britishhsdetectivehakuba:

Hakuba noticed the doves, and knew he didn’t have long to rest. He caught his breath before looking around. There was no place to hide that would be sanitary enough for him to hide. He cursed and darted further down the alleyway, eyes scanning for something, anything he could use to hide. The only thing he did find was a dead end. He cursed colorfully, in English and looked up at the wall. It was high, but not too high. He took a few steps back, taking a breath before jumping up, grabbing onto the ledge and started to pull himself up.

He would have to be quicker then this.

The dove that had been on the ground flew after him, landing on the wall to where it wasn’t in the detective’s way. It wasn’t too much longer that it’s owner made his way to the entrance of the alley, cape returning to normal as soon as he touched down and ran.

Hmmm… A thief chasing down a detective…. Something has to be said for how strange that sounds…

Kid looked further down and saw the other starting to scale the wall, giving a mental sigh before calling out.

“Why are you trying so hard? You do realise I quite literally know where you live.”

His pace slowed some, but he was ready to speed up again if the detective did manage to get over the wall. The thief wasn’t as worried about Hakuba getting away, now that they were out in the open. The doves won’t be nearly as easy to lose, and he was confident he had more stamina than a sleep-deprived detective who was likely running on adrenaline right now.

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

Hakuba heard the whistle and wrinkled his nose, but he did head outside, he heard the whistle a second time and decided to leave down a back ally. He paused there to catch his breath, and to get a hold of himself. There was just something about the thief worrying him that scared him, because worry meant attachment, and attachment meant they were no longer just a detective and a thief; he hated mixing business with pleasure, it would never end well.

Hakuba would catch Spider and then head back to London; Japan was much too dangerous.

The doves flew down around the perimeter of the buillding, some landing while others flew around. One hovered on front of the alley where the detective was resting, tilting it’s head and cooing softly. It ruffled its wings a bit before it walked closer to the detective, head bobbing with each step. Another took off a some metres away, making its way back to the roof.

The thief smirked as he saw one of the birds coming up, not even letting it reach him before he jumped off the ledge and pressed the button for his glider. It soon caught the wind, and he flew off in the direction the bird had come from, and had turned to return to.

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

moonlightmajutsushi:

Wait… when did I… get here?

The thief blinked as he stared at the horse insignia on the door in front of him. A torn and tattered cape blew around weakly in the wind, and his suit was looking a bit worse for the wear itself, with much of the right half dyed scarlet. He twisted his body to look back the way he came from, wincing as his arm sent out a wave of pain. Glider, falling, hurt…. nothing much was coming to mind about the specifics or what had happened afterward, but he knew he was currently standing in front of Hakuba’s house with a bleeding and, very likely, broken arm.

Kid slowly faced the door again and almost considered just going off to find a pay phone to call Jii. But the feeling of something warm trailing down his arm told him that, the sooner he could get help, the better.

Sighing, he knocked firmly on the door with his left hand, hoping that the detective wouldn’t be too angry at getting a late night visitor….

“You’re welcome, there is no need to thank me.” Hakuba waves it off, though he does appreciate it. “I will be fine, I just need a nice long hot shower.” Hakuba pulled the robe tighter around himself, and it was then that he himself remembered what he was wearing. He cursed himself for not realizing it sooner and turned on his heal, taking a few steps towards the door. “If you don’t have money for a cab, there is a direct phone to our family driver. Let him know that I sent you, and he will drive you home, or where ever you wish to go.”

Hakuba paused. “I promise, swearing on my duty as a detective, that I will not ask him where he takes you.” Hakuba turned to look back at him, giving him a serious look to show that he really wouldn’t do that. “Goodnight, KID.” And with that he started walking up the stairs, His shower calling his name.

The thief smiled as the other seemed to become aware of what he’d been wearing. He himself had just finished slipping the shirt on, though he left the buttons undone for now. It’d take longer than he wanted, and he could do it in just a moment, and then find a phone for Jii to pick him up. Though the other might let him use a phone, he’d rather use what he’d have access to himself. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Hakuba or the driver. He just preffered something more familiar.

He reached down to get his coat, getting it on much more easily, before turning to speak to the detective’s back as the other went off.

“Goodnight, tantei.”

Kid glanced down at the bloody mess that was the blue shirt he’d come in with, briefly wondering if he should move it or take it with him or something, but decided to just leave it. He didn’t think Hakuba would do anything, and even if he was going to, there was plenty to get a blood sample from aside from the shirt…

So he just made his way to the back, starting to actually button the borrowed shirt, briefly glancing up the stairs after the detective before continuing until he left the house.

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

moonlightmajutsushi:

Wait… when did I… get here?

The thief blinked as he stared at the horse insignia on the door in front of him. A torn and tattered cape blew around weakly in the wind, and his suit was looking a bit worse for the wear itself, with much of the right half dyed scarlet. He twisted his body to look back the way he came from, wincing as his arm sent out a wave of pain. Glider, falling, hurt…. nothing much was coming to mind about the specifics or what had happened afterward, but he knew he was currently standing in front of Hakuba’s house with a bleeding and, very likely, broken arm.

Kid slowly faced the door again and almost considered just going off to find a pay phone to call Jii. But the feeling of something warm trailing down his arm told him that, the sooner he could get help, the better.

Sighing, he knocked firmly on the door with his left hand, hoping that the detective wouldn’t be too angry at getting a late night visitor….

Hakuba sucked in a breath.

Right, shirt.

Hakuba fought the urge to run a hand through his hair and told the other to stay put as he headed up to his room. His chest was already starting to tighten, he would have to get into the shower soon, but he had promised the other a shirt. So now he was going through his shirts, trying to find an old one that he didn’t wear anymore, and finally found one he wouldn’t mind not getting back.

He headed back downstairs and held out the shirt to the other with a shaky hand. He swallowed and tried to keep his breathing even, but he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. This had all been a little too much. It wasn’t just his mysophobia, it was the fact that KID had gotten hurt too. The lines between duty and want were starting to blur, the more time he spent around the thief the deeper he sank.

It was becoming dangerous.

“You can go out the back door if you like, or use the phone to call a cab. I will be heading up to my room for a shower, so I wont see anything.” He really didn’t have any intention of catching the thief this way, he still needed him. Though he had to keep reminding him that it was only as bait for Spider, and not because he wanted to be around him more. “Good night.”

The thief nodded to the detective as he left to go look through his clothes, setting the bottle down soon after he’d gone from sight. He’d decided to deal with the pain for now, until he managed to get back home safely, rather than risk anything happening. Glancing down at the jacket, he debated picking it up off the ground, but knew Hakuba probably wouldn’t want him setting it down somewhere else when he had to put in the shirt. The tie, however, he did retrieve, letting it hang around his neck for the time being.

When Hakuba came back, Kid couldn’t help noticing the other’s shaking as he reached for the shirt and moved to slowly start putting it on over the bandaged arm first, wanting to get that out of the way.

“Thanks again… Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

moonlightmajutsushi:

Wait… when did I… get here?

The thief blinked as he stared at the horse insignia on the door in front of him. A torn and tattered cape blew around weakly in the wind, and his suit was looking a bit worse for the wear itself, with much of the right half dyed scarlet. He twisted his body to look back the way he came from, wincing as his arm sent out a wave of pain. Glider, falling, hurt…. nothing much was coming to mind about the specifics or what had happened afterward, but he knew he was currently standing in front of Hakuba’s house with a bleeding and, very likely, broken arm.

Kid slowly faced the door again and almost considered just going off to find a pay phone to call Jii. But the feeling of something warm trailing down his arm told him that, the sooner he could get help, the better.

Sighing, he knocked firmly on the door with his left hand, hoping that the detective wouldn’t be too angry at getting a late night visitor….

Hakuba reached into the little tray on the table and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it and a flame shot from the top. He held the needle over it until it turned a little black. He then dipped it in the sanitizer, rubbing it gently with his gloved fingers until the black was gone. He grabbed the ice pack he’d brought with him and placed it against his arm, out of the way but in an area it would help numb his arm some, and slow the bleeding.

“Hold this here.” His hands instantly went to the gauze when he grabbed it and he slowly and carefully peeled it back. He placed it inside the tray he’d had KID use for the blood and grabbed some medical string for the stitches. He threaded the needle and then used another gauze to wipe up the blood that had gathered, being as gentle as he could.

Hakuba waited a few moments to let the ice pack get to work, but it would most likely still hurt either way. He used his left hand to gently pinch the skin together, so he could stitch it better, and got to work. The needle moving smoothing in and out of his skin as he sewed up the wound. Every few stitches he would pull on the needle to make sure it was tight, and then grab some new gauze, tab it with Polysporn and gently wipe the stitches, to keep it clean and from getting infected.

It took fourteen stitches before he was done. He then used the scissors to cut the string and then tied it, making sure it was tight to keep any more blood from escaping. He then placed the needle down and reached for the gauze, putting a nice helping of Polysporn and rubbing alcohol on it before placing it over the stitched wound. He then grabbed the bandages and started to wrap his arm, making sure it was tight, but not tight enough to cut off blood flow.

Once he was finished he removed the medical gloves and leaned back against the counter. The shock of KID being wounded and necessity of helping him was gone, and his mysophobia panic was starting to rise. He’d have to have a shower, just in case he got any blood on him There was no telling what else he could have gotten from touching the thief so freely. Not many people realized just how many bacteria and other things humans carried and transferred with a mere touch.

“Change the bandage every day, if you notice any swelling, or white puss leaking from the wound, go to a doctor immediately.” He slid on his other gloves and tossed him a bottle of pain killers.

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

Hakuba sucked in a breath as his chin was cupped and his ears traced, sending shivers down his spine. He stiffened as his biceps were grasped, and held it as his shoulder and wrists were to follow. Hakuba makes a soft sound as a hand slides into his hair, before resting on his cheeks, and then finally the other pulled away.

“Why… why do you insist on touching me, and… and kissing me so freely!” Though Hakuba knew, he had felt it in the touches, the things that were not said.

“This is one jewel you can’t steal, KID.” and yes, he’s off.

Kid let the other leave, turning back to face the street as a small smile crept up on his face.

Can’t steal, huh…. Then why does it feel like it will be easier to get that one than it will be to get the one I’ve been targeting for so long?

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

Hakuba sucked in a breath as his chin was cupped and his ears traced, sending shivers down his spine. He stiffened as his biceps were grasped, and held it as his shoulder and wrists were to follow. Hakuba makes a soft sound as a hand slides into his hair, before resting on his cheeks, and then finally the other pulled away.

“Why… why do you insist on touching me, and… and kissing me so freely!” Though Hakuba knew, he had felt it in the touches, the things that were not said.

“Weather I hate you or not has nothing to do with this.” Hakuba turns away from the other. “You will stop touching and kissing me so freely.” and he starts to walk away.

“…So you’re just going to run again?”

“…Well, before you go, know that it has everything to do with it. If I feel that I have a chance, I’m not going to stop trying, tantei. …And I’ve had quite a bit of practice at chasing after things that may be impossible to get, so long as I have that small chance I might succeed…”

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

Hakuba sucked in a breath as his chin was cupped and his ears traced, sending shivers down his spine. He stiffened as his biceps were grasped, and held it as his shoulder and wrists were to follow. Hakuba makes a soft sound as a hand slides into his hair, before resting on his cheeks, and then finally the other pulled away.

“Why… why do you insist on touching me, and… and kissing me so freely!” Though Hakuba knew, he had felt it in the touches, the things that were not said.

“And what if I don’t want to get involved with you!” Hakuba was more scared then angry, but his words had bite to them. “I don’t like mixing business with pleasure, so I’m going to demand you keep your hands and lips to yourself.”

“…”

Kid turned and walked over to the ledge, staring out over the lights from the other buildings and the cars that passed by below.

“…If you really don’t want me to have anything to do with you… just say that you hate me, tantei. I won’t continue if you’re adamant about it. I’ll just fly off and we’ll be complete strangers again. That is what you want, right?”

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

britishhsdetectivehakuba:

Hakuba sucked in a breath as his chin was cupped and his ears traced, sending shivers down his spine. He stiffened as his biceps were grasped, and held it as his shoulder and wrists were to follow. Hakuba makes a soft sound as a hand slides into his hair, before resting on his cheeks, and then finally the other pulled away.

“Why… why do you insist on touching me, and… and kissing me so freely!” Though Hakuba knew, he had felt it in the touches, the things that were not said.

“You’re a thief.” He speaks, though more to himself. “After I catch Spider, I’m gone, back to London. I’m a detective, you shouldn’t get so attached.”

“A thief is still a person. So is a detective.  …I’m not going to ask you to give up on the Yard and stay here… But the name Kaitou Kid is known internationally, tantei… Take that however you will.”