Hattori Heiji did not like people one upping him. He didn't like thieves either. So, why was he here again, at a Kaitou Kid heist, with a stuck up British detective? Well, the number one reason was Shinichi. He needed to be at Tokyo to support her, with her change back and all.
Was it worth it, though? No. Especially when a certain white clothed bastard tapes Hakuba to him. And tapes their mout shut. With duct tape. Laying on the floor with the Brit, Hattori gave Kid the coldest glare he could muster.
Kid, for the most part, ignored the Osakan and looked out the large window to his audience. "Ladies and Gentlemen," His voice was somehow amplified. Confidence shone in the thief's voice. "Let the heist begin." The crowd cheered. Fan girls screeched. Shinichi covered her ears.
"So... annoying." She grumbled. Her patience level went even further down when she heard Nakamori bellow threats to Kid. He used words that would leave many people cowarding in disgust and fear. She then heard and light boom. That guy definantly needed some therapy. Or at least one of those stress balls.
She sighed for at least the tenth time that day and rubbed her temple. Maybe attending a heist in her state (physical and mental) wasn't her brightest idea. But then, she tuned out the noise, leaned over the roof's railing, and looked out to the city.
The sun had just set, still leaving a faded orangish shade near the horizon. The clouds were whispy and the city lights highlighted the scene. Her eyes softened. "Ah, Ojou-sama." She turned abruptly toward the smooth voice. "Wonderful to see you again. Are you enjoying the view?" Kid flashed her a gentleman's smile.
She huffed in annoyance. "I was."
"Whatever do you mean by that? Are you saying my presence disrupted you?" The crowd below roared, yelling for Kaitou Kid. His smiled morphed into a twisted smirk. His usual facade.
"You? Bothering me? Never." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. On the outside at least. A part of her was actually glad, excited even, to see the thief. The moment filled her with nostalgia and made her actually miss the days she was Edogawa Conan. "Did you suceed?"
He laughed and twirled the red jewel in his hand. "Why, yes, I did. What are you going to do about it, Ojou-sama?" He challenged.
Shinichi turned to Kid. They were about thirty feet apart. She didn't have anything to kick. She didn't have her watch. What happened to catching him the next time you see him again? She shook her head and went for the alternative.
"What, I don't get a fancy detective nickname?" She asked teasingly.
Kid shook his head, almost disapproving what she said. "Tch, tch. My detectives earned their nicknames." He pointed to her suddenly, reminding her of their last face off when she was Conan. "You haven't done anything to earn one yet, Ojou-sama."
Shinichi let a smirk shine through. "Not especially." She responded, not even caring if it made sense.
Kid paused, a blank look taking over until he composed himself again. He avoided her piercing gaze. "Hmm." They stood in painful silence for the next minute. People's shouts could still be heard from the ground.
"Please," Shinichi looked to Kid as he spoke with a more serious tone, "tell me." He gathered his courage to look the teen detective in her eyes. "How are you related to Tantei-chan?"
It was Shinichi's turn to avoid eye contact. "What does it matter-"
"She's like a little sister. It started out as a stupid rivalry that formed a close relationship. My imouto." Kid's smirk and playful tone was gone. Shinichi found it more difficult to lie. "I'm... worried about her, I guess."
"She's not your responsibility."
"I've battled with her so many times. I've seen her too many times. Her 'Onii-san' is concerned."
"You sound like a pedophile."
"...I'll just ignore that, Ojou-sama." He sighed. "What are you to her?"
"Uh, a distant relative."
"Funny how your answers have changed." Kid frowned. Shinichi stiffened. "Last time you said you weren't related at all."
"Well, we're-"
"Too alike to be just 'distant relatives.' Come on, Ojou-sama. If she's really your sister just tell me. It'll make me feel better, if she is" His voice was pleading slightly. Shinichi suppressed either a chuckle or a blush. Probably both. Had she really left such an impact on the Moonlight Magician?
"Kid, listen. I'm really telling the truth. Conan and I are just distant relatives." She lied with ease. Sort of. Guilt was tugging at her heart. She didn't wart him to be worried. She felt like locking herself in a closet forever. Oh, geez, she mentally groaned. Why do I have to be hormonal at a time like this.
Kid made a disapproving noise, signaling that he didn't really believe her. "Whatever, Ojou-sama." He then held the Midnight Star Ruby up to the full moon. After watching it for a few seconds, he frowned and shook his head.
"That's not the jewel you're looking for." Shinichi guessed.
"Unfortunately, no it isn't." He sighed and dropped to the ground, sitting pretzel-style. "Did Tantei-chan tell you about my habits?"
"Habits?"
Kid began to play with the expensive jewel, rolling on the floor. "Yeah. Like how I nickname detectives and always hold the jewel up to the full moon."
"No."
"I see." Shinichi watched the thief for a minute, wondering what he'll do next. Kid must've noticed her watching him since he said without a care, "I can stay here for a while. Tantei-han and Tantei-san are taped together, the taskforce fell into my glues and glitter traps, and Nakamori-keibu is probably locked in a storage locker with his bloodpressure rising every minute."
"Probably locked?" Shinichi questioned.
Kid childishly grinned and held up a small key. "Probably."
Shinichi repressed a snicker with a deadpan look. Kid's grin widened as he saw through her poker face. "You can act natural here. I don't really mind, Ojou-sama."
Shinichi just shook her head. "Why should I get comfortable with a thief? Especially with one who throws himself off skyscrapers?"
"Why shouldn't you be trying to catch and unmask me?" He countered.
"I have nothing to use against you," Shinichi explained. "it would be useless." She sank to the floor and sat leaning against the railing facing Kid. "Plus, I'm not really feeling well today."
"Not feeling well?"
"Nevermind." Shinichi turned her head away from him. She looked out toward the city again. The orange light was gone. The clouds were dark. Even the city lights seemed more unfriendly. "Why do the best things have to disappear?" She mumbled.
Kid stopped rolling the gem. "Where'd that come from, Ojou-sama?"
Where did that come from? She repeated the question to herself. "I guess it's just because the pretty view's gone." She mentally slapped herself. She was, ironically, sounding like a child in her newly revived teenage form.
Kid stood up, suddenly, causing Shinichi's gaze to go to him. He strolled over next to her. Shinichi looked up to him, disgruntled. "W-What?"
He threw the jewel, the expensive jewel, carelessly down to her. She barely had time to catch it. "You're very negitive, you know." He leaned against the railing.
"Eh?"
"Good things aren't meant to last. Money is spent, sweets are eaten, toys are broken." He began. "There are two types of people. Those who cry over it, and those who move on. You can always earn more by working harder."
Shinichi scoffed. "That was deep, Kid. But, I was just talking about the scenery. Just because I said it wasn't 'pretty' anymore, doesn't mean I'm a negitive, materialistic person."
"I didn't say you were materialistic."
"You didn't mean to. But you did."
"Then, I deeply apologize, Ojou-sama." He bowed and held out his hand, asking for forgiveness. Shinichi rolled her eyes, but took his hand anyway. He brought it up to his mouth and gave it a peck.
Shinichi's eyes widened and she looked away. Damn, damn, damn, she scolded herself, Don't you blush, Shinichi. Don't you dare.
Kid smirk as he watched the detective go through inner turmoil. He let go of her and and conjured up a blue rose. "For you."
Shinichi stared at the rose. "Blue. An impossible miracle." She took the flower and examined it. "How-" She touched the petals, and frowned. "It's fake."
"Of course." Kid shrugged. "Blue roses don't exists in nature, but blue is your favorite color, correct?"
"Yeah- wait. How'd you know that?"
"I, er, overheard Tantei-chan talk about it with her caretaker. Mouri Ran, I think it was." Kid goofy smile was on his face again.
Shinichi sighed. "You're talking about an impossible friendship, right? Between a detective and thief."
Kid shook his head. "That rose can mean a lot of things. Impossible friendship, miracles-"
"Who's sounding negitive, now?"
"meetings and rivalry."
Shinichi stopped her next retort. Impossible rivalry? Meetings? He was talking about Conan again. And Shinichi oddly felt jealous. Of herself. (Brilliant.)
Shinichi's eyes narrowed into a glare. She sent it to the rose. If looks could kill, the rose probably would've burst into flames. Shinichi looked to Kid next. He flinched slightly at the look. "W-What?"
Shinichi looked away form the white clothed man. She let go of the rose and let it fall to the ground. "Conan is never coming back. Even if she was, neither her nor I would want a friendship with a thief." Kid winced. That was a tough blow. "I'm a detective..."
She abruptly ran toward him. Kid (Thank God for fast reflexes) quickly evaded her, as she attempted to tackle him. "so don't underestimate me!" She took out a pair of handcuffs and lunged for Kid again. He sidestepped and barely avoided her.
"C-Calm down!" He gritted his teeth as the female detective got seeming faster and faster.
"Isn't this what you expected, *Kaitou-san." She mocked.
"Not really!"
She backed him into a corner. Nothing but her and a fall to his-
Kid mentally face palmed. You're the great Kaitou Kid, he thought to himself, yet you forgot about your damn handglider?
As Shinichi was about to cuff him, Kid fell backwards, down to the crowd (who were still yelling and cheering for the thief). There shouts became louder as they spotted their white idol fall from the roof and open his infamous handglider.
"Farewell, Meitantei-chan!" He yelled to Shinichi, waving and smirking. If she really is just like Tantei-chan, he snickered, then Meitantei is completely fitting.
Shinichi glared at the fleeting white cape, but felt strangely satisfied. She's earned her nickname. It was a damn good one at that.
She returned the handcuffs into her back pocket and began to go back inside the museum. Upon decending the stairs to the floor the Star Gemstones were being displayed, she encountered the task force. They were all stuck to the floor, walls, ceiling, and even other officers. Glitter glue (Kid's own special brand) was scattered everywhere. Shinichi guessed this was the result from the light boom she heard earlier.
"Ah, Kudo-san." One office called as she passed.
"Could you, um, possibly get us out?" Another asked, embarrassed.
Shinichi nodded. "Let me just find Nakamori-keibu and the other two teen detectives first." She assumed they were trying to nod back to her, but the glue was too strong. She internally chuckled. That guy was definitely something.
"Mmph! Mmmmph!" She heard a muffled sound as she entered the jewel's showroom. She quickly found the source of the sound, and nearly bursted out laughing.
It was Hattori. And Hakuba. Taped together. She could just see the suffering and hate in the Osakan's eyes. She kneeled down next to them, smiling. "How long did it take for this," she motioned to the tape, "to happen?"
Still smiling, she grabbed the tape keeping Hattori's lips sealed. She gave it a quick tug, sucessfully ripping it off his mouth. She snickered as Hattori suppressed a painful yell. Maybe she was spending too much time with Haibara. Her sadistic attitude was rubbing off.
"What ta hell, Kudo!?" He struggled against the still taped silent Brit. "There's somethin' called 'gently!' Ugh, nevermind. Just get us untapped so I can kill tat damn thief."
Shinichi laughed. "Too late, Hattori. He's already gone."
"Gone?"
"Flew away."
"Can I ever win?" He winced as she began tearing off the tape. "And did he have ta use duct tape!?"
Hakuba quietly sighed, just wishing to get away from the hotheaded Osakan.
*Kaitou-san would literally translate to "Mr. Thief."
A/N: I-I think I wrote more but it still looks short QAQ
And the award for saying 'damn' the most in a single chapter is...