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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
A/N: Late update. Kind of a filler. Been busy with life so updates would be more sporadic than usual.
First Ambush
The large doors of the Kudo Manor never looked so oppressive, causing Kaito's senses to tingle at the very thought of opening them. It was not as though it is his first time entering the Kudo's domain, through the front entrance, quite on the contrary in fact. Neither was it a long time ago since he last stepped foot in the museum-like manor. However, today, his senses were telling him to flee. To run away from the manor with Shinichi, who is currently being checked up by the little scientist upon Kaito's insistence.
He took out the key with a dangling clover as a keyholder, and pushed the metal into the keyhole. Kaito tested the knob first, to see if it were trapped. He could never tell with Shinichi's parents (or his own mother for that matter) to not booby trap the front door on a whim. Not noticing stinging pain or burning heat, Kaito let his palm rest on the doorknob and turned it ever so gently. The door swung open smoothly, revealing the dark interior filled with shadows cast by the light from the open doorway. The place was too quiet to be housing the elder Kudos, or anyone for the matter.
"Konnichiwa." Kaito called out as loud as he could, hearing the echo reverberating in the empty hallway. Something did not feel right. "Anyone home?"
It was a moot question but Kaito felt he should ask it all the same. The lack of pair of slippers in the foyer told him both Shinichi's parents were inside. The presence of a recognisable pair of heels meant his mother was probably here as well.
"Yuusaku-san? Yukiko-san? 'Kaa-san? I know you're all here!" Kaito took a careful step through the threshold, testing each tile on the floor. He would not put it pass their parents not to start off with a literal bang.
Still standing by the doorway, Kaito considered his options. He could brave the relatively unknown (seeing as he wasn't sure what the parents would cook up) or he could play it safe. Deciding that safe was generally a better option when dealing with his own mother, he came to the conclusion it might be the same for the two elder Kudo. He still remembers how the pair had mock kidnapped Shinichi and nearly cause Kaito to go into cardiac arrest because of the shock.
With a puff of smoke, he produced his favoured dove. Cupping the white avian in his palm, he placed her at eye level, with a genteel smile on his face.
"Hime, do you think you can fly through and check the place out for me?" He said in a sweet voice, hoping to butter her up.
The dove looked at him in what Kaito akin to a quirked eyebrow in an incredulous look as though saying 'are you kidding me?' before jumping out of the palms and took flight out of the opened front doors.
"Really? That's how you repay me?" Kaito saw the bird fly next door, most likely to where Shinichi is currently held up. Kaito huffed and produced two more of his flock.
"Shira? Yuki? Do you think you can do me a favour?"
But before Kaito could even finish his request, his two doves looked at each other then back at Kaito before they too jumped out of the palm and flew in the same direction as their previous companion. As Kaito only brought three doves with him today, he is now currently out of scouts to send towards the interior of the manor. Not having other options opened to him, he took another step into the foyer.
The front doors banged close with a resounding thump all on its own and Kaito was startled into a jump that he nearly tripped over. He tries to slow his own breathing and heartrate down to a more manageable level. It was a scare tactic, so obvious that it was his own mother who devised this little trick.
"Come on Kaito, it's only Shinichi's place. You've been here before…" He muttered to himself as he shuck out of his shoes just before the single wooden step up into the actual manor inside the foyer. No matter what was in store for him inside the manor, it was still rude to wear street shoes into someone's home.
With all the doors closed, the manor looked gloomier than usual even in the bright afternoon sun. The window on the second floor that overlooks into the foyer has its large heavy curtains pulled shut, same with the only window at the far side of the corridor. Thought Kaito remembered the curtains on the second floor always remained opened during Shinichi's stay here. His detective had mentioned something about wanting to let the sunlight in and not liking the dark all that much, which Kaito made certain their apartment of choice had a nice large window and plenty of light.
"That might be why it feels so different now…" Kaito heaved another breath before putting his foot down onto the wooden flooring. He stayed still for a second, just to make sure nothing would suddenly spring up on him. The second seems extremely long but Kaito really had to play it safe. Not noticing anything coming out of the woodwork, Kaito took a more confident step, his senses hyper aware now that his sight had been compromised due to the lack of lighting. He tried the lightswitch that he knew was positioned above the shoe cupboard but none of the lights responded.
"They must have cut the power." Again, Kaito had to admire the elder Kudo (or could it be his own mother again?) for their thoroughness.
Three steps in there came a soft thunk sound and Kaito reacted instinctively, falling back a single step. He felt something woosh by the front of his face, though just barely, then heard a series of thump thump thump. He then felt something bump into his feet and he reached down with great care to grab hold of the object. It felt soft and squidgy when he squeezed it, something warm oozed through his fingers, emitting a strange tangy smell. Instantly, Kaito let go of the object, which fell to the ground with a wet splat and he quickly wiped his hands on his pants as he could not be sure what was on the object and he was not willing to risk a chemically induced reaction at such a time.
As a precaution, Kaito took out the card gun that he now regularly carries around. It would not do to be caught in another situation much like a few days ago, being pursued and not having a single way of fighting back. He made sure there was actually card ammo and that the grappling hook attachment is close at hand just in case he needed a quick escape (and there were quite a few places for the grappling hook to attach to inside the manor, especially so with the improvements the Professor made).
Another step brought about another barrage of something, Kaito could not be bothered to find out what it was, and sent him running the length of the corridor towards the first door he sees. One of those somethings barely missed his face, he felt the rush of wind near his cheeks and could imagine the possible friction burn. He knew their parents would not set something lethal inside the mansion, but that does not translate to not painful. He flung the door open, not caring if it was booby-trapped this time, hastily closed the door when he entered and rolled into the room to escape the rapid fire that resulted in dull thunk. He thinks he heard something embedded into a wall but he could be wrong, at least he hoped he was wrong. He shudder to think what the consequences would be if he was right and he had been on the wrong side of the door.
Glancing about, Kaito found he was in the kitchen/dining area with the large dining table, kitchen island counter, stove and all. This was not a good place to be seeing as it was the most dangerous place for things to happen. The parents may have been holding back out in the corridors, as there were many breakable objects, but in here, with the tiled floors that makes for easy cleaning, it makes it all the more tempting to wreck havoc. Mainly in the form of mass re-colouring and a world of pain with traps becoming more physical, whereas out in the corridors it would mostly be psychological damage and scare tactics.
True to his speculation, the door suddenly burst open behind him. Not having any cover, Kaito dove for the kitchen counter, using his card gun to shield any stray objects heading his way. A schink resounded when the object collided with his gun and he knew for a fact that it would have been lethal if he reacted any slower. He dove towards the kitchen counter for additional cover, not wanting to be impaled by the objects. The barrage stopped for a brief moment, most likely the weapon was being reloaded, at which time Kaito took the moment to inspect the damage on his card gun. Embedded into the metal was a playing card.
"'Kaa-san, is that the way to treat your son?" Kaito moaned loudly as he pulled out the metallic playing card from the body of his gun. He needed to find something desperately to defend himself seeing as he did not wish to fire his own gun at his mother (or Shinichi's parents, he heard it was his father who taught Shinichi to shoot and his mother had a tendency to just shoot BB guns at Shinichi for training purposes). Opening the first cupboard, he grappled around and pulled out the first thing his hand could wrap around. It was a wrought iron skillet.
'At least it'll shield me properly.'
Flipping the pan in his hand, he tested the weight. It would cause too much damage to swing but blocking metallic cards should not be a problem. However, this just raises another problem, how to retaliate. Kaito eyed the curtains by the window speculatively as another barrage sounded in the room. It was highly likely his mother (he assumed it was his mother as it was a card gun, which is harder to control, and not a BB gun) had night vision goggles to help see in the dark.
'Though, how had the manor become so dark?' Kaito could not help but think. 'It's bright and sunny outside yet not a drop of light can penetrate through…'
"'Kaa-san~" Kaito whined, hoping to at least distract her a bit. He was reluctant to cut up the curtains with his own card gun. Not only would Shinichi's mother have a fit over the ruined interior, but the woman would retaliate and return the action threefold at the least expected time. Though Kaito highly doubted she would but the woman will act out just to mess with Kaito and Kaito had to uphold the gentleman's code of conduct to not cause ladies to tear up. That or risk his mother pestering him for the rest of his life about how he upseted his own beloved's mother.
Another few shots pinged off the kitchen counter and Kaito was running out of ideas. He could either risk hurting his own mother that may or may not result in scaley retribution, or risk ruining the interior and risk being humiliated. In his mind, both outcomes were of equal harm for Kaito. It was likely the women would just team up and humiliate Kaito all the same, regardless of his choice of action.
Just as he was going to submit himself, he heard a loud bang followed by several yelps.
"'Kaa-san! 'Tou-san! A little warning would have been nice!" It was Shinichi's voice echoing from the doorway. Kaito could not help but smile at the thought of his own knight in shining armour coming to his rescue.
Several loud thumps later, Shinichi yelled out again.
"And don't expect me to clean this mess up!"
Kaito heard the mild annoyance tinting the exasperation in his detective's voice. Not unusual when Shinichi had to deal with his parents, which Kaito mirrored the same sentiments when dealing with his own mother.
There were several distinct metallic clangs as though something, possibly a large machine or contraption of some sort, fell to the wooden floor. Kaito suspects Shinichi must have disabled the traps and he made a mental note to ask his detective as to how he knew where they were. 'Maybe he's a superhuman.' Kaito entertained with the thought. 'It would make sense, him being able to detect a scream halfway across the room, knowing when a murder occurs from smell alone...' He muffled a snicker as best he could.
"Kaito?" A weary voice came just beyond the doorway of the kitchen. It was then Kaito noticed all assault on him had stopped from the moment Shinichi entered the manor.
"In here Shinichi." Kaito called out, popping his head above the counter and hopes Shinichi could see him in the dark interior. He held a skillet over his head just in case it was his mother impersonating Shinichi's voice.
"What are you doing?" Confident steps echoed loudly on the tiled flooring, "are you...trapped…?"
"No such thing Shinichi." Standing fully upright, Kaito abandoned his cover and the skillet, "I'm merely taking a short rest."
"Yes...I believe you…" The hint of distrust is heavy in Shinichi's tone, "you're just afraid of my mother."
"That was Yukiko-san?!" Now Kaito was surprised. All along, he assumed it was his mother firing at him. At least he did not go through with ripping the curtains.
"By the quick departure and the flash hair, I would say it was. Unless Chikage-san decided to dress up as my mother then that's another story. I wouldn't put it past them to mess with us like that."
"And they say great minds think alike." Kaito was glad he was not to only person to think their parents were crazy. "Where do you think Yuusaku-san is then?"
"Likely on the second floor, monitoring through the cameras." Shinichi glanced about the room, eyes lingering on certain corners and shelves.
"You family installed cameras inside your own living space? Infra-red cameras as well?"
"I'd like to say it was paranoia but it was just because I forgot to take them off during that incident with FBI, JSP, and The Organisation."
"You mean the one you put yourself as bait." Kaito scowled, still slightly annoyed about something that happened quite some time ago. At least Shinichi knew he was in the wrong this time seeing as his detective just nodded in acceptance.
"And I'm quite certain you've installed your fair share of cameras about the house, including my room."
"You caught me Shinichi. But it was done with your safety in mind." Kaito held up his hands in surrender. He hoped Shinichi was not planning on revenge for the intrusion to his privacy or something.
"I'm not that forgiving you know." Shinichi stated, "there's always another time and place to exact my revenge."
"Have mercy?" Kaito pretended to be a docile damsel in distress, threading his arm through Shinichi's and holding it at his elbow. "At least try not to be rough?"
Shaking his head, Shinichi led them back out into the dark corridor. His familiarity with the manor, even after moving out of the home, is evident as he navigated them smoothly towards the staircase. Both stopped before stepping onto the first steps, hesitant to what else was in store.
"What say we use another route?" Kaito offered.
"Although I'm sure you'll be able to pick the few measly locks securing the back entrance, I don't want to chance running into any more lethal contraptions. Did you know one of them were firing wooden arrows, like those treasure hunter movies? I dread what else is further inside."
"Then at least we know there'll be a rolling rock, or something along those lines, and our need to escape tumbling objects inside the manor." Kaito joked, letting his detective lead the way.
Shinichi expertly maneuvered up the stairs, seemingly avoiding certain places of the steps, sidestepping at certain location, and making contact with the wall every so often. Kaito had to quirk an eyebrow, suspicion lurked at the back of his mind as he watched his detective's movement in the limited light. However, his concentration was soon broken when he heard a series of rapid clicks and clacks before feeling something hit his leg once more. It was definitely a small object, and by the force it struck Kaito's legs, it fell down from a height, possibly the top of the stair case. And yet, Shinichi merely moved to the side, sticking close to the wall to avoid the falling objects. Kaito, unfortunately, was stuck in the middle of the staircase but he quickly remedied that by firing the grappling to the banister on the first landing, hauling himself away from the tiny projectiles. His mind grew suspicious at the familiarity of Shinichi's movements, his ability to avoid the seemingly hidden traps. The suspicion grew and Kaito had to let out a scowl. There was only one way to confirm or deny what his mind his conjured up.
When the detective arrived next to Kaito, he fired his card gun towards the only window overlooking the foyer. The cards cut through the thick material that served as curtains like it was butter. The heavy cloth floated slowly down, fluttering in the nonexistent wind, and landed gently on the wooden floor. Sunlight instantly streamed into the area, to which both had to squeeze their eyes shut to avoid the sudden burn. Kaito's eyes were quick to recover, having been subjected to such actions during his night-time escapades. He let his eyes roam the body of the detective before him, taking in each minute detail to discern whether the person in front of him was actually his detective. Starting from the slippered feet, the socks were the same plain whites, trousers were of the same cut and colour, there were no discernable differences to the pressed shirt that he bought for his detective yesterday on a whim, and the light jacket was the same as what Kaito saw Shinichi wearing when they left the apartment that morning. Kaito knew if it were his mother impersonating his detective (or even said detective's very own mother for the fact), there would be nothing short of perfect for the silicon mask. However, Kaito's gaze zeroed onto the neck area, where he left a distinctive mark as a good morning greeting to his detective. Instantly, the lack of mark had set off alarm bells and Kaito pointed the card gun at the impersonator.
"Now, I'm assuming you're 'kaa-san." Kaito said with a levelled voice, not taking his eyes off the hands on the banister. "Can I ask why and what brought this on?"
"Tsk, tsk." A finger wagged in the air, admonishing Kaito. "You're lacking in vigilance."
Kaito covered his mouth and nose to avoid breathing in the smoke that erupted around his mother's disguised figure. He knew the Phantom Lady to have a penchart for using paralysing agents and did not want to be caught in it. Who knows what she would do to his body when he was not in control of it. When the smoke cleared, his mother had shed the Shinichi-styled clothing and was clad in her normal one-piece dress.
"I have to ask 'kaa-san, what did you do with Shinichi?" It was concerning how his mother had procured Shinichi's clothing; that was the main concern. He doubts that she was like him, back some time ago, when he made sure to keep a replica of the clothes his favourite detective wears.
"Shinichi-kun? I'm sure he's very well entertained right now, after I've relieved him of these clothes, he was quite...flustered. It was quite cute, with his blushing face and everything. I made sure to take a photo for you so no worries." She smiled evilly, waving her smartphone in front of Kaito. Kaito was not sure whether to be more angered or concerned about his detective's wellbeing. On the one hand, it was his mother who did the deed but on the other, it was his detective being unnecessarily molested. Torn between wanting to complain and knowing he would be teased by his mother should he even voice his opinion, Kaito opted to clench his jaws, which his mother picked up and began chuckling.
"You're so easy to rile up Kaito. However, this does not exempt you from what I have planned." The phone in her hand was instantly swapped with a blowpipe and Kaito's eyes widened before looking frantically around for something to shield himself with. The grin on his mother's face widened to maniac proportion and Kaito was already heading towards the nearest door.
Grasping on the first handle to the sound of ominous footsteps, strangely made by sock cladded foot, Kaito felt a pinprick on his palm. But before he could do anything, he collapsed onto the floor with a resounding thud. His eyes managed to closed themselves as he felt heavy weights on his arms and legs.
"Don't worry Kaito. All is well. This is just a test. I was assured the chemicals would wear off within ten minutes. But I'll add that time to your test." He felt her pat his head, somehow maneuvering him to a more comfortable position resting on a nearby wall. He might not be able to see, but he could still hear. "All you have to do is to escape from the house. It should be easy enough for you."
Kaito did not believe the feat would be easy, it was likely that she would activate more traps before exiting. It had been some time since his mother pulled one of these training tests; she said it was to check whether or not he had to skills to continue as KID, last time it was the incident with Corbeau though how she persuaded the thief he had no idea.
Ten minutes later, Kaito's eyes finally opened with the feeling of pins-and-needles to his legs and rear. He did not dare to move, just in case his mother left something extra in his proximity. Glancing side to side, Kaito did not notice anything out of place and he deemed himself safe enough to move around. Stretching, Kaito noticed the heavy curtains were back in place, not letting a single drop of sunlight in. This meant his mother had expected her disguise to be revealed by Kaito. Gritting his teeth, Kaito approached the door that had the booby-trap knob. He was more careful this time, testing it before turning the brass handle. The door swung open to reveal the dark interior of a guest room. His first means of escape would be through the windows, but opening the drawn curtains revealed they were boarded over.
"Why do you have to be so thorough?" Kaito could not help but groan. He was certain the two elder Kudo were also participants in this so-called test.
Not seeing anything that could help his escape, Kaito decided he would try someplace else. Just as he stepped out into the corridor, static echoed in the surrounding.
"Oh Kaito, I forgot to mention." His mother's voice sounded through well placed speakers. "We're having a bet right now. Shinichi-kun was so confident in your abilities that he bet himself. So if we, and by that I mean his parents and myself, win then he'll be subjected to our whims and we'll be relieving you of his presence as part of your punishment. If Shinichi-kun wins, Yuusaku-kun had so nicely decided to sponsor a trip for the pair of you and had guaranteed that there would be no disturbances to the time off. Isn't he nice?"
Kaito stiffened, not quite sure what the parents would have in mind if he lost the bet that he knew nothing of the details to. It did not help that his mother's voice then cut abruptly, leaving him without a clue as to the winning condition. It could range from not having stepped in a single trap to not leaving a single scratch on the furniture. It could even be a bet on where he would exit from and the timing and such. Sighing, Kaito pushed the thoughts to the back of his head. No use in mulling over something he had no information on. With that, he decided to check the other side of the corridor, which happens to house the guest room that Kaito had claimed as his own during his weekend stays inside the mansion.
"At least I'll be able to restock on my equipment." Kaito once again tested the knob before opening. Like with the guest room, this room's windows were also boarded up. But he was fortunate that nothing else was touched. He first reached underneath the bed where he stowed away a box containing a grappling gun and line, several stacks of ammo for his card gun, some smoke bombs, and sticky pallets that erupt into a gooey mess when thrown against a hard surface. He grabbed the gun and the pallets, putting them into one of the hidden pockets inside his jacket, and went over to the wardrobe. He felt around the inner wall before fingers bumped into an uneven area. Prying the fake plaster away revealed a small cavern and another box. This one contained more varieties of his chemical concoction. However, the one he was looking for is one of the larger pallets that, when thrown, it erupts into a condensed foam that could soften a fall. Before leaving, he opened a nearby desk drawer and pulled away the fake wooden bottom to grab his multipurpose tool, a gift from Shinichi that was engraved with a KID caricature. It was strange to receive something like this from his detective but he treasured it nonetheless.
Next, he decided to try Shinichi's room, though he expected the windows to be boarded up but it was the only other room that he knew was safe from traps. None of the parents would dare put something inside his detective's room unless they wanted the revenge to be paid against them (threefold at least, Kaito still have that stained shirt from Shinichi's revenge when Kaito had accidentally rigged the doorknob of their room to prevent their parents from entering during their stay in the house, but Shinichi unwittingly fell for it. It resulted in a frazzled, sulking and vengeful detective that Kaito still shudders at the memory of). Kaito took the moment to gather his thoughts and plan his next action.
"Well, it's certain that all the corridors would be trapped and I have a limit. Though what that limit is...the details are still uncertain." Kaito said to no one in particular inside the silent room. He liked to speak out inside Shinichi's room, it feels as though his detective was there with him. He was not too bothered if his mother heard him through whatever mics and receivers she placed around the place. "I'm sure the route leading towards the backdoor would be as 'kaa-san said, filled to the brim with booby-traps. Probably some sort of sticky flooring with projectiles thrown in. I can try the front door again, but I'm sure one of them would have expected me to do that and set up something. If it were 'kaa-san, I'm sure she would not hesitate to bring out my worst fears..."
Sighing, he sometimes still cannot believe how mean his mother could be. Especially when testing and training him. He figured it had something to do with his mother feeling responsible for him finding out about KID and taking up the mantle, she was trying to do her part in helping him out.
"This means I'm left with two other unconventional choices." Kaito looked up at the ceiling where the attic would be. Access to the attic is out on the third floor landing, through the pull-down hatch. It would be filled with junk and the low lighting has already made navigation inside the attic difficult. Coupled with the fact that it could also be trapped, Kaito was not so sure of his clean escape. Also, he had no idea whether the small window on top would be boarded up or even if he could fit through it. He had never tried but from the few glances he made every time he came over, the window looked to be a tight fit. Then there is the landing to think off, Kaito was not sure how far the traps would go and whether the parents have literally dug a pit with his name in it (he wouldn't put it past them to not do something so childish). His other option for escape would be to use the basement passage that links with the Professor's place. How the elder Kudo managed to convince the builders to create such a passage was beyond him but it does serve a purpose-that is to help the author escape from his editors and the actress from the nosy paparazzi. Weighing in all his options, he decided to go for the safe route.
"The passage it is." He announced. There were still quite a few nasty possibilities inside the passage, such as a cave-in, blocked passage, filling the place with water. However, Kaito did not believe they would do something so drastic to the only hidden escape available from the mansion so it would be his safest bet.
-TBC-
A/N: Because of the late update (and various technical issues that I'm experiencing at the moment), I've decided to add an OMAKE to tide you readers over just in case the next update is delayed again (I'm still trying to do weekly updates). BTW, MATURE CONTENT SUGGESTIONS in the OMAKE.
-OMAKE: Vengeance is Sweet-
It was night, it was dark, Kaito decided now to be as good a time to make certain adjustments to their current lodgings, namely Shinichi's bedroom. He had already installed several motion sensed cameras around the corridor areas leading towards said room, to capture images as a person walks past. Of course, he made certain to hide all the cameras so his detective would not notice the sudden additions to the decor. Just outside the bedroom, he made certain there were several surprises overhead, that whoever opened the door leading to his detective's room, without warning or invitation, would receive a nasty surprise. It, of course, had taken up quite a lot of planning and a lot of engineering work (he had to create several mechanisms to ensure the contraptions work) but the many late nights definitely paid off.
Glancing back at the doorway leading into Shinichi's room, Kaito looked at his masterpiece. Shinichi was inside the room at the moment, lying in bed and tucked snuggly into the warm blanket. Kaito should have been sleeping in there with him, though setting this up takes precedence as Shinichi had informed him that his parents are coming back for a visit. Having the actress catching him entangled with his detective was distressing enough, to know that she managed to capture the moment was more than disconcerting. He did not want a repeat of such an incident. Not to mention there was a high chance of the father actually coming into the room because of what happened the time before. Kaito was somewhat apprehensive about the author finding him in such a suggestive position with Shinichi. He heard that the author had quite a protective, and mean, streak and who knows what he would do to Kaito. They were still quite new in the relationship (at least in the parent's point of view) so in theory, they should not have progressed this far. Kaito blames their current actions on raging hormones and repressed feelings (him because everything with KID and his night persona preventing him from actually pursuing something more normal, Shinichi because of the whole Conan incident that makes it even harder to find someone that could match him).
Kaito had to double, and triple, check all the wires and traps to ensure a peace-filled night. He had hoped that his traps would also ensure quite a nice morning as well.
'Hopefully with just the two of us and no parents barging in.' Kaito turned the knob to step back inside the warm and cozy room. His detective was exactly where he left him, though Shinichi had pushed away some of the blanket and revealed his half naked form. Even in the dim lighting, Kaito would swear his detective was glowing with his alabaster skin (though somewhat marred with scars much like his own), almost as though the moon was hanging right inside the room just to shine on his detective. Kaito approached the sleeping detective carefully and silently on cat-like feet, footsteps muffled by both his slippers and the fluffy rug he laid down as decoration to this room several hours ago to make their stay more romantic. Shinichi's soft breathing changed slightly as Kaito's gaze lingered just a fraction of a second to long. Cerulean eyes opened a slither and peered in the darkness to identify the source.
"Sorry to have woken you." Kaito whispered, shedding his robe as he climbed back into bed and pulled his detective into a tight hold. Shinichi shivered slightly in his touch.
"You're cold." His voice was gruff, both because of overuse from their previous activities and because of sleep.
"I walked out to grab a drink." Kaito lied, but it was not something his detective needs to know the truth of.
"Bring a glass in next time." Shinichi's eyes slowly closed and he snuggled closer as Kaito's own skin warmed up.
Kaito reached up to smooth out the locks of hair, not that it needs any smoothing seeing as the hair always manage to lay flat on its own, and took comfort in knowing he had ensured their little piece of haven for the rest of the night and possibly all of next morning.
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"KAITO!" Shinichi's voice immediately brought Kaito out of his pastel dreams. He was alarmed at first, reaching for his card gun that he kept close at hand, but the voice did not sound distress. It sounded more like his detective was irritated. Rubbing his eyes to clear out the remnants of sleep, Kaito soon realised his detective was not in bed with him. The side his detective had been laying on was cool to the touch. He glanced over at the bedside clock for a moment, noting it was 4am in the morning.
'Oh no.' Kaito's eyes widened. He could probably guessed what happened. His detective must have gone out to use the bathroom, or to grab a drink of water, and when he returned, he became the unfortunate victim to Kaito's defenses.
"OPEN THE DOOR THIS MINUTE!" Shinichi's voice urged Kaito to scramble out of the blankets. He quickly discarded his card gun and launched himself at the door knob. Pulling the door aside, Kaito found a furious Shinichi, dripping with a sticky and slimy substance.
"I can explain." Kaito quickly launched into an apologetic voice, hoping to calm his detective before he blew up. "I was only trying to make sure our mornings would stay peaceful. You said Yukiko-san would be coming back so..."
"You thought you'd take a preventive measure." Shinichi forced out tersely, "that you'd make sure my mother would not bother us."
"Well, she had managed to sneak in last time I was over. I don't want a repeat of that." Kaito held his breath for his detective's acceptance of the excuse. It sounded as though Shinichi was slowly coming to terms with Kaito's reasonings.
"I will give you five minutes. When I come back, I want you out of my room." Shinichi turned 180 degrees, back towards the bathroom.
"Wait, Shinichi! I'm sorry!" Kaito hurried over to where Shinichi was heading, not once minding he had stepped in the goo. "I'll wash your back! I'll clean up the place! Don't throw me out tonight!"
Shinichi turned back to face Kaito. Kaito hoped it was because his detective noticed the begging tone in his voice (he would never admit to actually begging but if it sounds like begging to his detective, then Kaito would not bother to correct Shinichi). His detective's eyes narrowed, scrutinizing Kaito as he produced a white towel to clean up some of the exposed skin.
"Please?" Kaito pulled the best puppy-dog-eyes he could manage in the dark lighting. He could feel his detective's decision waning.
"You better have the corridor cleaned up when I've finished my bath."
Kaito felt he somehow escaped death as the bathroom doors closed with a soft click and immediately, he went to work with cleaning up the mess.
Unfortunately, although Shinichi allowed Kaito to remain inside the room to sleep together, for a very loose term of together, Kaito was not without punishment.
"Please let me out?" Kaito struggled out of the blanket and rope contraption his detective managed to trick him into. He was naked underneath the blanket and without any form of tools. If only he could wriggle out his hands, but Shinichi had already thought of that and had tricked up with the prospect of something unusual and pleasurable that his hands, his only means of escape, was tied quite tightly.
"No. This is part of your punishment for having me drenched in that." Although Kaito was tied up, Shinichi was still wrapping his own arms around the blankets, as though Kaito was an overly large hugging pillow. "You'll sleep like that and you'll keep me company for the duration of my sleep. Escape and you'll find yourself without my company for an extended amount of time."
"But you'll suffer as well. Won't you miss me?" Kaito tries to look as innocent as he could.
"Humph." Shinichi pushed himself up to look at Kaito before reaching over to a bedside drawer. "I knew you'd be like this one day. Good thing I was prepared." He pulled out something silvery and managed to squeezed it into the rope. Big globular eyes stared back at Kaito and he quickly began to shudder, turning his head as far away as possible.
"Shinichi~"
"This should keep you for a while." Shinichi returned to his previous position, wrapping his arms around Kaito once more. "Now let me catch some sleep."
Kaito whined, not being able to fall back to a dream state as his mind was filled with big staring, empty, eyes and images of the sea.
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The fitful sleep lasted until mid-morning, and Kaito was once again surprised his detective was not next to him. Also was a surprise was that he had been let out of his blanket cocoon. He turned to check for his detective's whereabouts, only to find the bathrobe hanging off the edge of the bed. Not knowing what else he could do to regain his detective' favour, Kaito grabbed his change of clothing for the day and walked to the bathroom.
His shower was thankfully incident free, no scaly horrors or sudden bursts of cold water. He managed to loosen up some of the paranoia after his calming shower but when he stepped out of the bathroom, his slippers immediately slipped on the ground, sending him across the corridor much like riding a slide. He tries to slow his momentum or grab hold of something but his hands continually slipped on the floor. Nearby furniture also seems to be slick with the same substance. When Kaito finally managed to snag onto a table leg, the table began to fall over sending whatever was on the surface to rain down onto Kaito. The sticky substance was overly sweet smelling, to the point that it made Kaito's throat ached just from the smell. Kaito tries to move out of the way but was still caught in the rain of something granular. He managed to roll to the side, only to fall down the loose banister railing. He tries to right himself for the one storey fall, making sure he would not be hurt to badly. He was surprised when he fell onto something soft. Kaito tries to move out but found himself stuck and sunk into the foam. He heard fluttering noise and soon, his own flock descended upon him, pecking at his hair.
"Hey! Oi! Don't pull!" He shouted as he struggled from his captivity. His doves were attacking him! There was a quick flash of light and Kaito tries to blink away the sudden blindness. "Shinichi~ Why?~"
"Because I had a rude awakening at 4am, that's why." Shinichi turned away, leaving Kaito to his doves' attack.
"At least help me up?"
"You're the escape artist." Shinichi turned back to level a glare before softening into something more sharp and mischievous. "However, if you beg enough, maybe..."
"Please Shinichi, Darling, Beloved, Light of my life, the one who holds my heart? My cherished star, please for give this lowly thief for wronging you. I am without life if not for your presence and your wrath burns more than just my body. I will do all I can to atone for the deeds brought onto you because of my wrongful actions so if you could, find in your heart, a speck of love you feel for me, forgive me?" Kaito began spout all the romantic phrases he knows off the top of his head, hoping that at least one would be the magic phrase to free him.
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"Now have you learnt your lessons?" Shinichi sat at the dining table with Kaito serving him breakfast and coffee. The magician took it upon himself to at least dress for the occasion (he promised to follow his detective's every whim for to whole day to make up for the disrupted sleep). Currently, Kaito was sporting a nice French maid outfit, he had several more changes of clothes (each more revealing than the next) and he was not above using seduction to minimize his punishment.
"Of course Shinichi. Never again would I try to booby-trap our lodgings to prevent unwanted interruptions by our parents."
And it was as though summoned by Kaito's words, Yukiko greeted from the foyer with her lively voice. Kaito groaned. There goes the rest of his plans.
-OMAKE END-
