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[clockmaster]

His father was talking about something or other. He would usually be paying attention, yet there were times when he did get lost in his thoughts, today was one of those days. He was lost in his thoughts looking to Aoko on the other side of the room sleeping in the bed, even if he was as tired as her, Hakuba was fully awake and couldn't sleep at all.

Kenji stopped talking realizing that he wasn’t paying attention. The silence however brought Hakuba back to reality and he was ready to apologize, but his father smiled and stood up. Kenji kissed his bandaged forehead carefully and murmured something about the case. The guards on the door of their room saluted his father as he went out to attend the paperwork as fast as possible.

Hakuba looked at the ceiling, careful not to move his broken arm much, and sighed.

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[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

It was lucky that the wall was made of wood, that was true, Hakuba thought. After Zechs's apology he looked at him like if he grow another head.

"Zechs you don't have to apologize about something you didn't have control over it. No one had. If something, I should had been more careful." He paused for a moment rubbing his forehead, just over the bandages. "Doyle told me that you all tried to help us, especially you. He was frustrated that he couldn't help, and I can see that you are sorry for that too but please, don't be. It was the Black ops' fault and anyone else."

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Hakuba looked at his hands, avoiding her piercing eyes. I want to remember that."

[thricedeadwind.livejournal.com]

From his perspective, Zechs felt like he had failed both his professional duty as a Turk - Rufus did give him orders to retrieve Hakuba - and his personal duty as a friend. His face only grew darker, slightly more tense, when the boy told him not to apologize. It was obvious the Detective didn't understand. But Zechs felt it'd be pointless to try to defend his point of view.

Focusing on the more immediate, pressing concerns was far more important. Zechs would only have to try harder himself next time. Almost businesslike, he asked, "Will the organization still target and threaten you, Saguru?"

[scarlet-magic.livejournal.com]

Okay, now Akako was very confused. "Remember what?"

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Hakuba gave him flat look. "....the joy of the community. I didn't missed it."

He looked at Aoko to be sure that she was still sleeping and then back at the thief/nurse. "How did you find us? And why Hattori got involved? Conan too, I'm assuming. "

[pandorabox]

Kid nodded solemnly, silently wishing he could have skipped this virus as well.

His gazed momentarily diverted to Aoko as well, and if Hakuba was sharp he probably would have seen a slight flash of guilt in his expression before it was gone. "We found you because Vermouth left us clues," he said, "Kudo followed them, and they all led you to. We needed the help of the police force, so we recruited Nakamori. Hattori lent us his mind." The thief tapped his forehead. "And apparently offered himself as a shield to protect both of you."

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

He wasn't sure how to explain it to her. It sounded, in fact, a bit stupid in his head. He didn't wanted her to cure his arm because the pain remind him that he was alive, and remind him his mistakes, that he was not good enough and that Vermouth tricked them. He needed to remember because he didn't wanted to make the same mistakes again.

"I need to remember what happened so it will not happen again." He o¡confessed int eh end.

[scarlet-magic.livejournal.com]

Akako's expression softened, and she leaned forward to kiss Hakuba's cheek tenderly, careful to avoid his bruises. "Saguru..." he said, "There is no need to punish yourself for something that isn't your fault."

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Hakuba sighed internally, he imagined that Zechs was still going to feel bad about him, he had the tendency to blame himself even when it wasn't his fault. If someone, it was Hakuba's fault, if he would had been more cautious and more careful... Vermouth failed on her try to impersonate Heiji because he recognized her, but she still managed to kidnap him -even if she used a gun-.

"Not just me." He commented finally, resting her back on the pillows. His voice was filled with controlled anger "It was all a trap. But they are still acting like terrorists, we need to stop them before they kill more people."

[shinra-pwnsjoo.livejournal.com]

[grabbing a chair and scooting closer to him.]

I do. Why are they keeping you here for just a broken arm?

[dressedinmelody]

Much as she disliked hospitals, Alize had to mention that they were one of the easiest places to get around -- there was always a guarantee that there would be accommodations for wheelchairs. Hakuba's dad had already instructed the hospital that Alize was to be allowed in to see the detective, so it was a simple matter to get up to the room where Hakuba and Aoko were being kept.

The energetic singer was uncharacteristically subdued as she wheeled into the sterile white room. A small part of it was due to the lingering effects of the knockout gas that Kid had hit her with -- she swore she was going to kill the thief next time she saw him -- but the rest was the result of the aftereffects of guilt and fear. She hadn't really been able to do anything to help in the end, and the terror that had gripped her when she'd awoken from the gas, not sure what had happened and who was still alive, wasn't anything she ever wanted to feel again.

It was like she'd told Kid. She'd already lost her family once. She wasn't letting it happen a second time.

"Hey," Alize greeted quietly, as she wheeled up to the bed. "How are you feeling?"

[thricedeadwind.livejournal.com]

This was something immediate and tangible for Zechs to focus on, rather than the anger in Hakuba's voice, or the guilt inside himself. A target or some sort of direction sharpened his mind, honed by those darker feelings. But now he wasn't merely thinking as a friend. He was thinking as a soldier.

"Agreed, we must stop them," Zechs said firmly. His eyes took on a fierce glint. "They should not be allowed to threaten your selves any longer. We should find the root of their organization and take it down, swiftly."

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

It's just for today, they want to keep an eye on me because a wall hit my hard head [Hakuba motioned to the bandages on his forehead] I doubt that a concussion can fix my brain but they still have hopes.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Hakuba noodled, deep in thought again. In the last year and specially in the last weeks with Conan and Heiji, they'd managed to go beyond what just he and Kid had hoped to accomplish. Especially so quickly. Combining their information with the other's detectives, they managed to fill in blanks on both sides, creating a clearer picture of just where and what the Black Ops were up to.

However, Vermouth, Gin and Vodka remained elusive, much to his continued irritation. Which meant that they weren't getting anywhere near cutting off the head of the vile organization. At now they were traveling between worlds too, becoming more and more dangerous. Unfortunately, this meant that the organization was becoming increasingly erratic.

"I'm sorry that you all get mixed in this, Zechs."

Hes using the puppy eyes on her~

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Hakuba smiled at the kiss but it didn't reach his eyes. "It's not punishment, It's just that I need to remember." He looked pleading at her. "Can you do something for me instead? Hattori was shot three times trying to save us, he's here on another room. Can you help him?"

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry if we worried you, Alizé." A huge smile grew on his face at the sight of the girl. He opened his mouth to say somethign for but he wasn't sure what, so he studied her for a moment. "Are you ok?"

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

"Stupid monkey." Hakuba murmured, but his voice has a bitter tone and he was avoiding Kid's eyes.

[pandorabox]

"Don't say it like that," Kid instructed with a yawn, "You can't blame yourself. I'm still of the thought process that you should all be blaming me."

[scarlet-magic.livejournal.com]

"You can remember without being in pain," Akako said, and she sounded annoyed. But at least he was giving her something to do. She wasn't in the business of helping other people for free, but if Hakuba wanted her to... well. Then she would.

"I will, as soon as I'm satisfied with your condition," the witch said as she put away her magic supplies.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

"Thanks my love." Hakuba smiled and moved his unharmed hand to caress her cheek. "I will be released today, they just wanted to keep an eye on me because of the concussion:"

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

"I can blame who I want, don't be selfish and want it all for yourself." Hakuba shrugged and then remember that it was a bad idea. "I blame it on her."

[scarlet-magic.livejournal.com]

Akako's expression softened. "I am pleased to hear that," she said, "Will you be returning home with your father?"

[pandorabox]

Kid chuckled. "Fair enough," he said as he stood up to leave. He hesitated momentarily, shooting Aoko's sleeping form another worried and guilty glance, before he sighed. "Hakuba-san... do me a favor and talk to her when she wakes up. She might need it."

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Hakuba gave the Thief a measuring look before to reply slowly. "I will."

[pandorabox]

Kid nodded and snapped his fingers to unlock the door. He placed his hand on the doorknob, before turning around and giving Hakuba one of his famous Cheshire cat grins. "Until my next heist, Tantei-san~" he said in a female voice, before he opened the door and slipped out into the hallway.