A/N: Until I come up with anything better as a cover picture I'll just use the one with text. Oh, and on a side note; I've been waiting for this moment... *evil grin*

Brace yourselves:
Author uses Moffat-mode

Warnings:
Strange English, OOCness

Uploaded: 2013-04-06
Chapter rating: K+
Words: 2,900

Chap. 2
Dust to Dust

Kaito watched the red energy while caressing his rigid boyfriend, holding him close and whispering words of love and fear, suddenly feeling the detective grow limb in his arms.
"Shinichi?" he whispered in panic and relaxed a bit as he felt the other's gasps for air. He became able to release the relic from his grip and heard it drop to the ground while their prison dissolved around them. He was able to see a dark forest around them before he unstrapped the detective from his bag and let it fall to the ground.
"Kai," the whisper that reached his ears was very weak and Kaito hushed him.
"You're alive, Shinichi. We'll be fine. We'll be fine," Kaito stated and pulled up the limp detective in his arms as he sat down in the grass and began to pet him, "we just moved a bit. Teleported; it's not the first time I've done that. I can hear cars. We got to be in the far end of a forest. I think I can see the streetlights. Probably late evening or early in the night."
"Kai, breathe," Shinichi whispered weakly, feeling how his body became heavier and heavier, and he knew that he wouldn't stay conscious for long, "hospital."
"Yes, of course," Kaito exclaimed and pulled off his own backpack before he threw the relic with the help of a stick and their packing into a denser part of a bushed area and then scoped the detective up.
"Love you," Shinichi whispered and Kaito shook his head as he quickly made his way towards the noises of cars.
"I love you too, Nichi, my sun, but don't say it in this kind of situation. It's bad luck," the thief begged and got to a low, black, metal fence decorated with roses. He easily jumped over it and landed on the pavement as he pulled his mobile from the air, seeing that he had no signal, but as the detective gasped in pain and clutched his heart he called out to his boyfriend, gaining the attention of the few people on the street.

Shinichi entered Pandora's world, seeing that the library had dissolved with the entire world, and only Pandora was sitting on a patch of red floor, holding his arms around his legs, surrounded by nothing but darkness and the little piece of floor. The detective stared at the red copy of himself and then realised that the ground around the jewel was slowly vanishing.
"Pandora!" Shinichi called out as he stood in the darkness and saw how the gem looked up with confusion in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Pandora wondered slowly, seemingly tired, and threw a glance to the floor, pulling away his leg from the edge, "don't touch the dark; it hurts." Shinichi opened his mouth to say something as the jewel stood up and stared at him, realising that the other person was standing in the darkness. "If the darkness doesn't hurt you, you should run," Pandora smiled a bit confused as he watched the floor vanish underneath his feet, causing him to stand in the darkness.

"Who are you?" the jewel wondered once he looked up again and saw that he wasn't alone, and Shinichi saw to his horror how the one he had shared his mind with was slowly fading away, "do I know you? Do you know who I am?"
"You're Pandora," the detective walked up to the gem, and pulled him into a hug, "you're a good person. You're my friend. Please, stay with me." Shinichi felt a few pats on his back and then felt how his arms fell to his chest as the last shreds of power died away. "I said please..." the detective whispered into the nothingness as he fell to his knees, still hugging his chest, "why don't you ever listen?"

"I'll get an ambulance," someone suddenly stated beside him as the man called on his mobile and Kaito looked up in shock; he had not expected anyone to be able to speak Japanese, but he had no idea where he was. The thief registered the name of the street they were in and was then asked what was wrong with his twin, but as the ambulance seemed to arrive just after the call Kaito realised that he was having a panic attack since he was unable to tell time correctly. He wasn't even aware if he'd been answering any questions or just trying to take care of Shinichi.

He hastily thanked the man that had called and then jumped into the vehicle after the ambulance staff, seeing that the woman closed the door while the man examined the shallow-breathing detective, and Kaito didn't even realise that the man was talking to him until his arm was grabbed.
"Hey, kid, what's your name?" the paramedic asked and Kaito blinked as he focused on the concerned eyes.
"I'm fine. I mean, Kuroba Kaito," the thief answered and felt the entire world come crashing back; finally he had his brain in full control, "where am I?"
"Tokyo," the man stated a bit concerned and smiled a bit strained, knowing that panicky family members easily could get confused.
"I see," Kaito said as he sent a glance out the small windows on the doors; the world outside the car was certainly not the Tokyo he knew. It looked more like London, with its older houses in stone and brick, instead of the metal, glass-encased skyscrapers that he was used to, "Shinichi and I were travelling. I don't know what happened, but he suddenly became very weak and felt a lot of pain." The teenager studied his boyfriend that was seemingly sleeping. Kaito's brain suddenly sent an alarm throughout his entire body, but before he even had time to realise what was wrong the woman had began to bark orders to the man that immediately began administrating CPR while she collected the pads from the wall and placed gel on them.

The thief made himself as small as he could in the corner as he watched the woman yell, "clear." before she chocked the detective's chest, and for every increase in power and every shake the man made with his head as he checked the pulse Kaito died a little on the inside. Both of the paramedics seemed to become more reluctant to give up as time passed but then Shinichi finally took a breath on his own and came back to life, seemingly sleeping again.
"Dead for 2 minutes and 19 seconds," the woman reported to herself and took the teenager's pulse, unaware that those moments had been the longest in Kaito's life, "he's stabilising."
"Don't worry, kid," the man stated and looked to the boy that he thought was the twin-brother, "he'll be fine."

Kaito followed Shinichi out of the ambulance and through corridors, until a nurse placed her hand on his chest and stopped him outside an examination room.
"You have to wait here," she stated in a kind voice and the thief nodded as she walked with him to a waiting room only a few metres away. "Is there anything you need? Something to drink?" the nurse wondered while observing a pale, young man that was starring out through the window.

"He'll be fine; I know he will. He has to be," Kaito stated as he observed the city that they called Tokyo, but there were only European buildings and no Tokyo tower. There were barely any neon signs and no building seemed to be higher than 25 floors. He took a sip of the mug of water that was in his hand, only to wonder where it had come from, but he quickly decided that it was a useless piece of information. He looked around himself and found that he was alone, except the nurse from before that was observing him.
"How long have I been here?" he wondered and saw how she looked up to the clock that hung on the wall.
"About 15 minutes," she responded and Kaito shook his head, having felt like only a minute had passed, "it's very common for time to either move very slowly or very fast. Just remember to breathe."
"Yea, Shinichi told me to do that," Kaito smiled sadly, "what's your name?"
"Chiyo, and yours is?" the nurse continued.
"Kaito, Kuroba Kaito. Did you hear anything about Shinichi while I was spacing out, Chiyo-san?"
"No, they are still performing tests on him. We could call your parents if you gave us their number..." Chiyo tried and Kaito smiled sadly, knowing that if this was Tokyo, then their parents didn't exist.
"I'm afraid that even if you called them they wouldn't pick up. The world they live in is so much more different than this," the magician said as he turned around, realising that lying and creating a fake identity would be the best way to go, "we only have each other right now."
"I'm sorry for your loss," she said and for a long while the thief remained quiet, trying to think up new identities, and find a way to ''kill'' their parents.

A doctor showed up from the corridor after a painfully long time had passed and Kaito spun around, seeing the man look at a medical chart.
"Is it about Shinichi?" the thief wondered and the doctor looked up from his paper.
"Kuroba Shinichi, yes. And you must be the brother, Kaito," the man stated and received a nod, "he's stable, but we haven't found an explanation for what happened. He seems to have sustained a lot of bullet wounds in the past, but the x-rays showed no lasting damage. He's currently in a coma, but we'll continue to see if we can find the cause. We'll know more in a day or two when we get the results, but for now we'll keep him in intensive care. You can be with him now." Kaito threw a glance to the clock on the wall, seeing that he must've been standing by the window for an hour.

"Take me to him," the thief demanded and followed the doctor as they walked through a corridor and then ended up in an open room with a large desk where nurses sat beside their computers, looking though papers. Vending machines with sandwiches and different kind of drinks were standing by one wall. Someone was sitting in a chair sleeping outside a room with an open door, and Kaito could hear the beeping of the machines as they passed the rooms.
"Kuroba-sama has room 20," the doctor stated as he stopped outside a room and Kaito walked inside, feeling his heart grow heavy as he saw Shinichi once again connected to medical devices.
"Thank you, doctor," the thief said as he turned around and sat down in the chair beside his boyfriend, remembering how he'd been sitting in a chair beside Shinichi only a year ago, waiting for him to wake up.
"Please, stay with me..." Kaito whispered and took the detective's hand in his.

An innocent-looking teenage boy gasped as he sat up wide-eyed in his bed and panted. Something was wrong; he could feel it gnawing in his body. The fifteen-year-old, spiky-haired redhead jumped down from the top bed of a bunk bed and heard the conscious he carried within him snore loudly, but since he'd long ago gotten used to the other he didn't care. As he opened the large window that led to the balcony he heard a small sound coming from his pet and he stared at the small rabbit-like creature that was staring at him from the place on his pillow.
"Stay," the teenager whispered, not wanting to wake the other and saw how the little white creature yawned before it curled itself together into a ball to go back to sleep. With a thankful sigh he climbed out to the balcony and went up to the roof.
'Go back to bed,' a voice inside his head complained as soon as the other woke up and he looked out over the city, trying to pinpoint where the strange feeling came from.
'Don't you feel that?' the teenager thought and heard the other yawn.
'Yes, grandpa will probably send us out for it tomorrow, so let's just go to bed.'
'No,' the main owner of the body settled and climbed into the room again, hearing the other sigh.
'I want to sleep, and I'm going to sleep. Don't come complaining to me in the morning when you're tired.'
The teenager didn't bother answering since he heard the other fall asleep while he got dressed in a pair of comfortable, dark pants and a red T-shirt, matching the colour of his hair, before he made his way downstairs and silently snuck out of the house.

The redhead panted slightly as he jumped off the bicycle beside the park, frustrated since he'd lost track of the presence had come from somewhere. For a while he just leaned on the black, metal fence and rested, seeing a few cars and people pass by in the still night. With a sigh he gave up for the moment and jumped back on the bicycle to go home.

Kaito gasped as he woke up, feeling his neck radiate with pain as he sat up in the chair and he groaned quietly as he massaged it with the hand that he wasn't using to hold into the detective's. Even though he'd slept he felt exhausted, and as little as he wanted to leave Shinichi's side he had to take care of the fake identities, which meant exploring the town and checking to see if the technology was exactly the same.
'Maybe it's older,' Kaito thought hopefully as he walked out of the room with a last long look at his 'brother'; he sure needed something positive right now.
"Kuroba-sama?" a voice asked beside him and he saw the young nurse that had spoken with him for a bit the night before.
"Chiyo-san, please, call me Kaito," the thief forced his poker face to a smile.
"Okay, Kaito-sama, I was just going to see how you're doing," Chiyo said in a kind voice.
"I'm doing okay; it's not the first time Shinichi's been in the hospital, and I'm certain that he'll be fine," the magician stated with conviction and made the woman smile sadly; she'd seen the kind of faith in lots of relatives to patients, "I'll go for a walk now."
"This time?" she wondered and made the thief throw a glance to a clock on the wall, seeing that it was only five in the morning.
"Yes, I have to move a bit, but I'll be back. Are there any kind of lock on the doors?"
"Yes, they'll be open at seven,"
"Then I'll be back after seven," the thief smiled and took a few steps before he realised that he had a problem. "Um," he said as he turned around, "where's the exit?"
"I'll show you," Chiyo stated and lead him to the doors.

After walking aimlessly through the city, and from time to time going up on a roof to look at the surroundings, he found himself digging though their packing to make breakfast. Kaito glared at the small relic that was lying in the grass, gleaming darkly in the light from the sun that made its way through the foliage of the trees. Carefully, he wrapped it in a shirt, using a pair of sticks and tied the arms together so that he wouldn't touch it. He placed it in the bottom of the backpack, hoping that they would be able to find a witch somewhere that they didn't have to sell their souls to in order to gain help. In silence he ate his rice and dried meat while making a list of what he had to do before going back to the hospital.

Firstly, he had to check the library and find out about the history of the country and Tokyo, so that he could make up believable pasts for their parents and themselves. Shinichi would want to be a detective, so he had to make up some kind of story for his bullet wounds, and as for himself he didn't really care, as long as Shinichi stayed with him.
Secondly, he had to find out what kind of security systems the police station had in place, but judging by the average technology in the city he didn't have to worry that much; it seemed to be on pair with the Tokyo he was from or older. The buildings and cars were older models, the same went with the mobiles and he hadn't seen one single phone with a touch screen, like his, so he had to hide it, not that it was of any use to him now that he couldn't get a signal.
Thirdly, he needed to find a way to survive, preferably one that didn't force him to take up less desirable traits for his criminal life. He needed to find a job in order to get money and food. He needed a place to sleep and clean himself, but since he had both of their backpacks he had food for at least another week, or at best two, if he rationed it correctly. He could sleep in the park in his sleeping bag, and since the city was lying beside the ocean he could wash up there. During rainy nights he could stay at the hospital, but he doubted that they would allow him to sleep there constantly.

A/N: So by coincidence I found out that Nichi is the Kanji for the sun, meaning day. So that's fun!

Answer to guest review; Great
Yea, I nearly ended up doing that XD