[IC] [Old Radio/Waiting in Earth Crossover]

[futureforbirds]

**After the library of doom made Kaito cough his lungs out, our Kaito Team has decided to go back to the city behind the wall. Kaito's illness has gotten much worse due to his weakened immune system and sleeping outside all the time. But now, here they are. He finds himself staring up at the wall with mixed emotions of relief and dread. How in the hell are they going to sneak in?**

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[futureforbirds]

Yeah - he was.

And - **he thought back to one of the first times they'd spoken about his father. KAITO had said that since Mekaito was built to look like Kaito, it meant that his father loved him. But here was Kaito, who was named after KAITO. Who dressed like Kaito when he was little.**

- He loved us both. We couldn't see it at first...

**memories quickly surfaced of his young self feeling the pain of his father's absence, surfaced then faded back into his mind**

... But he was always thinking about our future.

[deteriorated]

[Another silent nod.] Always thinking...

[There's a pause before he admits:] I thought he died. I thought he died like all the other humans. I knew I'd never see him again.

Then... seeing this... this city and you. I thought he left because he didn't want to be with us anymore. Maybe he rejected technology just like the other humans here.

But he didn't, did he? [How ridiculous. The Master could've gotten into so much trouble if he'd been caught.] He didn't reject any of us. He wanted the best for all of us.

[The corner of his mouth quirked in a wry smile.] The best for all the Kaito.

[futureforbirds]

I wish he could see us now. I think he'd be happy that we've come so far.

[deteriorated]

I hope so.

[He reaches up to hold Kaito's wrist.]

Thank you.

[futureforbirds]

**he smiles in response - it probably looks like Papaito's smile, go genetics go - and after a moment, shifts his hand so that their fingers can intertwine**

You too.

Thanks for... waiting for us, even though it was sad.

[synthesice.livejournal.com]

[He smiles back -- nothing beaming or bright -- but genuine.]

I'm glad I did.

[futureforbirds]

**Kaito nods and stays how he is, but gazes back at the photo. It was a good thing he kept it there. And he thought about the room beyond the picture, where he and KAITO composed songs. That room was like a little world that his father had left for him - a room where the past was still alive. It was dangerous for KAITO and Mekaito outside the house - they would have to leave to continue soon. But for now, while he was resting, he was glad to be home.

And for the first time in many years, with family.**