Hey readers! New chapter for you. The other day I was sitting watching some musical and then BAM! This idea hit me, and I think it turned out pretty good. So, here you go, I hope you guys enjoy it!
Yawning, Shinichi stretched and forced himself to get out bed, if only to search for coffee. Making his way out of his temporary bedroom, he frowned a bit. Maybe it would be best to wash his face first, he didn't want to accidentally burn himself because he was too sleepy. Sighing, he changed his destination to the first floor bathroom. He felt a little surge of annoyance when he still had to use a stool to see himself in the mirror.
Washing his face, Shinichi glanced up into the mirror. He couldn't stop the squeak of surprise when he spied his neck. Twin dark marks either side of his neck, they weren't large or overly noticiable, but they were there. He gingerly pressed down on them, feeling a subtle curl a pain but mostly satisfaction. He shook his head, it was way too early to deal with his mixed feelings about his best friends.
Shinichi made his way to the kitchen, grabbing out the coffee, then on second thought, some English breakfast tea and hot chocolate for the two still asleep. The familiarity of simply boiling water and mixing the drinks set his mind at ease, even more so when that first sip sent hot, and strong coffee to his system. Sitting on the couch, he was amused to watch as the two followed their noses to their respective drinks.
"Thanks Shin-chan." Came the sleepy murmur from the magician whose eyes were still at half mast, still trying to wake up. When Saguru had a sip of his tea, he cut a glance to Shinichi then to his tea.
"Is something wrong?" Shinichi inquired, heart doing a weird little thump. He knew how fussy Saguru could be about his tea, maybe it had to do with him being half British.
"You can make the tea from now on." Saguru ordered, giving an appreciative hum on the next sip. Oh, high praise indeed, Shinichi absentmindedly thought as a subtle pink rose to his cheeks. He couldn't stop his inner self purring at the compliment, at the sight of the other two so obviously happy to be drinking something he'd made. Shinichi gave a little shake, he needed to stop before he got himself hurt, just like with Ran.
"I'm gonna go get some air. I'll stay in the building, don't worry." Shinichi mumbled, hopping up off the couch and heading straight for the stairs that led to the roof. He was pleasantly surprised to see that it wasn't just an empty space, there was little garden that was growing a variety of things. A lot of them looking suspiciously like ingrdients for some of KID's gasses. Shinichi took a deep breath, reveling in the fresh air hinted with Saguru's and Kaito's scents. He closed his eyes and just sipped on his drink.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Aren't you a cutie?" A distinctly male voice of a non-familiar origin said. Shinichi's eyes flew open, senses tingling, mind whirling, and body tensing up.
"Don't be like that. I just needed to rest my wings." The guy in front of Shinichi said, sensing his distress. Shinichi eyed him warily, quickly downing his cup of coffee so that he wouldn't have anything distracting him. There was just something about the guy that set Shinichi's danger senses off. He hadn't done anything to warrant the suspicion except a few unwanted comments.
Shinichi took stock of what he could use if he couldn't escape or get to his do- get the guys to help him. He didn't have his belt, shoes, glasses, skateboard, the only thing he had on him was his watch and mind. He kept one eye on the guy, and another on how far away the door to the penthouse was.
"The names Masumoto Hiroki." The guy said watching Shinichi expectantly.
"That's were you introduce yourself as well boya." Masumoto-san said, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I'm told not to talk to strangers Nii-san." Shinichi replied, making sure it was in that chirpy childish voice that grated on the other guys nerves.
"If we introduce ourselves, then we won't be strangers anymore, we'd be accqauntinces." Masumoto rebutted, a grin that was a reminiscent of a sharks. Shinichi stood up, cup in hand and slowly made his way to the door of the penthouse, it'd be best if he just left now. Seeing that his target was leaving, Masumoto raced forward, standing in front of the door, blocking Shinichi's escape.
"That hurts, why would you do that?" Masumoto inquired, a pout on his lips but eyes a dark swirl of emotion. Why did he always have to deal with the crazy ones? Shinichi thought absentmindedly as he backed up. He raised his watch, the dart triggered and ready to fire. In a quick practiced move he fired, gritting his teeth when Masumoto easily moved away from it. Damn shifters having sharp eyesight, Shinichi mentally grumbled. The watch was out then, only his surroundings to rely on now. He glanced around looking for options, the only way to escape was off the side of the building or through that door, and since his blood hadn't awakened yet, the door was his only option. His muscles tensed, and he lept away when Masumoto lunged for him.
He darted around the garden, keeping it between them, but it also made him further away from the door. He felt dread pool in his stomach when he watched as Masumoto get up and lock the door. That cut off the option for someone to just coincidentally coming up here and helping him. Out of the corner of his eye, Shinichi spied movement. Turning he gasped when he saw Watson.
"Watson-san!" He called out, attracting the attention of the falcon. She seemed to drop a few feet out of shock as she watched Shinichi be tackled to the ground. Her powerful wings flapped and she was speeding towards the open balcony into the penthouse. Shinichi tried to scramble away but Masumoto had a hard grip on his waist. Shinichi kicked out, cursing something a foul at his lack of kicking power.
"Now where'd you learn that one love?" Masumoto purred into his ear, shivers of revulsion convulsed down his body. His heart was racing, and not in the good way it did when he was around Kai and Saguru. He opened his mouth to call for them, when it was blocked by a pair of slimy lips that forced him to quieten down. The moment a tongue tried to sneak in, he bit down hard, enough so to draw blood. He tried to call out again, only to be silenced once more. Help, Shinichi thought weakly, his eyes welling up with tears he didn't want to show. One of his hands reaching out to the closed door, willing it to open and for them to save him.
So... I feel bad for what I've done to Shin-chan... It was kind of mean to him, and them you guys for the cliff hanger. Well, please review, and I will try to update soon, I hope you enjoyed this Chapter!