[Halfway between Red and White]

[moptothehead]

[Hey there, mansion residents! Today there are some... rather curious noises coming from the kitchen, for those inclined to investigate such things (or get themselves some dinner). Low voices, heated arguing, sudden silences -- followed by longer silences, and then more of the arguing. Then a gasp, and a grunt -- it almost, almost sounds like an escalating fight.


Except if you open the door, what you will find is one Kaito Kuroba and Aoko Nakamori -- and while they're probably the most likely ones in the dressing room to be having an escalating fight, that isn't quite what's going on.

On the contrary, Aoko has her back against the counter, Kaito's hand up her shirt, and her hands down the back of his jeans. No clothes are missing, so nothing important is really visible, but it's pretty obvious what's going on, especially given the heated kissing, wandering hands, and not-particularly-subtle groping. There's the beginnings of a lasagna dinner on the counter, but the ingredients have long since been abandoned in favour of the more immediate activities.

Um.


Oops?]

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[wifenmomofmagic.livejournal.com]

[Pauses at the question.] I'm...not too sure.

But that can wait.

[And lecture mode is back.] I saw it quite clear! Do you know how improper doing that in a public kitchen is?!

[pandorabox]

[Kaito sighs and leans his head back against the ground, still tied up by the string]

... I didn't steal her innocence...

[pandorabox]

[a groan, and Kaito buries his face in his hands]

Mom... can we not?

[caster1412.livejournal.com]

*Still blushing, Caster begins to back out the door, as he does so he holds his hands up in front of him*

No, you don't need to apologize! I was the one who-- I'm just going to leave now!

[cloverfoxmagic.livejournal.com]

*It stares up at them innocently. Again note the eyes are purple, which is not a natural color for a fox

It tilts it's head to one side, bushy tail swishing*

[pandorabox]

[No glasses? That's curious enough to break Kaito out of his embarrassment, and he glances over his shoulder at the shrunken detective curiously.

Aoko was right, he wasn't wearing glasses. That was interesting.

He lifts an eyebrow at the newcomer, but doesn't say anything. He can't exactly act familiar around him as Kaito, anyway. He'll just have to save his questions for later]

[moptothehead]

[......This is so not her night.

Aoko flinches at the yelling, winces as Kaito is yanked away, and wonders if there's any way of salvaging this situation whatsoever.

Probably not.]

D-dad!! Stop that!!

[Doing her best to put herself between her fiancé and his imminent demise]

[pandorabox]

[I DO NOT KEEP REINSTATING IT, shut up, it's not my fault Aoko, okay.

He runs a hand through his hair with a deeeeep breath, regaining his composure quicker this time, before he turns around to face the stranger]

You don't... have to. [it's slightly strained, though he's pinged by the familiarity yet foreignness of this newcomer too]

[silvercatchkid.livejournal.com]

You were in the middle of the fucking kitchen, putting your hands all over my little girl! You're not going anywhere!

[And have an angry father storming towards you Kaito and only hesitates at Aoko.] Get out of the way, Aoko! I already gave that bastard fair warning!

[pandorabox]

[sob what is my life.

Knowing that Aoko is possibly his only decent protection in the situation, he stays behind her, hands on her shoulders as he peers at the Inspector from over her head]

... c-can I have a last will and testament first?

[moptothehead]

[After a second of trying to figure out why Kaito just stopped when that was a very comfortable kiss, Aoko eeps and does much the same, pressing back against the counter as if she wishes it would swallow her up and save her the embarrassment of facing the newcomer.

Unfortunately, it doesn't, so she busies herself with straightening her clothes and trying to look as casual as she can -- until she notices just who it is who just came in and stops dead, her fingers still curled in her skirt]

K-Kaito?

[She sounds understandably bewildered]

[moptothehead]

[the hesitation gives her a bit more courage]

You did not!! And I'm almost nineteen, Dad, I can do what I want with Kaito!!

[moptothehead]

[Aoko ducks her head and stares at the floor, still crimson]

Sorry...

[moptothehead]

[You so do and it so is.

Aoko fiddles with her skirt]

R-right. [still peering] ...Does Aoko know you?

[moptothehead]

[Aoko hears that as she's trying to catch her breath, and turns even redder, staring bewilderedly after the other Kaito in surprise. That's the first time she's heard anything like that from one of the other Kaitos. Is he actually... jealous?]

U-um--

[moptothehead]

[No, it's not, and Aoko's seen enough strange things in the dressing room (and the cove) so far to be suspicious]

You shouldn't steal other people's food, you know.

[props her hands on her hips, settling for scolding it until she figures out what's going on]

[moptothehead]

[Aoko mutters something that sounds suspiciously like 'sure you did' as she warily eyes the string, wondering whether touching it with her bare hands is a good idea. It looks sticky]

'Wormmon'...? What is she?

[glances up at her other, feeling much less embarrassed than she would with one of Kaito's alternates]

[redherringkid]

[Sorry Aoko, not responding to that name beyond a vague blink. Note the Conan-glasses?]

You're like, the fourth person to call me that. It's worse that Niisan getting called "Shinichi".

[And hopping up onto the counter to gain better access to the coffeemaker.]

[thirdpersonmop.livejournal.com]

Yes you did, you perverse, arrogant... [She's gonna continue on the insult tirade for a bit. Aoko's just gonna ignore it because she's used to it.]

Wormmon is a Digimon. She's my partner from the Digital World. It's...kind of like this place except we're kidnapped specifically to help save the world and we get partners. She's a knight, so she's very concerned about stuff like honor.

You might need a knife to cut him free. Unless you wanna hold Wormmon and I do it. She doesn't struggle too much after Aoko gets her away once.

[wifenmomofmagic.livejournal.com]

No, we are Kaito. Because this is how you learn not to do it. It's why your father and I had to stop making out in the kitchen after you could walk. [Have a lovely image, Kaito.] Embarrassment once usually works to remind you of the lesson.

[silvercatchkid.livejournal.com]

Yes I did! [Because this Aoko and Kaito look the same age and he's mad. He's got a bit of mistaken identity.] And just because you're nineteen doesn't me I'm going to let that guy seduce you in a fucking public kitchen!

[pandorabox]

[Kaito just coughs awkwardly and rubs his nose. Blush go away damn it...

Although he is feeilng kinda smug. Just a little bit]

[pandorabox]

[... Kaito just stares at the fox curiously. Something is off about it other than the unusual eye color, but he can't really point out what it is...]

[pandorabox]

[Kaito glances over the top of the refrigerator door and blinks at what he can now tell is the little, shrunken version of himself.

He quirks an eyebrow curiously, before he shuts the door and leans against it, arms crossed over his chest, to observe this version of himself's interactions with Aoko]

[pandorabox]

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