Accomplice__ Kudo Shinichi x Kaitou Kid, Kaito Kid x Kudo Shinichi

Side story 3 :

Seven years already, huh?
It had been nearly seven years since Kudo Shinichi first chased Kuroba Kaito up the tower at sixteen. Seventeen and eighteen passed in a whirlwind of bizarre twists, but no promises were ever made as couples —no official declarations of love exchanged between them as lovers. They were unofficially together, though none of their friends were oblivious to what was going on. Yet, Kuroba never formalized their relationship. Neither of them had suggested being a couple.

Still, they were... together—kind of. After all, they did live under the same roof, didn't they?

This undefined relationship, however, gnawed at Kudo. Time ground on, leaving him restless. They were still young, with fiery spirits and bright futures ahead. Yet friends around them were steadily settling down. Even Haibara Ai had reclaimed her identity as Miyano Shiho and gone on a few dates. Nakamori Aoko and Nakajima got married in their fifth year together. Mouri Ran exchanged rings with Takahashi just a year and a half after meeting him, even taking a break from university to give birth to Momoe. Both families had been over the moon. Nakajima's father, the owner of a foreign corporation, eventually would pass the family business down to his son—although for now, he had Nakajima working under an old friend to build experience.

Meanwhile, Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha weren't rushing. They got engaged but carried on with their usual bickering, same as always—much like Kudo's relationship with KID, in fact. As for Suzuki Sonoko and Kyogoku Makoto? According to Sonoko, she'd delay the wedding for as long as humanly possible.

Back at home, Kudo Shinichi knelt to untie the bow on Momoe's uniform. The little girl tilted her head with a mischievous grin, while Edogawa—the white dove perched inside a half-open birdcage near the entrance—mirrored her movement, blinking his coral-red eyes in curiosity.

Momoe rummaged through her pocket, pulling out a half-eaten packet of cookies. She poured the crumbs into her palm and reached cautiously toward the bird. Kudo stopped her just in time.
"Just leave them on the ground," he warned. "If he pecks at your hand, I'll have to take you in for a shot."

"Dad, can I bring Edogawa home next time?" Momoe's big eyes shimmered with hope. She asked the same question every time she visited.

Kudo gave a helpless smile. "Didn't Aunt Sonoko buy you a parrot? A rare one from overseas that can even talk in foreign languages. You liked it a lot, didn't you?"

"Well, yeah... but no matter how pretty it is, you still get bored of looking at it after a while." Momoe pouted. "Edogawa's much more interesting."

Kudo chuckled, pride glinting in his eyes. Of course he's special. This was no ordinary bird—it was a white dove given to him by KID himself. How could it be anything like the usual pet?

"Please? Pretty please?" Momoe begged.

Kudo stood and brushed off his slacks. "Begging me won't work, Momoe. If you really want to take him home, you'll have to ask Kuroba Kaito when he gets back."

"Eh? Forget it, then. I've already begged him a hundred times, and he still refuses no matter what I say."

With a fond smile, Kudo patted her head, and the two made their way down the hall. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, Kudo turned slightly and slipped a ring box into the inside pocket of his jacket.

Momoe tilted her head again. "Dad, you and Daddy are lovers, right? Will you get married? Will you have a wedding? You know... like a Disney princess wedding?"

Kudo blinked, realizing he might need to start selecting the cartoons she watched. The last thing he needed was for her to develop stereotypes or some inappropriate ideas about relationships.