Mikau: Hi, guys! Long time no see! As you may be aware, I'm more of a HakuKai writer, so I don't have as much KaiShin stuff to post. I am trying to concentrate more on KaiShin stuff lately, though, so there should be some more sporadically. This short kind of just happened, so please let me know what you think of it. I hope you enjoy it. Last but not least, I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed: Bunnyz-chan, patternleap, and Assasin8. You know how much I appreciate you guys. And now, on with the show!

Disclaimer: If I were a middle-aged, Japanese, male mangaka, I too would, from time to time write chapters that took place in other parts of Japan so that my company would pay for me to go sightseeing…in the name of research for the chapter, of course. …

The Fortuneteller

Shinichi was officially freaked out. He'd taken a shortcut down an alley and had run into a young woman decked out in a rather revealing spandex outfit complete with cobra shoulder adornments, a long scarlet cape, and a golden tiara featuring yet another cobra. Was it Shinichi's imagination, or did that cobra just wink at him?!

She was sitting at a small foldup table with a crystal ball in front of her. Shinichi was expecting her to stop him and offer to tell his fortune for a small fee, but she neglected to even acknowledge his existence until he was a good three steps past her.

"Something precious to you is going to be taken away," she muttered cryptically, eyes still closed as she moved her hands in circles and arches around the ball.

Shinichi rolled his eyes. "Sorry, Miss, but I'm not interested in having my fortune told. You can keep talking, if you'd like, but I'm not going to pay you to spout generic, nondescript nonsense at me."

"Does a clover have any significance to you?" the fortuneteller continued.

Shinichi came to a sudden halt.

"I see that it does. Hohoho," she laughed daintily, covering her mouth with her palm in a ladylike fashion. Slowly opening her crimson eyes, she smirked. "Do you still believe I'm simply spewing nonsense, Kudo Shinichi?"

Shinichi whirled around, a twinge of apprehension shooting through him. "Who are you? How do you know who I am?" "Calm down. She's probably just a fan from when I was appearing in the papers. Just a weird fan."

"I am Akako…a witch. I've come to warn you: if you're not careful, someone's going to take your clover away from you. Have a nice day, Kudo Shinichi. Hohoho!" With another refined laughed and a puff of red smoke, Akako disappeared, leaving Shinichi bamboozled and nearly hacking up a lung.

"What the hell just happened?!" Shinichi searched the alley for Akako, the logical part of his brain telling him that a woman did not just vanish into thin air. There was a smokescreen. Kid did it all the time. There had been a trick.

Only, Shinichi wasn't finding any signs of a trick. There hadn't been enough time for her to reach the mouth of the alley and disappear around the corner. There was nothing large enough for her to hide behind, and she had had that table with her as well. There was no way she had gone up, and, looking around, he saw that there was no escape route leading down, so…

That meant that Shinichi was simply hallucinating because there was no way that Akako was really a witch. Witches didn't exist…however, magicians did, and Shinichi was keeping one waiting. He made a mental note to get eight hours of sleep and to eat properly. Having these kinds of delusions again in the future simply wouldn't do.

Picking up the pace and avoiding any more alleys, Shinichi reached his abode about ten minutes later to find Kuroba Kaito sitting on his porch waiting.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late!" He called out, waving to his friend as he trotted up the way through the courtyard.

Kaito smiled knowingly, getting to his feet. "Murder?"

"Uh…no." Shinichi grinned sheepishly, fishing out his keys. "Just a…a fortuneteller that wouldn't leave me alone. You could have just let yourself in, you know. The fall air is kind of nippy."

"A fortuneteller?" Kaito echoed, raising an eyebrow.

"Y-Yeah." Shinichi rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment, stepping aside and motioning for Kaito to enter.

The other brunette made an interested noise and headed for the library and his favorite couch. Kaito slipped off his shoes and flipped so that he was lounging upside-down with his legs dangling over the back of the couch. "I'll have milk tea today," he announced before Shinichi could ask.

The detective made a quick pit stop in the kitchen, grabbing a cup of milk tea for Kaito and a mug of coffee for himself, before passing out the drinks and making himself comfortable in his own favorite desk chair.

"So…other than the fortuneteller incident, did you have a good day? What was the body count?" Kaito somehow managed to sip his tea while still upside-down.

Shinichi grimaced. "No, not really, but thanks for asking…. Five."

"Is that all?" Kaito snorted. "That's not as bad as September twenty-fourth."

Shinichi shuddered at the mention of that date. Some crazy bomber had taken out an entire floor of the Beika Mall. "It was just a little gruesome today, is all. Tragic. If only they'd just talked. You know, it's not like people can read each other's minds. You have to talk and tell each other how you feel."

"So…I'm guessing a forced family suicide?" Kaito bit his lip, righting himself. He set his cup down and came over to sit on top of Shinichi's desk. "You okay?"

Shinichi shrugged, looking up at Kaito and somehow gaining the strength to smile softly. "I will be. How was your day, Kaito?"

Kaito's concern quickly morphed into a devilish smirk. "I think I've outdone myself, pranking Hakuba."

"Poor guy," Shinichi chuckled. "I almost feel sorry for him."

"Don't be. He looked like he needed a good love tap…. He's been kind of down lately; my attentions seem to improve his mood, though. He calls it 'flirting'." Kaito rolled his eyes, a fond smile on his face. "You know, he asked me to go to England with him next weekend." He snuck his friend a furtive glance, waiting to see Shinichi's reaction.

"He's taking you to England?!" Shinichi choked on his coffee. "Why's he taking you there?! You're not actually going to go, are you?!"

"I'm not sure. He said something about meeting his mother in London and maybe spending a day at his villa in Canterbury…. Is there a reason I shouldn't go?" Kaito was careful to keep his voice and face neutral.

Shinichi's chin nearly put a dent in the floor. "M-Meet his mother? And his villa? J-Just the two of you?! Kaito, you know what that probably means, don't you?! It sounds like he's going to confess!"

"Yeah. It does, doesn't it? That's what I thought too. What do you think, Shinichi? Should I go? I like him well enough. What do you think?" Kaito held his breath, carefully looking Shinichi right in the eye.

Shinichi felt his heart constrict, Akako's words echoing in his head: "Something precious will be taken from you."

"N-No," Shinichi whispered.

"No?" Kaito waited for Shinichi to continue. "…And…why not?"

Shinichi frowned as his cheeks turned candy apple red. "Just no, Kaito. No…. Don't go."

"But why?" A small smile began to tug at the corner of Kaito's lips.

"Because!" Shinichi shouted, slamming his palms down on the desk as he stood, startling Kaito, almost sending him tumbling off of the desk.

"B-Because," Shinichi whispered, giving Kaito a pleading look as he leaned in, gently taking Kaito's face in his hands and hesitantly pressing his lips to Kaito's.

Shinichi's entire body started to tingle as Kaito slowly began to kiss back, threading his fingers through Shinichi's hair and nibbling gently on the detective's lips.

"Okay," Kaito giggled as they pulled back. "I see your point, but can I still go to England with him, if I tell him I'm spoken for? I've always wanted to go see London."

"I'll take you to London myself," Shinichi snorted. "Come here, you." Shinichi pulled his boyfriend off of the desk and onto his lap so that Kaito was straddling him.

Kaito laughed, wrapping his arms around Shinichi's neck.

The detective smiled gently, pushing Kaito's bangs out of his eyes. "I'm sorry. I should have confessed properly before just kissing you like that."

"Trust me, I don't mind in the least." Kaito grinned, a giddy blush raising on his cheeks. "I've been waiting for months for you to grab me and kiss me…. Though, I wouldn't object if you wanted a redo."

"I love you," Shinichi whispered, leaning in once again.

"I love you too," Kaito cooed, leaning into the kiss.

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Mikau: Yay! The return of Akako's cobras of cuteness (that's what I decided to call them, wasn't it?) I kind of became a fan of the cobras after I noticed that they had facial expressions. Anyway, so what did you think of the story? Just a cute little one-shot, but I was feeling kind of writer's block-y, so I looked up some new writing prompts, and this is what happened. Hopefully it was amusing. You guys have a great day. Hopefully I'll see you again soon.