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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
A/N: A bit short but I've been a bit busy lately (again...real life is somehow rearing its head). I haven't really proof read in detail for this chapte so there's bound to be errors.
First Mishap
The faraway bells chimed to signal the beginning of a new hour, the wind whistled loudly as they sped past. It was a perfect night for the Phantom to fly. The phone in his pocket had been vibrating non-stop since noon but Kaito ignored it, knowing it was his detective calling him. Shinichi had probably wanted to admonish him for being such an idiot for pulling a heist so hurriedly. He felt the brief moment of reprieve before his phone vibrated again.
"'Bocchama." The ever loyal Jii looked on worriedly from the sidelines. "Are you sure you should be pulling such a rushed heist?"
"It is a direct challenge to KID, of course I had to respond." Pulling out a large piece of black cloth, he wrapped himself and speed changed into the white uniform.
"But it is a clear trap. The heist location belongs to a known shell corporation of The Organisation. The gem, if there really is one and even if it is the Pandora, is not worth the risk. There has to be another way."
"There are always other ways but those require us to mobilize forces we don't trust. Shinichi's contact has yet to provide him with anything useful in terms of people, resource, or information. We're not going to involve the TMPD seeing as we don't know how far their hands stretch." KID adjusted his top-hat as he walked the inner perimeter on the roof. "Neither of us can trust the PSB and Vermouth's employers are more keen on observing than helping. We don't have the leverage or information to do much damage to The Organisation yet. KID our best method."
"What would Shinichi-kun say when he finds out you're being reckless?" The old man was literally wringing his hands in worry.
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" He threw over his mobile phone. It was nearly the scheduled time and the winds were finally in his favour. He did not wait for a reply and jumped over the edge before snapping his glider open. Letting out a customary laugh to inform the crowd KID had arrived, he proceeded to pull off his first magic trick of the evening.
As lights shone onto his white silhouette, he pressed a switch on his person to let out a cloud of smoke, which changed colour as it lingered in the air. Seconds later, KID's silhouette split into seven, which in itself wasn't that much of a surprise as it was a trick he often employed, but they had actually been colour coded making them so distinctly not the 'Original' KID.
KID could faintly hear the bellows of Nakamori-keibu. He had to stop himself from snickering when the KIDs morphed into tiny butterflies before converging at a singular location on the railings of the upper gallery overlooking the gem's display case. With another bellow of smoke, a crystalline statue of KID glittered in the glowing lights before cracking and melting into a puddle staining the ground. As the statue melted, the flesh form of KID emerged.
"Good evening gentlemen." KID tipped his hat from his position on the railing.
"KID!" The bellow accompanied by the stampede of police issued boots were like music to KID's ears. KID laughed in response as he took a step into the space overlooking the display case. Walking casually as though there were a series of steps leading KID down. The police have crowded around the railings, watching KID perform his stunt.
"Tsk tsk." KID tutted once he arrived on the floor below. There were only 2 persons on the display floor. "A fabulous evening my dear detectives. It's nice to know you two are not as easily fooled."
"Kaitou KID, you are never the type to make such short announcements." Hakuba brandished his pair of handcuffs. "However, rushed jobs are often riddled with mistakes."
"Tantei-san, don't you know? We phantom thieves never does things without reason. All the mistakes you catch would have been intentional." KID made a backflip and landed gracefully on the glass case. "What about you Meitantei-san? You were always more active than this."
Shinichi frowned, "and you KID, should know better than to provoke a sleeping dragon."
"I see neither of you as a dangerous dragon but fair princesses." With a snap of fingers, both detectives were adorned with a wig of longer hair but same shade as their own. On the top laid a small fake jewel encrusted tiara. "Now you look the part."
Hakuba tries, in vain, to tear off the wig but it was very much stuck.
"Tell me it's not permanent." He muttered before lunging at the thief, hair fluttering behind like a cape.
"I'll be nice and tell you, though only if you can lay a hand on me." KID teased, lifting the should be locked case.
"When...?" Hakuba's mouth dropped opened. The thief had touched the case only once, and that was landing on his feet, not touching with hands. "You'll not get away with this." He made an attempt at snapping on the pair of handcuffs on those white gloved wrists.
"Hmm...not really all that comfortable." KID commented with a finger to his chin. The other hand was busy throwing the gem up in the air, moonlight glinting off its facets. "These should be better." Another snap and another burst of smoke, Hakuba now held in his hands something that were definitely not standard issued. Next to him, the Eastern Detective choked back a laugh.
"Why you...!" Hakuba growled, throwing the pair of fluffy pink handcuffs at KID's direction.
"Let me return this favour." KID managed to catch the cuffs in mid air before launching it back at the detectives' direction. Hakuba and Shinichi threw their hands up synchronously, allowing the cuffs to snap onto their own wrist. "Now you two are a nice pair of princesses with matching bracelets~"
Shinichi did not hesitate to move his remaining hand towards the belt buckle. The Professor had (finally) made an adult version to more of Conan's gadgets and Shinichi finally had the excuse to test this one. Launching a soccer ball towards KID (and making doubly sure to aim just so it would skim the skin on his cheeks) he did not even hesitate or pull back his power (there really was no need for Shinichi to wear those kick enhancing shoes anymore. His own kick could easily render people unconscious). KID ducked away in time to feel the heat on his cheeks because of the friction.
"What a feisty princess. Should I bind your legs as well?"
Shinichi could practically feel the leer even as the shadows cast by the top hat obscured much of KID's facial expression.
"But alast, I must leave your hospitable company." With a flourishing bow, and a flock of doves, KID disappeared into seemingly thin air. But the detectives know better.
"Do you have the keys for the handcuffs Hakuba?" Shinichi tugged at the metallic bands. They weren't hard to escape from but he'd rather use the keys instead of trying to pick his way out. It would raise too many unwanted questions from his fellow detective if he showed such skills.
KID snickered, knowing he had a small head start in the chase. He figured his detectives would be free in under a minute. But there were more surprises in wait for them at the corridors. KID had designed it so to avoid his detectives from getting into a scuffle should those from The Organisation appear in front of KID. This way, at least KID could make sure his policy of no one getting hurt could be followed.
Rounding another corner towards the stairs, he finally heard rushed footsteps. These weren't the heavy boots from his Task Force, whom he figured would be stuck at the string contraption at the stairs between the display and the upper gallery. Rather they were sounds of footsteps in tandem. Not long after, if heard a rather inventive string of English words spoken with a British accent followed by some squishy noise echoing through the empty hallways. KID knew it was Hakuba who stepped onto the first trap. The slim should act as a deterrent for his detectives to slow their chase.
Running up the stairs two at a time, KID heard more inventive curses, most in English but there were a few in Japanese, no doubt contributed by his favourite detective. KID knew his Meitantei had triggered several traps but the colourful-ness of the language suggests he was not hit with any. The footsteps were, in fact, much louder by now. Signalling his detectives had not taken hint to slow down.
"Detectives." KID muttered to himself as he shook his head. There was a fond smile on his lips. "They never can take a hint and leave it. Always have to chase after things."
"KID!" The detectives shouted synchronously from the landing below. It seemed his detectives were much close than KID thought. He had to change his strategy a bit.
"Why Tantei-san, you're looking quite colourful this evening, matching well with your hair." KID noticed the Meitantei had tied the long hair back whereas Tantei-san left it trailing behind his back. "You could probably use some pointers about your hair from Meitantei-san."
Hakuba growled vocally in response, footsteps never slowing for a second.
"By the sounds you're making, perhaps you really are a wolf in a princess disguise." KID chuckled. "It could only be the reason why you're so violent in your methods."
"Then shouldn't that be me? After all, I do have a habit of launching random objects at you." Shinichi kicked a small object into KID's direction. It hissed and sputtered, emitting a small spray of smoke near the ground. Small sparks flew brightly before it burnt out itself and remained stationary.
"And that was...?" KID emerged from behind his cape that he used to shield whatever that little sound ball was supposed to do.
"Hm...seems like I need to tell the Professor to go back to the drawing board." He ignored the general sweat drop from the other two.
Hakuba snapped back into the moment and rushed up the staircase. KID turned into the closest corridor, running its length, and took the furthest staircase to continue his journey up. Both detectives were hot on his tail once more.
"And the chase is on!" KID shouted with a maniac laugh that trailed off into the distance. He was just stepping onto the first flight of steps when a strange sound alerted him. It did not sound like his traps being set off. Rather, it was more like a small marbles hitting plaster. There were resulting crackles of falling rocks at which KID peeked out through the fire escape door.
Shinichi had just tackled Hakuba to the side as the rain of plaster and bits of concrete fell close to them. He maneuvered them towards the base of the window, in the blind spot of their sniper.
"They never give up do they?" Shinichi muttered to himself, surveying the surroundings. He was quite sure KID had left some smoke traps on this floor but the question was could he trigger them without falling into the path of the snipers.
"It seems to be quite a regular occurrence, these shootings." Hakuba looked inquisitively at the Eastern Detective. "Maybe you can shed a bit light to this?"
Shinichi sighed, he had been hoping this wasn't a set up on The Organisation's part. He really need to ream Kaito out for this heist breves everything was over.
"Hakuba, you're a good detective and a good friend. Which is why I'm going to tell you not to try and pursue this further since you haven't been marked by those targeting KID and have yet to come across the people responsible. However, I hope you will heed my warning that should you ever come across shady characters dressed entirely in black, leave and not draw attention to yourself."
"Are they responsible for current happenings?" Hakuba rummaged his pockets for something to help them in their current predicament. "A...criminal gang perhaps?" After going through his jacket, he located a small compact mirror that he quickly used to check the reflection of beyond the window, hoping to acting a glimpse of the glint from a sniper scope.
"Something of the sort." Shinichi raised am eyebrow, curious as to why Hakuba would ad carrying a mirror in the first place. Hakuba picked up on the query.
"Kuroba." He stated, as though it would answer everything.
And in a sense, it did. Shinichi managed to understand that to mean that because Kaito had a habit of pulling pranks, the blond detective had taken to carry around a mirror to check what colour he had been dyed to or whether he was wearing anything extra embarrassing (it was a given that the magician's pranks were embarrassing as it is, the question was to what degree).
The reflection merely showed the dark sky and shadowed skyline. Shinichi wished he brought along the glasses for this heist but the Professor had wanted to do some upgrades to them.
"Any thoughts?" Hakuba turned the mirror slowly, eyes glued towards the silver surface. He was about to move the mirror away when it caught sight of a small glint. Instantly, the mirror shattered in his hands. Bits of glass flew about and some parts of the mirror made its wan into the blond detective's hands. "Shit!"
Shinichi was quick to react, pulling out a handkerchief (bright pink,tapparently Kaito managed to sabotage his wardrobe again) to start stemming the flow of blood. It wasn't too much that you mean life threatening, but it was still concerning. He tied the fabric tightly after making sure the larger pieces of shattered glass and plastic were cleared away.
"Do you think you can still carry on the chase?"
"It's only my hand. There wasn't much of a alone loss. I can continue." Hakuba tested his hand, grateful it was not too painful.
"Good, because that idiot had left his phone to his assistant. Someone needs to inform him and make sure he stays alive." Shinichi crawled back towards the direction they came in, away from where KID escaped to.
"Where are you going?" Hakuba was about to reach to tug him back.
"Try and capture that shooter." Shinichi dismissed the outstretched hand. "Go, the quicker you inform him, the quicker I'll have backup."
Hakuba nodded, knowing not only KID but Nakamori-keibu would have to ad informed as well. "Stay safe."
Waving backwards, Shinichi crept slowly, sticking to the shadows. It might not ad the best plan to handle this alone but seeing as they have no resource or personnel, he would have to make this trip.
KID swore softly when he saw Shinichi crawling away, knowing full well that the detective was going to try capturing the sniper on his own. Maybe if he were to draw life's attention back towards KID, then the detective may have a better chance. Nodding to no one in particular, KID resumed his dash to the roof to make his grand escape.
-TBC-
