FIC: Conjour's Masqurade (4/?)
Edit: Edited due to error in the last flashback.
Story Information:
Title: Conjour's Masquerade
Authour: Saitaina
Rating: R (chapter)/NC-17 (full story)
Characters/Pairings: Kuroba Kaito/Hakuba Saguru, Edogowa Conan/Koizumi Akako, Kuroba Mika (Kaito's mother)/Jii, Nakamori Aoko/Male OC, Nakamori Ginzo/Female OC (Maria), Kuroba Rose (Kaito's little sister), Bohdana, Saguru/Eden, Kaito/Kaitou Kid, Eden/Ask, Eva/Pan, Lily
Summary: It's been seven years, since the death of Kaitou Kid, but there is still one thing out there, Kaito and Kiden left un-finished.
WARNINGS: Sex, death, illness, MAGIC, slight religious content later.
Chapter Information:
Title: Love Song From a Diffrent Point of View
Summary: As Ask and Pan kidnap Kidoko from the hospital, Ask remembers why it's not a good idea to fall in love with someone who can't love you back.
Notes: Yes, there's major OC action here, but come on, Ask is adorable. Also Saguru and Conan finding out about Kidoko! Also heavy italics (sorry, goldfishlover73!).
Chapter Four: Love Song From a Different Point of View
The hardest thing to do, is to watch the one you love, love someone else. -Unknown
"I'm surprised to find you here."
Kiden looked up from where he was leaning against a gravestone, blinking at the blond who was wheeling himself carefully down the path towards him. "Yuki," Kiden greeted, returning to his book.
"Eva said you never come here," Yuki said, watching the brunette across from him. "Why now?"
Kiden put a finger between the pages, looking back up at the blond before his eyes darted to the side, towards a fresh grave before glancing back at the blond. "I'm sitting with a friend," Kiden said, then returning his attention back to the book.
Yuki glanced at the grave before wheeling his chair closer, putting the breaks on as he reached Kiden's side, looking down at the man that had so troubled his superiors. "I should kill you," Yuki said evenly, as if he was discussing a lunch order. "After all, you're not supposed to be alive."
"Maybe you should," Kiden said, not looking up at Yuki, instead turning the page, studying the new lines of text.
Yuki was silent for a moment, before clearing his throat un-comfortably, watching a butterfly flutter by, resting oh so gently on the top of the flower bouquet that made up the statue of Edogowa Kiden's grave. "Why did you save me?" He finally asked, looking at Kiden, confusion crossing his young face.
Kiden sighed and closed his book, without bothering to mark the page. "Because you were there." Kiden said simply, finally looking at the ten year old, without his mind being somewhere else. "What else did you expect me to do?"
"Leave me there. I'm your enemy, Kiden. A born and bred operative of the Black Organization."
"Maybe that's what made it fun," Kid said with a mile, pushing himself up off the empty gave. He reached out, gently tilting Yuki's head up. "No one else wanted to save you, in fact, Pan wanted to kill you, as you lay gasping on your own blood." Kid leaned close, his lips brushing Yuki's ear. "You owe me." he whispered, before straightening and heading for the road where he motorcycle waited.
Yuki watched him go, his ear tingling slightly from the rush of Kid's warm breath over his flesh before he looked back at the fresh grave, wondering if that was the price, of owing Kid.
--
"Why the hell did you name me Ask?"
"Because it amused me," Kiden said, not looking up from the files he was organizing. "To be accepted by the group, you needed a new name, one without ties to the 'smelly men' as Lily calls them."
"But, why Ask?"
Kiden smirked at the reflection of a dimmed monitor, studying the blond behind him. "Because you're a dear, wooden boy, missing all life and spark. The name fits."
"And what are you going to call yourself, dead man?"
Kiden shrugged, returning to his organizing. "I haven't decided yet."
Yuki, now named Ask studied the back of the thief, a faint memory of a graveyard and a whispery breath crossing his mind, the image tainted by the time and moments between. "Eden." Ask said firmly, his voice broking no argument, not that Kiden was inclined to.
"Eden?" Kiden questioned, turning to look at Ask curiously.
"E as in Edogowa, and 'den' for Kiden...must honor the dead after all, as well as the only person you seem to care about anymore." Ask said, nodding to the picture of Conan Kiden kept by his computer.
"Eden...I like it." Kiden smiled before turning back around, mind consumed with work again, though he did turn the picture of Conan face down, blocking it from Ask's view.
Ask took this as a dismissal, turning his wheel chair around, heading for the elevator. He waited until he was shut away behind the metal walls before slumping, body slouching as he released the stress he felt, holding himself so stiffly before Kiden. He watched the numbers counting down the three floors to the club below, giving a small smile. "Eden...as in a place of bliss and utter ecstasy." he whispered, holding the image of Kid's smile close to his heart.
--
"Sixteen already, hard to imagine," Eden said, smiling at the blond across from him as he trailed a finger down Lily's cheek, watching as the girl giggled drunkenly. "And to think, just yesterday you were the small, broken little boy I could hold in my arms as they cut off your legs."
Ask glared at Eden, raising his drink to his lips to keep from speaking, downing the fiery alcohol. The action backfired however, ending up causing Ask to cough violently. Eden laughed, sliding a glass of water towards Ask. "Perhaps we should put you back on Shirley Temples?" He asked cruelly, downing his own glass of Tequila and closing his eyes at the sudden rush of dizziness as the alcohol swamped him.
Eden stood shakily, climbing over Lily and Eva to stand, pulling the just recovered Ask away from the table. "If you'll excuse us, I have a gift for the birthday boy." he said, giving a courtly bow to the the table, causing Lily to giggle again, before wheeling Ask towards the back hallway.
He choose his route purposely, pushing Ask down one of the more...populated hallways of couples in various states of undress and intercourse, ignoring the tensing of Ask's shoulders with each step they took. Finally the pair made it to a private room that the owner reserved purely for Bohdie and her group, wheeling Ask into the room and locking it behind him.
"So, what did you have for me?" Ask asked, his voice cold, aggravated with Eden's actions.
"Patience, my wooden boy."
"You're as bad as Vermouth, calling me stupid names. She always called me Snow White."
Eden raised an eyebrow, turning to look at the sixteen year old, crossing in front of the chair to tilt Ask's face up. "The name fits," he said after a moment, his thumb brushing over Ask's rose pink lips. "You're so cold..." Eden's knelt, pressing his lips against Ask's, the teen's going wide in surprise, staring at the wall over shoulder, before fluttering shut as a warm tonger traced his lips, gently working them open.
Eden pulled away after a moment, giving Ask's lips a final lick, grinning wickedly as the teenager whimpered in protest. "Happy Birthday, Yuki." he whispered, before pulling Ask in for a deeper kiss."
--
"We're here," Pan said gruffly, and Ask was jerked out of his thoughts, looking up at the taller man before nodding, wheeling himself out of the elevator, following Pan towards the room where his girlfriend has been taken.
They were forced to wait outside, as the nurses changed Kidoko into a gown after cleaning up the mess that had been made putting the girl back together, allowed in only when they were sure Kidoko was resting comfortably.
Ask wheeled himself to the bed, taking the limp hand in his, gently caressing it, trying not to stare at the IV's, monitors and other odds and ends that made up a critical patient. "They removed her breasts," he whispered softly, the hand not clutching Kidoko's tracing over the muscled, but flat chest left once the silicone breast forms were removed. "She hates being seen without them."
"They're in the bag behind the door, Ask. I doubt Kidoko will have much problem with them being there."
Ask kissed the back of Kidoko's hand, trying to regain his his equilibrium and drag back up the mask of an un-feeling bastard he had used since he was five. "What happened to her?"
"She fell, from a great height." a voice said and Ask turned, angling his slender body in front of Kidoko as best he could while in the wheelchair, feeling re-assured as Pan moved next to him, the older man's hand near the hidden gun on his thigh.
"Doctor," Ask greeted, recognizing the man who had performed the surgery on his legs, as well as treated the group whenever they needed it, no questions asked. "I didn't realize you practiced here."
"I don't, but I was in the building and was called in as her general practitioner." Dr. Itou said, smiling at the teenager before him. "How are you, Kudo-chan?"
Ask shifted, un-used to hearing his actual family name, outside of the few visits he had with Dr. Itou. "Fine, thank you. But what about Kidoko? Will she be alright?"
"I believe she will, though it is all up to her, at the moment. The best results will of course, be if she wakes up tonight and is fully conscious, though, considering her past history..." Dr. Itou trailed off for a moment before clearing his throat. "If she doesn't wake up tonight, we'll have to keep her under supervision. She managed to avoid the worst of it, but ended up hitting her head somewhere along the line, and it's the second injury to the same region."
"Second?" Ask asked, confused.
"Kidoko was in control when she fell the first time, eight years ago." Pan said softly, remembering the horrific looking fall Kaitou Kid took into the side of a building.
"Oh," Ask said softly, turning his attention back to the woman in the bed, worry dancing about his face.
--
"I need to see the ID brought in with the blond woman." Saguru said, showing his badge to the nurse at the station.
"Of course sir, right away." The nurse said, pushing herself backwards and standing, giving Saguru a bow. She headed into the back, moving down to Kidoko's room. She bowed to the men inside before standing on tiptoe to whisper in Dr. Itou's here. "Inspector Hakuba is here," she whispered, her hand reaching into the patient belongings to retrieve Kidoko's ID. "He's formally requesting her ID."
"Shit," Itou said before glancing at the hallway. "Give it to him, we'll figure something out."
The nurse nodded and headed back to turn over the ID. Dr. Itou headed over to the monitors, un-hooking Kidoko with Pan's help.
Ask wheeled backwards, confused. "What's going on?"
"Hakuba-san is outside, requesting Kidoko's identification."
"Shit." Ask said, echoing Itou's thoughts. He headed for the door, closing it and grabbing Kidoko's things. "Is there anyway we can wake her up?"
"No, unfortunately. Which means we have to figure out how to get here without Hakuba seeing." Dr. Itou said, closing off the IV drip for the time-being.
"I'll carry her," Pan said, only to be cut off mid motion of picking up Kidoko's slender body by a groan from the girl in question.
Kidoko's eyelashes fluttered, before slowly opening. She stared at the ceiling for a long, silent moment before looking at Dr. Itou. "What's going on?" She asked, her voice rough and rather male.
"You're in the hospital, you fell and hit your head. Unfortunately, we don't have much time. Inspector Hakuba is down the hall, with your identification."
"Shit." Kidoko said and sat up, ignoring the rush of lightheadedness. "Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go," she mumbled, pulling off the tape holding the IV in her arm.
"Kidoko, don..." Dr. Itou rubbed his forehead as the woman pulled the IV out of her arm, getting blood everywhere. "Never mind, just go." he muttered, cleaning up the mess while Kidoko hopped out of bed, stumbling.
Pan grabbed the girl around the waist, lifting her off her feet. "Let's go, princess." He said, heading to the window Ask was opening. Pan took a glance down to see where they were, before grinning. "Later, doctor." he said, setting Kidoko in Ask's lap before carefully climbing out the window, standing on a partial ledge.
He reached back in, gently taking Kidoko into his arms, adjusting her as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, closing her eyes. Once she was secure, Pan jumped from the ledge, covering Kidoko's mouth as she gave a shout. The pair hit the canopy over the lobby entrance, closing their eyes tightly in a hope that the canvas would hold.
After bouncing a few times, the pair crawled to the edge, Pan climbing off first in order to help the smaller woman down, before racing for the taxi that had been waiting for Pan and Ask.
Ask watched as they climbed into the van before giving a sigh of relief, shutting the window again. He wheeled back towards the bed, climbing out of his chair and into the bed, covering part of his body with the blanket, lifting the other one for Dr. Itou to hold.
Just in time, as footsteps sounded in the hall. The pair turned, looking at the door as Saguru strode in, mouth open to berate the blond in bed...except that the blond laying there was not the one he was looking for. Frowning, he checked the number on the door, before looking back at the pair. "Sorry, I was looking for a Suzuki Kidoko?"
"I'm sorry, Inspector Hakuba, but you must have the wrong room."
"Are you sure? The nurse gave me this number..." He checked the door plaque again, his eyes narrowing.
"Quite sure, as my name is Kudo Yuki." the teenager in the bed grumbled. "Now, do you mind?" he made a shooing motion.
"Kudo?"
"Uh, yeah, that's what I said." Ask said grumpily, his eyes narrowing at the blond. "Now go away...if you don't mind."
Saguru gave the pair a final look before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. He stared at the door plaque as he did, frowning at the characters for 'Suzuki Kidoko'.
--
"Are any of your family members named 'Yuki'?" Saguru asked as he entered the room, startling Conan.
"Uh, Saguru, you know all my family members."
"I meant the other side."
"Uh, not that I know, but I haven't really paid attention to the family tree since I was ten. It's not really important to us."
"Hmm," Saguru frowned, staring at a piece of paper.
"Why?"
"Because there is a Kudo Yuki in the hospital bed that is supposed to belong to this woman." Saguru said, offering a photocopy of Kidoko's Japanese driver's license.
"This is..."
"A very good imitation of your sister." Saguru confirmed, a grim smile. "And as only six of us know what your sister looks like..."
"She's alive?" Conan gasped, staring at the image of a smiling (supposedly) blond.
--
"This is bad," Kidoko whispered, curled up in Ask's bed, clutching the mug of hot chocolate so tight, her knuckles were turning white. "So, so...so very bad."
"They were going to find out eventually," Pan muttered, sipping his coffee.
"Not like this, not...this wasn't planned." Kidoko muttered before going back to mumbling about how bad it was.
Eva rolled her eyes, taking a bite of the take-away lunch she grabbed on her way over. "You know Kidoko, she doesn't deal well when things go against what she wants." she said, gesturing to the mumbling woman with her fork before snagging another bite.
"It's not like they can find you anyway, so what does it matter? Not to mention there's plenty of women with fake blond hair and a Lolita fetish in Tokyo." Ask said, rolling his eyes as he brought up the camera's for the block that the Saguru's house was on, intending to check on the family.
"Well, that would be true, if some idiot didn't put her actual address on the license." Bohadona said from the elevator doors, throwing a pile of clothes at Kidoko. "Get dressed."
Kidoko blinked at the hot chocolate that was now on her hospital gown before un-curling, standing with Lily's support before slipping off her hospital gown. She gave a whimper at her breastless chest before being hit in the head with a wrapped bundle. She rubbed the side of her head, pouting at Bohdie before un-wrapping the bundle, giving a girlish squeal at the flesh coloured silicone before jumping back on the bed, grabbing the bottle of liquid latex that had been included, painting it across her chest.
Once the substance was tacky, he slipped the clear straps over his shoulders, carefully adjusting the breast forms so that they sat just so on his chest, before pressing the sides down, carefully blending the edges of the forms with the latex, adding another layer of the liquid over the edges to fully attach the forms as well as blend it in to the rest of his chest. He lifted the actual breast itself, patting a bit of talcum powder on his skin before placing the breast against his chest again, adjusting it so it looked perfect.
Pan watched the routine with interest, always curious to how Kidoko manipulated her breast to look as natural as Eva or Lily's. His world was devoted to Eva, but no heterosexual male could resist a nice pair of D breasts, even if they were made of silicone and latex.
Breasts attached, Kidoko stood, wiggling into the lace and nylon bits of fabric she dared call underwear, before pulling on her skirt, preferring to go topless for the moment as she waited for the latex to dry.
"So, what did you mean about Kidoko's ID?" Axel said, dragging his eyes away from his girlfriend's body.
"I mean, Kidoko wrote down the address for the Cat's Playpen on her driver's application, and as it is her actual place of residence..."
"It'll be the first place Hakuba looks, and the first place he'll find her." Ask said, groaning and throwing a pillow at Kidoko who yelped as she fell backwards off the bed. Ask checked to make sure she didn't fall on her head before turning her attention back to Bohdie. "Let me guess, you want Kidoko to stay here?"
"Actually, I was hoping you would allow Eden to stay here. I do not want Kidoko around, not here, not Jerard's, and most certainly not the Cat's Playpen."
"No fair!" Kidoko said, climbing back on the bed and pulling her see through shirt on now that the latex had dried. "I haven't gotten to be out in ages."
"You were out yesterday, and then you screwed everything up."
Kidoko groaned, falling over into Honua's lap, peeking an eye out to see if anyone bought her act before flipping over so that she was facing up, allowing Honua to play with her hair.
"Kid," Bohdie started and Kidoko suddenly stilled, knowing Bohadona was serious when she used his actual name. "You have been good for seven years, better then I expected actually, considering your personality, but now is when it counts. You cannot let Saguru find you until we're ready."
"And when is that going to be?!" Kidoko said, sitting up, shrugging off Honua's hand as it tried to pull him back down. "I'm tired of hiding, Bohdie. I'm tired of waiting, and I'm tired of not being with him! I want to go home , I want to see my brother and my best friend, I want to hold my other half...I want...I want my life back." By the end Kidoko was whispering, a tear sliding down her cheek that she angrily wiped away.
"Soon, my child. Soon this will be over and you can be home with them. We just have to build up enough resources to make sure you have a home to go back to."
"I miss them," Kidoko whispered and slipped from Honua's lap, kneeling on the floor before Bohadona, resting his head in her lap.
"I know," the elderly woman said softly, petting Kidoko's head.
--
"I warned you," Eva said, lowering her head to light up the cigarette between her lips.
"Warned me about what?" Ask muttered, looking down at the city below.
"Falling in love with him. He doesn't love anyone but himself, Ask. I told you that last year."
"You forgot Saguru, besides, I'm not in love with him."
Eva snorted, blowing out a stream of smoke. "Right, and that's why you're up here moping instead of downstairs with everyone else.
Ask was silent for a moment before un-locking his wheelchair, wheeling himself backwards from the edge of the roof, heading for the elevator. He stopped next to Eva, glaring up at her. "I owe him, Eva. He saved my life when the only family I knew left me to die. I only exist at his whim, so yes, I'm a bit dedicated with him and will do whatever he asks, that doesn't make it love."
With that, he angrily wheeled himself into the wheelchair, heading back down to his apartment.
Eva watched him go before snorting, leaning back against the stone wall, staring at the fluffy white clouds above her. "You can be a bitch and deny it all you want, Ask, but everyone knows you've fallen. Shame the first person to melt that cold heart is the one who doesn't have one."
--
"Did you hear that?" Kiden asked, reaching out a hand to halt Pan's progress.
"Hear what?" Pan asked in a whisper, trying to hear whatever it was that Kiden did. It took a moment, but he soon heard a faint sound, almost like a rat crawling through walls. "It's nothing."
Kiden ignored him, heading forward down the alley a few paces before moving several cardboard boxes. "Come here, help me." Kiden demanded.
Pan rolled his eyes at the teenager's back before helping un-cover whatever it was Kiden wanted. As the last of the boxes were removed, Pan finally got a good look at what had attracted Kiden's attention.
On the ground before them, slumped in the snow, was a young child, no older then nine or ten, his breathing harsh and ragged, clothes wet, torn and stained with blood. His pant legs ended abruptly, raggedly torn off, revealing pale, skinny legs that also ended rather abruptly.
Pan gagged, covering his mouth as he tried desperately not to vomit at the sight of the muscle and bone showing just below where the boy's knees should have been (and Pan was wondering, slightly manically, how one could be missing knees if they had lower legs). He looked up at Kiden, who was staring at the boy with a lost, haunted look on his face.
Suddenly the boy shifted, gagging on the blood in his mouth, trying to spit it out, but only succeeding on dribbling it down his chin. Dark eyelashes fluttered, before opening just a touch, revealing startling green eyes. The boy gagged again, spitting out more blood before managing to breath without swallowing his own vital fluids. "Kaitou," he gasped out and raised a trembling hand. A weak hand, clutching a very bloody revolver.
A blood slick hand struggled to pull down the hammer, managing the action as the two adults stood frozen, starting at the child. The boy pulled back the trigger, and the gun made a wet clicking noise. The gun remained trained on Kiden for a moment, before the boy's arm fell into the snow next to him, and the boy's head fell back. "Fucking blood," he whispered.
"What's your name," Kiden said, kneeling down in front of the boy who had just tried to kill him with a blood clogged gun, which Kiden gently reached out and moved away from the child, setting it near Pan's foot so the man could safely un-load whatever bullets were in the revolver.
The child was silent, his eyes distant and hazy, before slowly coming back into focus. "Yuki," the boy whispered, coughing on his blood again, before allowing himself to fall further back into the snow, giving into it's willing embrace.
Kiden gave a soft smile, pulling a set of terry cloth towels from his jacket, un-tying them from each other and gently lifting up one of Yuki's mutilated legs. "Keep talking to me, Yuki. How do you know me?"
Yuki coughed violently, shivering suddenly, even after Kiden laid his jacket over him. "M..Mother told me, you died." Yuki said, spitting up more blood, gasping as Kiden used a piece of wood from a broken crate to tighten the towel around Yuki's left leg, cutting off the blood flow.
"Your mother?"
"Chianti."
Kiden jerked slightly at the name, causing Yuki to gasp as the action over tightened the tourniquet. "Your mother is a member of the Black Organization?"
Yuki coughed, before grinning again. "So's daddy, so's me." Yuki said, the cultured tones he had earlier fading as his consciousness did.
"Kiden.."
Kiden looked up from the un-conscious child, lifting up the second leg to create another tourniquet. "Yes?"
"Why are you saving him?" Pan asked in a hiss. "He recognizes you, he tried to kill you."
"He's ten, Pan."
"That doesn't matter, not to a child like this who has been raised in the Organization, you know that."
Kiden slowed in his movements, turning his attention back to the unconscious boy, staring at him. He reached out a hand, gently brushing it through Yuki's blond curls, trailing his fingers gently down the soft, smooth cheek. "I have to save him, Pan."
Pan stared at Kiden, before reaching out, and touching Kiden's arm. "Kiden...you do know that this isn't Saguru, don't you?"
"Of course I do, Pan." Kiden shook the older man's hand off his arm, before resting his forehead in his hand, angrily running his fingers through his hair. "But that doesn't stop my heart from crying out when I look at him." Kiden returned to tying off Yuki's leg before gathering the small form in his arms, holding him close. "Come on, let's go."
--
Eden jerked awake with a gasp, clutching at his chest. He tried to control his breathing, calming himself. He rubbed his chest, turning slightly to glance at the boy in bed next to him. He hadn't thought about the moment he discovered Ask in over a year, not since he reminded the teen about it on his birthday.
Shaking, he stood up, drawing a thick robe around his body as he moved across the small apartment, slipping into the seat reserved for him at the computers. He wheeled himself over to the main monitor, adjusting the feeds until the one reserved solely for his family came up, taping his password into the keyboard to ring up the inner house feeds.
He leaned back in his seat, watching the four-way screens as he studied each member of his family, resting his chin in his hand. Against his will, his other hand reached out, gently tracing the shadowy bodies of his other half and lover, smiling as Kaito curled closer to Saguru's slumbering form, before his eyes drifted down to Akako and Conan, wondering when his brother went and grew up.
From the darkness behind him, two green eyes watched, as their owner's love watched someone else sleep.
Story Information:
Title: Conjour's Masquerade
Authour: Saitaina
Rating: R (chapter)/NC-17 (full story)
Characters/Pairings: Kuroba Kaito/Hakuba Saguru, Edogowa Conan/Koizumi Akako, Kuroba Mika (Kaito's mother)/Jii, Nakamori Aoko/Male OC, Nakamori Ginzo/Female OC (Maria), Kuroba Rose (Kaito's little sister), Bohdana, Saguru/Eden, Kaito/Kaitou Kid, Eden/Ask, Eva/Pan, Lily
Summary: It's been seven years, since the death of Kaitou Kid, but there is still one thing out there, Kaito and Kiden left un-finished.
WARNINGS: Sex, death, illness, MAGIC, slight religious content later.
Chapter Information:
Title: Love Song From a Diffrent Point of View
Summary: As Ask and Pan kidnap Kidoko from the hospital, Ask remembers why it's not a good idea to fall in love with someone who can't love you back.
Notes: Yes, there's major OC action here, but come on, Ask is adorable. Also Saguru and Conan finding out about Kidoko! Also heavy italics (sorry, goldfishlover73!).
Chapter Four: Love Song From a Different Point of View
The hardest thing to do, is to watch the one you love, love someone else. -Unknown
"I'm surprised to find you here."
Kiden looked up from where he was leaning against a gravestone, blinking at the blond who was wheeling himself carefully down the path towards him. "Yuki," Kiden greeted, returning to his book.
"Eva said you never come here," Yuki said, watching the brunette across from him. "Why now?"
Kiden put a finger between the pages, looking back up at the blond before his eyes darted to the side, towards a fresh grave before glancing back at the blond. "I'm sitting with a friend," Kiden said, then returning his attention back to the book.
Yuki glanced at the grave before wheeling his chair closer, putting the breaks on as he reached Kiden's side, looking down at the man that had so troubled his superiors. "I should kill you," Yuki said evenly, as if he was discussing a lunch order. "After all, you're not supposed to be alive."
"Maybe you should," Kiden said, not looking up at Yuki, instead turning the page, studying the new lines of text.
Yuki was silent for a moment, before clearing his throat un-comfortably, watching a butterfly flutter by, resting oh so gently on the top of the flower bouquet that made up the statue of Edogowa Kiden's grave. "Why did you save me?" He finally asked, looking at Kiden, confusion crossing his young face.
Kiden sighed and closed his book, without bothering to mark the page. "Because you were there." Kiden said simply, finally looking at the ten year old, without his mind being somewhere else. "What else did you expect me to do?"
"Leave me there. I'm your enemy, Kiden. A born and bred operative of the Black Organization."
"Maybe that's what made it fun," Kid said with a mile, pushing himself up off the empty gave. He reached out, gently tilting Yuki's head up. "No one else wanted to save you, in fact, Pan wanted to kill you, as you lay gasping on your own blood." Kid leaned close, his lips brushing Yuki's ear. "You owe me." he whispered, before straightening and heading for the road where he motorcycle waited.
Yuki watched him go, his ear tingling slightly from the rush of Kid's warm breath over his flesh before he looked back at the fresh grave, wondering if that was the price, of owing Kid.
--
"Why the hell did you name me Ask?"
"Because it amused me," Kiden said, not looking up from the files he was organizing. "To be accepted by the group, you needed a new name, one without ties to the 'smelly men' as Lily calls them."
"But, why Ask?"
Kiden smirked at the reflection of a dimmed monitor, studying the blond behind him. "Because you're a dear, wooden boy, missing all life and spark. The name fits."
"And what are you going to call yourself, dead man?"
Kiden shrugged, returning to his organizing. "I haven't decided yet."
Yuki, now named Ask studied the back of the thief, a faint memory of a graveyard and a whispery breath crossing his mind, the image tainted by the time and moments between. "Eden." Ask said firmly, his voice broking no argument, not that Kiden was inclined to.
"Eden?" Kiden questioned, turning to look at Ask curiously.
"E as in Edogowa, and 'den' for Kiden...must honor the dead after all, as well as the only person you seem to care about anymore." Ask said, nodding to the picture of Conan Kiden kept by his computer.
"Eden...I like it." Kiden smiled before turning back around, mind consumed with work again, though he did turn the picture of Conan face down, blocking it from Ask's view.
Ask took this as a dismissal, turning his wheel chair around, heading for the elevator. He waited until he was shut away behind the metal walls before slumping, body slouching as he released the stress he felt, holding himself so stiffly before Kiden. He watched the numbers counting down the three floors to the club below, giving a small smile. "Eden...as in a place of bliss and utter ecstasy." he whispered, holding the image of Kid's smile close to his heart.
--
"Sixteen already, hard to imagine," Eden said, smiling at the blond across from him as he trailed a finger down Lily's cheek, watching as the girl giggled drunkenly. "And to think, just yesterday you were the small, broken little boy I could hold in my arms as they cut off your legs."
Ask glared at Eden, raising his drink to his lips to keep from speaking, downing the fiery alcohol. The action backfired however, ending up causing Ask to cough violently. Eden laughed, sliding a glass of water towards Ask. "Perhaps we should put you back on Shirley Temples?" He asked cruelly, downing his own glass of Tequila and closing his eyes at the sudden rush of dizziness as the alcohol swamped him.
Eden stood shakily, climbing over Lily and Eva to stand, pulling the just recovered Ask away from the table. "If you'll excuse us, I have a gift for the birthday boy." he said, giving a courtly bow to the the table, causing Lily to giggle again, before wheeling Ask towards the back hallway.
He choose his route purposely, pushing Ask down one of the more...populated hallways of couples in various states of undress and intercourse, ignoring the tensing of Ask's shoulders with each step they took. Finally the pair made it to a private room that the owner reserved purely for Bohdie and her group, wheeling Ask into the room and locking it behind him.
"So, what did you have for me?" Ask asked, his voice cold, aggravated with Eden's actions.
"Patience, my wooden boy."
"You're as bad as Vermouth, calling me stupid names. She always called me Snow White."
Eden raised an eyebrow, turning to look at the sixteen year old, crossing in front of the chair to tilt Ask's face up. "The name fits," he said after a moment, his thumb brushing over Ask's rose pink lips. "You're so cold..." Eden's knelt, pressing his lips against Ask's, the teen's going wide in surprise, staring at the wall over shoulder, before fluttering shut as a warm tonger traced his lips, gently working them open.
Eden pulled away after a moment, giving Ask's lips a final lick, grinning wickedly as the teenager whimpered in protest. "Happy Birthday, Yuki." he whispered, before pulling Ask in for a deeper kiss."
--
"We're here," Pan said gruffly, and Ask was jerked out of his thoughts, looking up at the taller man before nodding, wheeling himself out of the elevator, following Pan towards the room where his girlfriend has been taken.
They were forced to wait outside, as the nurses changed Kidoko into a gown after cleaning up the mess that had been made putting the girl back together, allowed in only when they were sure Kidoko was resting comfortably.
Ask wheeled himself to the bed, taking the limp hand in his, gently caressing it, trying not to stare at the IV's, monitors and other odds and ends that made up a critical patient. "They removed her breasts," he whispered softly, the hand not clutching Kidoko's tracing over the muscled, but flat chest left once the silicone breast forms were removed. "She hates being seen without them."
"They're in the bag behind the door, Ask. I doubt Kidoko will have much problem with them being there."
Ask kissed the back of Kidoko's hand, trying to regain his his equilibrium and drag back up the mask of an un-feeling bastard he had used since he was five. "What happened to her?"
"She fell, from a great height." a voice said and Ask turned, angling his slender body in front of Kidoko as best he could while in the wheelchair, feeling re-assured as Pan moved next to him, the older man's hand near the hidden gun on his thigh.
"Doctor," Ask greeted, recognizing the man who had performed the surgery on his legs, as well as treated the group whenever they needed it, no questions asked. "I didn't realize you practiced here."
"I don't, but I was in the building and was called in as her general practitioner." Dr. Itou said, smiling at the teenager before him. "How are you, Kudo-chan?"
Ask shifted, un-used to hearing his actual family name, outside of the few visits he had with Dr. Itou. "Fine, thank you. But what about Kidoko? Will she be alright?"
"I believe she will, though it is all up to her, at the moment. The best results will of course, be if she wakes up tonight and is fully conscious, though, considering her past history..." Dr. Itou trailed off for a moment before clearing his throat. "If she doesn't wake up tonight, we'll have to keep her under supervision. She managed to avoid the worst of it, but ended up hitting her head somewhere along the line, and it's the second injury to the same region."
"Second?" Ask asked, confused.
"Kidoko was in control when she fell the first time, eight years ago." Pan said softly, remembering the horrific looking fall Kaitou Kid took into the side of a building.
"Oh," Ask said softly, turning his attention back to the woman in the bed, worry dancing about his face.
--
"I need to see the ID brought in with the blond woman." Saguru said, showing his badge to the nurse at the station.
"Of course sir, right away." The nurse said, pushing herself backwards and standing, giving Saguru a bow. She headed into the back, moving down to Kidoko's room. She bowed to the men inside before standing on tiptoe to whisper in Dr. Itou's here. "Inspector Hakuba is here," she whispered, her hand reaching into the patient belongings to retrieve Kidoko's ID. "He's formally requesting her ID."
"Shit," Itou said before glancing at the hallway. "Give it to him, we'll figure something out."
The nurse nodded and headed back to turn over the ID. Dr. Itou headed over to the monitors, un-hooking Kidoko with Pan's help.
Ask wheeled backwards, confused. "What's going on?"
"Hakuba-san is outside, requesting Kidoko's identification."
"Shit." Ask said, echoing Itou's thoughts. He headed for the door, closing it and grabbing Kidoko's things. "Is there anyway we can wake her up?"
"No, unfortunately. Which means we have to figure out how to get here without Hakuba seeing." Dr. Itou said, closing off the IV drip for the time-being.
"I'll carry her," Pan said, only to be cut off mid motion of picking up Kidoko's slender body by a groan from the girl in question.
Kidoko's eyelashes fluttered, before slowly opening. She stared at the ceiling for a long, silent moment before looking at Dr. Itou. "What's going on?" She asked, her voice rough and rather male.
"You're in the hospital, you fell and hit your head. Unfortunately, we don't have much time. Inspector Hakuba is down the hall, with your identification."
"Shit." Kidoko said and sat up, ignoring the rush of lightheadedness. "Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go," she mumbled, pulling off the tape holding the IV in her arm.
"Kidoko, don..." Dr. Itou rubbed his forehead as the woman pulled the IV out of her arm, getting blood everywhere. "Never mind, just go." he muttered, cleaning up the mess while Kidoko hopped out of bed, stumbling.
Pan grabbed the girl around the waist, lifting her off her feet. "Let's go, princess." He said, heading to the window Ask was opening. Pan took a glance down to see where they were, before grinning. "Later, doctor." he said, setting Kidoko in Ask's lap before carefully climbing out the window, standing on a partial ledge.
He reached back in, gently taking Kidoko into his arms, adjusting her as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, closing her eyes. Once she was secure, Pan jumped from the ledge, covering Kidoko's mouth as she gave a shout. The pair hit the canopy over the lobby entrance, closing their eyes tightly in a hope that the canvas would hold.
After bouncing a few times, the pair crawled to the edge, Pan climbing off first in order to help the smaller woman down, before racing for the taxi that had been waiting for Pan and Ask.
Ask watched as they climbed into the van before giving a sigh of relief, shutting the window again. He wheeled back towards the bed, climbing out of his chair and into the bed, covering part of his body with the blanket, lifting the other one for Dr. Itou to hold.
Just in time, as footsteps sounded in the hall. The pair turned, looking at the door as Saguru strode in, mouth open to berate the blond in bed...except that the blond laying there was not the one he was looking for. Frowning, he checked the number on the door, before looking back at the pair. "Sorry, I was looking for a Suzuki Kidoko?"
"I'm sorry, Inspector Hakuba, but you must have the wrong room."
"Are you sure? The nurse gave me this number..." He checked the door plaque again, his eyes narrowing.
"Quite sure, as my name is Kudo Yuki." the teenager in the bed grumbled. "Now, do you mind?" he made a shooing motion.
"Kudo?"
"Uh, yeah, that's what I said." Ask said grumpily, his eyes narrowing at the blond. "Now go away...if you don't mind."
Saguru gave the pair a final look before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. He stared at the door plaque as he did, frowning at the characters for 'Suzuki Kidoko'.
--
"Are any of your family members named 'Yuki'?" Saguru asked as he entered the room, startling Conan.
"Uh, Saguru, you know all my family members."
"I meant the other side."
"Uh, not that I know, but I haven't really paid attention to the family tree since I was ten. It's not really important to us."
"Hmm," Saguru frowned, staring at a piece of paper.
"Why?"
"Because there is a Kudo Yuki in the hospital bed that is supposed to belong to this woman." Saguru said, offering a photocopy of Kidoko's Japanese driver's license.
"This is..."
"A very good imitation of your sister." Saguru confirmed, a grim smile. "And as only six of us know what your sister looks like..."
"She's alive?" Conan gasped, staring at the image of a smiling (supposedly) blond.
--
"This is bad," Kidoko whispered, curled up in Ask's bed, clutching the mug of hot chocolate so tight, her knuckles were turning white. "So, so...so very bad."
"They were going to find out eventually," Pan muttered, sipping his coffee.
"Not like this, not...this wasn't planned." Kidoko muttered before going back to mumbling about how bad it was.
Eva rolled her eyes, taking a bite of the take-away lunch she grabbed on her way over. "You know Kidoko, she doesn't deal well when things go against what she wants." she said, gesturing to the mumbling woman with her fork before snagging another bite.
"It's not like they can find you anyway, so what does it matter? Not to mention there's plenty of women with fake blond hair and a Lolita fetish in Tokyo." Ask said, rolling his eyes as he brought up the camera's for the block that the Saguru's house was on, intending to check on the family.
"Well, that would be true, if some idiot didn't put her actual address on the license." Bohadona said from the elevator doors, throwing a pile of clothes at Kidoko. "Get dressed."
Kidoko blinked at the hot chocolate that was now on her hospital gown before un-curling, standing with Lily's support before slipping off her hospital gown. She gave a whimper at her breastless chest before being hit in the head with a wrapped bundle. She rubbed the side of her head, pouting at Bohdie before un-wrapping the bundle, giving a girlish squeal at the flesh coloured silicone before jumping back on the bed, grabbing the bottle of liquid latex that had been included, painting it across her chest.
Once the substance was tacky, he slipped the clear straps over his shoulders, carefully adjusting the breast forms so that they sat just so on his chest, before pressing the sides down, carefully blending the edges of the forms with the latex, adding another layer of the liquid over the edges to fully attach the forms as well as blend it in to the rest of his chest. He lifted the actual breast itself, patting a bit of talcum powder on his skin before placing the breast against his chest again, adjusting it so it looked perfect.
Pan watched the routine with interest, always curious to how Kidoko manipulated her breast to look as natural as Eva or Lily's. His world was devoted to Eva, but no heterosexual male could resist a nice pair of D breasts, even if they were made of silicone and latex.
Breasts attached, Kidoko stood, wiggling into the lace and nylon bits of fabric she dared call underwear, before pulling on her skirt, preferring to go topless for the moment as she waited for the latex to dry.
"So, what did you mean about Kidoko's ID?" Axel said, dragging his eyes away from his girlfriend's body.
"I mean, Kidoko wrote down the address for the Cat's Playpen on her driver's application, and as it is her actual place of residence..."
"It'll be the first place Hakuba looks, and the first place he'll find her." Ask said, groaning and throwing a pillow at Kidoko who yelped as she fell backwards off the bed. Ask checked to make sure she didn't fall on her head before turning her attention back to Bohdie. "Let me guess, you want Kidoko to stay here?"
"Actually, I was hoping you would allow Eden to stay here. I do not want Kidoko around, not here, not Jerard's, and most certainly not the Cat's Playpen."
"No fair!" Kidoko said, climbing back on the bed and pulling her see through shirt on now that the latex had dried. "I haven't gotten to be out in ages."
"You were out yesterday, and then you screwed everything up."
Kidoko groaned, falling over into Honua's lap, peeking an eye out to see if anyone bought her act before flipping over so that she was facing up, allowing Honua to play with her hair.
"Kid," Bohdie started and Kidoko suddenly stilled, knowing Bohadona was serious when she used his actual name. "You have been good for seven years, better then I expected actually, considering your personality, but now is when it counts. You cannot let Saguru find you until we're ready."
"And when is that going to be?!" Kidoko said, sitting up, shrugging off Honua's hand as it tried to pull him back down. "I'm tired of hiding, Bohdie. I'm tired of waiting, and I'm tired of not being with him! I want to go home , I want to see my brother and my best friend, I want to hold my other half...I want...I want my life back." By the end Kidoko was whispering, a tear sliding down her cheek that she angrily wiped away.
"Soon, my child. Soon this will be over and you can be home with them. We just have to build up enough resources to make sure you have a home to go back to."
"I miss them," Kidoko whispered and slipped from Honua's lap, kneeling on the floor before Bohadona, resting his head in her lap.
"I know," the elderly woman said softly, petting Kidoko's head.
--
"I warned you," Eva said, lowering her head to light up the cigarette between her lips.
"Warned me about what?" Ask muttered, looking down at the city below.
"Falling in love with him. He doesn't love anyone but himself, Ask. I told you that last year."
"You forgot Saguru, besides, I'm not in love with him."
Eva snorted, blowing out a stream of smoke. "Right, and that's why you're up here moping instead of downstairs with everyone else.
Ask was silent for a moment before un-locking his wheelchair, wheeling himself backwards from the edge of the roof, heading for the elevator. He stopped next to Eva, glaring up at her. "I owe him, Eva. He saved my life when the only family I knew left me to die. I only exist at his whim, so yes, I'm a bit dedicated with him and will do whatever he asks, that doesn't make it love."
With that, he angrily wheeled himself into the wheelchair, heading back down to his apartment.
Eva watched him go before snorting, leaning back against the stone wall, staring at the fluffy white clouds above her. "You can be a bitch and deny it all you want, Ask, but everyone knows you've fallen. Shame the first person to melt that cold heart is the one who doesn't have one."
--
"Did you hear that?" Kiden asked, reaching out a hand to halt Pan's progress.
"Hear what?" Pan asked in a whisper, trying to hear whatever it was that Kiden did. It took a moment, but he soon heard a faint sound, almost like a rat crawling through walls. "It's nothing."
Kiden ignored him, heading forward down the alley a few paces before moving several cardboard boxes. "Come here, help me." Kiden demanded.
Pan rolled his eyes at the teenager's back before helping un-cover whatever it was Kiden wanted. As the last of the boxes were removed, Pan finally got a good look at what had attracted Kiden's attention.
On the ground before them, slumped in the snow, was a young child, no older then nine or ten, his breathing harsh and ragged, clothes wet, torn and stained with blood. His pant legs ended abruptly, raggedly torn off, revealing pale, skinny legs that also ended rather abruptly.
Pan gagged, covering his mouth as he tried desperately not to vomit at the sight of the muscle and bone showing just below where the boy's knees should have been (and Pan was wondering, slightly manically, how one could be missing knees if they had lower legs). He looked up at Kiden, who was staring at the boy with a lost, haunted look on his face.
Suddenly the boy shifted, gagging on the blood in his mouth, trying to spit it out, but only succeeding on dribbling it down his chin. Dark eyelashes fluttered, before opening just a touch, revealing startling green eyes. The boy gagged again, spitting out more blood before managing to breath without swallowing his own vital fluids. "Kaitou," he gasped out and raised a trembling hand. A weak hand, clutching a very bloody revolver.
A blood slick hand struggled to pull down the hammer, managing the action as the two adults stood frozen, starting at the child. The boy pulled back the trigger, and the gun made a wet clicking noise. The gun remained trained on Kiden for a moment, before the boy's arm fell into the snow next to him, and the boy's head fell back. "Fucking blood," he whispered.
"What's your name," Kiden said, kneeling down in front of the boy who had just tried to kill him with a blood clogged gun, which Kiden gently reached out and moved away from the child, setting it near Pan's foot so the man could safely un-load whatever bullets were in the revolver.
The child was silent, his eyes distant and hazy, before slowly coming back into focus. "Yuki," the boy whispered, coughing on his blood again, before allowing himself to fall further back into the snow, giving into it's willing embrace.
Kiden gave a soft smile, pulling a set of terry cloth towels from his jacket, un-tying them from each other and gently lifting up one of Yuki's mutilated legs. "Keep talking to me, Yuki. How do you know me?"
Yuki coughed violently, shivering suddenly, even after Kiden laid his jacket over him. "M..Mother told me, you died." Yuki said, spitting up more blood, gasping as Kiden used a piece of wood from a broken crate to tighten the towel around Yuki's left leg, cutting off the blood flow.
"Your mother?"
"Chianti."
Kiden jerked slightly at the name, causing Yuki to gasp as the action over tightened the tourniquet. "Your mother is a member of the Black Organization?"
Yuki coughed, before grinning again. "So's daddy, so's me." Yuki said, the cultured tones he had earlier fading as his consciousness did.
"Kiden.."
Kiden looked up from the un-conscious child, lifting up the second leg to create another tourniquet. "Yes?"
"Why are you saving him?" Pan asked in a hiss. "He recognizes you, he tried to kill you."
"He's ten, Pan."
"That doesn't matter, not to a child like this who has been raised in the Organization, you know that."
Kiden slowed in his movements, turning his attention back to the unconscious boy, staring at him. He reached out a hand, gently brushing it through Yuki's blond curls, trailing his fingers gently down the soft, smooth cheek. "I have to save him, Pan."
Pan stared at Kiden, before reaching out, and touching Kiden's arm. "Kiden...you do know that this isn't Saguru, don't you?"
"Of course I do, Pan." Kiden shook the older man's hand off his arm, before resting his forehead in his hand, angrily running his fingers through his hair. "But that doesn't stop my heart from crying out when I look at him." Kiden returned to tying off Yuki's leg before gathering the small form in his arms, holding him close. "Come on, let's go."
--
Eden jerked awake with a gasp, clutching at his chest. He tried to control his breathing, calming himself. He rubbed his chest, turning slightly to glance at the boy in bed next to him. He hadn't thought about the moment he discovered Ask in over a year, not since he reminded the teen about it on his birthday.
Shaking, he stood up, drawing a thick robe around his body as he moved across the small apartment, slipping into the seat reserved for him at the computers. He wheeled himself over to the main monitor, adjusting the feeds until the one reserved solely for his family came up, taping his password into the keyboard to ring up the inner house feeds.
He leaned back in his seat, watching the four-way screens as he studied each member of his family, resting his chin in his hand. Against his will, his other hand reached out, gently tracing the shadowy bodies of his other half and lover, smiling as Kaito curled closer to Saguru's slumbering form, before his eyes drifted down to Akako and Conan, wondering when his brother went and grew up.
From the darkness behind him, two green eyes watched, as their owner's love watched someone else sleep.