Hours ticked by as Kaito sat in the kitchen sipping tea still in costume. He couldn't bear to take it off. His mother didn't mind.
His eyes were still red from the crying before.
"Before I retire, do you think, mom, that dad would - " His voice cracked slightly. He licked his lips before continuing on, " would let me do just one more job?"
His mother smiled, and Kaito took that as her response.
He slipped out the door.
It was late, but Kaito had a purpose. He knew where he was heading.
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Katio stood on a lamppost. His cape fluttered gently behind him, shimmering sliver in the moonlight.
He stared down at the figure below him, sitting on a bench, thinking hard. He smirked.
My finale.
The last performance of Kaitou Kid - Kaitou 1412.
He cleared his throat. His Poker face on full force.
"Why Nakamori-keibu, what a pleasure! Thinking hard? Don't wear yourself out!"
The figure turned around before looking up. "YOU!"
"Catch me if you can! I'm the Ginerbread Man!" His contagious laughter echoed through the park.
And thus a goose chase started. They went everywhere from building tops to under the bridge. From sewage pipes to ladies' washrooms. Despite the teasing and taunts, they both were have a good time. Ginzo Nakamori enjoyed trying to catch Kid.
The thief was –dare he say it- fun. No one ever go hurt, and he gave him a good laugh at times.
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Hours passed. Ginzo was sweating hard when Kid's voice finally stopped him.
He looked up. It startled him to see that he was in front of his own home. How did Kid know where he lived?
His thoughts were cut off as a pair of arms wrapped around him.
A feminine sultry tone crooned playfully at the older man, and even Kaito had a hard time keeping the smirk under the poker face. It wasn't his fault some of the officers believed he was a female, was it?
"You've caught me." He whined playfully. Nakamori blushed a deep shade of red, forgetting to cuff the Kid when he had the chance. Kaito just watched with amusement as the chief's face flushed. Hey, this was his last night; let him have some fun.
Releasing the poor man, Kaito changed his voice back to normal.
"On second thought," He showed his wrists, "I'm cuff-free. You still have more to work at!" He paused before giving a goofy smile. "Love Ya!" With that, Kaito disappeared with a puff of smoke.
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With a sigh, Ginzo unlocked his front door, and went in, still in a daze about what the Kid had done. Was he...she a male or a female? The Kid was never straight about anything. Always with the tricks and riddles.
He sighed once more. Walking up the stairs, he stuck his hands in his pocket, and went to his room in a sulk.
He paused - Wait!
There was a letter in his pocket! He took it out and flicked on the light. So that's why the Kaitou hugged him! He wanted to place the letter of the next heist in his jacket!
He ripped the envelope open, thinking gleefully about how wonderful it would be if he was the first one to crack the code.
He smoothed out the letter on his desk. It read:
Dear Nakamori-keibu,
Hope the run made you refreshed!
As sad as it is, I have to say, I'll be retiring now. No, I can't tell you the reason, but I though you might want to be the first one to know. I dare say, you've been so much fun to have around! Too bad you never caught me!
Do have a retirement party in the station for me, would you? Maybe I'll drop by.
See you around!
Kaitou Kid.
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The police chief growled. No, the Kid was not suppose to retire! He couldn't! Not before he caught him!
He slammed a fist on his desk.
No! It couldn't be true. Why?
He slid on the floor, uninspired to stand any longer. It just wasn't fair.
He had been chasing the Kid for years! Years! He couldn't just retire like that!
It just wasn't fair!
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Someone knocked on his door. "Daddy, is something wrong?"
Aoko.
He got up. "Nothing's wrong dear, go back to bed."
He turned off his light. His mind was set on one thing. He would have a retirement party for him, and the Kid better hope he'd show up. He'd better come and give him a reason for his retirement face to face.
No one could talk Nakamori out of his plan.
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The party was perfect. He even had a cake made to look like a giant emerald. Let's see Kid try and steal that!
Nakamori looked around. All he could see was the blue uniforms of the officers. Not a speck of white caught his eye.
Where was the Kid? He said he would drop by!
"Daddy!"
He turned around. What was Aoko doing here?
He asked her.
"Well, since this is that Kaitou Kid's retirement party, I thought he might be here." She made a little circle on the floor with her foot. "Kaito's a fan of him, you know, and I thought I might get his autograph before he disappears forever…"
He smiled and patted her head. "That's very nice of you. Help me find Kid, would you?"
She nodded. "Sure, Nakamori-keibu!"
His head shot up. "What did you say?"
Aoko gave the Kaitou grin. Wait, not Aoko - Kid.
"Stop pretending to be my daughter, Kid!"
Kid's grin widened. "Why, I don't know what you're talking about, daddy." he said, sweetly.
Nakamori glared at him. "Come here, you." He dragged him up to his office.
"Hey, hey! I'm retired. No handcuffing me!" Kaito pouted, watching as the Inspector plop down on his seat in his off.
The man gave him a half-hearted glare. "I wasn't planning to, but I will, if you don't stop pretending to be Aoko. That's the second time."
Kaito shrugged. "Hey, what can I say?" He stretched. "So, what do you want?"
"An explanation."
"No can do, sir."
"Fine, the gist of it then. Think of it as payment for using my daughter's look."
Kaito sighed. This man would never leave him alone if he didn't explain himself. And really, he did own him so much. "Fine. Some people killed my father because he wanted to destroy the Pandora Crystal, and they wanted to use it. The last crystal I stole was the Pandora. Now it gone, and I've finished my father's job."
He used his fingers as little puppet characters while telling his story. Truthfully, the finger puppets made to story even harder to follow.
"The Pandora Crystal?"
"Do your own research."
The Inspector glared. "Fine." he growled out, deep in thought. That was a lot more than Nakamori expected from the Thief. "At least that explains Kid's eight year absence." He muttered to himself. Nakamori looked up at Kaito, thinking hard.
"Anything else, Nakamori-keibu?"
The chief looked nervous. "Yeah," He paused, "Can I have your autograph?"
Kid couldn't help it. His poker face broke. He bursted out laughing. "What?"
The man scratched his face, avoiding eye-contact. "It's not for me; it's for Aoko. Perhaps she might want one for Kaito-kun like you said. She always liked him."
His poker face was officially useless today. Kaito's face turned red.
Was he hearing this right? WHAT? Aoko liked him?
Thankfully, the chief's eyes were elsewhere, still avoiding looking at him, or else his cover might have been blown.
"So?" He was impatient.
Kaito nodded. "Sure." With a puff, a pen and paper appeared before him. He scribbled his name on it, and quickly handed it over to him. "Here."
He turned around quickly, heading for the door.
"Thanks," He heard behind him.
Kaito waved his hand at the man, not turning around. He knew his face was still red, but that never affected his voice. "Enjoy! And don't forget your daily exercise! Can't have an old man like you getting chubbier than you already are, can we?"
He heard a growl.
He smirked.
"I don't care if you're retired or not! Come back here, you! I'll teach you to make fun of an officer!"
Kid took off. The Chief followed closely behind him, yelling threats.
It was like old times again. Except this time, Kaito wasn't in his Kid outfit. This time, he was dressed as Aoko.
"GET OUT of my DAUGHTER'S costume!"
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Both men knew that perhaps this would be the last chase they would ever have together.
They both savoured the fun, and joy of the run.
"KID! When I catch you, you'll be VERY sorry you ever crossed with me!"
The crystal might have been gone, the Kid might have disappeared as well, but his memories were forever.
No one could take that away from him.
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The End