[July 11] [Detective Conan/Magic Kaito] Twisted

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Title : Twisted
Author : Fyliwion
Fandom : Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Theme/Day: July 11/ destroy the dreams I ever dreamed
Rating : Strong T
Warnings: Suggestive material concerning torture/sexual advances. Mildly graphic.
Disclaimer: I don’t own these.. Gosho does…



His hand slid up her arm pushing her hands upward. Struggling wasn’t really an option, not even as he took the ropes and slid them around her wrists, tight but thankfully not painfully tight.

Her breathing was jagged, and she still saw starts in her eyes. Her head hurt a little, but not so much that she couldn’t think. Couldn’t—

“Sorry—“ she heard him whisper.

He slid off her shoes, socks, more of the coarse rope slipped around her ankles. Knots. More knots. Someone would have to cut her out of this when they finally undid her. Leave it to a magician to be able to tie her up properly.

“Are you sure she can’t slip out of that-“ it was a cold voice behind him that asked that. Not Kaito’s warm tenor that softened the words at the worse of times. Not a nice voice to listen to.

“Tight as can be… She could squirm for hours and these wouldn’t go anywhere—“ Kaito said it in a short, quick, business tone way. Like he was discussing the coffee or perhaps what he should have for lunch, but she was surprised to feel a slight tremble in his finger tips.

The other man “humphed” in a non-committal way and then waited as Kaito’s finger’s left her.

She felt chills when she heard loud echoing steps come closer, and a large calloused hand slip along her ankle. The hand ran up her leg… further and further before stopping at her thigh and the voice asked (for she still couldn’t see his face), “You or I finishing her off?”

That got a response from her, she tried to sit up but couldn’t due to her arms still being over her head and the drugs from earlier too prominent.

“No…” she said weakly. “No you can’t- I’m… I’m…”

“Nakamori’s brat. Yeah I know….” A cold laugh, “And we can do anything we like… you obviously can’t stay around—“

“Plea-“ The hand moved off her thigh and suddenly a hard “slap” resounded from her face where the man had hit her.

“Shut up… I don’t want sobbing women, or I’ll have Absinth here gag you as well. Then no one will hear you screams at all….” The hand patted her cheek only to slip down her neck…. Further and further as she felt a sob well up in her throat.

Finally, “That wasn’t part of the deal,” his tenor was hard. Stern. Giving a warning to the man whose hand wouldn’t stop touching her. Wouldn’t move…

“Plans change…”

“Yeah but she’s suppose to get out safe—“ he added angrily. “Agreement in the first place: Only if she’s not involved. I dropped everything else for your group, but like hell I’m dropping this one. She remains unscathed. I know we had to tie her up. I know she needs to be drugged again, and yes I understand you wanting to rough her up—but she goes free at the end of this whole mess with a warning.”

A dark laugh, “You really believe that don’t you? What are you going to do? Leave? The words hung mockingly. “You know you can’t… although if you like I might kill you along with the girl if you’re really that eager.”

“No one’s getting killed this time. She’s only seen my face—and I’m already on the run. Isn’t that one of the reasons you kept me in the first place? No one outranks me in disguise, not even her.” Aoko struggled against her ropes fruitlessly, but fell still as the other man’s hands tightened around her ankle once more.

“We kill her.”

“I won’t let you do that…”

She saw a glint of metal… a gun?

“You really think that’ll stop me?”

Kaito’s voice was hard, “It killed Snake didn’t it? Move away from her-“

The hand moved… back up along her leg, higher against her thigh, the inner thigh, she let out a whimper and the man made a deep chuckle, “She seems to like it.”

“I’m giving you your final warning… stop it…” hissed Kaito she heard something click on the gun.

“You really do like her don’t you? They’ll find her even if you were able to kill me,” she tried not to gag when his hand moved up… over her belly, under her shirt…she twisted away from the man’s fingers as they ran over her bare skin, “Does it bother you? Watching me—“

“We were only suppose to tie her up and leave her for someone to find her. Or possibly ransom her—She’s Nakamori’s daughter and you know she’s off limits.” This time Kaito’s voice had the same edge this second killer’s did. “Now back off or I’ll shoot and explain to the higher ups later.”

“I’m far more useful than you are—“

“Yeah but I was much harder to get…”

Aoko let out a yelp as the hand moved again. Her cheeks were red, and by now tears were welling up as she yelled, “Stop! Please… Stop… Kaito make him… make him… please…”

“She’s begging for you—“ hissed the other man.

“Are you not going to move?” Asked Kaito flatly.

“No-“

The man’s voice was cut off and she heard a gurgle. She turned her head enough to see blood spurt, and his hand fell limp and another gurgle. A moment later Kaito’s soft hands were back… she felt him going over the knots untying them quickly as he didn’t say a word. When she was able to sit up she saw cold blue eyes that wouldn’t meet hers, and she looked over to see a man in all black laying with his throat slit on the floor. A metal card in his hand where he pulled it out.

“Kai-“

“Let’s go.”

Author’s Note: I don’t know. I just have no idea… I thought about doing more of a cliché… but this came out instead. Imagine of Kaito really ruining everything—why he’s joined up? How he got involved? I usually give a background but this demanded to be written and it’d give me a headache if I tried to figure out what it was thinking so oh well