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[If you're of a mind to be around a particular area - about where a certain deceased detective was a while ago, in fact - you might just notice a white-clad thief leaning against a wall]

[It's not a casual slump, nor an elegant one - it's the slump of the exhausted, and he certainly looks it - his hat pulled down low, some papers held in one hand, and his eyes half-lidded, seeing nothing in particular]

[a little while after this] [all Shinichi be warned] [in fact, -everyone- be warned]

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[lets you slap him, rocking away from the blow, then looks back with a thin smile, his cheek already turning red]

Check if you like, little miss.

I'm not wearing a mask.

[she gives him a hard shove] No! Kaito would never do that to me! [but her voice is shaky]

Wouldn't he?

[lets his voice go warm again]

Wouldn't I?

Check, Aoko. Please.

NO! Kaito maybe an insensitive jerk and a pervert but he knows how much I hate Kid!

[grins]

But I'm not Kid.

I'm 1412, and I'm nothing like your petty thief. Nor your pretty little boyfriend who lies to you.

[and every word is with kaito's face still smiling mockingly at you]

Kaito doesn't lie to Aoko. Bastard. [and she tries to hit him again]

[catches your hand midair and squeezes tight, nearly enough to make bones break]

Don't hit. It's not nice.

[she squeaks in pain and tries to retract her hand while kicking at him] Well you're not nice!

I never said I was.

[letting go to avoid your kick - he'd rather look graceful than cause pain, for now]

Want to see how not nice I can be, little miss?

You said you wouldn't touch me!

I said I wouldn't touch you while we were playing.

And now we're not. So I rather think-

[and he draws a knife, poised to throw]

-I can do what I want.

[she takes a step back in the direction of the door]

[his grin just grows, and he throws]

[it's aimed for your arm, a nasty deep cut]

[and he's laughing]

[she yelps as it slices through her skin and quickly moves to hold the cut] Wh-why are you doing this? I thought you were a gentleman.

[oh, this is rich]

A gentleman... Never been called that before, oh no.

No, no, not a gentleman.

[chuckles]

[she lets herself collapse to the floor, blood leaking lightly from between her fingers]

Stop it.

[pauses a little to look at, lets his face soften just a little]

[but then grins, just as wicked as ever]

No.

[she glares and gets to her feet again, moving to stand in front of him] Stop it or I'll hit you again.

[tosses another knife into the air, catches it, and looks at you consideringly]

The little miss will miss~

[stomps on his foot again] What do you want with Aoko? She played your stupid game.

[dodges adroitly]

What do I want?

I want a lot of things I can't have, but what I can have, why I think I'd like a scream or two~

[in kaito's voice, his tone gentle]

Won't that be fun, Aoko? I can cut you up.

[She tries to punch him] Stop that!

[catches your hand once more, and this time he's attempting to pry your fingers open]

I already said no, Aoko.

[she glares and tries to pull her hand free again] Let go of me! [she's desperately trying to think of something to distract him... maybe she could shock him somehow... she uses her injured arm and grabs on to his tie, yanking down so she can kiss him, all the while still trying to pull her hand free]

[he is shocked, but not as much as you might think]

[smirks, and pushes you back into a wall, taking control of the kiss]