The Seduction of Kid - 67. Fate
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kooriiFandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Pairing: Eventual ConanKid
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Words: 471
Ran's eyelids felt like they were being held down by lead weights. Slowly she pried them open, blinking sleepily as she realized she could hear voices. Her blurry vision slowly came into focus, and when she recognized the white figure standing a short distance away she tried to bolt upright, only to sag back against the cool metal surface she'd been propped again.
Kid was there! That no good... Her vicious thoughts trailed off as her brain processed what she was seeing, and hearing.
The thief was bent at the waist, one hand propped on his hip in a show of mocking annoyance as he shook his finger at Conan. Conan, for his part, was acting more childishly than she'd ever seen him act before: His hands were clamped over his ears, eyes screwed shut, and he was humming as loudly as possible. Which, she thought, didn't do anyone much good considering it was as tuneless as his singing.
They really were acting more like friends, or brothers, than enemies or even rivals at that point. Ran tried to stifle her laughter as Conan finally dropped his hands to interrupt whatever the thief had been saying (with Conan's 'humming' the words had gotten completely lost), but she apparently didn't do a good enough job.
Two sets of eyes turned and homed in on her, Conan immediately at her side so fast it was like he had teleported. “Ran-neechan! Are you okay?”
“I'm fine... But what happened?”
“Some weirdos grabbed you off the street and sent a message with your phone, but I guess they weren't that smart since I was the one who got it.... But I couldn't find Occhan! He wasn't home and I came looking for you, but then Kid helped me!”
The thief in question was watching her warily and, after a moment, Ran just gave him a grateful smile and mouthed 'thank you' to him. Kid bowed over one arm slightly, his other hand holding his cape out a bit. He looked every bit the elegant gentleman Sonoko ranted about, and Ran couldn't stop the snicker that escaped then. At Conan's curious look she said, “Sonoko's going to be so jealous.”
Conan blinked at her, then brought his hand up to meet his forehead with a loud smack. “Ow!”
“Tantei-kun!” Kid sighed. “You're breaking my rules!”
“Like you don't break every other rule?” Conan griped back, and Ran realized they were bantering again, of all things. “You even break that rule yourself!”
“I'm allowed to break the rules!”
Maybe, Ran thought, listening to them, it was fate that Conan had gotten the message and Kid had helped him. Certainly it would have taken something like this to change her mind about the thief after their last encounter.
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Pairing: Eventual ConanKid
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Words: 471
Ran's eyelids felt like they were being held down by lead weights. Slowly she pried them open, blinking sleepily as she realized she could hear voices. Her blurry vision slowly came into focus, and when she recognized the white figure standing a short distance away she tried to bolt upright, only to sag back against the cool metal surface she'd been propped again.
Kid was there! That no good... Her vicious thoughts trailed off as her brain processed what she was seeing, and hearing.
The thief was bent at the waist, one hand propped on his hip in a show of mocking annoyance as he shook his finger at Conan. Conan, for his part, was acting more childishly than she'd ever seen him act before: His hands were clamped over his ears, eyes screwed shut, and he was humming as loudly as possible. Which, she thought, didn't do anyone much good considering it was as tuneless as his singing.
They really were acting more like friends, or brothers, than enemies or even rivals at that point. Ran tried to stifle her laughter as Conan finally dropped his hands to interrupt whatever the thief had been saying (with Conan's 'humming' the words had gotten completely lost), but she apparently didn't do a good enough job.
Two sets of eyes turned and homed in on her, Conan immediately at her side so fast it was like he had teleported. “Ran-neechan! Are you okay?”
“I'm fine... But what happened?”
“Some weirdos grabbed you off the street and sent a message with your phone, but I guess they weren't that smart since I was the one who got it.... But I couldn't find Occhan! He wasn't home and I came looking for you, but then Kid helped me!”
The thief in question was watching her warily and, after a moment, Ran just gave him a grateful smile and mouthed 'thank you' to him. Kid bowed over one arm slightly, his other hand holding his cape out a bit. He looked every bit the elegant gentleman Sonoko ranted about, and Ran couldn't stop the snicker that escaped then. At Conan's curious look she said, “Sonoko's going to be so jealous.”
Conan blinked at her, then brought his hand up to meet his forehead with a loud smack. “Ow!”
“Tantei-kun!” Kid sighed. “You're breaking my rules!”
“Like you don't break every other rule?” Conan griped back, and Ran realized they were bantering again, of all things. “You even break that rule yourself!”
“I'm allowed to break the rules!”
Maybe, Ran thought, listening to them, it was fate that Conan had gotten the message and Kid had helped him. Certainly it would have taken something like this to change her mind about the thief after their last encounter.
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