Well hello there, sweeties~ Did you guys miss me? :D

Sorry about the long break, exams and the eventual burnout/feeling lazy/can't write moments came, and I couldn't really write anything.

But hey, here I am again, returning with a big and loud BANG! :)

Please enjoy!


They were flying, Shinichi was certain about that. Heaven knows how high, how many skyscrapers reached for them from the buzzing city, how many people chased them… It was almost meaningless too. A few minutes ago he peeked out of Kaito's pocket, and caught a glimpse of vast world under them. The light blinded him, the wind roughly tore into his hair, so he hid again – earning a low, tired chuckle – but he felt strangely… safe. It didn't make sense, his heart was still racing in his chest, they've just escaped from a heist…! And yet, there he was, content, happy. Why didn't he stop Kaito? Why didn't he sabotage his tricks, expose him, let the police catch him? He didn't know. He didn't even care at that moment. It was too nice to just fly and feel as free as one can be.

And then a sound, sharp and too close, echoed in the night. Gunshot, Shinichi couldn't mistake it for anything else. And it was aimed at them, at Kaito. And he was silent, Kaito didn't say a damn word when he should've, but he didn't even react to it.

"Oi, what happened? Are you-"

Spinning madly in the air, they were falling down, down, down. The ground, the cold concrete pulled them closer and closer. Thunder rumbled above them, as cold raindrops began to fall too. Shinichi, while he was grabbing the insides of the pocket so hard his knuckles turned white, peeked out again. The wind even harsher, the lights even brighter, he almost couldn't take it, but… he had to, he needed to hold on and look. And what he saw terrified him: Kaito's head was hanging low, bangs covering his face, but he was probably unconscious. Shinichi also noticed the dark red spot on his suit, on his chest, as it grew bigger.

"Kaito? Can you hear me? Please, answer me! Kaito!" he shouted, even though he knew deep inside how useless it was. They were still spinning, yet the other boy made no move to stop it, to save them from eventually crashing into the ground. He was like a ragdoll instead, a toy someone threw up in the air, and now it was falling back.

With a sickening sound of bones cracking, breaking and the blood splattering around them, they landed – Kaito on his back, Shinichi somewhat safe in his breast pocket. So he slowly crawled out with shaking limbs, and went further until he reached the other boy's face.

His eyes, oh gods, his eyes were wide open, but empty, frozen in his last moment of pain and fear, before the light faded out in them. And when Shinichi saw himself in them, saw his own bloodied face, his own wide and terrified eyes…

…he screamed.


Hands. Large, warm hands. Shaking his shoulders.

"…up! Shinichi, wake up!" A voice, someone he knew.

He slowly opened his eyes, surprised to feel tears sticking to his eyelashes, but even more surprised to see Kaito hovering above him.

"Are you okay?" he asked as he looked down on him, and his eyes were just as wide and scared as in that dream… He felt a cold shiver run down his spine, while he stared helplessly at the thief, not even registering his hands on his too small shoulders anymore. "You… you were shaking, you were shaking so, so badly… And t-then you were crying too, and you muttered something too, but I didn't understand, until y-you were suddenly screaming and… And…" Kaito was blabbering, on the verge of just throwing meaningless syllables together, and his Poker Face was nowhere to be seen. It was just Kaito, poor, frightened Kaito.

Shinichi put a hand on his, before he tried to sit up slowly.

"I'm okay now…" he muttered, before he slowly raised his head to look back at the boy still hovering above him like a worried mother hen. "I'm fine." He could only watch in stunned silence as Kaito sunk to the floor with a shaky sigh, then held him close to his chest in trembling hands.

"You scared me so much…" His voice was almost inaudible, but it broke Shinichi's heart. A part of his mind, a small and quiet one told him how cliché it was, but suddenly he didn't care, as he found himself clinging to Kaito too.

"You scared me too" he thought, and hoped that he could forget his nightmare as soon as possible.