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[DC/MK] The Mop Girl and the Kaitou * ch2: themes 4,5,6
Title: The Mop Girl and the Kaitou
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lucathia_rykatu
Pairing: Kuroba Kaito x Nakamori Aoko
Fandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Themes: 4. our distance and that person, 5. ano sa, 6. the space between dream and reality
Disclaimer: DC/MK both belong to Aoyoma Gosho.
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30_kisses, ficjournal, and ffnet
chapter 2
4. our distance and that person
Hakuba Saguru flipped open his pocket watch, his hand on his chin as he contemplated Kid’s actions.
“It’s been two months, one week, three days, eleven hours, ten minutes, forty-four and half of a second since Kid last announced his intention to steal a jewel,” mused Hakuba to himself. The blond British detective snapped his watch close. Why had Kid refrained from stealing for such a long period? And why did he decide to steal again at this particular time? Like usual, Hakuba wanted to know why. But would he ever be able to fathom the mind of a thief?
He ran over the words from Kid’s card, which he had received as a copy from the police force. Kid usually stated the time, the place, and the item that he was going to steal in his cards. Hakuba was pretty certain that Kid had given them all the clues they needed this time as well. He had done some quick research in the morning before coming to class, discovering that the Minamino family in Osaka possessed a red jewel called “the Last Dawn.” No doubt Kid had his eyes on that jewel.
Again, Hakuba wondered why Kid was so fascinated with jewels.
He shook his head to his own question as a set of giggles reached his ears. He didn’t need to look up to know that the class gossip, Momoi Keiko, was currently trying to pry information out of one Nakamori Aoko. There was little chance that the blonde girl would pass up the chance of squealing over Kuroba’s comment from the day before.
Really, Kuroba was so tactless at times. He practically invited the class’s attention. Even worse, he reveled in it. Hakuba would never have said something as embarrassing as what Kuroba had said. Hakuba would have thought that Japanese people were more conservative about kisses and whatnot.
Glancing at Nakamori’s red face, however, Hakuba knew that not all parties involved in yesterday’s chase enjoyed the embarrassing attention.
Didn’t Kuroba know that embarrassing Nakamori was not a good idea?
5. "ano sa" ("hey, you know....")
She tried to stifle her giggles when the teacher glanced her way, but really, she couldn’t help it.
What Kaito had said to Aoko the day before entirely convinced her that Kaito felt something for Aoko. Keiko squirmed in the seat as the teacher droned on, impatience overcoming her. She was dying to know what Aoko thought about Kaito’s words. Aoko had been so flustered--it was so cute! Kaito, on the other hand, just kept flashing his wide grin at anyone who glanced his way. Keiko hadn’t had the chance to confront Aoko the day before, since her friend had shot straight home after class.
Keiko wasn’t about to let Aoko do the same thing today.
She was Aoko’s best friend! Best friends shared everything!
Besides, Aoko and Kaito had walked to school together today again. Normal childhood friends, like what Aoko claimed they were, wouldn’t do that every single day! It was time that she gave both of them a little push in the right direction.
“Aoko~! Come on, don’t tell me that your heart didn’t flutter just a little when Kaito said that he’d rather you kissed him.”
The dark-haired girl didn’t stop stuffing her books into her book bag, though her blush deepened.
“I won’t tell you then,” muttered Aoko.
Keiko pursed her lips. What a time for Aoko’s stubbornness to kick in. “Ano sa, Aoko, if you don’t do anything about it, Kaito’s going to be stolen away.”
Aoko paused momentarily before forcibly stuffing her last book away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Keiko sighed. Must she state everything so clearly? “Aoko isn’t the only one interested in Kaito.”
“I’m not-”
“Don’t say you’re not interested in him! You’ll only be lying to yourself. Anyway, I haven’t finished yet. What I’m trying to say is that, well, Kaito is quite popular, in case you haven’t noticed.”
Aoko sighed. “Fine, I’ll tell you about yesterday.”
Keiko grinned. Aoko had just admitted that Kaito was indeed popular. It was a small step, but Keiko was determined to make Aoko realize more than just that.
6. the space between dream and reality
She was the class beauty, there was no doubt about that. That was the reality, though no one knew her true nature except for a select few.
Koizumi Akako brushed her hair away from her shoulder. It shimmered as it settled against her back. She could hear dreamy sighs from the classmates behind her. They were most likely dazzled by her beauty.
She blew a kiss to one of her admirers, who almost fainted.
There was no guy in the entire world who could resist her beauty or say no to her demands.
Except for the elusive Kaitou Kid.
But even though Kid was supposed to be the only one resistant to her charms, she had discovered that one of her classmates never fell for her beauty either. She watched that classmate saunter out of the classroom, wide grin plastered on his face, arms carelessly behind his head.
She had easily put the facts together. There was no doubt in her reasoning. She had even helped him out of a few tight spots herself. Without her, he would have already been caught.
Giggles reached her ear, breaking her concentration. The class gossip was still teasing Nakamori about the incident from yesterday. They giggled together like two normal teenage girls. Well, Akako supposed that was what they were.
Akako didn’t like to admit it, but Nakamori Aoko, who was as plain as any girl could get, was the very reason why she could never win over Kaitou Kid.
It was ironic that Akako was one of the few who knew of the problem that existed in Nakamori and Kuroba’s relationship. She doubted that even Hakuba saw as clearly as she did. For even though Hakuba suspected him, he wasn’t one hundred percent sure like she was.
“He’s going to do it again tonight, isn’t he,” murmured Akako. Even though no one alerted her of Kid’s calling card, her own information lines were even more intricate than the policemen’s. She wondered if she should make an appearance at the scene of action this time around, but all it took was one glance at the blushing Nakamori before she made up her mind.
Kaitou Kid, though a master at stealing, was still a novice at matters of the heart.
She’ll let the Kid muddle his way through this obstacle on his own.
----to be continued----
Next up: themes 7. superstar, 8. our own world, 9. dash
Perhaps I should write these themes one by one and not three at a time. I'm getting nowhere with these. Still have...24 more to go!
Author:
lucathia_rykatuPairing: Kuroba Kaito x Nakamori Aoko
Fandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Themes: 4. our distance and that person, 5. ano sa, 6. the space between dream and reality
Disclaimer: DC/MK both belong to Aoyoma Gosho.
Archive:
30_kisses, ficjournal, and ffnetchapter 2
4. our distance and that person
Hakuba Saguru flipped open his pocket watch, his hand on his chin as he contemplated Kid’s actions.
“It’s been two months, one week, three days, eleven hours, ten minutes, forty-four and half of a second since Kid last announced his intention to steal a jewel,” mused Hakuba to himself. The blond British detective snapped his watch close. Why had Kid refrained from stealing for such a long period? And why did he decide to steal again at this particular time? Like usual, Hakuba wanted to know why. But would he ever be able to fathom the mind of a thief?
He ran over the words from Kid’s card, which he had received as a copy from the police force. Kid usually stated the time, the place, and the item that he was going to steal in his cards. Hakuba was pretty certain that Kid had given them all the clues they needed this time as well. He had done some quick research in the morning before coming to class, discovering that the Minamino family in Osaka possessed a red jewel called “the Last Dawn.” No doubt Kid had his eyes on that jewel.
Again, Hakuba wondered why Kid was so fascinated with jewels.
He shook his head to his own question as a set of giggles reached his ears. He didn’t need to look up to know that the class gossip, Momoi Keiko, was currently trying to pry information out of one Nakamori Aoko. There was little chance that the blonde girl would pass up the chance of squealing over Kuroba’s comment from the day before.
Really, Kuroba was so tactless at times. He practically invited the class’s attention. Even worse, he reveled in it. Hakuba would never have said something as embarrassing as what Kuroba had said. Hakuba would have thought that Japanese people were more conservative about kisses and whatnot.
Glancing at Nakamori’s red face, however, Hakuba knew that not all parties involved in yesterday’s chase enjoyed the embarrassing attention.
Didn’t Kuroba know that embarrassing Nakamori was not a good idea?
5. "ano sa" ("hey, you know....")
She tried to stifle her giggles when the teacher glanced her way, but really, she couldn’t help it.
What Kaito had said to Aoko the day before entirely convinced her that Kaito felt something for Aoko. Keiko squirmed in the seat as the teacher droned on, impatience overcoming her. She was dying to know what Aoko thought about Kaito’s words. Aoko had been so flustered--it was so cute! Kaito, on the other hand, just kept flashing his wide grin at anyone who glanced his way. Keiko hadn’t had the chance to confront Aoko the day before, since her friend had shot straight home after class.
Keiko wasn’t about to let Aoko do the same thing today.
She was Aoko’s best friend! Best friends shared everything!
Besides, Aoko and Kaito had walked to school together today again. Normal childhood friends, like what Aoko claimed they were, wouldn’t do that every single day! It was time that she gave both of them a little push in the right direction.
“Aoko~! Come on, don’t tell me that your heart didn’t flutter just a little when Kaito said that he’d rather you kissed him.”
The dark-haired girl didn’t stop stuffing her books into her book bag, though her blush deepened.
“I won’t tell you then,” muttered Aoko.
Keiko pursed her lips. What a time for Aoko’s stubbornness to kick in. “Ano sa, Aoko, if you don’t do anything about it, Kaito’s going to be stolen away.”
Aoko paused momentarily before forcibly stuffing her last book away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Keiko sighed. Must she state everything so clearly? “Aoko isn’t the only one interested in Kaito.”
“I’m not-”
“Don’t say you’re not interested in him! You’ll only be lying to yourself. Anyway, I haven’t finished yet. What I’m trying to say is that, well, Kaito is quite popular, in case you haven’t noticed.”
Aoko sighed. “Fine, I’ll tell you about yesterday.”
Keiko grinned. Aoko had just admitted that Kaito was indeed popular. It was a small step, but Keiko was determined to make Aoko realize more than just that.
6. the space between dream and reality
She was the class beauty, there was no doubt about that. That was the reality, though no one knew her true nature except for a select few.
Koizumi Akako brushed her hair away from her shoulder. It shimmered as it settled against her back. She could hear dreamy sighs from the classmates behind her. They were most likely dazzled by her beauty.
She blew a kiss to one of her admirers, who almost fainted.
There was no guy in the entire world who could resist her beauty or say no to her demands.
Except for the elusive Kaitou Kid.
But even though Kid was supposed to be the only one resistant to her charms, she had discovered that one of her classmates never fell for her beauty either. She watched that classmate saunter out of the classroom, wide grin plastered on his face, arms carelessly behind his head.
She had easily put the facts together. There was no doubt in her reasoning. She had even helped him out of a few tight spots herself. Without her, he would have already been caught.
Giggles reached her ear, breaking her concentration. The class gossip was still teasing Nakamori about the incident from yesterday. They giggled together like two normal teenage girls. Well, Akako supposed that was what they were.
Akako didn’t like to admit it, but Nakamori Aoko, who was as plain as any girl could get, was the very reason why she could never win over Kaitou Kid.
It was ironic that Akako was one of the few who knew of the problem that existed in Nakamori and Kuroba’s relationship. She doubted that even Hakuba saw as clearly as she did. For even though Hakuba suspected him, he wasn’t one hundred percent sure like she was.
“He’s going to do it again tonight, isn’t he,” murmured Akako. Even though no one alerted her of Kid’s calling card, her own information lines were even more intricate than the policemen’s. She wondered if she should make an appearance at the scene of action this time around, but all it took was one glance at the blushing Nakamori before she made up her mind.
Kaitou Kid, though a master at stealing, was still a novice at matters of the heart.
She’ll let the Kid muddle his way through this obstacle on his own.
----to be continued----
Next up: themes 7. superstar, 8. our own world, 9. dash
Perhaps I should write these themes one by one and not three at a time. I'm getting nowhere with these. Still have...24 more to go!
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I've never heard it (or heard of it) before! D:
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