Study in Romance

Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.

Warning: KaiShin relationship.

A/N: OK, final one. Head out of gutter please.

Omake (2): Giving it a spin

Shinichi had no idea why but both himself and Kaito were tiptoeing through the front door on sock cladded feet. They were aiming for the upstairs bedroom, Shinichi's bedroom, where the pair could actually sit down and talk things over. But before they even took the first step, the pair women that were their mother stood at the closest doorway with a pair of knowing grins.

"Oh my, just where have the two of you been?" Yukiko stalked over to the boys. "And is that a mark I see underneath your collar Shin-chan?" She leaned in close to inspect the dark red patch of skin at the junction between the neck and the jaw.

Shinichi's hands quickly reached up to cover the mark but it was clear both women had seen it.

Kaito, on the other hand, noticed a rather familiar scent in the air. His eyes glanced about to pinpoint the location, only for his noise to lead his eyes to Yukiko's neck. He raised an eyebrow and glanced between the mother and son. Shinichi, somehow sensing something was not right, decided a quick escape was in order and tugged Kaito forcibly up the stair.

"Don't get too loud you two! Think of the neighbours!" Chikage teased.

The pair of woman giggled before they added with a shout up the stairs, "we'll be going out now, you'll have the house all to yourselves!"

"'Kaa-san!" The two shouted at the same time.

Reaching the bedroom, Shinichi opened the door and was about to invite Kaito in only for the magician to have disappeared.

"Kaito?" He looked inside his own room, just in case the magician decided to pull a surprise attack on Shinichi. Moments later, Kaito appeared back in the doorway with two bottles in hand.

"You know, I think I remember these." He held them up to eye level. "Did you know how painful it was to stand next to Irie Shiina and help her pick out a scent?"

"Why would it be painful?" Shinichi could not understand how smelling things could be painful. As far as he knew, the day only ended up with a lot of sneezes on both parts. "I mean it was a lot of scents and we did walk a lot around the shopping center, unless you hurt your foot that day?"

"No, no." Kaito sighed, not believing how dense the detective was. "However, you still have yet to compensate me for my effort."

"Compensate? Why?"

"Let's see…" In the blink of an eye, Kaito was immediately in front of Shinichi, the perfume bottle held at just the right position to apply it onto Shinichi's pulse point.

"What the?! Kaito! That's my mother's!" Shinichi struggled, it was sweet for his taste and entirely too floral. "And it's a female perfume!"

"Hm...but it smells good on you." Kaito nuzzled the neck, it was so tempting to deepen the same mark to make it everlasting. "I took the pains to help you find this delectable scent so the least you can do is wear it for me…?"

The slight pleading tone in the magician's voice was ultimately Shinichi's undoing and let Kaito push him into his own bedroom.

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