Post by Addy01 on Sept 3, 2016 0:58:17 GMT
All you have to do is ask
by Addy01
Summary: Shinichi needs to learn how to dance. Kaito is more than willing to help. Kaishin. For Poirot’s Super Short Contest: Dance.
Word Count: 982 words
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“Shinichi, you’re slouching again.” Kaito piped as he extended his left arm over Shinichi’s back and give a quick nudge on the detective’s spine.
“Oh, sorry.” Shinichi adjusted his grip on Kaito’s right hands as he pushed his chest out and straighten his back for what was the umpteenth time of the night.
The smooth melody of the waltz filled the lounge room of the Kudo Mansion, where the furniture were pushed back against the wall to make room for the big strides the dance demands.
“Again. From the top.” Kaito announced as he clicked on the remote to restart the same song (again) before the device disappeared in a puff of smoke – which he did every single time he had to use the remote, you’d think he’d run out of the smoke pellets by now (which probably said more of the progress of the dance lesson more than anything).
“And….One, Two, Three...”
There were so many different ways Shinichi would rather spend his Friday nights…
And learning how to waltz didn’t make it on his list…
He would have done his best to keep it that way with a ten foot pole if not for Megure-Keibu, who had personally made the request (ordered) to be the escort (boytoy) for the Princess of Torvita Country for the ball she was attending as part of her Japan tour.
Unfortunately, one of his duties (torture) was to perform the opening dance (humiliation) with the princess.
Even worse, his coordination with his leg was limited to running and kicking a soccer ball, anything else and he suddenly was left with two left feet.
To top it off, ever since the dance lesson started, it had only been agony - and guilt, with all the times he accidentally stepped on Kaito’s feet. He was really considering calling in sick that day and just forget about this whole affair…
If only he wasn’t a stupid two left-footed idiot.
Just as that thought came to his mind, Shinichi extended the wrong leg forward- he knew the moment it happened, but it was too late, even as he tried to retract it back - sending both him and Kaito tumbling down, and the next thing he knew, he was on his back, lying on the floor with his tail bone and ankle throbbing with ache from the fall.
Kaito had landed on top of him, straddling on his side, and was staring intently into his eyes.
Has he ever mentioned how beautifully blue Kaito’s eyes were?
“Have I ever mentioned how beautifully blue your eyes are, Kaito?”
(He probably hit his head too, - even if it’s not hurting at the moment - if such a sappy comment actually managed to escape his lips.)
“Okay, what’s wrong Shinichi?” and Kaito was looking at him with such intensity and… was that worry?
“Huh?”
“As much as I appreciate learning how sappy you can be~,” Shinchi could feel his face burning instantly at the comment, “something’s obviously eating you. So cough it out.”
Shinichi pressed his lips as his face continue to turn red, before deciding enough was enough.
“Look, it’s just...could get rid of that disguise? It’s distracting. And that voice! I don’t think I can take it anymore.”
In an attempt to make up for the steep learning curve the detective had - the ball was tomorrow and they had just started the lesson today – Kaito had taken upon himself to disguise as the Princess. Every detail impeccable from the tiara that she constantly adorn on, to the long green gown she wore on the last media event that did nothing for her complexion, down to the sparkly, glittery pink heels that nearly blinded Shinichi when he first saw it. And her voice, as high and squeaky and one pitch away from breaking glass.
And he had just suffered through all of it for the past hour.
“Oh Shinichi~! Don’t be mean. She’s a perfectly nice Princess.” Shinichi couldn’t contain his snort, he had met the Princess in person a couple years back, and she had encompassed what a ‘bratty princess’ should entail, and wasn’t likely to change. “And shouldn’t you be getting used to it. After all, you have to dance with her for that ball. That’s why you’re learning this in the first place.”
“If I could get away with it, I rather not dance at all.”
“Oh really?”
“And if I have to learn, I rather learn with you wearing your own face than with you this...monstrosity.”
With a smug smirk and a puff of smoke (Argghh! Shinichi had to find out how many smoke pellets that Kaito brings with him one of these days), the magician had reverted to his T-shirt and Jeans combination that he wore when he first came.
More importantly, it was Kuroba Kaito’s face that was staring back at him.
“Alright, is that better?”
“Exponentially."
“Awww, Shinichi! If you wanted to dance with me, all you have to do is ask~! You didn’t have to be coy with me~!”
“Barou! That’s not it and you know it!”
In which Kaito had turned temporarily deaf and continue to bulldoze ahead. “In fact, if I’m the only person you ever want to dance with...your wish is my command.”
“Huh?... Oh no… No, Kaito. Whatever scheme you have in mind, just no.”
“But Shinichi, it’ll be fun!”
“Don’t!”
“And I can even make it more than just a simple dance...Dance of wits. Dance of...”
“Kaito!”
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In the end, Kaito had delivered his promise when he gave Shinichi the perfect excuse to ditch the whiny princess when Kaitou KID appeared right before the start of the dance and ‘took’ the tiara with him.
It was another tango between the detective and magician thief as the chase went on through the night on roof tops and hang gliders.
And they lived happily ever after.
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Owari
Note: Okay. I got bored and ended up watching Cinderella (the live-action) on netflix. So yes. I’m blaming netflix for this monstrosity. *Dies*