The first time Shinichi actually met Hakuba (as himself, of course) was at a KID heist because fate had a way with messing with all of them it seemed.
Kaito was off to the side "checking" some of the security with Shinichi watching him to make sure he didn't try to stay on the premises too close to the time of the heist. Nakamori had held true with his promise of not allowing Kaito back in after the chaos that was the last endeavor but that wasn't going to stop him from getting an actual magician acknowledged by the thief himself to check over their traps. Oh, the irony. Shinichi loved it.
And that was when he heard it, the quiet, almost pitiful, resigned hopelessness that was probably supposed to stay mental but strayed into verbal speech. "Oh goodness. There's two of him."
Blinking, Shinichi glanced up from where he was keeping an eye on Kaito to raise an eyebrow at his fellow detective. "Geez, Kaito… What'd you do to him?" he asked incredulously. He knew that Hakuba had been the victim to many pranks, but this was almost too much.
"Nothing he didn't deserve," came the quick reply as the glass slid back onto the case, the jewel deceptively real but Shinichi wasn't about to say anything. Kaito dusted himself off and stretched.
Shinichi hummed disbelievingly and strode forward to offer a hand. Hakuba eyed it suspiciously. Man, Kaito had this guy trained. "Kudo Shinichi, a detective. I formally apologize for any trauma you may have suffered at my friend's hands."
Hakuba's eyes widened briefly in recognition and he took the hand, giving it a firm shake. "Hakuba Suguru," he introduced, "I've read about you in a few papers. They've dubbed you the Hesei Holmes I hear?"
Shinichi gave a sheepish laugh and withdrew the hand to rub the back of his neck. "Yeah. It's an honor to be compared to such an amazing detective but I don't think I'll ever be as good as him." Kaito's scoff went pointedly ignored.
"You're a Holmes fan?" Hakuba asked and thus launched a very in-depth and most definitely not fanboy conversation in which Kaito very loudly excused himself from after both detectives shot him a glare for mentioning that Arsene Lupin beat Sherlock in a game of wits before. Wasn't canon, they had claimed, Shinichi with underlying threat if Kaito were to continue, Leblanc used the character without permission. He left the heist area not too long afterwards and wondered if the two even noticed.
Kaito had to give it to Shinichi though. This was a good way to pull him out of Hakuba's suspicions. No fellow detective and Holmes fan would ever be the accomplice to Kaito KID. It was impossible. There was absolutely no way.
The boys finally brought the conversation to an end nearer to the assigned time. Shinichi slipped his Detective Boys badge back into his pocket. He hadn't been showing it off, stop smirking Kaito he would sputter later but he totally was. He had to take some childish pride from his memorabilia and Hakuba was quietly amazed so there.
Shinichi retreated towards one of the back corners of the room, giving him a wide view of the room. Kaito had been frustratingly vague about his plans for the night past switching the jewel in the beginning but now that he had an idea of how heists were put together, he would make the chase all the more thrilling.
A low pink smoke began to flow from the vents and he smirked.
It's showtime.
After leaping over several pitfalls of what looked to be whipped cream (Shinichi made a mental note to ask the other how the heck he actually managed to set that one up without anyone noticing) and dodging several nets and well placed paint bombs, Shinichi finally made it up to the roof where KID stood in all his overdramatic moonlit glory, cape billowing behind him, monocle and hat hiding his face. The gem was held up to the moon and while it cast a rather beautiful array of fractured green light on both the magician and the roof, there was no hint of the red. Both males deflated ever so slightly at the realization.
Important manner passed, KID turned and tossed the jewel back to Shinichi who caught it deftly with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh? Just handing it over? That takes all the fun out of this Kaitou KID-san," Shinichi hummed and he heard KID huff in what was definitely a variation of laughter.
"Think of it as a present. Welcome back, Tantei-kun."
Shinichi grinned, a challenging light in his eyes, as he deployed a soccer ball. "Good to be back, KID."
When Hakuba managed to reach the roof about ten minutes later, covered in whipped cream and glitter, KID was in the midst of dodging yet another superpowered ball as he leapt from the roof laughing, while Shinichi was breathing heavily, lowering his foot from the kick. Cards littered the roof along with various paint splatters and dents.
Hakuba squelched up beside the other detective, trying to ignore the cream slowly dripping off of him and Shinichi cast a glance in his direction, a smirk pulling at his lips.
"He got you good this time didn't he?"
Hakuba groaned, letting his head drop in exhaustion.
Just a small thing I whipped up between classes. I've decided to continue the story here (if you couldn't already tell) and it'll be something close to a series of one shots that eventually tie into an overarching plot. Let me know what you think!