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Monday, November 29, 2004
Rawr.
Drabble inspired by my Day of Hell at the airports. (Flight cancelled, getting straned in Charlotte, dinkiest planes EVER, over 12 hours of travelling straight, etc.)
Untitled Drabble (Travelling)
By: Shimegami
Warnings: Heavy yaoi, cursing, Timeline? What Timeline?
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
AN: Whee. Shinichi travels with Kaitou. This can't be good for his sanity.
Drabble
Shinichi took one look at the metal detectors and said "No."
Kaitou blinked. "Huh? What do you mean 'no'?"
Shinichi glared at him. "I am not going through those things with *you*. It will take *hours* to get all of your magic tricks out of your clothes."
Kaitou laughed nervously. "Oh come on. I didn't bring anything metal, and it's not like security can see them, even if they strip search me."
The detective eyed him warily. "Fine. But if I hear the slightest beep when you pass through, I'm stripping you *myself*. And I *know* where you keep all your gadgets."
Kaitou blinked innocently. "Why, Shinichi, thois is a public place. I didn't know you were into exhibitionism."
The blush that sprouted then seemed to cover every inch of visible skin on Shinichi.
"Pervert!" He hissed. "Let's just go through before we start looking suspicious."
They passed through security, and true to word, Kaitou did not set off the metal detector. He gave the dubious-looking Shinichi a triumphant smirk. He should know that Kaitou could hide his gadgets much better than to be discovered, thank you very much!
Although he did wonder if Shinichi would have carried out on his threat. He said as much to the detective.
It was something to the detective that Kaitou didn't even sense the danger until Shinichi's carry-on smacked him firmly in the back of his head.
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Kaitou wondered if Shinichi just *liked* to be bored.
('Let's go early', He says! 'We need plenty of time for security with you.' He says! Sure, fine, whatever, but I'd rather not sit and stare out a window for two hours!) Kaitou mused to himself, grumbling.
Indeed, at Shinichi's insistance, they had come three hours early. Due to check-in, an hour had passed when they got to their gate.
And now they sat here. Waiting.
Waiting was not Kaitou's strong suit.
He couldn't bust out with magic tricks, either, or security would pounce on him faster than Nakamori's unit playing "Dogpile on the Bandit".
Not to mention Shinichi would get irritated, and he'd get chewed out like an errant husband. Shinichi's rather high-pitched voice was *very* good at screeching out reprimands at the top of his voice, Kaitou had learned.
Not to mention he probably wouldn't get hotel sex. He liked hotel sex. He did everything possible to ensure hotel sex, or rather sex of any kind. And that meant keeping Shinichi happy.
He sighed. He was seated at Shinichi's feet because the gate seating area was rather full due to the flight leaving before theirs. At least he had floor space. And the opportunity to pull the one magic trick he could.
Making a deck of cards appear with a slight "Poof!", Kaitou promptly settled into seeing how many different ways he knew how to play Solitaire.
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Kaitou was never getting on a plane again.
They were now stuck in New York City, tyring to get to London. They had missed all the flights to England that day due to their plane being rather stupendously late.
At least Shinichi, or rather his parents, were loaded. And Shinichi jacked their credit card.
They were now settling in for the night in a nearby hotel. Shinichi was taking a shower, and Kaitou, having already taken his, sprawled out on the queen-sized bed.
It was quite a week for travelling, apparently, and this room had been the only one free. Pity, that. Kaitou grinned. He had been good all day, and if he could get Shinichi to relax (most likely through a form of massage or some such) he would be getting hotel sex. Life was grand.
The door to the bathroom opened, and Shinichi stepped out, wrapped in his rather elaborate bathrobe. The matching black and white set was a gift from Akako, who had merely smiled at them and handed them over. They consisted of a velvet floor-length outer robe, and a short silk one underneath. Originally the white and black had been seperate, but they switched outer robes. So now Shinichi was clad in the black outer robe, contrasting with the white one underneath. Kaitou's own set had the white outer robe and black underrobe.
The heavy outer one hung open, revealing the silk robe clinging jealously to Shinichi's lithe, damp form.
Kaitou's eyes followed the trails of water droplets appreciatively, though he was careful to make sure Shinichi didn't catch him looking. One of the first points to having a roll in the hay with the detective was that you had to catch him off-guard. If he knew your intentions, it was a sure thing he'd fight them off. He couldn't know what you had in mind until you had him firmly pinned to the bed and panting.
Kaitou had had long practice with this.
Shinichi sat down on the edge of the bed, picking up the towel that had been resting on his shoulders and scrubbing his hair dry. Kaitou inched forward, establishing a firm center of balance before reaching out and slowly adding his hand to the mix. Shinichi stilled for a moment, and Kaitou held his breath. Kaitou's hand was a question, asking for physical contact. Shinichi would ever accept or reject it, depending on his mood. His rejections could get quite violent, which was why Kaitou had established his center of gravity first.
Shinichi relaxed and let out a sigh, hands falling from the towel and head tilting back just a little. Kaitou gave a tiny grin at the acceptance as he settled in behind the other boy. He put both hands to work simutaneously, both drying the hair and giving sort of a massage-caress, working along the scalp and hairline in lazy circles.
Shinichi nearly melted into him. The detective was incredibley sensitive to touch, and loved to have his hair played with if he was in the mood. Added to the fact that Shinichi seemed to have a fascination with his hands, and it all equalled to the fact that he now had a pile of Shinichi-goo in his lap. Which meant he could proceed with the next part of his plan.
Leaning over, he added a series of kisses on the other boy's forehead, one hand dropping down to knead at the junction of neck and shoulder.
Shinichi made a little sound, somewhere between content and need, and Kaitou dropped the hand further to hook the boy's waist and pull him flush aginst himself.
Shinichi's eyes opened, looking a little muzzy and questioning, the detective's head tilted to look at him. Kaitou smirked and lowered his head, their lips meeting in a slow and gentle kiss, the hand hooked around Shinichi's waist beginning to caress his hip.
Shinichi pulled away, giving him a fuzzy, ironic smile. "So that's what you're up to. I should have known. It never fails when it comes to hotels."
Kaitou grinned, unabashed. "Can I help it if I happen to find hotel atmospheres very erotic?" The words and expression were teasing, but his eyes questioned, asking if it was alright to go on.
Shinichi gave a gentle smile. "Idiot. Get down here. Now that you've got the idea in my mind, we might as well follow through."
Kaitou leaned forward for another kiss, humming a happy noise against the other boy's lips. Really, sometimes, putting up with Shinichi was a pain, but it was all worth it in the end. Sure, the detective nagged, was far too conservative and righteous, had a bad tendency to explode at the littlest things, took far too much trouble to get into the sack, and didn't really approve of Kaitou's "night job", but he was also sweet and gentle, liked to cuddle in the early morning, took care of Kaitou in the little things, like tucking him in and appearing with snacks when the magician was busy, put up with KAitou even if he had just given a large rant about his bad habits, and sometimes when he had just woken up he gave Kaitou the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen....
Really, it was all worth it.
~Tsuzuku~
AN: Just a cute little series I'm doing for fun. Look forward to more adventures of Shinichi and Kaitou with Airports and Hotel Sex.
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