The Seduction of Kudou - 7-9
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kooriiFandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Pairing: Onesided ShinichiKid & Eventual KaiShin
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Kudou was giving him the strangest look. A look that, for some reason, reminded him of Aoko. It was that look like Kudou didn't know whether to strangle Kaito, or hope the floor swallowed him, Kudou, up.
And, was it just him, or was Kudou blushing? Annoyed mortification seemed to be the choice emotion of the day then. Behind him he could hear the snickers starting to kick in, which quickly degenerated into full out laughter on Tantei-han's part. Was that badly disguised chuckles from Hakuba?
That was pretty bad, when even Hakuba was laughing at you. Hakuba was one of the funniest things in the known universe, without even adding Kaito, or Kid, to the mix in Kaito's not so humble opinion.
Kaito was completely unrepentant, and, going by Kudou's continued silence, his target was still trying to work out how to react. He'd just save him the trouble. Taking another step forward Kaito allowed his grin to widen, “Forgive me, I hadn't realized I'd so offended you, your highness. Never let it be said that a gentlemen is remiss in his duties to properly greet a lady.”
With that he bowed gallantly, plucking up the detective's limp hand to brush a kiss over his knuckles, all the while he gleefully stared up at him with mischievous violet eyes. Kudou just stood there, gaping at him, and, if he wasn't mistaken, flushed quite vividly. It was one of the most priceless moments Kaito had ever had. The poor detective really wasn't on the ball today, was he? Though he couldn't imagine why...
Between the lot dying of laughter behind him, and Kudou's confounded distraction it wasn't hard to snag the jewel, even as he straightened from his sweeping gesture, then disappear in a puff of smoke and reappear near the door. Holding up the jewel in one gloved hand, he winked at the dumbfounded and laughing lot, “Thank you for your cooperation, you were all wonderful tonight!”
Parting shot had, Kaito ducked out of the room and made to disappear, and, of course, see who would come after him first.
Arms tossed up, his hands clasped behind his head, Kaito tuned out the sounds of Keiko and Aoko arguing over the heist that had just happened. He thought it was immensely ironic that Aoko had conned him into holding her Anti-Kid signs while she waved her arms to make her point. He did his best to hide the message by angling the signs so that the side with the writing was toward his back.
No one had managed to catch up with him, and he'd even loitered a bit. He just couldn't understand why not. Kudou hadn't even been stuck, or tied down after all. It just didn't make any sense at all!
Absently scanning the crowd with half lidded eyes, and a pout firmly in place, Kaito decided that being part of the crowd was just plain boring. Particularly when he was being ignored. He was just beginning to consider the idea of causing a little chaos when a knot of teenage girls moved aside and his gaze locked on the image of his current most baffling rival.
Kudou Shinichi stood among the faceless crowd, beside Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko, shoulders slumped as he glared at the ground, looking sulky. The Mouri girl elbowed him, a mischievous light in every inch of her expression. Even Suzuki was looking amused, her hands clamped over her mouth to stifle her giggles while her eyes danced.
The Mouri girl said something, and Kudou's scowl deepened arms lifting as he shrugged her off in a huff that only made her laugh more. Kaito didn't think, even in the past couple of weeks he'd spent observing the other teenager, that he'd seen Kudou looking so unlike the consummate critic. It was surreal to say the least.
Then, sharp blue eyes jerked up to scan the crowd. Kaito froze for a second as Kudou's gaze landed right on him for several heartbeats then skipped away again. A sudden tugging on his arm brought him back out of the strange little moment.
“Kaito!”
“What? Sorry, Aoko, I spaced off.”
“I noticed! Now come on, I want to go see Tou-chan, and make sure that stupid thief didn't do anything horrible to him!”
“Alright, alright! Don't yank my arm off!”
For the last few days Kaito had been looking for an excuse to 'run into' Kudou. Watching the baffling detective was no longer providing him with enough information to slack his thirst for knowledge. Unfortunately, the universe didn't seem too keen on the idea of aligning the planets properly and allowing the meeting to come to pass.
Kudou, it seemed, was laying low. Kaito didn't really blame him, even if he was amused as hell. The entire world seemed to know about that embarrassing little debacle at the last heist. As the reports on the heist were putting it 'Kid had broken code and re-nicknamed one of his detectives.'
Kaito didn't know what was funnier: The fact that the papers call them his detectives, or that they were familiar with his nicknaming procedures. In reality he hadn't exactly thought of changing the nickname, but in the end it really did suit, and, it was a very Kid thing to do. He couldn't help but wonder what the detective would do when he realized he was stuck being called Princess from now on.
All that aside, another failed day at finding said detective in his usual haunts lead Kaito to En Passant. The little diner/cafe, with its knight chess piece sign, was one of his favorite stops here in the Beika area, and he stopped in as often as possible. (Even if it meant dragging along one of 'his detectives'.)
Ambling inside he stopped in surprise at the sight of his quarry sitting at one of the tables with an array of manila folders and other papers spread around him. A cup of coffee sat, steaming faintly, at Kudou's elbow. It would just figure that he'd appear in the last place Kaito thought to look, when he wasn't looking.
Oh well, he was best at improvising anyway.
Wandering over he stopped beside the detective, and, not even waiting for him to acknowledge him said, “Hey, you're that guy from the Kid heist the other night. I saw you in the crowds.”
Kudou looked up then, shoulders tense and a narrow eyed look of annoyance on his face and replied, acidly, “That could be anyone.”
Grinning easily Kaito slid into the seat across from the detective. Kudou reminded him of a prickly little hedgehog that one had to tempt and tickle out of their spiny little ball. “No, I don't think so. I'm sure I'd remember someone like you.”
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Pairing: Onesided ShinichiKid & Eventual KaiShin
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Ball
words: 353
words: 353
Kudou was giving him the strangest look. A look that, for some reason, reminded him of Aoko. It was that look like Kudou didn't know whether to strangle Kaito, or hope the floor swallowed him, Kudou, up.
And, was it just him, or was Kudou blushing? Annoyed mortification seemed to be the choice emotion of the day then. Behind him he could hear the snickers starting to kick in, which quickly degenerated into full out laughter on Tantei-han's part. Was that badly disguised chuckles from Hakuba?
That was pretty bad, when even Hakuba was laughing at you. Hakuba was one of the funniest things in the known universe, without even adding Kaito, or Kid, to the mix in Kaito's not so humble opinion.
Kaito was completely unrepentant, and, going by Kudou's continued silence, his target was still trying to work out how to react. He'd just save him the trouble. Taking another step forward Kaito allowed his grin to widen, “Forgive me, I hadn't realized I'd so offended you, your highness. Never let it be said that a gentlemen is remiss in his duties to properly greet a lady.”
With that he bowed gallantly, plucking up the detective's limp hand to brush a kiss over his knuckles, all the while he gleefully stared up at him with mischievous violet eyes. Kudou just stood there, gaping at him, and, if he wasn't mistaken, flushed quite vividly. It was one of the most priceless moments Kaito had ever had. The poor detective really wasn't on the ball today, was he? Though he couldn't imagine why...
Between the lot dying of laughter behind him, and Kudou's confounded distraction it wasn't hard to snag the jewel, even as he straightened from his sweeping gesture, then disappear in a puff of smoke and reappear near the door. Holding up the jewel in one gloved hand, he winked at the dumbfounded and laughing lot, “Thank you for your cooperation, you were all wonderful tonight!”
Parting shot had, Kaito ducked out of the room and made to disappear, and, of course, see who would come after him first.
Critic
words: 378
words: 378
Arms tossed up, his hands clasped behind his head, Kaito tuned out the sounds of Keiko and Aoko arguing over the heist that had just happened. He thought it was immensely ironic that Aoko had conned him into holding her Anti-Kid signs while she waved her arms to make her point. He did his best to hide the message by angling the signs so that the side with the writing was toward his back.
No one had managed to catch up with him, and he'd even loitered a bit. He just couldn't understand why not. Kudou hadn't even been stuck, or tied down after all. It just didn't make any sense at all!
Absently scanning the crowd with half lidded eyes, and a pout firmly in place, Kaito decided that being part of the crowd was just plain boring. Particularly when he was being ignored. He was just beginning to consider the idea of causing a little chaos when a knot of teenage girls moved aside and his gaze locked on the image of his current most baffling rival.
Kudou Shinichi stood among the faceless crowd, beside Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko, shoulders slumped as he glared at the ground, looking sulky. The Mouri girl elbowed him, a mischievous light in every inch of her expression. Even Suzuki was looking amused, her hands clamped over her mouth to stifle her giggles while her eyes danced.
The Mouri girl said something, and Kudou's scowl deepened arms lifting as he shrugged her off in a huff that only made her laugh more. Kaito didn't think, even in the past couple of weeks he'd spent observing the other teenager, that he'd seen Kudou looking so unlike the consummate critic. It was surreal to say the least.
Then, sharp blue eyes jerked up to scan the crowd. Kaito froze for a second as Kudou's gaze landed right on him for several heartbeats then skipped away again. A sudden tugging on his arm brought him back out of the strange little moment.
“Kaito!”
“What? Sorry, Aoko, I spaced off.”
“I noticed! Now come on, I want to go see Tou-chan, and make sure that stupid thief didn't do anything horrible to him!”
“Alright, alright! Don't yank my arm off!”
Hedgehog
words: 410
words: 410
For the last few days Kaito had been looking for an excuse to 'run into' Kudou. Watching the baffling detective was no longer providing him with enough information to slack his thirst for knowledge. Unfortunately, the universe didn't seem too keen on the idea of aligning the planets properly and allowing the meeting to come to pass.
Kudou, it seemed, was laying low. Kaito didn't really blame him, even if he was amused as hell. The entire world seemed to know about that embarrassing little debacle at the last heist. As the reports on the heist were putting it 'Kid had broken code and re-nicknamed one of his detectives.'
Kaito didn't know what was funnier: The fact that the papers call them his detectives, or that they were familiar with his nicknaming procedures. In reality he hadn't exactly thought of changing the nickname, but in the end it really did suit, and, it was a very Kid thing to do. He couldn't help but wonder what the detective would do when he realized he was stuck being called Princess from now on.
All that aside, another failed day at finding said detective in his usual haunts lead Kaito to En Passant. The little diner/cafe, with its knight chess piece sign, was one of his favorite stops here in the Beika area, and he stopped in as often as possible. (Even if it meant dragging along one of 'his detectives'.)
Ambling inside he stopped in surprise at the sight of his quarry sitting at one of the tables with an array of manila folders and other papers spread around him. A cup of coffee sat, steaming faintly, at Kudou's elbow. It would just figure that he'd appear in the last place Kaito thought to look, when he wasn't looking.
Oh well, he was best at improvising anyway.
Wandering over he stopped beside the detective, and, not even waiting for him to acknowledge him said, “Hey, you're that guy from the Kid heist the other night. I saw you in the crowds.”
Kudou looked up then, shoulders tense and a narrow eyed look of annoyance on his face and replied, acidly, “That could be anyone.”
Grinning easily Kaito slid into the seat across from the detective. Kudou reminded him of a prickly little hedgehog that one had to tempt and tickle out of their spiny little ball. “No, I don't think so. I'm sure I'd remember someone like you.”
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Princess...
Date: 2009-11-17 08:06 pm (UTC)Re: Princess...
Date: 2009-11-17 08:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-17 10:03 pm (UTC)-SW
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Date: 2009-11-17 10:12 pm (UTC)That would be funny.
Little brother...
Date: 2009-11-21 05:47 pm (UTC)