[fic] The Grey Zone: Gotham
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ickaimpshhh... m'at work. managed to write this whole thing here too. shhhhh... *slinks back into the darkness* (actually, we have permission, so is okay)
Follows 'Picking the Big Apple'. We're back in cronological order!well, minus the one missing chapter Huzzah! ^__^
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"It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious."
- Oscar Wilde
Saguru was laughing as Kaito entered the hotel they were staying at. The thief gave him a dirty look as he pulled off his jacket --he was dressed as a guy this time-- and tossed it in the former-blond's face.
The detective sniggered some more as he pulled the jacket off his head. "Congratulations." Saguru pointed to the television, which was blaring the local newscast. "You're tonight's top story."
"Oh, shut up." He griped back as he began to shed the costuming layers. He'd been extra careful returning tonight, taking detours both above and below the street. The last thing he needed was to be caught. Again.
Saguru's snickering increased again as the footage came back on the news. Kaito sighed. He'd seen it several times as he'd made his way back.
He'd come up with the bright idea of hiding Pandora somewhere along their gallivanting tour of America. The problem being, finding a place where no one would find it. He hadn't stolen it just so that a random person on the street could accidentally stumble across the magical blood sucking stone.
Hence his not-so late night escapade across the Gotham City skylight. Gotham was dark and mysterious, holding its secrets fast.
Unfortunately for Kid, one of those secrets had taken a severe displeasure in his snooping around. He hadn't had any warning as he'd examined the odd spot light on the top of the police station, just a low gravely voice informing him that they didn't care what his purpose was for being here, he wasn't going to get away with anything.
And then he'd found himself hanging upside down from a lamppost outside the police station he'd been looking at, a rope wrapped around him from his shoulders to his ankles.
Evidently, this was a common occurrence in Gotham City, due to its Bat Protector and some wise person had set up a video camera across from the police station to catch said occurrences on film.
Which was now being broadcast across the city. And by tomorrow night, probably the world if it was a slow news day for BBC and CNN. Everyone needed a 'feel good' story.
The television was showing his escape, one arm sliding out of the coil of rope as if it wasn't restricting him at all to reach for his falling top hat. In slow motion, the Kid had proceeded to simply fall out of the rope, disappearing in a cloud of smoke before he was half way out of the rope cocoon.
He'd found himself in an alleyway several blocks away. A second cloud of smoke had followed, leaving him more mundane clothing. He'd slipped away, resolutely -not- following the adage of the criminal always returned to the scene of the crime. He certainly didn't want to get caught again.
Upon reflection, he didn't know how he had escaped or summoned the clothing, but if it worked, he wasn't going to question it. Explaining or applying logic to magic had a tendency of neutralising it. Magic was better off accepted, but unexplained.
"Ha, bloody ha." He snarked back as Saguru proceeded to have giggle fit right off the bed, landing with an ungraceful thud.
"You got caught..." The detective pulled himself back up on to the bed, one hand still clutching the television remote control as he snickered. "...by a man who dresses as a giant BAT."
"And is rumoured to be the World's Greatest Detective." Kaito shot back, pulling off his shirts and tossing them at Saguru for good measure too. "Bastard. I -should- dye your hair purple in your sleep."
Saguru made a face back at him. The half-Briton still wasn't happy about Kaito's choice of disguises. They'd dyed his hair black with a more permanent dye than the brush-in kind, making the blond's skin look even paler than usual. Then to add to the detective's displeasure, Kaito had dragged them to used clothing shop and proceeded to collect the most used looking scruffy black clothing they could find.
Black - the universal colour clothing option for outcasts everywhere.
Saguru had grumbled, it was too much like wearing the enemy's skin for him. Kaito had mused about the option of having a mohawk... a little bit of egg yolk, some watered down glue, he could make his hair stand straight up.
The detective had glanced around the store then muttered softly enough so that only Kaito could hear that if Kaito -did- wear his hair in a mohawk, he'd be sleeping by himself. Double score, it had shut Saguru up and made him blush.
But Saguru still wasn't comfortable in the strangely baggy clothing that made them look like gothy punks, or rebellious youth. He was even less comfortable when Kaito had then hauled them to some place called 'Hot Topic' to pick up spiky and metal accessories. Much to the amusement of the sales people, Kaito had offered to dye Saguru's hair violent purple, to which Saguru had venomously rejected.
And Kaito had to admit, the clothing gathered stares, but no recognition.
After all, Hakuba Saguru, Detective and Probable Next Earl of Gloria was known for wearing fitted antique-style clothing, not overly-large worn-out clothing.
And hopefully it would keep people away from them as well, in the case of cross fire.
Kaito shrugged the thoughts off as Saguru absentmindedly folded his clothing and tossed it towards the equally ratty duffel bags that they had gotten. "You find what you were looking for?" Saguru inquired, mirth slightly subdued for the moment.
"No." He sighed, rolling his shoulders and beginning stretching exercises. With dancing and gymnastics, the body tended to reach it's peak around age thirteen. He was turning twenty in less than six months, practically an old man. If he wanted to maintain his agility, there was no time like the present to start practising again. There was enough room on the floor to stretch out too, if he was careful.
Saguru looked like he was going to say something, then forgot what it was. The detective just watched as Kaito sank to the floor, crossing his legs into a lotus position. "... What are you doing?"
"Stretching exercises." He would have thought it was obvious. "With a bit of yoga thrown in."
"Oh." The former-blond had a strange look on his face.
"Give me about twenty minutes and I'll be done if you want to get ready to sleep." He offered, arching his back and twisting his torso around.
"No... that's fine." Saguru didn't -sound- exactly fine. The detective slid off the bed and headed towards the small bathroom in the back. "I'll just be back here until you're done."
Kaito paused. "... 'Guru?" Saguru certainly didn't need to take another shower, the hair dye had already set and the extra washed out. And the half-Briton usually took his shower in the mornings...
"Think about it." Was Saguru's curt reply as he disappeared behind the partition.
It took a moment for Kaito's brain to switch over from 'Plans, Theories, Disguises and Keeping them Alive' to 'Normal Hormonal Teenager'. And then his face heated up. "Oh."
"Yeah."
"Sorry." Kaito continued with his streaching. "You should probably practise your skills too. Don't think we can do Fencing here, but what about Judo and Wrestling?"
"Pass." He could hear Saguru sit down in the door way with his back against the wall. "Judo Kata and Wrestling are both easier with an opponent."
Kaito liked Saguru. Saguru liked Kaito. They both knew this and acknowledged it. And while they weren't exactly doing what you could call normal 'dating', they were together as a couple or a partnership or what ever.
However, they also both acknowledged that life was a bitch and the moment they started making out or something, someone would start shooting. Or drop dead. Or something equally inane that only seemed to pop up when they were distracted by each other. And it was relatively easy to get distracted when you were attracted to each other and in close quarters like they were.
Hence, Saguru was hiding while Kaito twisted himself into pretzels and tucked a leg behind his head.
"Maybe not the pins, but what about the throws?" He questioned, trying to come up with a compromise.
Saguru considered it. While neither were anticipating an actual hand-to-hand close combat fight, it still didn't hurt to be prepared. Or in shape. "Maybe if we get a room where we could put the mattresses on the floor. I don't want you to accidentally get injured."
"Okay." Great. Every person's dream, being used as a wrestling dummy.
They both lapsed into silence for a bit, distracted by their own thoughts. The television droned on the the background, Saguru still had the remote with him. The Kid hanging upside down the police station played again.
"Hey, Saguru?"
"Yeah?"
"No more cities with superheros, okay?" He had a hard enough time with just the regular police, he didn't need super people too.
"What about Spider-man in New York?" Saguru questioned back, obviously amused by either the change in topic or the topic itself. "You said he was pretty cool."
"True." Kaito thought it over. "But he didn't have a cape." Apparently, that made all the difference.
"So cities with superheros with no capes-?" Saguru ventured.
"No capes." Kaito agreed. "NO capes."
-fin-
Does that count as two crossovers? Batman and Incredibles?
Hopefully get my computer back this weekend... if we do, will post this latest mass of ficcage to MC1T, we're behind in updating.
And hey! they all fit under the latest challenge - #28, Crossover!
Notes to self:
Red Eyes Black Dragon: Attack - 2400 Defense - 2000
Blue Eyes White Dragon: Attack - 3000 Defense - 2500
Kuriboh: Attack - 300 Defense - 200 - EXPLODES WHEN YOU HIT IT! XD XD XD
Follows 'Picking the Big Apple'. We're back in cronological order!
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"It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious."
- Oscar Wilde
Saguru was laughing as Kaito entered the hotel they were staying at. The thief gave him a dirty look as he pulled off his jacket --he was dressed as a guy this time-- and tossed it in the former-blond's face.
The detective sniggered some more as he pulled the jacket off his head. "Congratulations." Saguru pointed to the television, which was blaring the local newscast. "You're tonight's top story."
"Oh, shut up." He griped back as he began to shed the costuming layers. He'd been extra careful returning tonight, taking detours both above and below the street. The last thing he needed was to be caught. Again.
Saguru's snickering increased again as the footage came back on the news. Kaito sighed. He'd seen it several times as he'd made his way back.
He'd come up with the bright idea of hiding Pandora somewhere along their gallivanting tour of America. The problem being, finding a place where no one would find it. He hadn't stolen it just so that a random person on the street could accidentally stumble across the magical blood sucking stone.
Hence his not-so late night escapade across the Gotham City skylight. Gotham was dark and mysterious, holding its secrets fast.
Unfortunately for Kid, one of those secrets had taken a severe displeasure in his snooping around. He hadn't had any warning as he'd examined the odd spot light on the top of the police station, just a low gravely voice informing him that they didn't care what his purpose was for being here, he wasn't going to get away with anything.
And then he'd found himself hanging upside down from a lamppost outside the police station he'd been looking at, a rope wrapped around him from his shoulders to his ankles.
Evidently, this was a common occurrence in Gotham City, due to its Bat Protector and some wise person had set up a video camera across from the police station to catch said occurrences on film.
Which was now being broadcast across the city. And by tomorrow night, probably the world if it was a slow news day for BBC and CNN. Everyone needed a 'feel good' story.
The television was showing his escape, one arm sliding out of the coil of rope as if it wasn't restricting him at all to reach for his falling top hat. In slow motion, the Kid had proceeded to simply fall out of the rope, disappearing in a cloud of smoke before he was half way out of the rope cocoon.
He'd found himself in an alleyway several blocks away. A second cloud of smoke had followed, leaving him more mundane clothing. He'd slipped away, resolutely -not- following the adage of the criminal always returned to the scene of the crime. He certainly didn't want to get caught again.
Upon reflection, he didn't know how he had escaped or summoned the clothing, but if it worked, he wasn't going to question it. Explaining or applying logic to magic had a tendency of neutralising it. Magic was better off accepted, but unexplained.
"Ha, bloody ha." He snarked back as Saguru proceeded to have giggle fit right off the bed, landing with an ungraceful thud.
"You got caught..." The detective pulled himself back up on to the bed, one hand still clutching the television remote control as he snickered. "...by a man who dresses as a giant BAT."
"And is rumoured to be the World's Greatest Detective." Kaito shot back, pulling off his shirts and tossing them at Saguru for good measure too. "Bastard. I -should- dye your hair purple in your sleep."
Saguru made a face back at him. The half-Briton still wasn't happy about Kaito's choice of disguises. They'd dyed his hair black with a more permanent dye than the brush-in kind, making the blond's skin look even paler than usual. Then to add to the detective's displeasure, Kaito had dragged them to used clothing shop and proceeded to collect the most used looking scruffy black clothing they could find.
Black - the universal colour clothing option for outcasts everywhere.
Saguru had grumbled, it was too much like wearing the enemy's skin for him. Kaito had mused about the option of having a mohawk... a little bit of egg yolk, some watered down glue, he could make his hair stand straight up.
The detective had glanced around the store then muttered softly enough so that only Kaito could hear that if Kaito -did- wear his hair in a mohawk, he'd be sleeping by himself. Double score, it had shut Saguru up and made him blush.
But Saguru still wasn't comfortable in the strangely baggy clothing that made them look like gothy punks, or rebellious youth. He was even less comfortable when Kaito had then hauled them to some place called 'Hot Topic' to pick up spiky and metal accessories. Much to the amusement of the sales people, Kaito had offered to dye Saguru's hair violent purple, to which Saguru had venomously rejected.
And Kaito had to admit, the clothing gathered stares, but no recognition.
After all, Hakuba Saguru, Detective and Probable Next Earl of Gloria was known for wearing fitted antique-style clothing, not overly-large worn-out clothing.
And hopefully it would keep people away from them as well, in the case of cross fire.
Kaito shrugged the thoughts off as Saguru absentmindedly folded his clothing and tossed it towards the equally ratty duffel bags that they had gotten. "You find what you were looking for?" Saguru inquired, mirth slightly subdued for the moment.
"No." He sighed, rolling his shoulders and beginning stretching exercises. With dancing and gymnastics, the body tended to reach it's peak around age thirteen. He was turning twenty in less than six months, practically an old man. If he wanted to maintain his agility, there was no time like the present to start practising again. There was enough room on the floor to stretch out too, if he was careful.
Saguru looked like he was going to say something, then forgot what it was. The detective just watched as Kaito sank to the floor, crossing his legs into a lotus position. "... What are you doing?"
"Stretching exercises." He would have thought it was obvious. "With a bit of yoga thrown in."
"Oh." The former-blond had a strange look on his face.
"Give me about twenty minutes and I'll be done if you want to get ready to sleep." He offered, arching his back and twisting his torso around.
"No... that's fine." Saguru didn't -sound- exactly fine. The detective slid off the bed and headed towards the small bathroom in the back. "I'll just be back here until you're done."
Kaito paused. "... 'Guru?" Saguru certainly didn't need to take another shower, the hair dye had already set and the extra washed out. And the half-Briton usually took his shower in the mornings...
"Think about it." Was Saguru's curt reply as he disappeared behind the partition.
It took a moment for Kaito's brain to switch over from 'Plans, Theories, Disguises and Keeping them Alive' to 'Normal Hormonal Teenager'. And then his face heated up. "Oh."
"Yeah."
"Sorry." Kaito continued with his streaching. "You should probably practise your skills too. Don't think we can do Fencing here, but what about Judo and Wrestling?"
"Pass." He could hear Saguru sit down in the door way with his back against the wall. "Judo Kata and Wrestling are both easier with an opponent."
Kaito liked Saguru. Saguru liked Kaito. They both knew this and acknowledged it. And while they weren't exactly doing what you could call normal 'dating', they were together as a couple or a partnership or what ever.
However, they also both acknowledged that life was a bitch and the moment they started making out or something, someone would start shooting. Or drop dead. Or something equally inane that only seemed to pop up when they were distracted by each other. And it was relatively easy to get distracted when you were attracted to each other and in close quarters like they were.
Hence, Saguru was hiding while Kaito twisted himself into pretzels and tucked a leg behind his head.
"Maybe not the pins, but what about the throws?" He questioned, trying to come up with a compromise.
Saguru considered it. While neither were anticipating an actual hand-to-hand close combat fight, it still didn't hurt to be prepared. Or in shape. "Maybe if we get a room where we could put the mattresses on the floor. I don't want you to accidentally get injured."
"Okay." Great. Every person's dream, being used as a wrestling dummy.
They both lapsed into silence for a bit, distracted by their own thoughts. The television droned on the the background, Saguru still had the remote with him. The Kid hanging upside down the police station played again.
"Hey, Saguru?"
"Yeah?"
"No more cities with superheros, okay?" He had a hard enough time with just the regular police, he didn't need super people too.
"What about Spider-man in New York?" Saguru questioned back, obviously amused by either the change in topic or the topic itself. "You said he was pretty cool."
"True." Kaito thought it over. "But he didn't have a cape." Apparently, that made all the difference.
"So cities with superheros with no capes-?" Saguru ventured.
"No capes." Kaito agreed. "NO capes."
-fin-
Does that count as two crossovers? Batman and Incredibles?
Hopefully get my computer back this weekend... if we do, will post this latest mass of ficcage to MC1T, we're behind in updating.
And hey! they all fit under the latest challenge - #28, Crossover!
Notes to self:
Red Eyes Black Dragon: Attack - 2400 Defense - 2000
Blue Eyes White Dragon: Attack - 3000 Defense - 2500
Kuriboh: Attack - 300 Defense - 200 - EXPLODES WHEN YOU HIT IT! XD XD XD
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Date: 2006-01-27 02:17 am (UTC)- Oscar Wilde
Ah...Oscar Wilde. How I love thy wit. XDDD *actually knows it too well, having down a research paper on him last spring*
*snaps fingers* Damn. no purple hair. Ah well...at least it's always going to be a threat >D
XDDD Marvel > DC, you so know it. X3 *is so biased here, though she loves the earlier Batman and Superman, whut*
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Date: 2006-01-27 02:27 am (UTC)Hafta admit, I'm a DC fan. Dunno what Marvel is gonna fit in, but we'll see. Any suggestions, as always, are welcome! XD
Next chapter: Miami
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Date: 2006-01-27 09:59 pm (UTC)Bah...*waves Marvel banner* Sorry, but...yeah...like Marvel over DC...dunno why >.>;;; Just do...though of course, like I said, I'll always love DC...just not as much as Marvel :D Will be sure to think of some suggestions to get Marvel people into the story more~! (though you already got X-Men and Spiderman in).
*snickers* Oh, this should be fun~
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Date: 2006-02-01 07:52 am (UTC)*blinks innocently as she drags Wolverine out of the clothing hamper to wave at the Voices* Huh, wonder how he end up there in there? *peers in to see if anyone else is hiding, and shrugs*
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Date: 2006-01-27 03:33 am (UTC)*overly fake gasp* You posted this at work? ^_~
"Ha, blood ha." "The for dancing and gymnastics..." The two mistakes I found. Though, the first one is kind of funny.
Is this "The Grey Zone" anymore? They aren't in England, so maybe it should be titled differently? Admittedly, the title still does work.
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:19 am (UTC)There's a third story arc, tenatively nicknamed 'The Grey Agency' for after TGZ gets done. I'm hoping it doesn't go that far, but storing up plunnies for it anyway. >P
*salutes* Will correct mistakes later, doing a quick hit and run here. Thanks for pointing them out!
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Date: 2006-01-27 04:10 am (UTC)-Floridian Stalker
P.S. If you need to ask anything about Disney in FL, I know the parks like the back of my hand, I had the season pass for two years.
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:21 am (UTC)They're gonna be there in Jan/Febuary, is the heat still really that bad?
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:44 am (UTC)-Floridian Stalker
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Date: 2006-01-27 05:00 am (UTC)Hakuba at Hot Topic *loves*
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-27 07:56 am (UTC)In judo (maybe some other martial arts too) the one who gets pinned or thrown during practice or a demonstration is called the "Uke" The one doing the throwing or pinning is called the "Seme".
*runs off and hides*
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:17 am (UTC)Yeah, my brothers learned Judo for a couple of years, so was desperately trying to remember what I could of it...
Never saw them practise by themselves, it was ALWAYS with partners.
-If I'm wrong about that, could someone please correct me?
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Date: 2006-01-27 10:35 am (UTC)And I would love you forever and ever and ever (and ever and ever) if you write more interaction between Kid and Spidey *is a diehard Spidey fangirl <3*
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:23 am (UTC)right now it looks like it's gonna be Florida, Chicago, wander around the mid-west, Colorado, Las Vegas, then up towards Oregon and maybe possibly down towards California.
That's the tenative list, may be added or removed at any time... ^^;;
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Date: 2006-01-27 12:37 pm (UTC)Wonder what Bats thought of his rapidly disappearing captive.
Kaito's a fine one to complain about capes, y'know. Just mentioning.
Oh, Partner In Crime mentioned a certain young detective over in Idaville, Florida... (I remember it being the more in the center of America but that's what Wikipedia says)One with an encyclopedic memory. Just for potential cross overism.
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:07 am (UTC)Idaville Detective 'Encyclopedia' Brown Found Dead In Library Dumpster (http://www.theonion.com/content/node/29537)
*snickers*
~_^ Will make note of crossover potential however. Must look up map of Florida....
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Date: 2006-01-27 05:10 pm (UTC)There's just one thing that confused me:
"The detective had glanced around the store then muttered softly enough so that only Kaito could hear that if Kaito -did- wear his hair in a mohawk, he'd be sleeping by himself. Double score, it had shut Saguru up and made him blush." - shouldn't it be Kaito who shut up because of Saguru's threat?
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:11 am (UTC)Thanks, need to clean that up...
Kaito's mohawk comment was to distract Saguru so that Saguru would stop complaining about the clothing...
I don't -think- Kaito was honestly thinking about having a mohawk... o_0
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Date: 2006-01-28 02:06 am (UTC)If you scroll down a couple of entries, there's some pimpage for a MK/YGO crossover on ff.net, btw. ^___^
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Date: 2006-01-29 07:10 pm (UTC)Although if Kaito finds out about the 'Gate, he might just do that! *laughs*
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