Chapter 4: World of Horrors:
Conan had cried himself into exhaustion. Kaito had left him on the couch with a blanket. The adult/teen needed it.
Kaito was looking online to see if he could explain his relocation from ten years to now.
The Briolette of India was his best guess. Now at least he knew why it disappeared for years at a time. At least he wasn't 100 years in the future or without a friendly face.
Looking back at the distort Shinichi. He knew there was a lot of traumatic things that happened including the death of Ran Mouri that Kudou seemed to be blaming himself for.
Kaito sighed and hacked his way through the computer password code. Kudou was going to need a better firewall if he was going to keep people out. Looking up what happened in the time he disappeared.
Nakamouri and the Task Force seemed to still be in service. 'Theft and Fraud Division' seemed like a nice name. Hakuba . Kaito froze reading that.
He re-read it. Then again. Aoko Hakuba part of the Task Force along with her husband. Kaito turned off the computer and felt like breaking the thing into pieces, but that wouldn't be nice to Tantei-kun.
Aoko Kaito stopped himself from thinking too much about it. Looking back at the sleeping Tantei. Kaito went back to the computer. Looking up the Briolette. Seemed it was now being shown at the Japanese History Museum as a Historical artifact.
Kaito reframed from saying 'duh' aloud. Looking though the files to find out the guard schedules and the rounds, they made through the museum. He wondered if Hakuba and Aoko would be at the heist. He knew Hakuba would not ignore a Kid notice if he had been missing for ten years.
"Aoko." Kaito felt like screaming again. Ten years god how could he do that to her.
"You know how I feel then Kuroba." Conan's voice said behind him.
Kaito looked back. Conan was sitting up.
"You think it's your fault. No, you know it's your fault. You caused her pain. And you never wanted to." Conan said.
"I know. I want to go back home. Back to when things made sense. Tantei-kun maybe this jewel can take me back. Back home. To stop this from happening." Kaito said his eyes fierce.
"That's your belief." Conan said a sad look on his face.
"If this jewel too me to the future, don't you think it could take me back?" Kaito asked.
"Either way Kuroba. I'll help." Conan said the years of guilt making him want to believe it could change.
"Tantei-kun, you're going to help me steal something. How naughty of you. I'm so proud." Kaito laughed.
Conan glared.
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Aoko sighed staring out at the sky. It had been so lonely since Kaito just disappeared. Hakuba was nice enough, but it just wasn't the same without him.
The day Kaito disappeared was the day Kid disappeared. Aoko knew there was a connection, but she wouldn't believe Kaito would steal.
Hakuba always grew silent when she asked what he knew.
Kaito wasn't a thief, but maybe something inside her believed that. Hakuba always seemed to believe in it.
Aoko sighed and got back to work. After her father retired she was the new inspector. The old Task Force and the new one always knew it was right for her to take that place.
Everything was so strange now. Nothing was right. She saw more and more of Conan Edogawa. Hakuba was a friend of the teen sleuth. Aoko just saw a teen who looked like Kaito and it hurt.
Many times Conan would just look at her with such longing she believed he was Kaito for a solid minute before he ate a fish.
No way Kaito would even think of eating fish even for her. That and Hakuba told of the way Conan chased Kid.
It was the thing that broke her. That hope that little Conan was the teen she wanted, loved, but she was wrong. Looking at Conan now sitting looking at a sheet of paper in his hand.
Just made her remember Kaito more. Conan as a teen was a splitting image of a Kaito from her memories.
What he had made Hakuba freeze and run off to get some supplies.
"What you got there, Conan-kun?" Aoko said.
Conan looked up at her his eyes looking lost and sorrowful.
"Kid has returned." Conan said.
Aoko ran forward and grabbed the note. It couldn't be. Kid had disappeared years ago.
But there it was. There on the note.
Across the seas of time I've flown.
Known all knowledge that had wept from the silent moon.
Cried silent tears for the victims of the crows.
Indians take to the streets, to take you unaware in the Witching Hours.
The air is my realm, and I shall take it once again.
Kaitou Kid
Aoko began to tear up. Kid was back, but Kaito was not.
She did not know that the strangely violet eyed Conan looking at her again. His eyes seemingly drinking in her image.
"I'm so sorry Aoko." Kaito whispered disguised as Conan.
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Sorry for last week, but I think I've got the job. :)
But I'll contiune writting. I'm not positive yet.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter.
R&R
KKS