Detective Conan and Magic Kaito characters, settings, and ideas do not belong to me but to Aoyama Gōshō.
Warnings: Language, minor violence
TMPD Antics
By Taliya
XII: Hakuba and Hattori
Saguru sat in the cafeteria with Shinichi, both avidly discussing their favorite Sherlock Holmes books. Kaito sat off to the side, tuning them out as he ate his ramen.
Heiji stopped for a moment as he stared at the trio at the table, debating whether or not to sit with them. On the one hand, his best friend was there. On the other hand, the ice prick was there. The decision was taken out of his hands when Kaito waved at him and invited him to the sole empty seat at their table.
"Yo," he greeted everyone in general, receiving similar replies from Shinichi and Kaito. Saguru staunchly remained silent. "Well look who's rude, Mr. Stick-Up-His-Ass," Heiji remarked snidely as he set his tray down and sat in his seat.
"You interrupted a discussion on Sherlock Holmes," Saguru said as though it was obvious Heiji was actually the rude one.
"Oi, Kuroba was the one who invited me to join," he snipped back with a flat glare. "And you could have continued with your conversation. I could have cared less."
"Well, I suppose that couldn't be helped," Saguru sighed, "since both of you are so culturally ignorant you aren't even worth talking to."
Heiji, Kaito, and Shinichi stared, and both Kaito and Heiji silently swore vengeance as they sent looks at each other that bloomed into conspiratorial grins. Shinichi dropped his head into a palm with a quiet, low moan.
Author's Note: Well, I did say Saguru would get the upper hand the next time he showed up, but I'm not sure he meant to get himself into this situation… So… yeah… And it's hard thinking up situations that focus on Saguru and Heiji meeting! I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 07.08.2015