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The Model and the Street Cat	By : ulyferal Category: +S through Z > Top Cat Views: 1555 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Top Cat. It belongs to Hanna Barbera and I make nothing from writing this story.

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Staying the night allowed T.C. to make gentle love to Misha and set his plan into action. Misha rubbed his face against his lover's and purred.
"You make everything feel right again just by being here, T.C. I love you!" He murmured into the soft golden fur.
"Glad to be of service and I love you too." Top Cat rumbled truly meaning it for the first time in his life. "I have a favor to ask of you love." He began cautiously as he caressed Misha's back.
"Hmmm, just name it and I'll do my best to grant it." The Balinese said warmly returning T.C.'s caresses.
"Okay! I want you to find jobs within your agency for my gang and me. I have a plan to deal with that conniving manager of yours but I have to be on the inside for my plan to work. We have to watch him closely for a bit then strike." T.C. said grimly.
"Oh! I'm not really sure I can do that but I'll check as soon as I go in today." Misha said thoughtfully studying his lover with new eyes. He saw a cold, calculating look in them that made his back shiver and his heart tighten. 'He cares that much for me. I'm soo lucky to have found this wonderful cat.' He thought.
"This is Saturday! I didn't think you worked on weekends?" T.C. said in surprise.
Misha frowned irritably as he said, "Not normally, but Charlie had made the arrangement a month ago, saying it would be good publicity for me. It's just a quick photo shoot at an evening wear company. Should only take a few hours. I have to be there by eleven o'clock."
T.C. glanced at the alarm clock over Misha's shoulder, it was only nine o'clock right now. "Okay, let's get some breakfast and share a hot shower together. Sound like a plan to you?" He smirked as he shoved the blankets off them. Misha grinned and joined as they made their way to the kitchen, naked, for a breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, and milk.
Sharing the shower a little later, it was Misha's turn to be the aggressor. He pushed his golden lover against the shower wall and kissed him senseless then slowly moved down the beloved torso kissing and licking each nipple before moving to the rapidly engorging cock. But instead of touching it, he moved back up and kissed T.C. again letting his fingers scritch the base of his lover's tail making Top Cat moan and press his hips closer to Misha's. The Balinese let him rub their wet cocks together for a little before again pulling away to T.C.'s unhappy growl.
Grinning wickedly, Misha moved straight for T.C. now rock hard cock and inhaled it straight to the root. T.C. bucked and howled in surprised delight. As he began a fast bobbing pace on the cock his fingers pressed into T.C. furless pucker and touched the pleasure gland inside. Top Cat shrieked and shot his load into Misha's eagerly awaiting mouth. Releasing the organ, Misha rose up to nuzzle his shaky lover.
"Wow, love you are a fast learner. That was fantastic." T.C. said dreamily.
"Consider it payment for what you plan to do to help me." Misha said warmly. T.C. grinned at him then reached for the soap.
It was ten-thirty when they parted in the parking garage. Top Cat kissed Misha good-by and headed for the next street car to take him across town. He wouldn't let his lover take him. Nearly forty-five minutes later he was walking up to his alley home. No one was about until a voice spoke laconically behind him. He grinned, it was the one person he had wanted to see.
Turning around he greeted Officer Dibble as he came up to him, a suspicious look on his face.
"And where have you been? The gang was looking for you last night." Dibble asked.
"With someone who is very important to me and you are just the person I needed to see to help solve a problem of his. Come into my office, Dibble." Top Cat said leading the officer into the alley and stopping near his trash can home.
"What are you up to, Top Cat? Even I have noticed that somethings been going on with you." Dibble growled, suspicion and concern in his voice.
T.C. looked around carefully before beginning to speak. He'd thought hard about this all night. He hadn't wanted to tell anyone about he and Misha but couldn't see anyway to snow Officer Dibble well enough to get his cooperation. The truth in this case, was probably the safest way to help his lover.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Dibble seriously, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone else about what I'm going to tell you. My gang will know but no one else. You'll understand why in a moment. Can you promise me that?"
His first reaction was to say no, T.C. being who he was, but as he studied the golden alley cat closer he realized something very different and serious was going on. Biting his lip a moment, he finally came to a decision.
"You have my promise. Now what's all the mystery?" Dibble asked quietly and settled to listen. What he heard next made him widen his eyes in shock.
"I've fallen in love and its male not female." T.C. said plainly.
"Wha...! You're joking...?" Dibble blurted then paused at the deadly serious look on T.C.'s face. "You're not joking. Okay I'm listening." He said seriously.
For the next thirty minutes, Top Cat explained how he'd met Misha, who the Balinese was, their relationship up to this point, the trouble Misha was in and his plan to get him out of it. Dibble stood there gaping for several minutes trying to wrap his mind around the fact that this normally active tomcat that flirted with every female he encountered would fall head over heels for a guy.
"Okaaay...forgetting for the moment that we're talking about a guy/guy thing here. You're saying this cat is in hot water with the IRS because of something his manager did with his finances. Have I got that right?" Dibble said concentrating on something he could understand.
"Yeah! The IRS agent told Misha that he should have it investigated. Find out what this Dodger character has been using the money for and what else he's into. I thought you could help me do this. It would give your career a boost and allow me to get revenge on this creep for hurting my lover. So what do you say, Dibble old pal are you with me on this?" T.C. pleaded.
Blinking in surprise at T.C.'s growl of uncharacteristic aggression and intense protective instincts, Dibble was impressed with T.C. plans. Unlike many of the hair brain ones he'd come up with in the past and the reasons for them, this time it was for the sake of someone else. Some one that T.C. obviously loved fiercely. This was a side of T.C. he'd never seen before.
"Well, I really should have my head examined for even listening to this but I can understand why you are intent on doing it and I get the impression you'll do it anyway with or without my help. Okay count me in. Let me know when you plan to move on this and I'll do my best to help." Dibble said.
"Thank you! You're a great guy Dibble. I'll let you know as soon as Misha is able to get us into his place of work." T.C. said in relief. Dibble nodded and left to continue his patrol.
All that was left was to inform his gang. Dibble had been stunned but more or less accepted T.C.'s relationship without any sign of disgust much to Top Cat's relief. He would have hated to have lost Dibble as a friend.
He found the small alley cat he used as a runner and sent him off to find his gang then settled down to wait, reading a fashion mag with Misha in it. Misha had been teaching him to read when he'd discovered his lover hadn't been taught how. They had spent many an evening using newspapers and children's books as well as improving his writing skills. Now months later he could read fairly well and could be understood on paper. He was rather proud of his new skills.
Over the next hour, his gang began to appear. He acknowledged them but didn't speak, making it clear he was waiting of everyone to get there first. Finally, the last to show up was Benny. His gang had been watching T.C. in some confusion especially seeing what he was reading.
"Hey, T.C., what's with the fashion magazine?" Fancy Fancy asked.
In as nonchalant a manner as he could pull off, T.C. said, "Ohh...I like keeping up with my lover's doings in the fashion world. This article talks about him showing off some new line of sportswear in a show in Greece last month. See, here he is showing off a rather fetching outfit." He turned the magazine around and pointed to Misha's picture.
His gang moved closer as bidden and studied the picture. It was Choo Choo who spoke first.
"Hey isn't that the Balinese model I showed you in that mag some months ago?" He said scrunching up his face in confusion.
"Yeah, he is." T.C. said, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Eyes wide, mouth open but nothing was coming out, Benny did a good imitation of a fish. He finally blurted, "Ddddid you say lover?"
Watching the others closely, T.C. said simply, "Yes, I did."
The gang was gaping at him now in absolute shock.
"Duh...T.C. how can a male be your lover?" Brain finally said scratching his head in confusion.
"The same way a female can." Spook growled his face starting to darken with anger and disgust.
T.C. was unhappy to see that look on one of his gang. He looked at the others to see how they were taking it.
"Oh, okay then." Brain said simply shrugging his shoulders. It didn't bother him if T.C. wanted to be with a male that was his business. He still wanted to know why their boss had summoned them.
Benny colored with embarrassment. He didn't know how to handle this having never really been around guys who liked guys before.
Fancy Fancy just looked at T.C. for a long time then abruptly asked, "Why?"
Blinking in surprise at the question, T.C. nonetheless answered quietly, "I sometimes need it rough, so I go looking uptown for little action. That's all its ever been, an occasional thing, until the night I ran into Misha. Something just clicked between us. I've never felt that way about anyone else, male or female. It wasn't love at first sight for me but Misha fell for me immediately. It took me a while to realize that I'd fallen head over heels for him. He taught me how to read and write and respects me for who I am...never tries to change me or force me to give up my life here. He just wants me for myself."
"Wow! T.C. I never thought you'd fall in love. Doesn't matter to me that it's a guy. It's a surprise, sure...but it don't' matter to me. Glad you're happy." Choo Choo said easily.
"Well I don't like it. It's wrong!" Spook said angrily.
"I'm truly sorry you feel that way Spook. Why is it wrong?" T.C. asked softly.
"Males are supposed to be with females and have kittens not be with males...it's just wrong." He said tightly unable to make his point any clearer.
"But I don't want any kittens. I'm not the fatherly type. We love each other and we're not hurting anyone doing it so your anger and disgust makes no sense." T.C. said carefully. He didn't want to push Spook away from him but he couldn't allow him to be so hostile about this.
"He's right. I may not understand it and I've never seen it myself but that doesn't mean that its wrong just because it's not common. It just two people in love. Why should that bother you so much Spook?" Benny finally spoke up, upset by the hostility Spook was showing.
"I was always taught it was wrong for males to be with males. Toms on my home turf would beat up those kinds of males." Spook said bitterly.
"That doesn't make it right!" Choo Choo said in shock. He was getting angry now too at Spook's behavior.
"Just because your family had some nasty prejudices don't make it right, Spook" Fancy Fancy said eyes snapping in insult for T.C.'s sake.
"Prejudice like that is why wars are started and it is also against the law, Spook!" Came a familiar voice.
They turned to see Officer Dibble standing just behind them. They had all been soo upset that they had never heard him approach. Dibble was not happy to hear such bigotry being spouted by one of T.C.'s gang. He'd always thought of them as fairly decent cats.
"Bigotry is a nasty disease that the police see start fights and other more destructive behavior. I'm truly disappointed to see it in you." Dibble said coldly to Spook.
Spook's face burned with embarrassment and discomfort. The gang and Dibble all thought he was out of line. Perhaps his father's teachings on this were wrong. He had to admit he hadn't been able to beat up such cats when his older brothers and father would do it. It hadn't felt right.
Holding his paws up defensively, he said, "Hold it guys! Look this was how I was taught. I can see now that maybe it was wrong but you're going to have to give me time. You're asking me to change a mindset I grew up with. You can't just dump it overnight."
"You're right, but at least you're willing to think about it and change your behavior. That is a very mature thing to do." Dibble said encouragingly glad he had been able to head off a very awkward and destructive moment amongst the long time friends.
"Thank you Dibble. I appreciate your putting a stop to the situation. I was becoming concerned." T.C. said gratefully.
"You're welcome! Now maybe you should get to the reason you told them in the first place." Dibble said.
"Yes, right. Okay listen up guys." T.C. barked getting their attention. He told them what he'd told Dibble and explained the plan. "Now as soon as Misha is able to get us in that's when I want you guys to get close to this Dodger creep and listen and watch everything he does. We want to get as much dirt on him we can then Dibble here will take that information and turn his ass in." T.C. finished.
"Sounds like a good plan, T.C." Choo Choo agreed.
"Yeah, count me in." Fancy Fancy said willingly.
"Me too!" Benny chirped.
"Ahh...me too!" Brain said a little uncertain.
"Why should we help get him out of trouble? He's your lover!" Spook said still harboring a little hostility.
Not rising to Spook's bait, T.C. answered easily, "Well, Spook if everything works out right you may end up with a permanent job, that's if you like it enough to stay. All of you could have steady jobs if you like what you're doing."
"But T.C. you've always said you never wanted a job. It took your freedom away." Choo Choo said in surprise.
"Yeah, you're right but you see this kind of work doesn't seem like a job. You get to travel to far off places rather than dream about them and live the high life, something else we've always wanted. But I won't force anyone to stay if you don't want to. This is a chance to help someone else and get something for ourselves as well." T.C. explained then added, "And don't forget all those beautiful models. There's always a chance to meet someone for yourselves...females that is." He winked wickedly.
"Hey sounds really cool." Choo Choo agreed smiling.
"Yeah okay, sounds like it could be a good thing." Spook finally agreed reluctantly.
Top Cat sighed inwardly grateful things had managed to turn positive after the uneasy start. He gave Dibble a grateful smile. Dibble returned it and went on his way. Now it was all up to Misha.
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