A/N For some reason I can never actually do the scene where they're waking up. It's always after, which is actually why I'm stuck on my other KaiShin story. I need Haibara to walk in on them but I can't wake them up lol. Anyways Morning after, hope it makes you laugh some.

-thoughts-

"talking"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Next Morning~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"That was horrible of you, Kaito. I didn't even get to eat." An irritated voice traveled down the stairs to the young man cooking at the stove, making him pause in flipping an omelet to look towards the open door leading in to the hall.

-Hmmm, looks like Shinichi's up- He stared at the door for a few more seconds before going back to making breakfast.

"Yeah, but I did. And I know you enjoyed it as much as I did having your..."

"Kaito!"

-I can just imagine the blush on his face- He finished dishing out breakfast just as the two bickering walked in.

"What? It's not like there's anyone else here...." Kaito trailed off, having finally turned to face the kitchen in response to the mortified look he saw crossing his boyfriend's face. "What are you doing here?!"

Hakuba just raised an eyebrow before motioning to the omelettes on the counter. "Making breakfast." It was said in a tone of voice that implied it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How the hell did you get in my house?" Hakuba finally turned to look at Shinichi whose face was stuck between horror and incredulity.

Hakuba opened his mouth to respond but at that moment his girlfriend decided it was time to make an entrance. "Oh, that was me." She said, making her way past the men frozen in the doorway. "I took the spare key from under the mat." The blank looks she got confused her and she looked towards her boyfriend.

"Haven't told them yet." He mouthed in response to her questioning look.

"Well, who did you think brought you back after your...strenuous...activities?" If asked she would have been hard put to describe the looks on their faces in that moment, but she shrugged it off. "What? Would you have preferred it if we left you out in the park?" The look she gave the couple was one of a person who was questioning your mental state.

"Don't mind them, Ran. I think they're just a little slow this morning." Ran just shrugged again and gave her boyfriend a kiss before spotting breakfast.

"Ooh, omelets, yummy." She grabbed a plate and slathered it in ketchup(much to Hakuba's obvious disgust) before continuing on, albeit a little distractedly.

" And I guess it's reasonable for Shinichi, I mean he got brained pretty good last night if what we saw was anything to go by. Kaito,however," a stern pointed look to the man in question, who's mouth was flapping like his worst nightmares, " has no excuse. I mean, really" she huffed. "It doesn't take that much energy to give a good blowjob."

Hakuba chuckled and leaned back against the counter, blowing on his steaming coffee. "You would know."

"Oh god." Shinichi squeaked. He could feel the blood rushing to his face, fueling his humiliation

-Oh god. Not only did I not need that mental picture*internal shudder* but Hakuba and Ran saw Kaito giving me...- His thoughts broke off when he saw his supposed friend exchanging an unsettling look with the blonde detective.

"So..." Ran said casually, too casually for Shinichi's suspicious mind to let it go, "you do plan on calling us next time you two...get in the mood...right? I mean, you can't leave us hanging like that, you didn't even go all the way." She frowned at that. "I was really disappointed at that." She clucked her tongue, looking all the while like she was discussing the weather.

"Ran. Love. I think you've broken them." A thud confirmed Hakuba's suspicions. Ran turned around and (in her defense) anyone in her position would have done the same...

"Hakuba."A flat, inflectionless, voice that gave no hint as to what she was doing.

"Hmm?" An amused hum that showed he saw past it.

"Get the camera. Now."

A low chuckled was his response before a flash went off and moments later, a picture came into existence that would mean years of servitude from the one's in it. A picture like a car crash, so horribly demeaning that one can't help but stare, that women all over the world would die for.

In this masterpiece (for it could only be that) the Great Detective of the East was shown, clad only in his soiled boxers, in a dead faint at the feet of the The Moonlight Magician Kaito Kid who, while wearing a small white towel around his hips, was doing an award-winning imitation of a gold-fish.

Ran gave a sigh of contentment, imagining all the things she could make them do with that picture.

-But first- She clapped her hands-To make copies- The giggle that escaped her would haunt the mind of those within hearing range until the of time (or until something worse comes along and replaces it)