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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(-ish?)

A/N: A tad bit short...


First Confirmation

Kaito carefully weight the chemicals set out before him on the dinning table. He was a bit short on smoke bombs and buying them would raise too many questions, even with the excuse of being a magician. It was a delicate operation but still considered safe enough to be done within the confines of their apartment.

"Kaito." Shinichi's voice filtered in from the bedroom. "Have I ever chained you up?"

"Not really. At least not on purpose I believe. You did trap me for a brief period of ten minutes inside Yuusaku-san's lair." Kaito's concentration was more on the scales in front than on the conversation with his detective.

"Then have I ever placed you under house arrest?" Annoyance was thick in Shinichi's voice.

"Not officially. Though you did become quite creative, and nearly inhumane I might add, when I was shot and you tried to keep me to the bed." Carefully, Kaito poured the powdered substances into the small compartmentalized capsules that would only active when it receives a shock. "If only you realise that just having you lying down next to me would have been enough." Kaito tagged on with a whimsical tone.

"Then pray tell me, why am I handcuffed to the bed with no option of escaping or release until you deemed it OK to let me go?" It seems to be taking all of his detective's self control to not yell out in frustration. The chains rattled as Kaito assumes his detective was struggling and trying to make a point.

"Because my Dear, you were trying to escape." Placing the finished capsules carefully to the side of the table, making sure they would not roll away and suddenly engulf them in smoke, Kaito sauntered towards the restrained detective. "That and because it's fun to see you at my mercy." Kaito trailed a finger down Shinichi's face and bare chest. His fingernails scraped along the neck, tickling his detective. Shinichi shuddered involuntarily.

"I wasn't escaping and there's no where to escape to, I was only trying to get the mail and the morning's paper." Shinichi rattled the metallic chains harder. He tried to move away but with the way he was restrained, the best he could do was turn his head.

"But you sneaked away when I was in the showers." Kaito pouted his lips, trying to act innocent. He leaned over to blow air across Shinichi's exposed ear, going as far as nipping on the soft flesh, all the while keeping a KID-like grin on his face. The nipping escalated, borderline blood-drawing and Shinichi held back the forming hiss. Kaito seemed to ignore Shinichi's possible pain and moved his nipping towards the jaws. His hands wandered underneath the shirt, pushing the fabric upwards and bunching it above the pectorals and had all but forced the material into Shinichi's mouth. His detective struggled and tossed his head wildly only to be caught at the jaws by forceful hands.

"Kaito! Stop your character rehearsal for that play the theater club had you starring in and release me! It's disturbing with you as a deranged, psychopathic spouse who had a possessive streak! I've faced enough psychopaths in my everyday life and I really don't want your face associated with it!" The retaliation that Shinichi had was to somehow launch the throw pillow next to him towards Kaito's face. Kaito skillfully dodged the projectile with ease, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud.

"Why must you ruin the fun Love?" Kaito released Shinichi from his hold to open the bedside drawers to fetch the key for unlocking the handcuffs.

"How would you feel when you suddenly wake up from a nap to find yourself locked to the bed?" Sitting back up, Shinichi grabbed the pillow next to him to throw at Kaito's face again. This time it made its mark.

"I would wonder what sorts of internet sites you've been browsing in your free time again. Last time had me swinging from chains and nets." Kaito returned the cuffs and key back into the drawers, knowing they were the standard issued from the Police. They must have wanted Shinichi to have some way to apprehend the criminals he comes across daily without having to resort to easily breakable ropes and ties. Another action on their part to claim Shinichi as one of their own.

Shinichi blushed at the mention of the last incident at the Kudo Mansion.

"Besides, I want to do you justice. The theater club was overjoyed when you agreed to write the script. I'm not about to let some shoddy acting to ruin it." Kaito tried to leap over to hug his detective but swift movement by Shinichi had Kaito collapsing onto the bed instead. Kaito turned to pout at his detective's actions, to which said detective smiled affectionately with a tinge of amusement in his eye. "It's your debut work, I want it to be perfect."

"Why anyone would want to perform a mystery-crime themed play for a charity event is beyond me." Shaking his head, Shinichi moved to sit at the edge of the bed furthest away from Kaito's reach. "And why did they insist I write their script?"

"Because your father is an author, your mother is an actress, and you've seen more real life crime than they have watched crime drama. That and because you're famous." Kaito stretched himself out like a cat, fingers barely reaching Shinichi's thighs. Kaito wiggled his fingers hoping to tickle his detective but said appendage moved away even further as Shinichi crossed his legs. His detective flicked Kaito's forehead.

"Famous. I'd rather not for the time being. Maybe when the whole Organisation debacle is over, I would welcome it." Shinichi sighed, resting an elbow on is thighs as he flicked at Kaito's forehead again with some amusement. "What are you trying to do now."

"Entertain you." Kaito flipped himself to lie on his back instead of his stomach, reaching up to pull his detective's face down for a kiss. Their moment was interrupted by Shinichi's vibrating phone. Kaito had the urge to smash the flimsy device.

"Stop exaggerating." Shinichi placated Kaito with a quick touch of lips before reaching for the phone. The playful smile turned into a scowl.

There were very few people who could elicit such a reaction from Shinichi. Kaito could count the types of people on his hand; criminals, his parents (though that would normally hold a tinge of fondness), and stubborn officials. Seeing as Vermouth contacted them not long ago, their parents had called this morning to check up on them, this left only one person.

"Fujie?" Kaito was graced with a grimace. He promptly sat up and scooted over to hug his detective from behind. Resting his chin on the slim shoulders and leaned to place an ear to listen in on the conversation.

"Director Fujie." Shinichi addressed with a crisp voice.

"Kudo Shinichi-kun, have you heard from your informant lately? Or have you been approached by them recently?" Fujie asked smoothly, annoying Kaito greatly. At least they had the decency to call ahead instead of storming into their home. Kaito liked to think KID made an impression.

"Is there something you need from me?" There was no use beating around the bushes. Shinichi dislodged Kaito to lean over to pull away the curtains covering the window over the bed. He was correct to assume the Fujie to have sent transport over. There was a dark Sedan parked in front of their building. Kaito was quick to latch back onto Shinichi and peered out, giving the driver a jolly wave to acknowledge their presence. Three seconds later, and a white blur, came a shrill scream. Kaito let out a semi deranged grin, matching the one on Shinichi's face.

"If you and your partner would be so kind to visit our office, we have your transport outside." There was hint that refusal was not an option but Kaito never did like playing by someone else's rules so he pulled the phone away from Shinichi's ears. When his detective was about to complain, he pressed his lips for a deep kiss, eliciting involuntary moans. Kaito could feel the embarrassment radiating from the other end of the phone.

Shinichi cuffed Kaito on the head when they broke for air. The other end of the kind was silent, to a point where it was painful to hear.

"We'll be there in a bit." Kaito chirped merrily, ignoring the glare from Shinichi. He quickly disconnected the line and focused his attention on the annoyed stare. "Now Love, I believe we have a bit more time to ourselves."

"Seriously?" Shinichi looked it him incredulously. Kaito only chuckled, knowing full well Shinichi was not in the mood. After all, he knew it must be important if the Director was willing to call ahead.

"Only teasing you Love. I do have my head screwed on right." Kaito jumped back to gather supplies just in case. He made a quick call to Jii to let him know, and to ask the elder man to pass on the information to their parents.

"Sometimes, I'll never know if you're sane..." Shinichi shook his head with amusement before readying himself.

They took their time, savoring a cup of freshly brewed coffee before heading to meet with their ride. Upon seeing their driver, Shinichi had to let out a soft chuckle for the man had been tie-dyed into a multitude of colours from hair to shoes. Shinichi quirked a questioning eyebrow at Kaito who replied with a mischievous grin.

The were driven quickly towards the recognizable structure to meet with their currently least favourite law enforcement unit.

"So glad the two of you could make it today." Fujie's voice hinted anything but pleasure at their tardiness. Neither detective or magician paid any note towards him.

"Was there something in particular you needed from us?" Shinichi sat down at the nearest seat to the door of the conference room. He noticed how some agents had decided to station themselves outside the door, as though to prevent their escape (not that it would ad possible should they wish to leave. After all, no one has been able to catch KID so why would anyone be able to catch his civilian identity).

"Not too long ago, we've received some rumours about you being associated with a particular person of interest." He stated as he leaned back on his leather armchair.

"You mean a criminal." Shinichi can speculate where this conversation might lead to. Taking a glance at Kaito sitting next to him, though it was more like the magician was sprawling on the chair, Shinichi wondered what was the purpose of Kaito being here. "You want me to expose to you my information source." There were not many reasons for Fujie wanting to meet with him.

"For mutual benefit of course." Fujie took out a cardboard folder and slide it across the tabletop. Shinichi flipped it open to see the contents were a series of pictures. They were all in very low resolution that looks as though they were taken from a distance then later on zoomed in to reveal the participants. Though, even with the grainy texture, Shinichi could recognise the landscape being the little clearing behind a shrine. It indicated the pictures to have been taken during their meeting with Vermouth. Shinichi surmised Fujie's reason for calling both of them over was because they were both present in the meeting. It was possible that Fujie wanted to see if he can interrogate some information out of Kaito (and Shinichi would love to see him try to pry information out of Kaito without having to go insane himself).

"You have been tailing us then. Surely you would know what we've discussed so there really is no need for us to be here." Shinichi made a motion to leave but he distinctly heard the doors being locked. A peek behind showed shadowy figures rearranged themselves around the frosted glass wall. "I hope you would not be forcing me to reduce to threats." Shinichi leaned back into his seat, if there's one thing that both KID and Kaito had taught him is that presentation is always the key, even if you have no clue of the situation. He chanced a glance at Kaito, who seemed extremely relaxed. His magician lifted a delicate eyebrow to silently question whether he should plan their escape. Shinichi gently shook his head, there was something bothering him with the way the Director was acting and he intended to find out.

"I can assure you that we have not infringed on you privacy, we were merely trying to ensure both of your safety. However, seeing as we did have surveillance on your meeting with someone suspicious, I do hope you wouldn't mind telling us what was discussed. Just to make sure you weren't under threat." Fujie made their actions sound so logical that it was difficult for them to refute without sounding like whinny teens.

"Then I'm sure you won't mind sharing what information you have also picked up because otherwise you would not have requested us to be here for something so trivial as meeting with our own informant." Shinichi countered, he would not relent his stance and he was still slightly miffed at how the Director looks to them like they didn't know better. This was another reason why he disliked dealing with the PSB.

"Of course." Fujie said with genuine cordiality. Shinichi briefly wondered if their working relationship would forever be like this. It was tiresome to always negotiate for little tidbits of information. Sighing, Shinichi relayed the filtered information to Fujie, taking care to leave out the parts involving KID and the Pandora gem.

"So in short, we know this Key is a dangerous and powerful tool." Shinichi concluded, throat a little parched after the Q&A session. Kaito noticed this and produced a clear bottle of water from out of nowhere, much to the distaste of Fujie. The Director can forever wonder how Kaito manages to sneak things pass security. "Now your turn Director. What can you tell us?"

"We have intercepted information about an upcoming weapons trade. A week from now, the power houses of the underground will gather to vie for more power, and possibility weapons. We believe the Key may be one of the few things being exchanged." The reluctance to reveal such information was clear in his voice. But even Fujie understood the concept and need for this exchange between them.

"I assume you have the place and time? No doubt you were planning to send in your own men to infiltrate and maybe extract any harmful weapons should there be any." Shinichi was disturbed. Vermouth had not mentioned this and there had been no followup messages from the woman either. Something was not right.

Fujie handed the information over in another sheet of paper. Both Shinichi and Kaito took a look to memorize the information before passing back. It only contained an address and a small list of participant. Neither were able to recognise any names, though it was likely that these were all aliases or nicknames.

"It would be wise if the two of you could stay out of the area for the next week or so. We do not want any mishaps. The two of you are, after all, quite important in our ongoing investigation."

Shinichi hid the frown beneath his polite mask, though some discontent still showed around the edges. "Then we should leave you to your work then. No need to show us out, we know the way."

Only when they were both outside the building and on the busy train, as they've refused the offer of being driven back, did Shinichi let out the tension he had been holding and sank into Kaito.

Kaito let his detective lean onto his chest, taking care to wrap an arm around the slim waist to prevent Shinichi from falling over in the crowed train car.

"I assume you want to go?" Kaito nuzzle at the side of Shinichi's face as he kept his voice low for this particular conversation. There was no telling if the Director had sent any tails on their way. "Even though it sounds dangerous."

"I thought you like danger." Shinichi placed his own hand over Kaito's. The magician realised how unsettled his detective was and gave a comforting kiss on the cheeks.

"I do, but I don't like risks. Too many unpredictable factor. But you will let me plan on our infiltration won't you." Kaito held tighter onto the waist as people bustled out of the car, knocking them about. "You're not planning to go without me are you?"

"You've made it clear that I shouldn't act on my own many times, if the chaining to bed were any indications." A wry smile appeared on both their faces. They do think alike then.

"Good because you do not want to know what I have in store if you really decided to go by yourself." The smile on Kaito's face morphed into a mischievous kind. "Now what should we have for dinner tonight?"

"I hope that wasn't a lead into saying you'd rather have dessert first." Shinichi poked Kaito at the nose tip. He was used to the sudden changes of topics, especially if Kaito felt there were any dangerous individuals around who can eavesdrop into their conversation.

"You know me too well Love." Kaito kissed Shinichi on the lips. "Let's have takeout today."

Kaito's hands continued to tease Shinichi's waist, to which his detective began to squirm. It seems to Shinichi that Kaito was merely doing this, the sudden change in conversation, just to have some fun.

"Carry on like this and you'll be sleeping on the couch." Shinichi warned but the voice was lacking in heat.

Kaito's grin widened. "Was that a dare I hear? Did you remember what happened last time you dared me?" He knew it was inappropriate but how could he pass up the chance to see blushes forming on Shinichi's cheeks. He had always loved the colours.

"Kaito."

"Don't fret. I'm not going to do anything here. It's too public and I still don't like sharing that particular side of you to the world." Kaito leaned his head on the crook of Shinichi's neck. Anything he wanted to do will have to wait until they were back in their apartment.

-TBC-