I do not own Magic Kaitou

As much as I might wish it otherwise

Was a little disappointed at the review response for the last chapter

Pouts, no one even mentioned the can opener

thought that scene was inspired myself

Chapter Three

Kaito stared at the mirror, a befuddled look on his face. He didn't regret taking the artifact. There had been no choice really, but now. What the heck was he supposed to do with it?

Destroying the mirror was obviously out of the question. There was no way in hell he was going to break anything that belonged to Queen Titania, especially something that had been a gift from her husband. She might take offense, and words could not describe the badness of that situation.

"I suppose," the magician muttered aloud. "I could hide it." That did have possibilities. However, Kaito knew better than most that nothing could remain hidden forever. Eventually someone would find the mirror again. If that happened, well they would likely use it.

It had been many years ago when his Grandfather told him the story of the mirror. From what Aakesh had told him, the royals had always had a tempestuous relationship. The pair was the perfect example of the on again/off again couple.

Evidently at one point Titania had been miffed that the mortals believed Oberon superior to her. Back then females had been regarded as little more than cattle. It was easy to imagine how that might have upset the fae queen.

So, in an effort to pacify his wife, Lord Oberon had enchanted the mirror and given it to Titania as a gift. It could be used to summon any of their blood through the glass and compel them to do the spell caster's bidding.

Kaito grimaced as he glanced down at his watch. It was time for school already? Where had the night gone? Quickly, he threw a few wards over the room before gathering up his things. It wasn't perfect, but it would hold until he figured out what to do.

Later, in class, the magician was surprised when Hakuba stumbled into the room. A white facemask covered his mouth; the detective did not look at all well. It was obvious he should still be in bed. That didn't stop him from making straight for Kaito though.

"Where is it Kuroba?" the blond demanded voice raspy.

A pair of blue-violet eyes grew visibly puzzled as Kaito looked up. "Where is what?" He asked innocently.

"Where is the mirror?"

"Mirror?" Akako repeated. What was this? Had something happened that she was unaware of? The blond was usually more circumspect in his accusations. She leaned towards Hakuba, pushing a little more power into her charm. "What mirror is that Saguru-kun?" The detective was more resistant to her power than most, but he was still affected.

"Last night," Hakuba answered without taking his eyes off the magician. "Kid stole an ornate mirror, announcing that it would not be returned. His intended target remained untouched."

The sorceress frowned. That wasn't like the phantom thief at all. "Do you have a picture of this mirror?" she inquired.

In response, the blond pulled a small square photograph out of his pocket, setting it on the table. For a moment Akako didn't understand what she was seeing. When she did, a shocked gasp escaped her throat. "This was in the museum?!" she said incredulously.

Hakuba shot her a sharp look. "You know what this is?"

Slowly, Akako nodded. "It is Titania's mirror," she answered. "An object of great power." Her gaze turned speculative. "I wonder why Kid wants it." Two pairs of eyes focused on a certain magician.

Inwardly Kaito squirmed. It was a bit unnerving the way the pair was looking at him. "Well don't look at me," he blustered. "Why would I know?" A sudden thought occurred to him, lightening his mood. He had a plan.

"Though if Kid sticks to his old patterns he might return it to whomever he believes is the proper owner," the brunette pointed out. "As oppose to the museum. That would be more like him."

At this declaration Akako paled drastically. "You wouldn't," she choked. Even she would hesitate to put herself within reach of the more powerful fae folk. The witch never got her answer. The bell rang before Kaito could reply. Not that he would have told her anything anyway.

That evening, the magician once again stood in front of Titania's mirror, a faint frown on his features. Now that he had decided on his course of action, how was he going to accomplish it? He could not transport the object directly to Avalon. He had never been there.

Which meant, he was going to have to call one of his kin. His grandfather would be the best choice. Except, since Lord Oberon had summoned Aakesh for the gathering when Kaito was fourteen they had only exchanged letters. The teenager had conveniently forgotten to inform the older Kuroba that he had taken up his Father's mantle, and he wasn't looking forward to seeing the other's reaction when he found out.

There was that one friend of Grandfather's the raven hanyou supposed, the one that had visited when he was just a baby. What had been his name again? Cyan? Kyria? Kaito grimaced. Okay, so that was out. Trying to cast a spell without the proper name was a bad idea. All sorts of things could happen.

But who else did he know of? His Grandfather had introduced him to many people of a more supernatural bent. Very few of them were youkai though. Kaito stilled, there was one he knew of, though they had never meet.

Resolutely, the magician approached the mirror. If he was going to do this he should do it, before he lost his nerve. He picked up the silver bell, ringing it four times with a gold ring. The chime sounded impossibly loud as it echoed around the empty room. Gathering his power, Kaito began to speak.

"Cum aescerat argentum et aurum involare," the brunette blew a white feather from one of his doves into the mirror. "Postea Puck ad speculum Titania penetrare!" The artifact lit up, a brilliant light emerging from its depths.

Puck groaned as he felt the summoning take hold. Not again. This would not be the first time he had been called to do some spoiled sorcerer's bidding, and he liked it not at all. Almost immediately though, the trickster knew something was different. There were no chains, no cold iron sat against his skin.

The fae took a moment to look around the room he found himself in. A teenager stood not ten feet in front of him, head lowered as he bowed, a clear gesture of respect. Puck's eyebrows rose. This was new. At first glance, the child appeared to be mortal. The trickster knew better. He could feel the blood that ran through the boy's veins.

Effortless Puck rose into the air, flipping his body so as to appear he was lying down, just at chest level. "You would be?" he inquired lightly, his words flowed like liquid quicksilver.

The other refused to flinch as he raised his head. "I am Kaito Kuroba, of Aakesh's line, a child of the raven clan."

Hmm, the trickster made a thoughtful noise. "And why have you summoned me?"

"To return what was lost," Kaito answered. "Nothing more."

"Nothing?" Puck answered surprised. "No reward for your deeds?"

The magician's eyes grew sad. "Not even one of your power can raise the dead," he said softly. "And everything else I can do myself."

Those inhuman eyes widened. My, my, the baby raven was an odd one. Perhaps even worthy of his interest. For now though, he had a mirror to return. With a smile and a wink, Puck vanished in a burst of green light.

When Kaito could see again, the room was completely empty save for him. The trickster, and Titania's mirror, were gone.

TMTMTMTMTM

Still the epilogue to go

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