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
XL: Kudou and Hakuba
"Have you seen Kuroba today?" Saguru asked, catching Shinichi in the hallway midway through the morning.
"No, I haven't," the homicide detective replied. "Why?"
The blond shrugged. "Just wondering if he's feeling all right. KID seemed rather worn out by the end of last night's chase."
Shinichi smirked. "Well to be fair, my legs are rather sore today from kicking so many balls."
The Division Two officer chuckled, both at the humor of the situation Kaito had constructed for himself as well as the potential for that particular statement to be misconstrued. "Well, he asked for it, didn't he? I'm just glad I was not in the line of fire."
The comment elicited a wince from the Division One officer. "Yeah, well, Hattori still isn't terribly happy with me. He's requested today off."
"I'm not surprised," Saguru agreed, recalling how Heiji had taken a ball to the forehead because he failed to duck in time. "Has he gone to the hospital to get his head checked out for a probable concussion?"
"He went this morning after getting two hours of sleep before I woke him for the day since he crashed at my place," Shinichi murmured.
"Gossiping without me?" The two detectives spun to find Kaito watching them with a grin. "So what did I miss?"
Shinichi glanced at Kaito with a calm but shrewd expression as he deadpanned, "I played with a lot of balls last night and made KID dance." He suddenly grinned wickedly and added, "And because of that, I'm sure he's hurting thanks to me."
Saguru could not help himself. He laughed uproariously at Shinichi's blatant innuendo while Kaito gaped, eyes slowly widening in horror. "Oh my god," the half-Briton choked out between guffaws, "Kudou-kun, I cannot believe you just…!" His speech once again dissolved into hysterical giggles, and it appeared he was having trouble staying upright. Neither of the other officers had ever seen Saguru so emotionally unfettered, and it stunned the two before they managed to pull themselves together to continue their charade.
The homicide detective then pretended to preen, buffing his nails on his shirt and inspecting them before Kaito snapped out of his shock and grabbed the lapels of Shinichi's jacket. "You managed to get close enough to KID to do that?" he hissed. "Why didn't you call me?!"
Author's Note: Yeah, Shinichi's in a good mood, particularly after being able to blow off a lot of steam kicking those soccer balls at KID. And Saguru openly cuts himself some slack, if unintentionally. But alas, Kaito comes in and sort of steals the show with Shinichi's help… So I'm starting to wonder how long I should make this, considering I could, if I really wanted to, continue this to perpetuity (there's no real plot, remember?). Therefore, I think I'm going to bring this series to a close when I hit chapter 50. Just a heads up. I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 29.10.2015