Keith 'n' Matt: When It Is Better To Run
#6 of Keith 'n' Matt
_The final chapter of Keith 'n' Matt. I must say: Love it or leave it. And stop screaming for more sex.
Now I can throw myself at the two million other ideas in my mind.
Thanks to all fans, even if I just disappointed you.
I let this chapter review, but there could still be mistakes. I apologise for that in advantage.
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The door opened, the hyena entered and went over to her bed, where she undressed.
Keith didn't look, he was curled up on his bed, pouting against the wall. Stupid girl.
"Hey," Sheila suddenly said after she had switched off all lights and curled up in her own bed. "I'm sorry."
"Hah!"
"I was just curious and wanted to listen who you're talking to. And then I somehow couldn't hang up. I'm sorry." She sighed. "And I promise I won't tell Mum."
"Wonderful," Keith grunted.
"Maybe we can somehow try to get along better..."
"I'm tired, let me sleep."
Sheila stared at the ceiling. Why was she such a bitch? Maybe she could at least try to be friends with her brother, because she didn't have anybody else.
Cereal. Keith came to the conclusion he liked cereal, even though it was actually just coloured sugar in an odd shape. The milk made it dissolve pretty fast, so he ate it up quickly, although he didn't feel like any quick movements. He had slept a lot longer than ever before, he'd woken up shortly before noon. One could think that after so much sleep you felt rested and ready for the day, but Keith felt more like crawling back under the blanket again.
Orange juice. Vitamins. It had a nice taste, yes. Keith swallowed it down and thought. Nothing special, just thoughts in general. And he forgot them immediately.
"I think we'll go buy you a decent uniform today," Liz said.
"Uniform?"
"For school."
"Oh... yeah, okay..." He didn't know if he was ready for something like a school. Until he had been eight, he had visited the orphanage's school, where they had taught him how to recognise letter and form them to words he could understand, or rather not understand in most cases. And he had learned how to put several numbers together, something he had understood better, and which had helped with manipulating certain amounts of money.
But Keith definitely didn't feel fit enough for a school full of people who knew a lot more than he did. He just couldn't. He wasn't even able to read in a proper speed. No way he could just go to school like all the other kids. He'd watched them. Sometimes he had sat in front of school buildings and watched what was going on inside. That wasn't his world.
"I... don't know if I'm able to catch on with... school."
"Don't you worry. It's a special school, and you'll get extra lessons."
Okay... that wasn't much better. But Keith decided against saying much more now. He ate up, went upstairs, dressed, and went down again, ready for shopping.
It wasn't the first time Keith was in a mall, not at all. It was just the very first time he got told 'choose whatever you want'. Now he was going through it like a child in a candy shop, which wasn't just a metaphor. Just that Keith wasn't a big fan of candy.
It only took half an hour to get an uniform. Uniforms weren't known for offering a lot of different styles. Keith hated that outfit already. His fur was grey and black, and so was the uniform. He looked just stupid.
But he also got some other clothes, like jeans, shirts and underwear, as well as a nice black jacket. Now Keith really had a lot of clothes, together with the stuff he had got from the hostel, he didn't really see why that was any useful, but it felt somehow good.
He got a haircut. They had cut his hair in the hostel, the first day after the 'rescue', but just to make him look better for the photos. Now he was getting a haircut for his wishes. He had asked, Liz had nodded, and he looked better now. It was weird, just some cut head fur made him not look like a street cat any more. He was a boy now. And his head fur had brown tips now, looked wonderful together with his usual black.
Now he and his new mother were having a quick snack. There was a TV running. Keith looked and didn't really like what he saw. They were reporting about the beginning of the trial for Don Gee, or rather Mikhail Gilansky. Keith couldn't really remember a Russian accent. But the reporter mentioned some missing witnesses. Of course, everyone who wasn't a child and knew about the horse's business didn't admit it. And the children... they were either too scared to even appear in court, or unable to form everything into words. The public prosecutor didn't have much to come up with, and Keith' was sure Don Gee could somehow bribe the jury. No way the horse would get away with it, for that there had been too much media filming all the naked kids coming out of that building, but more than five years were not very probable. Keith had seen that before.
He didn't know why he was worried about that, five years were still a lot of time. And he was sure the police would still watch him. But something about that entire case was worrying him deep in his mind. No way the Don would just accept this all. His thugs were still out, and not all of them were some young brats with strong fists. The people who drove the car, for example. There was more coming.
Suddenly Keith didn't feel safe any more. But he didn't say that. Maybe it were just some feline instincts. Keith had been always quick with negative thinking, and he knew that. He also knew it was very feline to assume the worst case first.
As Keith didn't find anything else he really wanted to have, he and Liz left the mall.
"Hey, Matt, how are you?"
"Uhh... good... yes... just annoyed. By the twins and stupid reporters."
"They still interested?"
"I wish some new wife of some celebrity would show up so they'd leave me alone."
"Shouldn't take long."
"Yeah, I 'spose. Um... are we alone?"
"Yes. Sheila is downstairs practising piano. Jeez, every time at the same melody she hits the wrong key. It's horrible."
"Better than two little foxes who always argue. I always thought twins were always nice to each other and all that stuff."
"Now you know better."
"So... we could..."
"No. Sorry, didn't feel like that. Oh, and Sheila just entered, do you wanna talk to her?"
"Hell, no."
"She says sorry."
"Hah."
"Exactly my words. Well, it seems as if I must quit now. I just wanted to hear your voice. Oh, wait. Where do you live now?"
"It's... uh... Parkway Road. Number ten. Or twelve. Well, it's the building with the big 'Fuck' graffiti all over the entrance."
"Ah. Shouldn't be very hard to find."
"Don't mix it up with the 'shit' house, it looks very similar."
"I think I can manage. I hope I can drop by soon. I miss you."
"I miss you too."
"Bye now... love you..."
"Love you too."
Keith hung up. And was surprised to see Sheila getting naked. The hyana folded her clothed and then let a very long shirt fall over her body, just covering everything important. She noticed the boy looking. "What? I thought you were gay."
"Uhh... um, yes... sure..."
Sheila lifted the shirt again. "There, seen enough?"
"Jeez, what's up?"
"Nothing." The hyena let the shirt fall back and lay down on her bed.
Keith covered himself with the blanket and switched his light off. "Good night."
"Yes, good night," Sheila answered and switched the other lights off.
A pause in the darkness. Sheila listened to Keith curl up and try to find a decent position for sleep. She thought if she should come up with it. Just a kind of a piece offer. "Where does your friend life?" she asked.
A rustle. "Huh?"
"Where does he live? Maybe I can help you getting there. I haven't got a driving licence yet, but I think I can help you though."
"Why should you?"
"Come on, Keith, we don't need to fight each other. I don't want that. You don't want that. But you wanna visit that boy, don't you?"
"Hmm..."
"If it's Southend I think I know it. I lived there before my birth mother killed herself with drugs."
"Oh... umm..."
"Don't you start to tell me that you're sorry to hear that. She was a stupid whore who just lived from shot to shot. She beat me up every day, and never gave me any food. That's been seven years ago. Now I'm here, it's better. Back to your boyfriend."
"Do you know... Parkway Road?"
"Yeah, sure. Can bring you there. You wouldn't like me to accompany you any further."
"Hmmm..."
"Don't worry, I'm quite sure I can keep myself busy there."
"And Liz would allow that?"
"Sure, why not? I'm a grown girl, I can watch over you. She trusts me. She doesn't trust you yet, though. But it'll be okay as long as I promise to stay with you."
"So..."
"Yeah, right tomorrow, if you wish."
"I do."
"Good. Now sleep."
"Sheila?"
"Hmm?"
"Thanks."
"No sweat."
Keith sat in the subway, right next to Sheila, and was pretty excited. They had only been separated for three days now, but the cat was excited even though. He hoped the fox would respond positively to his new look. Little changes with much differences. And somehow Keith was very keen on meeting the twins, he didn't know why. They were normally grown kids, it was very interesting to see some children who hadn't been raped in early age.
There was a strange guy staring at him. Keith considered that as strange because other men preferred to stare as Sheila, or rather her chest area, as she wore a tight top today. Perhaps this particular man just recognised him from the paper. The look was still weird and not very comfortable to Keith. He was very glad as Sheila tapped his shoulder and signalled him to get out.
He didn't notice that the man also went out here.
"There it is, Parkway Road. Jeez, I never thought I'd return back here any time." She tried to suck the air of past times into her lungs. "I lived over there."
"The 'shit' house?"
"Yeah. Gosh... I wonder were the trauma is they had spoken about all the time. Anyway, where's your friend. Wait, let me guess, it's that silly fox that waves from that balcony?"
"Aw, yes, that's him..." Keith waved back very briefly.
"He's cute. You got a nice taste."
"Eh... thanks..."
"Well, off you go. I'll be around. Try to come back in two hours, and keep your clothes clean." She smiled.
"I'll try my best," Keith said and ran to the building.
Matt was waiting at the door and listened to the steps coming up the stairs. His face lightened as the beloved cat appeared. Keith smiled and ran faster into the fox's arms. Both boys hugged tightly.
"I missed you so much..." Matt whispered.
"I'm here now," Keith answered. "I'm here now." His lips touched the vulpine nose. The fox responded with a tender lick over the cat's forehead.
They moved a bit and Matt closed the door. Keith leaned against it and kissed the fox's muzzle. Matt kissed back passionately, finally their tongues connected, they embraced closer. Keith' paws found their way under Matt's shirt and ruffled the fur. "Where're the twins?" he whispered quickly.
"Busy," Matt answered, pulled his shirt over his head and kissed again.
In a hot embrace they moved, removing each other's clothes and dropping them on the floor, arriving a small room with two beds. Matt threw himself on one bed, all naked now, and nodded invitingly. His paw reached out for a small bottle of cooking oil he had placed conveniently on the drawer.
Keith rose one eyebrow questioning, but Matt was sure and nodded again, spreading his legs. The cat came onto the bed, the fox wrapped his legs around the feline waist and Matt's paws stroked over Keith' penis until it was completely erect. Then Matt quickly oiled the cock, leaned back and waited.
Very carefully Keith brought his penis into position and started to penetrate the fox's very ready tail hole. Matt groaned loudly in a very slight pain, as he was used to this, and in big pleasure as the cock rubbed against his sensitive insides. Keith moaned as well as he intruded deeper and deeper, then waited a moment, and dragged out again, each movement in the tight hole providing him hot pleasure. He leaned forward and kissed the vulpine chest while pushing himself in again.
Both males moaned and groaned loud under their movements, Keith heavily stimulating the fox's prostate and getting hot rubs back. The cat moved in a steady rhythm, seeing the climax approaching. The fox groaned louder with every thrust into his insides, then he screamed out loud and orgasmed, splashing his load up to his chest.
Two or three more thrusts, and also Keith climaxed with a loud groan, spraying his semen into the fox's insides. He paused for a moment, then retreated from Matt's rear and lay down on his fox's panting body, exhausted.
"I waited so long for that..." Matt whispered after some minutes.
"So you didn't want to wait some more minutes?"
"I'm not taking any chances. So many things happened the last weeks..." He chuckled. "Who knows what could happen next?"
"Next we'll make out for some minutes, and then we'll repeat it."
"Sounds good," Matt said and kissed.
"But... honestly, where are the twins?"
"Living room, busy with a play station."
"Wait, did you just let us two have noisy sex while cubs are next room?"
"Uuhh..."
"Oh, come on..." Keith said and kissed. "Can I see them?"
"Oh... yes..."
Keith rolled off the bed, picked up his clothes from everywhere in the room and dressed. Matt did the same, and they went out to the living room, where two vulpine cubs were lying on the carpet, busy with the play station. Keith smiled and squatted down. "Hey, boys."
"Hi."
"I'm Keith."
"I'm Sid, that's Ralf, but no one can tell us 'part anyway, so it don't matter."
"Aha. Can I join that game?"
"Only if ya dun' suck."
"I don't know. I never played that game before. Actually, I've never played any game before."
One cub turned the head and looked out of innocent, deeply brown eyes. "So? What'd'cha do all the time?"
After some roaming Sheila decided it would be good just to lean against the house's wall, wait for the boy and just look cool for some cute guys who should pass by. She was surprised as she found the wall already occupied by a very strange guy.
But not for long. The wolf looked around, didn't seem to see the young hyena girl, dropped his cigarette and left into the building.
Well, Sheila had to admit that the strange people here were part of the environment and weren't worth any further thoughts. If he weren't allowed to smoke in the flat he goes down here and smokes.
But only rarely somebody living in this neighbourhood dropped an almost unused cig.
"Oi! Not fair!"
"Is fair."
"No!"
Keith smiled. "Be nice, it's my first time."
"And yer fourth victory! Yer cheatin'!"
"How?"
"You just do!"
Sid - or Ralf? - changed the disc. "Now yer goin' down!"
"We'll see, kids."
Matt could only watch and smile broadly.
Somebody knocked very forcefully. Matt sighed. Another reporter... didn't they have enough pictures now? Why must they appear every day to portrait his new life?
Keith was almost winning once again. Street fighting was very easy when you only needed to press buttons and there wasn't possibly any harm to yourself. No hurting paws, no feeling of throwing up, no bruises. The cubs were so lucky they never had to experience what getting beaten up really meant.
A loud bang made the three boys turn their head, followed by yelling. A quick shadow passed by the ajar door, followed by a slower shadow, stomping shortly.
"Cubs..." Keith whispered. "Please hide somewhere. And don't come out until I say it."
Without questioning the two boys quickly crawled under the sofa. Another bang made them whimper. Keith kept as cool as he could, crouched to the door and peeked through the gab.
There was a wolf. And he had a gun. And with the gun he was aiming at Matt, who was sitting against a the wall, looking up scared.
"You little brat tell me where you hid it!"
"I... I don't know what you're talking about!"
Keith looked around quickly. Good thing cubs were never very tidy.
"Don't play that game, boy," the wolf snarled. He seized Matt's shirt and lifted the young fox up easily. Then he pressed the gun against the fox's forehead. "Where?"
Matt's eyes narrowed. "If you shoot me you'll never know."
"No... it just takes longer," the wolf whispered.
And just after those words he got hit very forcefully by a cricket bat and collapsed. Keith hit again, vaguely aiming at the head. Blood gushed. Keith hit again. And again. And another time. More and more blood gushed, into Keith' and Matt's faces and on the clothes.
"Keith? Keith!"
Keith hit one more time and stopped, heavily panting. "What?"
"I... think he's dead..."
Keith looked at the bloody pulp, lifted the bat and hit one last time. "I tend to agree."
"Shit, Matt, what do we do now?"
"He threatened you with a gun and I defended you. My right."
"You killed him, for heaven's sake!"
"Don't you yell at me!" Keith looked into Matt's thrilled face and took a deep breath. "Sorry... sorry, Matt. Just... God!" He threw the bat away and squatted down. "What was he talking about?"
"About... a treasure."
"A what?"
"Don Gee must've noticed the day you met me. But he's in prison..."
"I want an explanation Matt. Now. He would have killed you. For what?"
"Half a million pounds."
Keith looked up and stared. "You're kidding."
"I was thrown out of business for minor stealing, but the stupid horse didn't know I had been able to let his safe disappear." He tried to wipe the blood out of his fur.
"And you just wander around, being the only one who knows where half a million quid are? With all love, but you're really dumb. And a danger."
"I... know... now..."
"Think of the kids..."
"But..."
"We must get away from here. You're a danger for everyone. I bet more will come!"
"K-Keith..."
Keith picked up the gun and checked it. By a very short occasion he had learned how to handle those things. Magazine was almost full. He looked up and around. One hole in the ceiling, one hole in the door. "Okay. We'll go. Now."
Matt leaned forward and hugged Keith long and intensively. "Thanks..."
"You can thank me later..." Keith said and stood up. He hid the gun under his shirt. "Get us some new clothes while I talk to the twins."
Matt nodded, Keith went to the living room, where the two cubs still were under the sofa, shivering in fear. "Kids?"
"Yes?"
"In some minutes, a girl will come, a hyena, you know what a hyena is?"
"Yes."
"She will take care of you. You can trust her. Do what she says. And don't leave the room until she tells you. Not even peeking out, yes?"
"Yes..."
"You promise?"
"We promise," the twins said together.
"Good boys."
Oh, cute boy. Crud... and beautiful girlfriend. Although she wasn't all that beautiful. If she would stuck out her breasts well enough when he passes by...
"Girl, where's your dignity?" Sheila asked herself quietly. The guy passed by. Well, he dignity was definitely gone with that arse...
"Sheila!"
The hyena turned her head. "Oh, yeah, what's up?"
"Third floor, the open door. You take care of the cubs in the living room and call the police." And then, Keith and the fox ran. But then Keith stopped for a moment. "Oh... and... please tell Liz I'm sorry. Very sorry." And then they ran away.
"Hey! Hey! Shit!" Sheila screamed. She considered quickly what to do. Well, better go up. She took the stairs quickly and a look into that apartment.
She screamed again.
The train left this city fast. It wasn't supposed to carry passengers, but there was always a door for those who wanted one to be. Like two young boys, who where sitting in one wagon, without anything but the clothes they had on. It dawned.
"One thing I'd really like to know, though..."
"What?"
"Where is the safe now?"
The fox told the cat. And the cat laughed. He laughed a very long time.
The train left the city fast, taking the two boys with them.