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
XCVII: Hattori and Kudou
Anticipation was heavy in the air. Between Inspector Nakamori's barking and the cheers of fans, Shinichi reflected that KID heists had become something of a "normal" source of entertainment for the masses over the years. He was here tonight with Heiji and Saguru, though he had left the two back in the bar area, bickering as they usually did. He himself was touring the grounds; the heist location this evening was the observation deck of the Bell Tree Tower, where a private jewelry exhibition was being held. He glanced out the window, eyes taking in the sheer height of the building and marveling at the capabilities of mankind.
"Don't think too hard, you might blow a fuse."
Shinichi turned to find Heiji grinning at him. "Extricated yourself from your argument with Hakuba?"
The Osakan huffed. "Idiot was wondering why I was here. Tch, like I'm not allowed if you are." Unspoken was the unacknowledged understanding that the three of them would always come to a KID heist to watch his back, as it had been the thief who had first reached out.
The Tokyoite chuckled. "Well, we all know how well your attempt at cornering KID turned out," he prodded, referring to the heist in which Heiji had been thoroughly trounced by a surprisingly adept katana-wielding Kaitou KID.
Heiji sighed in longsuffering. "Are you always going to bring that up?" he moaned.
Shinichi grinned mischievously. "Why wouldn't I? It's not everyday that I see you get one-upped by someone in sword fighting, oh national champion."
The echoing sound of bright laughter muffled the irritated growl that was its accompaniment.
Author's Note: Have to love the brotherly teasing. Three… I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 20.09.2016