NOTE: Please reread the last part of this chapter .. I've made some major changes .. thank YOU ! :D
Yoo-hoo!
Chapter 6 up!
It's me again. I think I updated earlier this time. :)
Alaena dragonstar: yeah right. the professor's a little observant haha my own prof gave me the idea but Imma leave it that way.. Again, thank you so much for your reviews... i love it !
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Everyone: Shinichi disappeared during the last heist and as I've mentioned in the previous chapters, he and Kaito loves portraying each others character. They switched places during the last heist and it didn't turn out well. There'd been a shoot out and so they switched to their own character and Shinichi happened to be the victim. As per reports, he was badly injured and his body was N E V E R found and the police force presumed him to be DEAD after series of search operations. Kaito never planned another heist until after ten months. Conan got interested and took the latest antidote Haibara created without the latter's knowing, thus, turning him into a girl. Shinichi informed his parents immediately and worried as normal parents would be, they went with him/her to the site of the heist wherein Kaito saw him the first time - which happened in chapter one.
Okay. As I've said, I'll be writing a chapter about that one. This is just to clear the confusion that we all have in mind. I'm still working out on those parts so for now, lets just focus on the current flow of the story.
disclaimer time .. :D
Shinichi owns Kaito | Kaito owns Shinichi | Gosho Aoyama owns them both so that leaves me with nothing but this irrelevant story.
again - please read and review. T H A N K Y O U !
~ alex
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CHAPTER VI
GALLERY OPENING
oOo
"nothing hurts more than to be friends with someone,
knowing that you both love each other and yet,
not being able to be together..."
oOo
"Ah.. gallery opening!" Yukiko said, sweeping blush across her son turned daughter's face, with a brush so large it looked like a small animal.
"Who's with you Shin-chan? Close your eyes." Yumiko closed her eyes.
"No. I'm meeting with my boyfriend, uhm, ex-boyfriend, afterward." She paused. That didn't sound right.
"Ahuh.. So YOU'RE dating with Kai-chan? look up!" Yukiko sang, making it sound like a game played with a toddler at mealtime. "It's not like THAT!" "Look down." Yumiko did as she was told.
"Stop frowning. you're creasing your face!" She tried to iron out her face. Minutes later, her mom stepped back beaming. "There..."
That's when she stared at herself in the mirror. And her mouth dropped~ literally. Once again she felt herself admiring her mother's job ...
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"What the hell Kaito!" Aoko whined as the latter drag her around the streets of Ekoda. Her mind was protesting but she felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Seeing him so alive again just made her feel happy. Surprisingly, he even tried a few magic tricks earlier today. Amusing yet unnerving.
"We don't have classes today. What's your problem?" he released her hand before facing her. "I need to chose appropriate clothes for the gallery. Please Aoko." he pleaded.
She didn't know what to think. Or how to react. She just felt her lips twitched upwards and she nodded.
'I'm not gonna loose you Kaito..
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Yumiko flowed into the room in a diaphanous white outfit that made her look like a fairy. Though it appeared to have layers, it clung to her slim body while hinting at supple pleasures beneath. Her eyes were dark and sultry as original sin. A marked contrast to her hair which was light and shiny as a child's.
Kaito couldn't take his eyes off her. She glowed. She was like some small beautiful cream colored moth caught in a web of Japan black. All around her women in little black dresses spilled over and under their tight bodices and short hems, stuck like kabobs on their spiked heels but Yumiko seemed to float in a spotlight all her own, her slippered feet not even touching the ground.
She was studying one of the artists' abstract piece when he approched. "Is it a goat or a tornado?" he asked standing next to her. She looked at him startled. It was a good look for her with those wide blue eyes and delicate features. Something about her seemed so vulnerable, he was taken every time. "Oh you're here" she said. Taken in, that was until she spoke.
"Hello to you too.." he grinned. There was also something appealing about how difficult it was to get a smile out of her. It stimulated his creativity and felt like quite the reward when he won one.
"I think it's rage" she said, looking darkly at the painting. He studied it anew "rage? It looks like sex to me," he thought he heard a little laugh. Or maybe it was a scoff. "I'm sorry" he said leaning down. She smelled soft, like honeysuckle. "I didn't catch that." Kaito was surprised to see her cheeks color slightly. A tall, thin waitress with cocoa colored eyes and long fake eyelashes brought a tray of glasses filled with champagne. In the oblique spot lighting the bubbles looked like tiny jewels floating to the surface.
Kaito took two and handed one to Yumiko. She hesitated and that she was weighing something flashed plainly across her face but she took the glass and thank him. She started to turn back to the painting but he stopped her. "cheers.." he said holding out his glass. She stared at him for a moment before clicking her own glass to his. That was the start of a good conversation. "have you thought about my yesterdays request?" he started. "no." she replied blankly. She then moved to check the other pieces and left Kaito.
The place was loud, dark and teeming with people. She felt as if she were about to be crushed when Akako pushed back to the crowd with a pink drink in a martini glass extended toward her. "What is it?" Yumiko called over the crowd.
"A cosmopolitan," Akako yelled back.
"I can't believe how gorgeous you look in that outfit," Akako said, leaning toward her. "If I'd seen it first I'd have bought it."
Once again, Yumiko felt like someone other than herself. Someone more comfortable in her skin. She stood in the middle of the crowd, taking in the Über-cool people around her.
Kaito was about to follow Yumiko when Aoko stopped him. "Hey Kaito! Can you join me here..." she pouted and Kaito barely noticed that she was glaring at the other lady. Yumiko proceeded to check the other paintings and she kept on replacing her champagne glass each time a waitress pass her direction and before she knew it, she already boozed a whole bottle worth of champagne. Noticing this, Kaito unattached himself from Aoko's grasp and went over to the drunk lady.
"Yumiko." he said in her ear. She didn't flinch when his arms encircled her waist. yes, obviously drunk. what to do, what to do? "Yumiko?" he tried again. No reaction. She's just staring at an empty space between the walls. He picked her up bridal style without giving time to listen to her protests and headed towards the school gates.
"BAKAito!" he heard Aoko called out but he didn't care. They need to get out of the place. He need to know something. Walking hastily, he opened the door of a black Porsche 911 and let down the half awake half dazed individual in his arm into the soft pillow he placed on the upper part of the passenger's seat.
"What the hell." she hissed while trying to stand from where she was seated. Kaito closed the door then dashed to the drivers' seat.
"You're not going anywhere this time."
"What?"
"It all looks the same to me. I'd know those eyes anywhere" Those eyes look up to his. "You are full of lines aren't you?" he folded his arms across his chest.
"Have I got a problem?" he said before driving without second thoughts on where to go.
The car pulled up in front of her brownstone, and Yumiko felt a twinge of regret that the ride wasn't longer.
"Thank You for the ride Kaito," she said, scooting on the seat so that she faced him.
"You're welcome," he said that in that intimate tone he was so good at, and for a moment, his eyes held hers, there in the darkened back of the car.
Slowly, he took her hand and pressed her fingers to his lips. Warm, soft, Kaito Kuroba's lips, with those famous purple eyes looking up at her with those famous dark lashes.
Without realizing she was doing it, she leaned toward him, her fingers closing over his, and the next thing she knew, his lips had moved from her fingers to her mouth.
She fell into him, her hands holding on to her shirt, and felt his tongue probe her lips. She opened under the inquiry and their mouths were suddenly one, gently opening together, tongues exploring, Yumiko's heart tripping like a stone skipped across a pond.
He was warm, his body broad, his hands firm, and his lips-oh! his lips were divine. Skilled, soft, and yet firm. She and he moved as one, their movements instinctively in sync.
It was a kiss like no other than Kaito. Satisfying a need that had been long buried. As Shinichi to Kaito, she felt like she need to pay attention or she'd make a wrong move, teeth would hit or tongues would miss or lips would loosen too much.
But this... this was gentleness and promise all in one. This had her entire body straining toward him, wanting. . . something. Something more. Nothing like the feeling she'd had when she was Shinichi. T'was like kiss Shinichi shared with Kaito but on a different level.
KAITO !
Yumiko pulled back, shocked at herself. Her heart beat so rapidly she felt light-headed. She opened her eyes and she saw the face of a magazine ad, not her plain, safe, old Kaito. Her plain, safe ex Kaito.
She blushed to the roots of her hair and backed away quickly.
"I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, grabbing her purse and sliding toward the door behind her. "I'm- please forgive me. Forget this ever happened. I don't know what . . ."
"Yumiko -"
"No!" she cried, appalled all over again that she kissed a man who didn't even know who she really was. She'd lied to him, made a fool of herself over him, and kissed him when he no doubt has not been expecting it. She had to get out as quickly as she could before he found out all that she was: an oblivious yet know-it-all, shrunk-turned-girl, evidently horny liar.
She opened the door, and even the dim overhead light in the car seemed too bright.
She nearly leaped out of the passenger seat, stumbling on the curb and landing smack down on the sidewalk, grazing her palms.
"Yumiko!" he said, moving toward the door to get out after her.
She scrambled to her feet. "I'm all right! I'm all right! Please stay there. I've got to go. Good-bye!"
She didn't even look at him, just ran and yanked open the door to the foyer. She dug through her purse for her keys so frantically, she ripped the side of it, but she got them out and let herself into the gates before she heard any sound that indicated he had followed her.
She didn't stopped running until she made it into her house. She leaned back against the door and panted, feeling like she might have a heart attack at any moment.
As her heartbeat slowed, she pressed a hand to her mouth, still tingling with the kiss.
She had kissed Kaito. Her stomach flipped at the thought. What had she been thinking? What had he thought.
She closed her eyes and opened them in shock as realization came flooding in.
She was at the Kudo mansion. Her home as Shinichi Kudo.
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and ... CUT!
I need to have this chappie rewritten coz the previous one that I wrote made me feel like Kaito's somekinda pervert.
bear with me :)
hahaha .. sorry for the pretty short chapter. They just need to have some interaction you know! :)
i'll leave it to your imagination peeps..
for now I need to drift off to my much needed sleeeeeeep :))
g'nyt..
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~ alex