Hey guys! Long time no see. I apologize, I've been in Europe for the majority of the summer and didn't have much internet, and, I'll be honest, fanfiction wasn't exactly my number one priority. But enough with the excuses. KICK ASS 2! What did you guys think of it? Personally, I thought it was great. So I wrote this! Please review, and let me know if you have any ideas or requests for future chapters, I'm pretty open on where this story goes. Though I do have some ideas. Hehe. So! I'll stop writing now! Enjoy!

Dave rolled over in his bed. It was past midnight, and he had just returned from a tiring night patrolling around the city. It had been 3 years since Mindy had kissed him and speed off on her motorbike, leaving New York and everything in it behind. Well, actually, 3 years, 2 weeks, and 5 days. Dave had done just about everything to try and find Mindy, but it seemed she didn't want to be found. It was as though she had simply disappeared off the earth. Dave's life was, if you asked him, quite redundant. A college student, Dave spent his days studying, and working. He had picked up a job at a small ice cream parlor, not that money was a big issue for him. Since his dad had died, he had inherited most of his father's savings, and drug dealer generally had a fair amount of money on them at any given time. This was the one thing Dave was content with, whilst by day, he was an ordinary guy, by night, he was Kick Ass. Patrolling the streets, he liked to fly solo, and did his best to keep himself out of the spotlight. With so many other superheroes out and about these days eager to grab all and any attention they could find, Dave was able to keep himself fairly unnoticed. Still, being the first superhero to go public did mean he would be recognized on occasion. Dave sighed. Summer was almost here. Soon, he would weeks and weeks of free time, something he was not looking forward to. Dave preferred to – Dave froze, mid thought, and bolted upright in his bed. Something wasn't right. As his eyes adjusted, his sight confirmed it: the cool breeze flowing through his room was not his imagination. His window was open, though he was certain he had closed it before collapsing into his bed for the night. Looking around, he couldn't see anything in his room that was out of the ordinary, but the goose bumps on his arms suggested otherwise. Carefully, he reached underneath his bed, where he kept his revamped Kick – Ass costume and weapons, and pulled out his Taser.

"Dude, I said it the first time I met you and I'll say it again, that is one gay looking Taser."

Dave froze, and dropped the Taser to the ground. That voice could only belong to one person.

"Mindy?" He whispered.

"No dumb – ass, it's my ghost come back to haunt you." Mindy Macready stepped out of the shadows to reveal herself. She walked over to where Dave sat, his expression somewhere between surprised and ecstatic, and hugged him. She felt the warmth of his arms surround her, and she smiled, as that familiar feeling she had experienced the first time she had seen him shirtless returned.

"I've missed you."

"I missed you too." He replied. He broke the hug, and looked at Mindy, getting a good look at her for the first time. She had grown up. He could see the way her body had grown over the years, and couldn't help but notice the way her body curved so beautifully.

"Where have you been? All these years?"

"Here and there. Waiting."

"For what?"

"For the god damn Hit – Girl fiasco to die down. I was waiting until things were safe again." She yawned. Dave, who was rather tired too, decided all of his questions could be saved until later.

"Come on. You're tired. There's a spare bedroom you can stay in tonight, we'll talk more in the morning."