-FIRSTS-
Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
Warning II: MATURE CONTENT (-ish)
First Discovery
KID carefully slipped out of the service entrance, gently closing the heavy doors so not a sound was made. Padding over to the center of the roof silently, not that there would be anyone to hear him, he took a quick look at the surroundings to make sure there are no nasty surprises. He could hear the 'KID chant' clearly from his fans below, the rustling of fabric caused by his cape, and the distant humming of traffic with the occasional honk of horn for being stuck in said traffic (also caused by the hoard of fans milling about the areas close to the heist building). Not wanting to risk being too close to the edge, he walked a brief few steps just enough for him to do a sprinting dive if there was a need for a quick escape.
KID took out tonight's gem, a purple Alexandrite set into a necklace that would probably break more necks than making the wearer look beautiful. Holding it up towards the full moon, he peered at the center to wait for a change in colour. He had high hopes seeing as this was probably a trap for KID and those of The Organisation would not risk using some fake or low quality gem as bait in case KID saw through their ploy too easily (it was a given that the setup would be easily seen through).
However, his examination was disrupted by a loud bang from behind. Quickly, he hid the gem and replaced it with his card gun, aiming at the service entrance. The newcomer bent over, hands on his knees, as he panted and huffed as though regaining his breath.
"KID, you're not going to be escaping from me tonight." Accented Japanese clearly transmitted itself towards KID even with the winds blaring in the background.
KID scrutinized the frazzled Hakuba in front of him, looking from head to toe then back to check for injuries. The impeccable suit to the clean blond hair was enough to set KID into action as he shot a warning towards the supposed detective.
"Who are you?" The card embedded itself on the walk behind. "What have you done to my detectives?"
"What are you talking about KID...?"
KID pulled the trigger again, firing a card this time closer to slicing the skin on his cheeks.
"You're not Vermouth, the job is too sloppy for her style. Now, I'll ask you nicely again, where are my detectives?" KID all but growled out in anger. "You're missing quite a lot of details in this impersonation."
"Ah, I must admit this isn't one of my skills." His opponent reached beneath his collar. "I had to have it applied on me."
KID wasn't going to tell the person in front that it wasn't the face that gave him away, but it was his manners. Hakuba would have never shown his weakness in front of KID (come to think of it, none of his detectives would show the such weakness, save for maybe the Meitantei. He probably trusted KID a bit too much since the beginning).
KID held back his stare as the person ripped his mask away, somewhat surprised that the blond hair was natural. He sneered as he recognised the face belonging that to an annoying arachnid.
"Decided to make an appearance once more Spider?" KID taunted. "You were luckily last time."
Spider shrugged, dislodging some of the padding around the suit that were discarded just as quickly.
"Last time I had a specific task, this time I'm here for my own revenge."
Which probably means he wasn't acting on orders. It could be advantageous for KID and he was not about to pass up the opportunity to have the man captured and extract his own brand of vengeance.
"A sore loser then." KID was regretting slightly on leaving his phone with Jii, he was sure the two elder Kudo would want to have their way with the man. 'Guess I'll just have to double my efforts then.'
"Merely wanting to repay you and your partner for the generosity." Spider replied in kind, circling KID at the same time.
KID turned to make sure he was never exposing his back towards Spider. He had initially wanted to mimic Spider's action and circle around the man, to make it less feeling like a predator trapping its prey, but that would expose KID towards the unknown shooter. His current position is the safest seeing as there were no high-rise in the immediate vicinity. He was at a blind spot from the one taller building on the back and the rest were too low to be considered as sniping points. He would have to hold his ground and wait.
"Do you think I'll fall into the same trap again?" KID asked, carefully counting the meters until Spider would set off a pre-set trap that was intended for his detectives.
"No, you're too smart. However, you would be more concerned with your detectives would you not? They are my bargaining chips tonight." It seemed Spider had read KID's mind. "Worry not for now, they are safe."
"Your words are hardly reassuring Spider. You who only think of yourself and no one else." On instinct, KID shot in Spider's direction and managed to detonate the smoke bomb in mid-air that Spider had been palming. KID could faintly smell the sickening sweetness that often accompanies the sleeping agent. "Recycling old tricks?"
"I'm not that particular as to which trick I use as long as I get to my goal. Unlike you, I'm not striving to become a target for hidden shadows."
"Oh? Are you saying you broke off from your beneficiary? And possibly hiding from them?" All the more reason to capture Spider and use him as a source of information. Three more steps and he could spring the trap.
"A sojourn during the transfer of position." Spider shrugged as smoke gathered at his feet. KID fired another shot at the small glint of sliver on the ground. Spider smirked. "You have very good eyes."
"Like I said, I won't be falling into the same trap."
Spider whipped out his own firearm and pointed in KID's direction.
"But you're not reading your environment KID. A big mistake." The grin on Spider's face was that of pure satisfaction when KID winced and flinched slightly at the sight.
KID took a measured step back, feet ready to react at the slightest twitch of the finger. Just as they entered a stalemate, KID heard a whistling sound followed by a grunt from Spider.
KID widened his grin as Spider took that last step. "And you should pay more attention to your surroundings."
Before Spider could react, KID fired his gun towards the hidden mechanism, releasing a sticky substance that came pouring across the floor. Spider took a step back, only to become tangled in a mess of mesh and netting. Coloured smoke erupted from the edges of the building and the crowd below cheered with enthusiasm. KID walked over the the tangled limbs, careful to avoid the surrounding liquid, before spraying a can of sleeping gas at the struggling Spider.
"Fitting for a spider to be caught in a web." Spider laid sprawled and tangled in an unconscious heap. He kicked away the gun to the furthest corner just in case the man was pretending to have fallen into the trap.
KID stared at the thin layer of blood flowing from the hand that held the gun. Clearly, someone had the skills to shoot Spider from the singular building tall enough for the job. He hoped that this particular someone was not an enemy. Just as KID began to formulate his escape, the service entrance opened with a bang. KID reacted, jumped back and away from Spider, to his original safe spot.
"You're under arrest Kaitou KID!" Hakuba brandished another set of handcuffs. He looked slightly ruffled and unkempt, with his shirt dislodged and hair in a mess. There where splotches of blue and orange ink on the shoulders and jacket front, all from triggering the various traps set by KID.
KID grinned.
"Tantei-san, you have finally decided to grace me with your presence?" KID waited as he peered behind the lone detective. "And where is Meitantei-san?" He had a tint of concern in his voice.
"Kudo is out chasing our sniper but has left me the duty of capturing you." Hakuba looked between KID and the lump on the side. His eyes widened marginally as he recognised the figure. "Is that...?"
"Spider, otherwise known as Gunter von Goldberg." KID dramatically gestured. "I'm afraid you missed all the action."
"Urg." Hakuba messaged his forehead. "I'll call in the inspector. You...make your escape or something. I don't want to explain why I had to let you go." Hakuba turned back towards the service entrance and closed the door behind him. KID snickered as he heard Hakuba speak in hushed tones. As KID's eyes once again rested onto Spider's form, he could not help how the edges of his mouth quirk upwards.
Rubbing his gloved hands, and checking for his supplies, KID could not wait to bring his designs to fruition.
"Ah, the infinite possibilities." KID decided to make his prior promises he made in the dining room of the Kudo Manor come to life.
When Hakuba next reentered the roof area, KID had already left. But Spider, who was left behind, had managed to change colour. The once-blond hair is now multi-colour, face sporting a tattoo (or henna, Hakuba was quite sure KID did not have a tattoo kit on him no matter the types of things the magician-thief always pull off), and having spontaneously changed outfit into a pink maid costume. On the floor were Polaroids, all of Spider in his current getup and a few that showed the process of transformation. Beside the photos was a hand written note and a matching florescent pink blindfold.
Lock him tight and lock him good. Someone will contact you to bring him to his special cell where he would remain. The ink should be dried the moment you finished reading the note, blindfold him for me will you?
There was a KID caricature beneath, a neat drawing compared to the hastily scribbled note. Hakuba pocketed the note and reached for the blindfold. He was not stupid and knew the skills of the captured man to be bothersome. Though why did it have to be pink? (Hakuba groaned when he realised the captured man also smelled disturbingly sweet, KID must have dosed him with extra sleeping gas).
Once Hakuba was sure Spider would not be moving any time soon (he handcuffed the man and used the nearby rope to tie him up just in case. Hakuba had enough experience with magicians to know they can easily escape and the more binds they were under, the harder it would be, which would give Hakuba and the police the opportunity to catch the man should there be the need), he called the Eastern Detective on phone.
"Kudo? KID helped capture Spider." Hakuba kept glancing between the unconscious figure and the service entrance, impatient for the Task Force to show up.
"Good. I thought he might." The sound from the other side echoed in the speaker. "Were there any further complications?"
"Were you expecting any?" Hakuba didn't bother to wait for an answer, knowing the detective had always expected the worst to happen. "Where are you?"
"Two blocks away from the heist building. I believe to be the 21st floor but I lost count after hitting my head in the struggle by a stairwell."
"Kuroba is going to make my life hell if he knew about this. He'll accuse me of leaving you to dangerous situations when I had been right there beside you." Hakuba was sure the magician would set up some sort of humiliating prank sometime in the following weeks. Maybe he could take a leave of absence for his lessons, perhaps another visit of England is in order.
The detective at the other end laughed. "You're injured yourself as well. If anything, he'll see it as a personal failure at not upholding his motto."
"Serves him right for not thinking correctly and rushing things. He should have at least tried to listen to your opinions." Hakuba huffed and stepped out of the way when the police to arrive, many of which grinning maniacally. It must be a change to see someone caught in KID's antics rather than befalling onto them. "Have you called the police or should I ask Nakamori-keibu to send his men over?"
"Division One is on its way. This time only the trusted officers. I don't want a repeat of last time."
"You and me both." Hakuba remembered hearing about the sniper's escape, something to do with one of the officers being an insider and letting the culprit away. He looked on as the officers heaved the unconscious man up and hauling him down the stairs, considering the same possibility happening to Spider. Shaking his head, he figured it would probably be safe seeing as it was the Task Force members handling Spider. Hakuba had to wince when one of the officer slipped and let Spider trip and fall on his head. "So I'll be seeing you at the police headquarters? I'm sure you want to listen in to the interrogation. I might be asking the superintendent to pull in some external party for the interrogation."
"MI6." There was a genuine smuggness in the tone. "And possibly the ICPO I'm sure."
"I don't even want to know how you knew I work with those people." It was at times like these that he had to admit Kudo Shinichi was the better detective.
Laughter echoed in the speaker once more, punctuated by a short bleep of am incoming call.
"I'll talk to you later. That would be Kaito on hold." Without waiting for Hakuba's reply, the other end disconnected leaving him with the usual beeping tone. Shaking his head again, Hakuba wondered how the Eastern Detective always knew these things, what people did and when they'll call. It was as though said detective was psychic. 'Then again, he probably is following closely to the Holmes' school of deduction.'
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Kaito tapped his feet impatiently as he waited for his call to connect through. He had previously paced the length of the police cordon, glancing up every now and then for some sort of a sign, but now decided to settle close to he entrance. The crowd were still here even as KID had flown away some 10 minutes ago, a triangular shape in the distance, and they were still posing for selfies with the building or the disappearing KID in the background. When his call picked up, Kaito had to bite back his shout.
"Shinichi! What took you so long to pick up?" Kaito did not bother to hide the worry in his voice.
"Sorry, sorry. I was on the other line with Hakuba." His detective apologized. "Didn't mean to worry you."
Kaito humphed in reply. "So? Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up."
"If you're at the heist building entrance, walk around to the back..."
"Don't tell me you're with a sniper." Kaito groaned. Trust his detective to end up at the most dangerous location. "I'm coming over now. Are you injured?"
There was hesitation from the other end of the phone.
"Shinichi..." Kaito sighed. "How bad?"
"A bump to the head. Nothing serious."
"We're stopping at the hospital before we go to the station." Kaito ordered. "You might have a hard skull but I want to make sure you're not getting a concussion or amnesia from this."
"Have I ever told you that you worry too much?" There was a sense of fondness in the voice, something that stirred warmth inside Kaito's chest.
"A couple of times." Kaito neared the entrance of the other building. He made a guess at the correct floor, the most probably floor for a sniping, and jabbed at the button on the elevator. "Though you're just as bad as me when I'm the one in danger."
"No wonder we ended up together." Shinichi laughed, outright admitting to his attraction. It was as close to saying 'I love you' in a public setting that Kaito would receive. He could not help but let out a silly grin.
"I always thought we ended up together not because of the likeness in mind but in face and figure." Kaito joked.
"Are you implying we're narcissistic?"
"No, just that we're made for each other, from each other." Kaito stepped through the elevator and ran towards the door leading to the correct side of the building. There, he saw Shinichi sitting next to the window with a sniper rifle propped to the side and the previous sniper as an unconscious lump.
"You have any rope left?" Shinichi pointed at the lump. "I'm not sure how long the tranquilizer dart would last. He looks the type to ad resistant to drugs."
Kaito sprayed extra sleeping gas at the sniper's face before tying a complicated and fancy knot around bound limbs.
"There, all secured." Stepping away from the bound figure, Kaito brought his hands up to cup Shinichi's face before smothering his detective's lips with his own. Shinichi moaned underneath, squirming but clutching onto Kaito's shirt. His legs kicked the rifle, causing it to clatter to the ground.
When Kaito pulled back, Shinichi had a slightly glazed look in his eyes. He was sure he too looked exactly as his detective.
"Thanks for the save." Kaito admitted as he pulled back. They sat close together, shoulders touching, waiting for the police to arrive.
"Is that the only thanks I get?" Shinichi asked with a cheeky grin, eyes filled with mischief.
"What a naughty detective, extorting a poor innocent thief." Kaito tutted, teasingly pecking kisses on Shinichi's nose.
"Extortion? No, just wanting to see how the gentlemanly thief will repay this favour." Idle hands traced nonsensical patterns on Kaito's thighs.
"You're quite bold my lovely detective." Wrapping his arms around his detective's waist, he pulled his detective onto his lap and began to pay attention to the neglected neck, tongue dancing on the cooling skin. "I wonder why..."
"We have time to explore." Shinichi peered through his lashes coyly, a slight pinkish tinge on the cheeks. Shinichi shivered every now and then, responding to Kaito's attention on his neck. "The police won't be here for another 15 minutes."
"Just enough to investigate this sudden change in my darling detective then." Kaito pushed Shinichi so he laid flat on the floor surface, with the full moon shining brightly from the window and igniting the hidden gleam in the sapphire eyes. Kaito hovered above Shinichi, hands gliding across the fabric on his chest before ending up at the jacket front. He slowly pushed the material open as his own lips met Shinichi's.
They lost themselves in each other's embrace and butterfly touches, forgetting where they were or why they were there. The moment was broken when the doors banged open, startling Shinichi and causing Kaito to reactively reach for his hidden smoke and sleeping pallets. They relaxed visibly when they realised it was Sato and Takagi who stormed through the door. Takagi quickly looked away, turning back to face the door, as Sato sported an amusing grin.
Shinichi suddenly became self conscious as he looked down at his own appearance. Trapped beneath Kaito, both his shirt and jacket were pushed apart exposing his chest. The tie had been undone and now laid flat across the floor. He knew his hair is in a mess, after all he had been somewhat squirming with Kaito pressing close. He did not dare to look further but he had noticed the button on Kaito's jeans were undone. Shinichi could not stop the rising blush as he tries to hide himself in Kaito's shadow.
Kaito let out a laugh before pointing at the lump that was the sniper.
"That's the one you want." He stated, not minding the level of undress he was in, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. "Are you the only ones to respond to the call?"
"Megure-keibu should be on his way with the forensic team." Sato directed Takagi to cuff the culprit. The man dutifully ignored the pair on the ground and hurriedly reached for the wrists. However, Sato turned all her attention towards them. "We were in the area so we came here directly."
"That explains the swiftness." Kaito nodded, not even moving to button up his shirt. He was acutely aware of the heat emitted from Shinichi.
"Don't worry, we'll stall the keibu and the forensic team. Just make sure you two don't contaminate the scene or leave behind DNA evidence." Sato and Takagi heaved the man up and out of the room, leaving the pair in darkness again as they shut the door.
"Well, you heard Sato-keiji, as long as we don't leave DNA, it'll be fine." Kaito lunged for Shinichi's lips again.
"You are shameless." Shinichi struggled to say as Kaito nipped on his bottom lips. "Wa-wait, K...Kait...o."
"Do you really want me to stop?" Kaito pulled back with a serious look. He would stop if his detective was sure.
Shinichi bit his lower lips and glanced towards the doors before looking directly into Kaito's eyes. The look of hesitation was replaced by something more basic, more needy. Kaito smiled and began to finish what they've started.
-TBC-
A/N: Urg...why did I have to include that last scene? I know it's cute and all but...Anyways, OMAKE anyone?
-OMAKE (1): Stalling-
Sato and Takagi just managed to put the criminal at the back seat of the car when the car carrying Megure and the police patrol cars arrived. Sato responded quickly by stepping in front of building's entrance.
"What's the situation Sato-kun?" Megure commanded as the forensics team stepped out of their vehicle to wait for further instructions.
"Well keibu, we have the criminal in custody." Sato gestured behind her towards where Takagi was standing guard.
"And?" Megure waited patiently for his subordinate to continue the report. He needed the location to direct the rest of the team to begin the investigation. After all, the son of his friend is somewhere inside the building and for his officers to leave, something must be up.
"Well...nothing much worth mentioning really." Sato shrugged, directing Megure towards her car. "As you can see, this sniper wasn't anyone on our list. I think he's new on the market."
"Sato-kun, this isn't what I want to know." Megure turned to face Takagi. "Takagi-kun? Details?"
"Uh..." Takagi looked between Sato and Megure. "Well...the criminal was already subdued when we found him. There were signs of defensive wounds but otherwise we think the criminal had been tranquilized or drugged..."
Knowing his officers won't be giving him any more information, he directed his men to the last reported location from Kudo Shinichi.
"Wait, keibu!" Sato shouted as she sprint towards the elder officer. "There's no need to hurry. I mean no one's injured or anything."
"Then where is Shinichi-kun? He was the one to report this to us."
"He's otherwise preoccupied sir." Takagi approached the pair, now relieved of his guard duty by Shiratori and Chiba. "He said there's something he wanted to check out first..."
Sato flashed him a look of thanks.
"I think we can wait a while can we not?" Sato suggested but the elder officer only flashed a look of doubt before instructing the forensic team to move with him.
"Do you think that's enough time?" Sato turned to ask Takagi once the officers were out of sight.
Takagi held back an 'eep' before flushing pink on his cheeks. "I hope so..." He replied uncertainly. "Who knows what would happen if Megure-keibu caught them..."
"I should have followed them and brought my camera..." Sato looked up the building with a sense of regret. "It'll make such good blackmail material."
"Sato-san..." Takagi sweatdropped.
-OMAKE(1) END-
-OMAKE (2): Caught-
Shinichi moaned underneath Kaito as heated from the magician's hand spread like flames across his skin. He could feel the warm breath on his navel before it moved up across his torso and chest and joining his mouth. His mind had turned to mush from his magician's ministrations as deft hands played on sensitive skin. He somewhat regret that Kaito was still quite dressed, despite them both having their shirts dislodged and buttons undone.
It was then they heard a bang (again) from the doorway. This time, a stubby silhouette with a bunch of shadows behind him.
"Shinichi-kun! Kuroba-kun! What do you think you're doing?!" Megure shouted, pushing the rest of the forensic team back before shutting the door again. Shinichi let out an undignified squeak as Kaito laughed maniacally, earning the magician a punch in the shoulders by said detective.
"Kaito! Stop laughing and let me up." Shinichi tried to push Kaito off him, earning them becoming further entangled in the mess of limbs and clothing.
"Relax Shinichi." Kaito tried to placate as he buttoned up Shinichi's shirt, Shinichi was busily trying to button his own pants but his hand was shaking from embarrassment.
"Relax? RELAX?" Shinichi was near hysterics. "That was Megure-keibu!"
"Yes, and he had a whole team of forensics behind him." Kaito reached down for the tie and began tying it on Shinichi's neck.
"They...they..." Shinichi pointed at the closed door, words unable to be formed as his own throat constricted.
"They saw everything, yes." Kaito finally moved away to let Shinichi up. He straightened his own clothes slowly. "They know already, so why the embarrassment?"
"Why? WHY? Because it's unsightly that's why!"
"Shinichi, you were the one who tempt me you know." Kaito placed a placating kiss on the cheeks. "Besides, I have a way out of this. Trust me ok?"
"Unfortunately that is the only thing I could do at the moment." Shinichi let Kaito hold onto his hands as he was led outside the door.
Just beyond the threshold, Megure stood impatiently.
"Well? Are you going to explain yourselves?" Megure stared sternly between the pair. The forensics in the background gulped before being instructed to move into the room to gather what's left of the evidence.
Shinichi looked at Kaito expectantly, wishing the magician would answer for them or he would be forced to tell the inspector the truth (even after being Conan for so long, he had yet to master the art of obfuscating the truth).
"You see keibu-san, I was only check Shinichi for injuries." Kaito admitted, earning a look of disbelief from said inspector. "You know how he is, always omitting and lying about his own injuries. I had to make sure he was ok. After all, he admitted to having bumped his head on something. I don't want to risk anything else."
Sighing, Megure understood how said young detective always had a tendency to downplay his own injuries. "But did you really have to both strip down?"
"Shinichi retaliated and pulled on my clothes." Kaito shrugged as though it was nothing new. "Really, he could be quite mean when he puts his mind to it."
"HEY!" Shinichi finally intruded onto the conversation. If Kaito continued further, he wasn't sure if his reputation could be left intact.
"Very well, have an officer bring Shinichi-kun to the hospital for a check-up before reporting to the station for statements."
"Yes sir!" Kaito returned with a playful salute before latching onto Shinichi's wrists. "Come on, you heard the inspector."
Sighing, and internally thanking for his magician's help at diffusing the situation, Shinichi followed obediently behind Kaito.
-OMAKE(2) END-
