Detective Conan and Magic Kaito characters, settings, and ideas do not belong to me but to Aoyama Gōshō.
TMPD Antics
By Taliya
LIX: Kudou and Kuroba
Shinichi had spent the last two and a half weeks studiously avoiding Kaito, and not just because of the serial killer case he was involved in. The Beika native feared that if he and the Division Three officer ever locked eyes, his face might just spontaneously combust.
Kuroba Kaito had done absolutely nothing to him. There were no pranks at work, no sneaky little comments in the hallways, no nothing.
Kaitou KID, on the other hand…
Everything the thief had done to him happened in his house. Ran, fully aware of who Kaitou KID actually was, was of no help to him. Shinichi rather suspected that his traitorous wife was an implicit party in the thief's shenanigans.
The phantom thief had made it a habit to leave little love notes here and there, one per day, and all of which were tailored to embarrass him as fully as possible. The homicide detective had found the first one in his underwear drawer. Mortified and flushed a veritable cherry red at the knowledge that KID had been in his underwear drawer, he had squeaked and slammed the drawer shut, which had then sent Ran running his way. When she had asked what exactly was the matter, Shinichi had stuttered through an explanation after snatching the offending slip of paper from between the folded squares of underclothes. Ran had raised a brow, grinned, and murmured, "So that's where he hid it…" as she waltzed off with a giggle. To this day, Shinichi could not think about the contents of that initial missive without immediately blushing ferociously.
The other notes had been scattered in various places about the Kudou home, and usually in places only he would frequent. They had been very strategically placed, as Ran would not ever happen across them as she went about her daily business. It made Shinichi twitch to think about how much time KID must have spent studying his habits in the privacy of his own home, but an extremely thorough search of his house had revealed no bugs.
The homicide detective arrived at his desk, aware of the concerned gaze coming from Heiji as he sank into his seat, though the Osaka native quickly returned his attention to the case he was working on. Shinichi opened his drawer to grab a pen, only to barely stifle a yelp as yet another folded note with Kaitou KID's caricature emblazoned on the top grinned up at him. With trepidation and blazing cheeks he reached down, unfolded the square, and read the contents.
Meitantei,
While I do believe you are absolutely
adorable when flushed a beet red, I
have decided out of concern for your
blood pressure to cease passing notes
to you. I have had fun, though I do
believe you were a spoilsport for not
replying to the frank, sincere words
borne from my exposed and rather
delicate soul. Alas, I suppose your
heart might the one gem I might not
be able to steal from Kudou Ran's
grasp. But have no fear, Meitantei,
for I have set my sights on a new
goal. I'm sure you'll hear about it
soon enough.
With more smoochies than I can
muster,
-Kaitou KID
Shinichi could not help but feel guiltily relieved that KID's attentions had been diverted, all the while pitying the poor idiot who had caught the phantom thief's eye. Gods, you're such a shameless flirt, Kaito! He ran a hand through his hair, disheveling it more than it already was. How does Aoko put up with you?!
Peals of laughter rang throughout the Kuroba household. "K-Kaito, I can't believe you!" Aoko giggled, cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling. "You didn't!"
"Oh, but I did." Kaito grinned unrepentantly and with immense satisfaction. "I think I've sufficiently got him back." His eyes glittered as he murmured, "And now, for my next trick…"
Author's Note: I'll leave whatever KID wrote in those notes to your imagination, since I have a hunch that anything you think of will be far better than anything I can think up (i.e. those of you with KaiShin/ShinKai tendencies, feel free to allow your brains to run amok). I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 28.01.2016
