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Shinichi's POV

He blinked blearily up at the ceiling and attempted to sit up. After failing several times he collapsed back onto his pillows causing his bangs to fall into his face.

He blew at the displaced hair but it just would not move. He sighed and reached up to move the offending hair, stopping when his hand came into contact with something warm and soft.

He looked up cautiously and took in the arm draped across his forehead. Slowly he traced the arm's length and let his eyes wander further freezing when he saw who it belonged to.

Kaito was lying next to him, curled into a tight ball with the exception of his arm. He fingered the magician's bangs, absently brushing them off his face.

'So I really did, do that?' He thought sadly. 'What was I thinking? Never mind, scratch that. I wasn't thinking.'

Kaito's body suddenly moved and he was quickly put into a situation that made him gasp. He squirmed violently, almost pleased when he discovered that he couldn't move, almost.

"Kaito… Wake up!" He called out. Kaito twitched and clutched him tighter. He sighed exasperatedly.

"Kaito wake up!" He shouted. Kaito yawned and opened his eyes, staring straight down at Shinichi. The magician glanced at the situation and muttered a soft string of curses.

"That's the understatement of the year." He said sarcastically.

Kaito's POV

The room was alive with nervous tension as Shinichi poured the tea, hands shaking visibly. He sat down gingerly on the edge of his seat and watched his brother move around the room.

He was still glowing with happiness because the dream he never thought would become reality, had. He allowed himself a small smile as Shinichi sat down across from him.

Walls were suddenly slammed down; the detective's face went blank and unreadable.

"Kaito… I made a mistake last night. It won't happen again." Shinichi said abruptly. All at once, the joy that had formed within him drained away.

"W-what? What do you mean a mistake?" He asked desperately. Shinichi shook his head.

"Kaito last night was… not a good idea." Shinichi started to say but Kaito was already out the room and across the street.

Blinded by pain he didn't see Aoko walking towards the very house he just left.

Aoko's POV

She knocked on the door several times before stepping inside, figuring that he wouldn't mind her intruding.

"Hello? Is anybody home?" She raised her voice, hoping that he would her voice.

"I'm in the living room." A strangled voice called out. She quietly opened the living room door and stopped. Shinichi was sitting, slouched on the couch looking very depressed.

"What's wrong?" Aoko asked sounding genuinely worried.

"Nothing, I just made a really stupid mistake last night." He said ruefully.

"Do you regret doing it?" She asked softly. He lifted himself up to look at her and slowly shook his head.

"Are you prepared to deal with the consequences?" He stopped and thought a moment before nodding.

"Then it wasn't a stupid mistake." She said firmly. He grinned and wondered if it was OK for him to believe in her opinion.

"I'm sorry… I just said something really weird didn't I?" Aoko said anxiously. He waved it off and smiled at her.

"No, it helped. Thank you." He said seriously. She started to blush again and he decided that now would be an appropriate time to pour more tea.

AN: I am SO SO SO SO SO SORRY for taking so long but I have been positively swamped with schoolwork. It seems the teachers want to cram 2 weeks worth of homework into our brains before we leave for winter break. It sucks, hate homework. I hope to get the next chapter up really soon!

I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll see you all soon! (Hopefully)