The newly named Shinichi covered his eyes and let out a shaky sigh. It's been five days since he first woke up, and he felt like he was slowly going insane. Having to stay in the completely white room, and the people with the sinister white jackets coming in and out were making him a nervous wreck. It didn't really help that he had no idea why he felt such terror at the color of inanimate objects. It didn't make any sense, and he couldn't explain to the doctors why it was so when they asked. Thankfully, though, only the nurses started coming in after he explained that it was scaring him.He was also just a day of rest away to be able to walk around, so he wouldn't be stuck in this horridly white room for the rest of the time they keep him here.
He uncovered his eyes and glanced down at the strange glasses that had red in one opening and blue in the other that Kaito(he kept insisting he call him that) gave him. The rims around the two colors was all black, but he could see a few specks of white that not many would be able to see. He apparently had colored the rims and gave them to him because he mentioned his seemingly illogical fear. Shinichi hadn't expected that in the slightest, but it made him feel a foreign feeling of warmth on the inside. Like he had a campfire warming up his soul from the blackness of night all around it.
A small smile appeared on his face, and he picked the odd two-toned glasses up and put them on. The strange magician had come once every day either in the afternoons or evenings. He was the only splash of color that appeared in this room that didn't make him tired, irritated, or scared. Maybe it had to do with his ever-cheerful personality. His cheerfulness was contagious, and his strange magic was entertaining as well. He helped the time pass by quickly every time he visited. Speaking of which, he should be coming pretty soon. He had mentioned something about cutting classes to visit him today. What classes he was speaking of, Shinichi never knew.
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Kaito let out an annoyed huff. He had skipped his afternoon classes to go visit Shinichi earlier than he had been recently. But it seems as though a certain blond prick decided to stalk him today. His name for the rest of today is going to be Haku-chan... A smirk appeared on his face at the thought. And maybe a lovely shade of pink for his hair. T'would be the perfect weekend hairdo! He snickered and rounded the street corner,deciding to hide right at the edge and wait for the stalker to catch up.
As soon as the Brit caught up, Kaito stuck out his foot and tripped him, dying his hair a cotton candy shade of pink as he stumbled. Unfortunately, the Brit didn't fall flat on his face but caught his footing just in time to keep from falling onto the pavement.
"My, my! If it isn't Haku-chan~!"
"Kuroba..."
Hakuba glared at him as he grinned right back at him.Then he caught a glimpse of the person a little bit behind the detective. His eyes widened in surprise before the grin reappeared on his face.
"Well, well! Isn't today is full of surprises! You skipped classes, Aoko?"
The brunette huffed and crossed her arms.
"Yes, I-- we-- did! We were curious about where you've been disappearing to lately."
"But Aoko, don't I always disappear? What makes this time oh so special?"
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One Paw at a Time
RomantizmKuroba Kaito's world has been the same ever since he found his deceased father's secret room and acquired a nosy British stalker... Until a neko cosplayer quite literally fell from the sky. Or WAS he a cosplayer? Those ears and tail look a bit too r...