[мαяу нα∂ α ℓιттℓє ℓαмв ιтѕ ƒℓєє¢є ωαѕ ωнιтє αѕ ѕησω;]
Hakuba was pacing back and forth in his living room. He had asked Kuroba to come over to his house, for an important talk. He had also stated that it had nothing to do with him being KID, to make sure that the other would make his way over. Though he was nervous; beyond nervous. What he had to talk about wasn’t something he thought he would ever have to talk about.
But this was important. Peoples lives were on the line, and Hakuba had to take this seriously.
[αη∂ єνєяуωнєяє тнαт мαяу ωєηт, ]
Hakuba had received a phone call from one of his old colleges who he had worked with a few times in London. It seemed he was deep undercover, working a human trafficking ring. He had infiltrated up into the top of the ring, but what he needed to blow open the case, wasn’t something he could get. That was why he had phoned Hakuba, asking for him to get a hold of, KID of all people.
It seemed that in order for the police to be able to go in, the needed hard evidence, and that meant they needed the book. It contained all the information on their trafficking, including their trades and customers. This case was going to be dangerous, if they got caught they would be murdered. The book itself was hid away in a safe, a safe that was hard to crack.
That’s where KID came in.
[тнє ℓαмв ωαѕ ѕυяє тσ gσ.]
Hakuba sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He would lay everything out for Kuroba, let him know the dangerous and just what was entailed. They’d be going into a part of London that even Hakuba wasn’t comfortable with. He’d never even done a case there, and wasn’t very well known in that part of London. Still, to be sure, he’d dye his hair a bit more blonde and put in blue contacts.
All that was left was Kuroba. He couldn’t do this without him. But he wouldn’t force the teen into this if he didn’t want to. It was understandable.
Hakuba nearly jumped when he heard a knock from the door and rushed over, opening it up quickly and stepping aside, ushering the other in before he even had a chance to speak.
Kaito stood in front of the house, arms crossed and head tilted slightly. Even if the detective had said it had nothing to do with Kid, just the fact he felt he had to say that made him slightly wary as to why the other had asked him to come….Yet, here he was anyway.
The magician sighed and raised a hand to rap on the door.
Of course he had come. It wasn’t often Hakuba requested anything of him, and something about how he’d asked made Kaito wonder about what could be so important that would require the other to call on him…
He blinked when the door soon flew open and the detective was there, already silently allowing him inside. That…. had been entirely too quick. The dark haired teen hesitated before nodding to the other and walking inside, curiosity growing. After taking a few steps in, he stopped, casually putting his arms behind his head and looking back at Hakuba.
“So… what’s this ‘important talk’ you wanted me here for?”
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