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Kokichi didn't usually interrupt Shuichi when he was busy with something related to his work. . . Well, he didn't always interrupt him, at least. This time, though, he had every intention to do so, walking into the room and making a beeline straight for where Shuichi was sitting.
With no warning Kokichi sat himself in Shuichi's lap, immediately clinging to him with an arm wrapped around him and his face buried in the crook of his neck. "Are you almost done?" he asked, words barely intelligible from how muffled his voice was. His next complaint of, "I'm bored" was a thinly veiled admission that he was lonely and wanted Shuichi's company.
But then he was leaning back, casting an eager smile at Shuichi. "Can I help with this case? I can be like your partner!"
( something sweet!! )
For the past couple of hours, Shuichi had been doing a background check of a wealthy jewelry enthusiast, who owned her own jewelry store; however, the store has been not only suspected of selling fake jewelry, but the wealthy collector overall is said to be nothing but a big fraud. His client-the owner of a small family-owned jewelry store- asked Shuichi to do a background check on the woman, and prove that her and her jewelry brand are all one big fake. As he researched public information about her and dug deeper.... he discovered that she has a history of being involved with very suspicious circles, and that her being an ‘expert’ on jewelry is one big fat lie. She actually knows nothing about how to test for authentic jewelry, and that the ‘real’ jewelry she presented in interviews and talk shows was faked: but made to look so genuine that no one would be able to tell at first glance. However, after talking with other genuine jewel experts and diamond makers, he was able to learn the real methods to verify the authentication of a piece of jewelry, and the signs that prove it’s either real or fake. He was essentially going to make one big evidence folder with all the information he collects, that will not only prove the rumor her store scams people out of thousands of dollars under the guise it’s all ‘real diamond jewelry’, but expose her as a whole for being nothing but a lying fraud.
Before he could even react, he finds Kokichi suddenly plop onto his lap.“W-Woah-!” Which made him jump slightly in surprise, dropping his pen on the desk. “Oh!! Kokichi...!” But once the surprise of the sudden action quickly subsided, a smile lights up on his face and he instantly wraps his arms around his waist in turn. “You startled me!“ His voice being so muffled makes him laugh, though he still caught what he said, nodding his head as he answers: “Yeah. I got a pick chunk of the ‘researching’ part done on my laptop. Now it’s really just compiling all this information together in a neat and coherent fashion...” When Kokichi mutters that he was bored, though...
“Ahh...” He hums in understanding. He knew that it meant Kokichi was starting to feel lonely... realizing that he hadn’t really been paying attention to him the whole while. “I’m sorry, Koki... I didn’t mean to be cooped up in here for so long.” His smile warming, he presses a soft kiss to the top of his head before combing his fingers through his hair. "I can take a break right now... I’m almost done, anyway. Plus, I don’t want my sweetheart feeling bored... since I really want to hurry up and spend some time with you, too...”
Then when Kokichi asks if he could help with the case- “Oh?” He tilts his head, before he returns that eager smile with an even brighter one of his own. “You want to help me? You’re so sweet... of course you can help!” Being like his partner makes him especially giddy, a sot red on his cheeks as he nuzzles their foreheads together. “G-God, you are so cute. How are you so precious without trying, huh? But yes... If my beloved partner is helping me, then I can feel even more confident that we will successfully solve this case.” Giggling, he sprinkles some kisses to his cheeks, before planting one on his lips. “Alright, Mr. Ouma: we’ve got a fraud to expose! It won’t be easy, but with the information we have so far, we’ll have all the ammo we need to prove her crimes for good. We’ve got this... and then, we’ll celebrate with sweets and lots of cuddling! Heh, heh, heh.”
sage! you’re actually taking care of sir gareth! yeah, i know, don’t rub it in.
@raichoose plotted. for kabuto.
he didn’t like the orphanage , it’s time worn walls ; the playground much too empty . the only thing that could be played there was NINJA , and someone without ninjutsu couldn’t be a shinobi , so he wasn’t allowed to play . or so the children sneered . he missed kabuto , though . an outcast just like him . one who liked him when he was still rock lee . hopefully he’d want to be friends with maito lee too . and through gai - sensei’s encouragement , lee’d visit him .
the other children didn’t even give him a second look , which was probably a good thing considering lee carried a suspicious bag with him . he was allowed to bring candy with him !! chocolates , gummy bears , chips , all sorts of things . lee definietely was spoiled , his papa gave him all the things the orphanage had no money for . ❛ papa gave me enough , so we can evenly share !! ❜