Picture Drabble #6
Title: PD #6
Rating: PG-13 (?)
Paring: Shinichi/Kid
Theme: none
Summary: How long has this been going on?
Warnings: kissing (?)
Note: http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=11937551
How long had this been going on?
Shinichi didn’t know anymore. But he also didn’t care.
He was waiting in an alleyway hidden by the shadows cast by the search lights. It was after a Kid heist. Long after a Kid heist. Nakamori had just told his men that Kid was gone and it was time to go.
He was waiting for This.
He had no other name for what was happening.
His statement had been taken long ago. Shinichi had no real reason to stay here any longer. Except for This. So here he was waiting in this dark alleyway. Waiting for a thief. A thief, the thief, the only thief that he cared about chasing.
Although he did not know how long this had been happening could remember how it started. When he had been Conan, the heists and the chase afterwards had been the first signs of friendship between them. The chase had been thrilling and both of them knew how the other would react.
Over time knowing how the other would react so well had saved both, Shinichi’s and Kid’s lives more than once.
When he had become Shinichi again, he had avoided heists, thinking that it was not his place to go chase Kid anymore.
Kid thought differently. He sent Shinichi a personal Kid notice after about three months of religiously not going to heists. Shinichi had no choice to show up, Although he was not truly protesting; he had missed the thrill of a heist.
That night was the first time This happened. And God, Shinichi loved it.
But this was tonight and Shinichi was still waiting.
“Ah ha, my favorite critic is wondering around a little late isn’t he?” said a smooth voice behind and above him. Shinichi turned around from where he had been watching the police clean up and smiled. Kid had arrived.
The man dressed in white dropped down from the fire escape where he had been lounging. Kid smirked and pulled at the tie that Shinichi wore. He pulled it off and wrapped it around his own neck, leaving Shinichi’s shirt gaping open.
“I’m old enough to be out on my own, Kid. It’s you who I would be worrying about.” Shinichi reached up and took off Kid’s top hat, letting it drop to the floor of the alleyway, and ran his fingers through the dark messy hair he leaned against the wall behind him.
The kaitou caught Shinichi’s hand pulled it over his head to press into the wall. His gloved hand intertwined fingers with Shinichi’s uncovered one. “Is that concern, I hear, Meitantei-kun?” Kid breathed as he leaned in right next to Shinichi’s ear. Kid had Shinichi pinned.
“Maybe it is, maybe it’s not. How are you going to find out?” Shinichi challenged. Kid smirked and looked into Shinichi’s eyes. Dark blue covered by a monocle met uncovered dark blue.
“Let me see.” And Kid kissed him. Shinichi didn’t stop him. This was why he was waiting after all.
Rating: PG-13 (?)
Paring: Shinichi/Kid
Theme: none
Summary: How long has this been going on?
Warnings: kissing (?)
Note: http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=11937551
How long had this been going on?
Shinichi didn’t know anymore. But he also didn’t care.
He was waiting in an alleyway hidden by the shadows cast by the search lights. It was after a Kid heist. Long after a Kid heist. Nakamori had just told his men that Kid was gone and it was time to go.
He was waiting for This.
He had no other name for what was happening.
His statement had been taken long ago. Shinichi had no real reason to stay here any longer. Except for This. So here he was waiting in this dark alleyway. Waiting for a thief. A thief, the thief, the only thief that he cared about chasing.
Although he did not know how long this had been happening could remember how it started. When he had been Conan, the heists and the chase afterwards had been the first signs of friendship between them. The chase had been thrilling and both of them knew how the other would react.
Over time knowing how the other would react so well had saved both, Shinichi’s and Kid’s lives more than once.
When he had become Shinichi again, he had avoided heists, thinking that it was not his place to go chase Kid anymore.
Kid thought differently. He sent Shinichi a personal Kid notice after about three months of religiously not going to heists. Shinichi had no choice to show up, Although he was not truly protesting; he had missed the thrill of a heist.
That night was the first time This happened. And God, Shinichi loved it.
But this was tonight and Shinichi was still waiting.
“Ah ha, my favorite critic is wondering around a little late isn’t he?” said a smooth voice behind and above him. Shinichi turned around from where he had been watching the police clean up and smiled. Kid had arrived.
The man dressed in white dropped down from the fire escape where he had been lounging. Kid smirked and pulled at the tie that Shinichi wore. He pulled it off and wrapped it around his own neck, leaving Shinichi’s shirt gaping open.
“I’m old enough to be out on my own, Kid. It’s you who I would be worrying about.” Shinichi reached up and took off Kid’s top hat, letting it drop to the floor of the alleyway, and ran his fingers through the dark messy hair he leaned against the wall behind him.
The kaitou caught Shinichi’s hand pulled it over his head to press into the wall. His gloved hand intertwined fingers with Shinichi’s uncovered one. “Is that concern, I hear, Meitantei-kun?” Kid breathed as he leaned in right next to Shinichi’s ear. Kid had Shinichi pinned.
“Maybe it is, maybe it’s not. How are you going to find out?” Shinichi challenged. Kid smirked and looked into Shinichi’s eyes. Dark blue covered by a monocle met uncovered dark blue.
“Let me see.” And Kid kissed him. Shinichi didn’t stop him. This was why he was waiting after all.