Author Notes: Just something silly. Not too pleased with the ending, but eh.

My Fair Lady

Ran sipped on her soda as she watched the disaster slowly unfolding in front of her eyes. Sonoko was sitting next to her, and if the steady tapping of one finger on the table was any indication, once their third member joined them, the blonde was going to have a lot of things to say about this. Wincing at the thought of the imminent explosion that was likely to cause, Ran once again turned her attention to the spectacle.

Her other best friend since childhood, Kudou Shinko, was currently held up from coming to their table by a group of young men, all very interested in hitting on the high school detective. Shinko, for her part, looked completely confused as to why she was swarmed by men, and more than a little irritated.

Ran sighed. Normally Shinko's obliviousness to romance was hilarious, but at times like this was just a little sad. She was a deductive genius, and yet she couldn't seem to understand that the reason seven guys were crowded around her was not because they were particularly impatient to pick up their food.

Another five minutes and seven broken hearts later, Shinko finally made it to the table with a huff. "Some people...why would I sit with them when I have friends waiting for me? They have their won friends to sit with, they don't need me!"

That was enough to trigger the Sonoko explosion. The girl slammed her hands on the table, staring at Shinko in a mixture of disbelief and disgust. "You...how can you be a detective and this dense!"

"H-Hey, I'm not dense! What brought this on, Sonoko?" Shinko scowled at the blonde, crossing her arms defensively.

Sonoko's eyebrow twitched, and she jabbed a finger at the detective. "Those boys...were hitting on you. Romantically. Like most boys do when they're around you! How do you not notice this? You're such a waste of a pretty face!"

The blink Shinko gave at Sonoko's proclamation was almost comical, before she blushed furiously and squawked. "No way! They were just asking me to sit with them, that's not..."

Sonoko buried her head in her hands with a frustrated sound. "Arrrrgh! And just why do you think they wanted you to sit with them!"

Another blink. "...Because they're fans, maybe...?"

Ran covered her mouth, hoping her snickers weren't audible. Okay, now it had moved from sad to hilarious. Sonoko looked up at Shinko in disgust, then covered her eyes. "Famous detective...brilliant at solving cases...completely oblivious...how is it possible..."

Shinko shrunk back, still frowning with her arms over her chest. "Even...even if they were doing that, I wouldn't! None of them would interest me that way..."

Sonoko latched onto this new topic with a gleam in her eye – despite years of trying, neither she nor Ran had ever managed to drag what kind of man Shinko would go for out of the girl. "Oh? They were all pretty cute, so why not?"

Shinko shifted uncomfortably, looking away. "It's...it's not looks...I'm not going to go out with a random guy off the street, is all! Besides, the first thing I want to be sure of is how well they can keep up with me, not how pretty they are."

"So it's the mind first for you, eh?" Sonoko settled into a thinking pose that Ran recognized as Operation Get Shinko A Boyfriend, a very...very long operation Sonoko had been campaigning on for years. "How about any of your fellow highschool detectives? Like that Hakuba fellow we met the one time...he's really nice to look at, and he's a detective, so you can't claim he's stupid. Or maybe Hattori-kun? Well, he has Kazuha-chan though, but someone like those two?"

"Hakuba's too stuck to the book, not enough creativity." Shinko dismissed that with a wave, then grimaced. "And Hattori is...I mean, yeah, he's not bad-looking, but he's...Hattori. And he does have Toyama. I haven't met any other highschool detectives on their level yet, quite frankly."

"Well if detectives are a no-go..." Sonoko sighed in aggravation, before suddenly going thoughtful. "Hum...smart, able to keep up with you, handsome...you have some high standards."

Shinko frowned. "Keeping up with me isn't that special. I mean, that freaking thief can get away from me, so there has to be more than one out there."

"Aha!" Sonoko snapped her fingers and pointed at Shinko. "That's it! Kid-sama! What about him?"

Both Shinko and Ran stared at Sonoko in light of this new outburst rather as if their friend had suddenly turned into some new undocumented species in front of their eyes. Shinko sputtered. "Ki...what? Why the hell would I ever go for that thief!"

Despite Shinko's exclamation, Sonoko was already in full-on matchmaking mode, hands clasped. "Why not? He's brilliant, you've said so yourself, so the mental department isn't any bother! And since it's Kid-sama, he's bound to be handsome! He's perfect, but of course, he is Kid-sama, so that goes without saying..."

Shinko growled. "You're forgetting the little bit where he's a wanted criminal."

"Details, details, besides you can't say he's a real criminal like a murderer or something. He does always give back what he's taken, after all." Ignoring Shinko's sputters about all of this, Sonoko folded her arms in thought. "But catching the attention of Kid-sama is hard, look at how much I've tried...of course, I'm not running after him like you do. Maybe we can work with that...and, if he notices how pretty you are, maybe he'll take the time to appreciate the rest of his crowd and notice me!"

Sonoko had by now degenerated into starry-eyed fan, and Ran just covered her eyes as, sure enough, Sonoko started ranting about her newest plan to ensnare Kid by attracting his attention with Shinko, and then showing up beside the girl to 'out-do' her and blow him away by her beauty, or something. Shinko, for her point, was looking more and more horrified by each second.

Why couldn't she have normal friends? Ran wondered for a moment, before dismissing it. If her friends were normal, it wouldn't be this amusing.

Despite Shinko's best protests, Sonoko had marched ahead with her plan with the force of a steamroller. So, that Friday night found them at Kid's heist to put the first step into motion.

Ran had to privately think to herself that maybe Sonoko was over-estimating herself. While she was certainly looking beautiful tonight, to 'attract' Kid's attention she had gone full-out on dolling Shinko up, and quite frankly the result was stunning. Sonoko had questionable tastes in a lot of things, but beauty and fashion weren't some of them. And she had rather outdone herself with Shinko tonight.

Shinko stood to Sonoko's left, blushing as she'd been getting a lot of looks all night. Her hair was half pulled up with a delicate blue and silver butterfly clip that stood out nicely against her long dark hair and matched her eyes. The style looked careless but let her hair fall more artfully than it normally did. Her clothes consisted of a shimmering blue tank top that was nicely form-fitting, overlaid by a white knitted jacket that was patterned into lace, buttoning just below her chest. A gauzy, flowing skirt that ended just above the girl's knees was the lower half, and she was wearing white and blue strappy sandals that had just a bit of sparkle in certain places – flats, the only concession Shinko had managed to wrestle out of Sonoko.

This was all topped off with several pieces of delicate silver jewelry and a minor makeup job that brought out her eyes with all of the blue and really proved she was her mother's daughter. She looked gorgeous, and everyone was noticing it.

It was all making Shinko feel terribly uncomfortable, and Ran felt a little bad for her friend. Still, even Ran couldn't stop Hurricane Sonoko once formed, and at least she had managed to talk Sonoko into going for pretty and delicate rather than sexy. She was pretty sure they would have never gotten Shinko out of the house if Sonoko had brought over what she had originally picked out.

It was getting close to the heist time, and Shinko unfolded her arms with a sigh. "...I should probably get going, I still have to pass the Nakamori gauntlet."

Sonoko turned from her rapt attention of the sky in search of Kid and pushed Shinko towards the building none too gently. "Go on then! Make sure he sees me!"

Shinko just rolled her eyes at that, and Ran hid a giggle behind a hand, instead just smiling at Shinko. "Good luck."

"Thanks, Ran." Giving her a smile, Shinko turned and was soon swallowed by the crowd as she headed for the building of tonight's target. Sonoko returned to scanning the sky and cheering wildly every few minutes.

Ran too looked up the sky, wondering if thief would notice the difference, as Shinko usually showed up to heists in jeans and t-shirts and sneakers – practical things for chasing an acrobatic thief, but not the most flattering or eye-catching, to be sure.

She wondered what he would think of it.

Shinko stood with the rest of the Task Force, arms crossed over her chest as the minutes ticked down to Kid's appearance. Nakamori had spent five minutes yelling at her, which was faster than normal at least, but now here she was, ready to try to, once again, capture the brilliant, twisted thief that was Kid.

Normally she felt excited, but now...just uncomfortable. Ugh, it was cold, she hated skirts, and she was getting funny looks from some of the younger Task Force members. Ugh! This wasn't her idea!

Grimacing to herself, Shinko shifted and tried to tug the skirt lower, wishing Sonoko had chosen pants at least. It wasn't exactly summer! And the dratted girl had filched all of her undershorts, so she couldn't dare to pull anything too active running after Kid this time...the thief would probably get away because of fashion. Fuck fashion.

Suddenly the air seemed to snap with tension, and Shinko realized that it was only a minute to Kid's predicted arrival and everyone was growing tense in the last seconds. The worries of her outfit fleeing her mind for the moment, Shinko straightened, eyes flicking over everything, picking out the smallest movements. How would Kid arrive...?

It seemed to fall into dead silence when the wall clock's hand ticked to to twelve, changing the hour.

The next second chaos erupted.

Kid had, apparently, decided to announce his presence with a bang, literally, and many officers yelped in surprise as their uniforms burst into smoke and glitter, replaced by various outfits of bright, garish colors and even some animal suits. Kid was in a playful mood tonight, it seemed.

Shinko skittered backwards to avoid being the next victim of an outfit swap – although as long as it had pants she would be hard-pressed to truly be annoyed, hated skirts – and looked around. Where was the thief...? Ah, there...!

Sure enough, in the confusion, he'd taken the chance to hop lightly on top of the target's pedestal, crouching over the gem with that same smirk on his face. He seemed to be oddly focused on Nakamori at the moment, but that was just fine for Shinko as it meant nothing embarrassing would be happened to her as long as the thief's attention was elsewhere – well, more embarrassing than this dratted outfit.

Nakamori roared, the police rallied, and the usual Task Force antics ensued. Shinko saw the faintest slip of a shadow away from the pedestal just as the Task Force bolted forward, animal suits and all, in an attempt to tackle the thief.

It ended predictably, and with a lot of what looked like popcorn, and Shinko moved towards the staircase she'd seen the shadow dart towards. At least she'd talked Sonoko into flats, who knew how the hell she would have run up these stairs in the heels the other girl had originally wanted.

Five flights of stairs later found Shinko on the roof, to see Kid on the edge of the roof, apparently making a showy appearance for his fans as he hadn't arrived by hang-glider this time. She strode towards the thief, stopping about ten feet away, feeling rather self-conscious.

Kid's chosen target was hosted in a building that was only five stories tall and dwarfed by most of the buildings around it, and the retaining wall was a bare few centimeters high, making Shinko question why it was there at all, really. Obviously Kid couldn't escape by hang-glider, but no doubt he had five other routes planned depending on how this little confrontation ended up, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was that the roofs of the surrounding buildings were crowded with fans and reporters, and they were watching this whole thing. And she was in a skirt.

Kid chose that moment to turn towards her, the smile on his face the same as always. "Good evening, miss. I am pleased you could grave me with your company tonight."

Shinko frowned, he was being unusually...polite? He normally didn't bother with the whole mysterious gentleman shtick in front of her. "Drop it, Kid. Everyone's watching, but we're the only two on this roof. You're not getting away tonight."

The grin widened, and Shinko had a sort of forbidding sense. Somehow this just wasn't to end well, was it? The thief swept into a bow. "So eager to enjoy my company, my lady?"

"Oh yes, every minute fills me with joy." Shinko deadpanned, subtly moving a few steps forward. There might be a chance to dart him if he kept with this strange showy mood. She fingered her wrist for the familiar device Agasa had made for her to "defend her honor" or something. He had weird ideas.

She paled when her fingers found nothing but delicate chain. Right, Sonoko had claimed the thing "too clunky" and forbidden her to wear it, and all she had was this flimsy bracelet! Damn Sonoko!

She scowled down at her outfit, tugging again at the skirt – fucking fashion! – and then snapped her gaze back up. Taking your eyes off Kid was bad – very bad, as somehow in the second she'd looked down he'd moved from the edge of the roof to right in front of her. She hadn't heard him move!

Kid looked...oddly serious, even with the smile on his face – was it warmer than usual? – as he took her hand. "Far be it from me to deny a lady her joy, then. I must admit, I am pleased you have finally dressed up for one of our dates, though."

Shinko opened her mouth to ask what exactly he meant by dates when suddenly her brain shorted when Kid pulled her closer, into an embrace. She seemed to have frozen, as none of her limbs seemed to be obeying her commands to move, do something. In fact she could only watch in stunned surprise as Kid's face inched closer.

Sonoko is going to kill me, and oh god, there's cameras, I am so dead when Mom sees this were the only thoughts Shinko could manage as warm lips pressed against hers and Kaitou Kid kissed her.

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