FIC: Vainglorious (4/?)
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dcmk_yaoiTitle: Vainglorious
Authour: Saitaina
Rating: Full Story: NC-17/ Chapter: PG-13
Characters: Kuroba Kaito, Kaitou Kid, Hakuba Saguru
Pairings: Kaitou Kid/Kuroba Kaito, Kaitou Kid/Hakuba Saguru
Summary: What if the eight year lock never opened? Kaito finds his inheritance was left to someone else, and with the rug pulled out from beneath him, he has to struggle to catch up, or live forever in Kid's shadow.
Chapter Information:
Title: Complications
Summary: Kaito's trying to learn to be a thief, Saguru sticks his foot in it and Kid gets a soccer ball to the face.
Chapter Four: Complications
"What are you two doing?" Saguru asked, slipping into Arsène's work room from the older man's apartment, taking a seat on one of the extra squishy couches, sinking in a good five inches, watching as Kaito leaned against a mannequin, almost molesting the plastic hips.
"Watching Kaito fail," Arsène muttered, reaching out and flicking the bell attached to the hip pocket of the mannequin, just before Kaito did the same, cursing.
"I almost had it that time!" Kaito protested, crossing his arms over his chest. "You cheated."
"You were standing on his foot the whole time," Arsène said, running a hand over his face, tired from trying to teach the magician to pick pockets.
Kaito frowned, looking at his feet before shuffling, wondering how he had managed that. Saguru raised an eyebrow at the pair, taking a sip of his water. "Lessons going well?"
Arsène glared at Saguru and threw something at the blond's head. Saguru frowned, blinking at his wallet before searching his jacket, cursing. How the hell....
Arsène spun Saguru's handcuffs around on a finger, examining Kaito for a moment. "How is it, you can do slight of hand tricks, yet cannot manage to pick a simple wallet? It's the same skills..."
"Not all of us have been doing this since before we could read," Kaito muttered, trying again for the wallet in the hip pocket, managing to get his fingers against it before the bell rang. This time however, it wasn't something Kaito had done, but rather Arsène's kitten hanging from the pocket, looking curiously at it as her claws sunk into Kaito's hand.
Bibi extracted a cat treat from the pocket (without setting off the bell again) and dashed off, climbing up Saguru's leg and chest, curling up on his shoulder to nibble on her reward, ignoring the glare from Kaito.
"Okay, you're now doing worse then the kitten," Arsène said before collapsing onto the couch next to Saguru, shaking his head. "Pathetic,"
…
'What is your problem?"
"Pardon?' Kaito asked, looking up at Saguru and cursing as he knocked the dummy over, bending over to straighten it.
Saguru ran a hand down his face, gently removing Arsène's head from his lap and covering the sleeping thief with a blanket before pulling Kaito away from the dummy, and away from where he could wake Arsène. "What. Is. Your. Problem? This is stuff you know w, Kaito. You do it daily with your magic and to annoy me. Well, you did..." Saguru trailed off, frowning down at the shorter teenager. "Ever since he butted into your life you've changed...you can't even seem to perform simple actions anymore,"
"That's not true," Kaito muttered, crossing his arms over his chest defensively.
"You dropped your juggling balls in class," Saguru pointed out, cocking an eyebrow.
Kaito growled and moved to get away from Saguru's too knowing eyes, only to be blocked as Saguru placed his arms on either side of Kaito, moving in closer to trap him by physical presence alone.
"Tell me," Saguru hissed, tired of the games between the pair.
"I'm not good enough, alright!" Kaito exploded, jerking his eyes up to meet Saguru's, angry. "I've always been the best and now...I'm nothing. He's...he can do everything a million times better then I could, his magic, his skills, hell I bet my father liked him better even!"
Saguru rested his forehead against the wall, trying desperately not to burst out laughing. "You idiot," he muttered, closing his eyes before pulling back so he could look at Kaito again. "You are...the single most infuriating person I know, and that's a lot considering whom my best friend is." He growled when Kaito turned to look away, gripping the teen's chin, forcing their eyes to meet, his face moving in so that he was all that Kaito could see. "You are not second place to him, Kaito, you are..." Saguru licked his lips, trying to find the worlds to explain that Kaito was..Kaito. Neither more nor less then Arsène...equal.
But everything he came up with seemed trite and sugar filled.
"The only difference is that he knows what he can do, and thinks a bit larger then flipping girl's skirts," Saguru said with a shrug. He watched Kaito, watched the other boy's eyes, trying to will the knowledge into Kaito's brain.
It was in this silent staring contest that a sudden urge struck him and before he could think about it, he swooped down, sealing his lips over Kaito's. It was...soft. Different then Arsène...not as consuming and demanding. It was...
It was wrong.
Saguru's eyes widened and he shoved away from the teen, turning and grabbing his coat off the desk, fleeing up the stairs and out into Arsène's apartment, leaving a bewildered Kaito and sleepy Arsène behind.
…
"I thought you weren't going to get yourself involved," Arsène said, leaning against the wall, cape swirling around his ankles in the breeze.
Saguru cursed, closing his phone and glancing at his boyfriend before looking away. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Of course, and my assistant has been mumbling about you under his breath for three days because he's just that damn fond of you," Arsène pushed off of the wall, moving behind Saguru, reaching out to brush a gloved finger up the blond's neck. "You've been hiding from me," he whispered, sounding almost...hurt.
Which made no sense as Arsène didn't get hurt...at least, not by Saguru's actions.
"I've been busy," Saguru said, jerking away from the touch.
"Yes, staring at microscopes and playing hearts on your computer at the lab,"
"Will you stop spying on me?" Saguru snapped, realizing it was a rather ridiculous request, considering they both spied on each other and practically everyone they knew...force of habit when you had trust issues.
Arsène raised an eyebrow at the outburst before pulling back from Saguru. "As you wish," he said, giving a mocking bow. He turned away from the detective, hands shoved into his pockets. "When you get your head out of your ass, you know where to find me." With that, Arsène was gone, melding into the shadows.
Saguru cursed again, leaning against the wall Arsène had so recently vacated, dropping his head down and rubbing at the skin between his eyes, a headache forming. He really didn't need this, moments before a heist.
…
"God dammit!" Arsène yelled, throwing his bag across the billiard room, sinking into the couch.
Kaito followed the older man into the room, nodding to Jii who just looked confused at the pair. Jii waited a moment by the door, before shutting it, wondering where Saguru was as he turned to treat his young charge.
Kaito removed Arsène's cape, setting it aside as he helped cut off the jacket and shirt, being careful of the tourniquet pressed against Kid's arm, keeping the drug from the sleeping dart still sticking out of his skin from taking effect. "I knew you shouldn't have gone after him," Kaito muttered.
"This wouldn't have happened, if he hadn't been a stubborn ass and distracted me!" Arsène snapped, rubbing at his temples.
Kaito rolled his eyes, dabbing blood off of Arsène's side from where the thief had impacted the side of a building, trying to escape soccer balls. "Yes, well at least now we won't have that problem anymore,"
Arsène looked away, confusion and pain in his eyes before he forced it back. "Yes, well,"
"What is going on, young master?" Jii asked, looking between the pair.
"Nothing, I'm going to bed," Arsène Said, standing and heading upstairs to Jii's apartment, trailing blood behind him.
Jii turned to look at Kaito, whittling down the boy's defenses with his stare as he cleaned up he medical supplies and general chaos that Arsène had left behind.
Kaito folded like a cheap lawn chair, sinking into the couch and scratching at his head. "Hakuba resigned from the Task Force...he's returning to London."
Authour: Saitaina
Rating: Full Story: NC-17/ Chapter: PG-13
Characters: Kuroba Kaito, Kaitou Kid, Hakuba Saguru
Pairings: Kaitou Kid/Kuroba Kaito, Kaitou Kid/Hakuba Saguru
Summary: What if the eight year lock never opened? Kaito finds his inheritance was left to someone else, and with the rug pulled out from beneath him, he has to struggle to catch up, or live forever in Kid's shadow.
Chapter Information:
Title: Complications
Summary: Kaito's trying to learn to be a thief, Saguru sticks his foot in it and Kid gets a soccer ball to the face.
Chapter Four: Complications
"What are you two doing?" Saguru asked, slipping into Arsène's work room from the older man's apartment, taking a seat on one of the extra squishy couches, sinking in a good five inches, watching as Kaito leaned against a mannequin, almost molesting the plastic hips.
"Watching Kaito fail," Arsène muttered, reaching out and flicking the bell attached to the hip pocket of the mannequin, just before Kaito did the same, cursing.
"I almost had it that time!" Kaito protested, crossing his arms over his chest. "You cheated."
"You were standing on his foot the whole time," Arsène said, running a hand over his face, tired from trying to teach the magician to pick pockets.
Kaito frowned, looking at his feet before shuffling, wondering how he had managed that. Saguru raised an eyebrow at the pair, taking a sip of his water. "Lessons going well?"
Arsène glared at Saguru and threw something at the blond's head. Saguru frowned, blinking at his wallet before searching his jacket, cursing. How the hell....
Arsène spun Saguru's handcuffs around on a finger, examining Kaito for a moment. "How is it, you can do slight of hand tricks, yet cannot manage to pick a simple wallet? It's the same skills..."
"Not all of us have been doing this since before we could read," Kaito muttered, trying again for the wallet in the hip pocket, managing to get his fingers against it before the bell rang. This time however, it wasn't something Kaito had done, but rather Arsène's kitten hanging from the pocket, looking curiously at it as her claws sunk into Kaito's hand.
Bibi extracted a cat treat from the pocket (without setting off the bell again) and dashed off, climbing up Saguru's leg and chest, curling up on his shoulder to nibble on her reward, ignoring the glare from Kaito.
"Okay, you're now doing worse then the kitten," Arsène said before collapsing onto the couch next to Saguru, shaking his head. "Pathetic,"
…
'What is your problem?"
"Pardon?' Kaito asked, looking up at Saguru and cursing as he knocked the dummy over, bending over to straighten it.
Saguru ran a hand down his face, gently removing Arsène's head from his lap and covering the sleeping thief with a blanket before pulling Kaito away from the dummy, and away from where he could wake Arsène. "What. Is. Your. Problem? This is stuff you know w, Kaito. You do it daily with your magic and to annoy me. Well, you did..." Saguru trailed off, frowning down at the shorter teenager. "Ever since he butted into your life you've changed...you can't even seem to perform simple actions anymore,"
"That's not true," Kaito muttered, crossing his arms over his chest defensively.
"You dropped your juggling balls in class," Saguru pointed out, cocking an eyebrow.
Kaito growled and moved to get away from Saguru's too knowing eyes, only to be blocked as Saguru placed his arms on either side of Kaito, moving in closer to trap him by physical presence alone.
"Tell me," Saguru hissed, tired of the games between the pair.
"I'm not good enough, alright!" Kaito exploded, jerking his eyes up to meet Saguru's, angry. "I've always been the best and now...I'm nothing. He's...he can do everything a million times better then I could, his magic, his skills, hell I bet my father liked him better even!"
Saguru rested his forehead against the wall, trying desperately not to burst out laughing. "You idiot," he muttered, closing his eyes before pulling back so he could look at Kaito again. "You are...the single most infuriating person I know, and that's a lot considering whom my best friend is." He growled when Kaito turned to look away, gripping the teen's chin, forcing their eyes to meet, his face moving in so that he was all that Kaito could see. "You are not second place to him, Kaito, you are..." Saguru licked his lips, trying to find the worlds to explain that Kaito was..Kaito. Neither more nor less then Arsène...equal.
But everything he came up with seemed trite and sugar filled.
"The only difference is that he knows what he can do, and thinks a bit larger then flipping girl's skirts," Saguru said with a shrug. He watched Kaito, watched the other boy's eyes, trying to will the knowledge into Kaito's brain.
It was in this silent staring contest that a sudden urge struck him and before he could think about it, he swooped down, sealing his lips over Kaito's. It was...soft. Different then Arsène...not as consuming and demanding. It was...
It was wrong.
Saguru's eyes widened and he shoved away from the teen, turning and grabbing his coat off the desk, fleeing up the stairs and out into Arsène's apartment, leaving a bewildered Kaito and sleepy Arsène behind.
…
"I thought you weren't going to get yourself involved," Arsène said, leaning against the wall, cape swirling around his ankles in the breeze.
Saguru cursed, closing his phone and glancing at his boyfriend before looking away. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Of course, and my assistant has been mumbling about you under his breath for three days because he's just that damn fond of you," Arsène pushed off of the wall, moving behind Saguru, reaching out to brush a gloved finger up the blond's neck. "You've been hiding from me," he whispered, sounding almost...hurt.
Which made no sense as Arsène didn't get hurt...at least, not by Saguru's actions.
"I've been busy," Saguru said, jerking away from the touch.
"Yes, staring at microscopes and playing hearts on your computer at the lab,"
"Will you stop spying on me?" Saguru snapped, realizing it was a rather ridiculous request, considering they both spied on each other and practically everyone they knew...force of habit when you had trust issues.
Arsène raised an eyebrow at the outburst before pulling back from Saguru. "As you wish," he said, giving a mocking bow. He turned away from the detective, hands shoved into his pockets. "When you get your head out of your ass, you know where to find me." With that, Arsène was gone, melding into the shadows.
Saguru cursed again, leaning against the wall Arsène had so recently vacated, dropping his head down and rubbing at the skin between his eyes, a headache forming. He really didn't need this, moments before a heist.
…
"God dammit!" Arsène yelled, throwing his bag across the billiard room, sinking into the couch.
Kaito followed the older man into the room, nodding to Jii who just looked confused at the pair. Jii waited a moment by the door, before shutting it, wondering where Saguru was as he turned to treat his young charge.
Kaito removed Arsène's cape, setting it aside as he helped cut off the jacket and shirt, being careful of the tourniquet pressed against Kid's arm, keeping the drug from the sleeping dart still sticking out of his skin from taking effect. "I knew you shouldn't have gone after him," Kaito muttered.
"This wouldn't have happened, if he hadn't been a stubborn ass and distracted me!" Arsène snapped, rubbing at his temples.
Kaito rolled his eyes, dabbing blood off of Arsène's side from where the thief had impacted the side of a building, trying to escape soccer balls. "Yes, well at least now we won't have that problem anymore,"
Arsène looked away, confusion and pain in his eyes before he forced it back. "Yes, well,"
"What is going on, young master?" Jii asked, looking between the pair.
"Nothing, I'm going to bed," Arsène Said, standing and heading upstairs to Jii's apartment, trailing blood behind him.
Jii turned to look at Kaito, whittling down the boy's defenses with his stare as he cleaned up he medical supplies and general chaos that Arsène had left behind.
Kaito folded like a cheap lawn chair, sinking into the couch and scratching at his head. "Hakuba resigned from the Task Force...he's returning to London."
