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Chapter Nine: Trust
You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don't trust enough.
-Frank Crane
“I can't believe it's two am already,” Kid said, watching the stars as they passed under them, each one twinkling down at him like tiny diamonds. He dragged his attention away from the sight and smiled at his 'date' for the evening.
Saguru looked almost zombie-ish, and Kid didn't blame him. It was well past time for good little detectives to be in bed, especially those who had school in...four hours. He reached out and grabbed Saguru's hand, tugging the teen gently along as they walked, making sure Saguru didn't do anything stupid like run into a light pole.
Too soon for the thief's taste, they were standing on the front steps of Saguru's residence, as close as the detective was allowing him for the night. Saguru had already been highly annoyed to have to allow Kid through the front gate, but after making the thief walk halfway down the block before keying in the entry code, he had agreed that Kid could walk him to the door.
Saguru removed the duffel bag from around his shoulders, unzipping it and pulling out his shirt, suit jacket, jacket and hat. He was tempted to take the whole bag inside with him, and then turn it over to the boys in forensics, quite sure they could get a lot of interesting things from Kid's suit, but something stopped him from doing such a thing.
Probably the fact that Kid had saved his life tonight in the alley.
“Well, this is where we part.” Saguru said, looking down at Kid whom gave him that infuriating smirk back.
"Don't I get a goodnight kiss?" he asked, and Saguru sighed
“We can't...I can't keep doing this, Kaito,”
“Kid.”
“Whatever! I'm a detective, you're a thief. I refuse to get involved with someone who goes against everything I stand for, everything I BELIEVE in. I can't...” His sentence was cut off as Kid pulled him down, kissing him.
Once Kid was convinced Saguru was distracted from his rant he pulled away, leaving his arms around Saguru's neck, their mouths still quite close. “I'm not looking for eternal roses and romance, Saguru-kun.” he said softly, staring at those oh-so-delicious lips “I don't want a relationship, I want someone I can have some fun with who isn't looking for anything further. I'm not asking you to stop chasing me, I'm not asking you to give up your oh-so-lofty ideals, I'm asking you to shut the fuck up and kiss me.”
Saguru didn't reply, instead bending down, kissing Kid. Though it was less a kiss and more of a competition to see who could place the most bites on the others lips, each groaning as the other scored a 'hit'. The blond gave the softest of growls, his arms going around the lithe little thief and pulling him closer, nibbling on the tempting upper lip as he drew Kid up, making the kiss easier on his back.
Saguru felt something crumbling away inside him, a wall he had built long ago and lived so long behind. “I can't,” he finally breathed, mouth barely leaving Kid's to speak.
"Can't what, Tantei-san?" Kid countered, licking the corner of Saguru's mouth before placing a soft bite on the creased flesh, licking it again after to soothe any pain the bite might have caused. Though judging by the groan he elicited, there hadn't been any.
“I can't...slow. I want to go slowly.” Saguru said, unable to find a better way to put it, before pulling Kid's mouth up, fully covering it with his own, diving in for a real kiss. One he gave himself to fully, unable to pull away any longer.
Kid melted into Saguru's embrace, wrapping his arms completely around his new (well, soon-to-be) lover's neck, body pressed oh so eagerly and willingly against the detective, drifting away on the best kisses he had ever experienced.
Slow. He could do slow. It would end up causing him more frustration and annoyance than he was used to, but...it would be worth it. Saguru wasn't some gibbering fan boy or classmate that he could easily seduce and throw away when he was done with them.
Saguru was...different. And that would end up making all the difference in the end. Kid wasn't one to waste his time, not on a heist, and not with playmates. And if the kisses were this mind-blowing, imagine the rest of Saguru.
They stood on Saguru's front porch for an unknown amount of time, simply enjoying the pure pleasure of exploring each other's mouths. Kid finally pulled away with a final nip, before sending the exhausted detective inside before Saguru fell asleep right there on the porch.
Heading for home it was dawn that greeted Kid as he slipped into the house Kaito (and now Kid) shared with the female Kuroba. He checked to make sure his 'mom' wasn't awake, before brushing his teeth and heading for the work room, checking over the plans that were spread out for the next heist. Jii had obviously stopped by, as there was a shiny new stack of razor blades just waiting to be turned into semi lethal weapons.
Smiling, Kid patted the plans fondly before heading for the safe buried under books, behind the car that he had no use for. He spun the dial and opened it, pausing for a moment to watch the dim light play over the facets in the Hope Diamond before putting in tonight's heist, seven Senet playing pieces he would have to check tomorrow night.
He closed the safe and stood, stretching out his body. School started in two hours and it wouldn't do for him to be late and screw up Kaito's record. It was a trade off he had, for this moment of freedom, he had to keep up his other half's life and keep it up reasonably well. It was annoying at times, being Kaito when he would rather be working on plans and tricks.
But it was worth it, to keep Kaito smiling.
He could feel his other half tickling at the back of his brain. Kaito still had no idea what was going on, what HAD been going on. Kid had made sure of that when he was first born, nine years ago. That was his job after all, to protect his other half. Not that Kaito was weak, far from it. But the boy was a sensitive soul, and Kid would do anything to protect that. To keep Kaito pure and innocent...and more importantly, UN-HARMED.
Kid's lips pulled back in an unconscious growl at the thought of the men out to hurt his charge. He would do what he had to, to protect his little magician, and although Kid generally played by Kaito's rules, there were sacrifices he was willing to make, to keep the silent promise he made to Kaito.
Yawning, Kid forced back up the block between his and Kaito's consciousness, heading up the stairs and out of the work room, intending to finish Kaito's homework before he had to get to class. Maybe he could grab a cup of coffee before he had to get to school...coffee would be very, very good after such a long night.
--
“Excuse me,” Akako said, just as her arm lashed out, nearly clothes lining Kid as he walked down the hall. Aoko blinked, before looking curiously at the witch, wondering what was going on. Akako smiled sweetly at the girl, her arm wrapping around Kid's shoulder's, holding him in place. “I need to borrow him for a moment, excuse us?”
Aoko nodded, giving Kid a smile before she turned to head towards their class. Akako watched her go for a moment before placing her hands on Kid's shoulder's and turning him around, marching him down the hall and back out the front doors. She didn't release him until they were in the shade between two buildings, out of sight of others. Kid raised a curious eyebrow at her, leaning against the wall, studying the witch warily.
He was never sure what to expect when the girl was involved. She had done everything from be-spelling him, to helping him out, to attempted seduction of his other half. Who knew what other tricks the girl had up her sleeves. “Yes?” he finally asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
“It's not like you, to hang around this long.” she said, leaning against the wall herself, staring up at the clear blue sky above them. Kid didn't comment, but she didn't really expect one. Instead she reached down into her book bag, pulling out a deck of tarot cards.
“You need help,” she said, shuffling through the deck, examining each picture before moving onto the next. She glanced at Kid out of the corner of her eye as the thief shifted, uncomfortable with the conversation.
Kid turned, watching her study the cards before shaking his head. “I'm fine, Little Miss, but thank you for the advice.” he turned to go, but froze at her next words.
“You need...someone you can trust.” she said, watching the back in front of her freeze, muscles tensing.
Kid flashed back to the night before, and his conversation with Hakuba. He turned, not looking at Akako, though his attention was definitely on her as he stared at the ground. “And just what, prey tell, do I need that for?”
“To save you.” she said simply, selecting three cards from the deck and turning to face him. “The game is changing, my thief, and no single person can do this alone.” Kid turned and she held up the three cards, gesturing for him to take them.
Kid accepted the tarot cards, and stared down at the unfamiliar pictures. One was of a girl, opening a golden box, mist swirling around her, the other was of shadowy figures, their black forms sending chills down his spine that he tried to suppress. And the third, was a simple blood stained that looked disturbingly real. He looked up at Akako, tightening his grip on the cards to keep his hands from trembling. “These are not standard cards, Little Miss.”
“No, they are not.” she said and shrugged elegantly. “Some nights, extras just appear as I'm playing with them. Lucifer said you might find them...useful.” She reached out, brushing a long, red painted finger gently down Kid's cheek. “Trust him, my thief. He can help you.”
“Why are you doing this?” Kid asked, perplexed about her reasons. Akako had been chasing him so long, saving his skin for her own purpose that for her to be giving him advice to put himself in the hands of one of the very men bent on destroying him confused him.
He almost stepped back, as her arms went around his neck, but instead of the usual come on he expected, he was surprised as she buried her face in his chest, shoulders trembling. He could feel her tears against his skin as they wet his shirt and he reached down, wrapping his arms around her, holding her.
“I'm scared,” she finally said, raising her face up to his, still wrapped in the embrace. Her voice was strong, eyes clear. If it wasn't for the drying tracks on her cheeks he would have sworn the tears had been imagined. “I'm scared by what I see, Kid. I can't imagine life without you...either of you, in it. But that's all I see. If...if this saves you, if this keeps you here, then I will gladly push you into his arms.”
Kid smiled softly, brushing his thumb against her cheek. “Don't worry, Little Miss, we will always be here for you to tease.” he said softly, before bending, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. He gave her a final, gentle squeeze before stepping out of her arms, taking her hand instead. He stared down at the tarot cards in his hand before shaking his hand, the three cards vanishing.
“I will think about your words.” he said, not looking at her, instead staring at the building's wall. “But I can't just...”
“I know,” Akako said, squeezing the hand in hers. “But try.” She smiled at him and Kid smiled back, pulling her from the shadows and into the light as the bells rang for class, causing them both to run, laughing as they tried not to trip, still holding onto each other.
--
Kid had never been one for touching someone. It wasn't that he shied away from it, in fact his body craved it, but his job required a minimal contact approach and any time he COULD touch someone, Kaito was usually in control of their body by then.
He could feel an itching, just under his skin, out of the range of any normal means of satisfying it. It had started sometime the night before, after he had left Saguru off at the mansion, abating while he held Akako's hand, before returning with a vengeance when he released her.
He was confused by the crawling sensation, struggling against an instinctual urge to reach out and run his fingers through Aoko's hair, or to touch Saguru's arm.
Their class was currently consumed by an art project, some banner they were supposed to be making to welcome a new teacher or something...he hadn't been paying attention. Which was probably why he had been drafted to do the calligraphy. He chewed absently on the end of the brush, watching as Saguru leaned over to add more yellow to the sun Aoko had drawn. His eyes traveled slowly down his boyfriend's back, a smile quirking his lips as he studied the body so nicely laid out before him, a streak of possessiveness running through him.
He had seen, one or two or five of the girls in their class watching Saguru during the day, and it was hard to clamp down on the urge to put a verbal or physical claim on the boy for all to see. He had toyed with the idea of drawing on the back of Saguru's neck, marking him as property of the Kaitou Kid, but he didn't think the idea would go over well.
Instead, he leaned over when no one was paying attention to them, blowing on the back of Saguru's neck, causing the detective to jerk slightly, a splash of yellow traveling over the carpet next to the paper they were working on.
Kid smiled and glanced up for a moment before leaning further down and placing the gentlest of nips right at the base of Saguru's neck. “Meet me after school,” he breathed into Saguru's ear, his hand trailing down Saguru's arm, the itching in his body receding as he caressed the warm flesh through Saguru's uniform shirt.
He wondered how much trouble it would be, to simply roll Saguru over and devour him on the carpet.
Saguru turned his head, glaring at Kid but nodded, pushing his body back, ignoring the yelp from the thief whom almost had a detective in his lap, their upper bodies pressed tightly together. “Only if you stop molesting me in public,” Saguru said under his breath, lips barley moving as he studied the banner intently.
Kid smiled, leaning even closer, resting his chin on Saguru's shoulder. “But you yelp so nicely.” he said, licking Saguru's ear before looking completely innocent, a wide space suddenly between them as Aoko looked up, giggling at the red rose painted on Kid's cheek, courtesy of Akako.
--
Kid hissed as he was suddenly pushed back against the cold metal of the stall. Raising his head he smiled at the hungry golden brown eyes above him. A hand touched this neck and jaw, tilting his head up as lips slid over his, hard and insistent. He groaned, eagerly opening his mouth to the kiss, burying his hands in silken blond strand, pressing harder against the body over his.
Saguru's tounge slid out, slipping between the parted lips to explore the domain offered to him. At the first taste, Kaito growled softly, his hands clenching in the strands covering them, nails scrapping lightly over the detective's scalp. His own tounge slipped into play, eager to chase down the rich, sweet taste that had found his tounge.
The pair dueled lightly for dominance, each eager to explore the territory they conquered only to be faced once more with a battle. Saguru's hands slid down, gripping Kid's thighs before lifting him, pressing the lithe thief harder against the wall as those legs that he had too often fantasized about wrapped easily around his hips.
Kid locked his legs around each other, tightening his hold, pressing Saguru's body against his as his mouth moved away from the blond's and down his jaw, finding the pulse of Saguru's neck and sucking eagerly, licking and nibbling on the flesh. As Saguru's hips ground against his he gave a whimpering mewl, head pulling back, staring into the detective's eyes as he pushed back, smiling at the growl he pulled from the other teen.
It was such a turn on, to watch the detective lose that perfect cool. He pulled Saguru's head down, eager for another kiss, another taste of the too sweet detective, growling fiercely as the bell rang, shattering their bubble of heat.
Whimpering as he was unwound from Saguru, he allowed himself to be placed back on the floor, glaring at the wall across from him, panting softly. He pouted as Saguru tilted his head up, causing the detective to chuckle as he placed a small, soft kiss on Kid's already bruised lips before stepping back and unlocking the stall door.
Kid watched Saguru walk away, sighing. Eyes narrowed as he watched the detective pull a foil wrapped package from his pocket, open it, and break off something inside. Rich, dark chocolate came free of the bar, and Kid watched hungrily as another piece was slid past Hakuba's kiss reddened lips before the bathroom door swung shut, blocking the sight.
Leaning back, Kid let his head hit the metal wall behind him, pouting again. It wasn't fair, for Hakuba to leave him with just a taste of the bitter sweet.
--
The dinner Kid choose was crowded and loud. Saguru wrinkled his nose before following the brunette to a table, sitting across from the thief. He understood the need for the noise and people, not only for their secrecy, but because something in Kid NEEDED crowds and madness. He unbuttoned his jacket, letting it slide from his shoulder, before grabbing the menu.
Kid did the same across from him, though those thoughtful blue eyes seemed to be staring at him over the menu, rather then reading it. Saguru selected a meal that would be both warm and keep him going for the paperwork he had to get through that night before setting his menu aside, noticing Kid had given up the main menu in favor of the desert list.
Orders placed and drinks delivered, Saguru studied Kid, as he always did, before finally setting his lemonade aside. “So why are we here?” he asked, resting his elbow on the table and his chin in his palm. “You can't molest me here, and I doubt there is anything worth stealing.”
Kid made a face at that, crossing his legs under the table, brushing his foot over Saguru's leg, smiling as he watched the blond jump. “I came to talk, and invited you to listen.”
“And if I hadn't accepted?”
“I would be talking to myself.” Kid said breezily. He flicked his wrist and a large card appeared between his fingers. “What does this remind you of?”
Saguru took the tarot card, studying it for a moment before placing it on the table between them. “Koizumi-kun.” he said, which was what the card had first made him think of, before he studied it more intently. “It reminds me of the Greek legend of Pandora. She opened a box that unleashed the hells upon the world.”
Kid nodded, sipping his coffee, grateful for the caffeine entering his system. “Without her curiosity, the world would have been perfect, pure and boring.”
Saguru raised an eyebrow at this interpretation, but remained silent, concluding that Kid had more to say on the subject. Instead he sipped his drink, watching the thief closely, ignoring the foot that was agitatedly moving up and down his calf. It wasn't a seduction, more that Kid NEEDED that contact, and Saguru wasn't going to deny it, when it felt nice to have the touch.
“The name of Pandora has been used for many things through out the years, bands, games, books...and a gem.” Kid said, not looking at Saguru, but instead staring out the window, watching the people rushing by the diner.
That peaked Saguru's interest, more then an ancient legend. Gem's were Kid's stock and trade. And now there was one hanging around named Pandora, based after a woman whom doomed mankind to suffering.
“I'm looking for her,” Kid said, turning his attention back to Hakuba, crossing his arms over his chest, closing off as he spoke. “As are others. You may know them, they like to go hunting at night for hang gliding thieves.”
“The shadows,” Saguru said and Kid nodded, sipping his coffee again. Saguru mulled this over in his mind, connecting pieces that previously didn't attach together. “But why are you searching for it? What purpose could one gem serve?”
Kid stared at him, frozen mid sip before lowering the cup, eyes still boring in to Saguru's, looking as if he almost questioned Saguru's sanity. “Because they're willing to kill for it.”
Saguru's hand tightened into a fist, a memory of a blood soaked balcony surfacing. “But why you, why not leave this to the police, those better equipped and skilled to handle this?”
Kid gave a small smile, uncrossing his arms and leaning on the table, his cheek in his hand. “You and the police can't even catch an phantom thief..how could you catch a far reaching mob?”
Saguru gave him a dirty look at this and pushed Kid's elbow, causing the thief to almost hit the table.
TBC
You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don't trust enough.
-Frank Crane
“I can't believe it's two am already,” Kid said, watching the stars as they passed under them, each one twinkling down at him like tiny diamonds. He dragged his attention away from the sight and smiled at his 'date' for the evening.
Saguru looked almost zombie-ish, and Kid didn't blame him. It was well past time for good little detectives to be in bed, especially those who had school in...four hours. He reached out and grabbed Saguru's hand, tugging the teen gently along as they walked, making sure Saguru didn't do anything stupid like run into a light pole.
Too soon for the thief's taste, they were standing on the front steps of Saguru's residence, as close as the detective was allowing him for the night. Saguru had already been highly annoyed to have to allow Kid through the front gate, but after making the thief walk halfway down the block before keying in the entry code, he had agreed that Kid could walk him to the door.
Saguru removed the duffel bag from around his shoulders, unzipping it and pulling out his shirt, suit jacket, jacket and hat. He was tempted to take the whole bag inside with him, and then turn it over to the boys in forensics, quite sure they could get a lot of interesting things from Kid's suit, but something stopped him from doing such a thing.
Probably the fact that Kid had saved his life tonight in the alley.
“Well, this is where we part.” Saguru said, looking down at Kid whom gave him that infuriating smirk back.
"Don't I get a goodnight kiss?" he asked, and Saguru sighed
“We can't...I can't keep doing this, Kaito,”
“Kid.”
“Whatever! I'm a detective, you're a thief. I refuse to get involved with someone who goes against everything I stand for, everything I BELIEVE in. I can't...” His sentence was cut off as Kid pulled him down, kissing him.
Once Kid was convinced Saguru was distracted from his rant he pulled away, leaving his arms around Saguru's neck, their mouths still quite close. “I'm not looking for eternal roses and romance, Saguru-kun.” he said softly, staring at those oh-so-delicious lips “I don't want a relationship, I want someone I can have some fun with who isn't looking for anything further. I'm not asking you to stop chasing me, I'm not asking you to give up your oh-so-lofty ideals, I'm asking you to shut the fuck up and kiss me.”
Saguru didn't reply, instead bending down, kissing Kid. Though it was less a kiss and more of a competition to see who could place the most bites on the others lips, each groaning as the other scored a 'hit'. The blond gave the softest of growls, his arms going around the lithe little thief and pulling him closer, nibbling on the tempting upper lip as he drew Kid up, making the kiss easier on his back.
Saguru felt something crumbling away inside him, a wall he had built long ago and lived so long behind. “I can't,” he finally breathed, mouth barely leaving Kid's to speak.
"Can't what, Tantei-san?" Kid countered, licking the corner of Saguru's mouth before placing a soft bite on the creased flesh, licking it again after to soothe any pain the bite might have caused. Though judging by the groan he elicited, there hadn't been any.
“I can't...slow. I want to go slowly.” Saguru said, unable to find a better way to put it, before pulling Kid's mouth up, fully covering it with his own, diving in for a real kiss. One he gave himself to fully, unable to pull away any longer.
Kid melted into Saguru's embrace, wrapping his arms completely around his new (well, soon-to-be) lover's neck, body pressed oh so eagerly and willingly against the detective, drifting away on the best kisses he had ever experienced.
Slow. He could do slow. It would end up causing him more frustration and annoyance than he was used to, but...it would be worth it. Saguru wasn't some gibbering fan boy or classmate that he could easily seduce and throw away when he was done with them.
Saguru was...different. And that would end up making all the difference in the end. Kid wasn't one to waste his time, not on a heist, and not with playmates. And if the kisses were this mind-blowing, imagine the rest of Saguru.
They stood on Saguru's front porch for an unknown amount of time, simply enjoying the pure pleasure of exploring each other's mouths. Kid finally pulled away with a final nip, before sending the exhausted detective inside before Saguru fell asleep right there on the porch.
Heading for home it was dawn that greeted Kid as he slipped into the house Kaito (and now Kid) shared with the female Kuroba. He checked to make sure his 'mom' wasn't awake, before brushing his teeth and heading for the work room, checking over the plans that were spread out for the next heist. Jii had obviously stopped by, as there was a shiny new stack of razor blades just waiting to be turned into semi lethal weapons.
Smiling, Kid patted the plans fondly before heading for the safe buried under books, behind the car that he had no use for. He spun the dial and opened it, pausing for a moment to watch the dim light play over the facets in the Hope Diamond before putting in tonight's heist, seven Senet playing pieces he would have to check tomorrow night.
He closed the safe and stood, stretching out his body. School started in two hours and it wouldn't do for him to be late and screw up Kaito's record. It was a trade off he had, for this moment of freedom, he had to keep up his other half's life and keep it up reasonably well. It was annoying at times, being Kaito when he would rather be working on plans and tricks.
But it was worth it, to keep Kaito smiling.
He could feel his other half tickling at the back of his brain. Kaito still had no idea what was going on, what HAD been going on. Kid had made sure of that when he was first born, nine years ago. That was his job after all, to protect his other half. Not that Kaito was weak, far from it. But the boy was a sensitive soul, and Kid would do anything to protect that. To keep Kaito pure and innocent...and more importantly, UN-HARMED.
Kid's lips pulled back in an unconscious growl at the thought of the men out to hurt his charge. He would do what he had to, to protect his little magician, and although Kid generally played by Kaito's rules, there were sacrifices he was willing to make, to keep the silent promise he made to Kaito.
Yawning, Kid forced back up the block between his and Kaito's consciousness, heading up the stairs and out of the work room, intending to finish Kaito's homework before he had to get to class. Maybe he could grab a cup of coffee before he had to get to school...coffee would be very, very good after such a long night.
--
“Excuse me,” Akako said, just as her arm lashed out, nearly clothes lining Kid as he walked down the hall. Aoko blinked, before looking curiously at the witch, wondering what was going on. Akako smiled sweetly at the girl, her arm wrapping around Kid's shoulder's, holding him in place. “I need to borrow him for a moment, excuse us?”
Aoko nodded, giving Kid a smile before she turned to head towards their class. Akako watched her go for a moment before placing her hands on Kid's shoulder's and turning him around, marching him down the hall and back out the front doors. She didn't release him until they were in the shade between two buildings, out of sight of others. Kid raised a curious eyebrow at her, leaning against the wall, studying the witch warily.
He was never sure what to expect when the girl was involved. She had done everything from be-spelling him, to helping him out, to attempted seduction of his other half. Who knew what other tricks the girl had up her sleeves. “Yes?” he finally asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
“It's not like you, to hang around this long.” she said, leaning against the wall herself, staring up at the clear blue sky above them. Kid didn't comment, but she didn't really expect one. Instead she reached down into her book bag, pulling out a deck of tarot cards.
“You need help,” she said, shuffling through the deck, examining each picture before moving onto the next. She glanced at Kid out of the corner of her eye as the thief shifted, uncomfortable with the conversation.
Kid turned, watching her study the cards before shaking his head. “I'm fine, Little Miss, but thank you for the advice.” he turned to go, but froze at her next words.
“You need...someone you can trust.” she said, watching the back in front of her freeze, muscles tensing.
Kid flashed back to the night before, and his conversation with Hakuba. He turned, not looking at Akako, though his attention was definitely on her as he stared at the ground. “And just what, prey tell, do I need that for?”
“To save you.” she said simply, selecting three cards from the deck and turning to face him. “The game is changing, my thief, and no single person can do this alone.” Kid turned and she held up the three cards, gesturing for him to take them.
Kid accepted the tarot cards, and stared down at the unfamiliar pictures. One was of a girl, opening a golden box, mist swirling around her, the other was of shadowy figures, their black forms sending chills down his spine that he tried to suppress. And the third, was a simple blood stained that looked disturbingly real. He looked up at Akako, tightening his grip on the cards to keep his hands from trembling. “These are not standard cards, Little Miss.”
“No, they are not.” she said and shrugged elegantly. “Some nights, extras just appear as I'm playing with them. Lucifer said you might find them...useful.” She reached out, brushing a long, red painted finger gently down Kid's cheek. “Trust him, my thief. He can help you.”
“Why are you doing this?” Kid asked, perplexed about her reasons. Akako had been chasing him so long, saving his skin for her own purpose that for her to be giving him advice to put himself in the hands of one of the very men bent on destroying him confused him.
He almost stepped back, as her arms went around his neck, but instead of the usual come on he expected, he was surprised as she buried her face in his chest, shoulders trembling. He could feel her tears against his skin as they wet his shirt and he reached down, wrapping his arms around her, holding her.
“I'm scared,” she finally said, raising her face up to his, still wrapped in the embrace. Her voice was strong, eyes clear. If it wasn't for the drying tracks on her cheeks he would have sworn the tears had been imagined. “I'm scared by what I see, Kid. I can't imagine life without you...either of you, in it. But that's all I see. If...if this saves you, if this keeps you here, then I will gladly push you into his arms.”
Kid smiled softly, brushing his thumb against her cheek. “Don't worry, Little Miss, we will always be here for you to tease.” he said softly, before bending, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. He gave her a final, gentle squeeze before stepping out of her arms, taking her hand instead. He stared down at the tarot cards in his hand before shaking his hand, the three cards vanishing.
“I will think about your words.” he said, not looking at her, instead staring at the building's wall. “But I can't just...”
“I know,” Akako said, squeezing the hand in hers. “But try.” She smiled at him and Kid smiled back, pulling her from the shadows and into the light as the bells rang for class, causing them both to run, laughing as they tried not to trip, still holding onto each other.
--
Kid had never been one for touching someone. It wasn't that he shied away from it, in fact his body craved it, but his job required a minimal contact approach and any time he COULD touch someone, Kaito was usually in control of their body by then.
He could feel an itching, just under his skin, out of the range of any normal means of satisfying it. It had started sometime the night before, after he had left Saguru off at the mansion, abating while he held Akako's hand, before returning with a vengeance when he released her.
He was confused by the crawling sensation, struggling against an instinctual urge to reach out and run his fingers through Aoko's hair, or to touch Saguru's arm.
Their class was currently consumed by an art project, some banner they were supposed to be making to welcome a new teacher or something...he hadn't been paying attention. Which was probably why he had been drafted to do the calligraphy. He chewed absently on the end of the brush, watching as Saguru leaned over to add more yellow to the sun Aoko had drawn. His eyes traveled slowly down his boyfriend's back, a smile quirking his lips as he studied the body so nicely laid out before him, a streak of possessiveness running through him.
He had seen, one or two or five of the girls in their class watching Saguru during the day, and it was hard to clamp down on the urge to put a verbal or physical claim on the boy for all to see. He had toyed with the idea of drawing on the back of Saguru's neck, marking him as property of the Kaitou Kid, but he didn't think the idea would go over well.
Instead, he leaned over when no one was paying attention to them, blowing on the back of Saguru's neck, causing the detective to jerk slightly, a splash of yellow traveling over the carpet next to the paper they were working on.
Kid smiled and glanced up for a moment before leaning further down and placing the gentlest of nips right at the base of Saguru's neck. “Meet me after school,” he breathed into Saguru's ear, his hand trailing down Saguru's arm, the itching in his body receding as he caressed the warm flesh through Saguru's uniform shirt.
He wondered how much trouble it would be, to simply roll Saguru over and devour him on the carpet.
Saguru turned his head, glaring at Kid but nodded, pushing his body back, ignoring the yelp from the thief whom almost had a detective in his lap, their upper bodies pressed tightly together. “Only if you stop molesting me in public,” Saguru said under his breath, lips barley moving as he studied the banner intently.
Kid smiled, leaning even closer, resting his chin on Saguru's shoulder. “But you yelp so nicely.” he said, licking Saguru's ear before looking completely innocent, a wide space suddenly between them as Aoko looked up, giggling at the red rose painted on Kid's cheek, courtesy of Akako.
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Kid hissed as he was suddenly pushed back against the cold metal of the stall. Raising his head he smiled at the hungry golden brown eyes above him. A hand touched this neck and jaw, tilting his head up as lips slid over his, hard and insistent. He groaned, eagerly opening his mouth to the kiss, burying his hands in silken blond strand, pressing harder against the body over his.
Saguru's tounge slid out, slipping between the parted lips to explore the domain offered to him. At the first taste, Kaito growled softly, his hands clenching in the strands covering them, nails scrapping lightly over the detective's scalp. His own tounge slipped into play, eager to chase down the rich, sweet taste that had found his tounge.
The pair dueled lightly for dominance, each eager to explore the territory they conquered only to be faced once more with a battle. Saguru's hands slid down, gripping Kid's thighs before lifting him, pressing the lithe thief harder against the wall as those legs that he had too often fantasized about wrapped easily around his hips.
Kid locked his legs around each other, tightening his hold, pressing Saguru's body against his as his mouth moved away from the blond's and down his jaw, finding the pulse of Saguru's neck and sucking eagerly, licking and nibbling on the flesh. As Saguru's hips ground against his he gave a whimpering mewl, head pulling back, staring into the detective's eyes as he pushed back, smiling at the growl he pulled from the other teen.
It was such a turn on, to watch the detective lose that perfect cool. He pulled Saguru's head down, eager for another kiss, another taste of the too sweet detective, growling fiercely as the bell rang, shattering their bubble of heat.
Whimpering as he was unwound from Saguru, he allowed himself to be placed back on the floor, glaring at the wall across from him, panting softly. He pouted as Saguru tilted his head up, causing the detective to chuckle as he placed a small, soft kiss on Kid's already bruised lips before stepping back and unlocking the stall door.
Kid watched Saguru walk away, sighing. Eyes narrowed as he watched the detective pull a foil wrapped package from his pocket, open it, and break off something inside. Rich, dark chocolate came free of the bar, and Kid watched hungrily as another piece was slid past Hakuba's kiss reddened lips before the bathroom door swung shut, blocking the sight.
Leaning back, Kid let his head hit the metal wall behind him, pouting again. It wasn't fair, for Hakuba to leave him with just a taste of the bitter sweet.
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The dinner Kid choose was crowded and loud. Saguru wrinkled his nose before following the brunette to a table, sitting across from the thief. He understood the need for the noise and people, not only for their secrecy, but because something in Kid NEEDED crowds and madness. He unbuttoned his jacket, letting it slide from his shoulder, before grabbing the menu.
Kid did the same across from him, though those thoughtful blue eyes seemed to be staring at him over the menu, rather then reading it. Saguru selected a meal that would be both warm and keep him going for the paperwork he had to get through that night before setting his menu aside, noticing Kid had given up the main menu in favor of the desert list.
Orders placed and drinks delivered, Saguru studied Kid, as he always did, before finally setting his lemonade aside. “So why are we here?” he asked, resting his elbow on the table and his chin in his palm. “You can't molest me here, and I doubt there is anything worth stealing.”
Kid made a face at that, crossing his legs under the table, brushing his foot over Saguru's leg, smiling as he watched the blond jump. “I came to talk, and invited you to listen.”
“And if I hadn't accepted?”
“I would be talking to myself.” Kid said breezily. He flicked his wrist and a large card appeared between his fingers. “What does this remind you of?”
Saguru took the tarot card, studying it for a moment before placing it on the table between them. “Koizumi-kun.” he said, which was what the card had first made him think of, before he studied it more intently. “It reminds me of the Greek legend of Pandora. She opened a box that unleashed the hells upon the world.”
Kid nodded, sipping his coffee, grateful for the caffeine entering his system. “Without her curiosity, the world would have been perfect, pure and boring.”
Saguru raised an eyebrow at this interpretation, but remained silent, concluding that Kid had more to say on the subject. Instead he sipped his drink, watching the thief closely, ignoring the foot that was agitatedly moving up and down his calf. It wasn't a seduction, more that Kid NEEDED that contact, and Saguru wasn't going to deny it, when it felt nice to have the touch.
“The name of Pandora has been used for many things through out the years, bands, games, books...and a gem.” Kid said, not looking at Saguru, but instead staring out the window, watching the people rushing by the diner.
That peaked Saguru's interest, more then an ancient legend. Gem's were Kid's stock and trade. And now there was one hanging around named Pandora, based after a woman whom doomed mankind to suffering.
“I'm looking for her,” Kid said, turning his attention back to Hakuba, crossing his arms over his chest, closing off as he spoke. “As are others. You may know them, they like to go hunting at night for hang gliding thieves.”
“The shadows,” Saguru said and Kid nodded, sipping his coffee again. Saguru mulled this over in his mind, connecting pieces that previously didn't attach together. “But why are you searching for it? What purpose could one gem serve?”
Kid stared at him, frozen mid sip before lowering the cup, eyes still boring in to Saguru's, looking as if he almost questioned Saguru's sanity. “Because they're willing to kill for it.”
Saguru's hand tightened into a fist, a memory of a blood soaked balcony surfacing. “But why you, why not leave this to the police, those better equipped and skilled to handle this?”
Kid gave a small smile, uncrossing his arms and leaning on the table, his cheek in his hand. “You and the police can't even catch an phantom thief..how could you catch a far reaching mob?”
Saguru gave him a dirty look at this and pushed Kid's elbow, causing the thief to almost hit the table.
TBC
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