KID just kept running, half afraid to look back and see the progress of the enemy. He stumbled a little when a shot almost knocked his hat off, cursing quietly and catching it. That was the last time he wore one of Toichi’s hats out; surely that left a mark on the white satin.
Soon he was heading up a flight of stairs with a door at the top. This had to be the roof exit, KID thought to himself. He’d be safe in a few minutes, right? The hope was gone a second later when he saw the door start to open and a figure stood in silhouette. His heart sank, assuring himself that since the figure didn’t bring out a gun and point it at him, it was probably an innocent. This wasn’t much of an assurance, but it did help.
With a burst of adrenaline speed, KID sprinted to the door, grabbing the figure by his arm and pulling him aside before closing the door again. He took a moment to catch his breath, not even looking up at his new companion yet.
Hakuba was caught very off guard by the recklessly charging Kaitou KID, and it took him several moments to realize quite what had happened. In fact, it wasn’t until his eyes had adjusted to the new dark that he gathered the mental energy to process it.
“Well,” he muttered stiffly, unimpressed by the close proximity of himself to the very phantom thief that he had been avoiding. “That was unexpected. What are you up to? What’s all of this commotion?”
Leave it to the half-brit detective to begin asking questions at potentially the worst possible time.