[The feed snaps on to reveal Aoko looking concerned and maybe a bit out of it- but, hey! The room behind her is obviously clean.]
Um... Has anyone seen Kaito? H-he kind of hasn’t come back since the other night-s-so- [However, before she can finish that line of thought the door in the back ground opens and a tall,
thin girl dressed in a maid uniform walks in casually, like she has every reason to be there. She gives Aoko a dimly curious look, speaking in a faintly feminine voice.]
Eh? Aoko? What are you doing?
[Aoko immediately turns to the sound of a vaguely familiar voice and has to blink, completely forgetting her communicator is on- but she sounds like-It can’t be....]
K-Kaito?
[The maid, now revealed to be Kaito answers her plainly, unbothered, stuffing her his hands into pockets in a familiar motion.] Yeah. What’s up?
[She looks a little confused, but it’s no wonder as to why since he’s sort of dressed in drag.] Y-you’re dressed as a girl...?
Huh? [Kaito looks down as if he’s only just noticed that fact.] Oh yeah. [He pulls his hands out and pats at the skirts a bit fondly.] Cute, right? I found another one too if you want one~
C-cute? [Well, to be perfectly honest- he does make a pretty cute girl. But she’s not telling him that. Instead, she’ll ignore the question completely] No thanks, I like my skirt just fine-where have you been?
[Kaito frowns a little and steps up quickly beside Aoko, slinging an arm around her waist and leaning in close.] Out. Does it matter?
[kljsdfasdfklj she pulls away immediately- what’s with him?] N-no, I guess not. B-but what are you doing?
[Sidling up close again, frowning in slight confusion and proceeding to wrap both arms around her waist now, nuzzling the side of her face and voice sort of sad.] Are you angry at me, Aoko?
[Aoko is not sure what to do- now both his arms are wrapped around her- he’s warm and making puppy dog faces at her. Her cheeks are a bit red as she attempts to pull away] N-no, I ought to be since you disappeared for so long, though.
[Kaito easily holds her in place and if possible, his expression gets even sadder.] I’m sorry, Aoko. I didn’t mean to make you worry.
[And his head darts in quickly to press a small kiss to her cheek, right at the corner of her mouth, as one hand slides surreptitiously down past her waist...]
[ksdfjlksdjflkjasdlfkjlkjsdf trying again to pull free because- WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON!?] K-KAITO!
[The second hand slides down to follow the first, as Kaito gives Aoko what is possibly the most innocent expression known to man.] Yeah?
[sdklfjsdklfjslkdjf What the heck- is he really- now that her cheeks are horribly red she’s just going to PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE] WHAT THE HELL ARE Y-!?
[Kaito is clearly not prepared for the punch because he goes down flailing, one hand knocking into the comm and ending the feed.]