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
XIX: Kudou and Hattori
"I'm so glad today's over," Heiji sighed.
"I know what you mean," Shinichi said as they exited police headquarters. "We've been running around nonstop." He eyed the Osakan curiously. "You've been tense all day, Hattori. What's up?"
Heiji tittered nervously as the pair of them walked down the sidewalk towards Sakuradamon Station. "I've just got a nice dinner planned with Kazuha, that's all," he muttered, glancing away.
Shinichi knew an evasion when he saw one. "Oh, come on now, spill the beans!" He had an idea of what Heiji was planning to do, but wanted confirmation from the man himself.
The Osaka native threw his friend a scowl. "Kudou," he growled, "Are you always this nosy?"
"Can you blame me?" Shinichi tossed back with a smirk. "I am a detective after all."
"Ha ha," Heiji stated blandly.
"So?" Shinichi pressed. They had just stepped foot inside the station entrance to purchase their tickets when there was a scream.
"Ah, fuck," swore Heiji, spinning on his heel and tearing down the street, Shinichi at his side. "I'm going to be late for dinner, and I was going to propose to Kazuha tonight too."
Author's Note: Ah, why is it that Heiji's always around when Shinichi's curse strikes? Poor both of them, but also poor-but-soon-to-be-spitting-mad-because-Heiji-is-late Kazuha. I'm so mean to them. I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 25.08.2015