A/N: Yo, sorry for not uploading last week! School's being bitchy and thought it was fun to give me lots of homework. I had the story all written on paper (I'm not much of a sleeper XD) but I had no time to type it. Lucky you guys I was sick today and had all the time in the world ^^ Though I still feel awful .

Uhm, just so you know: the first part of this chapter is something that happens/happened in the future/past. Not gonna say when, you'll find that out eventually :P

Pairing: two hawt anime guys :3

Warning: shitty english, yaoi and might contain strong language.

Disclaimer: *head slowly looks around the corner* *Left nothing* *right nothing* *sigh*

Shinichi says from behind: Say it.

Mai-chan: Whaaaa! *jumps* *tries to run away*

Shinichi: *grabs t-shirt* don't think so.

Kaito: you should say it. *sweatdrops*

Mai-chan: *cries* I wanna, but I don't own...

Shinichi & Kaito: Enjoy~!

~~xXx~~

He had seen it before, but it still frightened him everytime he stared in it. That big black hole. The barrel that's aiming for his head. This time though it was different. This time he had no where to run. Hell, he couldn't even run! He regretted his actions immediatly when he shifted to a more comfortable position as a wave of pain shot through his injured knee. A groan escaped his mouth.

"Any last words?" the one holding the gun asked with a mocking voice.

"I will live on."

The gun-wielder chuckled. "Not this time."

The other only grinned as a reply and closed his eyes, waiting for what was to come.

Goodbye, world.

The bulletshot echoed across the rooftops and blood spat on the floor around him.

~~xX~~

The sound of water falling on the ground echoed through the bathroom. It was a beautiful beginning of a beautiful day, yet he didn't care. Today wasn't beautiful.

The warm water of the shower fell on his face when he slightly lifted it up. It felt good, but even a shower couldn't wash away the heavy weight on his shoulders. He thought back to last night. What had exactly happened? He remembered an amazing pleasure, but also pain. Though it was combined and felt really good. He shook his head, it made no sense at all.

When he lifted his arm to stroke through his wet hair he groaned. His left shoulder still hurt from the bullet wound he got during the last heist. Damn! He had to be more careful.

Indigo eyes looked at the wound, the hot water on it was really painful, but he had to take a shower. He felt really...dirty...when he woke up and no way was he going to walk around like that the whole day.

Not today.

It had been a week since that moment. The moment that will stay in his mind forever. Curse his photographic memory!

With a sigh he got out of the shower, dried himself and put on his clothing, he was glad he always had some spare with him.

Another sigh, he totally didn't look forward to today, but he couldn't miss it!

I have to leave you alone today, Meitantei-kun.

~~xXx~~

Even through his closed eyes, he knew the sun was shining bright. The open window of his bedroom let the chirping sounds of birds outside reach his ears. He yawned and stretched a bit, then turned around and tried to fall asleep again.

But appearently someone didn't like him going back to sleep because of the sudden weight being thrown down on him. He gasped for air but couldn't fill his lungs as they were, just like every other organ in his body, pressed down into the bed.

"Shin-chan~!" a voice which was waaaaay to cheerfull for any healthy person said.

"Can't...breath!" he said. The person lying on top of him stood up. Thankfully he breathed in fresh air.

"Whoops, sorry." The other said. Shinichi only growled a bit, stretched and yamned again. "You still sleepy? Get you're ass out of bed now, it's already 11 o'clock!" Shinichi finally decided to look at the one who was talking to him, but he was to late as the person in question had already left the room. And wait a minute! Did that person just called him Shin-chan? Only his mother used that nickname and this was definitely not his mother, the voice was younger and male. So who could it be?

He looked around the room. Damn what a mess, all his clothes he had worn last night were spread all over the floor. He wanted to stand up and gather everything when he realised...he was naked... Did he go to bed like that? Was he that tired? He tried to remember and slowly everything came back.

His eyes widened when he felt something. Something warm..on his lips. Someone else's lips were being pressed against his. KID's lips were pressed against his. The thief broke the kiss, but didn't let go.

"I love you, Shinichi."

"Ow god..." it was the only thing he could say at that moment. Then that person just now was...

A sigh came from the other side of the room. "You want me to drag you out?" Shinichi looked at the boy leaning against the door with his arms folded. Shinichi's jaw fell. It was a boy his age and damn they looked almost identical! There were only a few differences, like this boy had messy, brownish hair instead of Shinichi's neat and black hair. The boy also had more indigo eyes, while Shinichi had azure, but the rest was almost the same!

Shinichi realised that the boy, or rather KID, wore only a jeans and a t-shirt but nothing covered his face, like he had done earlier with the baseball cap. He looked away. "Uhm...aren't you going to hide your face?" he asked.

KID chuckled. "Why would I? You saw more then my face, last night."

"Wait, what?" he asked blushing heavingly. He looked into the indigo eyes and saw the amusement in them.

"Ah, you don't remember? I thought you would, after all, you seemed to have a great time~!"

Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, breath! After that kiss, what happened. He was pushed onto the bed. Kissed again and then...then what? He didn't remember.

"What did...we do?" he asked afraid of the answer.

"You want me to let you remember it again?" KID asked, jumping onto Shinichi again only now more gentle. His knees were on both sides of the detective. The thief pushed him back into the bed and let one hand trail down the others chest. His face came closer untill they felt each others breath against their lips. "Well, do you?" he asked.

"B-baro!" Shinichi yelled and pushed the thief off of him. KID chuckled.

"Allright, now let's have breakfast~!" he said and wanted to leave the room before stopping, turned around and produced a rose in his hands. "By the way, the name is Kuroba Kaito." He winked and walked out of the room, leaving the other teen alone with a red rose. Shinichi stood up and took some clean clothes out of his closet. He still had to process the whole thing though. He had had se-... God he couldn't even think about it! Shinichi stopped in his tracks downstairs. He heard cooking noises coming down from the kitchen and he started to wonder. Why didn't he remember anything from last night?

~~xXx~~

So Tantei-kun doesn't remember anything either? Weird…we didn't take any drugs, did we? Kaito sweat dropped, then quickely shook his head, discarding the idea. What the heck am I thinking?

He focused on the food in front of him which was almost ready.

"Smells nice." Someone behind him said. He was startled and wanted to turn around when he remembered last time he did that. The thief turned around carefully and looked at the other teen, who was standing in the door way. The usual suit was gone, instead the detective wore simple jeans and a T-shirt. The thief looked up and saw the other look away with a faint blush.

"What?" Shinichi asked with a bit of annoyance in his voice.

"Ah..Nothing~!" He said. He hadn't realized he had been staring at the other. "I was just thinking how cute you are~!"

"Sh-..Shut up!" The blush darkened, causing the thief to grin even wider.

"Food's ready!" He said and turned around.

After enjoying breakfast, talking a bit and doing the dishes, Kaito glanced at the clock. It's almost time.

"I have to go somewhere today." He said and stood up.

"Where?" Shinichi asked.

"Just some place." Kaito knew Shinichi thought there was something wrong if he gave such short answers, but he didn't care. He didn't want to talk about it. Not yet.

The thief expected the other to question further but instead the other said. "Okay."

~~xXx~~

He saw it, that look in the thief's eyes. Sadness, loneliness and pain. He remembered last week and decided that if the other wanted to talk about it, he would listen, but…he wouldn't –couldn't- force the other to tell. "Okay." It was the only thing Shinichi could say at the moment. Kaito nodded and walked out of the house. Shinichi heard the door close and walked towards the window. He watched the other walk through the gates and across the street to who knows where. The detective wished he could help the other, give any kind of comfort, anything!

Wait a minute! Since when did he care so much about the thief? Was it...Did he…Like him? Shinichi stared in surprise at his own reflection in the window. No, no, no, no! That's not possible! There was just no way that that could ever happen! Because..well…he was a detective…and Kaito..a thief! They were both on different sides of the law AND most importantly they were both guys! Shinichi brushed roughly through his hair, making it a mess. He looked in the window again and stared at his own reflection again. With his hair in a total mess he looked just like…Kaito.

"I don't care." The words echoed through his head when he remembered them. Last night. Kaito. He thought and unconsciously brought his fingers to his lips and remembered a few things. Soft lips against his own, falling onto a bed and crawling backwards against the headboard. An amazing feeling, Kaito's tongue sliding over his teeth. Closer and closer to..those. Then…a taste. What was it? It was familiar, but also strange.

He groaned and walked away. He was acting like some kind of girl who had just lost her virginity! Shinichi walked downstairs and thought about what to do, when the doorbell rang. He opened it.

"Yo, Kudo!" Hattori said.

"Ah, Hattori. What's wrong?"

"What? Can't I just spend some time with my best friend?" The osakan asked and walked through the door. "You got some free time, right?"

Shinichi shrugged. "Yeah, why not? Want something to drink?" He asked after he closed the door and walked towards the kitchen.

"Sure!" The other detective said.

They took their drinks and ended up in the library where they just had some small talk.

"So, did you have any interesting cases lately?" Shinichi asked.

"Yeah, yesterday I had one. The son of some kind of rich guy killed someone. Everyone just knew it, you know those kind of guys who are just way to confident about their alibi's, well this was one of them. And I had a hard time figuring it out." Hattori grinned. "But of course, I solved it!" Shinichi shook his head.

"Yeah, yeah, you're amazing Hattori." He said dryly, before taking a sip of his coffee. The dark-skinned detective nodded and his grin widened, before his face became serious.

"So, how is nee-chan doing?" Shinichi slightly winced. He had hoped to avoid that topic.

"She's fine. She forgave me for the whole Conan-thing." He said and hoped his voice didn't tremble as much as he thought it did. Silence fell and Shinichi knew the other was wondering if he wasn't telling the whole story.

"That's good." The dark-skinned detective said after a while. Suddenly he clapped in his hands and stood up. "All right, let's go and have some fun!" Shinichi was glad he had set his cup of coffee on the table, because otherwise it would have been lying on the ground when Hattori grabbed his wrist and dragged him out of the house, through the gates and onto the street.

"Wha-? Hattori! What are you doing? Where are we going?" Shinichi asked.

Hattori, who was still holding onto his wrist, looked back and grinned. "Don't know! Walk around, do some windowshopping, eat somewhere or catch a movie." The osakan finally released Shinichi's wrist. The azure eyed detective couldn't help but smile a bit. Hattori just wanted to cheer him up. He really is a good friend.

"Sure." He said and the two of them walked around.

Just as Hattori said they looked around and grabbed a bite around lunch time. After that they went to a museum and had dinner.

"Hmm..Where to go next?" Hattori asked. They stood in one of the shopping districts of town. Shinichi had bought some books in the bookstore and Hattori some souvenirs for Kazuha.

"How about that?" Shinichi said and pointed at a poster hanging on the wall next to them, a wide grin on his face. Hattori looked.

"Oh come on! You've got to be kiddin' me! They made a movie of that?" he looked at the other with a face of disbelief. Azure eyes twinkled when they looked back.

"Ah, please, just this once!" annoyed Shinichi noticed it sounded more like a whine. Curse his time as Conan!

"Fine, but next time we watch something I want!" the osakan said.

And soon both detectives found themselves in the cinema watching a Sherlock Holmes movie.

~~xXx~~

During the walk back to the Kudo-mansion, Shinichi was going on and on about how great Sherlock Holmes is and how amazing the movie was. Hattori noticed that his friend had cheered up and was glad. Something seemed to have happened between Kudo and Ran. She had forgiven him, but that wasn't the whole story. Well, as the friend he was, he didn't question any further.

Suddenly Shinichi cut himself off in his Sherlock-rant. "By the way, do you have anywhere to sleep? I mean, it's pretty late." It was late, the sky was dark and most of the shops were already closed.

"Well, I was actually planning on taking the late night train. If I stay for the night then I probably won't make it in time tomorrow. Kazuha and I were planning on going to the amusement park and she'll kill me if I'm late." Hattori said and sighed.

"Sure, want me to tag along to the station?" Shinichi asked.

"Nah, that's okay, we're almost at your place so don't worry about it! Anyway, I have to go right here, so bye!" the osakan turned around the corner and waved back to Shinichi.

"Alright, bye!" the latter said.

Hattori lowered his arm and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Faintly he heard Shinichi mutter a "thank you" and couldn't help but smile. Suddenly his phone rang and he looked at the caller.

"Oh dear." he said and picked it up, making sure it was far away from his ear to prevent becoming deaf afterwards.

"Ha-to-ri!"

~~xXx~~

Shinichi couldn't help but laugh when he heard Kazuha yell at Hattori over the phone. He shook his head and continued the way home. Today had been fun and he was glad to have the osakan as his friend. Though he was impulsive, hot-headed and sometimes annoying, he knew when to shut his mouth about something (though his hot-headedness didn't always help with that).

When he reached his house he saw that it was still the way he left it, no trace of anyone breaking in. Quickely Shinichi shook his head. What was he thinking? Why would anyone break into his house? Sure it was big and belonged to a rich guy, but still..he had actually hoped someone had broken in and somewhere in his heart...he was dissapointed that no one had. He opened the gates and entered the house.

No shoes.

He went inside the library and put the books on the desk. He'd read them later, right now, he wasn't in the mood.

No open window.

He entered the bathroom and brushed his teeth.

No pervy comment nor somebody suddenly hugging him from behind.

He walked towards his bedroom and softely opened the door. Why he was doing it softely? He had no idea, after all, no one would be there. Yet he wished that in his bed, somebody would be lying. Sleeping, like the rest of the house did.

No one.

Dissapointment was clearly shown on his face, though the darkness covered it. He sighed and deeply wondered why he was doing this. Why he was waiting for Kaito to show himself and do something that would make Shinichi scowl. Kaito had probably been playing some kind of prank, last night. He probably drugged Shinichi, which would explain why he had forgotten what happened and just pretended that they had... Shinichi blushed. That they did it. But...would he really do all that, just for a little laugh. He showed him who he was and even if he was a prankster he wouldn't kiss a guy for that, right? Shinichi did remember Kaito had kissed him and what about last week? That couldn't have been an act.

He shook his head and finally entered the room which was still covered in darkness. Suddenly he tripped over something and fell flat on his face.

"Ouch!" He said.

The thing that he had tripped over groaned. Or rather the person he had tripped over.

"Kaito!" He exclaimed.

"Shinichi?" the other asked with a sleepy, weak voice.

"Damn! What are you doing? Lying on the floor like that, you're going to catch a-." Shinichi was cut off when soft lips met his. Arms were thrown around his neck.

When they pulled away Shinichi was panting a bit. "Baro." he said. "What the hell is up with you?" a pink blush on his cheeks and his eyes looked away. Kaito was practically sitting in his lap. Then he noticed, the other wore a suit. Not the usual white one KID wore. No, this one was black. Curious Shinichi looked up. "Kaito?"

No response. Kaito's bangs fell over his eyes. The thief leaned in and their foreheads met.

"Kaito, what happened?" Shinichi said softely.

His look-alike opened his mouth to say something then closed it, as if he was trying to find the right words. "She's gone." Shinichi frowned.

"Who?" he asked.

"Aoko. She-. Last week she-...I didn't mean-...I didn't want to-..." Shinichi took the others face in his hands and stroke the cheeks softely.

"It's okay. Who's Aoko?"

"My childhood friend. She's always been there for me and cheered me up when my father died and when I teased her, she got mad and chased me with a mop." The detective felt tears on his fingers. He gently stroke the bangs away and finally looked into the wet, indigo eyes.

"Even though she was my best friend, she didn't know about me being KID and one week ago, after my heist, I met her. As KID, I mean. At first she tried to catch me, but suddenly there was a gunshot and we went to hide, but they found us and when they tried to shoot me, Aoko...she...she jumped in front of me." the thief paused. Shinichi saw him grit his teeth.

"Then what happened?" he asked.

"I don't know why, but they fled. Aoko was barely alive and in the end I told her who I was." a sad smile tugged his lips. "She was happy, but...she didn't make it...she died." Shinichi's eyes narrowed in compassion. He felt Kaito tighten his fists. "First they killed my father and now Aoko. I don't want them to take anyone else away from me anymore."

"Your father?" he asked and Kaito nodded.

"The original Kaitou KID, eight years ago they killed him because he got in the way. There was never enough evidence so the police said it was just an accident."

"Who are they?"

"I only know one by name, but they all wear black clothing." Shinichi winced. The Black Organisation was gone, so who were these guys?

"What's his name?" he asked, half expecting it to be an alcoholic drink. Kaito looked up and their gaze met.

With hate in his eyes he said. "Snake." Shinichi froze, his own eyes widened, while his mind and heart shattered.

Snake. Why? Why him?

~~xXx~~

Jup that's it ^^ Just to clear some things. I don't remember if I told it in the story, but this takes place after Shinichi had taken down the BO.

And one last thing, if you think I wasn't going into much detail when Kaito explained the whole thing at the end then just remember that he was kind of sad and confused, so he just ranted everything. So I wrote it like that on purpose. If you didn't understand, one week ago (during the first chapter) Kaito went home after the heist and met Aoko (Kaito still as KID). Then Snake appeared and shot at them. Aoko protected Kaito and was shot in the process. Kaito told her right before she died that he was KID and she was happy he told her. Today (during this chapter) Kaito went to her funeral (which is why he went out, was crying and wore a black suit). How he ended up on the floor of Shinichi's bedroom, I don't know. I'll leave that to your imagination :P

I don't know what guys actually do when they're having a boy-day, so if it's a bit girly for boys sorry ^^ I'm a girl after all. By the way, it wasn't supposed to be like a date or anything and in this story Hattori and Shinichi are just friends, nothing more.

And about Hattori's accent, I decided to just leave it to your imagination. I know I already find it kind of annoying when people actually write his accent and I was to lazy ^^

Hope you enjoyed this and I'll try to update sooner next time ^^

Reviews, favs and alerts are always welcome!