One and Two and Three

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Happy Halloween all! As some of you may or may not know, tomorrow begins National Novel Writing Month and I'm not going to lie, I'm doing that. This means that you can expect one, maybe two, probably no updates during November. I know it sucks, but I'd rather work on some of my own stuff for the month.

As penance there's some sex! *throws sex at readers and hides*

The next morning Keyes and Mazon jacked in around the bathroom in the lobby of City Apartments and headed up to the Twins' room, noticing that elevator number three had yellow tape and a large 'Out of Order' sign taped to the outside. Once they reached their room, Mazon laid a hand on Keyes' shoulder and phased them in. They were presented with the rising sun shining right in the wall so previously dominated by windows, then by large metal slats. The slats were mysteriously raised, and when Mazon took a quick look at the coding, it was discovered that the security system of the apartment had been reset. So when Keyes turned the handle of the door, it opened with out a hitch.
"Well that makes things easier. Do you think they’re even awake?" Mazon shook her head, turning back towards the door. “I'm gonna go get some coffee. You want?" Keyes nodded, gesturing to a dormant coffee maker.
"Just get the materials. After all, the best part of waking up…" Mazon nodded and left the apartment, abandoning Keyes to her own devices. She sat at the bar for a second, twiddling her thumbs before sighing and sliding forward, head connecting with the bar top with a dull 'thud.' She sat there for a few seconds, occasionally banging her head on the bar top, and sat up with another sigh. She rubbed the small red spot on her forehead and stood, walking around the apartment absentmindedly. She briefly considered looking in their rooms, but a quick thought about what happened last time someone did that destroyed the thought and sent Keyes down on a love seat giggling. After a moment of the laughter, Keyes stretched and glanced towards the Twins' rooms again, then down at her clothes. She'd changed them since exiting and reentering the Matrix, going for a showier, more sophisticated look. She had the leather dress on again, slits slightly lower on her hips, and a trench. Both were black with a silver glare to them. Her eyes and mouth had a hint of silver make up and her hair was spiked behind her again with a silver tint in it. Mazon had stuck with her cat suit and trench, both pleather again. Keyes absentmindedly cracked her knuckles and rested high heel clad feet on the coffee table, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. Every now and again breaking into a smile at the thought of a certain pasty program.

Two opened his eyes and stretched, listening to the sound of Mazon and Keyes talk outside his room. After a second there was a repeated muffled banging then restless movements. Standing, Two considered joining his new employer, but opted to wake One first.
Dematerializing, he went next door and stood over his still sleeping counterpart.
"One, get up… Keyes is here."

One's eyes opened and he looked at Two for a second, then at the door and nodded. He watched Two leave and stood, striding quickly into the bathroom. Keyes was here and he looked a mess.

Keyes looked toward the Twins' room as both showers started and raised an eyebrow, wondering if they timed everything they did. She shook her head and stood again, walking over to the windows and looking out at the world.

Mazon, having grabbed the coffee supplies, was back at the Twins' apartment and phased through the door. She glanced at Keyes who was standing at the windows, looking down at whatever there was to look at and towards the sounds of showers. She shrugged and stepped into the kitchen, preparing the coffee maker. By the time the showers had both shut off, Mazon had gotten as far as dismantling the device and pouring coffee beans in the pot when she grunted, threw her hands in the air and stormed to the loveseats, plopping in one angrily and earning an amused look from Keyes.
"Don't look at me like that! I was raised in the Real World! I've never made coffee before." She pouted. Keyes grinned and walked over to the kitchen, raising an eyebrow at Mazon's handiwork before going about cleaning up everything and setting it to delicious coffee rights.
"Did you get any cream or sugar?" Mazon nodded and pointed to a plastic bag that held a gallon of 2% and a pound of pure cane sugar, earning her another look from Keyes.
"What? Isn't that what you use?" Keyes grinned and hit the ‘on’ button on the maker.
"Yeah, that's right, it's just really funny that Ms-I-control-the-ins-and-outs-do-not-attempt-to-adjust-your-screen-Matrix-Girl doesn't know how to make coffee." Mazon huffed and crossed her arms.
"Just proving I'm human."
"Ri-ight." Mazon looked like she was about to berate her friend when Two walked out of his room, fully dressed. He nodded at the girls then sniffed at the scent of coffee, which was filling the apartment and walked into the kitchen, taking down four mugs and filling one of them, adding cream and stirring with a spoon from out of nowhere. He sat down in the vacant loveseat and sipped at it, nodding contentedly. He glanced up, noticing Keyes and Mazon's confused stares and grinned a bit.
"What?" Keyes sat back on the couch.
"Okay, earlier I went through every inch of that kitchen and I never once saw any mugs or spoons!" Two shrugged and sipped it again.
"Just goes to show-" Just then One's door opened and he walked out, copying Two exactly by nodding to the girls, sniffing the air and walking into the kitchen, serving himself up a mug of creamy coffee delights. It was after sending a look at Mazon who was in his seat and settling himself next to Keyes on the couch that the girls got themselves drinks. Once everyone was sitting around, Mazon with black and Keyes with loads of sugar, sipping their respective coffee variations that Mazon spoke up.
"Keyes and I were up late last night conferring…" Keyes paused mid-sip with a wicked grin, unnoticed by only One, who raised an eyebrow at Two's barely concealed grin and Mazon's snicker. "Ehem, that we came to an important conclusion." Keyes made a sound in her coffee and stood.
"Excuse me." and she walked to the kitchen, serving herself some more coffee.
"Right, um… so we had this plan; enlist you guys, get the KeyMaker, storm the source. Well, go figure my dad's already on top of all of that and the KeyMaker's dead. So here's what we think. First: we can visit Merovingian and give him one for, Second: we can fill you in on the freeing process, Third: we hang out here, play some Jenga, chill out. It's pretty much up to you." the Twins looked at each other and Mazon glanced at Keyes who was seated at the bar, looking reflectively into her mug of coffee.
"Are you 'freeing' us then?" Mazon shook her head
"Only if you want to be."
"What is Jenga?" Keyes grinned at Mazon who stood, nodding.
"I'll be right back" and she phased out, leaving the Twins and Keyes who finished her second mug of coffee.
"We should accompany her." Two said, standing and phasing out, sinking through the floor with a dangerous grin at One.
~Feign Innocence~ One blinked at him then frowned, standing and joining Keyes in the kitchen, refilling his own mug.
"So…" Keyes said, sipping at her third mug.
"Right…" Keyes grinned at something and nonchalantly nodded, looking around the apartment.
"Um, hey, uh I never got a chance to thank you." she said making One lift an eyebrow.
"For what?" she grinned motioning around.
"For everything. Coming to work for me, saving my life… twice… everything." He nodded, waving it off.
"It is no problem."
"Well, even so… thanks." One nodded again, setting down his mug and walking out of the kitchen area and disappearing into his room, leaving Keyes to sigh and smack herself on the forehead.
~Great Keyes, now he's blinded by your amazing wit AND intelligence! ~ She looked into her mug again and sipped at it, glancing up as One exited his room, holding something. She nearly choked, swallowing her mouthful of coffee hard. ~Oh gods… not now! ~ But it was now. He set the blasted set of underwear on the bar top and stepped back, prepared for her to start yelling. Instead, Keyes blinked at the undies then up at One, then cleared her throat and straightened. "Yes?" One looked from the article to her, then back again, clearing his own throat.
"Um… these are… yours?" she thought for another moment then nodded.
"Yes! Yes they are… how about that?" Mentally she was kicking her own ass, trying desperately to remember what Mazon had told her. ~ Don't accept them, no... he needs them? That wasn't it… I bet they’re all soft and different now…~ One nodded, seemingly unaware of Keyes' troubles, wrapped up entirely in his own.
~She's taking our tactic! How dare she feign innocence and uncaring abandon? What did Two suggest? Don't talk or tell the truth, two completely different ends of the spectrum! ~ Neither of them made any move to make eye contact and were staring at the underwear. One half turned to walk away, changed his mind and turned back, mentally cursing. Keyes had forgotten her beloved coffee and she fidgeted nervously, silence ringing between them, awkwardness hanging in the air like a perfume. Suddenly everything happened. Keyes stood, grabbing the underwear and stuffing them in a pocket. One turned away and faced the wall, Keyes walked past him towards the loveseat area but he reached out, grabbing her arm and swinging her back and stopping her infront of him, hands on her shoulders. "We have to tell you-"
"I know"
"How?"
"Mazon."
"We'll kill her."
"I know." Keyes reached up and took hold of his head, bringing him down to her and kissing him. T0hey stood like that for a moment before One broke it, pulling back an inch or two.
"We shouldn't-" Keyes sighed and dropped her hands.
"I know" she grinned up at him a little and fished in a pocket, reproducing the underwear.
"Here… you put them to better use then I can." He looked at the thing in her hand for a second before his mouth quirked in a slight smile.
"To hell with it." and he closed the gap between them, wrapping one arm around her waist. One of Keyes' hands moved to the back of his neck, the other to his shoulder, pressing into the kiss, the object falling to the floor.

Mazon and Two got the Jenga game and were meandering back to the apartment when Two stopped, a grin forming on his face. Mazon paused and turned towards him.
"What?" he looked up at her, shrugging a bit.
"Nothing… why don't we get some food, maybe catch a movie?" he gestured to the part of town they had just left. Mazon raised an eyebrow at him, about to question his motives when she caught on and nodded.
"Sure… you mean something very time consuming that would take someone's mind off of… say, what their brother was doing?" Two nodded, the grin still hovering on his features.
"We’re not really brothers, but say, did you know that Keyes happened to forget a very crucial piece of clothing when she left the Matrix?" they turned, walking away from the apartment.
"Yes actually… I also happen to be aware of what became of that particular… bit." They laughed and continued down the street.

Back at the apartment, One and Keyes' kissing had… progressed. They'd made it as far as One's bed and both were completely naked but for One's boxers and Keyes' latest pair of underwear. This one sporting the red pill and blue pill criss-crossed over the front and on the back in alternating red and blue spidery type 'How far down does the rabbit hole go?' on a black background. She was on bottom, her hands roaming his arms, back and chest, lips covering his face with kisses. He, alternately, ran his hands over as much of her as he could, not wanting to miss an inch. His shades, long since thrown off, revealed eyes that were crimson with a black iris and ring around the outside. One moved his head down, kissing her neck and collarbone, running his tongue over her clavicle, biting down lightly every now and again. Keyes, in turn, brought her legs up, using her toes to pull down his boxers and lifting her hips as he pulled her naked. Allowing the last pieces of clothing to join their fellows on the ground. One began to rock against her gently, watching Keyes who quickly joined his rhythm, urging him on as One slipped inside her, inhaling sharply as Keyes hissed. They stilled, growing used to the feeling of one another until Keyes reached up, one hand intertwining in his dread locks, the other holding onto the sheets. She pulled him down and crashed her lips into his deeply, beginning to move under him. He immediately began rocking harder, one hand on her hip and planted the other one on the bed, his tongue warring against hers. Keyes’ hand left One’s head and moved to wrap around him, her nails digging into his back a little as One picked up pace. As they quickened their pace, Keyes became more insistent, her nails digging in harder, her other hand left the bed to run up his chest, before playing with a pale nipple. One tilted his head back, hissing and Keyes moved her head to lick at the nipple while her hand left his chest for her own, playing with her own breasts as she sucked at him. Her breathing grew quicker and quicker and One’s pace losing it’s rhythm, becoming hurried as the need to climb that final peak grew inside. Keyes left One’s nipple to throw her head back on the pillow as One’s hand reached down, finding her clitoris and rubbing it lightly. His head tilted down, in the crook between Keyes' neck and shoulder, his mouth opening as he sucked at the small area, his teeth harsh as Keyes’ eyes closed against the world. About to, about to-
'SLAM!' Keyes' eyes shot open and One stopped. He lifted his head and turned it, then looked back down at Keyes.
"It's Merovingian" her eyes widened and she pushed at him.
"Then get off!"
"Why? We aren’t working for him anymore."
"Yeah but he doesn't know that and I'm supposed to be dead and I bet to high fuck he isn't alone!" One nodded and rolled off her, grabbing a silver white robe and slipping it on. He rested his hand on the door handle and watched Keyes grab her clothes and wink at him before jogging into the bathroom, softly shutting the door behind her. One cracked his neck, sighing and glancing down.
"Oh shit!" he breathed. He'd been so close, so very close. He looked around quickly and grabbed his clothes, wadding them up and holding them over his groin. Sighing in defeat, he straightened his shoulders and opened the door, walking out to get rid of Merovingian and whatever cronies he's pulled together.

Keyes closed the door and leaned back against it with a heavy sigh. Things had been going so… so well! ~Goddamn Merovingian~ she looked down at herself and sighed. Her body felt shaky and heavy. It was no field trip, being so close and now so very far away. With another sigh, Keyes sifted through her clothes and began to get dressed.

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Thar she blows... wait, wait, now i'm getting ideas for dirty oral scenes. ^_^.

again, Happy Halloween all, Review, as I want you to, Flames will be used to keep me warm as it's really cold where I'm located.