Cracks in the Ship

Characters: Kaito and Heiji
Theme: Roommates

"That's it Kuroba. This is the last friggin' straw. We need to set a curfew."

Kaito slammed the common bathroom door shut and sneered. "A curfew. Are you serious?"

Heiji's hand fumbled on his bed and raised the pillow he grasped between his fingers, making a threatening stance to throw it right at Kaito's head from the top bunk. The only thing stopping him from doing it was the trouble to climb down the ladder to retrieve it afterwards. "Because you always make a heck of a noise when you come back and woke me up from my sleep." He pointed at the clock on the wall, which they bought from the money pool they each contributed together last year. "It's 2.30am. ASSHOLE."

"Says the one who always snores like an earthquake every night." Kaito wiped his wet hair with the towel that was hanging around his neck. "If you want to set a curfew, then I want to set a curfew for your stupid snoring too. No snoring after 11pm."

Aiming well, Heiji tossed the pillow and it perfectly landed onto Kaito's face before it dropped onto the floor with a soft plop afterwards. Impassively, Kaito stared at the pillow for two long seconds of silence before raising his foot, jabbing heel first into the middle of Heiji's pillow and kicking it to the far corner of the room.

"Screw you Kuroba!"

"Goodnight to you too, my dearest Hattori." Kaito yawned and climbed to his bed on the bottom bunk.

.o.

"Hattori. HATTORI!"

"WHAT." Heiji's head popped out from the top bunk and eyed suspiciously at Kaito below, who was in the process of flipping his own study desk upside down.

"Have you seen my blueprint?"

"Blueprint? Blueprint of what?"

Kaito was on the verge of pulling his entire hair out as he continued searching high and low. "A museum. Anyway, it doesn't matter. With just one glance, you'll definitely know it's a blueprint."

"I thought you're majoring in mathematics." Heiji wrinkled his nose. "Why the heck do you have a blueprint of a museum?"

"Well, I don't understand why you're majoring in criminology and studying all those crap about justice either when you're not helping a man in need." Kaito scowled back.

Heiji rolled his eyes, grudgingly shutting his laptop and climbed down the ladder to the floor. He gave a once over at the little mess on the table before looking down at Kaito, who was now squatting and ransacking a box. "When is the last time you seen it?" Heiji asked in a genuine curious tone, feeling an extremely tiny, microscopic pity for Kaito.

"I was editing it on the desk like two hours ago before I went out to meet Aoko." Kaito sighed, his shoulders slouched. "But when I came back, it's-"

"You met Aoko-chan?" Heiji blurted and a grin began to show. "Did she make gyoza today?"

Kaito stood up and faced Heiji, uncharacteristically surprised for a stunned moment before a scowl embraced his features. "Yes, she made gyoza. And it's all mine.

"Selfish asshole."

"Back to the main question." Kaito snapped his finger and pointed at his desk. "So did you see my blueprints after you came back from your lecture?"

"I didn't see anything because I don't care for your stuff, and you should know it too." Heiji gestured exasperatedly around their dorm room. "Beside, look at how small this place is. Where can a-" All of the sudden, like the speed of a bullet train, the sense of realization hit Heiji as his eyes widened by a fraction at the suspected truth.

Kaito's brows merged together as he leaned in cautiously towards Heiji after the latter suddenly stopped in mid-sentence. "You remembered something, didn't you?"

"Uh well," Heiji tentatively rubbed the back of his neck and gave a sidelong glance over at his roommate. "That Hakuba did drop by to pass me some photocopied notes for the lecture I was sleeping in."

"Wait-What? Hakuba?!" Kaito shrieked, shocking Heiji to almost believe Kaito was a man born with female vocal cords. "I thought we'd agreed that we won't let that horse into our room?!"

"Like I said, he'd dropped by to pass me some notes for the lecture I was sleeping in. What can I- Hey where the hell are ya going?"

"To find that bloody thief!" Kaito flung open the door and dashed out, his steps echoing down the corridor until it became a mute.

"What the heck?" Heiji shook his head, mind swimming in doubt and confusion. "What's the fuss over a stupid blueprint?"

.o.

"Hattori."

"What."

"Are you watching porn?"

"Screw you Kuroba. I'm not." Heiji slammed a hand over his safety guard bed rails and snarled at the bottom bunk, where Kaito was lying heads up and using his phone. He scoffed, white teeth bright and shiny in contrast against his dark skin. "Are you watching porn?"

"I'm trying to get my FaceTime to work but the Wi-Fi is very slow." Kaito grumbled and sat up straight, head raised to glare at Heiji. "If you're not watching porn, then are you downloading porn? Can you do it after my FaceTime session?"

"Shut the hell up Kuroba. I already said I'm not." Heiji rolled his eyes and slumped heavily onto his bed. Back in his comfortable lying position, he set his laptop on his stomach again and moved his cursor to light up the screen. "Are you trying to FaceTime Aoko-chan? Talk about clingy." Heiji chortled dryly. "Don't come to me crying after she dump ya for it."

"You shut the hell up." Kaito yelled from below. The bed suddenly squeaked and creaked loudly as Kaito pulled half of his upper body up to the top bunk, with the help of the metal rails that was guarding the side of Heiji's bed. He strained his neck to see Heiji's laptop screen. "What are you doing with the Wi-Fi?"

"Ever heard of privacy?" Heiji whipped the pillow out from under his neck and intended to whack Kaito's face with it, but he was too slow. It seemed Kaito had magically grew a third hand or some sort and successfully snatched the computer from Heiji's stomach before jumping to the ground scot-free.

"Top ten most beautiful places in Japan?" Kaito peered at the video and glanced over his shoulder to stare at Heiji with a judging look. "Seriously?"

"If you don't give my computer back to me in one second, Kuroba..." Heiji cracked his knuckles, one leg on the ladder and preparing to jump. "I'm going to murder you."

"Kyaa. I'm so scared." Kaito drawled and trudged to the bunk bed to return the laptop, which the owner ungraciously snatched it back. "Instead of watching videos, why didn't you ask me? I'll be more glad to help." Kaito added cheekily. It was plain obvious that Heiji's annoyed frown was what fuelled Kaito's grin to grow even bigger.

"No thanks." Heiji scorned and sat up on his bed, his eyes focused on the screen.

"You're researching for a place to date with that Toyama girl, isn't it?" Kaito smirked as Heiji's shoulders tensed, his composure slightly broken. "The one that delivered gyoza yesterday because you're craving for it like a pregnant woman." He continued mockingly.

"Damn hell you're right." Heiji spat, not exactly specifying the question he was referring to, even though Kaito knew the answers to both anyway. "And also," Heiji cleared his throat, his face tainted with pride like he was about to tell the world he had won the presidential election. "Kazuha makes the best gyoza in the world ya, no one can beat it."

"Oh really?" Kaito gritted his teeth. "Then who's that guy who wanted to eat the gyoza Aoko made for me every time?"

"I was hungry."

"Whatever you say." Kaito pulled out his phone from his pocket, with hopes to see the Wi-Fi connection improved. But it didn't. He scowled, visibly irritated and casted a warning look to Heiji's direction. "Stop watching that stupid video already."

"No." Heiji returned a smug look before shaking his head and added an exaggerated fake sad frown. "How tragic. It seems your FaceTime isn't going to happen today."

Kaito began rolling up his sleeves. "Is that a challenge?"

"It's an announcement, dumbass." Heiji growled. He then pressed a button on his keyboard to unmute the sound and the loud melody of the video's background music started playing, the song blasting noisily across the room.

Three hours of struggling later, Heiji's laptop battery died and Aoko texted Kaito that she was going to bed.

There was no happy ending.

A/N: This is more like three drabbles combined into one, but nonetheless it was fun to write this haha hope you guys enjoyed