Chapter 214 Fattening the Pig (2/2)

[Tsk] Kyle responded [Yes. I've been fattening the pig and now he's really for slaughter. Is everything in place?]

[Affirmative] Kay assured him.

Kyle stretched, bringing his arms up in the air above him. He bent his right elbow, and reached behind him to touch the middle of his back. Then, with his left hand that was still up, he grasped just below the right elbow. He gently pulled the right elbow down and towards his head.

His muscles were feeling a little stiff, so he had to loosen up his back and triceps.

Thing is, he was still in costume - minus the leather jacket that he had placed carefully on the chair. With his sleek physique being outlined in that slim fitting dark shirt, his movements only served to showcase the rippling muscles underneath.

”Do you really have to show off so much?” grumbled Sam, watching Kyle intently.

Kyle smirked, put his hands on his waist and wriggled his butt, ”What? Want a piece of this, is it?”

Sam made some retching sounds, while sticking his tongue out and pretending to poke his finger down his throat.

”You guys have a unique friendship,” came a deep voice, laughingly.

Both Kyle and Sam stood up straight then, facing Keanu.

”What? You're still nervous around me?” he questioned them, frowning at them.

Sam's eyes went wide open, ”No, no ... it's just ... ah geez. I'm such a big fan, Mr. Reeves that I can't help it.”

”I'm just showing respect, Keanu,” said Kyle sheepishly, ”I mean, you're an elder, you know?”

Keanu first said to Sam, ”Call me Keanu.”

Then he turned to look at Kyle, saying, ”I'm not THAT old.”

”You're older than my parents,” Kyle pointed out.

”Again, I repeat. I'm not THAT old,” he replied with a smile.

Kyle grinned and Sam laughed softly, ”Fine, fine. You're one of us then.”

”As it should be,” Keanu replied, smiling and sitting down next to Sam.

He leaned pver to Sam, pointing at Kyle with his chin as he said, ”And you're right. He really does like to show-off, doesn't he?”

”HEY!” Kyle shouted, looking indignant, then pulled up his shirt to show off his muscles, waving his hand up and down, ”When you have these, it's only right to show them off!”

Then before anyone could react, Kyle rushed forward and pulled up Sam's shirt, showing off his muscles. It wasn't a 6-pack like Kyle's, but it was still pretty impressive.

”See? Even Sam has them under these baggy clothes that he likes to wear. Though it's only for Betty's eyes, I know.”

Sam whacked Kyle's offending hands, pulling his shirt back down, his face red.

”Shut up,” he growled.

Keanu just watched the two of them, laughing and shaking his head.

He couldn't quite wrap his mind around these two.

One second, they looked and acted like normal teenage kids.

Then, the next second, they do things that just showed how much of a freak they were. He was surprised to see how developed Sam's body was as well, considering that he looked pretty much like a desk-pusher only.

When they were in work mode, their professionalism and efficiency were higher than most of the adults he had been in contact with.

When they were playing, they goofed off more than any clown he knew.

Still, he found himself wanting to be part of their world. If these two were like this, how was he with his family? His other friends?

Strangely, despite the many people around him and the love they gave him, they didn't quite fill the void within his heart since his daughter died.

Even more strangely, he felt a connection to Kyle that he couldn't quite explain ... which was slowly patching the grief in his heart. He looked at the laughing young man, his eyes deep in contemplation.

✿✿ Midnight ✿✿

Sam and Kyle were in their trailer, going through the last minute preparations.

Kyle was decked out in his black ninja outfit that covered him from head to toe and wore black contact lenses.

As he pulled the last glove on, he looked steadily at Sam, asking softly, ”You ready?”

Sam took a deep breath, sitting at the desk and looking at the laptop that was connected to the mansion security feeds - and Kay.

”Yes,” he answered simply.

”This isn't my first hit, and it won't be my last,” Kyle said as he headed to the middle of the trailer, putting his hand on the ceiling, where the opening at the top was located. ”Kay will give you the signal, so you don't have to watch.”

As he pushed the latch, Kyle said softly, ”In fact, it's better that you don't watch. Just focus on doing your part. Don't ... just don't get too involved in this part, okay?”

Sam saw the sadness in Kyle's eyes and he nodded. He gave him a big smile, saluted and said, ”Don't worry. I know you are doing what you need to do. Stay safe.”

Kyle smiled, though Sam couldn't see it through the mask. Silently, he went through the roof and disappeared.