Warning: AU, chibi!KaiShin
Kaito is bored, really bored.
He looks up to his dad, who is busy talking to his friends. The little guy tries to tug on his dad's suit but get no response, so he walks around the café and try another chance with his mother. She looks down to him when he pulls on her maroon dress.
"Do you need something Kaito?"
Kaito pouts, "Why don't we go back already? Why he is still talking to all those people? I thought Daddy's show is already over."
"Kaito dear, it's a part of your daddy's job," She kneels down to his eyes level, "Be patient okay?"
"But I'm bored," the messy haired kid crosses his arms, trying to imitate his daddy every time he was upset with Kaito, "Reeaaly bored."
His mom chuckles lightly, "How about this, you can wait your daddy at the park nearby," She drapes a red scarf over his suit and hands Kaito a mobile phone, "I heard that park has awesome swings."
Kaito almost drops the phone in his excitement, "Can I do that?"
"Sure you can," She smiles and ruffles Kaito brown locks, "Promise me you'll be careful okay."
Kaito nods happily, "Okay."
Kaito is happily walking through the quaint sidewalk, humming Fairly Odd Parents theme song under his breath while enjoying the cool breeze of autumn. The street is quiet, not many car passes Kaito on his little journey. It's very different from the one his father took him to yesterday; it was full of people in interesting outfit and colorful building, he can't pronounce the name well tough.
When he sees the entrance of the park, Kaito starts to run to the first swing he sees, he stops abruptly while he hears constant thumping sounds from the other side of the park. Curiosity gets the better of him and Kaito moves his legs to the sounds, away from the swings he wanted earlier.
A boy his age is waiting for him there. He is playing around with a soccer ball, moves it to the back of his bended knee, and brings it back without dropping it once. Kaito stares in awe at him, he could barely get a soccer ball to stay still on his knee back at home but this boy can bounce it so many times, how awesome is that! Suddenly he drops it, dribbles the ball and kicks it straight to the net a bit far from where they stand. It hit dead on.
"Whoa!"
His outburst startles the black haired boy. He looks at Kaito with blue doe eyes, "Nani ka otetsudai shimashou ka?"
Kaito stands still; it looks like he speaks Japanese and he can't speak Japanese at all, this is bad. Kaito really want to talk to the boy! Kaito bits his lips worriedly and try to remember a little bit of what his mommy taught him yesterday about Japanese vocabulary, "Kimi.." Kaito hesitantly continues, "Sugoi?"
The other boy burst out laughing, making Kaito pouts lightly, "You aren't from around here?"
"Yes, I'm from New York," Kaito sighs in relief, knowing that his soon-to-be friend actually can speak in English. He strolls closer to the blue eyed boy and holds up his hands, "My name is Kaito Kuroba, sorry I can't speak in Japanese."
The boy smiles warmly and takes the offered hand, "Not a problem, my name is Shinichi," He lets Kaito's hand runs to the net to take the soccer ball. Shinichi kicks it at Kaito and jogs back to his side, "Why are you here?"
"I heard you playing and came over," Kaito pass the soccer ball to Shinichi, "You are very good!"
Shinichi looks away in embarrassment, "Thank you."
"You remind me of Ray Curtis," Kaito runs and try mimicking Shinichi's kick to the imaginary ball in front of him, "It was like that awesome penalty kick he made in the world cup last week!"
"I really like Ray Curtis," Shinichi gnaw at his bottom lips, "You think I can be a good soccer player like him?"
"Sure you can," Kaito eyes the other boy kicking the ball half-heartedly, "I saw you earlier and I can tell that you are good, bet you can be a real soccer player any time!"
Shinichi stay silent at that genuine answer then he smiles brightly at the violet eyed boy, "Thanks Kaito."
"You are going to be a great player Shinichi," Kaito's eyes lit up in excitement, "And when you do, I'll be your biggest fan!"
Two little guys are playing together in the middle of a park, uncaring to all the beautiful fallen reddish leaves around them. Too lost in the other company to care about the cold breeze of fall starts to blow in that late evening. The black haired one is trying to teach the other to balance a soccer ball on one knee, laughing freely every time the other fails spectacularly. Suddenly the slightly shorter one loss his balance, drop the ball on his knee, and falls on his bum. The other extends a hand to help his friends up.
"Your hand is cold Shin-chan!" Kaito let his friend's hand go and dust off the back of his tuxedo.
"Really?" Shinichi unconsciously blow said cold hands, foot stays still on top of the soccer ball, "Probably because I was here for more than two hours already,"
Kaito pouts and take a good look at Shinichi's clothes, "Aren't you cold walking around in fall with stripped tee and shorts like that?"
"It wasn't this windy earlier," Shinichi rubs the back of his neck, "Now I am cold"
Kaito unties the red scarf he wearing and drapes it around Shinichi's neck, "Now you're warm!"
"But," Shinichi runs his hand on the soft scarf, "How about you?"
"I'm warm too, look!" Kaito take steps back and stretches his arms. He throws a cheeky grin at the other boy, "I've got long sleeved shirt and everything!"
Suddenly the phone inside Kaito's pocket rings, and he hurriedly picks it up. Shinichi watches his friend banters with whoever it is on the other line, laughing at Kaito's displeased pout and sulky tone. When the other is done, he turns a dejected look at Shinichi.
"I have to go."
Shinichi gives Kaito a confused look, "Where to?"
"You know that old fashioned café around the corner? My dad held a magic show there." The little guy pockets back the phone and straightens his suit, feeling proud about his new friend awe when he mentioned his beloved daddy, "See you again Shinichi, thanks for teaching me."
The other boy waves his hand at the running figure with brown mops, "See you!"
Shinichi really wishes he could meet Kaito again someday.
-KSKSKS-
Shinichi is very happy, ecstatic even.
The cheers from the supporter and the tackle-hugs from his teammate wake him from his happiness induced daze. Shinichi's team just won their first game in world cup preliminary. It was all because the young athlete kicks at the last minute, getting them a definite score for the win. All the obligatory handshakes with the other team passes in a blur for Shinichi, and the other lead him away from the field.
When they arrive at locker room Shinichi's grin still not fading. Not even after he finishes his post-game ritual. He starts to put away his things when he sees red scarf on top of the change clothes, his lucky charm. Shinichi smiles softly as he remembers the story behind that scarf, how Kaito, a boy who barely knew him, already supported his dream with so much believe for him, Shinichi very first fan. The young athlete shoves the red scarf back to his duffel bag as his teammates call him, asking if he comes to the after party.
Shinichi walks out and grin sheepishly at the other player. They begin moving through now almost empty field. Up until now, Shinichi still wants to meet Kaito again. To say thanks for believing in him, to see how he will react when he know now Shinichi is living his dream. His striker elbowing kicks him out of the little daydream. When the blue eyed guy looks up, he sees a guy with messy brown mop waving at him from the bleacher.
"Shinichi!"
Everything about the brown haired guy seems familiar, but the young athlete can't really figure it out. His captain laughs at Shinichi's knitted eyebrows and unsure posture; he winks at the youngest member of his team and rushes the other guys out, mumbling something about first fan ambush is the cutest or something.
Shinichi rolls his eyes at his captain antics but start walking closer to the bleacher, "Konnichiwa."
"Congratulations about your winning, that fake bait right before you kicked the goal was awesome!" the brown haired guy unconsciously dusting off some imaginary dust from his jet black suit, Shinichi feels like something is missing from it, "I feel so lucky to be able to watch your first ever official game."
Shinichi feels his cheeks heating up as he effortlessly switches to English, "Thank you."
"I should totally hold a show in Japan in the future; preferably at the same day with your game," Kaito takes out a soccer ball from a paper bag beside him and start shuffles around his suit for a pen, "Can I get your autograph?"
"Sure," Shinichi chuckles lightly when the guy tries to balance the ball on his knee so he can use both of his hand in his pen-looking quest, "You do what show? Magic?"
"Yes, tough I never held a show in Asia," Kaito throws the young athlete a thankful smile when he snatches the dangerously wobbling soccer ball on his knee, "I am pretty good at it really, you should totally watch my show!"
Shinichi grin at the magician confidence, "No promise tough, I am pretty busy one of these days," his grin turns into a laugh when the other throws him a mock disappointment look, "This is going to sound damn cliché but have we met somewhere before? I feel like I know you way long before today."
Kaito says nothing and raised his left eyebrow, as if saying 'guess who?'. Then he triumphantly fishes a pen from his back pocket and hands it to Shinichi, "I guess I own you a lunch huh, being the reason why you left the after party and all. What do you think?"
Shinichi really wants to say yes to this adorable guy, a magician who barely can balance a ball on his knees, a guy with messy brown mop who came to a soccer game with a complete suit. Not to mention the athlete can't shake the feeling like he know this cherry guy, or that something is missing from his attire. Everything clicks into place in Shinichi's mind when he realizes what should be draped over that crisp black suit, a red scarf. He blinks disbelievingly at the other, He is Kaito.
"Remember me?" Kaito leans against the steel rail and grins cheekily, "I'm your biggest fan!"
I'm taking request for letter X, please keep it T-rated and not a super sad angst
you can review or pm me about the detail; the word and the prompt, bonus point if it's canon.
thanks for reading everyone :3
