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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.
Warning: KaiShin relationship.
A/N: I have heaps of ideas now but no time to write [[cringe]] WHY?! This chapter is so...fluffy...
First Bets
Kaito nearly collapsed onto the floor when he burst open the plain white door leading to a rather brightly lit room. In front of him stood Shinichi, eyes wide and probably shocked to see the soggy state Kaito was currently it. Never would Kaito have thought they would dare to actually flood the passage with water, and to throw in debris as well, then turning the passage into a wave park. At least none of his doves were caught up in that mess, which Kaito was grateful for.
"Shinichi!" Kaito launched himself towards the smartly dressed detective in front, "tell me you've won the bet."
"Kaito?" Shinichi helped him up from the half kneeling, half falling stance. Kaito stared up at the twinkling eyes for a second before pushing the detective out of his hold.
"Yukiko-san! Stop trying to pretend to be Shinichi as well!" Kaito moaned. He was certain this was the actress and not his mother. His own mother knew he had saw through the disguise and knows well enough to not try it again.
"See Yukiko, I told you Kaito-kun would see through you." The author was amused as he put another stroke down onto a piece of paper. There were quite a few tallys inside the table with several rows and five columns. On the first column, Kaito could see the swiggles to writing, which was partially covered with another sheet of paper. The other four rows, Kaito assumed to be for each of the betting individuals. He hoped the column with the most tallys belonged to his detective.
"Mou, Kai-chan~ Do you have to ruin it?" Knowing she was found out, she dropped her act and let her character shine through. "The bet's too close right now…" She pouted before pulling off the silicon mask to reveal her natural beauty.
"It could still go quite a few ways Yukiko, you'll never know. After all, we've made several bets over the hour and some of them are still ongoing." Yuusaku gestured to the paper in front of him. "I wouldn't count the chickens just yet."
Kaito looked at the banter between the two elder Kudo in rapt attention, wondering what other bets were made. But before he could ask further, his eyes were drawn to the voice by the doorway leading from the bedroom area.
"'Kaa-san, I swear that…" The voice left off the rest of the sentence when the owner of said voice saw Kaito crouching in the middle of the floor. He eep-ed before trying to look for some place to hide.
"Shinichi…" Kaito stood up slowly, careful as though each of his action can cause his detective to bolt from his position. "What are you wearing?"
Kaito's eyes trailed up and down the figure, taking in the sight as best he can and engrave it to his memory. He wasn't too sure whether the actress has the equipment set up to take the photo.
Embarrassed, and deciding it was pretty much useless trying to hide, Shinichi walked with more confidence and stood straighter, letting the several pairs of eyes (including the Professor who had stuck his head out from the workshop just to see the commotion, and Haibara who had been busy with preparing dinner) watch him as he moved. The fabric, though not restrictive nor outrageously revealing, was still quite form fitting. The jacket did nothing to hide as the cut was definitely tailored for his body dimensions.
"You know how 'kaa-san knows all sorts of people?" Shinichi tugged at the hem of his jacket, hoping to lengthen it slightly. The design of the jacket was lopsided, with the left side longer than the right. As compensation, the right had a dress-like design with its bunch of lace-like fabric bundled into a tail, held together with a black lily. "She gave her designer friend a photo of us, as inspiration she calls it. And the designer friend came up with this…"
Kaito had to admire the various intricate details on the costume, which was what it really is rather than fashion. Shinichi had a black velvet suit jacket with white lace bundle at the base and a large red spiderlily tucked at the breast pocket. The lack of buttons on the jacket was made up by the zigzag of golden chains across the waist, exposing more of the shear gauze-like fabric underneath that served as a shirt. Kaito could see there were faint designs on the dark grey chiffon fabric, but the colour offset was hard to detect. The hidden design made the shirt as though it was made from wisps of smoke. The dark burgandy pants were extremely fitted, coming up to mid-calf. There was a row of buttons on the left side where the base folds up slightly. Underneath, Shinichi was wearing long knee-length checkered socks of red and black to cover up the remaining skin, which was tucked inside the pants. The leather boots were shined to perfection, envy of every salaryman and police officer. The costume was topped off with a small, dainty, tophat decorated with a row of miniature black lilies interspaced with red spider lilies, angled to the side.
"I'd say the designer had great taste." Kaito eyed up and down and motioned for his detective to turn around. He held back a whistle when he saw the intricate embroidery on the jacket and the accentuated lines. His detective's best feature was definitely well framed. The colour may not be something Kaito would have chosen for his detective but it suited him well.
"You have one as well." He motioned towards the bedroom.
"Yes, Kai-chan! You'll have to put on your's and let me take a picture!" Between the time when Shinichi entered and Kaito's brain finally unfroze, Yukiko had changed out of her costume and Chikage returned with a tray of snacks and drinks for everyone. "My friend wanted to see whether her vision came true."
A shudder ran through Shinichi at the thought of his image being forever framed into a photo, worst still it would be shown to others.
"Of course Yukiko-san." Kaito was enthusiastic and excited at the prospect. He wanted to see how well he would match up with his detective. He walked up to the bedroom with a light skip, hearing his detective complaining in the background about the functionality of the ruffles and chains.
Two cardboard boxes sat on the bed, the black was opened and empty, which Kaito assumed to have held the costume his detective is currently wearing. The other white was still closed and wrapped with a light blue ribbon tied off into an intricate bow. Kaito picked up the discarded red ribbon, that no doubt used to belong to Shinichi's costume box, and placed it back onto the bed. He made a mental note to bring it out for his detective, the costume still looked as though it was missing something and the ribbon should do the trick.
Pulling apart his own ribbon, he opened the box and pulled away the thin wrapping paper designed to keep out the dust. The first piece he pulled out from the box was a thin button-down shirt made from the same guaze-like material he saw on Shinichi's costume only this was in a light pastel blue with wisps of white that looked like swirling fog. Strangely, the shirt only had one full sleeve on the left. Next to come out of the box was a strange bit of fur. Kaito gave the fabric a quick shake but realised it was not much of a jacket but more like a cape. There was a long golden chain on one of the corners, and a golden circle on the opposite corner. He assumed this was supposed to be worn off the shoulders instead of an actual cape across his back. The chain was longer than needed with gem pendant on the end. Kaito ran his finger along the chain to see if it would catch onto anything. The pendant was made of glass, carefully cut and sanded to ensure the smooth corners. Light seems to be bouncing around inside the pendant, reflecting many colours off its inner surface. The shoulder area of the cape was also adorned with a large pattern of cut stones in different colours, the geometric shapes were artfully arranged so no same shape or colour were next to each other. The cut of the pants were the same as his detective's, only it was in a black and white vertical stripe that made his legs seemed longer, though the line of buttons were on the right pant leg instead of the left. The socks were in the same black and white though this time in a horizontal stripe. The boots at the very bottom were white leather boots with golden buckles and straps on the side. To the side of the boots was another smaller box, Kaito speculates this to be the headware. Again, the hat was of the same tophat design with white as its main colour and decorated with a blue ribbon adorned with the same gems he found on the cape. It looked remarkably like the KID tophat only a lot smaller. There was a small clip on the inside to secure it on the head at an angle.
Kaito held back the bubbling giggle when he realised how similar the outfit could be with the KID outfit, only this one seemed more playful.
'If I have to describe the outfit,' Kaito thought to himself as he began to strip down from his clothes, 'is that his is fluffy and bright. I'm surprised how quickly the designer picked up on my interest in gems. Maybe Yukiko-san said something?'
He used the mirror inside the bathroom to straighten the clothes. It still looked as though something was missing. His right arm was too bare. Glancing back at the box, he eyed the two strings of ribbon before smiling at the idea. He could have used his own blue ribbon but he rather liked the idea of having some of Shinichi's outfit on his person. Grabbing the red ribbon, he wound it around his biceps and forearm, tying it into a bow at the wrist but leaving ample ribbon dangling from the knot.
"So? How do I look?" Kaito proclaimed as he stepped out of the bedroom. His detective's eyes were instantly drawn towards his own. "Although I must say, the outfit is surprisingly comfortable given how it looks." Kaito could practically hear how his detective's mind stutter to a complete halt at the sight of himself for it was the same for Kaito when he first laid eyes on Shinichi's costume.
"Oh Kai-chan! You look fantastic!" The actress was quick to grab Kaito to stand next to Shinichi. She nearly threw him towards said detective, pushing them together before taking a few steps away. "Now hold still while I take the photo."
"Wait." Kaito held up his hand. "There's something missing from Shinichi's costume."
He pulled out the ribbon then tied it at Shinichi's neck, making sure it was loose enough to not suffocate his detective or leave a mark on the pale neck but tight enough to keep it in position. He made an intricate knot, ending up with four loops much like a clover instead of the conventional two, leaving one side of the ribbon's end rather long.
"There, that's better." Kaito stepped back to admire his work much to his detective's confusion. Slender hands reached up to look at the end of the ribbon. "You have something that marks you as mine now." Kaito held up his own ribboned arm and waved it in front, "and I'm dyed in your colour as well."
Shinichi blushed, not knowing how to respond to such displays. Yukiko giggled in the background.
When the actress' photo appetite was satisfied, after two hours of posing and positioning to which neither the other two parent or the scientists came to the rescue even when they were drafted as extra held to position furniture and light sources, Kaito and Shinichi were finally allowed to change out of the costume.
As Shinichi pulled off his shirt, Kaito nuzzled the half undressed detective and hugged from behind, earning a startled yelp and an imbalanced detective struggling in his hold.
"What's wrong?" Shinichi's voice was muffled by the shirt as he finally managed to pull himself out of the garment.
"Nothing much." Kaito nuzzled further into the crook of Shinichi's neck, taking in the scent as best he could. "I'm just hoping no one else would see you like that."
"You mean the pictures? I think 'kaa-san is sending it to her designer friend."
Kaito shook his head as he tries to bury himself deeper into the flesh as though wanting to meld together.
"No, they can look at the photos all they want. It doesn't really show much. But the expressions between photos, those small glances you thought I didn't notice. Those I don't want to share with anyone."
Kaito noticed his detective's blushes spread quickly down the neck, his embarrassment was evident and cute that Kaito had no choice but react like any other person, that is by more cuddling and nuzzling.
"Kaito, stop it." Shinichi slapped Kaito's forehead lightly, with a playful touch not intending to harm his magician but try and deter further action. Kaito retreated and let his detective continue with his dressing as he watched with rapt attention at each flex of the muscle. "Don't even think about it." Shinichi warned, obviously he was able to read the magician like an open book, stopping Kaito from attempting to bring any lewd thoughts to reality.
"Love, you are tempting me you know." The smirk never left Kaito's face even though he made no movement to actually do anything. He leaned casually on the wall as he watched Shinichi fix his shirt. Kaito, not wanting to keep his hands still any longer, walked over and began helping out with the buttons. He could feel Shinichi's focus on his hands as it worked deftly to button up the shirt. Once Kaito reached the collar, he pulled Shinichi close in an attempt to steal a kiss.
"We still have work to do." Shinichi's hand raised just to stop their lips from making contact. Kaito pouted at the action.
"Work? What work? With your parents and my mother in such a mood, I don't think we can have any work done today."
"They have some new information. Or so they say. There's a high probability that my mother needed an excuse to dress the two of us up." Shinichi gave the box of clothing a baleful stare as though it wronged him somehow. "However, my father must have something, what with that particular smirk on his face when I saw him enter the Professor's house."
Shinichi pushed out of Kaito's hold and headed for the doorway, only to be pulled back suddenly into the magician's embraced once more. Facing forward, Shinichi tries his best to scowl at his magician's antics but Kaito only beamed at him before placing a quick peck on the lips.
"I would have done more," he said, letting Shinichi go before moving a step away, just in case his detective decided to retaliate violently, "but as you say, we have work to do today."
Bouncing joyfully out of the door, Kaito could hear Shinichi groan and a slap to the forehead. It was not often that Kaito leave without doing something untoward with his detective and when he does, he often leaves Shinichi more frustrated.
Approaching the living areas of the house, Kaito could feel a vindictive and cold air in the atmosphere, which could be contributed from the two elder Kudo sitting on the opposite sides of the couch. Kaito glanced back and forth between the couple before landing his eyes on the kitchen area where his mother was hovering over the little scientist making their dinner.
"What happened?" Kaito asked, not wanting to walk over the apparent war zone.
"I'm not really sure myself…" She looked hesitantly between the pair of adults as well. "They were fine a few minutes ago when we started comparing notes, then I came over the grab our drinks."
Shinichi choose the exact moment to walk into the room, he turned to look at his parents before sighing dramatically. Thinking the son of the pair would know more than his mother, Kaito bounced his way over to his loveable detective.
"Love?" Kaito placed a kiss on the cheeks, this time Shinichi did not bother to push Kaito away. He took this as confirmation and hugged his detective closer.
"They're at it again." Shinichi sighed once more, sinking into Kaito's hold before forcefully straightening himself up and walked purposefully over to the couch, intent on diffusing the atmosphere.
"'Kaa-san, what did 'tou-san do again?" Shinichi sank into the seat besides his mother.
"Oh Shin-chan! It's terrible! Your 'tou-san is betraying me again!" Yukiko latched onto her son's arms, glaring at the author opposite her with vengeful eyes.
"'Tou-san?" Shinichi hoped his father would elaborate on the situation, knowing full well his mother was blowing everything out of proportion again.
"Your mother is over-reacting. I was only tailing the target but was soon discovered."
"Target?" Shinichi was alarmed, it sounded as though his father had been made.
"Nothing to be overly alarmed about." As though reading his son's thoughts, Yuusaku started his tale from the beginning. "When we separated with Chikage-san, we tailed the woman you've identified. She met up with another individual, a male, around mid-thirties, average height. An hour after the meeting that we weren't privy to because of the environment in the bar, the man left the location. Yukiko trailed after him to see where he was going. I stayed behind at the bar to observe the woman."
"He was drinking with her without my knowledge! He didn't even have the intention to tell me afterwards! Thinking he could hide it from me! He even has her number!" Yukiko used her version of the puppy-dog-eyes on Shinichi hoping to gain a few sympathy points.
"I was then discovered by the woman, whom I have been informed to be called Casablanca at the time." Yuusaku continued as though his wife had not intervened. "Later, after a quick search, I found her name to be Muragami Yuri. A well-known information dealer. I've been told by my informants that she works for both sides of the law, though currently she seems enamoured with a boss of a certain yakuza group. Most likely the man we've seen her meeting. Her involvement is strictly to her own advantage and she's not partial to any particular group with the exception of that yakuza leader."
"And that yakuza group has no other affiliation?" Shinichi turned towards his mother, who had been the one following the man in question.
"None whatsoever. He's your everyday bully in the streets, ensuring the protection of his area. From the short time I've been tailing him, then the subsequent infiltration," at this, she giggled. Shinichi have no idea why but he was not that keen to find out just yet, "he has some drug dealings in the surrounding bars. I'm guessing the names he passed over to that Yuri were names of his competitors or resource providers, hoping to gain leverage. So it's not likely his group is associated with The Organisation."
"And I had high hopes for the woman…" Shinichi should know better that not all woman trying to come onto him and were out for his blood were part of The Organisation. His recent encounters somehow skewed his perception of women overall nowadays.
"Well, all is not lost. She offered me her phone number, so at least we have a way of contacting her should we require her services." Yuusaku managed to recapture his wife's disdainful look.
"See what I mean Shin-chan! Your father has a phone number, a direct line to that woman! And she offered it to him! It's clear they have something going on!"
After hearing the whole story, Kaito could not help but sweatdrop at how far the actress has blown up the situation. It sounded nothing like the author was having an illicit relationship with this Yuri person, not like what she was making it to be. He speculates that the actress was only playing up on the idea, to see how far she could go before someone (that being Yuusaku, or in some cases it might be Shinichi) gives into her demands and indulges her to soothe her anger.
Besides him, Chikage giggled, trying to muffle the sounds with the mug by her lips. It was not helping in the slightest. Kaito eyed his mother wearily.
"It's just so like Yukiko-chan to try and act jealous." She commented as though it was a common sight. "Before Shinichi-kun was old enough to understand, she would often call me and talk about Yuusaku-kun's exploits. How women would flock to him during press conferences and book signings, how they would have stars in their eyes when Yuusaku-kun greets them." There was a nostalgic air in her voice, most likely because she too was reminiscing about the good-old-days.
Shaking his head, Kaito grabbed the cup of coffee, that he had been preparing for his detective, along with his own mug of sweeten milk tea (the Professor's kitchen had been bereft of his favourite chocolate drink for some time ever since the little scientist caught the Professor smuggling some into his morning drink).
"Have I ever told you that your parents are insane Love?" Kaito whispered softly into Shinichi's ears as he handed the drink over. Neither Yuusaku or Yukiko noticed him as they were busy bickering (more like Yukiko forcefully accusing Yuusaku of wrongdoing and the author valiantly trying to stop the accusation from escalating. He probably knew it was impossible to stop the accusations altogether).
"I keep wondering how I'm actually blood-related to them…" Shinichi nodded his thanks for the drink as Kaito squished into the small space between him and the handrest. With some maneuvering, Kaito managed to reposition Shinichi onto his own lap instead of the other way round. Shinichi gave a questioning glance to Kaito but otherwise remained silent, being used to the sudden changes position, Shinichi paid it very little attention. Instead, he leaned in to his magician, seeking comfort.
"'Kaa-san, 'tou-san, if you're done?" Shinichi reminded his parents the reason for their gathering.
"Right, right." Yuusaku turned back to his computer, pulling up several documents before turning the screen over to face the pair of look-alikes. "So far, my sources have revealed nothing suspicious about Yuri or her associates. We can safely assume that the people she is representing is merely interested in the Key because of what it is rumoured to contain. They have the intelligence to know that possessing the Key would mean destruction of their group so they would rather someone else have said Key, but themselves only the information that interests them. That said, I'm quite sure that they don't even know the extent of the information contained inside the Key. If all they're asking for is two names, then they're not knowledgeable enough about the Key."
Yuusaku turned towards Yukiko to see if she has anything else to add. She shook her head.
"There wasn't much on the man I've been tailing. We know he's yakuza boss, I have his location. But apart from dealings inside several bars, add a little bit of human trafficking, there's not much of interest to us at the moment. I would suggest handing the information to the police for follow-up instead of you taking it up Shin-chan." She pointedly looked in Shinichi's direction. "You already have a lot on your plate, there's not need to add more to it. Or perhaps, if you don't trust the police, hand it over to one of your detective friends?"
"I'm sure Hakuba wouldn't mind picking it up. It would keep the detective out of trouble." Kaito injected his own two cents. Hakuba was at least someone they can trust, though he might question their source of information. But he seems to have a decent amount of respect for Shinichi to not question too much. Handing the information to the police would have been better but seeing as they cannot be certain of the extent of The Organisation's inside the law enforcement, it would be quite risky to expose their sources.
"Hakuba? Someone related to the superintendent?" Realising neither of the Kudo knows about the blond detective, Kaito took the initiative to clarify.
"Hakuba Saguru, an acquaintance of ours. He's also a, well I'd say a teenage detective but he's no longer a teenager. Perhaps a consultant detective then."
"He's more than an acquaintance Kaito. You treat him like a good friend, though it is expected seeing as both of you were in the same class in high school." Shinichi poked at Kaito playfully at the cheeks, as though to remind him not to fib about relationships. Kaito grab hold of the offending appendage and kissed it before wrapping it into his hold around Shinichi's waist.
"Well, he's an annoying friend then. He kept hassling me about KID all through high school."
"So you were in the same class as a detective. Can't imagine how your lessons went." Yuusaku joked, his mouth upturned into an amused smile.
"It's a wonder that I haven't received additional notes coming from school about your misbehaviours. I remember being sent at least one note per week about your pranks at school." Chikage took a seat next to Yuusaku, resting her cup onto the coffee table in the process.
"Well…about that..." Kaito scratched his cheeks, turning away from the intense gaze from across the coffee table.
"Let me guess, you magicked those notes away haven't you?" The accusatory tone was clear from Chikage and all three Kudo did not wish to intrude on the upcoming argument between mother and son, they stayed quiet in the sidelines, drinking their cup as though they were background elements and not part of the current situation.
"You say it as though it was a bad thing 'kaa-san. It's more...practicing of skills rather than actual pranking. At any rate, my classmates have enjoyed the downtime during class. Having sit through a full hour's worth of mind-numbing tutorials and lecture is trying on young minds. So of course there'll be fewer notes." Kaito tries valiantly to steer the topic back, "Speaking of notes, you and Jii-chan were pretty amazing at the bar that night. Never knew you could sing like a pro."
"Flattery will not exempt you from your misdemeanours during high school, even though you're in university now. It does not mean I'm not going to grill you." Her stern gaze caused Kaito to shrink into the upholstery. "However, I do have more pressing matters."
Kaito sighed, breathing easy for the temporary relief. He needed something to placate his mother in the near future. But for now, he was grateful they have a task at hand to distract her.
"I hit jackpot on the man I've been tailing. His group is small, but is old. He inherited from his father, who inherited from his great uncle. Generally, a group this old will be extensive, yet this one kept its numbers low. Quite unusual I'd say."
"There are a few like that in the States, though those have associations with a bigger group." Yuusaku added, his frown was mirrored in Shinichi. "Either that or they were planted, and kept, by the local PD."
"And this one also has associations. It's supposed to be a money laundering faction of a larger, more prominent yakuza group but it is not its sole purpose." She took out a legitimate name card from her breast pocket, displaying the company logo proudly. "It is a legitimate business, registered with all the bells and whistles. Most people would not look twice at the documents seeing as it was so well recorded. However, it was precisely that which made me curious. Nothing was out of place, neither have they ever been subjected to tax investigation. Not even once were their documents sampled. The amount of information provided were too extensive for any small businesses."
"It's highly likely they have people in high places to exempt them from such investigations." Shinichi concluded, finger tapping on his chin. "You're right, this particular group does warrant a more thorough investigation. However, doing this ourselves would put us at risk and neither Kaito nor I would want to expose you all for this."
Shinichi glanced over at Kaito with a meaningful look, almost pleading. Kaito winced and sighed, already knowing what his detective was asking of him.
"Love, I really don't want you to be meeting with that Yuri woman again. Who knows what she'd do to you." Kaito held onto the free hand, massaging it with much tenderness, almost as though trying to resculpt the muscles.
"She's not really directly related to any of us, nothing to trace back. We've already made contact before and she have given us a means of contact." Shinichi logically put forth his reasons. "Given enough payment of service, I'm sure she can give us more that what we could have collected ourselves. Plus, it's also beneficial for her as well, I don't think she's going to turn us down. If you're really worried, we can give her a contact number instead of me actually on the get-go. That way, we have more control."
"We're not using that phone number. Who knows whether she has a phone-tap or not on the number." Kaito pointed out. That was what he did to the few numbers he gave out as contact for when he was planting the information about the Key's ownership. "Do you have any other place in mind for the meeting?"
"No, I'm thinking about using the bar again. We've established that my character would frequent that particular bar. So it wouldn't be too strange to have the bartender keep an eye out for that woman, and leave her a means of contact on my behalf. Like my expression of interest but would like to set up further exchanges or something like that."
"Shinichi," Kaito cannot stress enough that the woman wanted more than just an exchange of information. However, he would try to make Shinichi see the danger even if he cannot dissuade his detective from making further contact. "Just make sure you won't be alone with the woman for any extended amount of time, even when we're in the bar. Keep to the bar counter where I can keep an eye out ok?"
"Kaito, you're being a worrywart." Though his words were accusatory, his voice held much affection. Kaito was sure his detective rather liked being protected from time to time even though he may complain.
"I cannot help but worry when the whole world is out to get you. I may not mind people being attracted to you, because you are charismatic, but them acting upon those attraction does bother me." Kaito admitted freely, even as both mothers were making suggestive eyes at them. Kaito chose to ignore those wagging eyebrows and instead focus his eyes in the bright cerulean.
"I'm not going to betray you Kaito." Shinichi took Kaito's words in the opposite direction, instead of sensing concern for his well-being, he thought his magician was more concerned about him leaving.
"That's not what I meant." Kaito sighed, sometimes his detective was just that dense. "I meant you needing to protect yourself better. I know you won't leave me for another."
"Yes, because it's hard to leave something that's practically like the air I breath."
Kaito couldn't help but blush at the comment. No matter how nonchalant Shinichi makes the words, it still sounded utterly sappy and romantic. Something not often expressed by his detective.
"Aw~ Aren't the two of you cute." Yukiko's words snapped Kaito back into the present, now fully aware that they have an audience. Her voice broke through their pastel coloured atmosphere to the jarring problems at hand. "And isn't that romantic of you Shin-chan."
"'Kaa-san!" Shinichi complained, giving Kaito a few more seconds to recompose himself (or conceive a way to retaliate and seek revenge). Shinichi coughed to give a moment to himself and control the urge to hide behind Kaito. His mother just had to point out the obvious and try to embarrass him. "Anyways, we'll decide what we should do after the meeting. For now, I'll pass the information on to the police or the JSP to follow up. An extra pair of eyes never hurt."
Kaito knew the sudden change of topic was his detective's way of hiding from possible questions from his mother. It did not help that the moment he finished speaking, Shinichi grabbed Kaito's wrist and dashed out the door, stating they'll be back for dinner but they would go pass on the information down at TMPD first. Kaito held back the chuckle and let Shinichi lead the way, letting his detective pull him and run away from the laughing parents.
-TBC-
