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The Famous Detective Couple: Expecting?!

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At his relief she gave a smile of apology, moving to rest a hand on his arm. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you.” She’d just been so intent on getting her work done, but then she was like that with everything.

“A break sounds wonderful, lord knows I could use some food too.” Pausing, she laughed a little bit at that. “Listen to me, you’ve actually managed to get me to admit when I need to eat! How could you?”

She understood a little bit about being lost in the new home, smaller then their actual home (though about the same size-ish) when she lived at the Kudo Manor. It would take a little time to get used to this place. Their place.

“Where ever you want to go, I’m game. Just as long as food comes into the picture at some point.”

He laughed, pulling away from the doorframe to really look her over. “I’ll make certain of it, dear. Definitely food. Probably on the way back. I was thinking we could look at some curtains… for our office?” Hakuba took her hand and tugged her to the hallway, gesturing with his free arm to the other bedroom.

“It’ll be our office for now, but eventually… Unless you think it would be better in the bedroom?  Anyway, we need to make this apartment look a little bit more… I don’t know… lived in, don’t you?”

He looked into the room, covered in book cases and desks waiting to be put together, then back at her, drawing a hand to her back and around her waist. 

“Pink or blue… perhaps a more gender-neutral sort of color… green? Sage?” Hakuba pulled his keys out of his pockets, then tugged her toward the door. “I’ll drive.”

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The Famous Detective Couple: Expecting?!

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She’d admit to having thought of talking him into waiting until Spring, but hearing him so excited for the idea just made her excited… And really whenever the pair got excited about something there was nothing to do but to move in. Besides, the smaller place was nice and helped ease some of her anxieties. And was definitely not as lonely as the Kudo Manor was.

Not that she could be lonely with Hakuba at her side.

Hearing him call her finally, it helped that he’d reached the bedroom, Shinori poked her head out of the bathroom and smiled some. “Sorry, Hakuba-kun~ I was unpacking the toiletries.” Because she was going to get one box unpacked for sure and would likely need a bath later in the evening so she might as well.

A bright smile was on her face, strands of hair clinging to her face as the dark locks continued to fall from the half-assed ponytail she’d thrown her hair back into. If only so it would stop clinging to her neck.

“What were you saying love?”

“God, I swear…” Hakuba said, giving a sigh of relief at having found her, and leaned on the doorframe, watching her. “This apartment is infinitely smaller than the estate, but still large enough that I’m getting lost. Do you think you might be able to take a break?”

It was strange, living with someone. They weren’t even fully moved in, obviously – most of their furniture wouldn’t be there until the next day or so, being delivered by such-and-such company at whatever time – but it was so very odd to have someone around all of the time. Even at the dorms, he never saw his roommate. Ever. Really, he might have seen him at most for fifteen minutes a day if that. And then, they’d carefully divided the room.

Here, they were sharing. And, as easy-going and agreeable as Hakuba normally was, he wasn’t used to that at all. 

Not that it was really a problem, he just didn’t know how to relax in it. He smiled, though, at her hair and her flushed face from working, giving another sigh. “I was thinking we could go to the hardware store.. or something… perhaps pick up a bite to eat, hm? Carryout, even?" 

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The Famous Detective Couple: Expecting?!

No one should ever be so lucky, but Hakuba had managed, somehow. He looked around the mostly empty living room and gave a sigh, wiping his brow with the back of his hand, then looked over toward the adjoining kitchen. It was a small place, only two bedrooms, one bath, and no washer and dryer, but it was nice. They could have afforded a better place, probably, but this one was nestled right between the university and the metropolitan police station, close to a train line, and in a charming – and safe! – neighborhood. 

The blond took stock of the moving boxes that were still scattered around the floor, only half of them opened, and even less unpacked. It was a lot to be doing so soon after exams, but there wasn’t a lot of time before the next term. Really, they probably should have waited to move in together until the spring, but once the impulsive idea had been sprung, there was nothing to stop the pair of stubborn detectives. 

Besides, neither of them could ever back down from a challenge, especially not when it was so terribly exciting. 

“Shinori-kun…?” Hakuba called, scratching the side of his head as he checked his watch, pulling himself away from the boxes marked with the kanji for ‘dishes’ and ‘linens.’ “I think now would be an excellent time for a break, don’t you?" 

He wandered into the little hallway, nearly tripping over one of the many boxes marked ‘books,’ then put his hand over where they hoped to have a stacked washer/dryer installed in the upcoming months, smirking at the ugly, tattered wallpaper that they still needed to tear down. 

"I thought we could take a little drive… perhaps go look for some better curtains, like we’d talked about? Perhaps blue, or…” Hakuba poked his head into the bedroom that they’d designated to be their joint office, looked around, then started to the room where the bed was, still only a mattress with headboard, legs, and other parts leaned against the wall.

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“Darling, where did you go?" 

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Mistletoe (not sure if I’m too late~)

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Next five people to say ‘Mistletoe’ in my askbox get a kiss.

Christmas was just a few more weeks away and the music and decorations in every little shop and streetcorner only made that even more obvious, much to the distress and annoyance to a lot of giftshoppers and simple passerbys. 

Dick, however, loved it. 

The moment December rolled around, it was like someone had permanently glued a grin to his face and even despite the cold that sometimes got just a little too close to being unbearable, he still couldn’t help but feel so incredibly giddy and jolly.

Seeing that famiiar face turn the corner only served to strengthen that feeling of pure and simple happiness. His expression brightening, Dick fished around in his pocket for the little plant he’d nicked from a store a few blocks away, while swiftly, smoothly closing the distance between himself and the blond detective.

He could see the other’s mouth opening in greeting, but before he could fully form the words, Dick threw an arm around his neck and tugged him down, his other hand happily waving the little mistletoe above their heads.

“Merry Christmas~” he sing-songed, something just a little sly and mischievous flashing across his face as he leaned in that final inch to capture Hakuba’s lips in a warm, long kiss.

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She really wanted to help them catch the real murder. She doubted they would believe her if she told them about source of her information. The detective earlier kept asking her about the source of her information, but she couldn’t tell him that her source were a bunch of dead people.

Alice waited for the detective to come back. Two minutes later,He came back, but he wasn’t alone. He was accompanied by a teenage boy. He looked to be same age as her or maybe a little older.  Were detectives usually this young or he was just an exception? She had a feeling it was the latter.

She nodded at his greeting and hesitated before shaking his hand. She wasn’t in the mood to return the smile beside she wasn’t the most sociable person.

” No, thanks.” She responded with a sigh.Unlike the teenage boy her accent was quite different. It clearly gave away that she was an American.

She glanced at her previous interrogator with a frown. Couldn’t he just let her go? At first she denied being the mysterious informal but  unfortunately they had a very clear recording of her voice. She kept trying to dodge the questions until she decided to remain silent altogether.

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”  I already said what I know. ” Her voice was tired. ”  my source wish to remain anonymous and I would like to keep that way.” Her source was already six feet under so it would be of no use to them.

She seemed too sure of herself for a murder suspect. She had extra information that she decided to keep hidden from the police. It would only serve to incriminate her. 

She knew how long these corpses were buried. The victims were killed one month ago. She had a pretty solid alibi  so she didn’t feel nervous. One month ago, she was half way across the world and she doubted they could incriminate her with such an alibi. She will just have to wait until they discover the time of death of victims.

“Hm,” was all that Hakuba said at first before taking a seat on the other side of the desk. He looked to his accompanying officers, brows furrowing, then looked back at the girl in question. “Perhaps I could have a moment or two alone with her? Just to get things calmed a bit…”

The officers rolled their eyes, but what else could they do? The language barrier had everyone in tatters, and if anyone was able to get a motive out of a foreigner, it’d be that damned blond. 

Hakuba waited for them to leave before turning his attention back to the girl and the paperwork in front of him. “Apologies for that, miss… Sometimes things just get lost in translation, and… anyway, if you could just humor me and start from the beginning, it’d be greatly appreciated, and then we can get you out of here and on your way. I understand you must be very frustrated and tired by now, but please believe that I am here to help you. All right?”