Hakuba was ready for the Kid by the time the thief arrived. Usually the kaitou got the first word in, but this time he figured it was his turn.

And it was damn amusing.

"Nakamori-keibu is -not- pleased with you." He commented dryly from his chair as the Kid slipped in side the libary's open balcony door, silent as a shadow.

This brought a instantaneous grin to Kid's face. "He didn't like my music choice?" Kid asked too innocently as he straightened, dropping the silent act.

"Somehow I doubt he would have appreciated any variety of music blaring from the police radios." Hakuba struggled to keep a straight face. "But was it imperative that you must choose 'Macho Men'?"

"I thought everybody liked the Village People!" Was the bright response. "And they have a policeman in their group!"

"... As well as quite a lot of innuendo concerning the group."

"Would you have preferred I played 'In the Navy'?"

"Pass."

Kid chuckled as he sprawled out in the other chair, long lanky limbs draped every which way as he made himself at ease. Or as at ease as he got while in Hakuba's house. "I couldn't find 'Cuban Pete' in time." The thief admitted, a bit of remorse in his tone. "Wanted to see if anyone knew how to salsa dance."

"Somehow I doubt that even you could get the entire Police Force in a giant conga line." As soon as the words left his mouth, Hakuba realised that he had just set himself up. Kid took dares -very- seriously. "No! Wait! That is not what I meant!"

Too late. The Kid had that calculating gleam in his eyes that heralded doom, or a plan brewing in the twisted brain of his.

"Damn."

Kid laughed. "Relax, I don't think many of the Task Force know how to Salsa dance anyway." He hummed a bit of a tune, moving his arms and twisting his shoulders to the beat.

"I must confess to not knowing many who know how to Salsa dance, period." Hakuba retorted.

Kid took this the wrong way. "Do you?" The comment was just a little bit too eager there.

"...No..."

"No time like the present then." Kid bounced out of the chair, extending a hand towards him in a genteel fashion.

Hakuba paused for a moment, a sinking feeling in his stomach. Dammit, he -knew- he was asking for trouble when they first started these after-heist meetings, but somehow he hadn't pictured half the things they ended up doing. "As long as I do not have to dance backwards." He finally acquiesced, taking the gloved hand and allowing himself to be pulled to his feet.

"Could be worse." Kid offered.

"Yeah?"

"Could be teaching you how to Tango."

-fin-

... it takes Two to Tango.
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