Midday Meetings
Jealousy
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Was it possible to be jealous of your alter ego?
Despite going through personal experience, it still seemed a little far-fetched for him to acknowledge as truth.
Still, despite his mild denial, he felt something uncannily similar to jealousy as he saw Aoko break another pencil.
He'd already made three jokes at her expense, flipped her skirt twice and stolen her text book…
…but he was hardly getting any reaction what-so-over. He got a slight rise out of her, but it seemed almost weak compared to her usual burning rage.
Which wouldn't be so irritating if the rage he usually received wasn't being directed somewhere else. It was like he hardly mattered comparably.
Kaito's eye twitched again, was he seriously jealous of his alter-ego?
What seemed even more insane was that he was jealous of her anger.
'…a psychiatrist would have a field day on this one… I can see it now… "and when exactly did you start viewing your… other identity as a different person?" ugh…' Kaito sent another annoyed glare into the space that was the chalkboard, mentally trying to find ways to get Aoko angry at him.
'It's not that I'm really jealous… it's just unpleasant for me to think that 'KID' is more important to her!'
Kaito face-palmed again, deciding he really didn't want to think about all the implications behind that.
This was already complicated enough as it stood!
Kaito sighed, why did it feel like Kid was trying to steal away his Aoko?
Kid spent way more time with Aoko than he had a chance to lately.
'Well… maybe not, considering school, but he spends much more time with her outside of school than I can.'
Always a new jewel to scout, a part-time job to attend, extra homework that he had forgotten about…
Kid was his only consistent way to see Aoko out of school lately.
'Then why am I jealous?!'
Kaito proceeded to bash his head against his desk.
Aoko, oblivious to Kaito's inner turmoil, began plotting gruesome ways to dismember one phantom thief.