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“Hmm… Yet how can you protect anyone if you can’t protect yourself?”

The hand gripped harder, despite the attempt to remove it, another going to the opposite side and starting to shake the detective. The action had a desperation to it that didn’t match the voice, which gave a chuckle.

“Doesn’t matter much at the moment, however, so I suppose you can have your little delusion a while longer…”

The lights started to fade, as did the black, revealing white grasping at the other, and a more familiar voice calling his name, so close it was a wonder he hadn’t heard it sooner.

He flinched at the voice, flinched at the truth hidden so plainly. Funny how the one thing he stood for kept being used against him. Some days it was enough to make him want to cry.

“My life doesn’t matter in the face of theirs,” he replied, trying to find the words to explain that it didn’t matter if he couldn’t protect himself. As long as he could protect them it didn’t matter.

Not that the voice was paying him much attention, continuing to speak as the hands holding his shoulders shook him… desperately? And what in the hell was the strange voice getting at, talking about allowing him his delusion a while longer? Who the hell did this guy think he was?

As the lights faded, black turning into white so bright it was almost blinding. And what was that oh so familiar voice calling his name?

Shaking his head, his other hand moved to grab onto the other white covered hand that held him. Blue came into focus finally and found his thief standing before him. Why did he look so concerned?

“Kai…?”

Shinichi not following him the whole way hadn’t been worrying in itself. Wrong turns or simply losing sight on him were things he tended to cause on purpose, but accidents weren’t rare either. It was when he decided to wait for the detective to catch up that he started to become concerned.

…Even one minute felt like far to long when the other had been actively following after him. Had he kept going the wrong way even after loosing sight of him? He’d gone this way because he knew the police weren’t in this area, so he wouldn’t have been pulled away, and Shinichi wasn’t the type to give up, so…

…Should he go back and check?

Another half minute of debate before Kid took one step, then another, making a slow pace back the way he’d come. No one on the main path, but looking off a side one… and there he was. But… the detective wasn’t moving. Standing there and staring blankly at the air… ~~Which felt far too familiar for his liking~~.

“…Tantei-kun?”

…The lack of any response only made his concern rise more, and he didn’t wait too long before stepping closer, warily keeping an eye on Shinichi’s hands. (Empty, no weapons…) Another attempt at saying his nickname, then a pause. ~~So many things kept up his sleeves, but if this was what he thought, he didn’t have anything that could safely shock him out of it…~~

~~Hypnosis got on his nerves the more he saw it…~~

“Shinichi, wake up.” Foregoing the nickname, reaching up to grab the other’s shoulder. No, shaking hadn’t really worked with Akako, he knew that, but electrocution or a hard smack to the head weren’t actions he wanted to jump to yet. Besides, even the simple touch earned an unexpected response when a hand grabbed his own and tried to dislodge it. And now the detective seemed… annoyed? Still took his chance and called out to him again, refusing to let go, even taking his other shoulder to move the other and praying the action from the teen meant he wasn’t entirely controlled yet, and only pausing when Shinichi shook his head and took hold of his other hand.

He almost hugged the detective out of relief when the focus had come back, the name (either of his really…) leaving the other’s mouth. But, no, not quite yet, he has some restraint… keeping it to a small (slightly nervous, don’t scare the thief like that) smile instead.

“…You back now? It’s… not really the best idea to space out at my heists. Trust me on that…”

Twelve. That was what number he was currently up to on the detective yawns. And when he saw the other start to sway, he couldn’t remain sitting still. Kid got up off the sofa and went over to the other, ignoring any protests that may have been made as he pulled Shinichi back over and pushed him down to sit, leaning in front of him with his hands still on the other’s shoulders. “Ten minutes,” he deadpanned, “You will take a break from whatever cases you might be working on for ten minutes.”

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And protest Shinichi was, the detective trying (and failing) to get back to his case files at least. “But I’ve almost solved it!” he whined, arm flailing a bit in the direction of the files though he knew his words were falling on deaf ears.

One could tell that he’d pushed himself a little too far when he whined like a child, it was like Conan hadn’t vanished completely in some ways. The likeness even remained as he found himself sulking (pouting even!) as the thief pushed him gently to sit down on the couch. He’d been so close!

A petulant glare was given to the thief as he looked up at him, trying to ignore how warm the thief’s hands felt through the gloves and his shirt. Okay so working almost twenty-four hours straight on one case wasn’t the best idea… He just hoped the thief hadn’t known exactly how long he’d been working.

Shinichi did eventually relent on the glare and sighed, realizing he wasn’t going to win this one. “Fine. Ten minutes.” And then he’d just work himself even more once the ten minutes were up.

A nod. Good, at least he’d gotten the overworking detective to agree to that much right off, and right to knowing ‘no’ wasn’t an option. Far more stubborn on this sort of thing than his detectives, and any ‘no’s would only serve in staring argument.

Agreement received, Kid pulled back and walked around to the back of the couch. Of course he knew ten minutes wasn’t enough, and that Shinichi would be itching to throw himself into work, but it was a good time that he’d figured he could get the other to agree to wait. Hopefully, it would go on for longer than intended, though even if i didn’t, the thief wouldn’t waste the opportunity.

“You need longer, considering you’re almost dislocating your jaw yawning by now… But for my own sanity in watching you flip through the same papers thousands of times, thank you for that much.” The hands came back down on the other once he’d gotten around behind him, though with more purpose as his fingers started to move and press in, massaging.

“What sort of case is it anyway, that you clearly think it beats sleeping well enough to actually think?”

hELLO

Ey~

If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[x] Again, again.
[x] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[] Be confused
[x] Be delighted
[x] Smile and laugh
[] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable
[x] Be surprised (’Thought I was the one doing the kissing, tantei-kun~’)

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.
[] I’m taken-
[x] Yes.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.
[] Ew.
[] Sure.
[x] YES~

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[x] Yeah, sure, if you want~
[] FRICK YES.
[] No.

If you snuck into my room I would:

[x] Go back to sleep
[] Kick you out
[x] Ask to cuddle with you
[x] Be like “How in the world?” (’Know who the real thief is now, don’t we?’)
[] Let you sleep on the floor
[] Become angry

You are:

[x] Cute~
[x] Adorable~ (Totally not trying to annoy him)
[x] Attractive
[x] Beautiful
[] Okay
[] Ugly
[] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[] Stranger
[] Acquaintance
[x] Ally
[x] Friend
[x] Love?
[x] Rival-ish
[] Enemy

I find you to be:

[] Pathetic
[] Of no consequence
[x] Intriguing
[] Frightening
[] Unsettling
[] Annoying
[] Infuriating
[x] Pleasant company
[x] Comforting
[] Unable to be lived without (Close)
[x] Trustworthy
[x] Fun to fluster~
[x] A good cuddle buddy

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes! I want to send you one!
[x] Yes.
[] No.

meitantei-cowlick replied to your post: Casual friendly reminder that ‘smiles and laughter…

(I really don’t see how people manage to misquote that? there is a flash back that /shows/ toichi saying that.)

(Well, most people are quoting it from the clocktower heist version DC 219. Because it’s the time most people in the general fandom hear the quote, and Toichi isn’t shown, but Jii still says it was Toichi always used to say, so… Not as in your face, but still no excuse.)

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“Sneaking into the hospital after visiting hours?” he asked, a brow raising at the flutter of KID’s cape. He’d set the book he’d been reading down, placing a bookmark where he’d left off. Not that he needed it per se, he’d read the book enough times. “Can’t you do anything that doesn’t break a law?"

He was teasing, of course, and was actually glad to see the thief. He was starting to go a little stir-crazy as it was and cursing the fact he’d put himself in this situation. He needed to stop risking himself so much lest he self destruct.

“One of these days I’ll be able to meet with you during the day and not have to worry about the police chasing you,” he chuckled a bit. The line was probably out of character for him but he was on a bit of painkillers so he was maybe a little out of sorts.

And maybe a little more open.

“I played bait for a case. And you know how my luck is, something always goes wrong.” This time not only did his tracker get destroyed, they’d ended up in the wrong building completely. The culprit hadn’t been too pleased to find out he was working with the cops. “Ended up with another bullet wound to my count and a broken arm.” And a couple of ribs but he didn’t really see that was a problem considering none of them punctured a lung.

He blinked a couple of times at the other’s openness, a small, painful tug pulling at his chest as the other continued speaking. In all fairness, he could meet Shinichi as himself. The detective’s actions and attitude at the heists already made it fairly clear he’d be safe in terms of not being arrested… And really, it was Kid who carried the danger with getting too involved. People like Aoko and Hakuba, there were still reasons against giving away his identity, but Shinichi could only interact with him as Kid, and thus, gotten closer to him under the thief’s name… So whether his identity ever got out or not, the detective met danger anyway, if those people looking for Pandora ever tried to attack the ones around him…

Logic wasn’t what held him back. No, the reason… probably fell in line with habit. The thief had never outright given away his identity… Mostly just a couple of veiled hints, or someone figured it out on their own, but they’d always met him as Kaito first…

The thief paused his thoughts and looked up, becoming aware that the room had been silent for a minute or so.

“Hmm… Maybe I should ask the Lady if she’ll go over you when I’m not at a heist, if your luck is this bad. Or maybe you could learn to stop going after criminals directly. I don’t think all of them are as happy to see you as I am,” Light teasing, maybe a slight underlying scolding.

“Why did you do that?!”

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Why?

The thief clenched his teeth and led Shinichi over to the rooftop door as another shot bounced off the ground nearby, pulling it open and dragging the other close as they passed though.

Why are they here now?

He slammed the door shut behind them and leaned against it, breathing heavily with arms still wrapped protectively around the detective. He couldn’t even remember the last time snipers had been at his heists. Ever since they’d hired the assassin, there hadn’t been nearly as many run-ins with gunmen. Much less those that shot from afar. And now they’d put Shinichi in danger… Of course he would make sure the detective didn’t get hit.

After a moment, he loosened his hold to smile down at the other, trying to ignore the pain in his chest.

“Didn’t want you.. to get hurt… because of me… tantei-kun…”

“Stupid, idiot!” he managed out once they were safe in the hallway for the moment. It had taken a bit to not pound his fists against Kaito’s chest, careful of the wound that had to be bleeding. His heart was pounding and his head felt far too light, a little dizzy even but he was sure it was because of the panic that had bubbled up at the jerk of KID’s body when the bullet had hit.

How many nightmares had he dreamt of something like that happening? He’d lost count. His eyes stung with tears as he glared up at the white (and a bit red?) clad thief.

“T-that doesn’t give you the right to possibly die for me!”

Yes, a bit more red started to bleed through to stain the jacket now, a little off-center and in the lower section of the chest, though the area quickly got covered by a gloved hand. It hurt, but the adrenaline running though him kept him from feeling all of it. The situation demanded more of his attention. He clearly couldn’t go back out to the roof, but even if he could avoid the police like this from inside the building, that didn’t guarantee that he’d be safe leaving from the ground, either. Someone who’s been hit isn’t exactly the hardest to notice, and if the shooters were close enough, he’d just be a grounded target. And he couldn’t call for an ambulance or anything because of the same problem of standing out…

…But the detective gave him a few more options, if he could get the other to calm down. So Kid hugged Shinichi closer, holding the other’s head over his still beating – though at a slightly faster pace than normal – heart with his free hand as he smiled and leaned his head down over the detective.

“Well… thieves don’t always refrain… from what they don’t have rights… to do… now do they?”

The thief held him there a few moments before relaxing. He did know time was of the essence, just wanted to give Shinichi a chance to not panic right now. Would be best. Right. Now…

“…Don’t suppose you happen to have… a car we could use?”

Sunflower, violet, mimosa, orange and red roses, and sycamore. It’s a mixed bouquet, enjoy!

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moonlightmajutsushi:

SUNFLOWER: Gratitude
VIOLET: Loyalty
MIMOSA: Secret admirer
ROSE (ORANGE): Fascination
ROSE (RED): Love
SYCAMORE: Curiosity

“And enjoy it I shall! ~”

Fingers singled out the roses and carefully lifted them from the bouquet.

“I take it that I can expect you at the next heist, then? I’ll look forward to it, tantei-kun~”

Shinichi snorted in reply, rolling his eyes some. “You’re something else, you know that?” Please, he knew KID made a habit of sneaking in, even if it was just to check up on him. The thief was very protective of what was his, and he considered quite a few people his in some way.

“And leaving this note with your little caricature will involve coming into my home, won’t it? Unless your observant comment is meant to insinuate it won’t be found in my home, which means you’ll be stalking me to find out my schedule, if you don’t already.” This thief was going to be the death of him he was sure.

“Ah, but tantei-kun… You seem to be forgetting that I have helpers. I wouldn’t have to go to your house ahead of time or know your schedule, if they can track you instead~”

Kid then gave a low whistle, and smiled as a few doves flew over a short time later. One lighted on his shoulder, another on the hat, and the last went to land on Shinichi. The hand holding the flowers stayed behind the thief as he raised the other arm to lightly pet the closest one.

“And one of them especially fancies that she’d be able to find you anywhere, so I suppose she could be called your dove, in a way.”

“Why are you leaving?”

meitantei-cowlick:

meitantei-cowlick:

A person from my muse’s past threatens to end your muse’s life unless ours sever ties. Send “Why are you leaving?” to hear the lies/excuses my muse comes up with to leave yours.

Shinichi flinched at the sound of the thief’s voice, wishing to god it had been any one but him to ask. He could lie to just about anyone, had been doing so for so long, but KID wasn’t one of those people. Their entire relationship, of sorts, had been honest (though that didn’t mean there weren’t secrets or things unsaid). And now he was going to have to lie about this, couldn’t let him know.

“Figures you would seek me out upon hearing I’m leaving,” he sighed out, keeping his back to the thief. Maybe he could manage if he didn’t look at him? “I… have a new case I’m being sent on. It’ll take me out of the country.”

“You don’t understand!” His voice had even startled himself, realizing he’d blurted it out without thinking. It was too late to take it back, he might as well just continue on and hope he wasn’t being spied on.

“This man is dangerous serial killer, it took us months to catch up to him!” And far too many deaths in the process but Shinichi tried hard not to dwell on that thought too much.“That was the case that landed me in the hospital for almost as long as we chased the guy.”

Of course now that he’s mentioning it he isn’t sure how much information KID had ever managed to find out about that specific case. He hadn’t wanted to worry the thief after all. Hm, may have just gotten himself in trouble. Oops.

“I don’t want to go, believe me. And I know you’re hard to kill but this guy… KID, he scares me. He is capable of anything, it’s almost like going up against the crows only he doesn’t have a boss and punishment to worry about. And he’d do anything to hurt you, kill you, just to get at me.”

The sudden outburst took the thief by surprise, making him jolt a bit and pull his hand back as he listened, frowning. No, he hadn’t known those details about the hospital situation, but as often as Shinichi got involved in cases he shouldn’t, he’d just taken to offering support on injuries and expecting the other to tell him if it was more important than just ‘how did you get hurt this time?’. Apparently he’d expected too much…

However, the detective did seem to be terrified of the guy. For him. Especially if he was comparing the killer to those people…

…Baka tantei…

Kid moved closer, pulling the other to where he faced him directly, lightly placing his hands on both sides of Shinichi’s head to make him look at the thief.

“Tantei-kun… If he really wanted to hurt you, why would leaving make a difference? It wouldn’t be a guarantee he wouldn’t come after me anyway, if he’s that bad, and you’re going to be hurt anyway just by going away. And then both of us wouldn’t have the other to rely on. You’re scared, but you’ve gotten him once before. And if he’s going to try and hurt me, then at least you know where he’ll aim, instead of having to let him wander around because you’re not here to stop him this time.”

His voice softened slightly and he slowly let go of the detective.

“Besides, if you stayed… you’d have some extra help this time.”

!!!

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meitantei-cowlick:

The water ran hot, near scalding, and fogged the room up completely on top of threatening to turn Shinichi’s skin bright red. It had been a long, tiring day of multiple murder cases and he was so tired of smelling of blood. A long, tired sigh left the detective and he tilted his head back to let the hot water soothe his muscles.

That was until the curtain was drawn back and some one was slipping into the shower behind him. Startled he turned around and let out a noise of surprise (which sounded like an awkward duck squawk). “O-oi! What in the world are you doing, you stupid thief?”

He blushed some, staring at the wet clothed thief before sighing. “Are you going to need some dry clothes after this?” Why he opted to remain dressed he didn’t know but in some ways he preferred it. Though honestly he would have rather they both be naked so he wasn’t the only one.

The smirk only darkened his flush but that also could have something to do with how hot the water was as well. After all he seemed to be trying to boil his skin off before the thief joined him. “I… would appreciate the help with my back though, I guess..”

Kid grinned when it seemed Shinichi accepted his offer, and he looked around for a washcloth.

“I still have a change of clothes in my jacket somewhere, so don’t worry about that. Just would have to borrow one of your towels to dry off with.”

And in regards to the clothes he currently wore… well, he might feel comfortable enough around the detective to stop by and visit without warning, and apparently even go so far as to interrupt him in the shower without getting uneasy… Being completely exposed didn’t sound so comfortable. At least, not like this, when Shinichi might have kicked him out – and had the right to, this being his house. Far safer to step in clothed with that possibility than to not. Though he may be starting to regret it… Even if the water didn’t actually bother him, the heat became trapped… Not that Kid would let that discomfort show.

❣ (Sorry, the KaiShin shipper in me couldn’t resist)

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meitantei-cowlick:

He knew he shouldn’t be there in his current condition, face seemingly permanently stained red and he hoped he could lie convincingly enough to the thief he asked. He couldn’t help that his hormones had been going a little more haywire then usual, a side effect from the Apotoxin Haibara had told him. This really was the worst time to come to a KID heist.

Maybe he should go, he could likely leave before KID showed up since he seemed to be having fun toying with the Task Force. Turning to go with that decision in mind, he hoped maybe he could actually leave before the thief showed up and he’d have to try and explain his fevered look and uh… physical evidence to what exactly was wrong with the detective.

“I should have never promised I’d try to make it to all of his heists,” he murmured to himself.

He hadn’t meant to worry, but certainly the thief understood why it was so hard for him to mention his problem! Words weren’t Shinichi’s strong suit outside of cases to begin with, but he was expecting him to mention what was wrong with him?

And suddenly every nerve was on edge at the feeling of KID’s hand moving from his back to hover over him, eyes moving from the thief’s face to track his hand. Oh god, what was he up to? Swallowing thickly, he couldn’t help but to moan at the trailing finger, knees threatening to give out on him.

So maybe he was worse off then he previously though. “I-I am,” he grit out though he wasn’t convincing at all.

“Hmm…”

Yeah, the detective really wasn’t convincing Kid of anything more than that extra teasing clearly needed to be done, a wide smile coming up at the other’s moan. Expecting Shinichi to announce this problem, no, but he could have tried coming up with a better excuse when it was clear the thief had no intention of letting him just walk away after noticing something was wrong.

“Well, unless you want your definition of ‘fine’ to be noticed by the others inside, it might be a good idea to take care of it now,” he commented, starting to lightly rub up and down the area with the same finger as he leaned forward to hover over the other’s shoulder and speak by the detective’s ear.

“It’s not as dark in there as it is out here, you know…”