MK fic: Spirit and Voice
Meh, yeah... Couldn't stop with what I had when I had Phantom of the Opera and Kaitou Kid stuck in my head. Really, can you blame me? ^.^"
Title: Spirit and Voice
Scene Title: Little Brother
Progress: Abandoned
"Just what's going on anyway? You're a thief of ill fortunes, right? So why is it that you're always around me?"
The man turned to face Kaito, face shadowed by the tall tree. His right hand fiddled with an object under his collar. Kaito could just barely make out the small grin on his face. "What's wrong with looking after you?" the man asked with an amused tone. "I wouldn't think you would complain about extra help."
"That's not an answer," Kaito muttered, his furrowed brow the only indication of his feelings at the moment.
There was a chuckle. "Perhaps not, but it's all you'll ever get from me."
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"Kur!"
BANG!
...thud.
"Kaito!"
The teenaged boy sat himself up, shaking in some residue resentment and shock. He was whole. Whoever had fired hadn't managed to hit him. That was only because he was pushed out of the way. Reacting quickly, Kaito knelt beside the fallen kaitou.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked the man who lay grasping his bleeding side. "I could have dodged. I could have--"
"You weren't even moving, Kuroba," the man hissed out in pain. He then looked up and offered a grin. "Besides, I said I would watch your back, little brother."
Kaito started. "What?"
"What what?"
"What did you call me?" demanded the young man, glaring hotly down at the injured one.
-tbc...-
May be a tad OOC, but will be fixed later. Or it could be the situation making Kaito that way *shrugs*
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Title: Spirit and Voice
Scene Title: Little Brother
Progress: Abandoned
"Just what's going on anyway? You're a thief of ill fortunes, right? So why is it that you're always around me?"
The man turned to face Kaito, face shadowed by the tall tree. His right hand fiddled with an object under his collar. Kaito could just barely make out the small grin on his face. "What's wrong with looking after you?" the man asked with an amused tone. "I wouldn't think you would complain about extra help."
"That's not an answer," Kaito muttered, his furrowed brow the only indication of his feelings at the moment.
There was a chuckle. "Perhaps not, but it's all you'll ever get from me."
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"Kur!"
BANG!
...thud.
"Kaito!"
The teenaged boy sat himself up, shaking in some residue resentment and shock. He was whole. Whoever had fired hadn't managed to hit him. That was only because he was pushed out of the way. Reacting quickly, Kaito knelt beside the fallen kaitou.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked the man who lay grasping his bleeding side. "I could have dodged. I could have--"
"You weren't even moving, Kuroba," the man hissed out in pain. He then looked up and offered a grin. "Besides, I said I would watch your back, little brother."
Kaito started. "What?"
"What what?"
"What did you call me?" demanded the young man, glaring hotly down at the injured one.
-tbc...-
May be a tad OOC, but will be fixed later. Or it could be the situation making Kaito that way *shrugs*
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