Title of the work: Harsh Truth
Author/Artist: tanteikitty
Pairing: Kuroba Kaito x Nakamori Aoko
Fandom: Magic Kaitou
Theme: #01 - look over here
Disclaimer: I don't own Magic Kaitou characters, but my plot bunnies own the story I used them for…they claim it whole-heartedly.
Rating: K+
Summary: If only he paid more attention to his surroundings...
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Ten minutes to eight.
Nakamori Ginzo told himself. Ten more minutes before it would begin.
Outside the museum there were hundreds of Kid fans, several reporters and police, and amidst the crowd there was a couple that stood out.
They dressed normally and they weren't doing anything stupid but they did have the same unruly brown hair and same the bright blue eyes.
One of them, stared at the large clock hanged at the huge doors of the museum entrance, trained blue eyes that know the value of every passing second.
The other was too engrossed in cheering to notice what her companion was doing. Her cheer differed from the others, while they all yelled for Kid to accomplish she yelled for her father to win.
The boy with unruly hair stared at the cheering girl before he slowly slipped away from the crowd to prepare.
The girl known as Nakamori Aoko continued cheering for a few more minutes before she realized that her friend was gone.
"Four minutes…" a low whisper of a young man clad in a blue dress shirt, red tie, white suit and a white top hat echoed softly in the empty room of an abandoned building behind the museum.
"Kaito!" Aoko yelled, her voice drowning in the sea of cheers and yells for Kid. Her blue eyes scanned the area, trying to spot her friend.
A few minutes passed and still no sign of Kaito, Aoko sighed he was the one who was so thrilled to go in the first place. She glanced at her watch and saw that it was already three minutes past eight.
"The heist must have already begun." She told her self, Kid maybe a thief but he was very punctual, still walking away from the museum and heading towards the abandoned building behind it.
Between the museum and the abandoned building was a small alley way where she could squeeze herself into, she didn't exactly know why she did it, why she even thought of it but her instincts told her to and so she did. Aoko slipped into the small alley way between the two building structures when she saw a figure heading inside the abandoned building.
The figure seemed to be female, it had long hair and a shaped body but she couldn't understand herself, why did she even hide, she wasn't afraid or anything? Her curiosity pushed her too much as she thought of why she hid in the alley, soon she found herself up the stairs of the building, she could hear the faint clicking of heeled shoes on the stairs.
She was right the figure was female.
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A grinning young man ran away, a fast as his feet could, away from the horde of policemen and a creatively cursing inspector. In his gloved hand was a gem, almost as big as half of his hand.
The young man stopped short as he stood on the edge of the museum rooftop.
"Kid!" growled an angry Nakamori Ginzo.
Kid grinned as he tucked his prize for the night earning more growls from the inspector.
"Tsk, tsk, Don't worry my dear inspector we'll have more time to play cops and robbers next time around, but for now I must go!" as he bid his goodbye, he pressed the button on his belt and activated his hanglider.
And as the internationally wanted thief jumped of the roof the strong winds blew, carrying him away, giving off the notion that he could fly.
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Koizumi Akako tapped her heeled feet on the floor, she wasn't as patient as she wanted too but she had to warn him tonight of her vision, she had to warn Kid—Kuroba.
Her ruby eyes spotted a white hanglider nearing the roof, her lips curled into a grin as she hid in the shadows of the night.
He's here.
Kid landed safely and gracefully on the roof floor, he sighed as he took the gem out of his suite and aligned it with the moon. His face fell as he found out it still wasn't the gem he was looking for. Slowly, he tucked it back inside his white jacket.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Kid turned his head sharply and stared at the slender figure approaching him, her dark red hair cascading behind her, her outfit gave very little too imagine but it still did covered most of her private parts.
The wind blew strong as Akako approached Kid, his white cape fluttering behind him.
"Kid."
"Koizumi. What brings you here?" Kid asked politely.
"You, my dear Kid or should I say Kuroba-kun."
A silent gasp emitted from the lips of a certain inspector's daughter hiding behind a rusty water tank.
"Kuroba…Kaito, he can't be Kid." Emotions swirled around as Aoko heard their conversation.
"Me? What is it that you wish to tell me?"
"I had visions, Kuroba-kun."
"Kid, if you may, call me Kid."
A smirk.
"Alright, Kid. I had visions, it wasn't as clear as others but it did show signs."
"Signs about what?"
"Signs of a terrible event, of lost loved ones, of uncertain eyes finding the harsh truth."
"Eyes?"
"Yes Kid, eyes. Eyes of someone dear to you. Someone you do not want to hate you, someone your care for much more than your own self, the eyes of someone innocent and yet somewhat suspicious."
One person would pop out. Her unruly brown hair falling down behind her, her crystal blue eyes glossy with unshed tears and filled with pain, sadness, hate, regret, betrayal…
He couldn't take it. Kid closed his eyes and when they opened Kaito emerged from the thief.
"Koizumi…" his voice was a low whisper.
"Don't worry Kuroba-kun I won't tell anyone of your secret but I can't be to sure about Hakuba-kun, he does like Nakamori-chan. And he does know more than the basics about you."
Kaito heard his heart shatter, of course Aoko would go better with Hakuba but somehow he wouldn't accept him. He grew up with her, spend most of his waking hours secretly watching her, how could he, how can he? He can't…he wouldn't give her up so easily, no. Not even when she herself didn't like him. He was selfish, he knew it but he didn't care.
"I expect so Koizumi, I do hope I can trust you."
Akako's gaze softened a little, he really did like her and she could just give up. She didn't know what Kaito saw in Aoko but maybe she just didn't have Aoko's fiery presence.
"You can trust me Kuroba-kun, I assure you." And there was a nagging feeling in Akako that she just couldn't describe maybe her vision happened, maybe it was happening right now, maybe it was the lost of presence from someone hiding.
Kid—Kaito nodded and his blue eyes stared at the moon. He'd find that cursed jewel and destroy it then he would finally be able to be with Aoko.
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Aoko's glazed eyes hurt so much. She could feel betrayal, pain, sadness, how could he keep this all from her. She knew that there were secrets one should keep for themselves but she just couldn't help but cry over it. Maybe, just maybe if he looked over here, over her direction, if he paid more attention then Aoko wouldn't be hearing any of it.
Maybe if he just looked at the moving shadow then he would stop talking, then she wouldn't hear the truth that broke her very being. Then she would continue on living, ignorant of the truth but at least it wouldn't hurt so much.
She remembered Akako's words"
"Uncertain eyes finding the harsh truth."
"Yes Kid, eyes. Eyes of someone dear to you. Someone you do not want to hate you, someone your care for much more than your own self, the eyes of someone innocent and yet somewhat suspicious."
So she was those eyes, she had those eyes, uncertain eyes, innocent yet suspicious eyes. She owned the eyes he cared for so much more than his own….
Aoko felt like leaving the world alone, like running away or flying away, if she only could. Hiding away from everything, from more truth, more lies, from more of everything.
She was out of the building in a few minutes, tears running down her cheeks. She would head home, it was the best thing to do right now. She would head home, cry out her eyes, go to school in the morning, start the day like always and then, if she had gathered enough courage she would confront him, she would yell then listen to him, to his explanation— if he did have one—and after that she would make her decision, if she would forgive him or not but right now, it was a good time to go home, not talk to anyone and sleep it away.
It was the best thing to do, right now she thought as the cool night wind kissed her tears away, just how she would wish Kaito would do.
"If only Kaito looked over more carefully, maybe then he could make an excuse she could believe and they would still be like always…"
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a/n: There we are a new kiss fic! I think I focused too much on the theme and forgot about the kiss part...; I'm so forgetful sometimes...I mean I only remembered there had to be some sort of figurative or literal kiss somewhere in the story at the end...anyways I hoped you liked it!