A little Magic Kaito crossover!

Mission 7: Under Your Spell

Amuro was hard at work at Poirot during the lunch rush. He heard the door jingling as someone opened it.

"Welcome..." He turned around, stopping once he saw who it was. "Haibara-chan, what a surprise! Are you here to see me?" He said happily.

"Don't flatter yourself." She scoffed. "We're just here to celebrate Hakase selling one of his inventions."

"Well actually, I wanted to go to Columbo, but Ai-kun insisted on coming here..." Agasa rubbed the back of his head, effectively earning a glare from her.

"Is that so? Well, let me show you to your table." Amuro proceeded to lead them through the restaurant.

"Here you are." Amuro set down two waters and menus, sneaking in a kid's menu to Haibara. "I'll give you a moment to read over the menu." He grinned t her annoyed look.

"Thank you, Amuro-san! I'm going to the bathroom to wash up." Agasa excused himself.

As Amuro waved goodbye, he sat down at Agasa's seat facing Haibara.

"Don't you have to work?" She tried shooing him away. She tossed the kid's menu aside, reaching for a regular one instead.

"No harm in taking a little break. And besides, I know you're happy to spend time with me." He said with a smirk.

She gave an exasperated sigh. "And? How are you doing with Subaru-san?"

He dramatically flew his head back behind his seat. "Don't remind me." He groaned. "He's definitely suspicious, that's for sure. If only we could find a way to get him to spill his secrets..."

"What kind of secrets?" Azusa curiously asked.

"Enomoto-san!" Amuro sat up straight. "We were just talking about suspects, since I'm trying to be a detective and all."

"Well, if a girl got one look at you, I'm sure she'd happily go into interrogation!" She giggled.

"Oh, please don't tease me." He chuckled.

"Yes, please don't" Haibara gave her an annoyed look, flipping through the menu.

"But stuff like hypnotism sure would be helpful, wouldn't it?" She looked up thoughtfully. "Then you could just get the criminal to confess."

"Hypnotism, huh?" Amuro mumbled.

"Oh, please. As if that mumbo jumbo actually works." Haibara scoffed.

"Be nice, Haibara-chan." Amuro scolded with a stern voice but teasing face.

"No, she's right." Azusa chuckled. "Well, I better get back to work. You should too, Amuro-kun!"

"Well, got to go..." Amuro got up from Agasa's seat, suddenly turning back to face Haibara. "Oh, and there's no need to get jealous." He winked before getting back to work.

Agasa returned to his seat, opening the menu. "I'm starving! Do you know what you're getting, Ai-kun?"

"I wasn't jealous!" She hissed.

"Huh? O-Okay..."

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Haibara was working downstairs on her computer, interrupted by her phone beeping. She picked it up, sighing as she read the message on it.

"Hakase, I'm going out for a while!" She shouted from the other room as she headed out the door.

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"Hey, kiddo." Amuro waved, leaning against a nearby pole.

"What's this so-called urgent business you have?" She showed him the text he sent her.

"Remember Enomoto-san from Poirot?"

Haibara rolled her eyes. "Unfortunately."

He chuckled at the face she made. "Well, remember what she said about hypnotism?"

She gave him a strange look. "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" He rubbed the back of his head. "Not yet, anyways..."

She paused for a moment. "I'm leaving." She headed back inside until she felt him grip her shoulder.

"Hear me out for a second, she's the real deal!"

Haibara twitched her eyebrow. "She?"

He flashed a grin. "I contacted someone that might be able to help."

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A car pulled over to them. A hunchbacked man came out and opened the back car door, revealing a beautiful young girl.

"Why did I ever agree to this?" Haibara crossed her arms.

"Because you couldn't resist my charms." He giggled.

As Haibara glared at him, the young girl walked up to them, with her servant following behind. "Koizumi Akako." He bowed, introducing her.

"Were you the ones that requested my services?" She glanced at Haibara and Amuro.

Amuro nudged Haibara's side. "She kind of sounds like you, doesn't she?"

"I think you need to have your ears checked."

He turned back to Akako. "Yes, do you think you could help us?"

She smirked. "Nothing is impossible for someone of my caliber."

Amuro explained the plan to Akako as Haibara yawned with boredom.

"Ok, so I'll just hypnotize this Okiya person to reveal his deepest secret, that is, if he isn't already entranced by my beauty. Ohohoho!" Akako laughed aloud at the thought.

Haibara and Amuro looked at each other. "Are you sure she's..." Haibara glanced back at Akako. "All there?"

Amuro looked at Akako thoughtfully, crossing his arms. "I think so..."

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The four of them headed to the Kudo residence. Amuro rang the doorbell.

"Oh, what a nice surprise." Subaru peered behind Amuro. "And it looks like there's some new faces. Please, would you like to join me for tea?"

They all entered, with Akako proceeding to survey the house. Everything seemed ordinary, until she spotted a picture of Shinichi and Ran. She walked up to the picture, looking in awe. 'Kuroba-kun, Nakamori-san?! Their hairstyles look a little different, but it's surely them.'

Subaru came behind Akako while the others were preoccupied at the table. "Is something the matter, miss?"

She picked up the picture frame. "Do you know these people?"

He got a closer look, adjusting his glasses. "Ah, yes. They're very good acquaintances of mine. Are they friends of yours?"

"They are..." She set the picture back down, turning to Subaru. "Okiya-san, right? How exactly do you know them?" She crossed her arms.

He smirked. "Well, it's the boy I'm mainly friends with. We met through common ground." He lifted his glasses. "We both hide something behind our eye wear, you see."

Akako looked up at him. 'Eye wear? Does that mean he knows Kuroba Kaito is in fact Kaito Kid?' She turned her attention to Amuro and Haibara. 'Then the secret they wanted him to spill...' She shook her head. 'No. If I hypnotize him, he'll reveal Kuroba-kun's identity! I won't allow it.' She walked up to the two in question. "We should be starting that now, shouldn't we?" She innocently said, clasping her hands together.

"Ah, yes." Amuro turned to Subaru. "The truth is that Koizumi-san is a psychic!"

She looked at him angrily. 'How ignorant. I come from a long line of powerful witches!' She thought while nodding at Subaru.

"I specialize in hypnosis, I'm quite good. Would you like to give it a try?"

Subaru shrugged. "Well, I don't see why not." He sat down on the couch. "Although I must admit, I'm more of a skeptic…"

"No worries, you won't be for long." She smiled.

Akako started to cast her "spell", but was in fact just spewing nonsense while dangling a jewel in front of Subaru.

Her servant took notice of this and spoke up. "Akako-sama?" She glared back at him.

"Don't interrupt me!"

"Y-yes ma'am..."

"Now Subaru-san, do you have any secrets you've been hiding from these two?"

He looked entranced. "I do..." Haibara and Amuro both stared at him anxiously.

"The secret…"

The two clenched their fists in excitement. 'The secret?!'

"...recipe…"

'Recipe…?' They both thought in unison.

"…for my curry..."

Haibara and Amuro slumped back in their seats.

"CURRY?!"

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Amuro and Haibara were walking back to Agasa's house.

"Well, we didn't find out anything, but at least I got his recipe~" Amuro happily waved around a piece of paper.

"Looks like that girl wasn't the real deal after all. I told you hypnotism doesn't work." Haibara put her hands on her hips.

He shrugged his shoulders. "It was worth a shot."

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The next day...

Kuroba Kaito was at school, reading a news article about his latest Kid heist. Akako yanked the phone from his hand. "You need to be more careful about your identity, okay?"

He took back the phone. "What identity?"

Akako sighed. "Yeah yeah. Keep playing dumb, but you owe me." she said before walking away.

Kaito stuck his tongue out, returning his attention to the article.

"Whatever."

*Akako and Haibara have the same voice actress, which is why Amuro thinks they sound similar.