[[ So I drew a sketch after the paint drawing, inspired by the drawing I was doing for WhiteKnightHakuba. I had room on the page and was thinking about what myth based creature would fit who in the DC/MK universe(s). And whoops, Au and plot just sprung into being.
Think about it… a world where creatures like dragons travel naturally, and while they normally prefer to remain on their own, the option is there for them to pair with a human to increase their power. One day a silver dragon approached Hakuba after a case, asking him to help right a wrong done to his family by a silver nine tailed Fox who was reported to have paired with a local thief in white. Having not of been bothered to go after the thief since he was more concerned with killers and the like, Hakuba was tipped into agreeing over the promise of a challenging case.
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Not far away from the door stood a silver Aston Martin DB5 and the person having knocked was clad in a black leather shoes, a black suit with an off white shirt and a blue tie, he had light skin and blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of small, silver rimmed glasses. The only thing that never seemed to change about Kaito was his wild mess of dark brown hair. Otherwise he gave off an air of serene professionalism.
“Sir,” he started off in a well-practiced British accent, as soon as the door opened, “I am afraid that Q is not available as of this week, so I have taken the liberty of preparing your car. May I introduce myself?” He took to a quick bow, although not in the distinctly Japanese fashion. “I’m generally referred to as K. And please, I’d appreciate if there aren’t any remarks of kid towards me, I am older than I look.” A very, very quick smirk crossed his face before he looked perfectly composed again.
“As I began with, I took the liberty to add a few advantages to your current car. And if you would be willing, we can go and put them to a test. I assume you have a suit ready as well, because it has been arranged that we stop on our way to pick up your new assignment.” He looked at him as if this setting was perfectly normal and perfectly real. Then again… it really gave it an odd sense of realism because this actually was a rather large mansion with some British influences. The only thing missing now was a Bondgirl peeking around the door, clad in sinfully thin silk robes.
Oh, this was going to be such a fun day, without the stupid generic chocolate and roses, he would have felt awkward for doing that – he’d never taken to it, forgot about it and wondered why he suddenly got chocolate presents and… no. This however… was his way of celebrating Valentine’s at least this year.
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To say that Hakuba had been expecting it was a bit of an overstatement, though he really hadn’t foreseen all of the elaborate planning that had gone into it. Though, as he followed Kaito with a somewhat startled expression, he quickly began to realize that there was no way of knowing just how much of what he’d said was real at all; Kaito was good with acting, especially improv, and flights of fantasy were nothing new for the supposedly-not-a-thief.
All the detective could really do was shrug at first, deciding to trust him and go along with whatever was planned or imagined. Fortunately, Hakuba wasn’t that bad at coming up with material on the fly, either.
“Oh, I believe that I have something set aside, yes…” he responded casually, slipping into the act as he reached inside is suit jacket and pulled out a pair of dark shade sunglasses. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, K…” he said, slipping the glasses into place, small grin turning into a charmingly smug smirk.
“You may refer to me as Bond. Saguru James Hakuba Bond."
The adrenaline and excitement that had kept him going during their time in the Lavender Mansion was bound to run out at some point, leaving his little body feeling exhausted.
Conan had tried his hardest to stay awake and enjoy the trip back to to shore, but he found it impossible to keep his bleary eyes open. Slumped in the boat’s bench-like seats, he told himself that a short nap wouldn’t do him any harm. Besides, Ran would wake him up once they reached the dock. Until then, he would settle against her and allow sleep to take him.
What he didn’t realize was that he wasn’t the only one feeling worn out from the day’s earlier events, nor did he realize that it wasn’t Ran he had snuggled into. The depth of his fatigue had made him numb to the fact that she had shifted out of her seat to admire the sea, while an equally tired blond settled in beside him.
He had intended on conversing with the little detective, but neither of them seemed ready to speak. Instead, they remained where they were, fast sleep and completely unaware of the fun that Hattori would have should he find them leaning on each other.
