Disclaimer: I don't own DCMK.

Sunday.

It was a bitterly cold March day and Shinichi shivered lightly in the breeze. The sky was painted with clouds of gray, dark and so heavy that they looked like they were about to fall.

The detective was perfectly cheerful in spite of that. There was no corpse. No armed robbery had happened. No kidnappings. There was not even a lost cat (which may or may not emerge from a building, fur matted with blood; it's a long story). Nothing to deduct from the calm before the storm of KID's heist.

Cloud Tower, in its simplest description was a wraped skyscraper oddly covered in marble, a strange phenomenon for being built just a year ago. In more complex terms, its structure was of the decontructivism style, wraped walls and dancing lines aplenty, it was several hundred meters tall, it was encased in a marbe shell to drive home that it was high enough to scrape clouds, as well as earthquake-proof.

Inside, Nakamouri Ginzo and his KID force (and Hakuba, though he could be lumped together with them) patrolled the halls, cleared except for KID's most ardent fans. It was five hours before the heist, after all.

And then there was Shinichi, lingering outside of the building. He smiled at a fake curator and entered the building.

Cupid's love would answer the plea.

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Little did Shinichi know that this would be another heist no one could forget.

It started as per usual, security thick as fog and Nakamouri-keibu right in the midst of it all. The lights suddenly dimmed and flickered off, to the creative swearing of the personnel...

...the chase began.

It was improbable, no matter what Nakamouri-keibu (now covered in pink dye) said, for KId to have escaped the room except from the gallery doors. The room itself was sealed and the air vents were too small for Kaito to get anywhere conveniently. The doors' guards said they hadn't seen anything.

Heists, ever since he was dragged to one by an overzealous Sonoko, were his favourite puzzles. It was always enjoyable to test one's wits with a rare person of equal level, even more so when fatalities came as a surprise. That's why it mattered so much when he found the Ravens.

He found it mattered more so when he fell in love with Kaito.

Shinichi smirked as that same "curator" edged out of view. The "lady" grinned back with a KID-esque wink.

And then the back wall of the room fell, pulled by hiding doves, revealing that it was made of styrofoam.

A deluge of fans burst in. Shinichi ran, not for them, but to the door, away from the commotion.

Nakamouri-keiby spotted a decoy flying away on its hang-glider. For once, Shinichi made no move to correct them. When would they ever learn? Looking over, he saw Hakuba incapacitated, probably from laughing gas.

Running down the corridors, he made a beeline for the elevators, pressing the button for the rooftop greenhouses. In moments, there was a metalic ding.

The doors slid open, revealing Kaito jumping up at the noise.

"Of course you took the elevators, I should have known better," he mutters, smiling somewhat sheepishly at Shinichi.

"At least it's effective. If I've correctly deciphered Ran's rambling fantasies, this is a very romantic location, too."

"You couldn't tell?" Kaito asks somewhat pouting. "Oh right, this is the guy that's been taking me to crime scenes with lovers turning against each other for dates..."

For a moment, they shared a laugh. Then Kaito's face pulled itself into an apologetic expression.

"Shinichi... about, well, this..."

"It's fine. Don't think I've forgiven you for the lying, but I do still want to..." Shinichi's face turned red at this point, his voice shrinking, "...date you."

"I should explain it better, right? It started at the first heist, KID's return... after the next one, I found out my father was KID and decided to dress up to confront the fake... it was Jii-san, my father's former assisstant. After that, he told me that my father was murdered by the Ravens... I decided to keep on baiting to see what would happen," Kaito said, voice slightly trembling.

Shinichi nodded for him to go on, offering a handkerchief.

Kaito refused it and continued, "I caught an opportunity and followed them back to this house where they revealed their plan to find... Pandora, they called it... a gemstone that would cry tears of immortality every thousand years when a certain comet would show. It reveals itself by glowing red in the full moon's light. I didn't want anyone to fight over it anymore, so I decided to beat them to the catch and destroy it... and... well..."

"Kaito... thanks for telling me."

"You're sure you don't want to turn me in...?"

"No. I'm sure everyone is rather happy with the several-billion-yen in economic growth you've generated. Plus, well, I've decided you matter a lot... to me..."

"This isn't the gem... would you mind it terribly if I...? No, that's silly... forget about it."

"If you want to."

Kaito beamed like Shinichi at a Sherlock Holmes fan club.

The detective held out a hand. As their fingers laced, Shinichi staggered, shock spreading as he put a hand to his shoulder.

It came back red.

And then it all went black.

And roses, blooming wide, shivered.

Oops... this is... late. I hoped all of you enjoyed reading this (except maybe the part about Shinichi getting hurt again; that would be slightly worrying) (I haven't been shot before, so I'm not really sure how accurate this is, sorry about that). Reviews are always appreciated! Ideas on groups of crazy people are also very much appreciated!