aikidokazuhatoyama:

image

“Sorry, bu’ I can’ believe ya as long I dun’ see any proof. Ya can say anythin’ ya want. Bu’ it’ not as effective as proof.”

image

“To be honest, this is none of your business, and I really don’t need to prove anything to you. I know my history, thank you very much.”

aikidokazuhatoyama:

image

“Can ya even be perverted or do perverted stuff, Hakuba?”

image

“That is such an incriminating question that I’m not entirely sure how to answer. Not only that, but your specific word choice is, well… manipulative at best. Am I capable of sexual thoughts and acts? Yes, certainly. Whether or not said things are perverted is up for debate. Regardless, the question becomes: am I willing to openly discuss said things in a public setting? No. I’m far too prudent – and sober – for that.”

whisper ((Sorry for intruding twice!))

“So… you really think that we can trick him with this?” Hakuba asked, head tilted, smile bright. It had been a long time coming, but it seemed that their prank against the Osakan Brute was finally complete. All that they needed to do now was set the trap in motion. Hattori would be getting to the station at any moment to pick Kazuha up after her trip. That Hakuba was there would be a surprise, but even more so, would be what they were doing to orchestrate it. 

They stood close together on the platform, Kazuha with her phone ready for Heiji’s call, Hakuba holding her arm, and they waited. The roar of Heiji’s bike announced his presence, and they could hear his yell from the parking area, followed by the ringing of her phone. Hakuba reached over to hit the button, sending it to voicemail, then leaned in to press a sweet and simple kiss to her cheek.  She answered the phone the next time he called, mumbling to Hakuba before paying any attention to the man on the other end. They could hear him yelling louder, now, an embarrassing “OIII KAZUHAAAA~” at which point the girl told him to HOLD ON A MINUTE  and leaned back toward Hakuba. He covered her ear with one of his hands and whispered a soft, “I love you,” before pulling away with a devilish smile, then a laugh… which turned into an almost giddy cackle when the bellow of the beast caught up with them.

“OIII!!! I HEARD THA’!”

“I suppose I ought to head out now, Toyama-chan~ have fun with your fearsome tiger man." 

He waved, hopped back on the train headed back eastward, and waved to her as it took off. 

Ahhh, torturing Hattori-kun was so much fun~

whisper

image

It had been a very long and difficult day for the detective, traipsing all over Osaka in an attempt to find that bloody brute of a detective, but he hadn’t had any luck thus far. Other than, of course, trailing Toyama Kazuha, whom he followed with dogged determination. Even when she tried to slip by him, he managed to keep track of her movements, and soon stepped up behind her in the busy mall, around the column where she probably thought she was safe, and whispered into her ear. “You can’t get rid of me that easily. Now, where is Hattori-kun?”