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Magician\'s Waltz	By : VisageWriters Category: +. to F > Detective Conan/Case Closed Views: 2736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Seven: Alone Inside
To be alone is to be different, to be different is to be alone.
-Suzanne Gordon
Saguru stepped closer to the milky white mirror, watching the black figure sliding round and round on the shining surface. Metal blades cut into the ice as he stepped onto it, eyes never leaving Kaito, drinking in each movement the boy made.
Kaito's movements were slow, graceful. He pushed his leg back into an arabesque, sliding easily around the rink as his right foot moved forward, wrapping around his left to touch the ice, body spinning gracefully before leaning forward as his left leg moved back into a second arabesque.
Saguru moved slowly forward, barley pushing, simply gliding, turning his feet to follow Kaito as the boy started picking up speed, skating a backwards U around Saguru before suddenly taking to the air, a black raven spinning.
The detective watched, turning along with the other boy, counting the rotations or 'axles'. Three. A triple.
Kaito landed and white flared out behind him. In between one blink and the next, Kaito was gone and Kid was standing there, sliding towards the detective, taking Saguru's hand as he passed, pulling him along.
�You can't ice skate,� Saguru breathed and pulled on the hand around his.
Kid smiled, turning smoothly, falling back as Saguru pulled. He wrapped an arm around the blond's waist, skating easily backwards, feet falling in rhythm to his partner's. �I know,�
Saguru wrapped an arm around Kid's waist, staring down into those violet eyes, pushing his partner across the ice, their movements both slow and quick, alternating as needed. Each turn, each spin sent the world around them into a blur, colouring the air as he continued his staring contest.
�Why do you do this to me?� Saguru asked, turning them to the left, opposite the direction they had been moving, using their speed to adjust to the abrupt change of direction.
Kid closed his eyes to block out the nausea surfacing from the constant changing background. �Do what, Tantei-san?� he asked softly, opening his eyes again and instead of the background, focusing on Saguru's nose.
�Confuse me.� Saguru said before leaning Kid backwards. The thief's leg moved upwards, still following Saguru's, which was now in an arabesque. He would have awnsered, except his lips were suddenly stilled, Saguru's sliding over them easily.
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Saguru awoke with a gasp, un-casted hand clutching at the hospital sheets. He raised the trembling hand to his lips, pressing it against them, before wincing, pressing the hand to his head, over his right eye. Squeezing his eyes shut he raised his knees and rested his head against them, wanting to cry from each stab of pain in his head.
His casted hand reached out blindly, knocking several things over his bedside table before finally managing to get the top drawer open. He fished around before pulling out a small bottle, opening it with his teeth. His head moved away from his legs as he tilted it back, liquid splashing into his mouth and down his throat.
He grimaced at the taste, gagging slightly before pulling the now half empty bottle away from his lips, setting it aside, coughing. There was nothing in the world that could rid you of the taste of liquefied acetylsalicylic acid.
�You know, an overdose of aspirin can cause highly nasty side effects,� a voice said from the window and Saguru flipped off the speaker without looking up from his knees, whimpering at another flash of pain.
Kid hopped down from his seat and moved across the room. He took Saguru's pillows and tossed them aside before sliding behind the teen, reaching gloved hands up and gently removing the hand clamped to the temple.
Using the tips of his fingers he started massaging in slow, even circles, watching as Saguru's shoulder's relaxed from the tense state, drooping slightly. The pair were silent, simply existing as Kid worked out the pained blood vessels, promoting blood to flow through them.
�You..� Saguru started before quieting for a minute. �Kaito Kid, are under arrest, as dictated...ooo, right there..� he muttered, more to his left knee then Kid.
Kid smiled from behind him and continued rubbing the sore point. As Saguru's breathing evened out he slid his hands back, one falling on Saguru's barley clothed hip, the other brushing through the detective's bangs. �Better?� he asked, breath ghosting over Saguru's neck, causing goose flesh to raise up.
Saguru nodded sleepily, his eyes closed, almost ready to fall back asleep. He opened them however, as his head was turned and lifted up. Warm lips pressed against his and his eyes fluttered shut again. He shouldn't' have been doing this. He shouldn't have been enjoying this.
But should and shouldn't didn't really have a place in a teenage brain when it was flooded with hormones and instead he opened his mouth, a groan sliding out as a tounge slipped in. He raised his left hand before stilling it, the heavy weight of his cast reminding him that it wasn't exactly a good idea to move it near someone's head.
Switching hands, he reached up and removed Kid's top hat, tossing it aside before burring his fingers into the thick, wild strands that had always taunted him, massaging Kid's scalp. The action drew a groan from the thief and teeth bit lightly tounge on his tounge before the thief's own moved to run over the organ, caressing it.
The hand on Saguru's hip slid down his thigh, before pushing up the night shirt he was wearing, sliding over bare skin, drawing moans from the detective's throat. The feel of the gloves sliding over his naked skin had been imagined before, but nothing compared to the reality of the sensation.
As they kissed, tounges entwining, exploring, the gloved hand slid higher, not bothering to tease or investigate, a single goal in mind. A chuckle spilled into Saguru's mouth as the thief discovered Saguru's under garments, or rather lack of, sliding across his pelvis to grasp the teen, slowly stroking.
Saguru pulled away from the kiss with a gasp, his first thought to stop Kid, his second, and the one he followed, to simply give in. He was a detective, a man of law and order, but underneath that he was a seventeen year old boy, with all the hormones, wants and desires there in. And for too long he had suppressed those desires, locked them down under a cold, hard shell.
They were finally spilling forth, brought to life in small gasps and soft moans.
Kid quieted him as best he could, while still drawing them south with the movements of his hand. The thief was panting softly, watching Saguru's face hungrily as the detective whimpered, hand tightening on Kid's thigh. It was starting to drive the thief crazy.
He slowed his hand, before stilling it completely. Saguru whimpered, cloudy eyes raising up to Kid, silently begging. Kid kissed Saguru deeply, pushing him back against the bed as his small form moved over the larger teen, tounge thrusting into Saguru's mouth as their bodies pressed tightly together.
Kid released Saguru's lips and moved slowly down his body, touching every bit he could as he slid down until he was at the foot of the bed, staring up at Saguru who watched. Sheet pushed aside, Kid leaned forward, licking his lips before surrounding Saguru, causing the teen to fall completely back with a gasp.
As Kid's head bobbed, mouth following well practiced movements designed to completely destroy Saguru's brain, he idly watched the results, a smile quirking the corners of his lips as he thought of the situation, and wondered how Saguru would react to it when he was fully functioning on all levels again.
After all, it wasn't every night one was sucked off by an internationally wanted criminal.
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Kaito opened his eyes and groaned, wanting to curl back up and fall asleep again instead of facing the day before him. He grimaced and sat up, yawning. As his mouth closed again his nose wrinkled and he stuck his tounge out, going cross eyed as his stared down at his nose, trying to look at it.
His mouth tasted disgustingly salty.
Sliding out of bed, he stretched, making his way to the bathroom, kicking the door shut as he heard his mother stir in her room. After taking care of the necessary morning activities, he grabbed his sparkly pink toothbrush and set about ridding himself of the horrid taste in his mouth, humming absently as he brushed everything from his molars to his tounge.
He opened the door and headed back to his room, still brushing, grabbing his clothes for the day, setting them on the bed. He grabbed a bottle of water and took a mouthful, swishing it around before spitting out his window, tossing his toothbrush into the bottle and shaking it before stripping down.
He frowned at the red marks on his chest and shoulders, wondering what had scratched him before shrugging and dressing. The doorbell rang as he finished buttoning his pants. He headed downstairs, trying to get his shirt over his head.
He opened the door, blind from the shirt (his head was trying to go through the arm hole), and moved aside to let the Aoko shapped person in, head finally finding the right hole and sliding through the t-shirt.
Aoko was staring at him and he blinked. �What?� he asked, confused.
�Who scratched you?� she asked, pointing to the marks visible.
Kaito moved to the hall mirror and stared at his reflection, realizing the scratches resembled fingernail marks. �No idea...� he said and frowned more, tilting his head and staring at the hickey on his neck. He quickly clamped his hand to it, making it look like he was rubbing his neck.
�Be right back.� he mumbled, waving Aoko towards the kitchen in a silent offer of a drink before dashing upstairs. He grabbed his make up kid and started putting foundation on his neck, highly confused and disturbed.
When he went to sleep, his neck had been markless.
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�Hakuba-kun!� Aoko called happily as she all but bounced into the detective's room. The teen was being released today and the girl had come to pick him up, along with Kaito, since his father was busy with a case.
Saguru smiled at Aoko, giving her his best bow, attempting to finish buttoning his shirt at the same time. �Aoko-chan, thank you for coming.�
�Thank you for asking.� she replied with a grin before moving to finish his packing while the teen finished dressing.
Kaito saluted the blond detective, curious by the pale pink blush now staining Saguru's cheeks when the teen looked at him. Interesting that.
�Ah, Hakuba-kun, dad wanted me to tell you that he got a report back on that necklace.�
�And?� he asked, turning away from Kaito, mind returning to business.
�It's a fake.� she said, stilling her movements, looking at the detective.
�WHAT?!�
�It's not the Hope Diamond...Kid gave you a fake. The real diamond is still missing.�
Saguru sat down heavily on the bed, staring at the girl, confused and angry. Where was the diamond...and why had Kid not returned it yet?
Kaito frowned at this bit of news, toying with the deerstalker cap on Sherlock's' head. The imposter had stolen the Hope Diamond and now had not returned it, smearing his name in the mud. He was starting to get pissed off about this whole mess. He wanted to know who was using his name so he could teach them the ramifications of such an action.
�When I get my hands on that...that...THEIF, I'm going to rip him apart.� Hakuba said heatedly, ignoring the looks from the two with him.
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There is a place she guards, she feels she's all alone inside.
One day she lost her soul, now this place she calls her home.
She stands above the mass, and watches with no head attached.
A snake is wrapped around her feet, a slab of rock is now her bed.
It's quiet, there's a haunting from the high wind, although no one likes it, they're dying, trying to get in Offer her a flower and place it just right, one by one there are ten to touch, to touch them left to right
Watch out, she says, Watch out, I'm watching out for you, I know, I said, I know.
Don't you know she wants you to survive, careful what you go and do tonight.
There's darkness behind every door, are you willing, are you willing to follow me blind?
Every moment that you might steal, the lonely places can reveal, the only way to win at this little game now, is to know your enemy and to trust who you can.
There's evil, there's madness behind those baby blues, he's pulling all the strings, he knows just what to do. There's no place to worry and no place to hide, watch out, or you might be taking your last, paddy ride
I know, I say, I know, I'm on my way to you (Tantei-san).
Saguru stared at the note pinned to his bedroom door with a knife, the grinning drawing at the bottom teasing him. Aoko gasped behind him and Kaito growled, causing his best friend to look at him with raised eyebrows.
TBC
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