-FIRSTS-
Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
A/N: I keep putting Shinichi into terrible situations...
First Trap
It shouldn't surprise Kaito when he was held at gun point when shopping for groceries with Shinichi. But to be fair, this situation was partially staged by the pair. Under normal circumstances, Kaito would have escaped, if his captor didn't have a link with a particular group of badly dressed individuals looking for immortality.
"Kudo Shinichi, if you don't want your boyfriend to be hurt, you should come with me." The man was average height, average feature, no distinctive markings or speech patterns. In other words, the average and ordinary criminal.
After much investigation by the different law enforcement agencies, they have identified a certain group of individuals who are in regular contact with That Person. Shinichi deduced they must be the preferred hired help and that That Person would most likely place an order for their capture. (At least that was what Shinichi would do if he were in That Person's shoes. If Shinichi were truly a mastermind criminal, he'd have gone for something more subtle. A well placed blackmail would often do the trick better than outright hostage situations.)
"Well? Are you going to risk it?" The man taunted again.
Their plan was simple. The pair will establish a pattern for these people to follow, with the police shadowing them of course, and create a situation to allow one, or both, of them to be captured. To which the various law enforcement agencies, and Agasa Hagase, should be able to follow their movements through their trackers. The two had taken to wearing multiple trackers on their person, one of which included a molar-like implant inside their mouth with the added feature of sound reception.
"Release Kaito first." Shinichi demanded. He held his hands up, glancing sideways to survey the rest of the store. All the customers and staff were frozen in their place, some were huddling behind the shelves. A group of children were standing just behind Kaito. Shinichi thought he had better draw the attention onto himself in case their criminal decided to use the young children.
"Don't be stupid. I'll lose my safety net. The boy's coming with us to ensure your cooperation." He pulled Kaito to him, using Kaito as a shield.
"Then at least put the gun out of the way. I'll come willingly." He put his arms up and walked slowly and cautiously towards the captor. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the children crawling away towards the adults behind the shelf. At least he could breath easier now.
"Back towards me, then start walking out the door." The captor pointed with his gun. Shinichi complied with much dissatisfaction.
Shinichi easily noticed an accomplice hidden in the midst of the customers. This accomplice was different from the rest of the panicking crowd, paying too much attention outside rather than what is happening indoors, hands never stopped with the messaging. Shinichi glanced towards the opposite building, recognising the telltale glint of a sniper scope reflecting the light. He gritted his teeth, not wanting to provoke the possibly trigger happy sniper.
"Ah, so you noticed the sniper. You are as observant as they make you out to be." The captor sneered, confident that he now has Shinichi's cooperation. "In case you are still wondering, the sniper has been given orders to shoot anyone on the street and inside the store if you resist. Your boyfriend is here just so you know we're the ones in control."
"You coward." Even though they accounted for a hostage situation, this was too risky and was over the top. They were hoping these people would only target the two of them.
"We know your resourcefulness and cunning. If we only held one or two hostage, you'll be able to find a way out. But having unlimited hostages reduces the risk for us." There was a disgusting smirk on his face, as though he was superior to the rest of them. Shinichi let out an angry hiss.
When they stepped out of the supermarket , the police had already cordoned off the surrounding area. Onlookers peered between the police's human wall. Megure stood at the front with Sato and Shiratori flanking him. The security personnel watching the footage must have alerted the police.
"Put your hands up." Megure shouted into the megaphone.
"Give us a car or someone would be eating lead." As a demonstration, the sniper shot through the window of the supermarket. There was screaming along with the crash of glass. Shinichi just hoped the shot didn't hit anyone. The police had no choice but to comply. Shiratori threw his keys over by Shinichi's feet. "Pick it up." He demanded from Shinichi. The police were already moving away, forming a path towards the car. Shinichi got into the driver's seat. Kaito and his captor arranged themselves in the back, gun never leaving Kaito's temple and fingers never away from the trigger.
"What now?" Shinichi was considering driving like his mother had taught just to let Kaito escape but the accomplice still has yet to make an appearance.
"Start driving. I'll tell you when and where to stop."
Turning the keys, he pulled away from parking and turned off at the traffic lights. Their captor always gave last minute instructions and Shinichi was glad that he was the one in the driver's seat as Kaito would most likely have crashed them on the last set of instruction; u-turn on amber light followed directly by a left turn into a one-way alley. They were lucky it was devoid of cars. That last stunt meant they lost the last few patrol cars on their tail. The captor, thinking they were now safe, directed them towards the pier.
"Stop here." He suddenly said, just before a shed. "Get out, hands on the car."
Shinichi followed the instructions obediently. He saw Kaito giving him a concerned look. Shinichi tried to smile to convey that everything was under control to settle the unease in his magician. Kaito's expression was held taught, not believing Shinichi in the slightest.
"Well, it seems someone can do a good job after all." A blond stepped out of the shed and approached the car.
"Spider-sama." Their captor bowed respectfully, albeit awkwardly with Kaito held in his grip.
It was strange for Kaito to be so unnaturally quiet. But it didn't last.
"I know you." He exclaimed. "You're Gunter von Goldberg II, the illusionist! I've been to one of your shows, it was mindblowing!" Kaito played the enthusiastic fan, a 180 degree difference to the calculating and silent magician from earlier. He had to inform Shinichi somehow that this person was extremely dangerous. "I remember how you made everyone think the volunteered children were flying on stage, and the green lush fields inside the performance hall. I thought I was dreaming the whole thing. It was a shame that the show had to end so fast." Kaito had never thought he had to praise another magician like they were heaven sent, especially one who could not hold a candle to his father.
"A fan?" Goldberg was amused as he dug through his pockets. He threw over a pair of handcuffs, which landed near Kaito. At least Kaito' fangirling put Goldberg into a good mood, less likely to shoot someone out of the blue. "Put these on your boyfriend if you will."
Their captor pushed Kaito forward with his gun. He picked up the metallic constraints. Weighing the handcuffs, he walked slowly, approaching Shinichi from behind. The handcuffs were standard issue in the police, it could be easily picked as KID had demonstrated multiple times (and so had Kaito whenever Aoko took her father's handcuffs to stop Kaito from peeking into the girl's changing rooms).
"Never thought I really would be cuffing you Dear. But it would have been better if it happened in the bedroom." He tried to joke, just to ease the tension.
Shinichi brought his hands back for Kaito who was standing behind him. Kaito took this chance to cop a feel of the firm backside. Shinichi tried not to squirm.
"Stop dwadling, and no leaving it loose." Their captor shouted.
Kaito stepped back, still following their orders, and turned to face their captors, standing side by side with Shinichi. How he wished he could knock their captors out and escape. But he had to tell himself this was all for the better good.
"Good, good. Now, Kudo-tantei, walk over." Goldberg took over, hands loosely pointing at the intended location he wanted Shinichi to be.
Shinichi gave Kaito a small smile before walking away. It left Kaito in the open.
"Since you're a fan, I'll give you a chance." Goldberg fired his gun multiple times at Kaito. It made a mark in his torso and chest area as red seeped through the shirt and bloomed. There was shock on Kaito's face as the pain set in.
"Kaito!" Shinichi tried to run over, only to be held onto the handcuff links by the other captor. The man behind quickly covered Shinichi's nose and mouth with a cloth soaked with chloroform.
Kaito doubled over, kneeling on the ground holding onto the wound to stop the flow. His breaths became harsher as liquid started dripping onto the ground.
"If you're lucky, you might survive." Goldberg seemed proud of his work. He began to turn away towards the shed, signalling for the underling holding onto Shinichi to follow him.
Shinichi could barely recognise the words before the chemical start to bring him to unconsciousness. He could just make out Kaito's form, mouth moving and reaching out before Kaito fell over, collapsed onto the ground.
Kaito waited until he heard nothing in the air before sitting back up.
"Shit. It hurts." He examined the ruined shirt, lifting it up to reveal the bullet proof vest lined with fake blood packs. "Good thing I listened Jii-chan and Shinichi." He took out his phone, first to send a message for Jii to bring the car over, then opening up a map with a moving dot. Rummaging around, he found a pair of earphones.
"What are we going to do with him Spider-sama?" The voice filtered through with some static.
"The detective is our esteemed guest. If we want KID to cooperate, we must first have the support from him. It was unlucky that the British detective is out of town and the so-called KID-killer went back home. This one would have to do."
There were rustling of fabrics.
"Why not get the head of the task force? I heard KID keep tabs on them, at least more than this detective."
"Reports state Kudo-tantei was taken as hostage last time, KID would have paid more attention to him. We want KID to know that we can take away anyone, or anything, we wish and he would have no control."
Kaito gritted his teeth as he waited for Jii to come pick him up. He watched the dot closely to see where their destination would be. When Jii arrived, Kaito was ready to storm the castle. Spider had managed to find (and destroy) three of the normal tracker bugs in Shinichi's clothes, one of which was in an intimate location, well hidden and had skin-like colouring. He quickly directed Jii to the address, notifying all the different agencies at the same time. They need to coordinate their movements to make sure no one escapes. The last time the police went in for the arrest, they found only dead bodies, including Snake. It was unsatisfying for Kaito, knowing that the man escaped imprisonment to atone for his crimes. They wanted to make sure that they can capture the head or the top management of the organisation this time. The amount of evidence they currently have can put them away for life.
"How long Jii-chan?" Kaito asked impatiently, they were already speeding down the highway at speeds well above the limit (and breaking a myriad of traffic laws, thank goodness for Agasa's strange paint invention to disrupt light signals so that their licence would not be captured on camera). Kaito had changed out of his bloody clothes and into his KID costume, ready to spring into action.
"Kaito-bocchama, it would do you no good to be so tense right now. We still have another ten minutes before we arrive. We also need to wait for the police..." Jii kept half an eye on the road and the other on the irate teen through the back mirror.
"No, I'm going in and I'll stall them. I won't leave Shinichi alone with them for another second." He had been picking up sounds of moans and groans through the earpiece for the past five minutes. He was about to throw out the earpiece when he heard a gasp.
"Kaito-bocchama..." Jii was concerned. Kaito's face has been set into a fierce scowl, eyes cold and hard, reflecting none of the everyday brilliance. Whatever going through his mind must be dark.
"Dammit." Kaito swore under his breath. The sounds were not comforting.
"Spider-sama?"
"Have our guest arrived yet?"
"Not yet sir. But may I ask, what are you intending to do with him?"
"Kudo-tantei just lost the a loved one, I'm merely being a good Samaritan and give him some hope...a few moments of his wildest dreams before a firey finale. Of course, this would be on continual repeat to spare him of the harsh reality."
"But That Person said, to either dispose of unneeded parts or recruit them. We're running out of members and Kudo would make a good addition."
"Hmmm...seems like That Person has taken an interest in Kudo-tantei as well. A pity really as I've been meaning to make him mine. You know, there are many ways to control a person..."
Shinichi's screams suddenly echoed inside Kaito's ears. He closed his fist tighter, thankful that he was wearing gloves else he would be drawing blood.
"Kaito! No, not him! NO!" His detective's voice was desperate and horror filled. He could easily picture the pained look on his detective's face as he was forced to experience his nightmares.
"I've always wondered what a Meitantei's worst nightmare would be."
"But his eyes are still opened sir."
"One of my specialties. Would you like a glimpse at your own? Or I can create your wildest dreams."
"No thank you sir."
"Suit yourself." There were steps, louder each second. The words were also clearer. "Such a beauty. I'll be happy just to be able to play around with you Kudo-tantei. I can understand why KID favours you."
There was another gasp. Kaito was ready to rip Spider to shreds. Plan be damned, his precious gem was at risk here.
The minutes were agonizing (they were stopped by several traffic lights and Kaito swore this was Lady Luck's way of messing with him), during which Shinichi screamed until his throat began to lose out on him. He thought he heard a couple of sobs but it could be dry coughs. At one point, Kaito had to remove the earpiece because it was loud. He had no idea what sorts of mental torture Goldberg was forcing Shinichi through, but he does know that the man is due for some serious payback. The moment the car had slowed on the approach to the drop off point, KID tore out of the door.
The building before him was an ordinary office tower set in the middle of the commercial district. Because it was the end of the work day already, no one was on the streets to pay any mind to the frantic, and extremely pissed, KID. KID went to the security office first to incapacitate the staff. He made sure to check the surveillance tape to see where his detective was held.
"Twenty-seventh." He messaged to Jii to pass on the message. "Wait for me Shinichi." KID gently placed a hand on the freeze screen of Goldberg entering an office with the ordinary captor carrying an unconscious detective on his shoulder.
He noticed the building only had twenty-eight floors, rather low as an office tower but high enough to escape on the glider. Recent upgrades made it possible for the glider to handle two adults.
"Why is the elevator so slow." KID was impatient. He checked his equipment once more, feeling around the pockets for various smoke bombs and gases. He made sure his card gun was ready for a quick draw. When the elevator sounded its delightful ding, KID gracefully strolled out of the doors, knowing this floor to be an open plan office. He had a persona to keep, and acting overly concerned would only give their enemies more ammo.
"Welcome Kaitou KID." Goldberg sat dead center of the room in a high back chair. On his lap laid Shinichi, kneeling docently on the ground with his head in Goldberg's hands being patted like a cat. KID controlled his expression to one of cold anger. "I knew you would come."
Goldberg saw how KID's eyes were drawn to the detective strewn on his laps. The detective's blue eyes that was once full of life is now dulled and unfocusing. Goldberg smoothed the hair and caressed the cheeks, enjoying the way KID seemed to want to growl at the detective's involuntary shudders.
"Is this what you like?" Goldberg grabbed Shinichi by the chin forcefully. "You have good taste KID. I should have kept the other one alive so we could each own one."
"What do you want?" Unlike last time when they were captured, this time KID has some degree of control.
"Your cooperation." Goldberg returned his attention to Shinichi. Stroking his face and teasing his skin, which elicited moans from the pink lips. "I'll even be nice and let you hold him for a bit." Goldberg pushed Shinichi off his lap. He fell like a rag doll onto the ground. KID walked briskly over, feeling for a pulse.
It was erratic.
KID tried to calm him down, hugging the detective. But Shinichi struggled, mouth opened as though wanting to scream.
"I'm afraid he lost his voice to over use." Goldberg said mockingly. "But I do have a recording of it. Do you want to hear?"
Regardless of KID's answer, he played the sound file. The voice KID adored, the arrogant tone, turned into one of pain and agony echoing in the empty room.
"Such a wonderful sound." There was satisfaction on Goldberg's face. He seemed to be savouring the sounds like listening to good classical music.
"What did you do to him." KID growled. He held Shinichi tighter to his chest, he could feel the harsh breaths on his shirt. There were traces of wetness clinging onto the material, signalling to KID the detective's tears.
"I let him re-live his worst nightmare. Pain is a good driver I heard."
KID covered his detective's eyes with his ungloved hand, hoping the touch of human skin would have an effect, it did calm him down somewhat, but he was still struggling against his hold.
"You drugged him!" Shinichi was trying to claw away the hand over his eyes, leaving bright red scratches on the back. KID held back the winces as fingernail started to draw blood. There was no way his detective would intentionally hurt him.
"So crude. I'd never use hallucinogens. Those things lack finesse." Goldberg shook his head. "I only tried to have him give up your name, but my Art does not work that way. My suggestions can only ask for things that does not go against the person's moral code or beliefs. Seeing his beloved die must have shocked him."
"Meitantei is stronger than that." KID held Shinichi's hands in a tight grip, restricting them so it would do any damage to anyone. But Shinichi continued to struggle. It seems being touched triggered an abnormal reaction.
For Shinichi, who was lost in his own mind, the pressure he felt were like hot iron brands on his skin. He felt the constraints burning into him, he needed to be free. He could see whatever he was experiencing being reflected on Kaito in front of him, how he screamed and how the fire burned. Kaito was reaching out for him. He needed to stop this but the restraints would not budge. It tried to blindfold him, a warm sensation across his eyes, but he needed to know if Kaito was safe, he needed to see. He renewed his struggles, hoping for the restraints to loosen.
"But everyone has a breaking point. Just as everyone has a price. That Person is willing to trade you." Goldberg motioned towards the door leading into another room.
Carefully, KID lowered the detective on the floor, giving Shinichi a loving glance before following Goldberg.
"Hello Kaito KID." The voice sounded like a middle aged man in KID's ears. "What is your price." The man cut straight to point.
KID remained silent, taking a careful glance around the dark room. Goldberg stood opposite him, next to a bed. There were no other exits in the room. Curtains around, what KID assumed to be, the window were pulled shut. There was a constant hum of machines in the background, with annoying beeps and clicks of mechanical parts. Shadows covered most of the room, hiding the man's feature, making it difficult for KID to read the situation.
"Everyone has a price. Name what is yours. In return, I ask for Pandora." The voice came from the bed. There was clarity in the deep, artificial, voice.
"Why do you want Pandora?" KID ventured to ask, stalling for time.
"Eternity. I want that." The voice lacks any sort of insanity, it sounded as though the speaker was certain the Pandora myth was true. Even KID did not believe it 100% and he had seen (and knows) a witch.
"There are other ways to achieve eternity. Being a good man will leave an impression on someone. Becoming an inventor, artist, or author would leave your mark on the world..."
"And yet, people will forget about them soon. I want the eternity in my own hands and Pandora can give it to me."
"It still is not acceptable."KID leaned against the doorframe, hands crossed, acting as though he was relaxing.
"What about Kudo-tantei? Would he be a good price?" Goldberg offered. KID flinched at the name.
"Ah, Spider, you do know how to bargain. I knew I made the right decision to bring you into the project." There was a flash of white where KID assumed the mouth should be. "If I have to give up on such a rarity to have KID in my folds, then so be it."
"The Meitantei doesn't belong to anyone..." KID tried to reason, not that his opponents were listening.
"That's what you think." A smirk appeared on Goldberg's face. He whistled a short, shrill, tone. KID heard unsteady steps from behind him. It was Shinichi, wobbling over to where KID was standing. Shinichi fell into KID's arms. "He is under my command now, he'll do whatever I ask him, within his moral compass at least. This means anything that does not touch on murder, and apparently information about you."
As though to demonstrate, Goldberg snapped his fingers. Shinichi leaned upwards and placed a kiss on KID's lips. It was brief and without emotion or passion, a pure mechanical action. Shinichi then pressed himself into his chest, legs on either side, and started to rub against KID. KID held back the hitched breath caused by the friction. Shinichi took hold of KID's hand, biting and slowly pulled the glove off. KID tried to stop the detective's actions, tugging and fighting for the glove.
"Nothing can save him. After all, the only one to break this spell is now stranded in the pier with a large chest and torso wound." Goldberg seemed pleased with the detective's action, he was quite enjoying the show.
Shinichi managed to un-glove KID's hand, releasing the nimble fingers from the cotton confines. He proceeded to lick the tips of each digit, trailing down into the palm. Not wanting anyone to see this side of his detective (despite Shinichi not being in control of his own actions), KID held onto his detective protectively, shielding him with his cape.
"So? What is your answer?" That Person asked impatiently.
Kaito's earpiece picked up sounds from his bugs at the corridors and elevators. He was at ease now that the police were at the scene. He allowed his shoulders to relax slightly, but imperceptibly, while gripping his detective tighter in the embrace.
"I'm afraid that's a no." At the exact moment, the police stormed into the room, holding everyone at gun point. KID moved himself and Shinichi back to allow the police space for movement.
"Freeze!" A collective voice, but Sato's more prominent shout drew everyone's attention.
That Person laughed from the bed.
"To think KID was working with the police all along." His laugh was uncontrollable. Goldberg beside him was quickly cuffed and was being led out of the room. The police did not pay heed to KID.
"KID is not working with us." Sato made her way towards the bed with Chiba and Shiratori. "We're only here because of an anonymous tip on abduction, our Division is not responsible for thievery."
That Person laughed louder.
"I see, I see. Kudo really is good. If he were mine, you'd never even know..." He continued to rant as he was taken (carried) away.
KID held onto his detective tighter, wrapping his arm around his shoulders. He could feel Shinichi shivering. All of a sudden, he started to convulse. KID lowered them to the floor, laying his detective on his back. Sato was already on the phone, asking for ambulance.
"You better leave now KID. We gave our word to Kudo-kun that if we see you in this operation, we won't catch you."
KID nodded. Reluctant to move but knowing he had to. He placed a tender kiss on his detective's temple. If Sato thought it was weird, she didn't say anything and pretended not to notice.
"I'll notify his boyfriend. Goldberg placed the Meitantei under hypnosis and only the keyword, or the key person in this case, could wake him up."
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Kaito raced down the white corridors, nurses jumping away from him. As soon as he wrangled the room number from the front desk, not even bothering with the elevator, he ran up the steps to third floor. Panting slightly, he rested his hand on the wall beside the door to his destination to recompose himself in case his detective was awake to see him flustered and give him cause to worry. Giving the door a brisk rap, he slid it open and entered without waiting for a reply. The nurses were no where in sight, only Sato and Takagi were standing guard inside the room.
"Kuroba-kun." Sato stepped away from the bed, allowing Kaito to approach it.
"What did the doctors say?" His eyes were trained on his detective's sleeping form, all wrapped up in the white starched blanket. His heart ached and his mouth tasted sour at the sight of vulnerability. He had to hold back the tear threatening to fall.
"They had to put Kudo-kun under sedation. He was thrashing out. The doctor confirmed that there were no injuries, internal or external. They were sure Kudo-kun hasn't been drugged but the reports has some anomalies, they sent that off to some specialist for checking. We're just about to leave and interrogate Goldberg to see what else he did to Kudo-kun." She gave Kaito an encouraging pat on the shoulders. "We've alerted the staff, you can stay here for as long as you want. Just make sure you go eat and rest every now and then. We'll have uniformed officers outside. Wouldn't want a repeat."
Kaito sagged onto the flimsy plastic chair, hands grasping tightly onto Shinichi's as he rested his elbows on the mattress. Although they caught the key, and remaining, members of the group, Shinichi was hurt in the process. It was something he could not forgive himself.
"I'm sorry." He whispered into the silent room. He was apologising for many things, for the pain Shinichi had to endure, for bringing his detective into his own mess, and for not being fast enough to respond.
Kaito somehow managed to fall asleep by the bedside, someone was kind enough to cover him with a blanket. He turned to face his detective, surprised to see him smiling back and patting Kaito's hair. Kaito jolted up. It was then he realised the blanket was Shinichi's.
Kaito's eyes began to well.
"Shinichi!" Kaito nuzzled his detective's neck, laying down kisses along the way. Shinichi laughed strangely, voice coming out as a choke. It seems his voice had not returned.
"I'll call the doctors." Kaito was about to reach for the button but was stopped by the outstretched hand. Shinichi shook his head, still smiling tenderly. His eyes were bright and full of life under the morning run.
"But..." fingers were placed on Kaito's lips to silence the magician.
Shinichi pulled Kaito onto the bed so that his magician would be laying on top of him. An arm wrapped around Kaito, forcing their bodies together. Shinichi smoothed the messy locks with his other hand, coaxing his magician to either start talking or to fall back asleep.
"I was scared Shinichi." Kaito muttered into Shinichi's chest. "I wasn't sure whether we could break you out of Spider's hypnosis."
Shinichi gave him a look that said Kaito was an idiot to think that. Kaito smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.
"How was I supposed know?"
Shinichi huffed, turning his head away to convey his annoyance at his distrust. Kaito easily read the message.
"It's not that I don't trust your abilities Shinichi, but I've had firsthand experience with Spider's techniques and last time I nearly took my own life if Hakuba wasn't there to snap me out of it."
Shinichi looked at him with shock.
"Now you see where I'm coming from? Like I said before, I don't want to lose you." Kaito tucked his detective under his chin. "How is your throat?"
Kaito felt Shinichi shake his head.
"Not good huh. Does it hurt?" Kaito absentmindedly traced lines up and down Shinichi's throat. Shinichi shuddered and tried to shrug his shoulders to answer the question, but he found the hands very distracting.
Somehow, Kaito still understood.
"I need to call the doctors to let them know..." Kaito looked at Shinichi hopefully.
Reluctantly, Shinichi let go of Kaito who kissed him on the forehead.
"Well, at least we're safe for now. We should stop pulling these types of stunts if we can. And also, you should stop using yourself as hostage in the future. I know I can't stop you from pursuing justice but try to do so without causing me a heart attack?"
Shinichi gave him a look that said he can't promise anything.
"It's fine. I just need to know you'll try."
The doctor's diagnosis was promising. There were no damages done on the throat or vocal cords. Kaito happily, and shamelessly, admitted that he'll be able to help with voice strengthening by having Shinichi make full use of his vocal range. At that comment, Shinichi hit him from behind.
"Give it a few days before you try." The doctor laughed before telling them to leave.
"Shinichi?" They were walking hand-in-hand towards the station now that the doctor gave Shinichi the all-clear. "Can I stay over?"
Shinichi looked cautious, taking a step away from Kaito.
"I promise I won't do anything." Kaito waited. It seems his detective did not trust him to not take advantage of the situation. "Ok, I'll admit, I might have ulterior motives but I promise my actions won't go beyond the living room."
Shinichi was still giving him The Look.
"Shinichi, don't you trust me?" Kaito whined playfully. His detective leveled a deadpan gaze. "You're mean..."
Mirth apparent in the sapphire eyes. Kaito wondered once more at how expressive Shinichi could be without the use of words. Taking pity on Kaito, Shinichi laid a tender kiss on the corner of Kaito's mouth. Kaito took hold of the situation and met Shinichi's lips on the second contact.
"I'll take that as a yes." Kaito received a confirming nod. The pair continued their journey back towards the Kudo Manor with Kaito feeling suitably content with how everything turned out.
-TBC-
-OMAKE 1: Blood packs-
"Kaito, that is not what blood looks like." Shinichi stared at the red liquid in the bowl. "The viscosity is all wrong."
"Out of the two of us, who is the performer here?" Kaito poured more red dye into the bowl.
"You might know stage magic and theater, this does not convert to befuddling criminals." Shinichi dipped a finger into the solution. "And it's too red."
Kaito ignored his comments and continued with his work, filling a plastic bag with the liquid then sealing it tight.
"Give it to me." Shinichi snatched the bag out of Kaito's hands then hung it on the towel rack, suspending it over the sink. He went out of the room, Kaito's eyes trailing his detective's movements. Moments later, Shinichi returned with a BB Gun. He shot it at the bag and immediately, red liquid flowed out. "Look, the flow rate is too quick. You need to make the liquid thicker. Use something other than water."
Kaito's jaw hung open.
"Any use a stronger plastic. If I can break it open with a BB Gun, you'll be breaking these things just by pulling your usual stunts. I don't want you bleeding all over the place wherever we go."
Shinichi walked out, not bothering to clean up the mess.
Kaito sighed, admitting defeat. Shinichi was the detective, of course he would know everything about blood. He should have consulted his detective first. Now he had to clean up the mess and start all over again, maybe replacing water with syrup would be better.
-OMAKE 2: Struggle-
"No Kaito. You are not going out without a vest." Shinichi already had his jacket on, a specially made jacket with built-in Kevlar.
"But it's restrictive. Can't move in these things..." Even though he complained, he still put his vest on, covering it with the t-shirt.
"Kaito-bocchama, please listen to Shinichi-san. You're trying to lure out the people after KID, not dealing with the Task Force. These people are highly dangerous and I do not want to be the one to inform Chikage-sama of your injuries." Jii was visiting the Kudo Manor, having collaborated with the Professor next door about some of the gadgets. The Professor and Haibara was also here to help with calibrating some of the trackers and devices.
"Jii-chan, not you too."
"You know, I normally would say do whatever you want, but even I think it's stupid for you to go out without some sort of protection." Haibara was looking in from the corridor, holding out a small metallic box. "Trackers. Place them on your person then come down to the dinning room. We need to do some last minute setup."
"All of you are mean." Kaito pouted, walking dejectedly behind Shinichi.
"When all of this is over, you can complain all you want. But for now, you'll have to listen ok?" Shinichi turned to hug his magician on the staircase.
"Then at least I should be compensated for my efforts." Kaito leaned in to steal Shinichi's breath away, ignoring the fact they were standing on the staircase with the Professor, Haibara, and Jii all looking from below.
"Any time when you feel free..." The three retreated back to the dinning room, preparing for a long wait until the two finished their moment.
"Well, we now have permission to do whatever we like." Kaito gave Shinichi the patented KID grin. He blushed, vibrant red, and tried to push Kaito away.
"Kaito!"
Laughing, Kaito vaulted over Shinichi's shoulders and landed perfectly at the bottom of the steps.
"Come now, let's get this show on the road!"
-OMAKE: END-
