This started out as a discussion between Ysabet and I over strange things we like to put in our japanese curry. Raisins are a favourite of mine, which Ysabet mentioned was a very British thing to do. And, well... there you go.
Called 'raisins' instead of 'curry' because Shin'ichi/Conan hates raisins. Hee.

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Shades of Grey: Raisins
by Icka! M. Chif

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Kuroba looked suspiciously at Hakuba's lunch, much to Hakuba's private amusement. The magician looked like he was contemplating turning the food into a science experiment or to dissect it into little pieces like a frog in science class.

Aoko and Koizumi glanced between the boys, exchanged a look with each other and of mutual accord continued to silently each their lunch. Hakuba was sarcastically honoured to be their entertainment for the lunch break.

Kuroba's silence did not last, it never did for long. "Are those raisins?" He questioned suspiciously, motioning to the black spots that covered Hakuba's food.

"Yes." Hakuba agreed, taking a bite.

"In your curry?" One of Kuroba's eyebrows disappeared under the wild mop of hair that covered his forehead.

"Yes."

Kuroba's nose wrinkled as he debated this. "That's... that's..."

"Quite common in England. We call them 'sultana'." Hakuba finished for him. "And it is quite tasty as well."

"You're joking."

"I assuredly am not."

Kuroba continued to peer at his lunch curiously. "And people eat it?"

"Obviously." He took another bite, enjoying the spiciness of the curry mixed with the exploding sweetness and texture of the sultana. "-And enjoy it as well."

The eyebrows came back down as Kuroba pondered this conundrum. Hakuba watched him out of the corner of his eye, silently gathering a small spoonful of curry, rice and sultana. When Kuroba opened his mouth again to make a comment, he grabbed Kuroba's nose with one hand to keep his head still and inserted the spoon in to Kuroba's open mouth, then released him.

Kuroba slowly pulled the spoon out of his mouth like it was a declaration of war, lips sliding across the metallic surface before the jaw silently started to move, chewing the food like he was getting ready to spit it out. Kuroba then paused, the glare fading in his eyes as they widened with interest as he began to actually -taste- the food.

"How is it?" Hakuba inquired mildly after Kuroba swallowed.

"Not bad." Kuroba admitted, licking his lips a little before handing back the spoon.

He graciously took the spoon back. "Thank you." With that, he wiped the utensil off on his napkin and continued eating. He by passed gloating over it for the moment in favour of saving this for ammunition in future arguments. It never hurt to be right once in a while.

"Wow." Koizumi breathed, eyes wide as she beamed at them. "Does he do that with -everything- you put in his mouth?!"

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