S: See, definitive proof, you Kuroba Kaito, are Kaitou Kid!
K: Your tentacles won't hold up in court, Hakuba. Not unless you want a visit from the men in white coats.
S: I'm not insane.
K: No, but I'm sure they'll have a fun time cutting you open anyway.

(Don't ask, it sort of came to me as a weird combination of your kiss fic (that Kid/Kaito taste the same) and my brain being in a weird mood. I have an image of Saguru in court, tentacles waving around as he tries to explain Kaito being Kid)