OK failed at Point of Views XD But whatever
Sorry for being so late! I have a lot on my plate so here we go!
Conan's POV
Conan crossed his arms in frustration after he explored every corner of the house. It was pretty big and well designed and furnished. It seemed nothing like a house you would expect to keep someone trapped in. It was well disguised to outsiders and even to him as a simple family home, well it wasn't. Locks, too high for Conan's reach, where padlocks and could only be opened with a key, and since he didn't have his powered shoes, watch, and belt, it was impossible to get out. Everything was locked; even the fire place had a cage around the entrance! He grunted in annoyance, did Kid think he was Santa Clause? The house had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a big living room, well updated kitchen, and expensive looking furniture in every room.
Conan had just finished exploring and jumped up on the smooth silk like texture couch pondering what he had learned. His mind raced back too the last time he saw the thief. He had made a deal with him and now he was stuck here. He sank down into the couch in dread, exploring the house got his mind off this issue but now that he was satisfied with his findings he began to think of what he actually did. After the thief had left him last time he just noticed that Kid had slipped the key to his chain in his shirt sleeve. Conan tried to use that to unlock any lock he could reach with a chair and some books but to no avail, it was a different key he needed.
The front door clicked behind Conan just a few feet from the couch, the living room was connected right to the entrance of the house; Conan turned his body until he was leaning his chest against the top of the couch and his arms folded so he can place his chin on them as he stared at the figure who entered.
Of course it was Kid. Kid was wearing a black cap with a grey shirt with a dragon design in the middle and a black jack over his shoulders. In each hand he carried two plastic grocery bags filled with food items Conan guessed; Kid closed the door and Conan heard it click of the automatic lock set in place. Kid smiled at Conan, who was staring at him, murder in his eyes. He carried the bags into the kitchen Conan's gaze following his every movement; he leaped off the couch and followed Kid. The thief had already placed the bags on the small table and started to empty the contents, he ignored the miniature detective as he put away the items in the cupboards and fridge. Conan was surprised of how much food Kid had bought and stored away.
Finally he was finished he threw the bags into one of the compartments that seem to the place to store away plastic bags to use again.
"Where were you?" Conan asked a bit of sharpness in his voice. He will was in a bad mood whenever he was with the thief.
Kid laughed out loud and placed his hand on the child's hair and teased.
"What? You missed me? You sound like you're the wife here."
Conan caught on the meaning and pulled away from the crazy thief; turned away from him approaching the couch he sat before, he leaped on his and glared back at the thief.
"No I didn't. You can leave again. I am very happy with that, actually I am happier if you allowed he some fresh air." Conan spoke with a mild tone. His temper has surprisingly gone down as he spoke.
Kid smirked and walked over to one of the windows in the living room just behind the couch Conan was in and pulled out a key. Conan eyes where drawn to the key, deal or not, he wasn't planning on wanting to stay here. He wanted out. But why have the key when the window was going to be opened? Conan studied the windows and they all had no screens. Was Kid a fool to think even if he was here, Conan couldn't get through the window?
As Kid unlocked the window and pulled it opened, Conan leaped of the top of the couch and gracefully jumped passed the thief, landing on the window sill then quickly dropped down into the thick bushes.
Conan felt the sharp pain of scratches down his arms through his thin long sleeve shirt and jeans, great it was a rose bush, he grumbled. His muscles felt the adrenaline rush as he felt the excitement he had just escaped from Kaitou Kid! Yes! He heard the noise of the door clicking opening and that gave Conan the urge to scramble through the bush.
Getting more cuts and scratches from the rose's thorns then he wanted. He lowered his head and pushed throw the tangle of branches with thorns protruding out to slash him as he passed. He broke through stumbling out, some thorns where still in his skin and they drove deeper in when he did a summersault out of the bush, he got to his knees but he didn't stop to pick out the thorns as he rushed towards the gateway of the small yard.
"Planning on going somewhere?" The voice behind him spoke calmly.
Conan stiffened in dread; he should have studied the yard before thinking so stupidly! Conan wasn't going to let the thief get him, Conan stepped back judging when the thief was going to grab him and slipped out of Kid's reach. When Kid stumbled forwards the mini detective jumped on his back and leaped up and solidly landed on the brick fence. He jumped down onto the sidewalk, but when he landed he felt the sharp pain of the thorns in his feet.
'DARN IT! I forgot my shoes!' Conan thought as he stumbled onto his butt from the pain. He stopped for a second and panted, blood trickled down his body, his thin long sleeve shirt, which he was able to keep from his suit outfit, didn't shield too well, blood swelled and stained into the shirt. He looked like he been through a war zone; he looked towards the gate, pleased to see the clumsy thief just getting to his feet.
Conan quickly pulled out the thorns that stayed in his feet, he got up and half limped half raced, into the alley beside the building. He finally found a place to hide, behind a dumpster, even if Kid found him, he could never get Conan out even if he tried to squeeze through the small space. Conan panted and leaned against the wall, he got out, and he actually did it.
Kid's POV
'He got out! I can't believe he actually make a cults out of me!' Kid thought as he walked out of the gate.
Kid had to give Tantei-kun credit for using Kid to get out the window and the yard. A smirk came across his face when he remembered the determined look Conan had on his face, yes he is a clever one indeed. He walked out of the yard finally able to unlock the gate, he knew no one saw Conan because the neighbourhood Kid picked was very quiet and it was very rare for a car to come by. Kid went to the spot where he knew Conan was; a small pool of blood and blood child footprints made Kid frown. He knew Conan fell into the bush but he didn't think he would hurt himself that much to get away, it hurt inside Kid inside but he knew this was the only way for his feelings…wait…feelings towards a child?
No. it was feelings towards the person who was inside that body not to the child body for sure, and then he would really be a pedophile.
Kid followed the food prints which left a trail into the ally way, his eyes where drawn towards a dumpster where the blood trail ended. He knelt down and gazed into the darkness, deep blue eyes gazed back at him.
Conan's POV
"You alright?" Kid asked.
Conan glared back, the blood down his arms, legs and face stopped bleeding so badly when he stopped, he found one just under his eye and it hurt a lot too pull out but he got all the thorns out.
"What's it too you?" He voice back dully.
"Well Tantei you are my captive and you are my pupil. Come, I think we better get you fixed up." Kid replied as he reached a hand to Conan.
Conan moved away from Kids hand and winced at the pain of moving around.
"I'm fine, just leave me alone, I had enough of your tricks." Conan spoke in a tired voice.
He closed his eyes, he just wanted to be left alone then he could gather his strength and leave and never ever go to a Kid heist again. Conan drifted off to sleep right there in the dirty ally way with Kid trying to get him out of his spot.
The next moment he felt a silk like texture of a blanket or something covering him as he felt the softness of a bed or something under him. He rolled on his side and groaned at he pain of cuts…?
'Oh yeah I jumped into a Rose bush' Conan thought as gently hands of someone, Kid? No how would he have got behind the dumpster and get him out?
Conan flinched at the wetness of a cloth on the cuts of his arm, the cloth pulled away and someone lips rested on his cheek, right under the eye where a nasty cut was, and kissed him.
"Hush Tantei-Chan you're safe now, just relax." Kids gently voice spoke into Conan's ear.
"Tomorrow I will watch you more closely to make sure you don't get hurt. We can take a walk, cook, and begin to train. This was a rough day, just rest for now…" Kid continued, whipping Conan's arms and legs. He washed his face too, very gently; too gently that Conan was drifting in and out of slumber. Kid kissed Conan on the lips.
"I'm sorry" was the last words he heard.
Kid's POV
He bandaged the child up and watches him drift into sleep; he knew that this day was too much for a Conan to handle, he felt responsible for the cuts he had. When Conan had finally fallen asleep again Kid walked out of the room, he made a list of items he still needed for training and clothes for Conan. His next Heist was coming up fast and he needed to train the detective to be a thief before then.
His cell phone began to ring when he existed the door to Conan's room; he reached into his pocket grabbing the cell phone and placed it against his ear.
"Hello?" Kid spoke into the phone.
"KAITO! YOU IDIOT! WHERE WERE YOU TODAY!" A high pitched female voice screamed into the phone.
"Oi Aoko, you trying to kill my ears? I'm sorry I got held up helping someone. I actually don't be in school for a few days, busy. I got to go bye!"Kid Replied then hung up.
'This will keep them wondering for awhile, now let the real show begin' He thought as he walked into the shadows of the house and vanish.
OK now I know this chapter is kind of a useless DX but its just to give more fluff and now the next chapter will be more interesting :3