Chapter 2: Cant Resist
When they arrived at Adams apartmenr, Tommy was
wrapped around Adam. The feelings of relife and curiosity filled the little neko as he was finaly sat down on the couch, without him.
"So Monte, Where do you wanna start?" Adam asked, looking from Monte to the neko. Monte glanced to the neko as he spoke. "Do you want a tuna sandwitch?"
Tommy nodded egerly. His eyes lit up and it warmed Adams heart. Monte went into the kitchen and opened a can of tuna. Tommy insistantly sniffed the air, wiggling his nose and smelling the delightful sent.
"Can I have extra tuna?" The neko asked. Of course. Adam thought. Monte herd him and responded, kindly. "Sure." A clap of joy was made from Tommy.
"So Tommy?" Adam started. "Can you tell me about yourself?"
"Well," He said. "I'm about 5 years old. My favorite colors are black, blue, and white; And my favorite food is fish."
"thats cool." Adam responded. His expresstion was joyful but his mind was 'goon'. "Can you tell me where you live?"
Monte sat the sandwitch down in front of Tommy and gave Adam a glare, like he shouldnt ask that. Tommy didn't waste time. He quickly grabbed the sandwitch and bit into it.
"I don't live anywhere," His face was full of tuna."I sleep in dumpsters and eat out of trashcans half of the time."
Adam was shocked. So was Monte. There was no tears and no hesitation to come right out with it. Why?
"Oh honey, you can stay with me." Adam offered. His heart was crying. How could such a beautiful creature be so neglected?
The sandwitch was gone in seconds. The plate was licked clean. Not a crum to be found anywhere. His face lit up and the child smiled.
"Really?" His tone was thankful and shy, yet there was no hint of fear or being unsure. "But. . . But I thought no one wanted me."
That did it. That killed them. Monte breathed in deeply and Adam couldnt help but shed a tear. "Who told you that?"
That wasn't possible. The most beautiful, creative, strong, loving being wasn't wanted. No, no, Adam already wanted him.
"Nevermind." He quickly added. "Lets clean you up."
As soon as they got him in the tub, Tommy looked a lot cleaner. It was a bit of a battle to clean him, with Tommy clinging on to Adam everytime something scared him, which was about every three seconds or so.
When the job was down they drained the tub and dressed him in some of Adams god-sons cloths. Riff was about the same size. Saddly, they coudnt leave him wet so they had no choice but to blow dry him.
Instead of trying to keep him still, Adam held him. Tommys face nuzzled into Adams shoulder as Monte blowdried him. The neko moved every which way, trying to keep the wind out of his ears.
When everything was done, he looked a milliont time better. The blond hair was sunset gold and his eyes were popping. The cat-like shape drew you into his intense stares.
"Now thats better." Monte said as Adam tried to find words at all. This beautiful thing was unwanted?
"How could somebody Ignore that?" Adam asked as Tommy stared into his eyes, still in his arms.
Tommy giggled and squeezed Adams neck tightly, careful not to choke him.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He squelled.
Monte rolled his eyes. "You and that 'Thank you's'." He chuckled.