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[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[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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[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[Have a long, confused stare.]

...this isn't funny, Kaito.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

I keep telling you.

[or other Aoko's, but you're all the same, all with those half-remembered bedamned memories]

Not. Him.

Not. My name.

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

You've told Aoko no such thing.

[Crosses her arms and glares.]

And you ARE Kaito. Aoko knows. She's known for months and months!

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[laughs, highpitched and so very not amused]

Months and months! Little girl, who are you to cause memories?

An Aoko, a police fool's chit of a child, and who knows a name that belongs To The DEAD!!

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[Looks startled at that. And then annoyed.]

What does tha-

[For a moment, she's thinking Kaito's son did the same thing he did after Kaito died. A horrifying thought, but...he kept talking about her like se was the age she was now, wasn't he?]

Don't joke like that! You're right here, Bakaito! [And now storming closer.] Stop playing around!

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

I'm not playing.

Very, very not.

[he draws the card-gun from inside his jacket, pointing it at you with a deliberate 'click' of the safety going off]

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[And Aoko freezes, looking shocked and staring at the gun.]

What...?

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

A-re-re-re, she looks so shocked~

I wonder why that is?

[his voice has slipped up to the range of a child - nearly Conan's, but tinged with his own inflections]

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

.... [Okay, that was creepy to see.]

Kaito...what happened to you?

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[he fires at her, angry, not caring where he hits with these sharp razor-edge cards]

[he hisses, angry]

Not Kaito.

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[She freezes as it goes right by her face, cutting her cheek.]

Kaito...

[This...this was messed up. So very, very wrong, all of it.]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[growls, truly angry now, and stalking towards Aoko to grab at her shirt, wanting to shake her, make her listen]

Don't call me that, don't, don't call me that!

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[One hand grabs his in her shirt.]

Kaito...

[There was still confusion, but now there was a determination in her eyes as the other hand reached to touch his cheek.]

What happened to you?

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[hisses, and smacks her hand away from his face]

None of your business GO AWAY!

[he's not shaking, not yet, but his breathing isn't quite even, and poker face? what poker face?]

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[And now she's looking more worried.]

Of course it's my business, Bakaito. You're Aoko's friend.

Even if you're another Kaito...

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[lashes out with the hand that holds the card gun, angry and violent, raging at her]

STOP CALLING ME THAT!

Stop, stop it! Stupid little girl!

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[And she puts up an arm to block the hand, stumbling back from the force, but staying on her feet.]

[But now, of course, she had gotten bad.]

Kaito! Kaito Kaito Kaito Kaito Kaito BAKAITO!

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[clamps his hands over his ears, eyes closed tight so he can't -see- her saying it, the card gun falling to the floor, forgotten]

Stop it, stop it, STOP IT, STOP IT!

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[She closed the distance between them, taking the chance to kick away the card gun, and grabbing his hands, yanking on them to pull them away.

She was...rather strong, even for an Aoko. She'd been training ever since she saw how dangerous the Digital World was.]

Kaito! You are Kuroba Kaito!

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

AM NOT!

[he fights her, ripping his hands away from hers, incensed]

[glares at Aoko, breathing uneven, hands twiching, teeth bared in a silent growl]

[stupid - why is she - what - it's not - go away - not him - dead and gone - stupid little girl]

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE!

[And tries to bat away that hat and snatch away the monocle.]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[dodges, avoiding the grab for his monocle, but the hat is gone when it wouldn't be if she wasn't there, so confusing-]

[he growls now, shoulders shaking]

Not.

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

ARE!

[And trying for his monocle again.]

/fails forever

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

NO!

[he flings his arms out, trying to knock her away, preventing her from grabbing at his monocle as he backs away]

[another growl, furious and hurting, and he snatches off the monocle himself, revealing the slight scarring there, the twisted skin of an old burn]

[it makes sense to him. if she's tyring to unmask him, then he'll stop her by doing it himself]

Re: /fails forever

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

[She freezes, her eyes widening as sees it. The scaring.]

...what happened?