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Magician\'s Waltz	By : VisageWriters Category: +. to F > Detective Conan/Case Closed Views: 2736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan - Case Closed, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Six: Life's a Lemon
None of us are virgins, life has screwed us all �Unknown
The pale blue curtains ruffled in the breeze, curling around themselves before falling flat. A gloved hand pushed them aside, two dress shoe clad feet gently hitting the floor. Kid glanced around the room before turning and replacing the screen, closing the window.
He moved near silently across the tiled hospital room, towards the figure curled in the bed, clutching a shadow of a teddy bear close to him. Kid smiled softly, sadly, as he reached out, gently brushing a lock of tea coloured hair from a pale cheek.
�The moonlight suits you,� he whispered before bending, placing the softest of kisses on Saguru's cheek. He sighed and moved back, pulling a chair close to the bed before falling into the chair, staring at the figure on the bed in front of him. He studied the figure in the bed, his arm resting on his knee, chin on his hand.
�What have I done?� he asked the figure softly, not expecting an awnser. He went silent again, just listening to Saguru breath, each soft breath a re-assurance that things weren't as bad as they could have been...nearly had been.
�Would it help if I apologized? Would that fix everything?� He gave a bitter laugh and his face slid down, resting in the palm of his hand, shoulders shaking. It took several minutes to compose himself, a long, trembling breath that caught in his throat the only sound for a while.
Kid stood, sniffing, fighting against the emotions inside him before crossing to the foot of the bed. He lifted the medical chart, eyes rapidly moving across the pages, eager to see just what was wrong with his rival. To see what he had done.
The broken wrist was easy to figure out, but some of the other notes surprised him. He returned the clipboard to the hook on the bed and stared at the boy in the moonlight, a tear sliding down his cheek. �I AM sorry,� he whispered. �I...I would give anything to make you whole again.�
�You can start with the damn diamond.� Saguru said and raised an eyebrow as Kid jumped. The blond groaned and wiggled himself into a sitting position, trying not to use his casted arm. Glaring at the intruder, he sifted around until he was comfortable, sitting Sherlock in his lap, the bear being used as an ineffective shield against the white clad thief. �Why are you here, Kid?�
The thief shrugged, returning to his seat next to the bed, crossing his legs one over the other in a manner that made Saguru squirm uncomfortably. �Visiting.� he said simply, resting his chin in his hand again.
�I thought you did that already,� Saguru pointed out and glared harder, wishing the thief would burst into flames when he laughed.
�You DO need to get over this ideal that you know who I am, Hakuba-kun. I can promise you that I am in no way related to your cute little magician.� Kid said, giving Saguru a smile that just grew the harder the detective glared.
Saguru glared a moment more before his eyes suddenly widened and a hand clamped to his mouth. His body made a jerking motion and Kid was suddenly standing, a pale peach bucket in his hand. He set the bucket in front of Saguru just in time for the teen to vomit, wincing at the smell.
Kid frowned at his glove, wrinkling his nose before sliding it off, making sure not to touch anything not on his person as he slid the soiled glove into one pocket, pulling a fresh glove from the other. A silver ring on his hand glinted and Saguru took note of it as he retched again.
Kid slid on the fresh glove before heading into the room's bathroom. He ran a few paper towels under the faucet before wringing them out, returning to Saguru's side and placing the damp towels on the back of the teen's neck.
Saguru gave a glare instead of thanks, making the motions of vomiting again, whimpering as nothing came out. A few more dry heaves later and he fell back on the bed, giving another weak whimper. �I want my mum,� he whispered, squeezing his eyes shut against the rolling in his stomach.
Kid gave a sympathetic smile, taking the bucket into the bathroom. He returned, spraying a pocket sized air freshener around before tossing the empty canister into the can. He stared down at Saguru for a moment, reaching out to brush the blond's sweaty bangs back. �Look at me,� he said softly.
Saguru ignored him, keeping his eyes squeezed shut, trying not to whimper again, already kicking himself for allowing even the slightest weakness to show. His eyes shot open however as Kid's hand tightened and he glared up at the thief, only to be blinded by a pen light.
Kid made a humming noise as he shined the light in the blond's eyes, moving it slowly across Saguru's field of vision. He tisked and clicked the light off, returning it to his inner breast pocket. He then placed his hand over Saguru's eyes, forcing them closed. Resting his hand there for a moment, he pinched Saguru's nose as he moved his hand, causing the detective to growl.
�Your right pupil is far too large.� he said, sitting on the edge of the bed now that the detective was awake.
�Your fault,� Saguru said, keeping his eyes closed, finding the darkness better after having that damn light shone in them.
�That it is.� Kid said, not bothering to argue the truth. He had flipped Saguru into the marble floor, and even if he hadn't intended the boy to smack his head around, fact remained, he had and there was nothing that could be done about it.
Well, except the teen recovering of course.
�Still nauseous?�
�Every time I hear your voice.�
�Be nice,� Kid scolded and flicked Saguru's nose for being rude.
The pair went silent, simply sitting there, unsure what to do now. The silence was broken after a few minutes by a beeping in the dresser next to Saguru's bed. Kid jumped slightly and Saguru's eyes opened, both glancing at the dresser. Saguru moved to sit up but was stopped with a gloved hand to his chest. Kid leaned over and opened the drawer, pulling out a small travel alarm clock. He fiddled with it for a moment, the beeping finally shutting off. Returning the alarm clock to the drawer, he looked questioningly at the teen.
�I need to be woke up every hour,� Saguru explained. �It's set five minutes before so I'll be awake before the demonic women in white come in.�
�Ah,� Kid said, as if he understood completely. And considering what had happened to him a month ago, he just might have. The pair went silent again, the silence uncomfortable with all the things between them.
Kid however, wasn't quite content with the silence and suddenly leaned over, his lips pressed against Saguru's. He had done it to provoke a response in the other man, a teasing gesture that unfortunately provoked an entirely different reaction in himself. He found himself leaning in more, gently caressing Saguru's jaw, sliding down towards his neck, as his lips moved over the immobile ones beneath his own.
He pulled away shortly, blinking, staring at the clear blue eyes in front of him. �You need a breath mint.� he whispered, pulling back.
Saguru stared, unblinking at the thief, frozen in shock. His emotions tumbled through him, ranging from confusion, to lust, to a red hot anger that simmered under the surface of everything else. He had no idea what Kid's game was, but he was highly unwilling to be an active participant.
He already had a broken wrist, he wasn't going to sacrifice anything else to the white demon.
�Get off me,� he finally growled, settling on anger. He made a movement with his foot and Kid was suddenly on the floor, a metallic sound as the thief caught himself with his hands. Saguru leaned over the bed, wondering what the sound was (and hoping it was the monocle). Unfortunately the only thing he saw was Kid, cradling one of his wrists, twisting something under the jacket that Saguru couldn't' see.
Kid stood, pushing himself up with the arm he hadn't been cradling. He glanced at the door as the sound of footsteps approached before giving Saguru a low bow. �I do believe this is my cue to leave, monsieur detective.� he said with a grin. �I shall check up on you again, and bring you a better gift.�
He crossed over to the window as the steps grew closer and closer. Saguru struggled out of the bed, intent on going after the thief now that there was someone to back him up if things went wrong. As Kid was removing the screen, Saguru made it off the bed, grabbing his IV stand as he followed, the foot steps punctuating their movements.
The screen was off and Kid slipped out of it, onto the roof of the floor below them. He gave Saguru a wave before taking off at a run and throwing himself into the air. Saguru made it to the window just as the hang glider snapped out and caught the wind, saving the thief from a three story drop.
Saguru watched the white figure soar away, ignoring the nurse coming into the room behind him.
�Hakuba-kun! Get into bed this instant!� The nurse snapped, pulling the IV stand away from Saguru, forcing the blond to move with it unless he wanted the IV ripped out of his arm. He laid down on the bed, getting settled and allowing the nurse to fuss with his IV and blankets. He touched his fingers to his lips, a blush staining his cheeks as he remembered just what had occurred during the thief's visit.
He had just been kissed...by Kaitou Kid...
�You really shouldn't wear such a necklace to bed, Hakuba-kun.� the nurse said as she finished tucking Saguru in so tightly he could barely move. �You shouldn't even have it at the hospital. No idea how you suck it in.�
Saguru looked confusedly down at himself, mouth dropping open as he stared at the blue diamond resting against his chest. �That little shit!� he yelled, ignoring the nurse's look.
TBC
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