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The detective eventually made his way over to the two boys still sitting at the back of the ambulance.
"I'm Shinichi Kudo." He introduced himself. "And I'm sorry about all of this."
Kyo shook his head. "Don't worry about it. It's not like it was your fault a lady decided to go nuts and kill people." He held out the hand that wasn't attached to his injured arm. "I'm Kyo Sohma by the way."
Shinichi shook his hand gently. The redhead figured he was worried about hurting him too much.
Kyo smirked. "Oi, I'm not made of glass, even if I do have a few pieces wedged in my arm at the moment." His hold on the other's hand tightened. "You don't need to worry about hurting me."
Shinichi cocked an amused smile at that.
Kyo motioned over to his cousin, who had been somewhat forgotten during the introductions. "That's my cousin Yuki. Feel free to hurt him all you want."
The violet haired teen glared at the boy beside him. "You're lucky my shoulder is hurting me this badly. Otherwise that smile would be shoved right off of your face."
Shinichi actually laughed at the comment. It was then that he took back his hand from Kyo. The redhead would admit, if only mentally, that he sort of missed the assurance it gave him.
"Are you two sure you're all right?"
Yuki tried to smile. The pain in his shoulder was making it difficult. "We'll be fine. But, on a slightly happier note, good job on catching that woman. I thought the whole thing was an accident."
Shinichi shrugged, but it was obvious from the twinkle in his eyes that he was proud of the quick accomplishment. "It was no big deal."
Kyo raised an eyebrow. "Why do I get the feeling that her trying to fool you was always going to be a futile effort?"
The smile he received in return gave him the answer he already knew. Trying to pull the wool over this boy's eyes was always going to be a lost cause. With eyes like that, he could see through everything.