The Neighborhood Watch

miyanohaibara:

“Yes, it was a relief.” Pausing to think of a way to continue the conversation..“Also—” her words were cut off by the whistling of the kettle. Making her way back to the kitchen, she carefully pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. She serves it after placing the cups on a tray.  "You might want to give a minute or two, since I just placed the tea bags and all.“  Taking her seat again she looks back at Hakuba,

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"Are you still planning to go to Oxford?”

“Ah, yes proper steeping time and all,” Hakuba said, nodding his head with a quirky little smile. It pleased him so much to have the company of such a smart young girl – she even knew proper tea etiquette! Amazing. “Thank you.”

His attention fell to the tea cups themselves, curious and elated, which is precisely why he didn’t find anything odd about the question asked until he’d finished answering it. “Oh, Oxford? Yes, that is still the plan for University, but I suppose we’ll have to see where I end up soon here… lots of variables in the works and all, but it does seem like the best option at this moment…" 

Then he paused, blinking, and turned his attention back to the little girl. 

"Haibara-chan…” He tilted his head, suspicious. “How did you know that I intended to go to Oxford? Don’t tell me you’ve been reading my magazine interviews~" 

The Neighborhood Watch

miyanohaibara:

“Ah, right this way.” She walked to the gate of the house and opened it, followed by the door. 

“The house isn’t that much of a stick to Japanese decor, so you can leave your shoes on if you’d like.” She makes her way to the kitchen to boil the water, and prepared two cups for them.

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“I’ve been meaning to try the tea Yukiko-san brought during her previous visit from London.” It was true, Hakase and Kudo-kun didn’t really like tea. So she didn’t have any chance to try the tea when they all got back from the London case and all. 

“Anyway, speaking of London. Have you heard about that bombing incident at Wimbledon with Minerva Glass?”

“Ah yes, I did…” Hakuba said as he took his shoes off, anyway, more out of habit than anything. He made sure that the door was firmly closed and locked behind him – as he was prone to do – and then stepped after her to look around. It’d been some time since he’d visited the professor, but while the structure was the same, everything else about the house seemed more… personable.

It was likely Haibara-chan’s influence, he decided, and the involvement of the shounen tantei. How wonderful it must be for the detective to have company so often, he thought, and wandered slowly over to where Haibara was.

“Ghastly that it happened, but I’m mostly disappointed that I wasn’t able to be there for it. I love Wimbledon, and it seemed like such an interesting case… oh, such a shame that I missed it. But at least things turned out all right, didn’t they?" 

Ah, to talk of home again! The halfbrit couldn’t have been more pleased. 

The Neighborhood Watch

haunted-haibara:

Some would’ve thought that letting someone she’s just met unusual, but something about the detective made her trust him. Besides, she wanted to figure out why he looked so familiar.

“Oh it’s alright, Hakase is probably in his lab” after yelling at him and taking away his food, he’d probably want to stay out of her sight for now.

“Then yes, please, I’d love some. Lead the way, Haibara-chan, if you please." 

It was always nice to spend time with other halfers, as they were called, particularly when they were so similarly matched. Not that Hakuba would have called attention to this fact, but he did feel fairly comfortable with the girl. There was something familiar about her to the detective, too, though he assumed it was simply that British side of them both.

The Neighborhood Watch

haunted-haibara:

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“I’m pretty sure he comes home, but that’s usually early in the morning. So I’m pretty sure your luck is fine.”  A small shrug. She could feel her vision blurring slightly, ‘I forgot to wear my contacts..’ . Sighing she rubs her eyes and blinks a few times, after assuring her vision is fine she takes another look at the detective. She unknowingly raises an eyebrow seeing as the other looked strangely familiar,she just couldn’t seem to put her finger on it. 

“Anyways, would you like some tea?”

“Mornings?” Hakuba asked, making a mental note, then took out a little black notebook and pen to write it down, just in case. “Early morning. I’ll have to check back, then.” The invitation was not dismissed, though, and he smiled down at the girl with a pleasant nod. “Tea would be wonderful, though, if it’s not too intrusive. Is Agasa-Hakase home, as well? I haven’t spoken to him in quite a while…" 

The Neighborhood Watch || miyanohaibara

miyanohaibara:

Ai had been yelling at Agasa again for sneaking sweets into his laboratory so he could eat them while working. She noticed the lack of food inside the cupboards. She made a mental reminder to buy ingredients for stew later,

But for now she just needed to go on a walk,

She had ensured that ‘Agasa’s Secret Stash’ was hidden where he couldn’t find it…for now. She let out a huff as she got outside the gate.
She looked left and right, you never know when someone is just going to pop out of nowhere. But instead of Gin, Vodka, Vermouth, she just saw a blonde man standing in front of the Kudou Residence. She walked up to him, 

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“Oh, if you’re looking for Kudou-kun he’s out on a case.” She said in her usual monotone voice.

The little voice caught Hakuba’s attention, drawing him out of his concentrated train of thought. “Ah- what? Pardon?” Blinking, he glanced down at her and hesitated for approximately 2.333- seconds before his mouth broke out into a wide and pleasant smile. 

“Oh! You’re Haibara Ai, aren’t you? One of the infamous Detective Boys. You’re staying with Agasa-Hakase, if I’m not mistaken…” He then bowed, formal and polite. “A pleasure to finally meet you in person. I’m Hakuba Saguru, a detective not unlike Kudou-kun himself.”

The Neighborhood Watch || miyanohaibara

It’d been weeks since Hakuba had last paid a visit to the Kudou home; it was mostly because he’d been so busy, but also partly because he’d become so entirely discouraged with the investigation that it pained him. His colleague had been missing for months, and while there were whispers and rumors that he was still alive and well, he’d yet to find any concrete evidence himself.

All of this bothered him, of course. It was so like the media to ignore a missing detective who had once been their shining star simply because there hadn’t been a scandalous story reported along with it. As far as Hakuba was concerned, there was something very, seriously wrong, and the lack of attention on the matter pointed to a coverup. 

While that had waving red warning flags all over it, Hakuba found himself continuing the investigation in his spare time, which included making housecalls. Which is what he was doing that morning, parking his car in front of the house and approaching the gate with a sigh. It didn’t look like anyone was home – as usual – but as his phonecalls and letters had been ignored, he felt he had no choice.

It took very little effort to get through the gate, and he made his way to the door with a grim frown, ready to be disappointed yet again.