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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
Warning II: MATURE CONTENT
A/N: Good things come to those who wait...
First Request
Kaito couldn't help but smile as his detective continued to rant about his recent treatment. Ever since news of Spider's escape, everyone had made it their ultimate goal to keep the detective under surveillance ("It's called being protected Dear." Kaito had commented the first time he mentioned it out loud). Megure had heard about his brief period of captivity from Sato and had even managed to rope in extra help to set up security details without Shinichi's input.
"I've been continually monitored ever since! First my mother, then by Chikage-san. Thank heavens my father had to go on that book promotion across Japan else I'm sure he would be spearheading this! I barely could set my foot out of the house! Don't get me started with the police! I know they have my best interest at heart but their protection is just too much! Stationing people outside the house? I mean really? Isn't that a bit extreme? And then there's the exams, I was only allowed to leave the house on the last minute before the exam would start. Although it was entertaining to see the police trying to chase down our car with 'kaa-san behind the wheel especially when Sato-keiji was trying to race us to the venue." Shinichi stopped to savour the memory, wondering how many traffic cameras they were caught on. "But that's not the point." He shook his head before turning to face Kaito fully. His magician was giving him his fullest attention now.
"We've been over this Love, with Spider on the loose, we don't know if he'll attempt it again." Kaito stood from his seat on the sofa in the library. "It's dangerous for you to go anywhere alone..."
"You'll have to hold a heist!" Shinichi said with such determination and conviction that Kaito wasn't sure how to respond. He looked at his detective with brows raised up high. "That's the only way I could breath."
"Might I remind you that your injuries are still healing." He had the sudden urge to query his detective's sanity at the abrupt change in topic and willingness for KID to appear.
"I already have the perfect gem for you. Here." He ignored the magician's comments and slammed down an article on the large oak desk with a solid thud.
"Vivid Blue, alternatively known as Oppenheimer Blue, will be auctioned off at Beika Convention this weekend." Kaito read out loud. "This large diamond has changed hands numerous times, bringing luck to its owner by helping them to achieve their goals... interesting story here."
"Isn't it? And since I made sure The Organisation had thought they removed KID from the field, you should have the freedom to do as you wish."
"Now that you mentioned it, you never told me who the agent you let free to return to their boss." Kaito has every right to be suspicious. He did not want another criminal on the hunt for his detective's blood.
"Uh..." Shinichi hesitated, turning away to browse the nearby books to avoid the questioning gaze.
"Shinichi." He reminded. Tone firm and commanding for once.
"Um...promise you won't go ballistic first." He added as he avoided Kaito's eyes. He heaved a deep breath. "It was Vermouth. I intentionally let her leave to take back the message."
"And the FBI let you? Even though Jodie-san had been quite vocal about having her arrested to pay for what the woman did to her family?" Kaito met up with the FBI agents a few more times afterwards to gather more information on Shinichi's behalf and he learnt quite a lot about this case from them seeing as Shinichi stills try to omit some of the details (Kaito never said anything about his detective's tendencies. He figured it was something ingrained into him that's hard to break out of).
Shinichi nodded, "Though to be fair, she was disguised so not many would know it was her at first glance. But back to my point." He looked up expectantly at Kaito.
"What? Even though you said The Organisation won't make any move on KID, how can we trust the woman to do as you asked her? She's probably doing this for her own entertainment."
"No, even though she likes to play, she still has some plan for us both and is unlikely wanting to cut us away from the current game." Shinichi swaggered over to where Kaito stood leaning over the newspaper. He wrapped his arms around his magician's waist and rested his head on the shoulders. Softly, he voiced his request once more in an even softer-than-usual tone. "Please Kaito? Hold a heist? I'm tired of being cooped up within these walls and heists are generally safe. Nothing bad ever happens in them when you plan it."
As an added bonus, Shinichi nuzzled the back of Kaito's neck, hair tickling the magician and resulted in a soft giggle.
"Love, snuggling up to me won't get me to do everything you asked. Besides, what fun would it be if you already knew the time, location, and target but you can't participate the chase? Your injuries..." Kaito twisted around to hug his detective properly.
"Please Kai? It's not like heist to be dangerous and I promise I won't over work my body." Shinichi peered at Kaito through the long eyelash and begged with a small pout on his lips.
Kaito was melting, he knew it would be only a matter of time before he agreed out loud but he wanted to hold onto his determination for as long as possible. He was afraid of exposing Shinich during the heist and bringing an addition of unwanted attention.
"Besides, you haven't found what you're looking for yet. Who knows, it might be this gem." Shinichi was tracing random patterns on his back again in hopes of distracting Kaito long enough and drive him to do something impulsive (and often resulting with them in the bedroom).
"It's not going to work you know. Your health and safety comes first and I'll not risk it." Kaito cheered internally for being able to stand firm under Shinichi's begging.
"If you're refusing, I'm going to hold it." He pushed against Kaito lightly. "I'll hold the heist, albeit it'll be lacking in the magic department but it should reinforce the idea this KID is different from the last."
"Hold on Shinich." Kaito grabbed onto the retreating detective's wrist. "There's no way I'm letting you do something reckless like that!"
Shinichi smirked, suspected his magician would now agree. He slowly turned around to face Kaito fully.
"Then you'll hold the heist?" He said hopefully. "You'll do it for me?"
"No, it's still no. There's no surprise or wonder in something you can predict." Kaito could easily feel the frustration radiating from his detective. He pulls him to the nearby sofa and sits them down. Carefully, he laid his detective's head on his laps in hopes of soothing and calming him down. "Love, why don't we go out for dinner tonight? I'm sure our mothers won't mind." He threaded his fingers through the inky dark locks.
"Not hungry." Shinichi pouted childishly, turning away from Kaito and crossed his arms.
"Shinichi Love, you shouldn't skip meals." Kaito coaxed his detective to turn back his body so that he could look down into his face. "There's this really nice restaurant I've been meaning to take you to. It has a really nice lemon pie."
Shinichi's breath hitched. His love for the lemony desert is just slightly less than his love for coffee (though his love for Kaito is not counted on this particular list, Kaito apparently is a different entity, not to be devoured or eaten but to be delicately savoured).
"And I've heard they have a large selection of coffee beans, you can even mix your own and they'll grind it instantly for you..." Seeing Shinichi look up expectantly at him told Kaito he had the detective's full attention now. "So Shinichi, dinner?"
"Alright." He said with mock reluctance as his mood quickly turning for the better at the mention of his two favourites. "For the sake of coffee."
"Coffee is better than me?" Kaito placed a hand over his heart. "Poor little me, no better than a cup of Java."
Shinichi stuck out his tongue childishly as he exited the library to change into something more appropriate for the night. As Kaito watched him leave, he could see his detective was feeling trapped and unhappy about the situation. However, holding a heist like this would only make him feel worst so the best thing Kaito could do for his detective would be to stay by his side and offer distractions.
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天は赤に染める日、
時と似てるの響き、
目と同じの価値、
この額縁から離れ、
自由に鳴る。
(The calling of freedom,
From departing the picture frame,
With the same value as the eyes,
Like the sound of a chiming clock,
On the day the sky is dyed red.)
Shinichi found the note stuck to the top of the ceiling the moment he woke up. There was a sense of giddiness bubbling in his chest even though the note was missing KID's caricature. The phone call that woke him up in the first place kept ringing and he reached out towards the device.
"Good morning Darling! " Kaito's voice sounded extremely cheerful through the speakers, "did you sleep well?"
Shinichi stalled for a moment to allow his brain to figure out why his magician was awake and away from bed. He then remembered Kaito had an exam that morning.
"Morning Kaito, how was your exam?" Shinichi's exam officially finished a few days ago. That was the whole reason he had been stir crazy with being bound indoors. There was only so much one can read even in their extensive library and he really wanted to buy something new.
"As well as it could be." Shinichi could already picture the confident grin on his face even as the other students left with dejected looks.
"Kaito, is that a heist note stuck on the bedroom ceiling?" Shinichi continued the staring contest with the black calligraphy. "When and how did you get it up there?"
"It's a little something to keep you occupied while I run a few errands. But whether it is a heist note or not... well... if you think it is then you'll have to send it to the police as I've only made one copy." The background sound dimmed signalling Kaito went from the streets to somewhere indoors.
Shinichi managed a little stretch, skin pulling lightly at the wounds, as he held onto the phone with his ear and shoulders. Now that his brain was starting to reboot itself, he noticed he was not in his own room.
"Why am I in my parent's suite?" Shinichi looked down at his ankles as he felt something cold touching his skin. "And why am I chained? Where does the chain link to Kaito?"
"Well, this morning, my mother was called out on an emergency and Yukiko-san had to do some promotion for a movie she cameoed in a couple of months back. We all know how easily you can avoid the police, the Professor is away at conference and Haibara-chan is in school." Shinichi waited patiently for his magician to justify his actions. "We wanted to make sure you don't leave the house in case you run into trouble so I thought keeping you inside, even without the surveillance, like this would be fine. I couldn't leave you in your room because you might need to use the bathroom..."
"You could have just left a note or something. No need to use such drastic measures." Shinichi made an inspection on the chains. The cuff had no visible keyhole (his magician had probably done something to hide it, it won't be the first time he casted such illusions), the long chain ran all the way underneath the bed and secured into the leg at the headboard. Bending over, he felt around the metal but not feeling any hole.
"Yukiko-san suggested to ask Haibara-chan for a pill to keep you under but I think that it might be too extreme."
'As if this isn't classified as extreme.' He thought to himself as he checked the strength of the chains and links. There was a lot of slack pooling on the floor and since the headboard and bed legs were made of a single solid piece of wood, he doubted he could break it without damage to his own leg.
Shinichi replied the nervous tone of his magician with a humorless laugh, sounding more like a puff of air rather than a giggle. He sweatdropped, holding back the sigh at the thought.
"How do I free myself." He tugged at the chain experimentally.
"That's what I've designed for your entertainment. Though I did bring in your laptop just in case." Kaito was trying to be considerate, knowing Shinichi would go crazy being stuck with not much else to do. "I don't think kicking a soccer ball inside the room, and in your condition, would be a good idea. Anyways, I'll bring back lunch. Is there anything you particularly want?"
"Coffee?" He said hopefully. With the length of chain, he'll only be able to walk to the doorway. If it weren't for the fact that he had complete trust in Kaito and his own guilty conscience gnawing at him for his previous actions, he would have been angered or would most likely feel trapped.
Kaito laughed through the speakers. "On top of the dressing table."
Spying a silver container, Shinichi walked purposefully towards the little piece of heaven. He unscrewed it to release the aroma into the room. The contents were still steaming hot.
"I'll leave you to convene with that liquid gold of yours. Call me if you suddenly developed a preference for lunch otherwise I'll randomly grab something that looks nice." Kaito blew a kiss through the phone and Shinichi couldn't stop the face from heating up at the cheesy action.
Replacing the Thermos on the table and setting his phone on the side, Shinichi decided to wash up before trying to figure out the way to free himself. The riddle probably holds the hint to where the key is. But it feels there should be more to it. Shaking his head, Shinichi placed the thought into the 'later' section of his brain, after his grand escape.
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Kaito walked purposefully into the building, coming to a stop in front of the receptionist. She plastered on a genial smile to greet him.
"How may I help you?" Standing up from her seat, she bowed gracefully as per her job description.
"I'm here to grab a catalogue for my uncle. He had it reserved under Kadou Toiki." He pleasantly announced, presenting the girl with a stem of variegated tulip. The girl blushed and accepted the flower before scrambling to grab the material. In addition, she handed over several pamphlets and schedules for a variety of exhibits inside the building.
"I'll also be on duty on the day." She said shyly before ducking away to return back to her work. He thanked the girl for her efforts before moving into the galleries to look at what is on offer. But his main purpose was to scout out Beika Convention. Although he told his detective he was unwilling to hold a heist, it doesn't necessarily mean he wouldn't. But it all depends whether his detective have figured out the note or not. If Shinichi hasn't noticed the irregularity by end of today, he'll just reschedule. Though Kaito highly doubts his detective not being able to detect the discrepancies.
Walking along the hallways, where auctioned items were placed proudly on display, he noticed the lack of people. Those who were viewing the pieces gave Kaito a questioning eye before resuming their examination. Kaito wandered around, pausing at a variety of art pieces ranging from modern sculptures to paintings and a few pieces of jewelry. He made sure to view a wide selection of objects before heading over to his target. Vivid Blue was true to its name, a deep shade that seems to absorb all its surrounding light yet still shining bright in the limited lighting.
"What are you doing here boy?" A snobby businessman approached him. "You cannot possibly afford any of these with a high school income. Better leave and come back when you're rich."
Kaito kept his dislike for the man's tone under the wraps of his Poker Face. 'The nerve of this man, thinking he is beyond everyone just because he has an invite.'
"This isn't a place for kiddies, now run along." The man was dismissing Kaito like shooing away a stray dog. Kaito's hands were itching to give the man a good dye job. And just when he figured out what colour scheme to go for (the ever disturbing neon orange, yellow, and pink/red combination that drives many into seizures), an announcement was made on the PA system overhead. The man was quick to leave.
'Guess he was saved by the bell then.' Putting away the smoke bombs and miniature dye capsules, he carried on inspecting the gem. He checked the schedule a few times to see how long it would be displayed for and when it would be on the podium. Satisfied he had memorized every inch of the display case, he moved onto another item. Turning away, he had not realised in time and bumped into another customer.
"Many apologies." Kaito bowed with respect, "it was clumsy of me."
"No harm done little phantom." The ambiguous voice whispered in the quiet room with a hint of laughter in the voice. "But are you sure you want to undo all the work the Bullet had done so far?"
"You!" Kaito may not have recognised the voice but the tone and inflection was standing out. The young businessman in front of him gestured Kaito to follow. 'Why now of all times must I run into her?' It was without a doubt that the person in front of him was Vermouth disguised. However, this also meant that The Organisation is also targeting this gem, or at least something in this auction.
"You shouldn't raise your voice." Calmly, she/he invited Kaito to walk along the deserted hallways. "Be grateful to me. I did manage to draw their gazes away from KID so there is at least one less worry for you."
Reaching a rarely used section of the convention hall, they arrived at a room with a sign saying it was under renovation. Kaito hesitated before following her, not sure if this was a trap or not. In the end, he followed for the sake of trying to pry information out of the woman.
"Why are you here?" Kaito made sure to stand closest to the doorway. The woman/man crossed to walk further inside, lighting a cigarette without caring the 'No Smoking' sign on the wall. "Are you people planning on doing something? A particular live target?"
"Ho? So the Bullet did tell you everything. How we work and what I do." She took a long drag, letting out a swirls of smoke spiraling upwards but narrowly avoiding the smoke alarm. "Do not worry yourself little phantom. I'm merely here because our boss took a liking to one of the piece on offer and would want to bid for it. Legally of course. We do have legal businesses aside from those that you and the Bullet knew of."
"Which?" It would not do if they were both targeting the same thing.
"No need to ruffle your feathers up young squab, we're not looking at jewelry this time. Though our search for the key is still continuing. Tell Silver Bullet to look out and plan ahead." She walked towards the someway, pausing next to Kaito to deliver her last message of the day, "And tell him to keep those phone numbers to himself. Opening the Pandora's box is going to be bringing upon tragedy onto oneself if not thoroughly prepared."
"Wait! What do you mean?" Kaito reached out but missed the wrist by a millimeter.
"Tell him it's a warning from Locasta, he should understand." She waved then left Kaito to stew over her words.
"Damn it." He swore softly. This whole situation looks like a repeat of his previous encounter with the woman, only he wasn't the one going about his official business in his uniform. But at least this time, it wasn't as threatening or traumatizing as last encounter.
Kaito should have noticed this sooner, something had struck him odd the first time he read that text message, it was something Kaito knew he should have heard of but he could not make the connection until the word was spoken. Now though, with both pieces of the puzzle, Kaito could put the meaning behind the woman's action. He had heard those people were ruthless, only heeding the orders of their superiors and rarely cooperate with others. Their information network was second to none so it was no surprise that the woman knew about all the different agents in The Organisation.
'At least that's one less worry. Though what designs does she have on Shinichi...' he wondered as he exited the convention center. 'Their methods are always so rough...'
Browsing the shop windows, Kaito decided to put that particular matter to one-side and figure out what to buy for lunch. Hopefully, Shinichi wouldn't be too angry or agitated by the time he arrived.
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When Kaito called out the customary "Tadaima!" in an overly joyful tone, it was met with silence. The lack of destroyed furniture and wallpaper suggests nothing bad has happened. But this could signify something bad for Kaito, either his detective had yet to escape, his detective was mad, or he had prepared something special to repay Kaito for the morning's entertainment.
"Shinich? Love? Where are you?" Kaito carefully placed their food on the kitchen counter before calling out again. But still, there was no reply. Frowning, he walked the hallways towards his first location to check-the library.
There were no signs of Shinichi had ever been inside the literary haven. The books were neatly stacked in their shelves (ordered and perfectly lined up), the desk is clean of papers, and the ladder was exactly where it was left since this morning as he went in to grab a pen. Kaito walked a full circle around the room but not a single speck of dust had been dislodged in his absence. He could feel traces of sweat gathering in the palm of his hands, and he couldn't tell whether it was from anxiety or excitement. His next stop were their shared room, again nothing was out of place. The bed was still the half made mess he left it from the moment he moved Shinich to his parents' suite. The wardrobe door is partially closed in his rush to reach his exam on time, and the curtains were still closed even when no one is occupying the room.
"Shinichi, answer me." Calling out as he walked towards the main suite. His hands hesitated over the doorknob, he had to first test it to see if Shinichi had decided to shock Kaito as a means to payback. Finding he wasn't paralyzed or writhing on the floor, he took the of metallic knob and gave it a twist. The well oiled hinges swung opened without sound. Peering inside, Kaito noticed the room was exceptionally dark. He walked in quietly so not to disturb Shinichi if he was sleeping inside, but the bed was empty. He pulled open the curtains to let in the light and the room suddenly came to colour. The chain was missing from it's location (and that's spelling retribution to Kaito) but the furniture pieces containing the clues to the key and lock had been moved (the curtain runner, the table clock, dressing table mirror, and the picture frame holding the various family photo). The small nano-copter with its remote sat on the dresser with the Thermos and four cards containing the hint. The only thing missing was the laptop (or should that be the only two thing including the detective).
"Shinichi." Kaito somehow knew that if his detective does not wish to be found, not even KID could find him, and even calling out would be a waste of breath. But it does give him something other than dread to focus on (whether it was dread for the detective's disappearance or for his own safety, Kaito wasn't too sure). Kaito made a point to check the other guest rooms but still came up empty. His final stop would be the study, which should have been checked earlier but that was a small room and near impossible to hide inside so Kaito had not placed much thought into it. The study held many of the props from Night Baron movies and tv series along with things from Yukiko's acting days and the knick-knacks the pair picked up in their travels. For once Kaito decided to knock on the door to wait before bursting in. Although it may have given his detective the time to hide, it also allowed Kaito to test the door itself (in case it was booby trapped). He steeled himself, knowing full well by now that his detective had definitely set up something for him, and took a deep breath before entering.
The room was dimly lit, the thin transparent curtain mesh was drawn shut letting in little light but the thicker curtain remained opened. Taking a hesitant first step into the threshold, Kaito was ready to bolt at the moment of perceived danger. He stood still for a while, just to observe whether the room reacted to his presence. Sensing nothing, he took two more steps towards the desk.
Puchi
Kaito quickly jumped back when his step made a sound. His next step had him tripping backwards into a hammock ('Or is that a net?') and he fell backwards. The hammock/net and was quickly pulled upwards. Kaito was sure his face was showing fear when the ceiling was approaching at a break neck speed without any indication of slowing down. Just when he thought his face would end up as a permanent ceiling fixture, his ascent stopped abruptly. But he wasn't given much time to breath as the hammock/net began to spin. It made him dizzy when the whole ordeal stopped and he found himself hung at a relatively lower altitude, possibly just at eye level or lower.
"I think I just caught myself a thief." Shinichi leaned on the door frame, arms crossed with the bag of Takeaway hanging off his finger. His face was set at bright amusement when he switched on the lights and strolled slowly towards the desk. Placing the bag of food on the wooden furniture, he turned to admire the hung magician as though looking at a piece of art. There was a gleeful smile of satisfaction on his face.
Kaito struggled to manoeuvre himself in a better position to break free when Shinichi brought out the chains from somewhere behind the desk.
"Love, what are you planning to do with that?" He asked with a tinge of fear and a hint of excitement.
"Well... you're a thief so it would only be appropriate to lock you up won't it?" His detective was stalking over, hands playing with the metallic chain. Kaito procured this specifically because it was said to be unbreakable, and until this day, he has yet to pick the lock. Knowing this, he renewed his struggle to break free to even this game.
"Honey? Love? I don't think that's a good idea right now. You wouldn't want to ruin your father's room now do you?"
"Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." Shinichi grinned like a cat, "this is all for a good cause." He snapped one cuff onto Kaito's wrist then wound over to the other side. Kaito was not trying to make this easy by moving and swinging the net about, forcing Shinichi to dodge to avoid being hit. The detective had a KID-like smile filled with pure enjoyment on his face.
"Sweetie, if you wanted me caught, there are plenty other ways to do so without having to set such elaborate traps." Kaito's movements not only hindered Shinichi, but it also tangled him further into the net. Shinichi let out an amused laugh.
"Keep up with the sweet talking Kaito, maybe I'll be lenient and let you down earlier." After much exercise, Shinichi snapped on the other cuff. It resulted in Kaito not only tangled up in the rope of the hammock/net, but also with the long chain.
"Darling, now that you've shown your dominance over little old me, mind letting me back down?" Kaito plastered on the most hopeful smile he could manage.
"Not so fast." Shinichi unpacked the boxes of food. "You see, it's lunch time and you always told me to eat my food and not be too hung up on my work. So I think I'll eat first before letting you down."
"Babe, aren't you being a cruel jailer then? I did buy them so we could share." Kaito knew this was payment for locking his detective up so he was willing to play along if it would lessen his detective's annoyance.
"Yes, and that's why I'll feed you." Shinichi took the pair of chopsticks and the box of honey-lemon chicken. Kaito opened his month expectantly, only not to be met with the piece of meat but Shinichi's lips. He felt something sweet being pushed into his mouth as tongues battled inside. Kaito couldn't help but moan when Shinichi pulled away, leaving him with a bite full of the sweetened chicken. "Well? How was that?"
Kaito licked his lips, action mimicked by his detective, and smiled. "When and where did you learn something like that Dearest?"
"The internet can be an entertaining thing when one has nothing much to do." Shinichi placed the chicken onto the table and grabbed another food item, spring rolls, and bite off a small piece for himself to test. Knowing that the fried food is not filled with hot oil, he bite off another piece the fed his magician mouth-to-mouth.
"Can't complain, the food does taste sweeter when you feed me." Kaito was enjoying himself despite the lack of freedom. He knew his detective would free him once lunch was over. "But Amore, you could have just asked if you wanted to feed me, I'm not against the idea."
"Have you run out of pet names already? And here I thought Kaitou KID was a big flirt." Shinichi's smile was reaching his eyes. Finally after so much distress he had been through, Kaito managed to have his detective fully relaxed even if it meant his own humiliation.
"All the words in the world is not enough to describe you Handsome. The mortal dictionary is not adequate to verbalize your ethereal beauty and wit beyond comprehension." And the words were true. Kaito could never find the right words to describe the way he sees Shinichi.
Shinich was stunned speechless, cheeks reddening and flaming hot. In his moment of surprise, he hit the button in his pocket and released the pulley. The chains clattered onto the floor as Kaito landed gracefully. Shinichi took a step back, his backside hitting the edge of the desk. Chopsticks fell and landed on the surface with a clack as Shinichi turned away from the approaching magician.
"My Sweet," Kaito reached out, circling the chain around his detective to bound them together, "Beloved Angel, how are you even real? Captivating unsuspecting magicians and performing miracles that ensnares the heart. Perhaps it is you who is the magician and I the audience." He whispered the last sentence with a soft breath of air, making Shinichi shiver involuntarily with hitched breaths.
"K...Kaito..." He whined unwillingly, "it seems you really can talk your way out of captivity."
Kaito nudged at Shinichi's neck, forcing the detective to move his head. Shinichi does not have much room for resistance as both his arms were trapped between their bodies. Kaito was careful of not allowing his detective to be hurt by this and gently started moving himself slightly further but still within reach of the neck. Lips met soft, burning skin, laying wet kisses along the detective's pulse point. Shinichi whimpered and moaned in satisfaction.
"Kaito... " Shinichi closed his eyes, enjoying his magician's touches.
Kaito felt his detective's breath deepened at each touch, hitching when his lips left the skin, and moaning for more when the coldness began to seep through from the lack of contact.
"I'd be glad to continue if you can unlock me." Kaito moved from neck, to shoulders, then across the clavicle and towards the other side of the neck. All the while, he could feel it was taking much of his detective's self control to not beg for more. He wondered how far he would go before his detective submitted to him this round. With the limited movement, Kaito moved to rest his hands on Shinichi's lower waist and began stroking the exposed flesh between the trouser top and shirt with the pads of his thumbs. Shinichi wriggled and squirmed and Kaito stopped as he wasn't too sure whether that was because his detective was ticklish all of a sudden or if he was hurting him.
"Don't stop." Shinichi dived in for a kiss to prevent Kaito from speaking. Kaito complied and returned the kiss with vigor.
"My hands are tied so there is very little I can do..." Kaito resumed his assault on the shoulder areas, mindful of the bandages and healing bullet wounds. "If you'll free me..."
Kaito felt Shinichi trying to move one of his hand, probably to where he was keeping the key for the chains. He moved a fraction to slacken the chains and allow his detective's hands to reach the pocket. A few seconds later, the key sneaked its way upwards to where his mouth was. Shinichi managed to squeeze his hand through the small gap between their bodies. His detective was trying to pull the annoyed look but the dilated pupils and the pinkish tinge was a giveaway to what he was really feeling. Chuckling, Kaito took the key in his mouth and leaned his head over Shinichi's shoulders to drop the key into his own hands. It took seconds to find the keyhole and unlock the restraints, which fell to the floor with a resounding clang.
"Much better." Kaito's arms resumed their previous position, only wrapping a bit tighter than before. He then suddenly lifted Shinichi and proceeded to carry his detective in a bridal style as he exited the room and climbed the stairs. "Seeing as our parents would be away for the whole day, we'll have the place to ourselves." Gently, he set the detective on the bed of their curtained room and leaned over so the both hands rested on either side of Shinichi's head and his face was just inches away.
Kaito had to hesitate, not sure how Shinichi would feel now that he knew about what happened. Even though he felt that the detective was enjoying himself, Kaito couldn't help but question if it really felt as pleasurable as it looks. Sensing the hesitance, Shinichi decided to take matters into his own hands and flipped their position so that he was the one hovering over Kaito's still unrumpled form.
"You were taking too long." Shinichi stated with impatient irritation. Kaito chuckled in response.
"All you had to do was ask My Lovely Jailer. This humble thief won't be going anywhere when the world's treasure is so willing and near." Shinichi blushed even harder at the compliment. Cheeks that were already burning after his magician's teasing felt hotter than before.
Kaito's hands reached up and started to unbutton Shinichi's shirt further (their previous frolicking had already loosened much of Shinichi's clothing). "Besides, we have plenty of time."
Shinichi's hands were also busy as it caressed the smooth skin of his magician's face before lowering to the clothes. He tugged on the t-shirt and pulled upwards, signalling for Kaito to put his hands up. Once the most bothersome piece of clothing was off, Shinichi decided to explore his magician's other area. He had often been on the receiving end of his magician's tenderness and this time it would be him to repay Kaito.
Kaito could feel Shinichi's breath on his torso, sending a tingling sensation up his spine. His detective was trying to be careful again, preparing both of them mentally before the physical aspects kick in. But Kaito won't be complaining, it only gave him more time to tease his detective. He let his hand wandered, left hand reaching to the back and stroking where there is flesh while his right brushed over the detective's left inner thigh, trailing up to the navel and circling it before trailing down the other leg. Shinichi paused at his action when his own breath was caught in his throat. Kaito smirked, daring for further action, which was replied with a ferocious attack on his lips. His detective nibbled on his lower lips, just enough pressure to not draw blood but still a sensation that easily excited the magician. When Shinichi pulled away, there was a silent question in his eyes to ask for permission, Kaito gave approval with the gentlest smile he could offer before pulling his detective down for another, more sensual and less desperate kiss. Both their hands roamed, moving south, busy with undressing each other. When the final piece of clothing came free, exposing each their bodies to one another, their faces were lit with unrestrained lust and love. Hands and legs danced in the dimmed room, filling the otherwise silence with their calls of desperation for each other while each tried to fulfil the other's request for touch. This was confirming their bond, the closeness and nakedness left no secrets between them. Every inch of the skin was explored with great detail with Shinichi's hands. Too long have they kept apart and with his magician exposed like this made Shinichi hungry for more.
Kaito was barely able to hold onto coherent thought when each of Shinichi's touch created a spark on his overly sensitive skin. He never knew the human hand could be this warm as the burning sensation moved across his torso. His breath became more erratic as his expectations build up. But what happened was not what he thought it would. As Shinichi leaned down for another kiss, hands were holding his hips instead of moving further. There was a sheepish smile on his detective's face when he lowered himself so he could straddle Kaito comfortably. It was clear what Shinichi wanted and Kaito must have shown something on his face as Shinichi leaned down next to his ear just when he felt a sense of inconsiderable warmth engulf him.
"I want you." He whispered huskily before rocking his body to stimulate his magician. The friction drove Kaito to lose his mind and he synchronized his own movements with his detective. His detective's grip was loosing out to the frenzy, legs and body began to sag and give in, but Kaito helped stabilized him with his own on his detective's waist. His detective was panting heavily, slightly more abnormal and erratic than usual, Kaito even in his lust filled haze had to spare a thought of worry.
"I'm fine." Shinichi gave his magician a sweat soaked smile. The glistening face looks as though it was sparkling. To Kaito, his detective seems like he was glowing. "We both need this."
Kaito reached up to tug his detective down for a kiss, passionate and possessive. They pushed past the tiredness, driving each other mad with desire. This sense of completeness felt eternal when they could feel the other's heartbeat so close.
When Shinichi collapsed on top of Kaito like a doll Kaito had a hint of fear hitting him, a pang in the chest, but the look of happiness and glow of satisfaction on his face told him his detective was fine.
"...love you..." Shinichi whispered softly, inaudibly, as he drifted in his sleep. Kaito was sure his detective was spent and in deep slumber when he said it, thus meaning it wasn't intended to be said out loud or to be heard by Kaito. But it still brought about a silly smile to Kaito's face. It was one thing to know his detective loved and adored him, treating him like Kaito means the world to him, it was another to hear it with his own ears. He knew his detective was never the expressive type, always hiding his heart behind a facade of some sort. Kind of like Kaito always hiding behind his Poker Face. At least they could read each other so easily. Hearing the words made Kaito's heart expand and felt as though he could drown. He pulled his detective tighter towards him as he too drifted off to a brief nap before dinner.
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They called for take out that evening, sharing a pizza in the sitting room as they watched another drama rerun.
"By the way," Shinichi said during the commercial break of the TV series (Kaito wasn't sure what he was watching but it had something to do with espionage and a housewife?), "I took a copy of your note, added the signature, and had it sent to the police using the dove that had been roosting in the attic. I think it was Nara but it could have been Saka..."
"They both know the way, though I'll check later if they managed to deliver it or not."
"I'm more concerned about having them attacked by predatory birds in the area."
Kaito laughed out loud, not bothering to suppress or muffle it. "They're a magician's doves, not your average bird."
Shinichi took it to mean they know when to escape but when in truth, the doves actually carried a smoke bomb and a colour bomb each. They know where Kaito kept his supplies and he did train them to bomb anyone (or anything) that is a threat and on command.
"Hm...this means I'll have to hold a heist then. Are you looking forward to it?" Kaito had to know, what the detective would find interesting seeing as he knew what, where, and when of his heist.
"I'm always looking forward to KID's heist." A wistful smile appeared on his face. "Solving riddles and unravelling your tricks are only half the fun. The other half lies with watching the performance."
"My Darling Prince, have I told you how much I love you lately?" To hear his detective praise his alter ego and to admit loving the show had made Kaito's day all the more perfect (not that it wasn't before but this comment just made it all the better). And the fact that each of his praises made Shinichi cuter by painting him pink just made him want to devour his detective all over again. Kaito wondered if he still had the (secret hidden) cameras inside the house set to record, maybe he could do a screen capture and add it to his collection.
"But promise me you won't over stress yourself ok?" Kaito's sudden seriousness caused Shinichi to wince but he nodded in compliance. Seeing the obedience, Kaito rewarded his detective with a quick kiss before magically producing another cup of coffee for Shinichi as they settled back down to enjoy the night.
-TBC-
A/N: ...It was supposed to be a filler but it turned out too...sappy? romantic? Not sure what to call this now. Anyways, I'll explain the riddle next time as for any queries about Vermouth? Google is a good friend.
