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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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[hisses under his breath]

[so weak, so foolish, she doesn't even deserve this, and still reminding him, even now - the colour of your eyes, the sound of your voice - and he doesn't like it, nor you]

Why?!

Why should I, when there's nothing given, nothing for me? Tell me why!

B-because I-I haven't done anything.

Poor, sweet, innocent little miss, she hasn't done anything.

[grips your chin, tipping your head to look at him, so you -can't- look away]

Done nothing with her pathetic little life, just like her pathetic little father who can't catch me.

[she can't look away but she still tries] Wh-what are you going to do? [she's so close to giving up]

[a slowly spreading smirk]

Whatever.

I.

Want.

... [she flattens against the wall again]

[hooks his finger into your shirt, tugging, his voice wheedling]

Don't be like that~ Little miss~

[winces as a few of the buttons come undone] Wh-what are you doing?

Edited 2010-01-06 21:12 (UTC)

Thought I'd said, but maybe not, since the little miss doesn't seem to know.

[flicks your nose, none too gently]

Little miss needs to learn to pay attention to me in future.

[she winces but can't really pull away]

[smirks, and settles himself to undoing the rest of your buttons - some are gone, he'd better make it neat and undo the rest~]

[her faces turns red and her free arm comes up to cover her chest] St-stop! I don't want this!

Don't want what?

[slips his hands under your shirt to rest on your hips, then looks down in surprise]

Warm...

[sudden, pleased grin]

Why, little miss, you've been keeping secrets! [wiggles his fingers] You didn't tell me you were so wonderfully warm~

[She tries pull her hips away from him but can't] N-no! Stop!

[skims his fingers up your ribs, then curls possessively around your hips again]

Little miss is good as a heater~

[She tries to suppress a shiver that shoots through her and moves to try and pull his hand away with the one that was covering her chest]

No, it's mine.

[prods your hand] Off.

Aoko is not yours! [trying to pull away again and failing]

Is so.

No! Aoko doesn't want to be yours! Stop touching me!

No, no, no.

I told you, mine. So stay still.

I said no! That's for someone else. Not a thief.

[laughs]

Who? Little miss's precious Kaito?

[blushes hard] That's none of your business!

But little miss~ Precious little Kaito is a thief.

I'm not.