Finally here it is, I hope I got a good quality on it. That's why it's taken so long... Sowwy, Love Minawa
Two days of peaceful truce had passed and the two boys were finally getting relaxed around each other. They shared their meals together, brushed up for night at the same time and Kid continued to insist on breakfast in bed. Shinichi complained about being spoiled but Kid just waved it off as being his own pleasure. He would smile as Shinichi seemed to open up to him, despite refusing to drink any orange juice that Kid would bring. Little did the two know about the forces preparing to disturb the boys status quo.
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Other thieves had found their eyes glued to the necklace, finding out about it from rumors surrounding Kaito Kid being after it. After that a group of salesmen with a screwed up business moral found more clues leading to the young detective who'd been spotted changing in the window, showing the necklace. They knew they would make big money selling it on the black market. All they needed was Shinichi.
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"I'm on my way already, I already shopped. Stop nagging." Shinichi complained over the phone as he crossed the bridge. Kid sighed on the other end.
"I'm hungry...! Hurry already, I want to see you..." I said. Shinichi cleared his throat as the thief grinned.
"I'll be there in about 10 minutes, alri...? What the?!" Shinichi were talking but got cut off before the phone crashed to the ground. I jumped up from the couch.
"Shin-chan?" I tried, knowing the detective hated nicknames, hoping for a reaction. Nothing came back. The sounds of motorbikes were heard but thing else.
Without hesitation I ran out through the front door, cell phone glued to my ear. I broke into a sprint towards the bridge Shinichi had crossed a few minutes ago.
Arriving at the scene I saw tire tracks burnt into the ground and the plastic bag full of groceries lying spread out on the ground. No cute detective.
"Fuck! Where are you?" I said and hung up the phone. Instead I looked up a program installed on the cell phone and activated a GPS bug I'd placed in Shinichi's jacket. Hey, if you're going to stalk someone you might as well go all the way.
A red dot blinked a few blocks away from my own blue one. It was moving fast between streets. I cursed and started running, looking for transportation.
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Everything was blurry and moving past so fast. Colors blended and the wind was cold on Shinichi's face. I shook my head and closed my eyes, feeling my hands shackled with cold metal cuffs. I was now wide awake and realized I was leaning on a bigger guys back, riding a motorcycle. There was no need to know how I'd gotten into this mess; all I wanted was to get out.
Getting ready I leaned in at the guy's side with both my hands, grabbing the handle and twisting it hard to the left. Both the bigger bloke and me were thrown off the bike and I rolled ungracefully on the hard concrete. Other bikes stopped next to us and I counted them to be three guys, three bikes in total with the one I'd just wrecked. Getting up on my knees I glared at the one guy that were lying close next to me, twitching on the ground. Stumbling up the other guy grabbed me, getting a hard shove from the young detective. I was still dizzy and threw a wild punch, actually managing to hit the third guy who had come to help his fellows. Trust me, throwing a punch with both your hands in cuffs were not easy and I felt my right shoulder ache from the sudden strange angle it had moved in. it felt like I'd pulled a muscle.
Not thinking twice I ran as fast as I could from the scene, the two guys getting back to their bikes and getting on my trail. I had a head start but for how long could I hide from them like this?
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"Shinichi!" I yelled, hearing my voice echo. In the far distance the sounds of motorcycles were heard among the buildings and I headed in the general direction they came from. My heart was pounding hard despite my amazing cardio and I was sweating like crazy with my hands shaking as I stared at the phone showing the red dot. Shinichi.
I looked closer and noticed the red dot had separated itself a bit from the direction of the motorcycles. It probably meant that the detective had managed to get away or hide. Or could the tracker...? Whatever the reason Kid knew he had to find his love.
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Hiding in the narrow space underneath a backdoor staircase wasn't the best place but the shadows kept me hidden well enough. Or at least that's what I hoped for. I sighed and let out a heavy breath, trying to gather whatever energy there was left. The cuffs were a problem too and I had nothing to pick the lock with. Things were looking bad but I had my hopes up, he would get here...right?
The sounds of running footsteps were coming closer and I tensed up. Who was it? Afraid to move I sat still, silently waiting with a heavy lump in my stomach. My worried came true when a big man clad in leather and dark sunglasses came around the corner and spotted me sitting in the shadows. Crawling to my knees I got ready to fight back but I had nothing to worry about. A metal bar slammed against the back of the man's head. As he fell down, blacked out, Kid stood huffing behind him. Seeing me his shoulders relaxed and Kid smiled heavenly.
"Thank god..." he sighed and ran in under the stairs, falling to his knees and embracing me into a tight hug. I felt relieved but also embarrassed, hot and something stirred in my stomach...
Kid pulled us apart and unlocked the cuffs in a few seconds. He dragged me to my feet and pulled me with him.
"Let's leave him and just go, I'll get you to safety..."Kid promised with a serious voice as he stared into my eyes. I looked down and couldn't speak as he held on to my hand for dear life...
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"This is one of my safehouses, don't rat me out to the cops, kay?" Kid joked as he let me inside a small cottage. The bus ride had only been 45 minutes long but we were now in the woods, far from any civilization. I had to say, I was relieved to get away from the city in order to think things through but... the company was for some reason distracting.
"Want something to eat or drink?" Kid asked with concern. I shook my head and sat down on the couch as Kid lit the final candle. I lifted an eyebrow to question the candles. He smiled.
"The bulbs are broken and I haven't been here for some time, this will have to do..." he said and carried a lit candle to the coffee table in front of me and the couch. As he sat it down so did he. For a few minutes we sat silent as I wrapped myself into the blanket that lied around. Kid smiled gently.
"They won't find us here. I'll keep you safe." He reassured but I blushed at that. I laughed.
"I'm not a damsel in distress, you know?" I said but Kid just grinned.
"I'd say differently..." he joked but I just gave him a sour look. He stood and looked at me.
"I guess I'll go wash off my makeup. I think this is a good time to show you my face, my real one..." he said and walked to the small bathroom before I had a chance to speak. I looked after him as he closed the door.
I knew Kid had a different look, another face but I hadn't expected to have him show me it. I felt butterflies in my stomach from excitement and worry. Was he not worried I would identify him to the police? The old me would have but now... what would I do now?
I sat silently for a few minutes and tried to think through the situation regarding the bike gang. The obvious guess was that they wanted something from him, since they had wanted him alive. Information? His skills? Maybe even the necklace?
I glanced at the bathroom door and thought about it. No, Kid was the only one who could have it. I realized how protective that thought had sounded and shook my head, red in the face.
The door opened and out came a teenager that look a lot like me, only with messier hair. The boy grinned confidently but I figured he was really nervous underneath that perfect poker face of his. I smiled reassuringly to show it was okay and Kid seemed to get it. He sat down next to me and we went silent for a while.
"I'm called... Kaito. That is my real name." Kid said and I raised my eyebrow.
"Kaito? Is that why you call yourself Kaito Kid? How original..." I said and Kid smiled.
"I guess I was born a thief..." Kid, no, Kaito joked. I shook my head as Kaito stood.
"I'll make some food." He said and went to the small kitchen area. I was tired and lied down in the couch, sure to fall asleep quickly. True to my thoughts, I was soon down under.