Post by SpyGirl on Mar 17, 2007 0:29:04 GMT -5
Hello thar everyone, it's been a while hasn't it? ( About a year and and a half) but, I have a new story up and I would love to have people read it or even better, tell me what they think. Don't hesitate if I did something wrong or share your opinions, heck give me your thoughts! They are all appreciated! Thanks-Spychan ( Detecviegirl2005 @fanfiction.net)
View it here-- www.fanfiction.net/s/3437126/1/
or here :
A Small Thief In a Very Large World
Anime: KID/DC
Owned by: You know him, you love him, Gosho Aoyoma
I only simply play with his characters in my own state of imagination that can be at times very hazardous
Plus, it’s about time I write A Kaito/Aoko story, nonetheless any story in this category. So sit back, fasten your seatbelts, because folks were going on one heck of a ride.
-Detectivegirl2005
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“Name.”
“ Kuroba. Kaito Kuroba.”
“ Age.”
“ Seventeen years young.”
“Education.”
“ High School. Third year.”
“ Hm.” I kept my eyes focused on the girl that leaned back in a black office chair, clip board attached in her hand, scratching to what seemed a message for herself to later look back on before raising her solemn eyes that examined me through her rectangular glasses. I swallowed at the dry spot in the back of my throat, my eyes only growing larger as the awkward silence fell hard in the room. It drove me crazy how this girl did that, not to mention the fact that she really did scare me. My gaze dropped to the white tiling on the floor where my feet dangled above. Aw geez, I could’nt even reach the floor. I felt my face scrunch in disgust, this absolutely was the worst day ever, nonetheless the thick atmosphere of being interrogated under the harsh light of some kid!
“ So. Care to tell me what happened?” she asked dryly.
Sure, why not. My life is over, all that I knew is probably something I will never be able to return to and I may have some injuries that can affect me later in life. Oh, did I also talk about the great fact that time has spun back and I am seven again? How’s that sound?
“ Yeah, about that...”
Suzuki Historical Museum-third floor: October 21st, 12:43 a.m.
“ This is bad, this is really bad!” I hissed through my teeth.
Through all the times, and the many dangerous heists, this situation may be the cherry on top. My feet were moving on a mind of its own even though my exhausted body screamed to stop, I could care less, it was either I die here or now or make a final escape. I slammed through two more doors that led me into the dark night breathing heavily, beads of sweat dripping off my face and splashing to the ground. Not even here would I be safe.
I really think at this moment, even if dad told me many times to never let it happen, my poker face had finally cracked. I snapped back into motion when I heard the fire shots ring through the stairways, screaming into the silent night. They were close, way too close.
“ Dammint!” I clenched my teeth together , how did I get myself into this, no, how was I going to get myself out of it? A cold laughter erupted inside me from the irony of it, all of it, me able to gracefully slip past thousands of police forces, yet not a mere group of men that killed my father.
But I’m the great thief Kaito Kid! Why not this time again like any other time? Because they knew everything and had it pinned against me. They knew Kuroba Toichi was the once famous thief eight years ago that had the police wrapped around his pinky finger, they knew that I had taken his place, and worst of all they knew I was his son. So what? Well, easy. The simple choice of my life in their hands or my family and friends’.
“ Kaito-Kun, what a pleasure to meet you in person.” a deep raspy voice called out.
Sweat ran down the side of my face glaring at the large man who was dressed in a formal black suit, hand in pocket and a Cuban cigar tucked in the corner of his mouth that walked out onto knocked down door that was completely torn off its hinges, probably by one of the men that stood smugly behind him. At the looks of it, he could have easily snapped me into two, so for my own good I crossed out the idea of going down in a glorious fight. I looked from him to the gun pointed at my chest .
“ If I were in your shoes kid, I would’nt think it would be wise to make a run for it now. Plus, it’s either a good shoot down and you sacrifice yours’ as well as your family and friend’s lives. Or you die standing just how you are and everyone else can live happily ever after. Sound okay?” he arrogantly finished off.
Ha! How thoughtful, they gave me a choice. Remember folks, not many criminals hand this out to you on a silver platter. Oh ho!- but lucky me, I had myself one of those Class-A criminals that gave you the ’ either take this choice A, or you will be forced to make choice A’ options.
“ Sounds like I don’t have much of advantage even if I did run.” I remarked back grimly.
At least at this point that I was going to try my best to conceal my fear, I wanted some ounce of dignity before I go down like this.
“ Nah, I don’t think you ever did. That’s what makes it all the more fun.” His grin only grew as he watched my face begin to lose color “ Right?”
That’s the moment when a large force came in contact with the back of my head and before I could express any reaction, everything was black behind my eyelids.
Back at interrogation in a Unnamed Lab
“Hm. ” the girl raised her eyebrows only ever slightly, telling me that she wasn’t that moved by the story. That really sort of ticked me off, because to me it was the beginning of one hell of a tale that turned my life upside down.
“ What’s hm? I really don’t get why I have to tell you all of this.” I growled, feeling that I was increasingly becoming more and more angry with this inscrutable child.
“ I mean, heck! What can you do? Are you some sort of rocket scientist, or prodigy child that has the answer to all the world’s problems?” I sarcastically spat out.
“ No.” she simply replied looking back up from the clipboard held in her hand. “ But, I am your only answer to returning back to normal. Now, if you would..”
I eyed her suspiciously. This girl was not any ordinary girl, and I promise you, I will figure this kid out no matter how badly she made me cringe inwardly. Jeez, I never felt too comfortable with women like her.
” Fine.” I slumped back into my chair, arms folded across my chest, content with the answer I received and was cued on to continue my story by a nod of her head.
Downtown Beika: October 22nd, 11:14 a.m.
“ Hey! Hey! Hey you! Are you okay? Oh no...oh boy..”
I couldn’t quite open my eyes but I could definitely make out voices around me. I felt two cold wet fingers slightly press against my neck and then a sigh of relief. Good. I wasn’t dead, or at least I thought I wasn’t.
“ He’s still alive..” a soft voice breathed out in ease.
Hooray! My assumption was supported.
“ This is horrible! You poor little child, look at you! Your such a mess!” the feminine voice cried out, draping a large coat cotton coat around my shoulders and pulling it close to my face.
Hm, I expected to be since I was just attacked by some insanely large ga- what? Child?
The next thing I heard was a click and three random ‘beeping’ noises that were being sounded that was followed by a dial tone. Who was she calling?..
“Yes, hello? I have a severely injured child who looks to be around eight or nine with me here who is unconscious in result from probably a blow to the head, blood running down the back of his neck from the head injury and a bullet wound in his left arm. I am right across the street from Talho National Bank in downtown Beika, in the neighborhood alley.”
‘Looks to be around eight or nine?...’
Okay, I’m awake now. Slowly, I opened my eyes, not quite sure if I was sensitive to light from the way my head felt, my vision was hazy from dizziness and water mixed with sweat that ran into my eyes, the constant little ring that erupted through my ear drums, and my stomach, which was at the moment, dangerously nauseous. What a way to start the day by feeling like sheer crap.
“ Ugh..” was the only sound that came out of my mouth, not perfect vocabulary, but it was a start.
“ Oh! Your coming too! How are you doing?...” I felt two cold hands cup my jaw and gingerly tilt my head up upwards.
The first thing that came into my view was a young woman's eyes, deep royal blue orbs that stared into mine shining with excitement. Her dark brown hair that was matted down from the rain and her long bangs that dripped with water. Her cheeks, rosy from the cold, lifted as she smiled at me gently.
“ Hey there.” she whispered out, running her long fingers through my locks of hair that was plastered to my forehead and got in the way of my eyes.
“An angel? Was this what they looked like when they came to help you when you are in times of trouble?”
“ Did you come from heaven to help me?...” I groggily drawled out. My head injury must’ve been bad, because for a second I could’ve sworn I saw a gold aurora envelop the frame of the young woman's body.
There was silence watching her as she looked at me with her eyebrows raised before a smile broke onto her face and her lean body shook with laughter.
“ Where did you get a pick up line like that? No sweetie, my name is Aoko, Nakamori Aoko.” she chuckled out tapping the tip of my nose with her index finger.
Ohhhhh-haha, it was just Aoko, how slow of me...wait, Aoko!?
“ Aoko?!” I yelped out, a little shocked that she found me here, and in this condition, and dammint! I was still Kaito Kid! Great, just great. My whole cover was blown, ka-ploosh, down the drain, cat out the bag, aaaw you know what I mean!
“ Uh, I-I can explain Aoko!” I stuttered waving my hands infront of me frantically.
I watched her tilt her head to the side, her face etched in confusion “ Explain what?”
Oh man...was she playing dumb with me, or was this how she was going to start showing her ferocity?
I felt sweat beginning to run down my face again, my hands dropping to my sides. This was going to be harder than I thought.
“ Well, um, you know, what you see right now...” I carefully replied back, looking from her eyes to the ground and back up to her again nervously.
“Well...I see a small boy, a very sweet little boy, whom is in a very bad condition probably from some very bad people, who all he needs right now is treatment and someone to look after them.” she kindly responded and delicately pulled me into her arms, rubbing her hand up and down my back.
I could feel my face warm, my eyes expanding from how motherly Aoko was acting. Was she always like this, when was the change? It was quite embarrassing but I was to drained to worry about and at the moment I think I just needed this. My body finally relaxed leaning into her, placing my hands under her arms and across her back. She had a soothing fragrant about her, and it smelled like rain and flowers.
This only lasted for what seemed two minutes, her evened breathing with my slow ones until it ended all to soon when I heard sirens screaming in the distance.
“ C’mon, let’s get you some help, I hear them on their way.” she said before picking me up which scared me out of mind and put me through a state of shock watching her walk with ease with myself in her arms.
Okay, last time I checked I was one hundred and sixty five pounds of muscle, five foot and ten inches tall, and she was one hundred and ten pounds and five foot three inches tall. This was not right. One-girls should never carry boys in their arms unless you just want to just stomp all over their self-esteem and two-when in the name of hell did she become Miss Amazon on me?
“ Are you okay? Your breathing has gotten a lot faster just now..." Aoko questioned, glancing at me through the corner of her eye
“ I’m fine!” I squeaked out in a high pitched voice.
And another thing, what was up with my voice? I know I could be sick and all, but shouldn't my voice be hoarse, not like I haven't gone through puberty yet?
So many questions, so little time and I could feel myself going into a panic attack as they sat me down on the ambulance bed and started wiping me down with antibiotics and gauze.
“ Hey there little man! How are you doing right now? We see that you have some pretty bad achies, but don’t worry we’ll have all fixed up for you at the hospital and that pretty lady over there we’ll come with us all the way, sound good?” a man asked me with an overly too cheery smile on his face, dressed in white with a red and white cap on his head and pen and clipboard attached to his hand
The man then turned towards Aoko and smiled “ Your little boy is acting really brave right now, it’s hard to come across kids like him. Though it is kind of scaring me how calm he is right now.”
‘Little boy!?’
Aoko’s smiled shyly as she waved her hands side to side, her cheeks flushing with red.
“ Oh no no, he’s not mine. I just found him today and I am going to look after him until someone can claim him.”
“ Ah, okay.” the man nodded, scratching something down on the clipboard he had.
What was this!? Someone to claim me? Little boy? Kids not like me? What was going on, what happened me?!
I laid down on the firm bed, gripping the thin white blanket that covered me, gazing out the moving van as we headed towards the hospital. I was unable to think of anything but what I have turned out to be, pondering what those men from last night had done to me. For once in my life, I was truly worried, and it was something that really did scare me.
Yeah dad, I think my poker face has officially crumbled by now.
To be continued...
View it here-- www.fanfiction.net/s/3437126/1/
or here :
A Small Thief In a Very Large World
Anime: KID/DC
Owned by: You know him, you love him, Gosho Aoyoma
I only simply play with his characters in my own state of imagination that can be at times very hazardous
Plus, it’s about time I write A Kaito/Aoko story, nonetheless any story in this category. So sit back, fasten your seatbelts, because folks were going on one heck of a ride.
-Detectivegirl2005
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“Name.”
“ Kuroba. Kaito Kuroba.”
“ Age.”
“ Seventeen years young.”
“Education.”
“ High School. Third year.”
“ Hm.” I kept my eyes focused on the girl that leaned back in a black office chair, clip board attached in her hand, scratching to what seemed a message for herself to later look back on before raising her solemn eyes that examined me through her rectangular glasses. I swallowed at the dry spot in the back of my throat, my eyes only growing larger as the awkward silence fell hard in the room. It drove me crazy how this girl did that, not to mention the fact that she really did scare me. My gaze dropped to the white tiling on the floor where my feet dangled above. Aw geez, I could’nt even reach the floor. I felt my face scrunch in disgust, this absolutely was the worst day ever, nonetheless the thick atmosphere of being interrogated under the harsh light of some kid!
“ So. Care to tell me what happened?” she asked dryly.
Sure, why not. My life is over, all that I knew is probably something I will never be able to return to and I may have some injuries that can affect me later in life. Oh, did I also talk about the great fact that time has spun back and I am seven again? How’s that sound?
“ Yeah, about that...”
Suzuki Historical Museum-third floor: October 21st, 12:43 a.m.
“ This is bad, this is really bad!” I hissed through my teeth.
Through all the times, and the many dangerous heists, this situation may be the cherry on top. My feet were moving on a mind of its own even though my exhausted body screamed to stop, I could care less, it was either I die here or now or make a final escape. I slammed through two more doors that led me into the dark night breathing heavily, beads of sweat dripping off my face and splashing to the ground. Not even here would I be safe.
I really think at this moment, even if dad told me many times to never let it happen, my poker face had finally cracked. I snapped back into motion when I heard the fire shots ring through the stairways, screaming into the silent night. They were close, way too close.
“ Dammint!” I clenched my teeth together , how did I get myself into this, no, how was I going to get myself out of it? A cold laughter erupted inside me from the irony of it, all of it, me able to gracefully slip past thousands of police forces, yet not a mere group of men that killed my father.
But I’m the great thief Kaito Kid! Why not this time again like any other time? Because they knew everything and had it pinned against me. They knew Kuroba Toichi was the once famous thief eight years ago that had the police wrapped around his pinky finger, they knew that I had taken his place, and worst of all they knew I was his son. So what? Well, easy. The simple choice of my life in their hands or my family and friends’.
“ Kaito-Kun, what a pleasure to meet you in person.” a deep raspy voice called out.
Sweat ran down the side of my face glaring at the large man who was dressed in a formal black suit, hand in pocket and a Cuban cigar tucked in the corner of his mouth that walked out onto knocked down door that was completely torn off its hinges, probably by one of the men that stood smugly behind him. At the looks of it, he could have easily snapped me into two, so for my own good I crossed out the idea of going down in a glorious fight. I looked from him to the gun pointed at my chest .
“ If I were in your shoes kid, I would’nt think it would be wise to make a run for it now. Plus, it’s either a good shoot down and you sacrifice yours’ as well as your family and friend’s lives. Or you die standing just how you are and everyone else can live happily ever after. Sound okay?” he arrogantly finished off.
Ha! How thoughtful, they gave me a choice. Remember folks, not many criminals hand this out to you on a silver platter. Oh ho!- but lucky me, I had myself one of those Class-A criminals that gave you the ’ either take this choice A, or you will be forced to make choice A’ options.
“ Sounds like I don’t have much of advantage even if I did run.” I remarked back grimly.
At least at this point that I was going to try my best to conceal my fear, I wanted some ounce of dignity before I go down like this.
“ Nah, I don’t think you ever did. That’s what makes it all the more fun.” His grin only grew as he watched my face begin to lose color “ Right?”
That’s the moment when a large force came in contact with the back of my head and before I could express any reaction, everything was black behind my eyelids.
Back at interrogation in a Unnamed Lab
“Hm. ” the girl raised her eyebrows only ever slightly, telling me that she wasn’t that moved by the story. That really sort of ticked me off, because to me it was the beginning of one hell of a tale that turned my life upside down.
“ What’s hm? I really don’t get why I have to tell you all of this.” I growled, feeling that I was increasingly becoming more and more angry with this inscrutable child.
“ I mean, heck! What can you do? Are you some sort of rocket scientist, or prodigy child that has the answer to all the world’s problems?” I sarcastically spat out.
“ No.” she simply replied looking back up from the clipboard held in her hand. “ But, I am your only answer to returning back to normal. Now, if you would..”
I eyed her suspiciously. This girl was not any ordinary girl, and I promise you, I will figure this kid out no matter how badly she made me cringe inwardly. Jeez, I never felt too comfortable with women like her.
” Fine.” I slumped back into my chair, arms folded across my chest, content with the answer I received and was cued on to continue my story by a nod of her head.
Downtown Beika: October 22nd, 11:14 a.m.
“ Hey! Hey! Hey you! Are you okay? Oh no...oh boy..”
I couldn’t quite open my eyes but I could definitely make out voices around me. I felt two cold wet fingers slightly press against my neck and then a sigh of relief. Good. I wasn’t dead, or at least I thought I wasn’t.
“ He’s still alive..” a soft voice breathed out in ease.
Hooray! My assumption was supported.
“ This is horrible! You poor little child, look at you! Your such a mess!” the feminine voice cried out, draping a large coat cotton coat around my shoulders and pulling it close to my face.
Hm, I expected to be since I was just attacked by some insanely large ga- what? Child?
The next thing I heard was a click and three random ‘beeping’ noises that were being sounded that was followed by a dial tone. Who was she calling?..
“Yes, hello? I have a severely injured child who looks to be around eight or nine with me here who is unconscious in result from probably a blow to the head, blood running down the back of his neck from the head injury and a bullet wound in his left arm. I am right across the street from Talho National Bank in downtown Beika, in the neighborhood alley.”
‘Looks to be around eight or nine?...’
Okay, I’m awake now. Slowly, I opened my eyes, not quite sure if I was sensitive to light from the way my head felt, my vision was hazy from dizziness and water mixed with sweat that ran into my eyes, the constant little ring that erupted through my ear drums, and my stomach, which was at the moment, dangerously nauseous. What a way to start the day by feeling like sheer crap.
“ Ugh..” was the only sound that came out of my mouth, not perfect vocabulary, but it was a start.
“ Oh! Your coming too! How are you doing?...” I felt two cold hands cup my jaw and gingerly tilt my head up upwards.
The first thing that came into my view was a young woman's eyes, deep royal blue orbs that stared into mine shining with excitement. Her dark brown hair that was matted down from the rain and her long bangs that dripped with water. Her cheeks, rosy from the cold, lifted as she smiled at me gently.
“ Hey there.” she whispered out, running her long fingers through my locks of hair that was plastered to my forehead and got in the way of my eyes.
“An angel? Was this what they looked like when they came to help you when you are in times of trouble?”
“ Did you come from heaven to help me?...” I groggily drawled out. My head injury must’ve been bad, because for a second I could’ve sworn I saw a gold aurora envelop the frame of the young woman's body.
There was silence watching her as she looked at me with her eyebrows raised before a smile broke onto her face and her lean body shook with laughter.
“ Where did you get a pick up line like that? No sweetie, my name is Aoko, Nakamori Aoko.” she chuckled out tapping the tip of my nose with her index finger.
Ohhhhh-haha, it was just Aoko, how slow of me...wait, Aoko!?
“ Aoko?!” I yelped out, a little shocked that she found me here, and in this condition, and dammint! I was still Kaito Kid! Great, just great. My whole cover was blown, ka-ploosh, down the drain, cat out the bag, aaaw you know what I mean!
“ Uh, I-I can explain Aoko!” I stuttered waving my hands infront of me frantically.
I watched her tilt her head to the side, her face etched in confusion “ Explain what?”
Oh man...was she playing dumb with me, or was this how she was going to start showing her ferocity?
I felt sweat beginning to run down my face again, my hands dropping to my sides. This was going to be harder than I thought.
“ Well, um, you know, what you see right now...” I carefully replied back, looking from her eyes to the ground and back up to her again nervously.
“Well...I see a small boy, a very sweet little boy, whom is in a very bad condition probably from some very bad people, who all he needs right now is treatment and someone to look after them.” she kindly responded and delicately pulled me into her arms, rubbing her hand up and down my back.
I could feel my face warm, my eyes expanding from how motherly Aoko was acting. Was she always like this, when was the change? It was quite embarrassing but I was to drained to worry about and at the moment I think I just needed this. My body finally relaxed leaning into her, placing my hands under her arms and across her back. She had a soothing fragrant about her, and it smelled like rain and flowers.
This only lasted for what seemed two minutes, her evened breathing with my slow ones until it ended all to soon when I heard sirens screaming in the distance.
“ C’mon, let’s get you some help, I hear them on their way.” she said before picking me up which scared me out of mind and put me through a state of shock watching her walk with ease with myself in her arms.
Okay, last time I checked I was one hundred and sixty five pounds of muscle, five foot and ten inches tall, and she was one hundred and ten pounds and five foot three inches tall. This was not right. One-girls should never carry boys in their arms unless you just want to just stomp all over their self-esteem and two-when in the name of hell did she become Miss Amazon on me?
“ Are you okay? Your breathing has gotten a lot faster just now..." Aoko questioned, glancing at me through the corner of her eye
“ I’m fine!” I squeaked out in a high pitched voice.
And another thing, what was up with my voice? I know I could be sick and all, but shouldn't my voice be hoarse, not like I haven't gone through puberty yet?
So many questions, so little time and I could feel myself going into a panic attack as they sat me down on the ambulance bed and started wiping me down with antibiotics and gauze.
“ Hey there little man! How are you doing right now? We see that you have some pretty bad achies, but don’t worry we’ll have all fixed up for you at the hospital and that pretty lady over there we’ll come with us all the way, sound good?” a man asked me with an overly too cheery smile on his face, dressed in white with a red and white cap on his head and pen and clipboard attached to his hand
The man then turned towards Aoko and smiled “ Your little boy is acting really brave right now, it’s hard to come across kids like him. Though it is kind of scaring me how calm he is right now.”
‘Little boy!?’
Aoko’s smiled shyly as she waved her hands side to side, her cheeks flushing with red.
“ Oh no no, he’s not mine. I just found him today and I am going to look after him until someone can claim him.”
“ Ah, okay.” the man nodded, scratching something down on the clipboard he had.
What was this!? Someone to claim me? Little boy? Kids not like me? What was going on, what happened me?!
I laid down on the firm bed, gripping the thin white blanket that covered me, gazing out the moving van as we headed towards the hospital. I was unable to think of anything but what I have turned out to be, pondering what those men from last night had done to me. For once in my life, I was truly worried, and it was something that really did scare me.
Yeah dad, I think my poker face has officially crumbled by now.
To be continued...