Prompt Exchange #1 - Shortchanged
Oct 25, 2015 19:04:36 GMT
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Post by dogfish44 on Oct 25, 2015 19:04:36 GMT
This one's been a pain for the brain - since I don't think Shinichi would ever actually attend a heist whilst the APTX is still a thing, since then he'd be easily revealed to be alive, which in turn would result in him becoming NOT alive. Improvising!
Prompt: I want a fic where Shinichi gets turned into Conan in front of Kaito, who doesn´t know Shinichi is Conan...
Wordcount: 805
Warnings for kidnapping, bruising, and language that would turn Nakamori-keibu blue.
Many people made false assumptions about KID. For instance, he planned.
Not rigid plans he couldn't deviate from, but he always had an out. Usually. Even if it did occasionally involve jumping off a ferry in the middle of the night. You know. Into an ocean. Of f... f.... f......
...
Anyway. Planning. And since most building owners don't have their building plans too easily locatable, he spent a depressing amount of time scoping various locations. And he did a lot of it, and he certainly didn't do it in full getup - a touch of make-up, but the white suit was impractical. Of course, he didn't just observe buildings (Or whatever death trap Suzuki-san had set up for him), but he also observed people.
And probably contributed half of Ekoda's anonymous police tips.
It was during his observations in an old industrial district that Kaito caught an unexpected sight. A black car sped through (Ignoring twenty different traffic laws), before stopping abruptly in front of an abandoned warehouse. Slightly suspicious, although more obvious evidence of foul play emerged as two figures cloaked in black climbed out of the car, one clearly holding a pistol (Kaito was already dialling 110 at this stage), and opened the boot.
There were many things that a boot could hold - however, a bound and gagged clone of himself wasn't really what he expected. Wait, wasn't that his Tantei-san? Yes, it was almost certainly Kudo Shinichi, who had practically vannished from the public eye.
Kaito hurriedly kept up a conversation with the operator on his phone - "... yes, Unit 38..." - he was speaking to (slightly lower pitch than normal, less likely to be filed as a prank call) as he watched them carry the detective into the warehouse. He was able to see a clear bruise on Kudo's eye, as well as an abnormal amount of sweat. Kaito wasn't that surprised - kidnapping like this, hostages had a habit of being found riddled with several bullet holes.
No plan here, but as the operator sent Kaito promises that they would dispatch someone as soon as possible, Kaito hopped down from the roof he had been observing on, and looked into the warehouse. It was a dingy thing, rusty walls clearly abandoned for a long time. Kudo had been dumped unceremoniously in one corner, as the other two men muttered between themselves. Just those two as well.
Kaito bet the ventilation wasn't that good, and careful rolled in one of his little toys.
3.... 2.... 1.... and smoke! The two men coughed for a couple of seconds... before with a thud they weren't coughing. Although they'd soon wake up with a slight headache.
Kaito stepped into the warehouse, careful to avoid the smoke, before taking out a pocket knife and ungagging Kudo.
"WHO THE HELL ARE Y...." Kudo spat out, before violently spasming, sweating an impossible amount.
"Shh, Tantei-san, you'll need your energy for the questioning."
Kudo's face fell into relief for a moment. "Figures... could you get to th". Suddenly, Kudo spasmed again, tensing up in pain, panting between breaths "shi.... only been a few hours... this was... s'possed to... be days..." before the sweat started to.... evaporate off him? Kudo was practically surrounded in steam.
It wasn't long before the steam faded from around Tantei....... kun?
Whiskey.
Tango.
Foxtrot.
Kaito.... felt his brain melt. That explained a lot.... but the amount being explained was dwarfed by the number of new questions floating around his brain. He only came to his senses as the sound of sirens began to grow.
"Ugh," Conan... no, Kudo groaned, "you called the cops? Not good.... I don't think either of us wants to be found here."
Kaito found himself rapidly agreeing, picking up a disgruntled looking Kudo - really, he was practically holding a bundle of clothes - and escaping to a roof several floors away. "Alright tantei-kun, this is as far as I'm willing to carry you." Sure he wasn't heavy, but he also had to figure Kudo wanted his independence soon, based on Kudo's facial expression.
"Sure, Agasa should be able to, gimme a second.... not exactly thorough kidnappers..." Kudo muttered as he pulled a phone out of his trouser pocket. "Ah, did you identify me to the police?"
Kaito took a second to remember the phone call.... "No, just that I saw an armed kidnapper.", a response to which Kudo audibly sighed with relief.
"Good. No need to alter the records then."
"Quite, can't have a detective like you breaking any laws. Like, say, your entire forged existance."
"Shut up, hypocrite."
"Ah, but I don't claim I'm breaking no laws." And with a smirk, and before Kudo tried to break several more laws involving bodily harm, Kaito dropped a (Non-Sleep-Inducing) smoke bomb, before making a quick getaway.
He'd have to do his observations on another day. Bother.
I do hope you at least enjoyed it! I'm sure that later on Kaito would do all sorts of investigating into Kudo, but that'll be after he's got home, and had a short nap. Can't blame him.
Prompt: I want a fic where Shinichi gets turned into Conan in front of Kaito, who doesn´t know Shinichi is Conan...
Wordcount: 805
Warnings for kidnapping, bruising, and language that would turn Nakamori-keibu blue.
---
Many people made false assumptions about KID. For instance, he planned.
Not rigid plans he couldn't deviate from, but he always had an out. Usually. Even if it did occasionally involve jumping off a ferry in the middle of the night. You know. Into an ocean. Of f... f.... f......
...
Anyway. Planning. And since most building owners don't have their building plans too easily locatable, he spent a depressing amount of time scoping various locations. And he did a lot of it, and he certainly didn't do it in full getup - a touch of make-up, but the white suit was impractical. Of course, he didn't just observe buildings (Or whatever death trap Suzuki-san had set up for him), but he also observed people.
And probably contributed half of Ekoda's anonymous police tips.
It was during his observations in an old industrial district that Kaito caught an unexpected sight. A black car sped through (Ignoring twenty different traffic laws), before stopping abruptly in front of an abandoned warehouse. Slightly suspicious, although more obvious evidence of foul play emerged as two figures cloaked in black climbed out of the car, one clearly holding a pistol (Kaito was already dialling 110 at this stage), and opened the boot.
There were many things that a boot could hold - however, a bound and gagged clone of himself wasn't really what he expected. Wait, wasn't that his Tantei-san? Yes, it was almost certainly Kudo Shinichi, who had practically vannished from the public eye.
Kaito hurriedly kept up a conversation with the operator on his phone - "... yes, Unit 38..." - he was speaking to (slightly lower pitch than normal, less likely to be filed as a prank call) as he watched them carry the detective into the warehouse. He was able to see a clear bruise on Kudo's eye, as well as an abnormal amount of sweat. Kaito wasn't that surprised - kidnapping like this, hostages had a habit of being found riddled with several bullet holes.
No plan here, but as the operator sent Kaito promises that they would dispatch someone as soon as possible, Kaito hopped down from the roof he had been observing on, and looked into the warehouse. It was a dingy thing, rusty walls clearly abandoned for a long time. Kudo had been dumped unceremoniously in one corner, as the other two men muttered between themselves. Just those two as well.
Kaito bet the ventilation wasn't that good, and careful rolled in one of his little toys.
3.... 2.... 1.... and smoke! The two men coughed for a couple of seconds... before with a thud they weren't coughing. Although they'd soon wake up with a slight headache.
Kaito stepped into the warehouse, careful to avoid the smoke, before taking out a pocket knife and ungagging Kudo.
"WHO THE HELL ARE Y...." Kudo spat out, before violently spasming, sweating an impossible amount.
"Shh, Tantei-san, you'll need your energy for the questioning."
Kudo's face fell into relief for a moment. "Figures... could you get to th". Suddenly, Kudo spasmed again, tensing up in pain, panting between breaths "shi.... only been a few hours... this was... s'possed to... be days..." before the sweat started to.... evaporate off him? Kudo was practically surrounded in steam.
It wasn't long before the steam faded from around Tantei....... kun?
Whiskey.
Tango.
Foxtrot.
Kaito.... felt his brain melt. That explained a lot.... but the amount being explained was dwarfed by the number of new questions floating around his brain. He only came to his senses as the sound of sirens began to grow.
"Ugh," Conan... no, Kudo groaned, "you called the cops? Not good.... I don't think either of us wants to be found here."
Kaito found himself rapidly agreeing, picking up a disgruntled looking Kudo - really, he was practically holding a bundle of clothes - and escaping to a roof several floors away. "Alright tantei-kun, this is as far as I'm willing to carry you." Sure he wasn't heavy, but he also had to figure Kudo wanted his independence soon, based on Kudo's facial expression.
"Sure, Agasa should be able to, gimme a second.... not exactly thorough kidnappers..." Kudo muttered as he pulled a phone out of his trouser pocket. "Ah, did you identify me to the police?"
Kaito took a second to remember the phone call.... "No, just that I saw an armed kidnapper.", a response to which Kudo audibly sighed with relief.
"Good. No need to alter the records then."
"Quite, can't have a detective like you breaking any laws. Like, say, your entire forged existance."
"Shut up, hypocrite."
"Ah, but I don't claim I'm breaking no laws." And with a smirk, and before Kudo tried to break several more laws involving bodily harm, Kaito dropped a (Non-Sleep-Inducing) smoke bomb, before making a quick getaway.
He'd have to do his observations on another day. Bother.
---
I do hope you at least enjoyed it! I'm sure that later on Kaito would do all sorts of investigating into Kudo, but that'll be after he's got home, and had a short nap. Can't blame him.