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Title: Almost a Century
Author: Fyliwion
Theme: #29-Sound of Waves
Fandom: Detective Conan
Pairing: Aoko/Kaito
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3150
Disclaimer: Not my characters belong solely to Gosho Aoyama.
“She hasn’t had any visitors?”
“None, sad isn’t it?”
The nurse peered over into the hospital room and shook her head in dismay, “They say she was one of the best in her time. She’s seen everything that’s happened in this century, and her father had been just as important. Can you imagine? Living right in the middle of the most dramatic events in our time and still living to be almost a hundred?”
“I don‘t know…” the other woman frowned as a chill ran down her back. “Outliving everyone else you knew, until people forgot you might actually still be alive. They read about her in their history books, and I’m sure she’s even the hero of some young girls, but they all probably assumed she died decades ago. I don’t think I could stand being stuck in here, alone, after seeing and doing everything she has.”
“Mmmm I guess…” replied the other nurse. “Still… must be something.” They looked back in the room and saw the woman’s eyes open as she turned to look out her window. It was surprising to both women at how serene she looked. Her blue eyes were steady as she stared out, and her wrinkles seemed softer as a faint smile brushed her lips.
Both of the nurses felt a sense of wonder, how the woman could still look so peaceful even as her life was drawing to a close without even a friend at her side. She looked every bit the icon she was, a legend in her own right.
It was shouting that brought the nurses back to what they were doing, or should be doing. They could hear several voices and they seemed to be getting even louder.
“Probably should check on that…”
“Yeah, wonder what’s going on. This is a private wing, don’t they realize they can’t make noise like that down here?”
The problem became obvious when they saw a young boy glowering at one of the doctors and a clerk. He looked to be possibly a high schooler but far more likely in middle school, especially the way he was almost bouncing about and rambling on in an attempt to talk the doctor’s into something.
Personally both nurses thought he was probably an escapee from the children’s ward.
“Look kid I can’t let you back there, and it says in the records that our resident in room 412 has never been married, and I can assure you her records state she has never had a child so you are most definitely not her grandchild.” He crossed his arms and gave the boy a look that had sent men far older than that kid cowering.
The boy stared back unblinking, “Sir please. I need to see her, the only reason I even said that was because I presumed you weren‘t going to let me in if I just told you I happened to be a friend of the family.”
“We are not a playground, nor a autograph session. I understand if you want to talk to her and see the legendary lady, but she’s older than all those pictures say and she’s-”
“I don’t want to interrogate her! I want to talk to her! Look if you’d just let me in for a few minutes in private-”
“Which is out of the question without a reference-”
It was one of the nurses who found herself drawn into the conversation as she blurted out, “412? Nakamori-sama’s room?”
The boy, doctor, second nurse, and clerk all turned to stare at the young woman. She felt her cheeks burn, but having seen how alone the woman had been before she couldn’t help but hope.
“Yes- Aoko Nakamori-” said the boy enthusasistically. “Please I need to see her.”
The nurse looked up at the doctor, “Sir do you think it would do any harm? She hasn’t had a vistor in such a long tme, and all her family is long dead- not that she had much to begin with. It would do her some good to see a fresh young face.”
“I shouldn’t-”
“What if I escort him back?” the nurse looked at the man hopefully.
He looked doubtful but finally waved his hand at the two of them, “Fine fine… go escort him back but make sure he doesn’t hurt her and don’t let him keep her up all day.”
“Yes sir…”
It was odd that once the doctor was gone the boy grew far quieter. He still had a gleam in his eyes, but the mood seemed more sombre and he looked like he was deep in thought. She was still curious about why a boy so young would be coming to see the woman, and hoped she wasn’t making some terrible mistake.
“So what’s your name boy?” The young man had peaked her curiosity, he seemed so energetic but he hold himself in a way that put him in a different category than most of the kids. He was practically glowing at her.
“Kuroba miss.” He didn’t offer her anything else, but looked up at her with a set expression.
“Okay Kuroba-kun. But I need to warn you, she’s very old and weak and I’m afraid she may not have much longer so don’t do anything that might upset her promise?”
“Of course miss.”
“So… why do you want to see her? Project for school? Want to be in law enforcement?”
A faint smile fell across the boy‘s face as though he was enjoying a private joke, “I said she was a friend of the family, and she is. I… I heard she was here and I wanted to see her, thought she might like some company. I’m not in school anymore anyway…”
“Oh-”
They stopped in front of the room and this time the boy honoured the nurse with a full out grin, “Don’t need to finish school after all because I’m a magician,” he winked at her and pulled out a flower from midair. Kuroba held it out to her and she found herself laughing. It had been a long time since she’d seen such a good trick.
“Well with a talent like that I bet you’ll go far Kuroba-kun. Alright you can go in now-”
“Thank you miss, for letting me. It’s really important.”
“You’re welcome-” she told him with a smile.
__ ___
Aoko was looked out her window and let her thoughts drift away from the tedious white walls of the hospital. She supposed she could watch the television, or at least ask for a form of the news casts, but she didn’t really care about all of that now. No more running to heists or bringing down criminals for her after all.
Those days were long past.
Perhaps too long past.
Sometimes she wondered what would finally happen when she died. She presumed if she saw anyone it would be Kaito. Perhaps he’d swing her up in his arms or hold out a hand or just wave at her. Or perhaps there would be no one at all and the world would just fade away.
She sometimes hoped it would be the latter, she was a bit scared of facing him again after all this time.
She let her eyes close again, and she tried to drift off. She decided long ago why those in their later years chose sleep over reality. In sleep she might have the life she always wished for, curled up in Kaito‘s arms and seventy years younger… or a thousand other things.
In sleep she’d escape from the walls that constantly threatened to close in on her.
She must have achieved her goal because she heard a very young Kaito call to her, “Aoko?”
She found herself opening her eyes, an odd thing in itself for a dream, and realized she was still in the hospital and old as ever. Across the room a very young Kaito was watching her with a wide eyed and worried expression. Eyes were hardened, mouth set, and he seemed poised to run at a moment’s notice.
Nightmare then, or at least not a nice dream. Here she was old and useless and there was a bouncing little Kaito who looked like a child in her eyes. A little boy.
“Mmmm I was kind of hoping for a happy dream you know,” she said hoarsely. “Perhaps me fifty years younger and you a good twenty years older, oh well worst that can happen is you’ll start a snow storm inside… forgive me if I don’t chase you with a mop.” The effort it took caused her to start coughing drastically. It wracked her chest, and a second later the boy was across the room holding her up and helping her with a tissue.
“Sorry to disappoint, this is no dream, but don’t worry I’ll try not to do anything that would get me chased out, since I think your nurse is all too willing to do that for you-” he grinned at her, but she could see the fear in his eyes.
“-Kaito?” her voice was incredulous, but instead she leaned back and gave a very weak laugh. “Mmm Kaito’s child… or grandchild… didn’t know he ever had any- that or I’m becoming delusional in my old age.”
“Neither. I never married for one, and as to the delusions? Well the nurse let me, and you could call her- she’d tell you I’m real. Aoko.”
“Aoko-” she said softly to herself. “So long since anyone called me that…”
The boy was holding one of her hands and gave it a very gentle squeeze. His other hand was threaded in her hair, and he knelt at the edge of her bed. “I’ve missed you.”
She opened her eyes wider and she stared up at him, “You’re warm…” Her eyes met his deep blue ones and against her will she felt her chest tighten, “You really are him aren’t you-” she chuckled lightly, “A little late aren’t you Kaito?”
He grinned back, “Do you have any idea how hard it is to find you? Hacked into half a dozen government files trying to come up something on your location. Fake names and everything else included. You’re a legend now, and I guess they really don’t want you to be disturbed. No offence Aoko but I can’t really imagine an assassination attempt on a ninety-six year old woman.”
“Ninety-seven. You missed my birthday again.”
“Right… Sorry about that, you’ll have to hit me for it later.”
She sighed an leaned back into a pillow, “This should disturb me more I think. Seeing you her all of what… ten years old?” she managed a smile.
“I look to be about sixteen or seventeen thank you very much- least I’m not a hundred…”
“Don’t mouth me boy-” she told him sternly, “I could be you’re grandmother,” she chuckled weakly again, “Hard to think I though you attractive like that when I was young,” she felt his hand tighten on hers and in some ways it hurt more seeing how young his skin was- untouched by wrinkles. She brought her own up to run against his cheek, “Seems so long ago-”
“Well… you know… to the average human a hundred years is usually seen as quite a long time what with it being a century and all.”
She sighed and pulled away a little from him, “Kaito.. I.. I don’t know how you did it, but then I’ve seen some unbelievable things in my years. Things that shouldn’t exist…” Her voice shook slightly. “Why did you come so late? To mock me in my old age? Why not when I was still young.. Still…“ her voice cracked and she felt tears welling up in her eyes.
She felt a weight on her shoulder and small arms embrace her carefully, “I regret nothing more then the fact that I didn’t come sooner. First I was too scared. Then I thought you’d already passed away, and when I heard a rumour you might still be alive…”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have come… I can’t come with you now-” she told him as she gave another cough, “Or didn’t they have the heart to tell you I was dying?” She met his eyes and felt a jolt of surprise as his eyes didn’t waver.
“Aoko-”
“I’m sorry Kaito…” she shut her eyes. “I know what its like to be alone… I wish-”
“Would you come with me?”
The only noise in the room was the sound of waves from the heart monitor, irregular and almost like a final count down to the situation. It hung between them, and a consitant reminder of where they were and what the situation was.
The old woman gave a bitter laugh, “Like this? Kaito I can barely walk to the bathroom by myself, and you look a mite young to be carrying off an old woman like me. Hah! First I looked to boyish for you, and now I’m just decrepit.”
“I was stupid Aoko. You were beautiful, you still are beaut-”
“Don’t.” She coughed out, but the effect was ruined by the fact the sounds of the heart monitor sped up considerably and the waves were coming far quicker. It made Kaito laugh.
“I hate that thing-” she muttered under her breath.
“I mean it Aoko- What if I had a way? I wouldn’t… I can’t push it on you, but you see me. What if- What if we had another chance?”
“To… To be young again?” She looked at him with a sort of awe, “You mean you aren’t just using a very good cream?”
He grinned, “Nope. This is one-hundred percent magic, not even my breed but after all the work I went to get it I.. well..” Something passed over his face and he shook his head, “I never meant to get like this, but it happened. It’s your choice Aoko, and I don’t blame you if you want to just-”
“With you?”
He smiled, “Yeah. No stupid mistakes this time around, promise. Just you and me. Oh and no KID either. Promise.”
“S’all right. He retired years ago anyway-” she told him weakly. “I… I thought he’d died…”
“Sorry to disappoint.”
He had a hand against her cheek again and as she looked up she was shocked to see water reflecting in his eyes. She placed a hand on his and he leaned forward on her letting her gently wrap her arms around him, “I… I thought you were gone Aoko. I thought it was over, and I’d never see you again. Ever. I couldn’t even find where they buried you, and when they said you were alive…” He was rambling, and the only time she could ever in all her years remember him like this was when they were eight and his father had died.
“I’m not… I’m not, and I won’t leave you again-” she said running a soothing hand over his hair. “I’d be crazy to say no-”
“You’d be crazy to say yes-” he told her a moment later, his breathing steady again as he pulled away to look at her.
“Well they think I’m old and batty so this just proves them right. Think you can get me out of here?”
He held out a red vial from his pocket and grinned wider, “You know it. I think I can manage one more KID heist if you don’t mind, though let me give this to you first. Hurts like hell by the way, and doesn’t really go to work until a few hours later, but this way it’ll get it going just encase-” his eyes flickered towards her heart monitor.
She chuckled, “I’m not going to die yet.”
“I believe you-” he said as he leaned over to place a kiss gently on her forehead.
__ ____ ____
The nurse had initially been watching from the window, after all as nice as the boy seemed precautions did need to be taken.
Her view on the scenario started to change when they began to interact.
The way the old lady lit up more than she’d ever seen her when he walked in. The way her eyes glowed at him. The way he watched her with a sort of adoration. The way they seemed to banter, even when she could barely sit up.
She’d never seen the like, at least not with a pair like this. Why the woman must have been in her eighties when the boy was born!
It was obvious they knew each other well. Perhaps he had been adopted family or something, perhaps she had given birth to a child and kept it entirely under wraps and this boy was her grandson.
That thought changed when he was at her side holding her with all the care a lover might. The way he brushed at her hair, the expression his face, how he held his lips just at her ear and the old woman ran her own fingers down his cheek.
With anyone younger than the old woman, or perhaps older than the boy it might have been disturbing- but with this pair the nurse found herself on the verge of crying. It was absolutely bizarre. The whole thing was absurd and just impossible.
Except she was seeing it, and the more she looked at the boy the less she saw that was boyish about him. His posture, his actions, and most of all his eyes said he was not sixteen. On the other hand he was most definitely not older than that, for pity’s sake he‘d barely even reached puberty!
Yet the way he placed a kiss gently on the woman’s forehead, and the hope in her eyes as she gazed back-
It was then the nurse realized she didn’t care. She didn’t care why the “boy” was there, or what was going to happen. She had been taking care of Nakamori-sama for over two years now, and she had never smiled the way she was smiling at this child.
She turned around, drew the shade, and walked away deciding whatever happened happened for the best.
Perhaps that was why she wasn’t surprised when the hospital went under red alert hours later, and she was called in to questioning for the disappearance of Aoko Nakamori.
Just like that, a ninety year old woman had disappeared, no signs of a struggle and no change in the cameras, and no other evidence that anyone had ever been there except one.
A note left folded on the bed-
For my last heist I have taken the bright gem of all. Sorry I didn’t give you an earlier notice, but I wasn’t sure this gem truly wished to be stolen.
Thank you for taking care of her for me!
Kaitou KID
And all the nurse could think was, no one would ever believe her anyway.
A/N: Another fic! And I think after this only two more… hard to believe it’s come so quick… this one hit me like a ton of bricks and I have a suspicion Doctor Who might’ve helped… ya know… immortality’s fun in all fields ^_^
Author: Fyliwion
Theme: #29-Sound of Waves
Fandom: Detective Conan
Pairing: Aoko/Kaito
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3150
Disclaimer: Not my characters belong solely to Gosho Aoyama.
“She hasn’t had any visitors?”
“None, sad isn’t it?”
The nurse peered over into the hospital room and shook her head in dismay, “They say she was one of the best in her time. She’s seen everything that’s happened in this century, and her father had been just as important. Can you imagine? Living right in the middle of the most dramatic events in our time and still living to be almost a hundred?”
“I don‘t know…” the other woman frowned as a chill ran down her back. “Outliving everyone else you knew, until people forgot you might actually still be alive. They read about her in their history books, and I’m sure she’s even the hero of some young girls, but they all probably assumed she died decades ago. I don’t think I could stand being stuck in here, alone, after seeing and doing everything she has.”
“Mmmm I guess…” replied the other nurse. “Still… must be something.” They looked back in the room and saw the woman’s eyes open as she turned to look out her window. It was surprising to both women at how serene she looked. Her blue eyes were steady as she stared out, and her wrinkles seemed softer as a faint smile brushed her lips.
Both of the nurses felt a sense of wonder, how the woman could still look so peaceful even as her life was drawing to a close without even a friend at her side. She looked every bit the icon she was, a legend in her own right.
It was shouting that brought the nurses back to what they were doing, or should be doing. They could hear several voices and they seemed to be getting even louder.
“Probably should check on that…”
“Yeah, wonder what’s going on. This is a private wing, don’t they realize they can’t make noise like that down here?”
The problem became obvious when they saw a young boy glowering at one of the doctors and a clerk. He looked to be possibly a high schooler but far more likely in middle school, especially the way he was almost bouncing about and rambling on in an attempt to talk the doctor’s into something.
Personally both nurses thought he was probably an escapee from the children’s ward.
“Look kid I can’t let you back there, and it says in the records that our resident in room 412 has never been married, and I can assure you her records state she has never had a child so you are most definitely not her grandchild.” He crossed his arms and gave the boy a look that had sent men far older than that kid cowering.
The boy stared back unblinking, “Sir please. I need to see her, the only reason I even said that was because I presumed you weren‘t going to let me in if I just told you I happened to be a friend of the family.”
“We are not a playground, nor a autograph session. I understand if you want to talk to her and see the legendary lady, but she’s older than all those pictures say and she’s-”
“I don’t want to interrogate her! I want to talk to her! Look if you’d just let me in for a few minutes in private-”
“Which is out of the question without a reference-”
It was one of the nurses who found herself drawn into the conversation as she blurted out, “412? Nakamori-sama’s room?”
The boy, doctor, second nurse, and clerk all turned to stare at the young woman. She felt her cheeks burn, but having seen how alone the woman had been before she couldn’t help but hope.
“Yes- Aoko Nakamori-” said the boy enthusasistically. “Please I need to see her.”
The nurse looked up at the doctor, “Sir do you think it would do any harm? She hasn’t had a vistor in such a long tme, and all her family is long dead- not that she had much to begin with. It would do her some good to see a fresh young face.”
“I shouldn’t-”
“What if I escort him back?” the nurse looked at the man hopefully.
He looked doubtful but finally waved his hand at the two of them, “Fine fine… go escort him back but make sure he doesn’t hurt her and don’t let him keep her up all day.”
“Yes sir…”
It was odd that once the doctor was gone the boy grew far quieter. He still had a gleam in his eyes, but the mood seemed more sombre and he looked like he was deep in thought. She was still curious about why a boy so young would be coming to see the woman, and hoped she wasn’t making some terrible mistake.
“So what’s your name boy?” The young man had peaked her curiosity, he seemed so energetic but he hold himself in a way that put him in a different category than most of the kids. He was practically glowing at her.
“Kuroba miss.” He didn’t offer her anything else, but looked up at her with a set expression.
“Okay Kuroba-kun. But I need to warn you, she’s very old and weak and I’m afraid she may not have much longer so don’t do anything that might upset her promise?”
“Of course miss.”
“So… why do you want to see her? Project for school? Want to be in law enforcement?”
A faint smile fell across the boy‘s face as though he was enjoying a private joke, “I said she was a friend of the family, and she is. I… I heard she was here and I wanted to see her, thought she might like some company. I’m not in school anymore anyway…”
“Oh-”
They stopped in front of the room and this time the boy honoured the nurse with a full out grin, “Don’t need to finish school after all because I’m a magician,” he winked at her and pulled out a flower from midair. Kuroba held it out to her and she found herself laughing. It had been a long time since she’d seen such a good trick.
“Well with a talent like that I bet you’ll go far Kuroba-kun. Alright you can go in now-”
“Thank you miss, for letting me. It’s really important.”
“You’re welcome-” she told him with a smile.
__ ___
Aoko was looked out her window and let her thoughts drift away from the tedious white walls of the hospital. She supposed she could watch the television, or at least ask for a form of the news casts, but she didn’t really care about all of that now. No more running to heists or bringing down criminals for her after all.
Those days were long past.
Perhaps too long past.
Sometimes she wondered what would finally happen when she died. She presumed if she saw anyone it would be Kaito. Perhaps he’d swing her up in his arms or hold out a hand or just wave at her. Or perhaps there would be no one at all and the world would just fade away.
She sometimes hoped it would be the latter, she was a bit scared of facing him again after all this time.
She let her eyes close again, and she tried to drift off. She decided long ago why those in their later years chose sleep over reality. In sleep she might have the life she always wished for, curled up in Kaito‘s arms and seventy years younger… or a thousand other things.
In sleep she’d escape from the walls that constantly threatened to close in on her.
She must have achieved her goal because she heard a very young Kaito call to her, “Aoko?”
She found herself opening her eyes, an odd thing in itself for a dream, and realized she was still in the hospital and old as ever. Across the room a very young Kaito was watching her with a wide eyed and worried expression. Eyes were hardened, mouth set, and he seemed poised to run at a moment’s notice.
Nightmare then, or at least not a nice dream. Here she was old and useless and there was a bouncing little Kaito who looked like a child in her eyes. A little boy.
“Mmmm I was kind of hoping for a happy dream you know,” she said hoarsely. “Perhaps me fifty years younger and you a good twenty years older, oh well worst that can happen is you’ll start a snow storm inside… forgive me if I don’t chase you with a mop.” The effort it took caused her to start coughing drastically. It wracked her chest, and a second later the boy was across the room holding her up and helping her with a tissue.
“Sorry to disappoint, this is no dream, but don’t worry I’ll try not to do anything that would get me chased out, since I think your nurse is all too willing to do that for you-” he grinned at her, but she could see the fear in his eyes.
“-Kaito?” her voice was incredulous, but instead she leaned back and gave a very weak laugh. “Mmm Kaito’s child… or grandchild… didn’t know he ever had any- that or I’m becoming delusional in my old age.”
“Neither. I never married for one, and as to the delusions? Well the nurse let me, and you could call her- she’d tell you I’m real. Aoko.”
“Aoko-” she said softly to herself. “So long since anyone called me that…”
The boy was holding one of her hands and gave it a very gentle squeeze. His other hand was threaded in her hair, and he knelt at the edge of her bed. “I’ve missed you.”
She opened her eyes wider and she stared up at him, “You’re warm…” Her eyes met his deep blue ones and against her will she felt her chest tighten, “You really are him aren’t you-” she chuckled lightly, “A little late aren’t you Kaito?”
He grinned back, “Do you have any idea how hard it is to find you? Hacked into half a dozen government files trying to come up something on your location. Fake names and everything else included. You’re a legend now, and I guess they really don’t want you to be disturbed. No offence Aoko but I can’t really imagine an assassination attempt on a ninety-six year old woman.”
“Ninety-seven. You missed my birthday again.”
“Right… Sorry about that, you’ll have to hit me for it later.”
She sighed an leaned back into a pillow, “This should disturb me more I think. Seeing you her all of what… ten years old?” she managed a smile.
“I look to be about sixteen or seventeen thank you very much- least I’m not a hundred…”
“Don’t mouth me boy-” she told him sternly, “I could be you’re grandmother,” she chuckled weakly again, “Hard to think I though you attractive like that when I was young,” she felt his hand tighten on hers and in some ways it hurt more seeing how young his skin was- untouched by wrinkles. She brought her own up to run against his cheek, “Seems so long ago-”
“Well… you know… to the average human a hundred years is usually seen as quite a long time what with it being a century and all.”
She sighed and pulled away a little from him, “Kaito.. I.. I don’t know how you did it, but then I’ve seen some unbelievable things in my years. Things that shouldn’t exist…” Her voice shook slightly. “Why did you come so late? To mock me in my old age? Why not when I was still young.. Still…“ her voice cracked and she felt tears welling up in her eyes.
She felt a weight on her shoulder and small arms embrace her carefully, “I regret nothing more then the fact that I didn’t come sooner. First I was too scared. Then I thought you’d already passed away, and when I heard a rumour you might still be alive…”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have come… I can’t come with you now-” she told him as she gave another cough, “Or didn’t they have the heart to tell you I was dying?” She met his eyes and felt a jolt of surprise as his eyes didn’t waver.
“Aoko-”
“I’m sorry Kaito…” she shut her eyes. “I know what its like to be alone… I wish-”
“Would you come with me?”
The only noise in the room was the sound of waves from the heart monitor, irregular and almost like a final count down to the situation. It hung between them, and a consitant reminder of where they were and what the situation was.
The old woman gave a bitter laugh, “Like this? Kaito I can barely walk to the bathroom by myself, and you look a mite young to be carrying off an old woman like me. Hah! First I looked to boyish for you, and now I’m just decrepit.”
“I was stupid Aoko. You were beautiful, you still are beaut-”
“Don’t.” She coughed out, but the effect was ruined by the fact the sounds of the heart monitor sped up considerably and the waves were coming far quicker. It made Kaito laugh.
“I hate that thing-” she muttered under her breath.
“I mean it Aoko- What if I had a way? I wouldn’t… I can’t push it on you, but you see me. What if- What if we had another chance?”
“To… To be young again?” She looked at him with a sort of awe, “You mean you aren’t just using a very good cream?”
He grinned, “Nope. This is one-hundred percent magic, not even my breed but after all the work I went to get it I.. well..” Something passed over his face and he shook his head, “I never meant to get like this, but it happened. It’s your choice Aoko, and I don’t blame you if you want to just-”
“With you?”
He smiled, “Yeah. No stupid mistakes this time around, promise. Just you and me. Oh and no KID either. Promise.”
“S’all right. He retired years ago anyway-” she told him weakly. “I… I thought he’d died…”
“Sorry to disappoint.”
He had a hand against her cheek again and as she looked up she was shocked to see water reflecting in his eyes. She placed a hand on his and he leaned forward on her letting her gently wrap her arms around him, “I… I thought you were gone Aoko. I thought it was over, and I’d never see you again. Ever. I couldn’t even find where they buried you, and when they said you were alive…” He was rambling, and the only time she could ever in all her years remember him like this was when they were eight and his father had died.
“I’m not… I’m not, and I won’t leave you again-” she said running a soothing hand over his hair. “I’d be crazy to say no-”
“You’d be crazy to say yes-” he told her a moment later, his breathing steady again as he pulled away to look at her.
“Well they think I’m old and batty so this just proves them right. Think you can get me out of here?”
He held out a red vial from his pocket and grinned wider, “You know it. I think I can manage one more KID heist if you don’t mind, though let me give this to you first. Hurts like hell by the way, and doesn’t really go to work until a few hours later, but this way it’ll get it going just encase-” his eyes flickered towards her heart monitor.
She chuckled, “I’m not going to die yet.”
“I believe you-” he said as he leaned over to place a kiss gently on her forehead.
__ ____ ____
The nurse had initially been watching from the window, after all as nice as the boy seemed precautions did need to be taken.
Her view on the scenario started to change when they began to interact.
The way the old lady lit up more than she’d ever seen her when he walked in. The way her eyes glowed at him. The way he watched her with a sort of adoration. The way they seemed to banter, even when she could barely sit up.
She’d never seen the like, at least not with a pair like this. Why the woman must have been in her eighties when the boy was born!
It was obvious they knew each other well. Perhaps he had been adopted family or something, perhaps she had given birth to a child and kept it entirely under wraps and this boy was her grandson.
That thought changed when he was at her side holding her with all the care a lover might. The way he brushed at her hair, the expression his face, how he held his lips just at her ear and the old woman ran her own fingers down his cheek.
With anyone younger than the old woman, or perhaps older than the boy it might have been disturbing- but with this pair the nurse found herself on the verge of crying. It was absolutely bizarre. The whole thing was absurd and just impossible.
Except she was seeing it, and the more she looked at the boy the less she saw that was boyish about him. His posture, his actions, and most of all his eyes said he was not sixteen. On the other hand he was most definitely not older than that, for pity’s sake he‘d barely even reached puberty!
Yet the way he placed a kiss gently on the woman’s forehead, and the hope in her eyes as she gazed back-
It was then the nurse realized she didn’t care. She didn’t care why the “boy” was there, or what was going to happen. She had been taking care of Nakamori-sama for over two years now, and she had never smiled the way she was smiling at this child.
She turned around, drew the shade, and walked away deciding whatever happened happened for the best.
Perhaps that was why she wasn’t surprised when the hospital went under red alert hours later, and she was called in to questioning for the disappearance of Aoko Nakamori.
Just like that, a ninety year old woman had disappeared, no signs of a struggle and no change in the cameras, and no other evidence that anyone had ever been there except one.
A note left folded on the bed-
For my last heist I have taken the bright gem of all. Sorry I didn’t give you an earlier notice, but I wasn’t sure this gem truly wished to be stolen.
Thank you for taking care of her for me!
Kaitou KID
And all the nurse could think was, no one would ever believe her anyway.
A/N: Another fic! And I think after this only two more… hard to believe it’s come so quick… this one hit me like a ton of bricks and I have a suspicion Doctor Who might’ve helped… ya know… immortality’s fun in all fields ^_^