Summary:

Keith and Lance do some research to find out more about Lance's favorite actor, who Keith suspects was the man he knew to be called Shiro.

Notes:

I was adding stuff to this site, because I had forgotten about it again and I was like...wait. Why is there only 8 chapters of Keith the Cat? When I knew I had written another one and was almost done with the 10th. Then it dawned on me that I didn't post it.

I'm gonna go to my corner of shame and work on chapter 10. Sorry everyone orz

Chapter 9: More Questions Unanswered

Keith sat up and startled the bed's other two occupants. Blue settled down almost instantly, but Lance fell over with a grunt before sitting up in confusion.

"Wha's a matter? Keith?"

"It…it's nothing, I think I know that man on the television."

Lance made himself look over and focus on the screen. He blinked away enough sleep so that everything wasn't just blurry fuzzballs and found the increasingly famous, Kuro.

With a snort, Lance turned over and situated himself properly on the bed. "Of course you know him. That's Kuro. I'm pretty sure almost everyone knows him."

"Kuro?" Keith shook his head. "No. That's not what I mean. He looks like a man named Shiro that I knew a long time ago."

"Maybe it was just a dream." Lance mutters tiredly.

Keith looked down. Perhaps Lance was right. Maybe he was losing it?

Lance cracked open an eye to find Keith looking dejected. With a sigh he closed his eyes and snuggled further into the bed. "Why don't we look him up on the computer tomorrow?"

Keith smiled to himself. "Thanks, Lance."

"No prob." Then Lance was fast asleep. Keith turned off the television and settled in beside Lance, careful not to get too close, and fell asleep shortly afterward.

It was almost noon when the two of them finally woke up. They shared lunch before they moved to the computer to begin their research on Lance's laptop. Lance sat at the desk going through various websites to see if Kuro had any connections regarding a man named Shiro, or if a source mentioned living in the area. Keith lied on the bed on his stomach reading over Lance's shoulder.

"I just don't get it." Lance complained.

"What?"

"For almost every star's biography, it mentions something about where they grew up. When you look at Kuro's it starts with the first time he was noticed by a talent scout. What's up with that?"

"If only we could just ask him." Keith lamented.

Lance sat back in his chair and rubbed at his chin contemplatively. "Maybe we can." He suggested slowly. He soon leaned forward in his seat and opened several tabs on his computer, each one directed to a different social media site.

"What are you-?"

"Just give me a moment." Lance announced as he typed in Kuro into each of the search bars the websites had. He sifted through the results until he found the account he was after. "Oh yeah! Who's a genius?" he cheered with a fist pump.

"So…what are you doing?"

"I just found a way to contact Kuro so you can ask him the questions you want answered. That's what."

"Lance! That's amazing!"

"Dude…this is just the first step, the hard part is getting him to respond to us." Lance confessed before giving Keith an odd look. "You act like this is the first time you've ever been around social media."

Keith averted his eyes. If he had known about stuff like this, let alone had access to it out in the desert, it would have made his search for Lance a lot easier. He shrugged in answer.

"Keith! What even are you? A Wildman?"

"I-"

"Actually, don't answer that. I'm afraid you'll tell me you're living in the woods or some shit." He joked with a laugh. Keith stiffened before he joined in nervously.

"So…how do we get Kuro to notice us?" Keith asked to bring them back to the topic at hand and steer the conversation away from his living conditions.

"We could just send him a private message, the only problem is if he doesn't check those things. Or worse! He receives so many he can't keep up with them."

Keith hummed as he thought. He twisted on the bed until he was lying on his back staring up at the star stickered ceiling. He saw Lance staring at him out of the corner of his eye and turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "Yes?"

"Oh…it's nothing." Lance quickly answered as he looked back at his computer screen. Keith shrugged mentally as he returned his gaze to the ceiling. He let his eyes drift around the room aimlessly and he found some pictures hanging on the wall of Lance with his family. There wasn't a single picture of Lance as a toddler. He could remember that his mother was a photo fanatic and often took pictures of them, but then he figured they were probably destroyed in the fire.

It would have been so much easier just to show a picture of himself as a cat to Shiro…err…Kuro, and see if he remembered him.

"Do you think it would be better to send an actual letter?" Keith suggested.

"What?"

"If he's getting so many fan letters through his social media sites…maybe we would have better luck sending him a letter."

Lance raised a finger in protest before he dropped his hand back down, "I…can't argue with that. I haven't sent an actual letter in…ever."

"That's what I'm counting on. Does he have a mailing address listed anywhere?"

"I'm not seeing any…oh! Here we go." Lance read out the address and searched it to make sure it looked plausible and wasn't some random person's house. "Do you really want to send him a letter?" Lance asked him seriously.

Keith drifted over to the computer and looked at the various pictures of Shiro…Kuro. In each and every one of them, the man was laughing and smiling. He was apparently married with children and two cats. He stared at them with jealousy. Envious that Shiro got to leave him and find happiness, while he was left behind and lost everything.

With a sigh, he decided Kuro was better off without him. Besides, he was with Lance now. Shiro had left him behind, and he wasn't going to chasing him again. Not when Lance was right here.

"No."

"No?" Lance yelped. "But we just spent the better part of an hour gathering this information."

Keith winced as he looked down in apology.

"Now don't give me the hurt puppy look." Lance complained. Keith looked up at him from under his bangs and Lance sighed. "Fine. I guess I just learned something new about my favorite actor, do it wasn't a complete waste. Though, I now have more questions than when we started."

"Sorry, Lance."

Lance grumbled as he turned to his laptop and shut it down.

They watched the end of the third movie since the two of them didn't finish it. After that, Keith decided to return home.