IT'S DISCLAIMING TIME! Sorry I've watched the parody rangers too much. I don't own Kim Possible or any characters in it. If the OC I write about in this fic resembles another character I didn't plan it. It is simply a coincidence.
Bold words are emphasis and Italicized are thoughts and Underlined are for song lyrics.
Ron and Kim pushed the double doors that lead to the parking lot of Middleton high open. It being the last day of their Sophomore year Kim thought Ron would be celebrating but instead he was complaining. Not that he didn't have good reason to. No but that's not what was bothering Kim. Recently she had started to notice Ron. It wasn't as if he was physically changing or anything. He still had his goofy grin, tussled blond hair, chocolate-brown eyes, his freckled dotted white skin, and his body still had that tiniest bit of cute pudge Ron got from eating too much Bueno Nacho but kept from blowing up into obesity with their mission workouts. But that was the whole point. Before his hair was just blond, his eyes brown, his skin pale, and his body wasn't something she didn't bother looking to closely at. Lately Kim had just started seeing him...well differently. Which was about the best way she could put it.
"Awww man I can't believe Mr. Barkin assigned summer reading. This tanks."
"It's not that bad Ron we have two and a half months and we only have to read one book. I know you aren't into the classics, but Jane Eyre can't be that bad. I heard it's a sweet story about two people falling in love." Kim said trying to get Ron to take an interest knowing he was a bit of a hopeless romantic.
Maybe I'm jut imagining things Kim thought as they crossed the parking lot. I've been looking at him for the past three months like he's changed but he hasn't he's still the same old Ron.
"Who ever said that was a bad thing" another voice seemed to argue back."He's always been there for you, cared for you, he's even gone out of his way to set you up with other guys just so you will be happy. If that isn't someone caring for someone what is?"
I have had these sudden urges to kiss him especially after a mission when we usually have to squeeze under one blanket on the flight home, but one of us always seems to fall asleep before I can do it. Kim thought while mentally kicking herself. "Tell you what if you bring over something to eat tomorrow then we will both sit down and read the first chapter together. Okay?"
Ron looked over at his best friend for more than twelve years like she had just saved his life for what seemed like the one hundredth time. "I most have saved the world a couple of times in a past life to have such an awesome friend." "Alright you got a deal. How does Bueno Nacho sound?" He asked reaching over to shake her hand.
She giggled and reached out and took the offered hand. "Then it's a date."
The words were out of her mouth before she even realized what she was saying. "Oh crap! Please don't tell me he going to react the way I think he is?" Kim looked up to see how Ron had reacted. But Ron had in fact not acted the way she thought he would. She was expecting a full-blown panic attack, or at least some hyperventilating. Instead he had gotten very tense. He looked down and fiddled with his hands trying to wring something out that wasn't there.
"Ah...yea...well...umm...okay you want anything in particular?" He asked trying to mentally block out what she had just said.
"I uhh just a salad will be fine." She replied trying not to blush to hard or think of the grand slip up she had just made. "I plan on going to the mall with Monique tomorrow morning, then I have to go cheer practice. So I wont be home till around five or five thirty okay?"
"Oh uh yea sure okay then. I'll try to be at your house around then." With this Ron turned and started walking towards his house.
Kim stood there and watched him as long as she could making sure he didn't get hit by a car or fall prey to some random act of clumsiness. And she thought to watch his cute little butt.
Suddenly Monique was standing next to Kim. Seeing that her girlfriend had the thousand yard stare she quickly followed her line of sight.
"Wow girl it took you long enough to finally notice." the dark skinned girl purred with a smile that would have mad any evil villain proud.
"What?!" Kim jumped. "How'd she even sneak up on me?! I can sense when even ninjas are near.
"Well" Monique ignored the fact that she had been able to sneak up on the superhero. "Unless you're checking out that forty-year old mail man. The only guy on the street is Ron."
Kim looked and instantly spotted the balding man. He looked like a cross between a walrus and hairless ferret. He even seemed to waddle from mailbox to mailbox. "Well you caught me. Are you gonna tell him?" She asked with a hint of worry in her voice. A hint that didn't go unnoticed by her best girlfriend.
"Not if you don't want me to. But you should tell him soon. That boy is a better catch than most people realize. If you don't tell him quick someone else might." The young girl then turned and walked away leaving Kim to think "Who else might be interested in Ron?"
Ron finally managed to get home without getting hit by any objects moving faster the thirty miles per hour. "That senior citizen on that bicycle was definitely pushing twenty." The first thing he did was head to the kitchen. He wasn't hungry or anything it was just what he usually did after school. Get home (alive), make a snack, watch some TV, then make something for dinner. Right now though his body was on autopilot. Looking on the fridge he found a note that told him that his parents were going to be working late again tonight which hardly registered in his mind. Because all pistons were firing in the brain of Ronald Stoppable. "Well then it's a date." He kept replaying the words over and over in his head.
After standing for what seemed like a short amount of time in the kitchen Ron walked up the stairs and into his room. Ron would have seemed to be in some sort of daze if anyone could see him. After sitting on his bed Rufus popped out of his hiding place inside Ron's pocket. Seeing his friend like he had just seen a ghost made Rufus concerned. He climbed up his master's arm and perched on his shoulder. From there he waved his small paw in front of his eyes.
"Hellooo? Anyone home?" He squeaked
"Huh? Oh hey Rufus. No I'm okay I'm just a little bit confused. Did you hear what Kim said?"
"Uh uh. Sleeping", the little mole rat replied shaking his head.
"Well Kim asked me to come over with some Bueno Nacho toma..." was all Ron could get out.
"Cheese?!" His best bud exclaimed.
"Not right now little buddy tomorrow. When I have to go over to Kim's for our da..."
"No cheese?" out of nowhere Rufus seemed to pull off a full on puppy-dog pout. Combined with his natural cuteness and small size Ron instantly caved.
"Alright let's go see what kind of cheese we got."
"Yea! CHEESE!"
Ron walked back down stairs and back into the kitchen. Ron opened the fridge and pulled out Rufus' block of cheddar. Pulling a cheese knife from a drawer he sliced off a good portion and laid it in front of his naked friend. "Well as I was saying before your stomach interrupted, Kim wants me to come over tomorrow to read some of our required reading for the summer."
Rufus looked up from the now already half eaten slice of cheese. "So?"
"Do you think I would be freaking out this bad if that was all. No right before I left she turned to me, giggled, and then said then it's a date. I mean what does that mean? Do you think she meant it like that? Is she just joking around like always? God knows I've only been dreaming about her since the fourth grade. Rufus little buddy I'm in over my head what should I do?" Ron looked over to his little friend hoping he would have the answer he so desperately needed.
"Hmmmmmmm. Walk?" was the only thing the mole rat could think of.
"Oh yea anywhere in particular?" Ron asked with a suspicious crossing of his arms.
"Bueno Nacho?"
I knew this was going to end up with him eating. Oh well maybe the walk will do me some good. "Alright you win, but take it easy I'm a little light on allowance right now ok?"
"Mmmm Hmmm mmmm hmmm okay gatchya." With this Rufus climbed into his usual pocket as he waited for the delicious meal to come.
Ron looking at the clock on the wall surprised to see that three full hours had passed since he had gotten home. Effectively making it dark outside. Wow I really lose myself when I'm thinking. Heh maybe I shouldn't think too much or I might just miss my date with Kim tomorrow. Stepping outside and locking his door Ron started walking to the local Bueno Nacho at a brisk pace.
At the Bueno Nacho, Ron was walking to, a young Hispanic was setting down his belongings in front of the large Bueno Nacho taco sign. His left hand held a large black box who's only features seemed to be the handle and two latches on the top. The other hand carried a rumpled duffel bag that obviously contained a large amount clothes due to the fact that it looked full to the limit with a few pieces sticking out of the top. The last thing he carried was not in his left or right hand, but on his back. It was a large, and very old looking, trunk.
He started to feel uneasy as he watched people gather their things to leave or quicken their eating after seeing that he wasn't just passing by. But after a second he felt the uneasiness fade. He didn't mind as much anymore he got these stares all the time. Especially in these small suburbia towns. Though he did expect more from this town.
I mean if I was gonna cause trouble don't they think their hero would save 'em? Then again how would I know? Maybe their hero is like that Team Impossible were you have to "pay to get saved". Man what a bunch of bull "pay to get saved" it doesn't even rhyme that well! Okay dude stop thinking about everything like it's a song. No one thinks everyone should speak like their in a musical like you do. He chuckled to himself.
He learned new things every year, sometimes everyday if he wasn't being lazy, and his style both musically and physically would change as well, but right then he took a second to look down at his jacket. The one thing he never seemed to tire of or change was the little sticker name tags that said, "Hi my name is" followed by a big blank space. In fact he was wearing two now. On the top one it said, "Hi my name is Jason." On the second one below that it said, "Hi my name is What? You don't know?" It always made him laugh.
A/N: Hello again! Well I just wanted to say that yes I am very aware that it has been year since I've typed up anything. But one day I remembered a line from the fourth never posted chapter of this story. From there I came back here logged on and read everything and even found the unposted chapter and read that. It really made me want to type up some more. But first I felt like I should come back and try to correct this first chapter as I know they are filled with errors. Hell I know there are still a few in there. But I'll try my best to fix and improve everything. Please feel free to leave a review. Please just no flames. :)
