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In a rare turn of events, one Koizumi Akako had managed to succeed in her plan to ensare Kuroba Kaito, aka the uncatchable Kaitou Kid - partially.

He had certainly, by accident, managed to ingest the item coated with a love potion she had planted on him.

Unfortunately, for the witch, it had happened in the middle of his heist, far away from her, and when he opened his eyes, the first living thing he saw certainly wasn't her, but rather one teenage detective named Kudo Shinichi.

Said detective had no idea of this, however - and he certainly wouldn't have believed in it, anyways.

Instead, all he knew was that, instead of him chasing and trying the thief, it was now reversed - he was running away from the thief - who was doing the chasing.

At least Shinichi wasn't running to stay out of jail, but rather to keep his dignity and not be molested by a Kid suddenly entirely too interested in pinning Shinichi to the ground and thoroughly ravishing the detective.

Shinichi knew this very well - he had been pinned once, the first time the thief had spotted him and jumped him, as Shinichi had been unaware.

This had to be the most bizarre situation he had ever been in.

Crammed into a tiny closet, the detective prayed that Kid wasn't nearly as good at the seeking as he was at the hiding. After all, since hiding was Shinichi's weak point, if Kid could seek as well as he hid, Shinichi was in trouble.

He had no idea why the thief was acting like this - and no idea how to get out of it. For all he knew, Kid might even follow him home. And while he wanted to arrest the thief, he certainly wasn't going to do it by having the cops show up on them when Shinichi was half-naked with Kid's hands down his pants.

He'd only saved his pants the first time due to a feat of gymnastic-like kicking that he certainly wasn't able to accomplish normally. His upper leg and lower back muscles would be telling him that move was stupid tomorrow.

Or perhaps quite sooner than tomorrow, as he realised that yes, Kid was a master thief, quite able to find a jewel no matter where it was hidden, and he proved that by latching white-clad arms around Shinichi, pinning him effectively.

In the tiny closet, with no room to manuever, there would be no side kicks to the head to save Shinichi now.

So, as he was turned around and suddenly found his mouth quite occupied and his shirt missing again, Shinichi wondered if he should just give up and acknowledge he'd caught the thief in at least one way - though not as satisfying as throwing his white ass in jail, capturing his heart wasn't maybe so bad.

No, definitely not bad at all. Kid was certainly very talented - he hadn't been aware hands could do that to him.

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Akako looked in her compact mirror - now serving as a make-shift scrying mirror - and swore to herself, very creatively.

Damn that raven - he had the worst timing.

Well, maybe not the worst, she amended to herself as she looked in the mirror again and blushed. At least it made for some nice viewing material.

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