RL with Kaito- Dealing with the Damage control (again)

[clockmaster]

Hakuba wasn't quite sure how this game was going to be played. He wasn’t even sure about Kuroba coming to his house to talk about the lates days. It was a sensation he should be used to, the uncertainty but....no.

Sort of like a heist, but without the calling card to warn him in advance. It seemed like a great deal of his time was spent waiting for Kuroba-Kid, really. Waiting for a heist notice of the Phantom Thief, waiting for the day of the heist, waiting for his appearance. Waiting for another prank of Kuroba, another smart reply, another trick..

Hakuba was currently curled up on a couch in the upstairs reading room, staring at the book in his hands but no reading it, debating on if he should call Kuroba to be sure that he was going to come or not. Hakuba waited, giving up all pretence of reading the book.

He had very little qualms about admitting that he was a bit of a control freak. But sometimes you had to give up some control to gain control. Damn, he hate not to know.

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>:3

[pandorabox]

Kaito shifted the book and held it under his arm. He shook his head at Hakuba. "Many magicians don't. I used to not believe in that stuff myself, you know." He shrugged. "But seeing is believing. And I think it's closed minded of you-- or anyone else, actually-- to negate the possibility entirely."

Kaito reached into his pocket and pulled out one of the juggling balls. "Catch," he said, before tossing it to Hakuba. "You can have it. I don't need it." He grinned, a devious glint present in his expression. "This has been fun, Haku-baka, but I've got to run. Gotta catch a worldhopper after all." He made a movement, as if he was heading towards the door, but then stopped and turned to face Hakuba once more. "Hypothetically speaking, if I were Kid, which I'm not, then I'd quote this," he paused as he dug through his memory, trying to remember the words Maurice Leblanc had written down so long ago, "We may talk, shake hands, nod to each other, but the fence remains. You will always be Sherlock Holmes, the Detective, and I, Arsène Lupin, the Gentleman Burglar. So..." he hesitated, "Are you still going to try your hardest to catch Kid? Slap him in handcuffs? Throw him in jail? And all that fancy stuff?"

Lol. See? It’s true! *throw out her tonge* nyyyah!

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Unlike Kaito with the book, Hakuba was already keeping an eye on Kaito’s hands, but he was still surprised when he threw one of the coloured balls to him. The blonde detective caught the ball in mid-air, careful to not squish it too hard. It looked like a normal ball, but he knew better.

“Thanks, Kuroba.”

The detective raised an eyebrow at the world-hop comment. He was leaving after all. Hakuba sighed internally. He would have an eye on Aoko the next days just to be sure she was alright. The first time Hakuba talked to her after the virus she managed to scare him to death with her smile.

Hakuba recognized the quote, it was from LeBlanc’s book Arsene Lupin vrs Sherlock Holmes: The blonde Phantom. How…adequate. He gave Hakuba a smiled, a sincere one.

"Hypothetically speaking then, if you were Kid, which I'm sure you are, even if I don’t have proof, then I'd say that yes, I will still try to catch you. But I will not use such at low techniques as blackmail or shooting at you because, I’m a gentleman detective as much you’re a gentleman thief. The fence remains, but we can talk, nod, and discuss about magic and jewels anytime you feel like do it.” A worried expression flittering across his face before a neutral mask was show again.

“Don’t kill yourself before I catch you.” He requested, hoping that he didn't sound too needy or concerned as he though he did.

He's just running because he's being a dumbass. He'll find his head and come back soon~

[pandorabox]

"Good," Kaito replied, "I don't think Kid would appreciate it if you stopped." He almost looked... relieved? Was that it?

After all, one of the best thing about his job was the fact that he got to lead Hakuba on wild goose chase after wild goose chase. He didn't want that to change, not even if he and the pretentious detective were temporarily acting as allies.

The magician scoffed and reached for the doorknob. "How many times do I have to say it before it penetrates your obnoxiously thick skull?" he said, giving Hakuba an annoyed look, "I'm not Kid." And with that, he raised a hand and waved as he left. "See ya around, Haku-baka."

Mere seconds after he left, the colorful ball in Hakuba's hands exploded, and it suddenly began snowing. Indoors.

After all, Kaito couldn't leave without leaving Hakuba some sort of magical gift.

He better! Hakuba really don’t want to go to Andalasia because he’s scared of Nancy..LOL snow

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

The other boy was already gone before he could reply his usual quote yes, you are. He was shaking his head in resign when the ball exploded.
Snow. It was snowing. In the room. Not outside. Inside the room.

”stupid magic tricks..:”

He murmured, removing the snowflakes out of his hair. He has more research to do.