A Tale of Rifles and Silver Bullets

okiya-subaru:

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Shuichi took his time, blood welling in his mouth. It was welcome, like drinking ice water on a blazing hot day. After a bit, when he was reasonably satiated, he licked the wound clean and put his hand on the bite, applying pressure to it. His eyes were now open and bright red.

“I apologize. I was recently turned into a vampire.” He opened his mouth wide enough to show the fangs. “I may not be one for superstitions, but the evidence says otherwise…

"I’m sorry that this is a lot to take in.  Do you need anything in particular?”

Of all of the things that he had thought might have possibly happened to him that day, this was certainly not one of them. The initial surprise and burst of pain of the attack was gradually replaced with shock, during which, the detective stayed still and stiff. All he could think to do was  stare at Shuichi out of the corner of his wide, frightened eyes. 

Once the older man was finished with the halfer’s mixed blood, and Hakuba’s heart calmed to a reasonable rate (more like a nervous rabbit and less like a screaming one), he sucked in a breath and released it in a huff, gaping afterward.

“Do I need something?! An explanation might be appropriate! You… just… BIT me. Bit me! You used misdirection! Giving me valuable and interesting information to disguise the fact that you really just wanted to BITE ME."  Eyes still wide, one brow raised, the other creased, leaving the young detective with an incredulous expression. He shifted the teacup into his other hand so that he could swat at Akai’s hand, wanting to cover his own neck, thank you very much.

"Over afternoon tea, no less! You bit me over afternoon tea! I just…! What?! Sensei! Am I to become like you, then?! I hardly believe that you’re going to kill me off after going through the trouble of providing such vital information. What mythos are your vampiric rules based on?" 

themoonlightthief:

The little thief watched with eager eyes as Hakuba went to retrieve the box, legs kicking excitedly and impatiently, arms instantly reaching for the truffles the moment the blonde was close enough.

“I’ll take the chocolate, caramel and peanut butter ones,” he decided, grinning happily, brightly, innocently. “You can have the chocolate raspberry. If you want. Or I could take that one too. I don’t really mind either way, just saying~”

“You can have the whole box if you like; I can always get more.” He let him have the box, smile broad and pleased at Kaito’s reactions. “Just don’t eat too much all at once. I’ll get the hot cocoa… the water should be about boiling now.  How long do you think you’ll be staying? I can get something arranged for dinner, perhaps?”

The water was, indeed, ready, and he got out two mugs – one for chocolate powder, one for tea, and set them up, stirring the former, setting the latter to steep. Then he looked back to Kaito, tilting his head to one side as he regarded him. 

“…God, you’re just so cute. What am I to do with you?” He walked the cocoa to him and offered it, handled first. “Careful, it’s hot." 

kaito-kuroba1412:

A bright and sneaky smile appears on his face .
“ And what kind of thing did y’want to do for this celebration ~? ” he replied again more sneaky than before .

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“A kiss, perhaps, would be nice… don’t you think?” Hakuba tilted his head, smug expression growing broader with the curve of his lips. “It sounds rather appropriate for the occasion." 

themoonlightthief:

No, no, he probably wouldn’t be able to explain it in a way Hakuba would find satisfying enough. He highly doubted the detective would believe that he’d been hit by real magic, of all things, so, he kept his mouth shut, only offering the blonde a rather sheepish grin and a shrug.

At the mention of chocolate cake, however, the shrunken thief’s expression instantly brightened and he shifted, excitedly turning his head in the direction of the kitchen, both hands once more settling in Hakuba’s shirt to steady himself.

“Yes, please, tea sounds great. Chocolate cake sounds even better though~! You don’t happen to have any hot cocoa too? Or milk chocolate?" 

"I could make some hot chocolate, yes! And there ought to be some kind of chocolate confections in the kitchen…”  Hakuba grinned, though it all felt a little bit awkward, carrying the pint-sized Kaito with him into the spacious, expensive kitchen. Then he set the boy onto the counter and stepped away to get the hot water going.

“Do you like truffles? I know that Baaya keeps us well stocked on those.” Water going, he went to the cupboard for the box. “Chocolate, chocolate raspberry, caramel, peanut butter..”  He walked it back over to him. 

“…Ah. Ahaha.” A slightly awkward grin curled at the now /child/ thief and he laughed lightly, releasing one hand to give the detective a small wave. “Hello, Hakuba.”

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“So it really is you. And you’re… quite small, now.” Yes, Hakuba, that… that would be the obvious. He blinked again, tilting his head to one side, regarding the pint-sized version of his love interest, and frowned. 

“I would ask how this happened but I have the distinct impression that you won’t be able to give me a satisfyingly thorough answer, so I will just… put that aside for now. Ah, instead, would you… care for some tea? I think we have chocolate cake on in the kitchen, as well.”

He headed that way, regardless, carrying Kaitou in his arms, and shifted his weight to balance him a little better on his hip.

…Almost as if he’s done this before.