Detective Conan and Magic Kaito characters, settings, and ideas do not belong to me but to Aoyama Gōshō.
TMPD Antics
By Taliya
LXIII: Kuroba and Kudou
God-mother-fucking-damn it! Shinichi mentally snarled as he chased his prey. The serial killer he had been chasing for three weeks now nimbly hopped the fence of a residence despite the bloody kitchen knife clenched in one hand, and the homicide detective scrambled to climb the barrier after him. He crested the wall and leapt off, trying to make up for lost time as the murderer vaulted himself over the opposing wall. There was a surprised shout as the killer disappeared over the edge, followed by a pained yelp and scuffling as Shinichi crossed the backyard, pulse pounding in his ears.
Dread seized the homicide detective's stomach as he clambered his way up the wall. Oh, gods, please not another victim! he prayed. There was a flash of light and a bang like a gunshot, a hiss of air, and the sound of a body falling accompanied by the clatter of metal on the pavement. Shinichi hauled himself to the top only to pause and blink at the scene that greeted him on the other side of the barrier.
The serial killer lay sprawled on the ground out cold, a relaxed grimace on his face. The knife lay a little ways from his hand, fresh blood gleaming off the edge.
Shinichi jumped down to further investigate the body when the sound of ragged panting reached his ears. Spinning, he found none other than Kuroba Kaito sliding down against the wall, clutching a bloodied hand to his left shoulder. "Oh, shit," he swore upon realizing that the killer had managed to injure his coworker.
"Cuff him first," Kaito grunted, and the homicide detective did just that before making a quick call to headquarters as he flicked on the flashlight of his watch to inspect Kaito's wound. "Superficial, I think," the theft detective panted after Shinichi had hung up.
"What happened, Kuroba?" he asked, helping to apply pressure to the injury.
"Practically landed on me," Kaito answered with a pained hiss. "Slashed me on the shoulder as he fell on me, but startled me enough to reactively drop one of the flash-bangs I use for my magic shows. Knocked him out with a blow to a pressure point while he was blinded."
Shinichi nodded, though he knew he had heard that hiss of gas that indicated Kaito had used knockout gas. But he said nothing as they waited for the homicide detective's backup to arrive. Shinichi was simply relieved and grateful the man behind the monocle was still with him and not another statistic. But damn it all, why was he still blushing?
He could have sworn he heard Kaito snickering.
Author's Note: I DIDN'T KILL KAITO THIS TIME. YAY! Erm, right. Some Shinichi-Kaito bromance going on this time around. I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 20.02.2016