A few days passed without much to do and I decided to let Haibara know about my problem with food. She told me it was nothing to worry about and that it would pass in a while. School was nothing special either, so when a note came about another Kid heist I was more than excited to fight the thief.

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Glancing at the watch and then the glass case I figured we had a few more minutes before Kaito Kid would appear. This time taking a golden spear covered with red and pink diamonds, Kid's taste had somewhat improved. But it still didn't make any sense since Kid mostly targeted bigger jewels or stones. Why this spear?

A security guard asked me to follow him, to secure an exit I had pointed out to the inspector earlier, and interrupted my thoughts. I nodded, absent, as I thought more about what to do when the thief actually appeared.

It wasn't until the door closed behind me I noticed we weren't at the exit but in a closet. Turning to the guard I realized I had been led into a trap.

The guard grabbed both my wrists and put them behind my back, handcuffing them. Struggling, I realized I couldn't escape without a hell of a fight. Therefore I decided it was better to talk.

"Very clever, Mr. Thief." I said grinning. A chuckle was heard from behind me as the thief lit a lamp in the ceiling. It wasn't strong enough to make out his face but looking up I noticed a big mirror on the inside of the door with me staring back at myself and the man standing right behind me. I smiled.

"Another trick, Kid?" I asked while sweat dropping. Kid grinned.

"Not really. But I must say, these cuffs are great. Now I have my hands free." He said, tucking his hands through my locked arms, making it impossible for me to turn. His hands gripping my waist, I felt a tingling sensation in my stomach. Kid grinned.

"Are we sensitive, Mr. Detective?" he said, breathing hot air into my left ear. I swallowed.

"Not really." I defended myself, making the thief in the police outfit grin even wider.

"Shall we see about that?" he asked as his hands started tracing my stomach, searching their way in to my skin. As a protest gathered in my mouth I could feel his teeth softly creasing my neck up and down before nibbling the shell of my ear.

As his hands had made it to my chest, massaging it in a frightening good way, his tongue started liking my ear, leaving hot air. I could despite myself feel my heart speed up and my breath becoming heavier. Something the thief without a doubt noticed. With his tongue he started to lick the base of my neck; leaving bite marks. His hands had at the same time made it down towards my hips and my jeans. As his gloved hand started creasing the fabric I felt my whole body twitch and after a few minutes I could feel my knees give in, letting me sink to the ground. Panting I looked up, meeting myself in the mirror. My face was beet red with embarrassment and blood rushing through my head. Glancing at the thief I notice a small grin on his face as he unbuttoned my jeans.

"Whoa, Kid. Wait!" I said as his hand disappeared inside my pants. Kid breathed into my ear.

"Why? I have another two minutes." He said. I didn't believe my ears!

"You can't…" I tried, as his hands got more aggressive.

"I can't what, Tantei-san?" he asked as his hand traced my erection. And before I knew it, I had already come. With my head almost blank and a heavy panting I watched the thief put on a new glove before putting a small metal object in my cuffed hand. With a grin he got up and walked to the door.

"Sorry about leaving you like this but I have a job to finish. Don't worry though; no one will come in here. You already have the key." He said.

I looked at him; unsure I had heard him right. With a grin he disappeared trough the door, leaving me angry and humiliated. The worst part was that I had actually liked it, nothing I would admit in my lifetime.

Slowly I got up and released myself from the metal cuffs as I stared at the mirror.

What a mocking object, I thought, as I left the closet after a few minutes, aware of the fact that the heist was over.

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The next few days passed slowly without much excitement. The police had gotten the crown back and after a small questioning I had been excused from the scene. No big deal considering how the night could have ended.

I sighed and stared out the window. Really, what was I doing? For a long time now I was left with my own thoughts and this strange feeling hanging over me. A sort of lacking something. It felt as if something was missing. I shook my head as if to clear my head and couldn't wait for lunch to come.

For the first time in a while I had actually made myself a bento to eat. Partly because Ran was starting to look really worried and partly because I knew the lack of eating would affect my health. Chasing killers took a lot of energy.

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"Sorry, I have to run." Ran said in an apologetic manner. I shrugged.

"Don't mind it. Where are you going?" I asked her. She smiled.

"Well, since Sonoko is down with a fever I called Simon and decided to meet at lunch." She said with a very small but noticeable blush on her face. I smiled at her.

"That's good, right? You guys need some time alone. Go ahead." I said. She nodded and ran off, leaving me eating by myself.

On the roof I could really relax for once. The lack of company left me unmotivated to eat. I felt like sleeping more than stuffing myself full with rice.

It was a good thing Ran had met and started to date Simon. I guess in the end I made her wait for too long. Simon was a good guy, handsome and kind. Besides, I had made it very clear to him I'd perform the perfect murder on him if he broke her heart. And for me, it felt useless to chase after her now after living with her for so long. She and that idiot of a detective was family now so being in a romantic relationship with Ran didn't sound as interesting as before.

Glancing at the bento I decided to ignore it and take a nap.

"Kudo!" a voice called be back from my comfortable nap. I sat up to find one of the guys from class come up to me.

"Oh, did I oversleep?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. He shook his head.

"No you didn't. We actually got the rest of the day off since sensei's wife was in an accident." He said with a somehow worried look on his face.

"Really? Is it serious?" I asked him as I got up. He shook his head.

"That's not why I came. In the newspaper, there's a challenge for you." He said and handed me the newspaper in his hand.

I glanced at the page and found it very easy to find the challenge, considering it covered the WHOLE page and was in color. How did he do it?

The background was a somehow dark blue and purple sky with stars and a big new moon. In the middle there was big designed letters in gold.

There is no need for war.

Give me your heart Detective and I'll return the missing piece.

Kaito KID

I stared at the text. Missing piece? My heart? What in the world was he speaking of, this stupid thief?

"Are you sure this is for me?" I asked him. He nodded and pointed at the bottom corner of the text. In a white text you found; "Detective = Kudo Shinichi"

I sweat dropped at the obvious fact that he so plainly explained to the whole world that I was the detective.

"Thanks." I said to Shouta and watched him leave the roof, leaving the paper behind.

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"What is the note about, Kid? Why ask me out here?" I said, annoyed how the thief was standing in the shadows, avoiding my eyes.

"Kid." I said and walked up to the… doll?

Suddenly white-gloved hands appeared and pulled me backwards and down onto the ground. Straddled by the thief I sighed.

"Nice trick, you got me." I said and reached for the thief's collar. My hands were stopped half way by his own and pinned down on the sides of my head.

Kid's eyes scared me somewhat. It was as if they were looking for something…

The clank of handcuffs brought me back to my situation and struggling I found my hands cuffed together and held down by Kid's left hand. The thief himself sighed.

"I can't believe I'm doing this…" he said and reached for his inner pocket.

"Kid, let me go!" I said and glared at him. With a quick movement his right hand was brought to my face, making me by reflex shut my eyes. When nothing odd happened I reopened them, finding the thief staring at me. That's when I noticed the object on my nose; my old glasses.

At first I was surprised but then panic suddenly came over me as I noticed the thief staring at me very closely. If it continued like this he'd understand who I really was. Which was very bad. Indeed, Kid grinned with a lonely look in his eyes.

"So it really was you." He said and took off the glasses. I sighed and sweat dropped.

"…Yeah, it is." I admitted. Kid sighed.

"You're telling me the guy I consider my equal rival and the guy I fell for is the same?" he asked, probably himself, as he rubbed his temple. Wait…

"Sorry?" I said. Kid looked at me.

"Edogawa Conan and Kudo Shinichi is the same right?" he said. I shook my head.

"No, I mean, what did you just say?" I asked. Kid grinned.

"The part where I said; `the guy I fell for´?" he said, moving his face closer. I nodded.

He gave a heavy sigh before he grinned even wider.

"Well, what did you expect after doing things like this to you?" he asked as his free hand escaped underneath my shirt as his other one pinned down the handcuffs again.

I could feel a vein pop.

"Well, I thought you were just messing with me!" I said, annoyed with the thief. Kid stared at me with his mouth slightly open. He then let go of the cuffs and pulled out his hand.

"You think I'd molester someone I was just messing with?" he asked. I felt my face flush as I got up in a somewhat sitting position.

"Don't say it like that! It's…" I tried as Kid smiled.

"When I mess with people I hang them up side down from a light pole or have them bathing in chocolate pudding. I only touch people I like." He said with a somewhat honest tone. I stared at him, not knowing what to say.

After a few moments Kid sighed, an act that annoyed me for some reason.

"What?" I asked. Kid glanced at me.

"You are really dense, aren't you?" Kid said as I glanced down.

Looking up again, Kid's lips met mine as he pulled me into a heavy kiss.