-FIRSTS-
Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
Warning II: Some mature hints?
A/N: I must confess, Hattori's accent came out slightly strange in this.
First Dance
Kaito adjusted the mask on his face as he weaved through the crowds. The girls had abducted his detective in the afternoon of the ship's gala dinner. The theme for the night is masquerade so naturally, everyone is wearing a mask. Before the trip, they were all told by the insistent Sonoko to pack some formal wear, which has Kaito currently clad in a white waist coat, black shirt with silver tie, and matching white pants (something as close to his KID costume without people recognizing immediately). His mask, a delicately shaped and textured white half-mask that covers the whole left side of his face, was delivered into their rooms this morning. He was not able to get a glimpse of Shinichi's mask, but knowing the young heiress, it would match Kaito's own.
Off in the distance, he spotted Hakuba nursing a glass of juice with, strangely enough, Hattori standing next to him. Deciding it would be more interesting than just standing around waiting for his detective to show up, he approached the pair.
"Rare to see the two of you standing so close together." Kaito commented. It was easy to spot the tuft of blond hair with the eye mask on Hakuba and the dark styled hair of Hattori. "Voluntarily I might add."
"Neither of us wishes to socialize, so the best way would be staying together." Hakuba crossed his arms as best he could with the glass in his hands.
"'S not like I'd want'a stand so close to'im, but 'e does make a good poin'." There was definite annoyance in Hattori's tone. "Where's Kudo?"
"I was hoping you two had seen him." Kaito took another glance around the luxurious hall with its chandelier and live orchestra. The Suzukis wasted no resource to make something this spectacular.
"Yo!" Sera walked briskly over, tapping Kaito on the shoulders. Unlike many of the female in the room, she chose to wear tailored pants and shirt to show her figure instead of the long dresses. "Aren't you lot looking glum."
"Can't help it, company's not al'that great." Hattori shrugged. "Would'a been better if the others 'ere."
"You mean Toyama-chan?" Kaito could not waste the chance for a tease, just to alleviate the boredom.
"Aho!" The pink on his face was telling. Kaito seems to have hit the point.
The group did not even have the decency to hide their laughter.
"Kuroba-kun is right though, you have been trying to find her haven't you? Missing her as well?" Sera joined in with the teasing. Hakuba had intelligently stayed silent so not to aggravate the Osakan further and thus causing a scene.
"I've no idea wha'ya talkin'bout." Hattori looked as though he needed a new distraction. Taking pity on the tanned detective, Kaito offered a way out.
"By the way, where are the other girls?" Kaito was curious as they were the kidnappers of his beloved.
"Don't know." Sera shrugged but Kaito did not believe her for a single second.
"Hey Saguru." Aoko was dressed in a light coloured cocktail dress reaching her knees and wearing low heels. She had a dainty handheld mask in pastel colours, which would only cover the top half of her face. There were floral motifs on the surface, matching the dress. "You found the others as well."
"More specifically, it was they who found us." Hakuba offered his arm to Aoko as befitting an escort.
"He had been trying to avoid the vultures on the dance floor." Kaito nodded towards the center of the room where couples twirled and swirled to the slow ballroom music. He wondered if he would be able to drag Shinichi to the floor for a dance. "Only you Aoko?"
"Akako-chan should be here..." Looking around the room, their eyes came across a strange cluster of people, all male.
"Looks like her charm is not lost even at sea." Kaito muttered, recalling what the sorceress had said earlier.
"That's because Akako-chan is beautiful." There was an abnormality with her smile, something that did not sit quite right with Kaito. He was about to ask when someone else approached them.
"Hello Kuroba-kun." The seductive voice of a siren whispered into his ear on his left.
"Hello Koizumi." Kaito replied automatically. It took a second for him to realised who he was addressing and he swiveled back to the enchantress. "Koizumi?!" He exclaimed. Her figure hugging red dress and lacey black mask should be drawing attentions of males all around yet here she stands, by herself, without anyone fawning over her.
"That is my name. You should know since we have been classmates for some time now." She was smirking.
No, scratch that, all of them were smirking. Kaito could see in the distance Ran was standing on the outskirts of the strange clusters of people. Kaito strolled briskly, for he was not rushing, towards the girl.
"Where's Shinichi?" He nearly demanded (he couldn't say he demanded since that would mean he was desperate).
"Good evening to you too." Ran smiled genially before directing her gaze back towards the group of male. The amusement in her eyes were very apparent even when half of her face had been covered by the pale purple mask.
"You didn't!" Kaito pushed his way from the outer circle, not caring how many toes he stepped or the number of spleens he elbowed. After much fighting and struggling, he finally arrived at the inner circle. At the center stood a tall, slender female in a long midnight blue gown. The dark locks of hair was done in a loose bun with a few strands framing the almond face. There was not a lot of makeup on the face, it was kept relatively clean, with some contouring, a bit of glitter around the edge of the eyes, eyeliner that made the sapphire orbs look all too large. Lips of vibrant red trying to dissuade nearby male with rehearsed answers. There was a large stone, choker style, sat at the center of the throat. The black lacy high collar contrasted brightly with the alabaster skin around the shoulders. The trumpet sleeves ended just above the elbows, showing the long slender arms. She had a smooth silver mask sitting on the right side of her face, a compliment and direct opposite of Kaito's own mask.
Kaito's mouth dropped open, shocked still in place.
"Kaito! Thank goodness you're here!" It was Shinichi's voice that the female was using. It seems Shinichi was also frozen in place. "Help?"
"..." Speechless, Kaito walked on unsteady feet. Who knew his detective looked so good in a dress. If he knew sooner, he would have put him in all sorts of costume. (That time in the Shakespearean costume was too short for Kaito to admire the masterpiece that was Shinichi. This time, however, he could feast his eyes.)
"Kaito?" When his magician was just standing there, still as a statue, Shinichi became nervous.
Kaito bowed gracefully before reaching for the right hand, lifting it to his lips, and kissed the knuckles. The surrounding men were all shouting "get back in line" and "how dare you" with the occasional "get your grubby hands of her". Pulling himself back into full height he noticed the blood red earrings adorning the dainty earlobes. He reached out as though to brush away the hair, to admire the brilliant glowing eyes, when in actuality he wanted to take the jewelry away.
"Gentlemen," Kaito addressed the crowd, "if you want someone to fawn over, try the red haired girl over there." He directed everyone to where Akako was leaning on the pillar at the edge of the dance floor. She waved at the group with a seductive smile on her face. "She'll be more than happy to entertain you. In the mean time, you should leave this Beauty alone." In a show of ownership, Kaito stood closer to Shinichi, wrapping an arm around the slim waist.
Immediately, it was as though the mist clouding the minds of the men were lifted and they scattered back into the hall. Kaito inconspicuously disposed of the earrings into a nearby cup of water.
"Now then, My Dear," Kaito stood back to take in the wonderful sight slower this time, allowing his eyes to linger on certain anatomy of Shinichi. The detective suddenly felt very exposed. "How did they manage to wrangle you into one of these?" Kaito allowed his hands to brush his sides, fingering the fabric, then laid an arm around the waist once more.
Shinichi sighed. That afternoon was not one of his better moments in life.
"You try escaping them when they're determined. I mean if it was only Ran, I could have escaped but there were three martial artists in the room with me and a...well, I'm not sure what to call Sonoko." Shinichi shifted his weight from side to side. "The girl had it in her mind that this should be a couple's event but with so many mature adults in the room, not everyone would be as open minded as our friends."
"Can't say it was a bad decision though." Kaito took Shinichi's hands in his once more. "My Love, would you grant me the honour of a song?"
"Kaito..." Shinichi hesitated even though there was eagerness in his eyes, "I don't know how to dance the female part..."
"No worries." Kaito led them to the edge of the dance floor. The music had changed into a generic waltz, slow and gentle to start off. "Just follow my lead."
Taking one of Shinichi's hand, he guided them to the correct position and counted softly for his detective's benefit. It turned out Shinichi was quite aware of the music but the steps...not so much. They ended up swaying from side to side instead of dancing during the first song. Their second attempt was slightly better, they moved away from their spot and had a little twirl but it was not anything spectacular or crowd drawing. They were about to attempt it the third time when there was a soft ringing echoing in the room. It signified the start of dinner service.
As they walked over to the table where their amused friends sat, towards the end of the ballroom, Kaito suddenly pulled Shinichi towards the side, hidden in the shadows cast by the pillars. Shinichi gave a yelp at the unexpected movement and had nearly tripped if Kaito had not steadied him just in time. There was a contemplative look on Kaito's face, to which Shinichi quirked an eyebrow.
"Your feet, they're bothering you aren't any they?" Kaito lifted the gown just slightly to show the ankles. It revealed a pair of high heels strapped to Shinichi's foot.
"I just needed some rest then I'll be fine. We can try the dancing after dinner if you still want to."
Kaito looked unconvinced. After some deep thought, he clicked his fingers and smoke crept up around the pair. It was unlike the usual smoke that dissipates quickly. The white fog lingered around them, Shinichi had to suppress an urge to sneeze due to the irritation. When the smoke cleared away, he found himself to have changed into what Kaito had been wearing, with the exception of the mask. His hair had been messed up, probably to cover for the damage the wig had done. If he looked into the mirror, he would most likely see a reflection of Kaito only a few shades of colour off. In front of Shinichi stood Kaito in a dress. But Kaito actually filled out the chest area instead of being flat chested like Shinichi was before. Shinichi could not keep his eyes off the delicately coloured lips. Noticing this, Kaito chucked.
"Nice right? Makes you want to throw me onto the nearest surface and have your way with me."
Shinichi had to swallow the urge to follow though.
"The lipstick is long lasting and waterproof, want to test it out?" Kaito placed a feather-light kiss near the corners of Shinichi's mouth to tease. He even had acted like the heroine in the movies, lifting his feet up just slightly so that he could lean into Shinichi.
Shinichi had to make some distance between them before his hormones took over. Gently, he pushed Kaito off by the shoulders hoping for a bit of cool air. Looking down, eyes lingering a tad bit too long on the hips, he trailed his eyes down the legs, hidden by the swath of fabric, to the feet.
"But won't you...?" He trailed off, gaze directed at where the pair of heeled shoes would be.
"Shinichi, who out of the two of us are masters in disguising?" Kaito lifted the hem of the dress to show ankles and playfully stroke Shinichi's pant legs with the tips of the shoe. "These shouldn't even be classified as heels, they're quite low compared to what many of the modern ladies wear. Besides this way we could finally dance."
"You know the female part as well?" Shinichi extended his elbow for Kaito.
"Master thief and magician here, wouldn't be worth my mettle if I couldn't." Kaito directed his gaze back towards their friends. "Say, I think a little revenge is in order."
"What do you have in mind?" Curious and a bit bitter for the afternoon seeing as the whole group of their friends had ganged up on him to play this prank on Kaito.
"Would you say I make a convincing female?" Kaito changed his mannerism, acting more feminine with just a touch of Shinichi's confidence. He gave a little twirled that had his dress fluttering in the air. His detective picked up on this.
"You're planning to flirt with them, as me." Shinichi sighed but was still grinning. "Sure, why not. Who are you going to hit on?"
"Hm... how about you take care of the girls and I do the boys?"
"Like Hakuba said, you've corrupted me." Shaking his head, Shinichi cannot believe he was willingly going with this.
Giving his loving detective another kiss as condolences, Kaito playfully smiled.
"All for the better."
Their friends' eyes followed them as they sat down at the table. Amusement and not so subtle hidden sniggering varied between glances of intrigue. Shinichi sat in the seat closest to Ran. Kaito took the seat next, sitting next to Hattori.
"Shinichi?" Ran was the brave one to ask, both boys looked at Ran expectantly.
"Oh no." Aoko, sitting directly opposite of Ran, buried her face into her hands.
"Aoko, you shouldn't do that," Kaito smiled at the girl.
"It'll ruin your makeup." Shinichi added, mindful of his tone so that it sounds like Kaito.
"Alrigh', which one of ya's Kudo?" Hattori might know the detective longer but it was difficult to tell. He suspects the male, because of the colouring, but knowing the magician have coloured hair dyes on his person regularly, it was difficult to tell.
"I am." Both said at the same time. Even the infliction and pitch were the same.
"And this is why I was against the idea in the first place..." Hakuba muttered to no one in particular. "Kuroba, are you set on breaking minds tonight?" He glance between the pair, not caring who answered.
"Are we Love?" Shinichi directed his question towards Kaito with a playful smile.
"I don't know Dear, should we?" Returned in same. The table immediately sweatdropped, all resisting the urge to bang their head into the table. The pair were careful to not laugh as laughter would reveal their identities.
"Really Hattori, you should know to convince the girls to do this to me." Kaito moved towards the Osakan detective, chest resting on the table and drawing his eyes towards them. "Unless, of course, you secretly wanted to see me in a dress, then all you had to do was ask and I'll put on a show for you."
Kaito had leaned close enough to be deemed not socially acceptable. His chest was supported by the table and shoulders were pressing into the tanned detective. Kazuha, sitting on the other side of Hattori, giggled into the napkin as a blush rose with Hattori's stuttering.
"Kuro...no? Kud...no..." Not only hesitation, but also frustration at not being 100 percent sure.
To save the Osakan from further humiliation, the waiters arrived with their first course of appetizers. They all laughed and joked but not once did Shinichi or Kaito admit to their identities. Their friends were left partly exasperated, partly amused but mostly annoyed.
"Would you at least give us a hint?" Ran pleaded. It was disturbing not knowing who you were addressing in a conversation.
"What do you say Sweetheart?" Shinichi asked as Kaito was trying to wipe some phantom spot on Shinichi's lips.
"I don't know Sweetie, they were the ones who put us to this."
The dance floor was beginning to fill up again as dinner had winded down. Many were still sitting at the table, talking drinks, but a few braver couples were doing a solo to the live music.
"Oh, I love this song." Kaito looked expectantly at Shinichi. The orchestra was playing a slow rumba.
"Then My Lady, would you grace me the honour of this song?" It was fortunate that Yukiko had forced Shinichi to learn every ballroom and Latin dance there is in his early childhood, possibly in hopes of pushing him into Broadway. It didn't help when his mother was an avid dancer but his father avoids such social gatherings like a plague.
"I'd love to!" Kaito kissed the cheeks, leaving no lipstick mark as he alluded to early on. Their friends around the table shivered collectively at the goosebump raising sappy display of affection.
Shinichi extended his arm out and Kaito gladly took it as they walked towards the edge of the wooden dance floor. There were only three other pairs dancing, all spread out evenly across the floor. Picking a random point of entry, Shinichi led Kaito towards an obviously empty location, consequently quite near the center, before giving Kaito a kiss on the knuckles.
"Shall we?" Coming up from the bow, it was evident to Kaito that Shinichi was not used to such acts. His face had a small pinkish tinge due to embarrassment and he was biting gently at the bottom of his lips as a sign of nervousness.
Kaito giggled cockishly, keeping with a female character, and allowed Shinichi to swing him out before swinging back in, where Kaito's back can now lay flush against Shinichi's chest. Shinichi's arms came across Kaito's chest, holding him in an embrace as they swayed to the beat. Kaito could feel the mad thumping of Shinichi's heart and he was sure it had nothing to do with the exercise.
Shinichi released Kaito from the hold before it changed into an underarm turn, swinging out once more, another turn and Kaito was now holding onto Shinichi's opposite hand, standing shoulder to shoulder. Hips swayed to the beat as they travelled some distance, in time with the music, before coming to another pause. Kaito was then encouraged back to the embrace position, to which he leaned back to rest his head on Shinichi's shoulders. Letting his eyes gaze at the profile of Shinichi's face. He loved how the sapphire sparkle under the lighting, the look of pure enjoyment where neither were encumbered with worries, where the only thing in their world is the music and each other. Their hips rolled synchronous with each other, steps matching and not fumbling like before. Kaito found he didn't mind being in the female role if he could see Shinichi shine like he is doing now. And this shine wasn't the one normally seen when he was deducing, the overly self-confident smirk kind, this was the playful shine bringing out his boyish charm that made Kaito fall for him all over again.
"Kaito?" Shinichi was aware of his staring and was curious. He changed their position, swing out with their backs to one another, arms outstretched in to the side, then pulled to face each other.
"I was just thinking how much I love you," hands changed and they repeated the same move only on the other side.
Shinichi flushed, not from dancing but from words alone. He knew how deep Kaito felt for him but he would never be tired of hearing it.
They repeated the same step for the third time, but this time they were standing chest to chest. Kaito looped his arm around Shinichi's neck, putting all his weight onto his detective. Their bodies responded positively to each other.
"My, look who's naughty." Kaito teased, hips rolling in response.
"Ba'aro." Embarrassed, Shinichi forced them into another position, fanning out to stand side by side once more. Shinichi noticed the song was exceptionally longer than usual.
Kaito twirled, twice inward, as Shinichi moved around him. They settled for a moment standing back to back with arms outstretched once more. Kaito placed a bit more pressure on Shinichi's back.
"But you're not denying it..." Kaito grinned, unnoticed by Shinichi as he tugged to change again. "We should have taken up Suzuki-jou's offer of the honeymoon suite."
Another turn, side steps, then back in embrace. It was Shinichi this time who rested his chin on Kaito's shoulders.
"We'd never hear the end of it if we did."
Kaito looped his arms back to hold onto Shinichi's head loosely, fingers threading through the dark hair, making a mess of the carefully styled hair. Slowly, Kaito retracted from behind and turned to face his detective with his palm on Shinichi's chest. He felt Shinichi sneaked an arm around his waist in a loose hold. The other hand reached to caress Kaito's cheeks, trailing the jaw line. In a feat of contortionism, Kaito bent back into a dip, Shinichi's arm fully supporting his weight. It was a slow motion when they turned at the position, then gently Shinichi eased Kaito back into the upright. Letting Kaito regain some sense of balance, not that it was needed, they stepped opposite of each other with their palms of hands meeting at center. Kaito did another turn, raising their touching palm above their heads, before lowering into another dip. Shinichi was quick to read his actions and gave the support.
The detective could not help but think Kaito looked mesmerizing like this. Even with the disguise, the makeup, and the mask, Shinichi could see Kaito for who he is. The Kaito who is mischievous, playful, cunning, and awe inspiring. Kaito shone under the lights, capturing his eyes even when he was not intending to.
When the music stopped, they stilled in a hugging position. Shinichi had an arm around Kaito's waist and another across his back. Kaito leaned into Shinichi's, with both his palms laying flat on the toned and muscular chest. Both were flushed and slightly panting. They were startled when a sound of applause suddenly erupted. Looking around, both had found they were the only ones on the dance floor, the previous three pairs had somehow left partway through their dance and were standing on the edge, clapping eagerly in appreciation. Shinichi's eyes widened, cheeks gaining colour as a shrill whistle was thrown into the applause. Kaito teased his detective with a poke of his fingers.
"Shy?" Kaito was smiling brightly. The only other time when he felt this elated was when he performed as KID to the world. This sense of achievement made him all the more to become a performer.
"Just not used to it..." Shinichi looked away, hiding his eyes by lowering his head, hoping to also hide the growing blush. Kaito chuckled softly before laying a shy kiss on the edge of Shinichi's lips.
"It was fun." He whispered, "should we go back?"
The decision was taken from them when above the applause rose Sonoko's voice, calling for an encore. Their other friends soon join in and not long after, the rest of the crowd.
"It seems no matter where we go and what we do, you'll always draw in people's attention." Shinichi commented as he looked to Kaito for an answer.
"Are you sure it's not because of you?" Kaito cocked his head to one side, "after all, you're an embodiment of light, drawing in the heavens and attracting everyone's gazes with your burning sapphire eyes."
Speechless, Shinichi nearly missed the beat of the next song. A Fox Trot, if he was correct. He hesitated, not sure if they should continue.
"One more? Then we can call it a night." Kaito smiled encouragingly. He was enjoying himself too much to let this end so soon. Seeing Shinichi nod in consent, they started their steps, taking them around the empty dance floor with their flowing ups and downs. They traversed the floor, gliding across the wooden planks like a swan on the waters. Halfway through, others join in and soon the dance floor became populated with earnest couples, at which point Kaito and Shinichi decided to bow out early and returned to the table.
"You're Shinichi aren't you?" Ran directed her gaze to the one sitting next to her, and she was correct in assuming.
"Kudo, never knew ya can dance. Should'a said somethin'." Hattori leaned across the tables.
"Is there someone you want to impress?" Kaito took this chance to tease the Osaka detective.
"Wha? No! There's no reason! Only I'm surprised!" Hattori continued to deny as a sound of laughter erupted. His companion, though, was the only one with a wistful look on her face.
"Shinichi-kun, Kuroba-kun," Sonoko forced the pair to say attention to her, "the two of you must come over to my place! You need to teach us!"
"Sonoko?" Shinichi looked perplexed.
"The way the two of you were moving on the floor, it's something that I need for my engagement party."
"WHAT?!" Everyone shouted at various level of shock and surprise.
"When did Kyogoku-san propose? We would have heard about it!" Ran exclaimed.
"It's not official yet, Makoto-san said he didn't have the ring so it's like a pre-proposal. But it still made me giddy! I mean it wasn't the most romantic of settings. Although knowing him, he'll try to make up do it later on..." Sonoko continued her rant.
Kaito caught the happiness in Shinichi's face when the girl recount the event. He couldn't help but press his lips on his cheeks, earning a startled look. He smiled as he leaned into his beloved detective, hugging the biceps tightly.
"If you're like this hearing about someone else's engagement, what about when I do propose to you?" Kaito noticed the flushed, speechless, face on Shinichi. A cross between shock and bliss, an adorable look that Kaito regret not being able to capture this very moment. 'No matter, I'll just have to make sure to set up the cameras correctly when the time comes.'
-TBC-
A/N: Sappy...how did this end up like this? I'm not one for the romance genre and yet, it seems my best writing when it has to do with romance... Anyways, a short Omake as consolation prize.
-OMAKE: Kidnapping-
"Oh Shinichi-kun~" The singing quality in the young heiress's voice should have sent Shinichi running. Yet, he kept his stance and stood still, carefully cradling his cup of after-meal coffee. Kaito had just left to grab his own cup of chocolate, which had Shinichi standing outside the dinning halls.
"Sonoko. You sound horrible like that." Shinichi admitted. Though he quickly surveyed the area for an exit route. Walking towards him, next to Sonoko, was Ran. Kazuha was approaching him from the right side and Sera from the left. Shinichi knew he was boxed in. "What do you think you girls are doing..."
"Shinichi-kun. Do you know what tonight is?" Shinichi thought he saw a coil of rope around Sonoko's hands. But it was gone in a blink of an eye. Frowning, he must have been hallucinating.
"Does it matter what night it is? It's just dinner..." Shinichi was edging towards the wall, hopefully putting some distance between him and the females. When his back bumped into the wall, he knew he was doomed.
"It's a couple's event and you're part of a couple. So you'll have to look the part." Sonoko snapped her finger and two bulky, heavily armed, bodyguards appeared from nowhere by Shinichi's sides. He gulped. "You have to dress formally for the event. And that's why we're starting so early!"
Shinichi shuddered. The girl was giddy and it scared him. He wondered if it was too late to call an emergency helicopter to fly Kyogoku back to the cruise ship just to spare himself of the upcoming torture.
"And we already have the perfect solution for you. Think of this as an early Christmas present from me."
"Whatever it is, I'm sure I can do without..." Shinichi's argument was weak. He was cornered without escape. But this does not mean he wasn't about to give up without a fight.
"Men. Take him to the room. We have lots to do." Sonoko instructed, to which the two bodyguards lifted Shinichi by the arms and proceeded to bodily take him away. Kaito arrived at that exact moment, with Sonoko gleefully smiling and his detective being hulled away.
"Kuroba-kun." Ran stepped in to do some damage control.
"Mouri-chan. Is there a particular reason why Shinichi is being carried away?" Kaito hoped it wasn't because he was hurt.
"Don't worry yourself." Sera stepped in to cover for Sonoko, just in case the magician decided to give chase. Besides, it was supposed to be a surprise.
"BaKaito!" Aoko shouted from behind. "Why did you just leave me standing with the drinks!"
"Really Ahoko? You couldn't shout at a better time?" Kaito grumbled as he ambled back towards his childhood friend. The other two females smirked. Their plan had actually worked. Aoko had managed to distract the magician somehow and they've captured themselves a detective. Now that the most difficult part was over, all that's left are the finalizing touches.
Kazuha waved by the elevators. One of them had just arrived. Akako was already waiting patiently inside. When everyone, barring Aoko, has boarded (Aoko texted saying she'll be up soon, after shaking Kaito off), Kazuha had to ask. "Think we can pull it through?"
"Is there doubt in my magic?" Akako produced a neatly wrapped package in the palm of her hands. "These will do the trick if the disguise fails."
The girls collectively snickered. Yes, tonight would be a night to remember. All they have to do is ensure camera's are set up in the correct place to capture the event.
-OMAKE (2): Dresses-
Shinichi glanced about for an escape. At Sonoko's insistence, the burly bodyguards had tied Shinichi to a chair, hands behind his back, which made breaking out of the bonds difficult. He could not reach the pocket knife in his pants nor use the shoe concealed knife. Even if he could somehow free himself from the rope, Sera had positioned herself in front of the door, chatting with Akako. Kazuha and Ran were preparing tea of all things, to the side of the room, gossiping all the way about desserts. The bodyguards were no where to be seen but Shinichi bets they are standing guard outside of the room. Sonoko had disappeared into the walk-in wardrobe the moment they entered the room and Shinichi was dreading what was to come.
"A little help!" Sonoko called out from the wardrobe. Together, the girls went to aid the young heiress, each bringing out dresses, shoes, shawls, stacks of small boxes, and a large vanity box, no doubt for makeup.
"Since you girls are going to get ready for the night, why not release me...?" Shinichi tries to reason.
The glint in the girls' eyes just became sharper, more sadistic, and was that amusement he detect in Ran's blue eyes?
"When's Aoko-chan coming over?" Ran asked as she helped pull a rack of dresses.
"She texted me, saying she'll go and pick up the mask before coming here." Akako browsed through the small boxes, taking out a few necklaces and a set of garnet earrings.
"Hey, how about this one?" Sonoko held up a low cut, baby blue dress, that exposes the shoulders. Shinichi stiffened at her voice.
"Wasn't Kudo-kun shot recently? There's probably scars." Sera was helping with sorting the dresses on the rack, pulling out an off-shoulder, midnight blue dress dress. "This colour would look nice wouldn't it?"
There was a knock on the door and Aoko stepped in. Shinichi could just make out the dark suits of the bodyguards before the door closed.
"Hey guys!" She held up the ribboned box that came into his and Kaito's shared room this morning. "Kaito was nosey and wanted to know why I'd take Kudo-kun's mask."
"And? What did you tell him?" Sonoko had this tone that said you didn't tell him did you?
"Nothing, I threatened him with fish and he quickly backed away." She fingered a few dresses. "Oh, Kaito would love these." She took a cocktail dress off the rack, dangling the hanger on her finger. The dress was flaired and had a slight poof to it.
"If we're talking about short dresses, I think this suits Shinichi better." Ran dangled a little black dress in front of Shinichi, as though trying to match it to his face. "See, the classic look is best for his features!"
"Stop talking about as though I'm not here! And would you girls please release me?" Shinichi renewed his struggles. It doesn't take a genius to guess what the girls are thinking.
"Oh, this is exquisite! Is it hand embroidered?" In Akako's hands was a ruby red Chinese styled dress with a large golden phoenix embroidered on the whole left side. It had a long slit up to the waist, showing lots of the wearer's leg. "Didn't Kuroba-kun seem to always admire legs?"
"That BaKaito is perverted that way! Why else would he flip Aoko's skirt." Aoko grumbled.
"Guys, this is getting nowhere..." Sonoko was frustrated, flipping through the row of dresses but still not seeing the vision.
"Maybe we should call an expert..." Ran offered, taking out the phone. The phrase cause Shinichi to widen his eyes.
"Shit! Ran. No! Don't you dare!" Shinichi shouted, hoping to snap his childhood friend out of her evil intent.
"But Shinichi. Your mother is a professional, and she knows you. She'll know what suits you best. And we have everything."
"Girls," Sonoko made the executive decision. "Gag him."
The rest of the girls advanced upon the poor detective. They somehow managed to find a roll of duct tape inside the room. Shinichi swore. 'Where's the murder when you need one!'
-OMAKE: END-
