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Meeting Again in the Moonlight


Kaito was horribly jarred out of his thoughts during class by his phone vibrating as a call came in. His hand shot out and silenced it immediately before he got a look at the caller.

His mom? Why the hell was she calling him at eight AM? It was like one in the morning for her over there. Kaito exited the room immediately, shooting the teacher a mischievous grin to cow them back into submission when it looked like they were about to speak up, and answered. "Mom? What's up? Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine, Kaito, but I need to know: if I give you a week and a half of preparation, can you sit your exams early?"

Kaito blinked a little at the question. "Well, sure, there's only a few months left and it should be easy to read ahead. But why?"

"I have a lead on Lupin's next heist," she said, and suddenly if felt like every single one of his nerves were firing at once.

"Where?" He demanded.

"Paris again, over your winter break. But if you really want to travel with Shinichi-kun, you have to sit your exams."

"Yeah. I can do it," he assured her, and ran a hand through his hair as he thought frantically about everything he'd need to review, what he would have to tell Aoko and Jii, how that would affect the next heist– "My next heist was in two weeks," he realized.

His mom was quiet on the other side for a moment. "Have you already sent out a notice?" She asked, and he snorted.

"No, and I didn't intend to. It's fine, if anything this will really drive the point I'm trying to make home." It did remind him to send the police a reprimand for taking liberties with his heists, but that should be an easy enough note to make. "Right, do you need me to go to the principal now, or will you call him?"

"I'll call him," she said. "You go back to your class and start reviewing what you need to. Once you sit your exams you'll have half a week to pack whatever you'll need."

"Right." He moved to hang up and hesitated. "Thank you, Mom," he added, hoping she could hear just how much what she was doing meant to him.

"Of course, sweetie. Goodness knows your father and I weren't any less dramatic."

He laughed and hung up, strolling back to his classroom with a grin that unnerved everyone in the room, given how sullen he'd been looking until then.

He finally had Shinichi in his sights.


If there was anything Shinichi was not expecting as he sat at a table in Paris and discussed composing with a street musician he'd invited to lunch, it was someone calling out, "Shinichi-kun, is that you?!" In Japanese.

He spun around, surprised, to look at the woman approaching him. She appeared to be about his mother's age, with hair that glinted red in the sunlight, and was wearing sunglasses and a stylish hat. She certainly fit into the crowd around here. "Hello? Can I help you miss?" He asked back, and she walked over.

"I'm not surprised you don't remember me, the last time you met me you were a baby," she said, and he nodded like he believed her. "I'm Kuroba Chikage, a friend of your parents."

Shinichi blinked a little at the name as he ran it through his head. "Ah, you're the woman my mom likes to visit when Dad really upsets her, right? She said something about him having a hard time finding her when you two travel together."

The woman's smile twisted up into a smug smirk, and Shinichi had to stop himself from twitching at seeing such a familiar expression on someone else's face. "Yes, well, maybe Yuusaku-kun will figure out how to not upset Yuki-chan if he actually struggles to find her."

Shinichi laughed at that, and the woman seemed to relax at the sound. He turned back to his table companion. "I'll talk to you later, Lucas. Good luck on making that piece."

"Of course," the man nodded agreeably and Shinichi stood from the table to walk over to the woman.

She was looking at the man he'd been talking to curiously. "Making friends?" she asked, but Shinichi just shrugged and put his hands in his pockets.

"A few. I met Lucas on a street corner playing guitar and wanted to ask if he composed his own pieces and how that affected income. Would you like to find a place to sit and talk, Kuroba-san?"

Her smile, which had looked a bit forced, seemed to become more real after that. "I imagine you're quite tired of sitting, so let's walk around. I know a lovely park nearby," she offered, and he couldn't help but smile a little.

She seemed quite nice.


"I approve," his mom said a few days later, as he's nearing the day he would be taking his exams.

Kaito blinked at her over the papers he's reviewing in confusion. "You approve? Of what?"

His mom laughed. "Of Shinichi-kun. I already thought I would, given his parents, but now I definitely think you'll be good for each other. So you have my approval."

Kaito couldn't help but stare at her, a little blown away. "You found Shinichi? He's still in Paris?" Honestly, only his mother could find the one person she's looking for in the largest city in France.

"I told you, Lupin's next heist is here," his mom sniffed, but Kaito just waved his hand at her with an impatient glare.

"Well, yeah, but the man also has stolen at least one gem a week! I didn't think he'd actually go two weeks without stealing something, it's not like him!" But Kaito let the point go anyway to lean closer to the screen so he could see his mom better. "How did Shinichi look?" he asked.

His mom dropped her offended look to give him a soft smile. "He looked good, Kaito. Apparently he's entertaining himself by talking to random street musicians and looking at different tourist spots. He was also quite the gentleman when we talked, asking after my health and being a wonderful guide if he knew anything I didn't about an area."

Kaito sighed in relief. "That's good. I'm glad traveling with that guy hasn't messed him up any."

His mom laughed as he scowled at the thought of the thief Shinichi was currently hanging with. "I'm sure you'll make your opinion known when you two meet up," she said, and he huffed a little.

"You bet I will." He reached out and fiddled with the phone he'd swiped from the Osakan detective before he'd left the Kudo Manor months ago. "And hopefully I won't be the only one."

He unlocked the phone – 1412, the same as it had been months ago – and looked at the mass of texts waiting for his detective. Only a few of them angry, most of them confused and concerned and asking after the teen.

Hopefully Kaito will get it to him soon.


It was the day of the heist and Shinichi didn't quite understand why there was such a strange tension in the air. His eyes flicked to Jigen and Goemon, but they both equally confused and unnerved by the air. Lupin was frowning a bit. "You guys know the plan," he said, unusually somber. "I'll bait them out, start a car chase leading away from the city, with Jigen and Goemon providing back up in case anyone tries to come back, and Kudo will go in while the Tott-san and the police are busy with us and make his way to the roof. I'll shake my tail once he confirms he has the gem, grab a helicopter, and extract from there. Clear?"

"Got it," Shinichi confirmed, the other two making agreeing noises.

"Right," Lupin nodded back, before gently nudging Shinichi. "Go get into position, kiddo. I'll ping you once I think they're far enough away."

Shinichi nodded and made himself comfortable on the steps of the museum, pulling a book out of his slim backpack without issue. He flipped to where he'd stopped and read for a minute, then five, then ten, ignoring the wailing sirens around him and shouting people until he heard his phone chirp. With a smile he stowed the book away and pulled out a security jacket, putting it on over his shirt and zipping it up, turning his outfit into a fairly convincing guard disguise.

He trotted up to the doors and presented a swiped ID card to the reader, which unlocked the doors with a small beep. When he opened the door the entrance looked deserted.

It was easy work to make his way over to where Anesidora's Last Gift was being stored, the gem already in its casing but no security around it set up beyond the now absent guards. With the ease of practice Shinichi slipped leather gloves over his hands and lifted away the glass container, setting it down gently before palming the amethyst. "Hmm," Shinichi sounded, slipping the amethyst into a pocket of the security jacket and zipping it shut, "this was a bit too easy."

"I have to agree," he heard behind him, and Shinichi spun around to look at the guard that was approaching him, having clearly seen everything. "Let's fix that, shall we?"

Shinichi swore a little at his luck and took off for the stairs, his hand darting into his other pocket to ping Lupin back twice – code for "have the gem but being pursued".

What a night, Shinichi groused.


What a night, Kaito thought, careful to not let his grin show as he chased Shinichi through the museum.

His detective was rather clever, doubling back and feinting to try and trick him into hallways that Kaito knew led to dead ends. Unfortunately for him, Kaito had already been given the layout to memorize by his mom when he arrived in Paris a few hours ago. Now it was just a matter of chasing Shinichi until he reached the roof for his escape.

But even this was fantastic. Kaito could see why Shinichi liked chasing before; the different mental hurdles, struggling to keep his eyes on his detective, making sure to keep the other away from the other exits in case he wanted to cut his losses and make a break a different way; Kaito could certainly see the appeal.

Although, that may be due more to who he was chasing than anything else.

He narrowed his eyes as Shinichi's body language shifted – preparing to force something open, he guessed – before he rammed into the door to the rooftop, and Kaito let out a near silent laugh as he followed close behind.

Shinichi was as far from the door as he could be panting a little as adrenaline coursed through his body. He looked up and groaned and Kaito finally let his grin creep onto his face. "You're persistent," his detective said.

"And you," he said back, speaking in Japanese and not bothering to disguise his voice, "are a hard man to track down, Meitantei."

Shinichi's head immediately snapped up and Kaito felt himself go warm at the surprise and hope he saw in the other teen's face. "Kid?" he asked.

He gave a theatrical bow. "Of course, Meitantei. The one and only."

Kaito watched as Shinichi took a hesitant step closer. "How did you…what is…?" He started several questions, clearly confused, and Kaito felt his grin soften into something much gentler.

"Come now, Meitantei," he said, taking a step closer and quietly adoring how his detective only seemed to relax more at his approach. "You know how the script goes. Now you have to hold the gem up to the moonlight."

He was close enough now that he could see Shinichi swallow a little as he gave an unsteady, "Right," and fished the amethyst out of his pocket. Together, they watched Shinichi hold it up to the moonlight.

Together, they watched it flash a brilliant red in its center.

This might actually be the best day of Kaito's life.


This is the most confused Shinichi has been in a long, long while.

For one thing, what was Kaito Kid doing in France? Shinichi had already been worried when Kid didn't post a heist notice in the slightest a week ago, and suddenly the guy he's been in love with for years is in France chasing him?

That just doesn't happen to Shinichi.

He turned to look back at Kid, only to see him inches away, his eyes locked onto his. Shinichi swallowed a little again, unbalanced at how intently Kid was watching him. "I think I found what you were looking for," he said, and Kid's smile made butterflies flutter in his stomach.

"I think we both found something I was looking for, today," he said, never taking his eyes off of Shinichi and likely catching the way Shinichi's breath hitched at his words.

Shinichi was both grateful and disappointed when a spotlight was suddenly on them and the ever-familiar voice of Lupin rang out. "Yo, kiddo! Did you get the gem?"

He took a deep breath, the banter steadying him even as Kid gave an offended hiss at the chopper. He smirked up at the man and turned his hand so that the gem was clearly in his hand even as he called out, "Sorry Lupin! This one is mine!"

Whatever Lupin yelled back – probably something congratulatory – was lost as he heard the shifting of cloth and felt the world tilt around him. "And this one," Kid declared loudly, so that the other thief could hear him, "is mine!"

And that's when Shinichi realized that Kid had shifted into his outfit and was holding Shinichi in his arms.

He made a protesting sound that was ignored as Kid continued to stare up at the helicopter. "It is safe to say your services will not be needed any longer," Kid announced to the other man, and Lupin started saying something back before yelping as the helicopter pulled away. Shinichi switched his eyes over to the front and cocked his head as Fujiko gave him a little wave before his world shifted again and he realized Kid had jumped from the building and deployed his glider.

It wasn't a long flight, and Shinichi spent it watching Kaito steer the hang glider and the way the moonlight illuminated his features. When he landed and gently helped Shinichi down Shinichi looked around and his eyes narrowed suspiciously.

This was the balcony to his room.

If he needed anymore confirmation that their plan to steal Anesidora's Last Gift had been leaked, this was it.

But he shook the thought off – it all worked out in the end, so there was no need to worry about it now. "I believe this is yours," he said instead, offering up the amethyst.

Kid stepped off the ledge and looked at the gem for a moment before turning his eyes back to Shinichi's. "I'll trade you," the thief offered instead, and Shinichi quirked an eyebrow in confusion until Kid showed him the phone he'd left in Japan.

He stared at the device in surprise for a second before turning his hand so that the gem rested innocuously on his upturned palm. "Deal."


Kaito cradled Pandora in his hand but all of his attention was focused on Shinichi, watching the other boy go through his texts. His detective wasn't trying to hide any of his thoughts, and Kaito could nearly read the texts solely through Shinichi's facial expressions; guilty frowns whenever he read ones asking about his health or situation, neutral for any angry ones, tiny smiles for whenever someone – probably Hattori, that guy really wasn't the kind to give up – gave him humorous stories about their day.

Near the end he came across something he clearly wasn't expecting, as his expression faded to a neutral frown before swiftly turning to one of surprise. Kaito crowded closer to look over his shoulder, giving in to the urge to lean against Shinichi. "What is it?" he asked, and Shinichi twitched in surprise to his proximity.

"It's from the FBI," he told him, before scrolling to the top to read the message again. "They want to sign me on as an unofficial contact in Japan."

"What would that mean for you?" Kaito asked, before hearing a soft hum as Shinichi considered the question.

"If there was a case that extended to Japan, they would contact me to help look into it. Likewise, if I came across something in Japan that appeared to have international ties extending to America, I could immediately call them. It's…interesting," he said after a pause, and Kaito turned to look at him, his nose inches away from Shinichi's cheek.

"But you won't take it," he guessed.

Shinichi nodded. "Not if it means staying in Japan," he confirmed, and Kaito hummed a little at that and silently stowed Pandora away.

"You know," he said after a moment, and waited until Shinichi turned to him before continuing, "when I said that you were never leaving Japan, I didn't mean despite the risk to your mental health, and I'm glad you didn't take it that way." And he really was. Despite the fear, despite the uncertainty, he'd face that all again if it meant his detective could keep the color in his cheeks and the shine in his eyes.

Shinichi tried to look away but Kaito put his now free hand to Shinichi's cheek, stilling him. "Japan was killing me, and you didn't need me anymore."

Kaito brought his other hand up so that Shinichi's face was cradled in both. "I agree with you on that first part, but I think you quite misunderstood me that night," Kaito told him gently. "I'll always need you, Shinichi."

At that Shinichi made a soft sound and leaned closer like a flower in the sun, and that was when Kaito pressed their lips together.

He doesn't know how much time they spent kissing, pulling back by inches to breathe before coming back together. All he knew was that, by the time they withdrew, Shinichi had a hand wound through Kaito's hair and another on Kaito's hip to try and keep him in place. His hat had been gently knocked next to him and he removed his monocle and stowed it away. He then wiped away the tear track he saw shimmering on Shinichi's cheek and smiled at the wonder he saw in his detective's eyes. "Hello," he said. "My name's Kuroba Kaito." And he offered him a dark red rose.

Shinichi blushed and gave him a tiny, adoring smile, and it felt like coming home.


Three Years Later

Shinichi was relaxing in a mountain lodge, letting his hands thaw by the fire when his phone rang. He checked the caller ID and blinked a little at who it was. He'd thought it was going to be Hattori, calling to complain about having to work with Hakuba on a case again. He answered and held the phone up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Shin-chan~" he heard, and Shinichi turned away from the fire to stare out the window to better concentrate. "How have you been?"

"I've been alright, Mom," he said. The snow was falling in a soft blanket on the mountains and it was comforting to watch. "Kaito and I are taking a vacation up in the mountains before going back on Kaito's tour."

"Oh that sounds lovely! You're in Switzerland at the moment, right?"

"Yes. It's quite nice." He'd found a store dedicated solely to chocolate a few days ago and led a blindfolded Kaito there to run around for two hours. Yesterday they had spent the day curled up by the fire, Shinichi reading a book and Kaito watching movies with his head on Shinichi's lap.

Shinichi was enjoying himself, but he wouldn't lie and was excited to return to Kaito's magic tour. The next venue was in Belgium. "Was there a particular reason you called?" he asked, before letting out a happy sound as Kaito settled next to him and handed him a coffee. Shinichi kissed him on the cheek in thanks and watched Kaito's eyes as they mapped out his face before settling on the phone pressed to his ear in curiosity.

"So mean! Can your mom not call you just to check up?" He heard her ask in mock offense and rolled his eyes, not saying anything as Kaito pressed his ear against the back of the phone to listen in.

"It would be a first," he said lightly, and she grumbled a little at him.

"Yu-chan and I are meeting up with Chika-chan in Vegas, and we were wondering if you two wanted to come watch a magic show with us." Shinichi raised an eyebrow and didn't have to look to imagine the face Kaito made at that.

"You want us to scout the competition? I doubt they're much of a threat," he said, and Kaito made a pleased sound and nudged the hand holding the phone gently. Shinichi smiled back at him before tuning back in to his mom.

"No! We just want you guys to visit and have some fun in Vegas with us!" He could hear her pout over the phone and sighed. "And we're the reason you two got together, so you should be nice to us," she sniffed.

"Mom, if anyone has the right to say that it's Chikage-san, considering it was all of the favors she called in with Fujiko-san that let us see each other in Paris," he said, before giving in as she whined at him again. "Fine, fine, I'll see if Kaito wants to go. Happy?"

"Always with my Shin-chan! Talk to you soon!" she chirped, and he barely got out a goodbye before she hung up.

He closed the phone and put it away so that Kaito could interlace their fingers together. "So what do say?" Shinichi asked, turning and letting Kaito curl up against his chest. "Interested in going to Vegas for a little bit?"

"Sure, but if one more amateur magician tries vanish your ring because they think it's funny I'm taking it as a declaration of war," Kaito grumbled before Shinichi tightened his grip and made their wedding bands clink together.

He kissed his husband on the back of the neck, and Kaito relaxed further into him with a content hum. "I'll keep that in mind," Shinichi promised, already preparing for the drama that was bound to unfold.

He was looking forward to it.


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