A/N: Hey hey!~

As promised, here's an extra chapter *does penguin dance*

OMAKE (Extra): The Day After

Kaito arrived at school in a zombie-like state the day after, and he blames it all on his sweets intake. Instead of the usual 'hello's he usually gets from fellow school mates, all he got were people giving him freaked-out glares as they hurry to get away from where he is.

Same was the case when he entered the classroom. Those who were already inside stopped whatever they were doing to stare at him. With the way he looked like—black eye bags under his eyes, one puffy cheek from a terrible toothache, dehydrated-looking expression, slouched back and an almost blue shade of pale—and the weird moaning sound he kept making, it looked as if Halloween came ten months early.

When he reached his desk, Kaito gracelessly pulled his chair from under it, sat down and leaned face-flat on the table with a much audible thump.

Uhhh… I don't feel so good… I swear if I see another box of chocolate, I think I'm gonna die…

"Kaito."

A voice he recognized as Aoko's spoke up. Summoning just enough energy from what little he has, Kaito lifts his head up to look at her.

"Hey, can you help me with something?"

"Ha? Can't you ask someone else?" he whispered feebly, going back to placing his face flat on the table.

"I did, but…"

Another thumping sound, now coming from whatever it is Aoko placed on his desk, was heard. Kaito looked up to see not one, not two, but three huge paper bags of what he assumed to be numerous homemade chocolate.

"You're the only one I know who would be able to finish all these in a short period of time."

Upon seeing the bags, Kaito felt his insides churn in disgust, and rapidly retreated to the far corner of the room, his eyes as big as saucers.

"Wh-wh-wh-what the—where the heck did this ALL come from?!" Kaito screamed as he ogled at the questionable bags resting on his table.

"That's the thing," Aoko told him sheepishly as she made her way towards his best friend, leaving the bags of sweets on the magician's table. "Y-you see…"

When she got to where Kaito is, she tiptoed and whispered something to him. Kaito leaned closer to listen intently to what the lass had to say.

The onlookers, curious as to what this ruckus was about, stared at the odd couple that is the magician and the inspector's daughter. All they managed to get from it, though, was Kaito repeating the last few words his best friend has told him.

"To Kaitou Kid?!"

"Y-yeah… These were all from his fans, but since they didn't know where to send it to, they all sent it to dad's office, hoping he could somehow send it all to him. But… well… you know how dad is…"

"I see," Hakuba butted in the conversation. "So, apparently these are all Valentines chocolate for Kid, and the fans all sent it to Division Two, hoping Inspector Nakamori would somehow be a medium towards him and them. But unfortunately, your old mad became enraged of all the boxes flooding his office."

Aoko turned red in embarrassment upon this, she resulted to staring at the floor tile beneath her.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Akako, who's not too far from where they are, exclaimed. "Instead of sending them all to Kid, Inspector Nakamori asked you to get rid of it. Is that right?"

The inspector's daughter nodded. "I th-thought it would go to waste if I throw them all away, and they're still 'made with love,' so to say. As much as I hate Kid, I don't want these to go to waste."

Turning to Kaito, Aoko added, "And you did tell me I can give you chocolates any time of the year."

Ugh, you care too much, woman! Kaito thought, his head spinning in circles.

The magician looked like he was just about to burst into tears. Sure, he's flattered his alter ego got chocolates this year, if he's in his normal state he'd probably go on and on bragging about how great The Phantom Thief is. But for now he's just concerned he might rot all his teeth... or worse, eat a lot and do 'something crazy' again. Kaito's pale face turned red upon this, he thought he might overheat.

But then again, can he really say no to her? After all, those chocolates were meant for Kid... and he is Kid. He could only manage an awkward laugh as cold sweat trickled down his forehead. The hour of his 'death' (death by chocolate, that is) was fast approaching.

"S-so, can you guys help?" he heard Aoko ask them.

"No problem," was Hakuba's quick reply, just before all the others agreed to help, as they all gathered around to help themselves with the chocolates.

A wide grin formed across Aoko's features and turned to the poor Kaito with glee, "Well then, Kaito, drop by my place this afternoon, will you?"

"W-w-what for?" Kaito told her with a stutter. Ugh, I think I know where this is going...

"For all the other chocolates, of course," the inspector's daughter told him in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone, placing both her hands on her waist. "You don't really expect these were the only chocolates flooding my dad's office, do you?"

From Kaito's comforting little corner, he felt his poor old soul waver and the last thing he saw before fainting was the plain white ceiling, as he muttered something like 'you trying to kill me, Aoko?'

By the end of the day, practically everyone in class—even Akako, Keiko and Hakuba (heck, even the teachers)—was holding at least one homemade chocolate.

Of course, whatever was left in Aoko's loot goes to the magician (the others from class made sure there was enough for Kaito to last a whole year [excluding the ones Aoko didn't bring to school], because, you know, they're all from Aoko at the first place; it gives them excuse to make fun of him and his 'wifey'), who by the way was forced to spend the rest of the day in the infirmary, muttering to himself like a madman.

No, no more sweets for me for the next five hundred years.

END.

A/N: I'd like to call this chapter "Death by Overflowing Chocolates," (LOL) but decided against it, coz I don't really like the idea of people dying by chocolate... haha

Also, I'd leave it to your imagination as to what happened if ever Kaito really did drop by the Nakamori residence for the remaining chocolates.

Til then, nya!~