Vermouth watched as the lights in the display room went off. She sighed. Kid needs to add more to his act than just power outages, she thought to herself rolling her eyes. Toichi was more fun than you, Kuroba Kaito. She chuckled to herself, remembering the first Kid. He was a charmer, all while still being loyal to his lover, Chikage.
She narrowed her eyes at Kaito, who ran out of the room, threw down a smoke bomb, and changed uniforms. "How nostalgic..." She trailed off, eyeing the white suit, top hat, and monocle. "I just hope it won't get too nostalgic." A gun was swiftly pulled out of her pocket. She played with the cigarette in her mouth while loading it.
"Hope you have a plan to stop me, Silver-chan." Vermouth mumbled, going to the edge of the building. She turned away from the heist activity and faced a small bird across from her, a few buildings away. She raised the gun, aiming at the little bird's heart.
Thud! The silencer attached to the gun quieted the noise. The little bird had fallen off the roof and landed on, presumably, a balcony. Vermouth held a blank expression. "Poor thing." She said with no remorse.
"Oi! Y-You're too close!" Vermouth looked to the voice. Shinichi and Kid were on the roof, and Shinichi's was beet red. Kaito held his own little blush, leaning over the girl and backing her up against a wall. One of those dumb scenes you would see in a shoujo manga[1].
Kid scrambled to get away from Shinichi. His blush had worsened and now spread to his ears. "You were the one who kicked those damn soccer balls at me!" He gritted his teeth.
"You basically tackled me!"
"Do you know how much those soccer balls hurt!? I really did not want to get hit with one!"
Vermouth frowned and took off the silencer. She raised her gun. "It's a shame I have to be the one to do this. It's a shame that this has to happen. I was hoping you two would have cute, spiky haired children." She steadied her shaking hand. Aim for his chest.
His innocent, blue eyes, left Shinichi for a second and turned to her. As if his instincts had told him to. He caught sight of the gun and his eyes widened.
("What ever you're doing, leave everybody out of it.")
"Sorry Shinichi." She pulled the trigger.
"Damnit, Kaitou Kid!" Nakamori yelled as glue and feathers rained down on him. Kid's laugh echoed around the hall, but he's was no where to be seen. "Where are you!?"
Boom! Glitter exploded, covering the room. Officers were blinded. Hakuba cursed. Aoko, Ran, and Sonoko shrieked, but Kid made sure that they retrieved the less extravagant end of the deal. They were only lightly sprinkled, while everyone else was coated in several layer (especially Hakuba and Nakamori).
Kid watched the chaos unfold through an air vent. He snickered again, letting his laughter resound into the hall. He quickly exited the vent as another one of his traps was activated. He ran into the display room, grabbing his prize. The Blue Sun Sapphire.
He examined the jewel. It was a sharp, pacific blue color and roundish. The center seemed to become more and more florescent. It reminded Kid of a certain detective's eyes. "Ne, where'd you disappear to, Meitantei-chan?"
"Right behind you." She coughed. Kid turned around and nearly exploded from laughter.
Kid smirked, "My, my, Meitantei-chan. You should fix your hair like that more often~" Shinichi scoffed. Her hair was sticking up everywhere. It was colored with various shades of glitter.
"Shut it Kid." She snarled, aiming her watch at him.
"What are you doing?" Kid tilted his head, "Telling me the time?" He was confused until a familiar aiming pad flipped out of Shinichi's watch. He jumped back, missing the knock out needle by inches. "The hell!? I thought that watch was reserved for Tantei-chan!?"
"Conan isn't the only one who knows a crazy, old inventor." Shinichi stated shooting another needle. Kid ran out of the room, not wanting to get hit. Shinichi was quick to follow. The roof was waiting.
Kid burst though the roof door, panting. His adrenaline was pumping causing him to feel jumpy and excited. Then again, who wouldn't be? Mentantei-chan was chasing him, and she was definantly quick on her feet.
She ran through the door seconds after Kid did. A lot of glitter had fallen out of her hair due to her sprinting so fast. She smirked. "Wanna give that jewel back yet?"
Kid copied her expression. He spun the gem on his finger. "Not yet, Meitantei-chan~ Have patience."
Shinichi's hand went down to a button on her belt. "I'm not very patient, Kid."
"That's too bad." He threw the gem up and caught it between his pointer finger and thumb. He held it up to the last full moon of the month. "Hmm."
"Not it?" Shinichi asked.
Kid shook his head. "But," He smiled innocently, "I think I wanna keep this one!" He took The Blue Sun Sapphire and stuffed it into his empty pocket.
"What?" Shinichi was confused. "Why!?"
"It's pretty." Kid grinned like an idiot. "It reminds me of the ocean!" And your eyes, Meitantei-chan.
Shinichi frowned. "I'll paint you a picture of the ocean, so give it back." She held out her hand as if she expected him to just hand it over, like a good little thief. Kid shook his head, still smiling. Shinichi's eyes held annoyance in them. "Don't make me use force, Kid."
"What kind of force, Meitantei-chan?" He teased.
Shinichi smirked suddenly causing Kid's spine to shiver with excitement and fear. "I'm glad you asked." She pressed the button on her belt and a soccer ball popped out, giving Kid terrible deja vu. She kicked the ball at him with her unglowing shoes. He dodged just in time.
The soccer ball flew past his face, missing it by inches. Not as powerful as Tantei-chan's super shoes, but still just as deadly. Shinichi kept them coming. Each ball getting closer and closer to hitting him.
One went awry and nearly hit him when no male wanted to be hit. Shinichi snickered, clearly enjoying the horrific show. That is, until she kicked one more soccer ball and Kid jumped out of the way, tripped, and nearly landed on her.
He used the wall to stop himself. Inches from Shinichi's face. Kid's large hands were close to her shoulders making Shinichi stiffen. His leg was in between her legs, most likely like that to stop himself from head butting her.
They stared at each other, unsure what to do, how to react. In that moment, Shinichi really realized how dazzling Kid's eyes were. Purple with tones of blue. Indigo. With that slight glare of mischief, but still child-like and innocent. She blushed.
Even with pounds of glitter in her hair, Shinichi still looked really pretty. Kid looked to Shinichi's lips, already knowing how unique and brilliant her eyes were. They were a soft pink. Somewhat plump, but still small. He wondered how they would feel. N-Not on my lips, he convinced himself. On my cheek or something...
Snapping back into her senses, Shinichi shook her head and shouted, "Oi! Y-You're too close!" She squeezed her eyes shut, pushing him away slightly, but with no luck.
Kid fell out of his trance and stumbled, getting away from Shinichi. His face was completely red. "You were the one who kicked those damn soccer balls at me!" He tried to lessen the blame on him. But, you enjoyed that, didn't you? A sly voice inside his conscious asked him.
"You basically tackled me!" Shinichi countered, pulling Kid out of his embarrassing thoughts. She leaned against the wall for support. Her body felt weak and hot. Her heart was pounding.
"Do you know how much those soccer ball hurt!?" A cold wind swept past him, making Kid feel strange. "I really did not want to get hit with one!" Shinichi frowned and yelled at him again, but Kid subconsciously blocked her out. Something wasn't right. He felt as if a deadly presence was watching them.
A flash of silver caught his eye. He looked at the roof, opposite of them and saw the barrel of a gun. Pointed at them. His eyes widened. No. Not her.
The shot rang out just as Kid tackled Shinichi to the ground. "Watch out!" He yelled, holding Shinichi close.
Shinichi froze. "No..." She whispered, terrified. "No, no! " She looked to the sound of the gun. Her blonde hair was unmistakable. She pointed the gun again. It was aimed at Kid. His chest. "Stop!" She yelled in English and pushed Kid away with all her strength. He fell on the ground, away from her, unharmed. Shinichi sighed in relief.
"Shinichi!" Kid yelled. He had a pained expression on his face. Shinichi was confused. He didn't get shot... Please, God, tell me he didn't get shot.
Kid shifted to the side, letting another bullet barely miss him. He quickly jumped to his feet and scooped Shinichi up. She cringed. My leg... She thought, why does it sting so badly? She looked down and her eyes darkened. A little hole was in bedded in her left thigh.
Kid ran behind the roof door. The shooting stopped. He dropped to the ground, letting Shinichi lean against him. He ripped off a piece of his cape and wrapped it around Shinichi's leg. She flinched.
"Sorry." Kid muttered. Once he was done wrapping her leg, his shoulders slumped and his arm dropped to the ground. "I'm so sorry." Shinichi looked at him, not sure what was even happening anymore. "Nobody gets hurt at my heist. Ha! That clearly isn't working out." He let out an empty, hollow laugh.
Shinichi stayed silent. What was she supposed to say. Thank you, and I'm glad you didn't get shot? Not happening. Kid looked around the roof door and at the building where the shooter was. He let a shaky breath out. "They're gone."
Shinichi shifted off of Kid. Kid looked at her. "Nakamori-keibu will come soon. You'll be alright."
Shinichi shook her head. "No. I'm not going to the hospital." She refused.
"What do you mean you're not going to the hospital!? " Kid asked, disgruntled. "You got shot, for God's sake!" Shinichi glared at him.
"Take me to Hakase's house." Shinichi commanded, stubbornly.
"Why and how!?"
"I hate hospitals and we'll go by your handglider." Shinichi replied calmly.
Kid frowned. "No. Who knows if that shooter is still out there waiting for us to come out."
"She's not," Shinichi looked to the ground. "She couldn't get off the building unless she went inside. She can't reach us while inside the building. And even if she found another way off, she would just come around and shoot us again." She explained.
"She?" Kid questioned. Shinichi swallows nervously. Shit.
"Yeah..." Shinichi trailed off, refusing eye contact.
"How do you know it was a girl?" Kid grabbed her cheeks and forced her too look up at him. "Do you know who it was?"
"No." Shinichi lied. "I just saw she had long hair."
"Damnit, Shinichi! I know you're lying! Just tell me!" He growled causing Shinichi to shrink back. There was nurmerous footsteps getting closer. The taskforce was climbing the stairs.
"Get me away from here and I'll tell you!" Shinichi yelled back. Nakamori could be heard, roaring at his force to hurry up. He probably could hear the two teens yelling at each other.
Kid clenched his fists. "Tell me now!"
"Get us away, first!"
They glared at each other, challenging their options. Kid broke. "Fine." He picked her up bridal style and ran to the edge. "Hold on and you better tell me who shot at us, or so help me-"
"What are you doing, Kaitou Kid!?" Nakamori slammed the door open and pointed at him accusingly. "Let her go!" Maybe he didn't hear me yelling at Kid to get me away, Shinichi rethought.
Kid shook his head. "Sorry, Nakamori-keibu. It's on her request." He looked down at Shinichi.
"What!?" Nakamori questioned loudly. The task force looked at each other, confused. "What are you-"
"Just for tonight," Shinichi interrupted, calmly, "let him go." She raised her wrapped leg showing the inspector the reason. She stared at the whole force, her gaze making them unsure about their life choices.
"Shall we go Meitantei-chan?" Kid asked, still frowning, but trying to ease the tense atmosphere.
Shinichi smirked and nodded. "Go ahead, Kaitou Kid."
Kid jumped off the roof with Shinichi in his arms. He opened his handglider and headed for Beika, leaving the dazed task force and trails of glitter behind.
Vermouth stared at her phone. "What do I tell him?" She asked herself. "He out maneuvered me?" She shook her head and took a sip of her vermouth. Inside the old building, she sat alone with the silver gun on the table.
"I won't tell him about Silver-chan. I refuse to." She tapped the table. Tap, tap, tap...
"I could've easily jumped to the next building and shot them." Tap, tap tap...
"But I couldn't risk her being killed." Tap, tap, tap...
"It already sucks that I shot her leg. Damn thief, thinking I was going to hurt her." Tap, tap, tap...
Vermouth sighed and leaned back in her chair. It creaked in protest. She stared at the gun. "Hmm..." She swiftly pulled out the magazine and unloaded the bullets. They fell to the ground, noise echoing around the empty room. "Let's just say he's very quick on his feet and difficult to hit."
She grabbed the phone on the table. Hitting the buttons created a childish melody, Nanatsu no Ko[2]. The phone rang for a few second before a voice answered, "Vermouth?"
"Sorry, Boss. I screw up." Vermouth drained her glass of vermouth.
[1] Girl manga (If you don't know what manga is, how and why are you reading my story?)
[2] Seven Children, Japanese children's song
A/N: I suck a naming jewels...
I completely forgot about Ran and Sonoko last chapter...
And my story is bipolar, switching from fluffy, to serious, to lighthearted...
Anyway, I'm in the middle of a big move, and that's why I haven't been able to update. I'm still in the middle of a big move, but will try my best to update at a constant pace. And that's also why I haven't been able to respond to anyone's review... I will though... Now.