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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
Warning II: Hints of MATURE CONTENT
A/N: Finally! Plot!
First Exchange
Kaito whistled a jolly tune as he opened the door to their apartment. It was one of the few days that Kaito had lessons but Shinichi had none so his detective had decided to stay in, much to Kaito's joy.
'At least he's finally understood the meaning of rest.' He thought to himself before shucking out of his shoes by the entrance. He took note of the new pair of leather shoes by the doorway, though not unusual. His detective must be planning on going out later he supposed. But once he opened doors leading to the sitting area, Kaito was quite surprised.
"Hakuba! Why are you here?" He took a slight jump backwards before he could collide with the blond detective by the doorway.
"Kudo invited me over, we had some project work to do." Hakuba stated plainly. "He's in the bathroom at the moment."
"And there goes all my ingenious plans for the afternoon…" Kaito moaned loudly and dramatically to the point that the blond detective was sure there had been no plans to begin with.
"Kaito, stop being overdramatic." And it just so happens Shinichi just stepped from behind the bookcase that served as a wall to their open designed apartment to admonish the magician. "Help bring over the tea or something. We have quite a lot of work to go through." Kaito grumbled something incoherent along the lines of 'not a servant' as he sauntered over to the kitchen counters and reluctantly pulled out a tea set. Shinichi chuckled in the background at the obviously fake display of emotions. He knew for a fact that Kaito viewed the blond detective as a part-friend, part-colleague, and a sometime-rival, but never in the light of dislike or hatred. Annoyed at Hakuba's obsessive compulsive behaviour was a definite, but Kaito would have made his pranks' effect irreversible if he truly disliked the blond detective. Shaking his head at the dramatic behaviour, Shinichi gestured to invite Hakuba to the sitting area.
"I thought we still have time on that project. There's no need to rush Kudo." Hakuba took a seat at the sofa as Shinichi pulled up an extra chair from the dining table.
"Not that, something else more pressing." Shinichi pressed his lips in a straight line as his face furrows and creases around the eyebrows. "I need to ask you something and the apartment is the safest at the moment."
That immediately made the blond detective perk up. Kaito, in the kitchen, stiffened at his detective's tone, curious as to what topic requires such amount of safety. The need for a cover story, such as the pair of them working on a project, that would not be too suspicious for others to see the blond detective entering their apartment. And the need for electronic jammers, if by what Shinichi is implying of safety of their apartment. The place has been fitted with some of the best equipment on the market (and some not on the market courtesy of the Professor).
"Pray, ask away Kudo." Hakuba tries to lean back into his seat though ultimately failing. He took the offered cup from the magician, who too was leaning on the sofa back rather than sitting. It was almost as if he wanted to look as though he wasn't listening in.
Shinichi shook his head, Kaito was putting up a front of not caring because of the opened curtains, just in case anyone was looking in through their windows, to give a more casual setting to the otherwise serious discussion.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Kaito carefully took in the blond detective's posture, checking for obvious and lingering signs of injuries. Thankfully, there were no obvious injuries, though he did see how the detective was favouring his left side a bit more than usual. Kaito guessed he must have injured the shoulder.
"I've been told you've seen something suspicious lately." Shinichi decided to cut to the chase. Hakuba tilted backwards to give Kaito an accusatory gaze before returning his attention to Shinichi.
"Yes, I've been feeling...out of sorts, would be the best description, ever since KID's last heist. As though I constantly have a tail on me." Hakuba leaned forward and slightly lowered his voice an octave as though to whisper to deter people from eavesdropping. "I only actually saw the person tailing me during my...date...with Aoko-san, and not wanting to ruin the evening I decided to take care of the problem myself."
"You ruined the evening all right. Aoko complained about it to me." Kaito muttered with a thump on the back of the couch. "Do you know how worried she was?"
"I could guess." Hakuba mumbled softly to avoid it being heard, unfortunately it was unsuccessful and Kaito returned it with a scowl. "Anyways, I did manage to injure my stalker but unfortunately she escaped before I could do anything else."
"Can you describe her to me?" Shinichi was hoping it not to be a certain actress. His recent encounters with her suggested she had been demoted to menial jobs such as cleanup and reconnaissance.
"Short, both in terms of height and temper. Very aggressive for a sniper though. There's an intricate tattoo on her face, I'm not too certain what it was but it was definitely purple in colour." There was only one particular individual that would suit those criterions and it wasn't a good name either. Though, it did soothe Shinichi to know the whereabouts of this particular sniper.
"Chianti…" He murmured to himself. He feels Hakuba was lucky to have been faced with said sniper instead of someone like Gin. At least Chianti was only good at long-ranged attacks. "You were lucky it was her and not someone else."
"Lucky...I wouldn't think so. She landed several blows on me before trying her sniper rifle at close range. I was only lucky to have been grazed by the bullet and not severely injured."
"That's not what Aoko tells me though." A meaningful eye was cast by Kaito towards Hakuba. "She said you were bloody."
"No worse than chasing down the ordinary killer." He tries to wave the magician's concerns away but was unsuccessful. Instead, Hakuba turned towards Shinichi. "You know how that is right Kudo?"
"I'm going to have to agree with Hakuba with this one. Chianti is relatively less harmful than her colleagues. And at most, she would only manage to break skin but not cause much injuries."
"Shinichi! You're suppose to side with me, your boyfriend!" Kaito launched himself from the sofa back and into said detective's laps. "And also, you're supposed to discourage people from chasing down dangerous criminals, even if they are a detective themselves."
"Hakuba." Shinichi tries to ignore the squirming magician on top of him. Irritation was felt in waves emitting from his magician. "Were you able to get anything out of her? Something hinting to why she was stalking you?"
"I had hoped to have subdued her enough but she had an accomplice." Hakuba's forehead furrowed in thought. "A fellow sniper I believe, with the skill employed to aim for me at such a long distance. There was only a single building overlooking the location I had been in, that was high enough to take the shot. But that is outside of the 800m zone already. Whoever it was, they have skills."
A shiver ran down Shinichi's spine, involuntary shivers echoed through the touch of skin between him and Kaito. Kaito let his arm sneak to weave around the waist, head leaning slightly into the shoulders to offer limited comfort.
"At least you got out alive." Shinichi's voice was extremely soft and whispery that Kaito had to wonder if he heard the phrase correctly. Instinctively, he tightened his hold to push Shinichi into his own body.
"Anyways, Hakuba, did you talk with Aoko afterwards? At least explain to her why you choose to pursuit the criminal instead of, oh I don't know, call the authorities and let them handle the situation?" Kaito asked with an accusatory tone. If only Hakuba could realise his safety is always one of the key concerns of Aoko, then their relationship could progress more healthily than currently, where Aoko would call Kaito at a strange hour and rant about Hakuba's insensitivity. Although, Kaito complained equally as much as Aoko and that made the girl feel a little bit better about her situation.
"I tried, but you know how she can be…"
"You're not giving me a good reason to not throttle you into the next millennia Hakuba." Kaito's menacing glare might not be comparable to Shinichi's cold stare, but it was enough to scare away many of the everyday normal people. Hakuba, for some strange reason, was just a separate breed. Though Kaito had noticed the blond detective responded well to his smirks, often shying away or looking for the closest exit.
Hakuba coughed into his fist to ignore the magician's comment. "Anyways. I can safely say my stalker and and her accomplice have somehow disappeared from my radar and I have not felt them since. Does that soothe your nerves Kuroba?"
"I don't think they'll give up that easily Hakuba. You must have something they want…" Shinichi spoke up from after burying himself into Kaito's neck. He used the time to recompose himself. "Perhaps…"
"What are you thinking Shinichi?" Kaito eyed Shinichi wearily.
"I have a very...bad feeling." It is strange for Hakuba to be targeted, especially since there were no outward signs that Hakuba was investigating The Organisation. The blond detective was merely an acquaintance to Shinichi, an old friend of Kaito's (though his magician would beg him differ seeing as he deems Hakuba as anything but a friend), and with the exception of meeting every now and then during KID heists and inside the university campus, Hakuba could not be called as someone close for the pair. If The Organisation truly wishes to cause some stress for Shinichi, then they would choose Ran, Hattori, the Professor, or even the Detective Boys. Targeting Hakuba does very little, though the ulterior motive, the extra incentive would be worth the hassle.
"That's an understatement I believe." Kaito sighed as he made small talk with Hakuba, with much reluctance, as his detective sank into a silent state (hopefully not out of depression). Fifteen minutes of idle chit-chat, Shinichi finally re-emerged from his silent cocoon.
"Kaito," Shinichi's words easily disrupting Kaito's rant towards Hakuba about what is acceptable 'dating' behaviour. His detective now has Kaito's undivided attention, even with the softly spoken word. "Did you manage to do what I asked?"
"Who do you take me for?" Kaito beamed an over-confident grin. "All has been taken cared of and you won't have to worry about my end of things. Now, we're only left with the arduous task of waiting for the result."
Hakuba looked between the pair, both intrigued at the slightly codified conversation and feeling that little bit apprehensive as to what had been planned. Not wanting to be too caught up in their dangerous schemes (despite the magician always commenting for his lack of self preservation, Hakuba knows when to withdraw), he redirected the conversation towards the safer topic of their upcoming project. To which, Kaito only groaned and retreated to the kitchen/dining area and began pulling out several flasks and beakers. Kaito noticed the questioning gleam in Hakuba's eyes and returned with a smirk as he pulled out a gas burner and tripod before rummaging around the sink cupboards for some of his choice ingredients for cooking up his props.
"Interested Hakuba?" Kaito taunted as he poured in some transparent liquid into one of the smaller conical flask.
"No. And I do hope you're not trying to create a poison, or heaven forbid, explosive."
"Been there, done that." Kaito waved his hand, earning another grimace from Hakuba and an amused smile from Shinichi.
"Don't worry Hakuba," Shinichi tries to soothe the blond detective with a gentle pat on the shoulders. "Kaito knows better than to attempt something dangerous in the kitchen."
"Yup! I normally do things like that in the bathroom so you don't have to worry about suddenly burst out laughing or coming down with the itchies. Though I do think there might be a little bit of smoke." A thin trail of grey-white smoke emerged from the flask as Kaito poured powder through the narrow neck of the flask. Hakuba shuddered and decided the less he knew, the better, and was determined to ignore the sudden puffs and poofs erupting from the kitchen.
Once Hakuba left for the evening, vehemently declining dinner with the pair (it had something to do with the creepy smile the blond detective saw on Kaito's face and the resigned look on Shinichi's), Kaito cornered Shinichi in their bedroom, boxing his detective in once Shinichi laid down onto the soft mattress. Kaito hovered above the angelic face as he stared down at cerulean eyes.
"Now answer me truthfully." His nose was barely touching Shinichi's, he was sure his detective could feel every warm breath from his words. A small blush formed due to the sudden closeness. "Why did you suddenly fall silent during our conversation with Hakuba, what's on your mind? What's bothering you?"
Kaito looked into the deep sapphire that is often more telling than the words spouted from the cherry lips. He could pinpoint the instance when the blue eyes closed, tries to slam down on the emotion it was trying to convey. There was traces of fear lurking like a shadow in the blue, hints of uncertainty, and ample amount of worry reflected.
"I've already set up some sort of surveillance for Mouri-chan, the kids, and the little lady so you won't have to worry about them." Kaito deciphered it must be one of the few causes for the worry. It was a good thing he had the forethought. "But I won't be able to help you much else if you don't tell me what's on your mind."
"I'm...not sure." Shinichi's brows furrowed. Kaito leaned in to kiss between the creases to soothe his detective and the effect was almost instantaneous as the face relaxed ever so slightly. "I guess, it's because I'm not too sure what is going to happen next…"
"You mean you, the so-called saviour or TMPD, the Modern Day Holmes, KID's Lover," that last title drew an amused smile from Shinichi, "could not predict the upcoming events? Even when, in all of the previous takedowns, you have been able to predict the consequences and avoid major, catastrophical, risks?"
"Kaito, are you mocking me?" Shinichi poked at Kaito's nose, attempting to push the hovering face farther away from him. Only, the action backfired and Kaito leaned in closer to the point where Kaito was lying directly on top of Shinichi and had his face burrowed into the pillow next to Shinichi's head.
"Not at all My Love. Only trying to remind you that you're just a normal human being with normal human perception and that you cannot, no matter what everyone else says, predict the future even with your genius." Kaito whispered softly into Shinichi's ear, breaths dislodging the stray hair and tickling the skin. He let his hand drape over Shinichi's neck as idle fingers played on the soft earlobe and tufts of hair.
"Kaito, you're heavy." Even though it sounded like a complaint, Kaito felt an arm wrap itself around his waist and legs curling around his thighs. He could not help but smirk at some of the more physical signs of attraction for need and want. Deciding a little play was in order, Kaito let his mouth trailed down the jawline, placing butterfly kisses softly on the warm, and possibly overheating, skin.
"I know you're trying to distract me." Kaito had already littered the jaws with enough of his kisses that he made his way towards the exposed neck and collar. Still, he kept both his hands flat on either side of Shinichi's head to ensure his detective would not be escaping.
The arm around his own waist fell to the mattress with a soft thud as a sigh gently made it out of the cherry lips that had yet been kissed.
"I guess you aren't that easily mislead." Shinichi tries to lean upwards for his own kisses but Kaito had already backed down and the kiss landed on Kaito's hair instead of skin. As a consolation, Kaito opened up the front of Shinichi's pajama shirt and placed kisses along the sternum. A hiss and a sharp intake of air came from Shinichi as he felt a trail of wetness where tongue met flesh. His hands gripped onto the bedsheet, hoping to still his erratic heartbeats and impending want to grab hold of his magician and pull him tight into his own body. "Kaito, please don't tease."
"But you have yet to answer my question." Kaito looked up, attempting to be innocent but there was another more intense emotion reflected inside the amethyst orbs. "So I'll have to do my own interrogation now."
Kaito used his knees to hold down the two sides of the shirt, limiting movement from Shinichi, as his hands roamed the exposed chest. His detective squirmed underneath, trying to escape yet at the same time trying to gain more contact. In the end, Shinichi relented and submitted himself to the teasing and leaned back into the pillow as Kaito's hands stilled.
"Would you hate me?" Shinichi whispered softly, eyes closed as though in resignation. It took a while for Kaito to decipher the meaning and reason, in which there was only one that came to mind.
"If you're hinting whether I would hate you for using yourself, and possibly myself, as bait for this venture then you can think again Shinichi." Kaito laid a quick peck on the tip of the nose, Shinichi was surprised for the reaction. "I know full well what you are trying to achieve and because of that, I have taken precautions. Made my own twists to your plans so to speak."
An elegantly raised eyebrow questioned him silently.
"I may not be a detective, nor do I possess the deductive reasoning you have. However, I can read people like a book when I have to." Lifting himself, Kaito settled on sitting on top of Shinichi rather than leaning over, thus freeing up his hand to caress the soft skin on Shinichi's cheeks. "You had me spreading the rumour about you possessing Zeus' key, to draw out the smaller factions and power holders. You wanted to dislodge the foundation of The Organisation, make sure they won't be able to recover from whatever blow you have planned next. However, by doing so, you leave yourself and your loved ones exposed. Am I right?"
The self satisfied smirk met with widened eyes.
"You're afraid that I'll become a more prominent target in the process. That I'll be used against you, or possibly you against me. Whatever the case, you think I'll hate you just because you placed us in danger, and by extension our family and friends."
The look of admiration hidden deep within cerulean orbs was more than telling for Kaito that Shinichi was impressed. However, he was not yet done.
"But you underestimated me Love. I knew all along and I understand what it is you are trying to do. So, I made some extra preparations as well. I'll protect everyone just so you can bring down The Organisation that has been haunting us without splitting your attention. I know you so I can predict you just as you were able to predict me."
"Sorry Kaito, I've forgotten…" Apologetic and regretful, Shinichi tries to sink further into the mattress. "I keep forgetting you've been fighting them for nearly as long as I have. I just…"
"You're used to working by yourself. I am too. But I know I have you to help me plan for things...Well, not heists. Those are meant for my eyes only. But once it involves people other than my lovely Task Force, you know I let you in on the details as well. I just wish you could do that the same for me without me having to interrogate you or pull information out of you." Leaning back, Kaito placed some unwanted pressure on a certain anatomy of Shinichi's and his detective let out an annoyed groan. "Oh?" An amused smile graced Kaito's lips.
Shinichi turned his head to hide his embarrassment, not wanting to see the look on Kaito's face. Nor did he want his magician to know what other thoughts passed his mind as his magician's body moved ever so slightly.
"You know," Kaito said with a carefully controlled tone, but his eyes betrayed the playfulness and lust hidden beneath the layer of amethyst, "I believe I still have more to interrogate from you. So far I've been the only one to make the conclusions, but they haven't been confirmed yet." Kaito leaned down, easing off the pressure for a while as his hands skimmed up Shinichi's torso to reach up and pat the midnight locks. "There are still many ways to make you talk and I won't hold back." He whispered softly into Shinichi's ear, warm breath tickling the earlobes once more before it was assaulted with playful nips.
-TBC-
