Late Nights - Reloaded
Rating: M
Chapter 1: Whispers in the Dark
Summary: A strange series of events lead Shego and Kim to face the feelings they have for each other. When said events usher in chaos, the couple will be forced to overcome many challenging hardships while trying to keep their budding relationship afloat. Facing many perilous situations, Kim and Shego will have to rely on each other to survive.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. All the characters that are mentioned [from the show] belong to the Disney Corporation.
A/N: As the title and summary might suggest, this is the same story as Late Nights. The difference, which is rather noticeable as you begin reading, is in the sentence structure and writing style. Things are described in greater detail in some places, while other parts that may have interrupted the flow of the original work have been removed. I do hope you enjoy the revamped edition as much, or even more, than you enjoyed the first. My updates will be rather sporadic, as per usual, unfortunately for I am on vacation and have less time online as I would like. Well...that's all. Happy reading :)
The warehouse that had become Drakken and Shego's latest target looked as though it had been sent to the darkest reaches of hell. Fragmented wooden crates had been carelessly strewn across the large room, typically cool stone walls smoldering with green flame in the most recent places a certain hero had been, and warning alarms sent everyone's ears ringing. It didn't look as though the abuse to the interior of the massive building had reached it's finale quite yet either as muffled footsteps shuffled amongst the wreckage.
At the center of the carnage stood Kim Possible and her arch-rival Shego. The women were panting with the exertion of their ever-continuing fight, a light sheen of sweat apparent on their foreheads. They had been fighting for what seemed like hours, but was truly only half of that. Neither appeared to soon give the other the chance to gain the upper hand as their intense gazes met the other's square on.
Drakken, who'd been cowering behind a particularly tall stack of boxes noticed something different about Shego...and even Kim. He'd been witness to most of the previous fights the duo engaged themselves in, and he could tell that both were trying harder than normal. It was as though they were feeding off of each other adrenaline and energy, and in turn channeling it to dish right back out at the other woman. The blue skinned inventor thought he saw something in Shego's eyes that he'd only seen – or rather noticed - on a hand full of other occasions; joy.
Kim and Shego loved the challenge the other woman gave her and this fight, in which they were holding nothing back in terms of hand-to-hand combat, was simply heaven. It was a way to channel the pent up stress, the pent up frustration, they both felt while they found themselves apart.
Shego smirked, swapping her neutral stance to one of offensive nature so that she might attack at any moment. "What's the matter Kimmie? Can't keep up?"
Kim, in response to Shego's stance change, adopted a defensive stance so that she'd be able to defend against any thing the elder woman threw at her. Olive eyes rolled, a rush of annoyance surging through the red head, "You're just as winded as I am Shego, but if anyone's struggling to keep up, it'd be you. I know we haven't been fighting much lately...maybe it's left you out of shape?" Kim questioned with a smirk of her own.
Shego snarled, launching herself at Kim in a feverish, yet trained, attack in response to the comment. The women once again found themselves moving in a frighteningly lethal dance, exchanging and countering blows. Neither combatant gave the other an inch as the fight continued, rapidly intensifying as it had before. They were equals, none of their strikes making contact in the places they were meant to hit.
Kim's take down happened quickly, faster than one would have had been able to even blink. The pale skinned woman had simply stepped in rather than withdrawn when the olive eyed woman aimed a crushing right hook at her temple. By ducking, she'd used her lower center of gravity to maximize the use of the forward momentum her stepping forward had caused, thus tackling the red head around the waist and effectively knocking the hero off of her feet.
Shego now hovered over the breathless red head, hair falling from where it rest to tickle Kim's cheek lightly; she was straddling the younger woman. Emerald eyes gleamed as her lips pulled into a triumphant smirk, the action combined with the look in her eye giving Shego an almost predatory appearance. Leaning in to Kim's face, she would place the briefest of kisses on the corner of the teens mouth before moving to whisper softly into the hero's ear, "Gettin' sloppy there Princess."
Kim shivered, a furious blush creeping up her face to rest upon her cheeks at the soft peck that had almost reached her lips. The villainess' husky voice whispering into her ear was almost enough to have the red drowning in the sea of emotions that had been forced to the back of the hero's mind. A soft sigh of contentment found its way out of Kim's mouth as she allowed herself to absorb the heat that radiated from the plasma wielding woman, heart pounding loudly in her ears. Opening eyes she hadn't realized closed, the red haired woman gazed into darkening orbs of green, breath hitching as Shego leaned in slowly, giving her time to move if she truly wanted to.
Just as soft lips would meet each other in an act of silent affection, an annoyingly high pitched yell caused the elder woman to inch back, silently cursing her scarred boss for his untimely interruption. The obviously frightened man was yelling words that Kim just could not seem to make out over the thundering of her heart, and the dizziness that had suddenly clouded her mind.
Shego, sighed softly as she pulled away from the petite red head whom was pinned beneath her own body, a look of disgust passing over her face as she looked to the direction of Drakken's fast approaching hovercar. "You heard him, until next time Kimmie," Shego the pale skinned woman whispered lightly before standing to her full height and grabbing hold of a rope ladder only moments later, her signature smirk resting on those alluring black painted lips.
The red head groaned as she pushed herself to her feet, dusting herself off as she did so. A light blush still colored her cheeks, but she didn't notice for she had other things on her mind. "She feels the same way!" the younger woman cheered silently, a small smirk of her own tugging at pink lips. "I...we could make it work. Somehow...but anything's possible for a Possible.." the olive eyed woman thought silently as she looked down at the Kimmunicator wrapped around her wrist in the form of a watch.
Swiftly calling the brain behind Team Possible, Wade, Kim would smile at the chubby 13-year old fondly, albeit tiredly. As her adrenaline ceased to run through her veins, the hero could feel the consequences of pushing so hard during her fight with Shego. Already, her muscles were beginning to ache, and she could feel her eyelids growing slightly heavier. "Hey Wade. Could you arrange for a ride home?"
"Sure, no problem Kim. Your ride will be there in about 4 minutes, so look out for that," the boy genius responded in kind as he typed away at his keyboard, managing all the things that continuously flowed into the Team Possible website. "Looks like Drakken and Shego did a number on you...maybe next time you should wait for Ron..?" he asked tentatively for he knew Kim Possible was never one to back down when something was going wrong.
"It's okay Wade...Ron's visiting his aunt," the red head sighed tiredly. She knew she'd been pushing it lately, responding to every mission that involved her emerald eyed crush, and while she was grateful for her friends and family worrying about her, she was growing tired of the same questions. "Things could have gone worse...I'll just have to reclaim the data chips they were able to steal when they strike again...you know how Drakken is," she sighed softly before the whirring sound of an approaching helicopter reached her ears. "Looks like that's my ride. Later Wade," Kim bid goodbye briefly before disconnecting the video call and climbing aboard the helicopter that had landed a couple hundred feet away.
Drakken's Hovercar – 4:17pm
"Shego! How come you didn't kill Possible while you had the chance?! You had the peerrrfect opportunity!," the blue skinned scientist whined childishly; he clearly hadn't seen the kiss that had almost taken place as he'd been too busy sneaking away to get to his escape vehicle. "She was vulnerable and helpless and you just let her go..." the man muttered, unable to put his finger on why Shego hadn't just finished the troublesome hero while she'd had the chance.
"Dr. D...if you value your life, you will shut the fuck up. If you want to keep talking though, I have no problem throwing you over the edge of this flying hunk of metal," Shego snarled angrily, emerald eyes burning straight through the now frightened man. Clearly, the raven haired thief wanted to hear nothing of how she didn't kill 'Possible' and all that other nonsense he was bound to start ranting about. After her near-kiss with her red haired rival, she wanted nothing more than to ponder her thoughts quietly, shower, and eventually rest her tired body.
Drakken wisely shut his mouth, fearful that Shego would make good on her threat. After a few minutes of tense, almost suffocating silence, the mad man began talking again, though this time it was about his newest plan to take over the world. Much to Shego's dismay, her employer didn't appear as though he'd stop talking until they reached the lair. Growling more to herself than anything, the emerald eyed woman just tuned the dolt out, content with reviewing the last few hours of her life.
Drakken's Lair, Drakken's Quarters – 9:52pm
"Here are the modified blueprints you requested. My...boss has remodeled the device to fit you specifications, so that it might perform to your expectations, or better, when you assemble it. I'm sure you were expecting this, however, so I will not tell you things you must already know," a low voice called from the shadows. The voice was calm, eerily calm in fact. The sudden appearance of the voice was nothing short of shady, and naturally creepy.
"A-ah...thank you," Drakken stammered before coughing lightly to cover up his blunder. In an attempt to dispel the fear that had taken refuge within him, the inventor coughed before turning to gaze into the direction the voice seemed to have come from. "I appreciate your services, greatly in fact. Send my thanks to Mr. Senior for his hasty compilation of the schematics."
The shadowy figure nodded in the dim light of Drakken's office before disappearing right before his eyes. Waiting a few seconds, Drakken released the breath he'd been holding slowly. The blue scientist then lifted the blueprints and laughed manically, "Finally! I can put this plan into action. Now I just need Shego to steal a few more materials and my masterpiece will be complete!" Drakken danced around his office, cackling loudly, happily, before he set out to begin work on his newest invention.
Drakken's Lair, Shego's Quarters – 9:52pm
Shego stood under the warm torrent of water that she called her shower, eyes closed as she allowed the relaxing liquid soothe her sore, tense muscles. Lips parted slightly so as to release a small sigh as the stress melted away from her body, the warm water pushing past her thick, black mane to bead on her scalp in yet another act of comfort. After standing under the water and simply enjoying the sensation that engulfed her for a few minutes, piercing green eyes opened to examine the numerous bruises currently visible to her. "Way to go easy Kimmie..." she gave a light huff. "I have bruises on top of bruises..!"
Taking her time in the shower so as to wash her silken, ebony hair, as well as think peacefully, Shego finally emerged from her bathroom, a cloud of warm water vapor following her out into the cool air of her bedroom. The black lipped mercenary was stark naked, balled up in her arms one of her signature catsuits, and the towels she'd used, that was to be thrown down the laundry shoot for washing. After ridding herself of her dirtied laundry, the villainess pulled back the dark green silk sheet that adorned her queen sized bed before climbing in and making herself comfortable. Shego almost purred at the soft smoothness of the fabric against her bare skin, shifting slightly so as to sleep more easily.
"I wonder when I'll be able to do this with Kimmie wrapped in my arms. A naked Kim to do with what I please is certainly exciting thought. I can already imagine the way my name would sound rolling off of her tongue as I-" Shego shook the thoughts away with a light growl. She couldn't let herself get worked up right before attempting to sleep...it'd get her no where. With a final squeeze of her, now closed, eyes, Shego forced her mind to think about nothing, and soon she found herself fast sleeping.
Kim's House – 9:52pm
Kimberly Ann Possible stood in the bathroom of her home staring at her reflection in the mirror. She had stepped out of the shower and dried herself off just moments earlier, and was currently examining a bruise on the left side of her face, right above her jaw bone.
"Shego really didn't hold back this time…" Kim sighed lightly as she remembered the various other cuts and scrapes adorning her body. There was no way she wouldn't be stiff, not to mention extremely sore, when she woke up in the morning. The red head sighed at her reflection, her body already telling her to sleep...now. With a final glance at the mirror, and her reflection, Kim stepped out of the bathroom and made her way down the hallway to her bedroom.
Yawning the moment she stepped into her bedroom, the olive eyed woman changed into her pajamas, which consisted of a simple t-shirt and a pair of shorts, before climbing into bed. Casting her green eyes to her window, she would take a minute to marvel at the beauty of the twinkling stars before settling into her bed covers. Before long, a small smile tugged at pink lips while tired eyes closed and a hero's mind darkened enough to enjoy the sweet bliss of slumber.
A/N: Readers new and old, old and new, please feel free to review and provide me any feedback that you think will further help me to expand and improve my writing. I do enjoy reading what you all have to say, and on this particular story, I will be responding to the reviews sent my way. Bear with me as I work my way through this story and improve, widen, and ultimately create a better reading experience.
Until next time~
