Deep, Down Now

You sink ever further,

from the light,

From the truth,

From the One you love the most...

Part Eight

"KAITO!"

Kaito ducked just in time to avoid a violent swing of a utility mop that was probably "Borrowed" from the janitor everyone (meaning just Kaito) called Fred. Why Kaito named him Fred? He's not even sure why he named the guy Fred, he just felt like calling the poor man Fred, and telling him to lock up the storage closet better to keep all the mops away from certain violent adolescence teenage girls. Then again, maybe it's the new name that has caused the sudden increase of unlocked storage closets in the school. Fred probably didn't get his humor like 99 percent of his classmates didn't get Kaito. The only one who ever understood him was Aoko, and even then that was iffy.

"OI! What'd I do now?" Kaito cried as he continued to duck from the mop; jumping from desk to desk before finally scaling the walls into a corner. He seriously couldn't remember what he was getting 'punished' for now. He hasn't flipped her skirt since he started getting serious with Shinichi, he didn't have a change to get at the British git yet, and he was pretty sure he didn't set up any kinds of traps or mischievous pranks recently.

"You know what you did! Get down here and take your punishment like a man!" Aoko yelled turning a cute color of red that Kaito remembered seeing in Nakamori -keibu's face just the other night during the heist when he managed to glue most of the task force to the walls in neon pink glitter. "OH! Don't make me get Kush-kush out!" Kaito turned pale and dropped from the ceiling; Kush-Kush was Aoko's stuffed Finny-thing that the young girl started carrying around with her when they turned 10. He knew it was ridiculous to be scared of the little stuffed thing, but he couldn't help the cold shivers and the hard beating of his heart as she pulled the horrible thing from her school bag.

"PLEASE NOT KUSH-KUSH! Anything but that horrible monstrosity!" Kaito pleaded right before getting nailed in the head with the mop. Kaito made a low whining noise as Aoko started to scold him about leaving weird things in her shoe locker. What did he leave in her locker? He rubbed his head as he looked at the letter that she was holding in her hand. He manged to catch a few of the words that were in big bold red letters. WAKE UP! HE NEEDS YOU! Why would Aoko think that he put that in her shoe locker?

"Idiot! I wouldn't put that in your locker!" He yelled back at her, "I'm not that weird! Maybe someone put the letter in the wrong box!"

Aoko gave him a weird look, "Who else would leave a letter telling me my..." She turned almost purple as her anger rose again at the thought that Kaito would do such a thing. "I can't believe you sometimes!" With that the chase began again, this time with an even more confused Kaito.

Kaito finally managed to escape the crazed teenage girl once the final bell rang; setting all of them free for the day. He frowned as he remembered back at the letter that got him in trouble in the first place with his best friend. He was pretty sure that they were seeing different messages on the note. He wondered what it could have meant as he continued towards his house, just as he was about to walk up the sidewalk leading into his house, a white bird fell to the ground in front of his feet. The bird's white feathers were tainted black and red, and it's neck was twisted in an impossible angle.

As suddenly as the first white bird fell, soon dozens were falling all around him, he ran to his front door, eyes wide as he threw himself into his house, locking the door behind him. "What's going on?" He whispered to himself before setting his bag down next to the shoe shelves, where a mirror hung above. He looked up into the mirror to look at himself only to see dark red words appearing on the mirror.

You Have To Fight this! He's gonna die if you don't! WAKE UP!

Kaito backed into the wall away from the mirror, he stared at the words for a moment, thinking. "What do you mean? I am awake." He figured if Akako could talk to mirrors, so could he apparently, or at least they wanted to talk to him. No other words appeared on the mirror, maybe Akako was just trying to mess with him. He took a deep breathe, balancing himself back into his own crazy groove. He was used to the red witch messing with him by now, he wouldn't let her get to him like this. It was a stupid witch prank, that's all. He nodded to himself and made his way up to his room. As he made it to the hallway leading to his room, he could see Shinichi in the tall mirror that decorated the end of the hallway. The detective looked terrified at what ever was making the image move closer to where the teenager was crouched down on the floor. He felt a cold shiver run down his spine as he watched his Shinichi struggle to get up.

"What do you say, Shinichi-kun? I'm only gonna ask one more time. Will you come to hell with me to save this boy?" The voice was horrible and chilling. Almost scratchy and twisted, like one of those voice modifiers that he hated so much. Bold red words appeared above the image of Shinichi.

Are you going to let him sell his soul for you? FIGHT IT! You are better then this, Kuroba!

Was the image in the mirror really happening? Then what was he doing? He turned to see the stairs disappearing from where they once were. Where am I? He thought as he watched the darkness slowly creep up on him, making him back away towards the mirror that was still playing out the images. For once in his life, he was scared of something other then fish, truly terrified at what could possibly happen if the darkness managed to swallow him up. He looked back at the words on the mirror as his back pressed up against it. How was he apposed to fight this? He didn't even really know what he was fighting against!

He gave a wide 'KID' smirk as a crazy idea hit him, he grabbed a flash bomb from one of his pockets and a pair of sunglasses. "I guess the best way to fight the dark is with light! Right?" He laughed as he threw down the bomb, lighting up the hallway, causing the darkness to recede away from him. Just as he started to truly laugh, the mirror gave out behind him, dragging him into it's depths.

Whatever he was 'fighting' against, he wasn't going to let it win! Not if his Shin-chan was in danger from it!

AyaH- HIIIII! I give you more! And it didn't take me that long either! That's a good sign! XD So who do you think is gonna win this? Kaito, Shinichi, or the evil demon? This is actually getting really fun to write! See you at the next chapter!

PS: the chapters are also starting to get longer as well. Here I tried to write really short chapters for each part. xD Oh well, the bigger the better right?

Shi-chan