Whoa, you guys are crazy about Akako... Don't worry, she'll show up eventually ^^

But anyway, as I was thinking, I figured that I should keep my updates somewhat consistent - spamming you guys all of sudden, then leaving for weeks or months won't do. So, I decided that I'll upload one or two chapter per week.

Thank you all for your reviews, they all made me smile, and hey, you guys have some great ideas, sooo... I might use them later. Who knows? Of course, I'll give all of you credit for that, as the idea is originally yours.

That's it for now. Please enjoy!


"I'll be back soon, so stay here until then, okay?" Kid said, for the thousandth time already. Shinichi was too tired to even nod, so he just blinked at the thief. He earned a slightly uncomfortable smile and a light pat to his head for that, then Kid left the room, leaving Shinichi alone on a really, really fluffy looking bed.

So this was his bedroom. It was surprisingly plain, even though Shinichi kept reminding himself not to think in only clichés. The only thing that really caught his attention at the first glance was a big poster of a man on the wall. He looked kind and friendly. Judging by his clothes, he was probably a magician. No surprise, really, this was Kid's bedroom after all. Still, Shinichi felt that there was something more to that poster, something hidden… Too bad he couldn't quite reach it, as even climbing off the bed would've been too difficult with his injured hand.

All he could do is look around and maybe sleep again, which… well, weren't too many options. He didn't think he would find anything on the bed, and that meant he had to observe from far away. The desk, that might have had something interesting in it, looked as plain and painfully normal as the rest of the room from Shinichi's perspective, nothing really hinting that this was where Kaitou Kid lived.

Not to mention that it wasn't the first time he was left alone in that room. The first time was right after they arrived, Kid waking him up with careful nudges. He told Shinichi that he needed to leave, and he indeed looked like he was in a hurry, though he really tried his best to hide it. That is, until they heard a loud shriek ("Kaiiiitooooo! Breakfast!") to which the thief visibly paled, his cheerful and awfully fake smile disappearing for a second. He quickly said goodbye, then slammed the door behind him. When he returned, he only stayed for a good ten minutes, looking for his wallet, then for money when he found that empty. He kept saying he'd be back soon while he did that, to the point where it got annoying, then left again.

And this is how Shinichi ended up on laying on Kid's bed. He gave up on sitting straight, or sitting in any way for that matter, he still felt tired and dizzy. The safety pin that kept the torn up glove on him pissed him off to no end – he wanted to get back those rags he got from that doll, even those were more comfortable, even if they still smelled a bit, unlike the glove, that had Kid's scent on it. Shinichi was mildly horrified by the fact that their relationship reached the stage when he recognized the thief's scent.

He might have dozed off at some point, because he awoke to the door of the bedroom opening and closing, then a bunch of… something being roughly thrown on the bed.

"Try these on" Kid huffed, sounding tired but proud for some reason.

Shinichi opened his eyes, only to find toy boxes next to him, with fashionably dressed Ken dolls inside them. Oh, you can't be serious…

"Wait a sec, I'll open the boxes!" Kid spoke again, voice full with excitement, eyes sparkling. For some reason Shinichi just didn't have the heart to refuse, though he kept acting grumpy, just for his pride.

So, in the end he tried on no less than four suits in obnoxious colours, three T-shirts, one white shirt and one light blue, and six different jeans and trousers. They were hanging awkwardly off him, but Kid still looked satisfied, that happy little grin never leaving his face. When they were finished, he wrapped the glove around Shinichi again, then disappeared – this was the third time already, Shinichi noted with a scowl.

Haibara's failed antidote, that made him this small in the first place, kicked in again, and he woke up only in the evening, only to find a warm, though small blanket covering him. Kid was hunched over his desk, when Shinichi coughed lightly to get his attention.

"Had a nice nap?" he turned around, and Shinichi noted that the ever present smile didn't quite reach his eyes, and the make-up that was supposed to hide his dark circles was useless now. Nevertheless, Kid bounced over to the bed, holding… something in his hands. They were the clothes Shinichi had to try on earlier, though they looked a bit different.

"Try these on!" Kid said, trying to imitate the same childlike excitement he had that morning and failing. Shinichi barely supressed a groan, but did as he was asked, only to find that the clothes fit him perfectly, as if they were made especially for him. "Perfect!" Kid all but squealed, and he looked suddenly a lot, lot happier than he was before.

The same shriek they heard in the morning interrupted them, though this time it was "Kaiiiitooo! Dinner!" instead. Kid apologized, then left hurriedly.

As Shinichi settled down with a huff, he spotted the mini sewing kit on the desk. He smiled. Maybe his thief wasn't so bad after all…