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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.

Warning: KaiShin relationship.

Warning II: Possible hints of MATURE CONTENT.

A/N: It starts off like a horror/thriller story then goes into posessive-Kaito mode. There's definitely something wrong with my writing lately (hence the slighty late update).


First Getaway

Kaito ran through the dark alleyways, avoiding the puddle in the middle of the concrete pavement to prevent himself from slipping and falling ungracefully onto the hard surface. In his hand, he held his mobile, blinking as it showed the words 'Dialing' in bold. He was worried, concerned, and nearly nauseous. What started off as a nice night out turned into a nightmare and he had been separated with Shinichi.

Like many other couples, they've decided to eat out that evening. Being end of the week, they decided to treat themselves and went downtown for food. They were, by no means, lax in their own security. Both their parents were still tracking down the two sets of people they met in the bar (Shinichi and Kaito had both complained saying it was too dangerous for the adults, which the same argument was turned against them), and the adults have confirmed that they have not been compromised in their disguise (one being a former thief, another being a long-time actress meant it was almost impossible to break them out of character). The last contact with each other had implied that the adults would be returning during the weekend, which was another reason why Kaito and Shinichi had both wanted to have some 'alone' time before the adults (mainly the mothers) decided to toll them off to some harebrained scheme (as Shinichi would like to call them). Tonight, they were thinking of spending it quietly, a meal then a walk in the park followed by (Kaito had hoped) some quality time with each other. Shinichi had complained, though never putting his heart in it, about Kaito's over eagerness but his detective was much in the same mindset as he was.

Though how he ended up running through the backstreets of Tokyo, alone, and trying to avoid the growing hurried footsteps was putting a dampener into tonight's plans.

'At least we managed to finish our meal.' Kaito thought to himself as he skidded another corner, hanging on the brick to help his momentum. He had hoped the dim lighting in the alleyway meant it would be easier to lose his tail but seems like he was mistaken. 'I hope Shinichi's escape was easier.'

Neither detective and magician had noticed anything off or abnormal when they exited the restaurant. The air was slightly chilly but given the change in weather lately, it was expected. Just when Kaito had pulled Shinichi into his hold at the intersection, something caught their eyes. A family car that sat by the curb on the opposite side, not moving even though it was green light. They had both dismissed it at first, thinking it was more likely they were paranoid because of the lull of peace lately. But after crossing the street, they saw four burly men stepping out of the vehicle and several others joining them from the shadows of the street. Not wanting to be cornered, Kaito had pulled at Shinichi and signaled they should walk faster without arousing too much suspicion. However, the group of men seems to have grown for every meter they walk. Not wanting to deal with such a large group, Shinichi had suggested, much to Kaito's distaste, to split up and lose the group. Their sudden action of splitting at the nearest traffic light brought the men's attention and the large group split up. Half a dozen men followed each of them as Kaito opted to take an extremely long and scenic route around town. It would not do to lead them back to their apartment or their homes.

Ten minutes into the chase and Kaito still was unable to lose his pursuers. 'Aren't they a persistent bunch.' Though due to his time as KID, Kaito was still quite well off in stamina and began speeding up his pace. He looked for nearby fire escape ladders in hopes of jumping on the roof to see what he was dealing with. By sounds alone, he figured the number of men chasing him had somehow grown in numbers. There were too many pairs of footsteps pattering on the ground and the harsh voices calling for 'Search' and 'Capture' told Kaito that there were at least two leaders in the group.

'Maybe I could cause unrest…or maybe confusion among the ranks...' Kaito's eyes darted between the brickwork and scaffolding as there was not a ladder in sight. If he could find an alternate route to round back onto the group, he could disguise his voice and call out false orders.

Unfortunately, he had not paid enough attention to his path and knocked over a garbage can, alerting the men of his whereabouts. The men seemed to have a sudden bout of energy as steps became more rushed, louder and more rapid, seemingly converging onto Kaito from all sides. Knowing the time to try and outrun this group was over, Kaito's next option was to hide. The handholds on the nearby walls were not optimum but it would have to do for the time being.

He began scaling the wall, taking care to keep to the shadows in case one of the men decided to look up. Thankfully, Kaito was always prepared and had a black cape on him. He covered himself as best he could with the cape before he makes his excruciatingly slow ascent up the wall. Two-thirds of the way up, the men showed up at the entrance of the alley. From his vantage point, Kaito could see that if he did not escape as he did, he would have been boxed in for both sides of the alley were closed off by his pursuers. The men knocked over the garbage cans, looked into the large garbage tip on the side, and made a ruckus out in the alleys before turning towards the several doors. By that time, Kaito was up on the roof, carefully peering over the edge to check the progress. The men managed to open the first door on the right, on the opposite building of where Kaito was currently perched, and five went inside to start the search as two stayed behind as guards. There were another two on each end of the alley keeping guard as well, acting as lookouts for anyone escaping or entering, with their hands close to some sort of weapon (Kaito figured it was unlikely the weapons would be guns, though knives, on the other hand, was just as deadly). Not wanting to try his luck, Kaito slinkered away from the site as silently and quickly as he could, taking care not to disrupt any more loose fittings of pipes or ducts.

Kaito took a chance look at his phone again, which showed the words 'Disconnected. Time 00:00' that told him Shinichi most likely refused the call and was likely to be still running away from their pursuers. He thought his detective would have lost them by now, seeing as Shinichi was an avid football player and had more running training than Kaito because of KID.

He jumped over three more buildings before finding a set of fire escape ladders leading to the ground. Thinking that he was far enough from his own group of pursuers, Kaito opted to continue his journey to the nearby train station on land rather than through the rooftops. He somehow regretted not having to devise some sort of miniature glider system that he could hide in his everyday clothing.

He rounded another corner, bumping into an unfortunate soul, which happened to also be his current worst nightmare.

"I found the other one!" The man shouted, trying to grab onto Kaito who was already running in the opposite direction. Kaito had to wonder where all the people were on the streets, though the thought was quickly pushed out of his head as he concentrated on once again out-running the group behind him. He rummaged through his pocket and located on of his more recent chemical inventions, a cross between super glue and memory foam. The small pallet, once succumbed to impact, will burst into a foam-like substance with a sticky surface gluing whatever it was on the surface. The stickiness would expire in an hour, though that was under experimental conditions. Kaito never tried it out on people or in open air so it might be less effective.

'Hopefully, they'll at least stay put for more than a couple of minutes.' Kaito rounded another corner, coming up onto the main street, still devoid of people and strangely enough cars as well. There were a few parked on the side, but none seems to be running. It was as though the whole area had been deserted. 'But that's just absurd. Surely they don't have that much power…'

An unsavoury thought sprang to mind, 'could it be The Organisation caught wind and decided to act?' A shiver was bubbling at the base of his spine. Although Kaito did not doubt Shinichi's plans, it was just as likely The Organisation has someone as smart as his detective to see through the ploy.

Out in the open and with very few cover, there were not many places Kaito could go or hide in. The shouts and footsteps dogging his tail was growing and he knew he needed to find someplace to lay low soon. He was still some distance from the train station but bringing his pursuers to the general populace would mean disaster. Just as he was about to turn off to a random alleyway, something small hit his head. Instinctively, he reached out to grab the annoying object. A small black nano-drone rested on his palms and Kaito was going to throw it as far away as he would until he noticecd the design. The top cover that protected the engines and small electronic parts had a white clover drawn on, possibly using nail polish or something of the sort. The nano-drone was also carrying a small package, wrapped with tissue paper. Knowing that this was most likely sent from Jii or his mother, he pulled apart the tissue to reveal and in-ear bud.

"Thank goodness we managed to reach you!" His mother's relieved voice sounded inside his ears. "Agasa-san managed to make these ear-pieces, small and undetectable by the eye. But the drawback is you won't be able to respond as they are still half finished. I have your location and managed to track some of your pursuers. I'll guide you the best I can."

Kaito let his body relax slightly, letting the tension and pressure that had been building up to seep out. Though there was still something else he wanted to know.

"And if you're wondering about Shinichi-kun, we're trying to locate him as well. But it seems he's better at hiding than you are at the moment and we're having difficulties just trying to trace his path. I'm hoping the pursuers are having just as much difficulties as we are."

Kaito sighed, breathing out the breath he did not know he had been holding on.

"Anyways, enough chitchat. The group that's chasing you is close, you'll want to avoid the traffic crossing as there's an ambush. If you can see any rooftop escape, I suggest you to take it. Unfortunately, my map doesn't show where there'll be access to the roof so it's up to you to spot a building with ladder or some footholds."

Kaito looked around the best he could under the dim lighting seeing as he had to avoid the main, and well lit, streets at all cost for the time being. He was lucky to find a firemen's escape on the second building into the alley and he decided it would have to do. Climbing up was no chore, it was trying to muffle the sounds of escape which was difficult. The ladder seems slightly worse for wear as it creaked on each of Kaito's footfalls. At least the ladder rungs were sturdy and not rusted. Halfway up, Kaito took a chance to glance downwards and sideways to check for his pursuers in case one of them decided to look up (not many people would look up as his escapades as KID had evidenced). By chance he saw the window next building over was lit and by chance he found a familiar dark hairstyle. He finally found his detective and it seems he had taken up to hiding inside an apartment instead of running about on the streets.

However, it irked him to find Shinichi was only half dressed, towel hanging on his shoulders, as he gazed out the window into the dark alleys. Judging the small distance and the risk of jumping over to the small ledge by the window, Kaito climbed up just a bit further upwards before making the jump. He caught the ledge with his hands, though just barely, and managed to heave himself up. His sudden appearance startled Shinichi, who quickly jumped away from his place by the window. Then, just as quickly, Shinichi made to unlock the window to let Kaito in.

"Thank heavens!" Shinichi launched himself at Kaito as the magician stepped onto the floor. Kaito had to take care not to tumble out of the window because of the force behind the enthusiastic hug. "You're not hurt are you?"

Shinichi patted Kaito down, checking his clothes for signs of injury. When Shinichi reached the hands, he paused and took the elegant hand into his hold, grimacing when he saw the little scrape on the fingertips and palms.

"Kaito…" In an act of tenderness, Shinichi brought the hand closer to examine the superficial injury, all the while Kaito was looking at his detective with rapt attention, taking in the way the blue eyes sparkle in happiness then darken with concern, how the lips tighten just a fraction when he noticed the small markings on his hand, and how muscle tensed when brushing across the small wounds.

"It's a few scratches, nothing to be concerned about." Kaito tries to reassure his detective, bringing their connected hands up to his own lips and placing a gentle touch to the back of Shinichi's hands.

"Oh my, I had been expecting the Little Dove to drop by, but it seems you've still managed to surprise us." The recognisable voice with its slight American accent made Kaito turn his gaze away from his half-dressed detective to the equally, if not even less, dressed actress standing by, what he assumed to be, the bathroom door. Her black satin robe falls just short of covering mid-thighs, cleavage was exposed to the point that it suggested she was not wearing anything else underneath, and the belt around her waist was tied so loosely that it showed more leg than it covered. She was, or should have been, every young man's dream, and yet Kaito could not help but feel both threatened and angered towards the actress.

"What are you doing here? What have you done with Shinichi?" Although his detective was standing close to him, Kaito having pushed Shinichi back to the exposed flesh with his own body, he could not help but feel the woman must have extracted a price from his detective.

"Is that the way to treat the person who saved your beloved, young Dove?" She reached the vanity for the nearby comb. Kaito had to tense for a moment, not at all convinced the comb was just a comb especially in Vermouth's hands. His action must have amused the actress for she chuckled at his behaviour. "By the way Cool Guy, although I have extracted some interest, I'll still put this on your tab. We'll settle after everything is over." Her smile widened, a look of a satisfied lion after hunting down and devouring a prey.

She ignored the bristling magician as she strolled over to the bed where her clothes laid. She did not mind disrobing in front of the pair, though she at least had the decency to turn around so neither Kaito or Shinichi had a full frontal view. At least Kaito had been correct at Vermouth not wearing a single thing, apart from the robe, when she stepped out of the bathroom. Slowly, as though trying to give them a show, she slipped on her undergarments before turning to face them.

"Please feel free to use this safe house, I don't mind. There's a few changes of clothes that might fit the two of you, mostly female clothing but I do have a few neutral gender shirt and pants." She slinked over to Kaito, stopping just a step away from the magician. Her smile never wavered even as Kaito glared at her with an intensity rivalling Shinichi's stare down a murderer. "You might even look good in some of the clothes." She eyed Shinichi behind Kaito, her gaze dropping down the the loose slacks hugging his waist.

Kaito let his own body turn to actually look at what drew Vermouth's attention. There were bruising marks just on the hip bone area where the waistband met skin, a light mottling that would otherwise be undetected if she did not draw his attention. Trailing his eyes upwards, there were several more places that looked too red, an indentation here and there, as well a long thin cut on the forearm that had healed over but looked angry red and slightly puckered up.

"Looks like I had been a bit rough on you Cool Guy." Vermouth joked, pulling herself away from them and drifted back towards her clothes on the bed, which looked unmade and thoroughly used in Kaito's eyes. "But I'm sure you'll heal up just nicely in time for our next date." She pulled on her stocking before the one piece dress, making a show of her legs as she used the bed as leverage as she pulled up the sheer fabric up her skin. Kaito nearly growled out loud, or launched himself at her for even insinuating what happened during the time Shinichi was out of Kaito's sight.

'But what if something really had happened? What if the interest, or price, was extracted from Shinichi? What if Shinichi had paid, even reluctantly, just to ensure a safe place when he found me again…' Kaito knew his detective have his best interest at heart and knows Shinichi would do practically anything, much like Kaito would, to ensure his safety. This meant he would gladly paid the price to find a safe house.

"Until next time then. Oh and Little Dove? Try not be too hard on Cool Guy, he must be exhausted after all the romping we've done." Again, another chuckled when Kaito actually did growl this time. "I might call you up later Cool Guy, you know, to set up a private meeting between you and me. A nice hotel suite with champagne, strawberries and chocolate." She had her hand wrapped around the front door knob, opening the door excruciatingly slow to antagonize Kaito, giving him ample opportunities to do something to the actress.

Shinichi placed a restraining hand on Kaito's shoulder, as though he knew the magician was just a hair's breadth away from physically attacking Vermouth (no matter what his moral code was telling him, he had enough of people trying to take advantage of his detective and he had a payment to settle).

"Kaito," He warned, "don't let her get a rise out of you. You know Vermouth's just...teasing."

"Is that so? Is that all there is to it?" He turned back towards his detective, hands quickly wrapping around the waist and pulled their bodies flush in a possessive hold. "You did something together."

Shinichi's eyes widened at what Kaito was implying.

"You're blushing." Kaito stated once he saw the tinge of red on the face before demanding from his detective, "What happened?"

"I ran into Vermouth." Shinichi tries to struggle out of Kaito's hold, but he had an extremely strong grip this time and Kaito was not about to let Shinichi escape so easily. "She was sent by...I'm not sure who but at least by The Organisation, to check on the rumour we spread. She must have known I have the Key."

"That's not surprising. The woman seems to know everything about anything." His grip tightened a fraction before letting go, knowing he was causing the brief grimace on Shinichi's face.

"She must have seen the other groups chasing us, so she decided to intervene when I ran into one of the alleys. She pulled me over and forced me to hide in the dumpster before we trekked our way here. Of course, the journey was not exactly easy. We had to...um…" Shinichi bit his lips in nervousness.

"Yes?" Kaito prompted, one hand now loosely hanging around Shinichi's waist while another reached up to caress the face.

"Um...act...our way out of a couple of situations…" He said in a soft whisper.

"And this acting entails…?" Jealousy was boiling just beneath the surface of his skin. Kaito could easily predict what Shinichi was about to say knowing Vermouth's character.

"You know...act...like between a man and a woman...in a dark alley...that type of acting…" Shinichi turned his head away in shame for letting Vermouth even convince him it was the only way to escape the situations.

"Did she touch you here?" Kaito's thumb smoothed over the surface of the lips, pushing the flesh slightly apart to expose a bit of the moist cavern. He felt the warm breath on his own skin as his thumb continued to ply the lips apart ever so slightly. But Shinichi did not say anything and Kaito took that as his response. Not wanting the woman's touch to linger on what was his, Kaito pressed his own lips onto Shinichi's with forceful possessiveness. Shinichi resisted and tries to complain, pushing his hands on Kaito's chest but he held firm. After all, it was in his right as Shinichi's significant other to remove such a taint from the saintly lips.

Kaito let Shinichi loose when he felt he had disinfected his detective from the corrupting remnant touch.

"Anything else I should know about? Anywhere else she touched that I needed to cleanse you from?" Kaito said playfully even though he was sure his eyes were more harsh than his words.

"No. Just that." There was a slight breathless quality to Shinichi's voice.

"And? She just led you back here, saying we're free to use her apartment? I don't think she's the generous type."

"...um...maybe?" The indecisiveness in Shinichi's tone once again aroused the possessive streak.

"Shinichi. What Else." It was not a question, but a demand from Kaito in a tone not often heard.

"Really, nothing else. Only a promise on the exchange of information and...um...a Get Out Of Jail Free card from me. She wanted my word that I'll do something during, and after, The Organisation has been brought down to ensure she can leave the country."

"You're not compromising yourself are you? You're being truthful to me right?" Kaito must have sounded a bit pleading for Shinichi went from embarrassed and shameful about the situation to understanding.

"I'm not Kaito. I would never do that. I told you, I'm not going to lie to you anymore. At least trust me on that." Shinichi reassured Kaito, tucking himself into the magician's hold. "Now, what say we make the best out of the rest of the evening."

"Not here I think. Can never put it past her to not leave something around…" And by that Kaito mean surveillance of some sort. "However, I think I'll take up on the offer of staying the night here. I don't think it's such a good idea to go out and try making our way back to the apartment."

The sizzling in his ear reminded Kaito that his mother had been trying to track him but it seems no signals can penetrate into the room. Rummaging his pocket for his phone, he sent a quick text to Jii, knowing he would pass on his message of safety and disclosing the location. He watched Shinichi carefully as his detective sat down on the bed, eyes roaming about the room as though trying to dissect it for the first time.

"Did you have that much trust in the woman that you didn't check the place when you entered?" Kaito came the the conclusion. How strange for his detective to trust the actress when all she ever did was put them in harm's way.

"Not really, but it hadn't been on high on my list of to-do's at that time. I was more concerned with trying to run away and worried about where you were or how you were doing." Shinichi admitted, eyes now focused on Kaito to the point where the magician felt the gaze would penetrate into his soul.

"Good. This means you're at least trying to take care of yourself first. Running away from the situation is not a cowardly act, but more of an act of self preservation. You don't always have to confront criminals nor do you have to chase after them." Kaito was at least slightly relieved to find Shinichi thinking of safety first. "Although you really don't have to worry so much about me. I have more experience in trying to outrun my pursuers than you have."

"Yes, you do have your Taskforce to train with…" Shinichi's languid smile on his lips meant he was finally relaxing from the night's affairs. He let out a loud yawn.

"Go to sleep Shinichi." Kaito pushed his detective down into the bed before tucking him up with the blanket. "I'll make sure we're safe."

Shinichi obediently nodded and not a moment too soon, his breaths evened out. Kaito could not help but be both pleased and worried. Pleased that his detective was at least resting, but worried that his detective was too trusting and let down his guard.

"Though this only means he trusts me." Kaito murmured before making sure the windows and doors were boobytrapped before heading to the bathroom for a shower. No use in wasting a good offer of warm shower and bed.

-TBC-