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“Put your hands where I can see them,” Heizou ordered with a stern look in his eyes, his baton ready in his hand. Of all the people he had to meet during his night patrol… “Hurry up, I don’t have all day.”
Kazuha chuckled softly, a smug smile on his lips while he slowly lifted both his hands next to his head. “Yes, yes, mr. officer,” he said, the words dragging themselves out of his mouth while displaying a tranquil, unbothered look on his face.
“Tsk,” Heizou groaned quietly, putting the baton back in the holder before approaching Kazuha. If it was, in fact, a random person, he would be wary and already cuffing them, but he was especially “close” to this one, so there shouldn’t be any harm in breaking the protocol, right? “Don’t do anything funny,” Heizou warned and waited for the other to nod before reaching out to his body.
“Ah!” Kazuha gasped, shooting his elbows down against his torso and trapping Heizou’s hands inside of his clothes.
This, of course, wasn’t really appreciated by the detective on duty. “Hey, what did I just say?” He hissed, grabbing one of Kazuha’s wrists and pulling it back up before resuming the body inspection, palming at his sides and lower ribs.
“It tihihickles, H-Heheizou!” Kazuha giggled, slightly curling his body in an attempt to avoid Heizou’s hand. “Stohohop it, plehehease,” he whined among his laughter, pressing his eyes shut while a wide smile spreaded over his face.
Heizou, however, didn’t find it very appealing. In fact, it was annoying him even more. The detective blushed against his will, cursing Kazuha for making the body inspection so difficult. “S-stand still, I’m not playing around, Kaedahara,” he scolded the samurai, trying to hold him still while feeling stomach, searching for anything suspicious or dangerous.
The only thing Heizou found, however, was Kazuha’s ticklish stomach trembling with his laughter under Heizou’s touch. Heizou gritted his teeth, his cheeks heating up with embarrassment. If one of his colleagues found him, what would they think?
After all, what kind of suspect laughs so much during a body inspection? They would probably think he was slacking off on duty or even worse.
“K-Kaedahara!” Heizou nearly yelled this time, pushing Kazuha’s hands against the wall and staring into his stupidly-pretty-laughing-face. “This is your last warning! Stand still or I’m taking you under arrest!”
“I-I’m sohohorry, Heizou, heh…” Kazuha giggled, leaning his head back against the wall and taking a deep, relaxed sigh, “but you know I can’t help it when you tickle me…”
Heizou widened his eyes, his face flushing up to the tip of his ears. This man..! “W-what are you saying?! I-I don’t know anything an- cough, ugh, w-wait a second, what’s this smell?” Heizou shook his head, a little stunned. He didn’t feel it before, but now, standing inches away from Kazuha’s face, there was no mistake. “K-Kaedahara- cough, explain yourself!”
“A-ah,” Kazuha giggled nervously, looking away, “it might be… the naku weed,” he muttered sheepishly, avoiding looking back into Heizou’s eyes. “I-it was just a small blunt, officer, I swear ~”
Heizou sighed, letting go of Kazuha’s wrists and moving a hand through his head. Well, this should explain all that giggling and nonsense from early. Still, he had a job to do.
“You are coming with me. I’ll fill a- h-hey! Kaedahara, get back here!” That, of course, if he managed to capture the criminal he just let escape.