Hakuba cursed as he struggled to get up and over the wall; it was true. He was running on adrenaline right now, his heart was pounding in his chest and his whole body felt tingly. He knew if he tried to out run the thief, he’d loose rather quickly. He was tired, but there was just so much work to be done, he was used to going without sleep for days, he was so busy. there just didn’t seem to be enough time in the day for him to finish everything. Between cases, school and heists, it was a wonder he got any sleep at all.
“Why are you trying to hard to make me sleep?” Hakuba huffed. He was on top of the wall now, but he had stilled there, trying to catch his breath. “My lack of sleep is none of your concern. I am perfectly capable of functioning on three days without rest. It has only been two.”
Why was he explaining himself to him? Did he really think it would matter? Maybe it was the thought of being knocked out with gas that was scaring him so much. He definitely didn’t enjoy the after effects of it either. Made his throat feel dry and left a horrible after taste in his mouth. It was not something he would like to be the reasoning behind him sleeping. Though he wasn’t liking being chased by the thief either, he didn’t like being chased period. He was a detective, he did the chasing.
"Even if you can function, I highly doubt you work as well as you would if you actually got proper sleep, tantei. This situation just proves that point.”
The thief came to a stop at the bottom of the wall, crossing his arms and frowning up at the other. The dove carefully fluttered over to the detective’s shoulder and started picking at the other’s hair, as though it were preening it.
“You like avoiding things with words and escaping when you know you’re in a situation you definitely can’t handle. Yet you didn’t take the opportunity to make me stop bugging you about the sleep by just saying you would take a nap or something, even if it may have been a lie. And you’re not in good enough physical condition to even flee right now. And it is my concern, if the detective who claims he’ll catch me is going to be so idiotic as to think he can try getting by with so little sleep that he eventually passes out from working too hard. It’s a wonder you’re even still able to solve normal cases as you are. Why is it that those who should know best that the mind needs rest, as well as the body, never seem to care about sleep? I think even your favourite, Holmes, knew that sleep was important if you wanted to be able to think properly. I seem to have more sense in that respect than you, and you know something’s wrong when that happens.”
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