*Creak creak creak~ Bang!*

Kaito had knocked the cage around enough to escape.

He checks his surroundings for signs of people before bolting. Running down the hallways as fast and as quietly as he could, trying to find an exit.

Only... he sees someone he didn't expect to see here, of all places!

'Bourbon?!' Kaito shivers in fear before hiding, erasing his presence in the darkness. His instincts told him that man was pitch-black, and they're usually right, so he listens to them.

Bourbon had gotten the news that Kaitou KID was captured and put in a cage by this particular branch of the Black Organization, so of course, he came to check it out.

As he had encountered KID before, even handcuffed him once, he knew that catching the thief wasn't easy. The fact that Jackal had done it was unexpected as usually the Dove humiliates the Hunter before flying away to safety.

'He must've really caught the Dove by surprise for this to happen,' he muses.

Then in the darkness, he pauses in his footsteps, sensing a faint presence.

He narrows his eyes before turning the corner and walking away.

As Kaito sees that predator leave, he secretly sighs in relief before sneaking away without a sound. 'Hopefully, Bourbon knows the way out of here,' Kaito muses as he carefully trails the man, senses still on high alert.

Arms then reached out from the darkness and grabbed him. He yelps as strong arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him flat against a broad chest.

Whimpering, Kaito doesn't even need to look up to know that Bourbon had caught him.

"Hi, KID-san," Bourbon grins, impressed by his stealth skills. KID's just less experienced than himself though.

"Let me go!" Kaito struggles but its no use. He's too weak from being in that cage for so long (he's dehydrated and starving), and Bourbon's just too strong.

Bourbon squeezes him tighter, making Kaito squeak and momentarily stop struggling.

"Listen to me, and I'll get you out of here."

"Why should I trust you?" Kaito glares, hissing at him.

"Because it's your best shot at getting out alive," Bourbon reminds him, "Besides, do you really want to be in a cage again? My place is better."

"...it would just be a larger cage," Kaito mutters.

"I guess so," Bourbon shrugs before whispering in the boy's ear, "But... you don't have much of a choice, do you?"

Kaito grumbles but settles down in his arms, which he takes as a yes.

"What do you mean, the brat escaped?!" Jackal asks his subordinates.

"W-we're sorry, sir!"

"Looking for something?" Bourbon interrupts, carrying a struggling boy over his shoulders like a sack of rice. His wrists were tied up with cloth.

"...you...actually caught him," Jackal blinks in surprise.

Bourbon just raises an eyebrow before setting the boy down on the floor, "Weren't you the one who originally caught him?"

"W-Well, of course! It's easy to corner and catch the brat!" He boasts.

The boy just growls, "You got lucky, you bastard!"

"Shut up, brat!" Jackal yells back, attempting to hit the boy, who just glares defiantly at him. Only...for a brown arm to stop him.

"Enough!" Bourbon yells, letting go of Jackal's arm.

"I have a better idea than just locking him up and leaving him to die."

Bourbon then takes out a water bottle and twists the cap open, "Here. Water."

The boy just looks at the bottle than at Bourbon before freeing himself, snatching it up and downing it all in one breath. Sighing as the water ran out, he licks his lips.

"This boy is useful, so I'll be taking him. I could use an assistant," Bourbon smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes, "Understand?"

Jackal shudders and backs off, "F-Fine. Just take the brat and leave already!" as he and his subordinates walk off.

Bourbon smirks as he takes the boy's chin and makes him look at him, "I'll take good care of you, cute kitty cat," before kissing him.

Kaito's eyes widened, gasping in shock as a tongue took the opportunity to ravish his mouth.

"Mm...mn...nn...!" The small noises the boy made aroused him...at least until the brat decided to bite him.

Pulling away, Bourbon licks his bleeding lip, lowly growling with arousal and annoyance.

Kaito growls back at him, teary-eyed and face flushed. But Bourbon just knocks him out easily before carrying him away.

When he next woke up, he's in a bed, probably in a safe house, and smelling food. His growling stomach didn't help much.

"Oh. You're awake?" Bourbon smiles as he comes in with breakfast in bed.

He lets Kaito eat his fill, watching him eat deliciously.

Then, Kaito notices the cuff and chain on his ankle that's firmly attached to the bed.

"Wha-what is this?!"

Bourbon just smiles his coffee shop smile, "I'll be imprisoning you for some time until Kuroba Kaito's officially declared dead."

Kaito pales and trembles in fear, frantically trying to find anything to pick the lock with.

"In the meantime..." Bourbon's gaze turns into a feral beast's, "I'll make you submit and obey me. So, be a good boy, OK?"

He pins Kaito onto the bed, tying his arms up again, this time with a belt, before having his way with him.

A few months later...

Kaito, or KID is Bourbon's right-hand man, and only collaborator that's completely obedient to him, and him alone. His own personal assistant and lover. And he wouldn't have it any other way.