Kaito readjusted the boy in his arms, glancing around as he dug around inside his pocket for his house key. His street was fairly quite around this time at night, but its residents were not so unconcerned about their neighbors to not gossip over the latest wife-turned-cheat or even an infamously eccentric male teenager taking a wounded six-year-old boy into his house. That would certainly cause a ripple.
Thankfully, the moment of scrambling for a key passed uneventfully, and Kaito managed to unlock the door and get into his house before anybody saw him. Fumbling in the dark for a moment, Kaito hit the light switch, almost dropping the boy as he did so. The entry was flooded with light, and Kaito glanced down at the child, noticing he could see quite a bit more of him with the addition of light.
He was small in stature, even for a six-year-old, and Kaito marveled at how, even when coated in blood, there was a small cowlick that stood up on the back of his head. The lean of his eyebrows had straightened out in the minutes it had taken Kaito to transport him to the Kuroba residence, which Kaito was quite happy to observe.
Shaking himself out of his admittedly disturbing thoughts (and shuddering - seriously, was he a pedophile?!), Kaito began to ascend the staircase. He suddenly paused halfway up, because the form in his arms stirred.
And Kaito froze as bright blue eyes slowly, sleepily, opened.
This one was hard to write because I had no idea how to work in "cheat" without changing the tense, which is why it's quite unnatural in its placing. Sorry.