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Kuroba Kaito woke up unusually late, with the morning sun shining down on him. Yawning, he rolled over, stretching like a cat and ignoring the continuous ache in his lower back. "Five more minutes, Ahoko..." Burrowing even deeper into the sheets, Kaito sniffed them, wondering why they smelled like coffee. He didn't even like coffee, and he was sure he just washed them yesterday, after his birds shit on them.
Kaito's eyes flew open.
What happened yesterday? Kaito sat up, eyes surveying the room he was in. Except for the lingering scent of surprisingly pleasant coffee, there was nothing indicating that the room belonged to someone. The room only had a closet and desk, and there was two wrappers on the desk. Touching his neck, Kaito found two scent blockers on his scent glands. No wonder he couldn't smell himself. He relaxed. At least now he knew that the person that bought him here wasn't intending to use him for malicious purposes.
Hopping off the bed, Kaito cringed as a dull pain shot of his back. Limping, he made his way to the closet and was surprised to see that he still had his gloves on, which only made him more confused. What exactly happened yesterday? Now that he was fully awake, the memories came rushing back to him, but in bits and pieces. All he knew was that he was attending some kind of formal event, and that he fainted before being brought here, but the events in between were still foggy and unclear.
Flinging open the closet door, Kaito stared at the mass of blue Teitan uniforms as his mind struggled to comprehend why he was in Meitantei's house.
Fuck this. Meitantei definitely wasn't intending to use him for malicious purposes, he is trying to send him to jail. Panicking internally, Kaito send a mental apology to his family. I'm sorry, mother, father, jii-san. I failed. I have brought shame to the Kaitou family. I have been caught by a detective, the ultimate disgrace for a thief.
"How long are you going to be standing there staring at my clothes?" A voice rang out from the door, startling Kaito. Shinichi stood there, holding two cups, one filled with his typical monster brew of caffein, and the other with hot chocolate. Kaito would have appreciated the fact that the KID-killer actually noticed that he had a preference for sweet things.
If he wasn't too busy unlatching the window and jumping out immediately.
Kaito hit the floor, and sprinted away, almost bumping into two girls. He had no time to stop, however, as he frantically scanned the area for any sign of a train station.
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"Hey! Watch it!" Sonoko huffed as a man sprinted past her at full speed. "How rude!"
Ran frowned, staring up at the Kudo mansion. "Didn't that guy jump off of the second story window? And he looked like he was barefoot? And wearing pyjamas?" She turned around, but the mysterious stranger was nowhere to be seen.
Sonoko rolled her eyes. "Nothing is normal in Beika ever since that detective otaku was born." She giggled. "Anyways, Ran, Makoto-san was an absolute gentleman to me! He even asked me out on a date this Saturday! How sweet is that! What about you? How was your steamy night with that beta?~" She wiggled her eyebrows, sniggering.
"Sonoko!"
Kudo Shinichi ran to the window just in time to see KID almost crash into Ran and Sonoko before disappearing around a corner. He sighed, before pulling out a Student ID from his pocket. "Couldn't he have just waited for 5 seconds?"
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By the time Kaito reached Ekoda, the embarrassing things that happened yesterday had all came flooding back to him. Staggering like a zombie, he ignored all the strange looks he was getting because of how haggard he looked.
"Bakaito!" Aoko yelled at him, running over. "Where have you been? Class starts in 10 minutes! And what are you wearing?" Kaito chuckled nervously. After losing his virginity to Meitantei and possibly ruining his whole career as an internationally wanted thief, class was the last thing on his mind.
"These are my new pyjamas, obviously." Kaito started, his 400 IQ mind putting together the most absurd but unbelievably believable cover story ever. "Then why are you out in pyjamas and barefoot?" Aoko demanded "I sleepwalked, obviously." Kaito rolled his eyes, his mouth spewing even more bullshit. "Apparently sleepwalking takes up a lot of energy, so I'm tired and I don't feel like going to school. Or entertaining anymore questions." He added hastily when Aoko opened her mouth.
She huffed angrily. "Fine! I'll tell Sensei you are not feeling well." She pushed Kaito into his house and slammed the door behind her. "You better rest!" She nagged. Kaito let out a noncommittal hum and trudged up the stairs. Collapsing onto the bed, he blindly groped for the suppressants at the edge of his bed and swallowed three pills. Fortunately, Aoko bought his lie, but he can't say the same for Hakuba and Akako. Hakuba was a beta, but he has a nose that can rival any alpha's, so staying away from him might be a good idea.
He can't say the same for Akako.
Speak of the devil, his phone rang. Groaning, Kaito rolled over and answered the call. "I'm sick, don't bother me."
"You fucked up." Akako was as blunt as ever.
Kaito snorted. "Biggest understatement of the year. But please just let me wallow in despair on my own, please."
"What were you thinking? Did you lend that one braincell of yours to Aoko-chan that night? What made you think that teasing your enemy was a good idea..." Akako launched into a tirade, and Kaito gave up on listening.
Suddenly, a sharp knock on the door snapped Kaito out of his daze. "Excuse me, but I have to answer the door."
"Wait, don't-" Akako protested, but Kaito snapped his phone shut, and silently thanked the person at the front door.
He opened the door, and took back his thanks. There was a police officer at the door, and behind her, a dead body lay in a pool of blood. And of course, standing next to the corpse, was Kudo fucking Shinichi, in all his unruffled, Teitan-uniformed glory.
Kaito wanted to cry. Was it too late to slam the door and call Akako back?
Yes it was.
Kuroba Kaito mentally chanted pocker-face as he forced an expression of shock on his face. "What happened? I was in my house the whole morning."
"This person was dropped from the top of your house twenty minutes ago. Does Murata Aoi ring a bell for you?" The officer questioned. Kaito shook his head. "I'm sorry, I have no idea who he is. If there are no more questions, I would like to go sleep."
"Sir, please wait-" "I would like to question him." Kudo Shinichi interrupted their conversation, eyes glinting with an emotion that Kaito decidedly don't like.
"Mr-?" "Kuroba Kaito." He gritted out.
"Mr Kuroba Kaito, is there any way you can provide an alibi?"
"I told that officer that I was in my house this whole time. Now if you excuse me, I have to walk my doves-"
Meitantei grabbed his wrist. "I only have a few more questions."
"I have to feed my plant."
"Kuroba-kun, you are a prime suspect and-"
"I have to water my phone-no, I mean my duck, I mean-"
By this point, Meitantei has the biggest shit-eating grin on his face, no doubt enjoying Kaito fumbling for excuses.
Kaito groaned. Fuck everything. Since his cover was already blown, he figured that it couldn't get worse, right?
Meitantei dug through his pockets, before pulling out a very familiar Student ID. "KID-san, I think you dropped this." Kaito's brain shut down.
He faintly registered Meitantei saying something about taking responsibility and about prison and fairness, but Kaito just raised his hands in defeat. "You win, Meitantei. Take me to prison or something, but do you think you can keep this information from Nakamori-san? Also can I get a lighter sentence since I always returned the jewels? And do they sell sweets-" Kaito rambled on, while Shinichi watched in confusion.
"KID, I'm not going to arrest you like that, it's not fair. I came to ask you on a date."
"Please allow me to visit my doves- huh?"
Shinichi looked away awkwardly. "I mean, Ran and Sonoko will kill me if I helped an omega through their heat and then just ran away like an asshole. And you're attractive."
Kaito stared at Shinichi, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "You just asked a internationally wanted thief on a date."
"No I didn't. I asked Kuroba Kaito on a date."
Kaito was sure that his ears were burning, but embarrassment aside, that was actually kind of... sweet.
He chuckled. "I accept, Meitantei, or should I say, Shinichi?"
Shinichi visibly flushed, which was adorable, and Kaito leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "Now go do your job and clear your date's name."
Shinichi tensed up, half of the blood in his body rushing up to his face. "Ok, and you can go walk your doves or something." He mumbled.
Kaito giggled and turned around, walking to his house like nothing had happened, desperately trying to ignore how fast his heart was beating.
Back at the crime scene, one hardworking detective found a card in his back pocket, with a phone number and a little heart written on it.