Chapter 1: Revelations

Paring: KIGO. (Stay away if you don't like.)

I do not own Kim Possible, it and all related characters are the property of the original creators, not me.

This story is owned by me, Mereel Skirata.

Kim Possible; high school student, teen adventurer, sat on the edge of her bed, cell-phone resting in her lap.
She hung her head, letting out a deep sigh.

"What's up, Pumpkin? Still can't reach him?"

I look up. Shego, former superhero, ex-assistant to villain Dr Drakken, and now my girlfriend, has walked in.
She sits down next to me, looping one arm around my shoulders, placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

"Yeah."

For the last two days, since Shego and I revealed and accepted our feelings for each other, I have been trying to reach Ron Stoppable, my boyfriend or is that ex-boyfriend . I don't know. I'm with Shego now. I don't doubt that, but at the same time, since I haven't been able to speak with Ron, it just feels like it's still up in the air.
Like I'm cheating on Shego.
I don't think she sees it that way, but I do. Just a bit.

I've been trying to call him almost nonstop, but no-one answers at his house and his cell's always switched off.
I must have left him a hundred voice messages. But he hasn't called me back.

Shego senses my mood.

"There's no sense in waiting for him to call, Princess. He knows your number."

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Kimmie seems to forget her troubles as we head into Middleton. A bit of shopping always cheers her up.
We start at Club Banana. She browses, while I pick out a few outfits. Most of my stuff is still back at Drakken's lab. I keep meaning to go, but haven't been able to find the time. Or make the time.

Having purchased a few shirts, some trousers and new underwear. Nothing fancy, just stuff to wear really.

I catch up with Kimmie. She's over by the racks of coats. I can hear her voice.

She is talking with a young, black woman. One of her friends, I think.

She glances over Kim's shoulder as I approach, bags in hand. She does a double take, as she sees me . Somehow, I don't think she really registers my clothes or the calm expression on my face. I have to remember how the people who know Kimmie have only seen me.

"Kim. Look out. It's ..."
Kim turns, smiling as she sees me. "Shego! Did you find something you liked?"
She takes the bags from me, rooting through the contents, as her friend looks at me suspiciously.

"Okay, this is weird. Did your brain get scrambled again?"

I bristle a little, as Kim looks up, her cheeks slightly red.
I take her hand in mine, offering my encouragement.

"Monique, the thing is, Shego and I are together."

"Together as in...?"

"A couple? Yeah."

"Really? I mean, really?"

I feel Kim tense. Her hand squeezes mine. "Yeah, I know it s kinda..sudden, but..."

"No, it s cool. But what about Ron. Does he know?"

Kim shakes her head, her mood dropping as she is reminded that she still has to tell him.
"No, he won't answer his phone or his cell. Maybe he's out of town or something."

"I don't think so. I'm sure I saw him only yesterday."

Kim's face falls. "Oh, right. Well, maybe something s come up. He's mother could be ill, or."
I grasping at straws, but I can't bear to think that he could be ignoring me.

Kim gives Monique a hug goodbye, as her friend reassures her that things are unchanged between them.
"Come on, girlfriend. Did you believe I would turn my back on you over this? Anyone that does is just an idiot, okay? Someone that isn't worth listening to."

Outside, we start walking along the street, Kim sliding her arm through mine. She's distracted though. Something is worrying her, I realise, as I have to guide her through the crowds, gently steering her this way and that.

"Penny for your thoughts, Pumpkin?"

Despite her mood, she does manage a small smile, "Penny for your thoughts? Is that some kind of pun?"

If it was, it's obviously one she wouldn't have got."No, it's an old expression, one that my mother used to use, when she thought I was upset by something." I can still hear her voice, 'Penny for your thoughts, firefly?'

"Oh. Well, it's just. If Ron is here, at home, then why hasn't he called me? Or come round to see me?"

I don't have an answer for her. I have my own ideas, given what she told me about her recent trip abroad. My feelings are that he doesn't care for her as a girlfriend anymore. If he ever really did. Maybe he's just like a kid, treating that Yuri girl as a brand new toy, one that he will grow bored with soon enough. But does that mean he saw Kimmie that way, and now she is the toy that he is fed up with?

Kim stops suddenly, as we pass a fancy jewellers. Her eye has obviously been caught by something.
I follow her gaze which has come to rest on a pendant in the left corner of the window.
A thin silver chain, from which hangs a small pink heart is resting on a black, velvet cushion.
Not something I would ever consider wearing, but for Kimmie, is perfect.
She seems to think so, too. I can almost see her eyes sparkling as she stares at it.
"Do you like it, Princess?"

"Yeah, but it's so expensive. I can't afford it. My parents wouldn't buy me that Club Banana jacket. You remember the one. And I would have to work for months to pay for it."

I glance at the price tag, something I never do. I never really consider the cost of something. But, yeah, that is a lot for Kimmie to pay. Not me, though. I might have to sneak back here, and pick it up for her.

After an another hour or so, we decide to take a meal break. Bueno Nacho, as it happens, is closest and Kimmie puts the puppy dog pout on me, so I cave.
We sit down and Kimmie orders a burrito and a salad, while I have a plate of Nachos. I'm not that hungry, so something that I can eat slowly, in small bites, is great. I take a sip of my soda, as we wait for our order to arrive.

Just as we are served, Kimmie turns at the sound of a voice behind her, "Hey, K.P, what's happening?"

Ron walks around the corner of the booth, moving to sit next to Kim, when he spots me, leaping back.

"Waahh. Shego? What are you doing here?"

Kim glares at him, "What's she doing here? I asked her here. What are you doing here. Didn't you get my calls? I've been trying to call you for ages."

He is immediately defensive, "Yeah, but I had ..stuff to do. Never mind that. Why is Shego here? Have you forgotten that's she's evil? That she keeps trying to kill us."

Now I'm defensive, protective even of her, "She's not evil. You think that her when she was made good, you think that that was the real Shego. But this is the real Shego, right here, right next to me. And I love her, just the way she is."

He stares at me, "Okay, I get that you're friends, but love? What, are you sister's now or something?"

"No, Ron. Not that kind of love. Love. The kind of love that I thought we once had."

"What? You love Shego? You can't love her. You're with me. I love you. You love me."

I stand, slamming my hands on the table, "You love me? You have a funny way of showing it, the way you were fawning all over Yori recently."

As if on cue, Yori appears, draping her arms over Ron, "Good morning, Possible-san. How are you today?"
To my horror, she places a kiss on his cheek.

Ron snaps at her, "Yori, I told you to stay in the car."

"I know, but why? You said that Possible-san is okay about us. So, why can't I come and see her."

He doesn't know what to say about that, but I do.

"About us? About us? I thought 'us' meant me and you. But what are you saying? Have you been seeing her, while you were with me."

Yuri is confused as I am, "Did..? Do you not know about our relationship? Ron-san assured me he told me and that you were alright with it. That you had stopped seeing each. Didn't you?"
That last one is directed at Ron, along with her rising wrath.

As they argue, Kim turns, her meal forgotten, walking past them without looking at them.
I stand as well, pausing for a second, before pushing Yori out of the way. Ninja girl or not, I don't care at this moment. I latch onto his shirt, pulling him closer. I barely resist the urge to light my plasma and shove it in his face

"You stay away from her, okay. You come back around, you hurt her again and I WILL hurt you. Got it."

I follow Kimmie out, Yori's shouts filling the air behind us.

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Kimmie's mother's voice greets us as soon as we return. Kim's a little distracted, her mind still running over the recent events with Ron. So it takes a second for us to notice the urgency in her voice. She's not just welcoming us back.

We find her sitting bolt upright, staring at the TV. I wonder what she sees seen. A question that the first words from the newscaster quickly answer.

"Dr Drakken, currently wanted in over 10 countries, struck only a few hours ago at a prominent Japanese science lab, stealing an experimental power generator. Security camera footage shows the Doctor, plus his assistant, a woman know only as 'Shego', breaking in, attacking the guards and escaping with their prize."

The newscaster fall silent as the screen switches to a grainy image, showing a large lab, full of scientists working purposely. Without warning the wall bursts apart. Through the dust, a figure moves quickly, towards the security guards now running in. An energy blast catches the first two, knocking them flying, before the rest close. A blur of motion and they are all down. More approach. Weapon's fire, powerful assault rifles adding to the noise. The figure takes all fire for a few seconds, before series of energy blasts rips into them. Nobody moves, as the figure advances, moving out of the camera's line of sight. Loud crashes can be heard, as the clearly visible form of Dr Drakken enters the shot. He looks pleased as the other figure runs back, a large object held between the figure and the camera. He can be seen laughing, silently, at the camera, before fleeing, as another round of weapons fire strikes the wall near his head.

The screen goes dark as Kim's mother switches of the set, looking at us both seriously.
We both have the same thought.
"Not good." We both say at the same time.

At that moment a loud crash is heard from the hallway, followed by a shout.

"GLOBAL JUSTICE. NOBODY MOVE."

"NOT good." I say again.

Okay, first chapter of my next Kigo fic. I know that some people were expecting a new story, not a sequel to my first. But I hit a major bit of writers block with that one. I was really getting nowhere, so I'm taking a break and continuing with this. Funny isn't it, after six chapters, I'm suddenly not happy with it. Oh well.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and please keep the comments coming. It is the best way to inspire me.
Also any suggestions, ideas very welcome. I will try to include them.

Preview of next chapter:
Shego is arrested by Global Justice.
Dr Drakken strikes again.
Shego joins Kim on a mission to stop him.
How will the good Doctor react to his assistant s new relationship?
And who is his new accomplice? (I'm sure you can guess.)

One final note: the nickname for Shego (Firefly) is not my idea. It belongs to Starvinglunatic from the story 'On a Short Leash'.
To Starvinglunatic, assuming he/she ever reads this, if you have a problem with me using it, I take it out.