Disclaimer: Disney owns everything. I am unworthy to exist on the same plane of existence as the giant mouse.

A/N: Background: This story takes place the summer after "So The Drama". However in this world "Gorilla Fist" did not occur. (The thought of getting a chance to write my own version of Kim finding out about the Yamanouchi school, Yori, and Sensei was too much fun for me to pass up.)

A/N: This was not the story I intended to write. I don't know if I will start over or continue this one. (I'll let reviewer response be my guide.) This story kind of took on a life of it's own, and I loved it so much I had to share it.

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Summer School On the Path Less Taken

Chapter 1: On the road again.

Ron was in his room packing, and Kim had rushed over the minute he told her had to leave town immediately. He wanted to say goodbye, and have her look after Rufus while he was away.

"Your leaving town AGAIN!?" The not so happy redheaded cheerleader roared. "What kind of crazy exchange program did you sign-up for?" ... Suddenly a flood of questions popped into her head. "I don't ever remember Ron signing up with the exchange program. He isn't even in the exchange club. He never volunteers for anything school related. They can't just pick out a student and draft them for an exchange program!! Since when do they give you no notice before sending you overseas? We don't even have school and they want him to attend classes in another country? With no school, why would they even send a student here? What is this, the third or fourth time they've sent him to Japan? What kind of school doesn't have email or telephone access?"

"Well ... ummm ..." Don't lie, think fast, don't let anything slip, and don't lie. "You know bureaucracies KP, once they mess up your paperwork there isn't anything you can do. Oh well, guess that's just the way it is." Well that was true, that wasn't the reason he was leaving, so much as it was a general statement about government agencies, but it wasn't a lie.

He zipped up his now loaded duffel bag.

"OK, RON ... THAT'S IT!!!"

The blond haired boy knew this wasn't going to be pretty.

"IT IS THE SUMMER BREAK!!" ... "YOU'RE FAVORITE TIME OF THE YEAR!!" ... "OUR FIRST SUMMER TOGETHER AS BOYFRIEND AND GIRLFRIEND!!"

Now she was yelling. Each sentence was more forceful than the last. She paused after each to make sure he followed along, because she had questions, and by God he was going to answer them.

She continued. "YOU HATE SCHOOL!!" ... "AND NOW THAT THEY WANT YOU TO SPEND YOUR SUMMER IN SCHOOL" .. . "WHAT I WANT TO KNOW, IS WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE THAT SEEMS TO HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS!?" ... "THE RON, I KNOW WOULD BE MAJORLY FREAKING RIGHT NOW, AND YOUR ALL "Oh well, guess that's the way it is."." "TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW, OR I'LL MAKE YOU HURT!!!!"

"Kim, ... I ... I.." he stuttered.

"TELL ME!!" this time she accentuated the statement with a hard poke in the ribs"

"ouch!"

"TELL ME!!" and another poke.

"stop it"

"TELLLLL MEEEEE" another poke.

His word was spinning our of control. He wanted to tell her, but he couldn't break his promise to keep secret his knowledge of the Yamanouchi ninja school. At the same time we felt fear, pain (physical and emotional). Kim was beyond livid. In her eyes he saw a rage that screamed apocalyptic. Rivers flooding, sea's boiling, The plagues of Egypt, the seven signs of the Beast, and as mount Kim was about to blow and kill everything that ever was, or ever will be ...

... silence ...

Kim face was one of stunned silence. Ron didn't even know how it happened. He didn't plan it, he didn't think it, and yet there is was. His right hand placed directly on Kim's left breast. ... another moment of stunned silence ... Both Ron and Kim's brain's where in total reboot. Neither could think or talk. Somewhere deep inside Ron a small voice told him, "Act fast, or die where you stand." Shocked into movement, Ron grabbed the duffel bad he had packed for his trip, leaned forward and gave Kim a peck on the lips. (Not the greatest of kisses, but the best he could manage with her jaw still on the floor, and her still in a catatonic state.)

"I love you Kim, see you in a month ... maybe two." And out the door he ran. He strapped the duffel bag to his new motorcycle and lost about a half the rubber on his back tire and he pealed out of the driveway and down the block.

It was a dirty trick. He knew he should still be feeling completely ashamed of himself. He and Kim had never moved beyond a deep kiss or two, and he had never made a play for second base before. He knew he was going to be a dead man when he returned from Japan, yet at the moment he couldn't stop smiling.

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A/N: Only my second fanfiction. Leave me a review and let me know if I should keep at writing, or just give up. :-) I'm new to this whole thing so any recomendations are much apreciated.