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The teen blinked wearily as the door opened, eyes going wide as he saw the detective. He turned so that his back was to the Hakuba, hoping the other hadn’t seen the wetness on his face…. Though he most likely had…
“…I had nightmare,” he said, wincing at the hoarseness in his voice.
At least while he had been babbling he’d given himself time to think of a real plan. Though he was torn between the outcomes; both bad for him. If it worked, he would be telling something about himself to the other, and he would have wanted to know more about him. If it didn’t work, he would be telling him something about himself and it would prove he didn’t and he had just made himself vulnerable in front of the enemy. Only KID was not really the enemy.
He never really was, his true prey was Spider, the other was just bait; but he didn’t think of him as bait anymore. He couldn’t, every time he tried to, he’d shudder, and flashes of KID winding up dead flashed through his mind. He wanted to protect him now, make sure Spider never got his next victim. He didn’t know when this changed, maybe after Nightmare; maybe even before that.
“I had my first case when I was in middle school.” Hakuba closed his eyes, head tilted towards the ceiling. “Ryan had gotten wind of a purse snatcher. Something not to dangerous for me, and like a couple of kids playing cops and robbers we spent the next week going up and down streets waiting, searching.” He chuckled a little and shook his head. “From dawn till dusk, before and after classes and the whole weekend we took to the streets.”
“We had become London’s protectors, but still we found nothing. There were only two of us after all, and London was a big place. I was about to quit, tell Ryan to waste his own time, when we heard it. Someone had screamed ‘purse snatcher!’.” He chuckled again, opening his eyes. “We both took off in separate directions, because we had no idea which way he had gone. That’s when I spotted him and took out my cellphone to call Ryan, following the other into an ally. I should have known it was a trap.”
“Unlike Ryan, I hadn’t spent all my time reading up on detective things. Sure I was a huge fan of Sherlock Holmes, but I was convinced I could never be a detective, because of my mysophobia. Ryan assured me otherwise.” He looked down at his hands. “If I hadn’t stopped in the mouth of the ally to catch my breath, I would have run chest first into a machete.” He clicked his tongue. “That was terrifying. Thankfully Ryan showed up and disarmed him, he’s pretty good at hand to hand, though he doesn’t look or act like it.”
“Ryan let me take all the credit, he actually shoved it all onto me, and after that we started to work together, just small cases, nothing big.”
Hakuba was talking again, though at least it was something more coherent.
Jeeze… Weren’t you the one saying I should sleep?
Kaito did listen though. Yes, a story made a much better distraction, even more so when it was about the detective himself. He remained where he was for a moment before shifting to face the other about halfway through the recounting, eyes open again. A hum left him when the tale was finished. He was having a hard time picturing the other not being a detective, and a brief thought was given to what Hakuba might have gone into instead. Though, with the rambling earlier, most likely something science related. And a sterile environment probably would have appealed to him quite a bit…
“… So much for it not being dangerous, then. Sounds like quite the adventure…”
Interest was letting him slowly push the traces of the nightmare away. More than the situtaion -not that it hadn’t been interesting in itself- was that Hakuba seemed to have a friend. The detective never really mentioned much outside of Spider and Kid, so hearing a bit more about him was a nice surprise.
“…Is Ryan a detective now, too?”
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