“Oh, is that so~? Well then, I’ll just have to go take a look."
Honestly, though, he was fairly certain that he knew exactly what was waiting for him.
“Oh, is that so~? Well then, I’ll just have to go take a look."
Honestly, though, he was fairly certain that he knew exactly what was waiting for him.
“Hazelnut but…”
“Ah, wait… now I’m confused. I had just been getting ready to become all flustered over Kudou-san but now I’m just… grinning, remembering that adorable voice. Oh, god.”
"Please, be my guest in the shipping.”
He had a very nice laugh- and hey! At least she was making him laugh.. right? Oh goodness it was hard to know what to do with herself in such an uncustomary atmosphere. (Nobody ever mentioned how hard dates were why). The tilted grin that settled on his features ran a flock of butterflies up her spine, her anxiousness slipping away for at least the moment.
“And I’m quite pleased, as well as impressed, that you were able to divine— no, deduce— My interest, Hakuba-sama. Reading the preferences of people is no small feat, least of all, I think, individuals like myself." She wasn’t quiet, persay, but she did little about making herself available in conversations, doing her best to divert all attention away from the lady behind the steno-notepad.
His next question earned the slight lull of her head to one side, in curious contemplation over the inquiry, but with a smile remaining set on her soft, partially agape lips (just giving a peek at well-kept, painstakingly-braces-straightened teeth).
"My favorite phase.. I think I’d have to go with the new moon, if I think about it, though it’s just barely inching out a waning crescent.”
“Ah! Perfect,” Hakuba said, once again laughing – soft, only a step above a chuckle. “More validation for myself, I must confess. Somehow I knew that you would have an answer. I’ve compiled a list of some of the most unique questions that I could think of, and I’m intent on stumping you. I do hope that you disappoint me by not disappointing me…”
Into the city, Hakuba paid far more attention to the road. Not that he’d been neglectful on the highway, but there were far more hazards on common roads than there were in one-direction traffic flumes.
“And as for the museum, I’ll confess something there, as well… We’ve always gotten along so well together, you and I, that I imagined that you might share very common interests. With your bright wit, it seemed clear to me that such a museum would not be amiss. It was an educated guess… and I am nonetheless so very pleased to have been correct.”
The detective didn’t usually talk this much all at once, even in interviews. Really, the only time he did was when soap boxing, and even that was reserved for ‘privileged’ audiences. The tactic of paying attention to Himura-kun and not himself had, thus far, paid off in droves.
“Regardless!” Hakuba went on, chancing a sideways glance at his date with that same smile. “The next question is this: Which character from the Wizard of Oz do you most relate to or identify with?”
Then, after a brief pause, “…assuming you’ve seen the film or read the books, anyway.”
The human kept talking, but the voice was calming. Not screaming or shouting like those other ones.
Speaking of which, he could hear people quickly turning and running as soon as they figured out there was a lion about. It was annoying background noise, all in all. If it kept up, though, he would have to do something about it… Eh, he was too lazy, though. He would like to go back to sleep, but not out here. And he was getting hungrier, so he’d have to hunt down something first.
That paw kept bothering him and he pulled away to lick the area again. This was getting tedious.
As much fun as it was to sit in the middle of the sidewalk and pet the lazy lion, Hakuba was becoming concerned. Lions weren’t permitted to wander, just like any other large animal; not in the city, not without license and tag. Certainly not an exotic animal like this.
“All right, love, we’ve got to find out where you belong.” He finally risked reaching his hands for the paw, slow, careful. “Sooner or later you’re going to get hu-”
Oh ho.. ho ho that wasn’t just any ring. That was the ring that he’d sent to KID earlier. Honestly, he hadn’t expected KID to wear it much less.. Wai… Wha…
The red eyes. The ring. The beast loose on the heist night when KID was missing.
“Bloody hell… K-kaito-kun?"
“Sure. If that’s what you want. I’ll be having a Hawaiian pizza, I think.”
The fact that Hakuba really didn’t try to continue what would definitely have become yet another argument about his identity – like it so usually tended to be – made a small part of that well hidden anxiety fade, just a hint. Kaito didn’t know why he hadn’t pressed the issue, but he wasn’t about to question it.
He stepped into the kitchen and lifted the phone from the receiver to dial the familiar number to the pizza place. As he waited for them to pick up, he peered out of the doorway and at Hakuba. “You’re still paying, you know!“
"I know, I know."
Paying was right. For the pizza and for the evening. Hakuba went into the kitchen and offered up his shiny silver credit card, smirking. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, after all. They were classmates. They had similar interests, probably. It could be fun and not so much about revenge, right?
Perhaps…
“I like to think that I’m very precise and accurate. I go to great lengths to be as perfect as I claim… and have no qualms in admitting when I’m wrong and correcting the error. I’m a lot more humble than some of my colleagues…”