hi peeps!

This will remain as chapter 1.

I don't wanna stir and confusions anymore.

Only the first part changed so if you're able to read up to checkmate, you dont have to reread the whole story.

Just read SWTCH as it will clear all the confusions I caused.

And I'm really sorry for the delay in posting the chapters.

Note:

" " - conversations

italic - thoughts

BOLD | ALL CAPS - emphasis

Chapter 1: Flashbacks and the likes

"sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past .. stop planning the future ..

stop trying to figure out precisely how we feel ..

stop deciding with our mind what we want our heart to feel and sometimes we just have to go with the flow.

Que Sera Sera."

"Eight-twenty pm, male, japanese, five-foot-eleven, 180 pounds, mid thirties, leaving a white Honda Civic." KaitoKuroba murmured into his mini recorder.

He adjusted the telescopic night lens on his binoculars and zoomed in on the subject across the parking lot.

The guy didn't appear to be armed. More importantly, he was carrying a king-sized cup of gourmet coffee and a bag of doughnuts.

After confirming that it was Nakamori-keibu,he smirked at the thought that he's already figured out the code.

A shaft of light cut across the parking lot, then slowly disappeared as the door swung shut.

It was dark once more. Kaito had parked his black porsche in the shadowed corner of this lot in Tokyo.

His target was a gem called "pigeon's blood", a pure red gem with a hint of blue it's big enough to be considered as Pandora.

And tonight, he's trying to get more information about the facility where the exhibit would take place.

Kaito was too tense to sit in the car.

He had to do something. The bug that he planted on the main parts of the hotel will continue to record all the conversation that could give him a hint on what to do and what tricks to use so he didn't need to stay put.

He looked around the parking lot for some unwanted earthling that might be connected to the crows.

There were thirty-seven cars, and most of them belong to the second department mainly, Nakamori's men.

But he couldn't care less. He need to take photos. He grabbed his digital camera and climbed out of his car.

Another car was entering the lot.

A black Lexus four door sedan. Keeping low, he darted from the cover of one car to the next until he had a clear view of where the Lexus had parked.

He zoomed the camera lens and silently snapped.

The driver's door opened, and a tall male dressed in an expensive suit emerged.

Kaito took his picture. Gaging from his looks, the man might be in his mid thirties and he looks so much like Shinichi.

He smiled at the thought of the later.

Then, the passenger door opened, and a good looking woman stepped out.

He needed his 35-mm to get a better look. He dashed back to his car, hugging the shadow of a tall brick wall, then, he heard it.

A third car door shutting. He edged around a large SUV and caught a glimpse of brown hair.

His metantei was never seen since his last heist. The real reason why he planned a heist was to lure out his metantei in case he just went into another round of hiding. Maybe he was found. Maybe he got his old body back [permanently] .. 'could it be... ' the thought thrilled him. He inched closer , staying low. His mouth fell open. The person wasn't his Shinichi.

It was a female version of him.

She was perfection.

Holy moley. He'd always considered himself a face person, or more importantly, a man who gazed first into the eyes of a person for a glimpse of his or her soul.

That's what made him fall for the detective. But it's not possible for this one, for he could only see her profile. Her nose was petite and girlish, though her lips were thin, it was wide and womanly.

A dynamite combination, and it definitely lit his fuse. He took a few pictures.

He guessed she was about five-foot-nine. She had to be tall because she was visible over the cars from her head to her sweetly curved breasts.

Holy mammary glands, it was enough to turn a face man into a breast man. Thank God for the zoom lens.

She left the car, walking away from him on seemingly endless legs.

Her tight skirt had a back vent that twitched open with each step to reveal a few inches on her slender thigh. Sheesh, it was enough to turn a newly converted breast man into a leg man.

But then he noticed how her tight skirt outlined her derriere. Holy honey buns. That was worth a picture or two. And certainly enough to turn a leg man into a connoisseur of fine booty.

Wait a minute! That blue business suit didn't look like something from the police department would wear.

Could she be …. he snapped out of his thoughts. The words were crying out loud. It was just IMPOSSIBLE.

He straightened, then paused with a silent groan. Idiot. He was letting his sensitive organs do the thinking.

The gorgeous girl was walking towards the entrance of the hotel with determination in her long-legged stride.

He had to know. The threesome had reached the entrance of the hotel. Kaito rushed to his car, yanked open the door and grabbed the 35-mm. He peered through the viewfinder.

Total darkness. With a muttered curse, he removed the lens cap and raised the camera once more.

Nothing. Shit! He missed her. He climbed into the car, wincing when his jeans cut into his swollen groin. She had to be someone good. He couldn't be this fired up over a demon. Could he?

xXx at school [the next day xXx

Kaito Kuroba was the king of pranksters and everyone in their campus was well aware of that.

However, he was not acting like himself during the last few months.

Only Nakamori Aoko, Hakuba Saguru, and Koizumi Akako know the real reason for his unpredictable mood.

Although he keeps it well hidden behind his famous poker face, it didn't go unnoticed by his friends.

He's grieving. He keeps on pretending like his life was normal after what had happened.

Just like before, he always showed his trademark grin. He had lost the one and only person who came to know him better than he ever knew himself.

A lot of times they would follow and watch him as he climbed up the stairs towards the school's rooftop and when he felt that he's all alone, he would cry his heart out why cursing and banging his head on the thick concrete wall.

oOo

It was a painful scene for Aoko.

Kaito was her first love, and though she never tried to show it, she still feel the same way towards him and she was well aware that she was Kaito's first love - he cheekily admitted it in front of her red flustered face while grinning with confidence.

She loved him back then, but she was too scared to enter a serious relationship as she thought he was a dense lover.

And he proved her completely WRONG.

After his confession was turned down by nobody else but herself, her freaking stupid self, they remained friends.

Their previous bonding as friends deepened and later on, Kaito treated her like his very own sister- though he never had one. He told her everything- from the start of his day up to a trick gone wrong.

She was the first person to know that Kaito fell in love- ooops wrong term! - fell truly madly deeply in love with another person who's technically not her. Her heart was broken but she never let it show.

She learned the art of his legendary poker face through the years of spending her everyday life with him and she was damn good in keeping it intact. Surely, she cannot let her feeling show. Coz the moment she set her eyes upon Kaito's, his purple set of iris was gleaming with what you call happiness, contentment and most of all... LOVE.

She could feel he was happy in his relationship with his special someone simply because he can't let the said person slip out of his mind even for a split second.

He keeps on talking to her about their memories, where they're suppose to go and he even tripped over as he ran away from her coz he's overly excited to see the love of his life.

Two times.

She only saw him cried twice. Nothing more, nothing less.

First instance was when his father died in an accident while practicing some new magic tricks.

The second and probably the most painful, was when the said person who showered him with love, who made him feel so complete, who made him so happy even without doing anything was declared dead - on the night of their first year anniversary.

The images of him crying frantically , trying to search for him in with tears running down his eyes around the whole Tokyo hoping he would find him before she herself did the honor of slapping his innocent looking face were still vivid on her mind.

How could she be so idiot not to realize that the person's name Kaito keeps on mumbling in his sleep during classes was Shinichi Kudo? That he fell in love with the famous high school detective who's freaking obsessed with Holmes.

Or maybe she wasn't really idiot. It was just an automatic thought that the person he's obsessed with was a girl simply because of the basis that was right in front of her - he was perfect.

Oh yes his hair might be a lil messy but he can give justice to wear that hairstyle just by simply not combing his hair, or maybe he's just really lazy to fix his unruly hair.

And his face, innocent looking but keeps a lot of secrets and masks.

His eyes were the most captivating eyes she'd ever seen.

And the fact that a lot of girls are drooling over him- that would just give her enough idea that he finally found his ideal girl.

Only to realize that she was wrong. It should be ideal MAN.

Honest to goodness, she never thought that Kaito had a BOYFRIEND.

Not until one day, when she saw a guy, take note: 'A GUY WHO LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE KAITO!' - and when we talk about being exact, it means a carbon-copy, exact replica of the teen beside her.

Another definition, same hair, same face same body type and for god's sake, THE SAME SMILE. The 'guy' must be waiting for him as he was leaning comfortably at Ekoda's school gates. She blinked. Then stared at Kaito. Then looked back at the other guy. Then reality hit her hard, square on the face.

The real reason why she thought he's a girl was because Kaito- her Kaito calls him Shin-chan! of course she wouldn't know the whole name cause he just keeps on exclaiming like a crazed-fanatic girl that his Shin-chan's so good looking, so great, so intelligent, so hot, smells so freaking good and a wild kisser that always brought him over the edge. Who in their right mind would think that he's talking about a guy?

Her confusion was cleared when Kaito happily, no, excitedly run over to the person waiting in their school gates. And Aoko ran by his side. "Hi. I'm Shinichi. And if I'm not mistaken you're Aoko right?" Aoko was about to answer but then he smiled and then continued "you're sweet face reminds me of my first love." And that was how he introduced himself to her. Talk about a guy that could pass as Kaito's twin.

She stared intently on the other person's features and figured out that every lil detail's the same except for one. His eyes. And twice now, she was wrong about Kaito. He wasn't the one who got the most captivating eyes. It was the smiling guy in front of her.

Unlike Kaito's purple gaze, his was blue in color and if she's not mistaken it's a color called cerulean.

It was just… stunning but there's a hint of sadness in it.

His gaze was so warm that she felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "Oi Oi! You two look like lovey dovey!"

The duo shot a freezing glare as Kaito keep on whining like a jealous girlfriend.

"I just want to remind you that you're already MINE."

And with that said, he leaned over and place a quick smack on the other teens lips, while the other teen blushed furiously which made Aoko smile at the scene they have created.

"and you forgot wearing your contact lenses again ! now, now fix your hair and forget about todays game !"

so there.

first chapter done. And I'm already working on for the next chapter. I guess this is pretty long now :)

im so inspired. :D

how was it ? hate it? love it ?

please share your feedbacks.

And oh I'm so sorry for all the grammatical errors and some misspelled words [my high school teacher would surely kill me hahaha]

anyway here we go again. Please R&R ! :D