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Chikage opened the email and scrolled through the photos. “That is … It’s Kaito! Why an alley way? Come on Kai I thought you so much better than that.” She huffed and scold her only child that wasn’t around to hear it. “But I don’t get it, if they’re that close why does it feel like nothing has changed?”

“Well, according to his agent, the whole ‘Scarf Scandal’ was the result of an argument between himself and a classmate, but Saguru wouldn’t say who. I’ve been wondering, but he refuses to give me any information other than it was a ‘crime of passion’ and that he’d been ‘in a mood’ that day.” Marion couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her, biting her lip afterward. 

“I’m sure they’re both simply mortified that they let their feelings show.”

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“Nothing right now, I’m just going to have to drag it out of him sooner or later.” She pouted. “DO you have something?”

Chikage didn’t really know what told her that the other might have something but she got the feeling that Marion might. It was that or the hopes that there was something.

“Well. Just between us, I got a very disturbing email from Saguru’s agent a while back, and I believe that I’ve just now figured out who the other guilty party is…” Marion knew that this was crossing some boundaries, and that her son would never, ever forgive her if he found out, buuuut…

The gossip was just far too good.

She took out her phone and quickly dug through her folders, finding the email in question. “I’m going to forward this email to you… There we go, sent. Tell me, does this look like anyone you know~?”

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If we’re not talking about the self-insert character that Hakuba wrote in his (SECRET) novel, then Sakura Jane Hakuba is… … very similar to how he normally is. Well, and she’s a lot more cautious. She can’t take the risks that her much taller, stronger male counterpart can, but she’s also far more vocal. 

It’s just pencil skirts instead of dress slacks, heels and flats instead of loafers. Still a lot of ties, but also lots and lots of lacy underwear. I bet she’s spent the equivalent of Saguru’s tie collection on cute and stylish underthings.

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“I really should record Kai-chan so you can hear him. He’s stuck on him and doesn’t want to admit. He complains and complains then out of the blue he’ll be fine with him and even going as far as to compliment him.” She laughed and waved her hands. “He’s so stubborn, he needs some one like your boy who will continue to get under his skin and pursue him.”

“They’re such a handsome pair, too. I’ve seen secret photos. But it’s always, ‘Kuroba-kun did this,’ and ‘Kuroba-kun did that,’ along with frustrated ‘He’s so irritating I can hardly stand it!’ and yet…” Marion laughed again. “Oh, dear, they’re so darling. One of these days they’ll realize that they need each other…" 

She sighed, leaning back in her chair, smile fond as she thought of it. "If he ever mentions a fondness to me directly, I will encourage relentless pursual, you have my word." 

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“They’re a mess aren’t they.” Chikage sighed as well and rested her hands against her chin. After a few moments of silence to their pain she grinned. “They really deserve each other don’t they~”

It only took half a second before Marion burst into a fit of giggles, having to set her tea cup down on the table to avoid spilling it. “Oh god, Kage-chan! You should hear the way Saguru complains about him! It’s so charming! Baaya tells me that he reports to her every time she picks him up from school." 

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“Now, Now, Oxford is a lovely place and would suit Hakuba-kun very well.” She giggled and longed to pat her friend’s hand to sooth the sting that must have brought.

Chikage went wistful and dewy eyed and the mention of Toichi. “Kaito will  be Kaito, he wants to be a stage magician and is certainly practicing nonstop at perfecting his talent. You should see him Marion, he’s a completely different person … well I shouldn’t say different. He’s himself when he performs.”  

There was an unspoken but in her words that held the fear only a mother would know.

“Oh, my dear Kage-chan…” Unspoken, yes, but certainly understood. 

It’d been so long since they’d last seen each other. Months. But it had done nothing to lessen their bond. If anything, Marion found it easier to talk to Chikage than any of her local friends, simply because she, too, understood so many things that only came from similar experience, Japan being just one of a very long list. 

“Well. I’m certain that I’ll get to see him soon. I’m coming for the graduation ceremony, and I expect that you’ll let me know the moment he has his first big show, won’t you?” The smile she put on faded as she continued to mull over her friend’s words, and soon she fell back on it, voicing her sorrows absently with a quiet sigh.

“Oh, our poor, sweet boys…" 

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“Delighted and not yet, he seems to be leaning to do something else with his life. Although right now he seems to have his hands full. Has Hakuba-kun?” Chikage laughed and tucked a stray hair back behind her ear. She wonder how horrified her would be if he knew she was speaking to his detective’s mother.

Likely as horrified as Hakuba would be if he knew that his mother was talking to the thief’s. Marion sighed, putting on theatrics as she raised a hand to her forehead. “Alas, no! I know he’s done entrance exams for some, applied, had interviews… But he hasn’t decided.

"I, of course, want him to go to Cambridge, my alma mater, but he’s leaning more toward Oxford University– my rival, of all things! Though, at least that would be preferable to Keio… did you know that he was considering staying in Japan? My god! Leaving England! For Japan!” 

The woman huffed and took another sip of tea. “I think, if he’s having such a difficult time deciding, that he should take a GAP year, but he insists that he needs to graduate as soon as possible for… some reason or other… I swear, he’s just like his father.”

A pause.

“What is Kaito-kun leaning toward? Please tell me he plans to be a stage magician like his father!" 

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Over the next couple of days Kaito didn’t want to emerge from his bedroom. The onslaught of question he had to endure back at the classroom did about as much damage as that blasted detective who had destroyed he defenses. He tried to clear his mind and body by working out and training for his next heist but after swallowing a pin to a safe lock he called it quits. He was too distracted by the memory. No matter how long he showered and how hard he scrubbed he could still catch whiffs  of Hakuba everywhere, on his clothes, his skin, in his hair and it drove him nuts. The scarf had been tossed to the corner of his room and not touched for a full day before he picked it up and folded it.

He lifted his head from the mountain of pillows to stare at the package. The only reason it sat unopened was because Hakuba’s name was printed on it. He sighed and sat up, debating whether it was a good idea to get him self mixed up in anything he offered. Standing he crossed to it and picked it up.

It was light and barely made any sound when he shook it. He bit his lip and sat down in the desk chair. Happiness bubbled under his skin at the sight of the paper. He scrunched his nose. He removed the bow carefully then worked on each sides of the paper. He slid the box out and set the wrapping aside.

He froze at the store name on the box, slowly lifted the lid and stared down at the red scarf he wanted. He ran out of the room and remained downstairs for the remainder of the holiday.

The Following March (“One Month Before Graduation at Ekoda High”)

“Oh, I know, I know!” Marion said, lifting the tea cup to her mouth again for a quick sip before setting it on the saucer in her other hand. “I can’t believe that they’re growing up so quickly, and I know I’ll never get over just how tall my Saguru is getting…" 

The woman took a moment to tuck a lock of wavy blonde hair behind her ear, smirking at her friend on the other end of the screen. "And Kaito-kun. Is he excited to nearly be done with high school? Has he decided on a college?”