hannah-shikari:

Silently watching the strange male tie the thing around his neck onto his collar, the little pup obediently sitting down and waiting. Of course, the only thought going through his head was probably the idea of going out for a walk from the familiar gestures. He wouldn’t deny going out for a walk, walks were fun and the little pup liked fun. Or well, walks with his owner, at least. Oh well, there’s still no reason to deny a walk and the happy pup barked in what you could say was agreement, following the stranger out. You can imagine how different the atmosphere was between the dog and the owner.

That silly dog, running out at a time like this,“ somewhat grumbling, as unlady-like as it was. She was frustrated, tired, and worried. If it helped with getting rid of the excess energy from the adrenaline, it was probably already done even if she wasn’t conscious of it.

Despite how tired she felt, she pushed on. Just a few more blocks, then maybe she would go home if she still hadn’t found him. She could only hope that the little pup was uninjured.

Hakuba took the dog down the street and around the block, on the lookout for anyone who might be looking for a dog. On the way, he talked to the pup, conversing lightly about the weather, asking questions about what kind of toys he preferred, and all manner of pet-owner nonsense.

Two blocks further and the detective wondered if he was going about this all the wrong way.

"You know, Akio, I think we’re going to have to try a different tactic. Just bear with me, all right, love?" 

He gripped the makeshift leash firmly in one hand, then lifted the other to his mouth to help carry the yelling he was about to do. "Aaaakio!” he called, loudly. “Aaakio! Where are you?”

Clearly, Akio was in his possession, but if there were anyone else out there looking, they might hear the familiar call and come running, right? It seemed a safe enough tactic, anyway, as long as it didn’t too badly upset the dog. Then again, beagles were known to bay quite loudly when they wanted, so if the dog wanted to help out, it’d be all the better.

Hate Date in Osaka

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“Nah, I’ve got other things ta do.” Routine patrols, heading down to the station to see if any crimes needed solving, maybe hang with Kazuha…Those sorts of things. And Hakuba was only interested in the library, not sight-seeing, so it wasn’t like there was a need to keep him company.

“S’not a problem. Ya just remember what I said, yeah?” He took Hakuba’s hand, not in a crushing grip, but still firm, and shook it. It felt good to part on better circumstances, especially considering the last time they’d seen each other. “Ya take care now, hear?“

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After shaking Heiji’s hand, Hakuba pulled back from the contact, and offered a genuine smile. There were still so many issues that they had between them, but somehow they’d managed to get through lunch with only one major mishap. Incredible.

The foreign detective nodded his thanks again before turning to head toward the train station as directed. "I’ll remember and, thank you, Hattori-san… I hope that you’ll do the same.”