Illusion (Magic Kaito FanFiction)

Chapter 1

Though Aoko told herself to stop, he was still on her mind.

Kid.

It was hard to not think about him. She saw why there were girls crazy over him. After all, he was showman, a ladies man. He entertained, lived for the stage, for an audience. He had those classy, suave lines he delivered...

And...okay, it was hard to admit that he wasn't a bit good looking.

The Sun Halo heist.

She remembered his labored breathing when he'd went to work on those locks in that underground basement they'd been trapped. She remembered the dark crimson blood staining the crispness of his snow-white suit. She remembered how she'd had to help him to stand, and how soon after he'd collapsed to the floor.

This is the person who's the cause of all of Dad's troubles, she'd thought.

And yet, she couldn't help but worry.

He'd saved her life, after all.

And the other factor too...

There was how much he reminded her of Kaito.

Back then...she thought. I was trying to deny it. But though he does too, I just can't throw away my suspicions. What if he...

"What's with that weak grip?" Kaito had said when she'd climbed onto the back of his motorcycle. That "weak grip"...she felt as if it had been a sign of worry for him.

Kid had been stabbed by glass, after all. And Kaito had said that only three days since the incident.

And yet...She'd also done it in hopes that her suspicions weren't true. What if Kaito was Kid? Her best friend since childhood, the one who'd been there for her every day...

And yet somehow, it all made sense.

They both performed magic tricks. Both were masters at their craft. They looked uncannily alike. Even their arrogant, overconfident personalities were right in the same area.

It can't be...right?

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It was the middle of January or so, and for some reason, Aoko had decided that she wanted to stick around to watch his latest heist to steal the "Aphrodite's Soul", a gorgeous ocean blue aquamarine with an intricate cut.

When her father asked about her sudden change in attitude, she'd shrugged and said that didn't know, she just felt like it.

Why am I looking forward to this so much? She thought to herself. I hate Kid. He constantly makes fun of the police...Dad is constantly pushed to his limits while Kid just laughs and runs!

Unfortunately, she found that she had to go to the restroom a two minutes before the heist was supposed to occur.

It was five minutes later when she'd washed her hands and left when she glanced at her watch. The heist had only been going on for around three minutes or so. She wondered if the thief had escaped with the gem yet or not.

The elegant hallways of the manor they were in all looked the same, so she found herself glancing around, wondering which way she'd come from.

Then, all of a sudden, he appeared.

He came running from around the corner, a swift blur of white that she would've missed if she wasn't standing in the hallway glancing in both directions. It was in a split second that she saw his startled face as he tried to slow down and move around her. He'd been glancing behind him the entire time before he'd faced her, perhaps to see if the police were still chasing after him. She tried to move out of the way the same time and direction he did, and they collided into each other.