Fifth chapter, guys! Sorry, even though I had ample time to type today, I got very distracted....
In this chapter... Kaito's got something up his sleeve...a special target means a spectacular heist!
In the middle of the dark, dark night, forks of blue lightning stroke through the midnight sky, illuminating the gangly trees that surrounded the remote house. She was in her spell room again, as usual, trying out different spells and thinking up new ones. Her assistant stood by the side, watching her in silence, handing her equipment when she needed them.
There came a loud rap on the door, resonating throughout the relatively quiet house. She lost concentration for a second, and then turned to her assistant.
"Answer it."
The wart-faced assistant waddled to the door, and wrenched it open. Outside, a teenager dressed in a white magician's uniform stood with his arms crossed.
"I want to see Akako."
The assistant merely nodded, then led the boy to his master's room. He knocked softly on the door, and opened it when she answered positively.
"Mistress Akako, you have a visitor," he croaked.
Akako turned around, surprised to have someone visit her at that time in the night. "Kaito-kun!" she exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"
"Akako, do you know anything about the Angel of Destiny?"
Akako stared at him for a moment, then replied, "What do you want the information for, sweetie?"
"It's..."Kaito hesitated, and decided he should not say. "It's private. And don't call me sweetie."
The witch laughed a tinkling laugh, then said, "Sweetie, tell me. I won't tell a soul." She fluttered her eyelids at him, and her eyes twinkled flirtatiously.
Kaito rolled his eyes, and muttered, "Stop flirting with me, Akako. Now tell me what I want."
She sighed. "I guess it was worth a try. Now let's see... Angel of Destiny... Yeah. I know about it. Why? Tell me, or I won't tell you what I know."
Kaito slapped his forehead in exasperation, and then explained, "It's just that I er....need to know where it is. So that I can steal it, you know?"
Akako looked at him strangely, and said, "But you don't steal dolls, right? You only take jewels."
"It's different. I know the Destiny has some sort of power. If it falls into the wrong hands, we'll all be in trouble. If you tell me what you know about it, then maybe I can help you back."
She thought for a while, and then said, "Okay then. I'll tell you where it is. But in return, you must give the Destiny to me when you find it, okay?"
Kaito rolled the thought in his head. "Giving Akako the Destiny wouldn't be of any harm," he thought. "Deal." He grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously.
Akako smiled. Kaito had fallen into her deal without looking for loopholes. She turned and walked to her steaming cauldron, and waved her hand over the shimmering liquid. She chanted a spell, and the liquid surface formed a vague picture, then she spoke to it.
"Show me the Angel of Destiny."
It sparkled and shimmered, and the picture shown on its surface came onto sharp focus.
"Cool, you could watch high-definition movies on your pot-thingy."
Akako glowered at him. "It's not a pot-thingy, it's a cauldron. And it doesn't play HD movies." She went back to her spell-casting, and peeked onto the pot. After a while, she looked up at Kaito and said, "You've just got to see this."
Kaito poked his nose into the pot, and saw a picture of his Tantei-kun in it! "I think I'm dreaming," he muttered, "did you make the pot show Tantei-kun in it?"
Akako mumbled something about 'foolishness' and said, "No! He has the destiny. Don't you get it?"
"B-but I did search him! It was the very first thing I did when I realised the Destiny was missing!"
Akako waved her hand on top of the pot once more, and this time, it showed an x-ray of the kid, and the white patch lodged in his heart shone through perfectly. Kaito gasped, and recomposed himself.
"He-He's got something in his chest?"
"Yeah. And guess what?" She turned her cold stare at the teenager. "That patch is your prize."
"That would explain why I didn't find it on him in the first place. But how do I get it out then?"
"Simple," replied the young witch. "You bust it out of him."
Kaito started, then protested, "I don't use violence to get what I want! How do I get it out without hurting him?"
"You'll have to make him wish it out."
"Why?" Kaito was getting more and more confused. "Wishing won't work. There's no such thing."
"That doll," Akako indicated the patch, "has the power to grant every wish that the kid wants."
"Oh." Kaito fell silent, waiting for her to continue.
"And it seems that his body tissues are starting to grow around it. If you don't get it out before it completely wraps around it, you'll kill him if he wishes it out. So if you do manage to catch him, bring him here to me, and I'll feed him something to get it out."
He shuddered, the thought of accidentally murdering someone, let alone a little kid, was too much for him.
"Okay then. I'll go find Tantei-kun."
With that, the young illusionist disappeared off into the inky night. Akako watched him go, then rubbed her hands in glee.
"What he gives me that doll, I'll use my wish to make him love me!" She threw her head up and cackled, sending the ravens in the trees soaring up into the midnight black sky.
Kaito returned once more to his room, and started scribbling furiously on his notepad.
"Hmm...I'll do this...and this...and plant this....and ask Akako to do this...and done! I'll have the destiny in no time!" He slapped the notepad back onto his table, and went off to set his trap.
The next day, Sonoko and Ran were walking to school. Conan was tagging along behind.
"Hey Sonoko, cool hairpin," noted Ran, looking admirably at the jewel-studded hair accessory. Sonoko, pleased by the compliment, swished her oak-coloured hair around, so that the pin caught the sunlight and threw it into their eyes.
"Pretty, isn't it? I got it from Keiko-chan as a present. She gave it to me for my birthday." She smiled at them sweetly. Conan rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
"What?" Sonoko stared down at the kid with half-mooned eyes. "You were saying....brat?"
"Eh eh...Nothing!" Conan waved his hands in front of him, trying to ward the crouching tigress off. Sonoko forgave him, then they continued on their way.
Suddenly, a white card whizzed itself out of nowhere and lodged into Sonoko's hair. "Eh?" She picked it out and read it.
"To my dearest Suzuki Sonoko, I will be by later when the school bell last rings to pick up your glorious pin. Signed, Kaito Kid. Oh gosh, Kid's gonna pick me as his next target!" She jumped up and down with glee, and clapped her hands together.
Conan rolled his eyes again. "The target's your pin, not you, Sonoko-neechan." He got another stare from her, and quickly scrambled behind Ran before she could bash his head off.
"Well then, 'when the school bell last rings'...when's that?" Ran had turned on the note, trying to decipher the riddle.
"The school bell rings every half-hour, and you guys finish school at three-twenty today. So most probably, Kid will appear at three-thirty," Conan thought aloud. The two girls stared at him in surprise, amazed that he was able to come up with such a solution in that small a time frame.
"Okay then, little detective. Where will he appear?" questioned Sonoko.
"Since you just finished school, you would wait for Ran to pack up her bag, for she is quite slow and her table's quite messy. So most probably, he would appear in your classroom to take the pin." Conan finished his deduction and looked up at them both.
"Wow. He has sure learnt a lot from Shinichi-kun," remarked Sonoko, "maybe he'll grow up into the same detective jerk, and run away and leave his girlfriend in the dust behind him."
Conan badly wanted to kick her where it hurt most. Probably with his sneakers turned to maximum power.
"No way, Shinichi didn't leave me! He's just busy, that's all! The Holmes freak is busy solving cases again, or having an affair with another girl, or in this town playing a mean prank on us, that's all!" Ran 'defended' her childhood friend in place of the person himself.
Now Conan wanted to kick Ran too.
"Erm....Shinichi-neechan called me yesterday afternoon, and said that he would be back maybe tomorrow for a little while, before leaving again." What? He had to get their minds off insulting him for once while he's around. He did not want to think about what they said about him when his back was turned.
"Oh really? Why doesn't he come back later, when Kid comes?" mumbled Ran irritably.
All he could do was to just sigh to his inner self in protest.
Later, as Ran was going to the classroom....
"Ran-chan!"
Ran stopped in her tracks. That voice...that familiar, reassuring, so-full-of-himself voice could only belong to one person...She hastily turned around to look at the speaker.
The boy that had spoken was leaning against the door, his lanky legs propping him up, preventing him from falling. His wind-swept, jet-black messy hair flopped against his pale face, and his midnight blue eyes shone with amusement and welcome.
"Did I startle you? Hope not." He chuckled at her expression, then walked over with both hands in his pockets. "So...How's it going?"
Their friends in the classroom gaped when they walked in together. At first they could not believe what they were seeing, then they broke out into a roar of thunderous applause. Ran stared at them, then, upon realising what they meant, blushed deeply, her face the colour of luscious red roses.
The other friend looked at them strangely, and they all suddenly seemed to shut up. Ran was relieved for that, but that made her feel that he was a bit...awkward. Just staring at people to make them keep quiet at once was a new talent. She had never seen him use it before. She looked at him again, this time with an unknowing glare.
He noticed, and diverted his gaze. He had been too careless.
Truth was, it was hard to transform again. The spasms were more painful, his blackout durations had lengthened, and he always felt drained after each try. Crumpling into unconsciousness looked like bliss compared to what he had to go through...awake the whole time.
He had made another wish; that he would be able to transform into his old self painlessly. It worked, but he was not sure how long it would last. So, he had decided to rush all his activities today, before he would change back and be forced to wait again.
"So...Ran."
She looked up from her seat. "What?"
"Er...I was wondering...if you could...you know...follow me to the park after Kid's heist. There's something I want to tell you."
Ran blinked.
The class had, by this time, surrounded them with ears, and was waiting with bated breaths, their faces turning purple with excitement. Shinichi stared at them coldly, and for some reason or another, they stiffly walked back to their seats quietly.
He realised what he was doing, and quickly released his hold on them. They fell limply onto their tables, then rubbed their eyes in wonder and astonishment. Shinichi smiled sweetly at them, and they backed away, tame as mice.
All Ran could do was give them a blank stare.
Later...
"Alright, Shinichi-kun! Now go and catch Kid for my dad!" Ran pushed the high school detective into the centre of the hall where Sonoko was standing, the pin latched firmly onto her hair.
He sauntered towards her, determined to catch Kaito Kid this time.
Suddenly, a loud voice pierced through their ears, sending them upwards a few feet. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" it boomed, "LET THE SHOW BEGIN!"
The hall grew dark. Pitch black. Shinichi extended his hand in front of him, but he could not even see its outline. Then, a bright spot of light beamed down on Sonoko, bathing her in its warm glow. She giggled excitedly, the chance of meeting her idol face to face was truly exhilarating.
"I see you're beautifully dressed today, young lady. Miss Suzuki Sonoko, I presume?"
Sonoko twirled around like a graceful ballerina, and her fan girl instincts pushed themselves to the highest limit. "Kaito Kid-sama!" she cried on awe.
The illusionist stepped out from the shadows, and threw back his white cloak. "Yes, it is I, Kaito Kid, and for tonight's show, I will take your most pretty hairpin, if you don't mind.
Shinichi started, and flipped out the handcuffs he had hidden in his pocket. "Kid, you are so going down today," he muttered to himself.
Unexpectedly, a thousand needles tore through his heart, shattering his confidence and concentration. Cold sweat poured down his already sodden forehead, and his knuckles shone bone white as he clenched at his chest. "No, not now, Destiny!" he screamed mentally, before his whole world turned black.
Luckily for him, no one saw anything; it was too dark. When he awoke, he quickly squirmed out of his already-oversized clothes and into the spare set he had fortunately brought along. He whipped his glasses onto his nose, and stepped into the spotlight, still breathing as if he had just done a mile-long sprint.
"Kaito Kid!" he cried, "You're not getting away this time!"
"Conan-kun?!" the crowd buzzed collectively.
Kid laughed as Sonoko handed him the pin. "Sorry, Tantei-kun. Today I have another target in mind." His fingers slipped into his pocket, and produced a device that had a little red button on it. "Today is special. I am gonna steal...." His voice trailed off, and his finger pressed the button down. Hard.
Conan then realised that he was standing on a big red cross. Overhead, he heard the fain sound of a metal chain, probably releasing something that was going to land on the exact cross he was standing on.
"Ladies and Gentlemen!" cried Kaito Kid, "Today I shall show you how I can steal a detective!" He grinned arrogantly at Conan, before winking at him with a sapphire blue eye.
He had only enough time to show Kid his middle finger. Then......
WHUMP.
There! Longest chapter that I've ever written (so far) and now my fingers are really killing me! I'll take a break over the weekend. See you on Monday!
P.S. I always forget this....REVIEW AND RATE PLEASE! (Flames are allowed...I know my writing sucks... XD)
~Angelglitched