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Trouble at Nakasumi Tower

Chapter I: T'was the night before Christmas

It was Christmas Eve and the day should be a happy occasion. However, Police Detective Ron Stoppable was in a funk. Though he was Jewish, he celebrated Christmas with the entire Possible clan. This year, he decided to skip this year's celebrations and accepted a party invitation from Mr. Nakasumi, the Japanese game magnate. He accepted his invitation for one reason only: to be as far as possible from Kim Possible, his ex-girlfriend.

The blond, 25 year old sighed as the captain of the airliner he was riding announced that they had just arrived to LAX. Ron stretched his body, causing some of the joints to crack loudly. It was hard to sit almost three hours with his 6'1 frame. He tends to crack the joints of his spine whenever he straightened from a slouch. Since pre-k till recently, he hid his full height from others. He usually wore civvies that were two sizes bigger to hide his frame.

Most people thought that he was harmless, which was fine for him. It made his job a lot easier since people could talk to him about almost anything.

However, he wished that Kim could talk to him about everything.

Ron shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He was in L.A. to have fun. The beach, the ladies, the sun… But he needed to attend the party first. Ron was surprised that he had gotten invited. No one ever remembered him. They only remembered Kim. There were occasions that they had misspelled his name. He didn't mind. That was his life.

It would be hard of Nakasumi-san to forget Ron since he was one of the magnate's top designers. He and his friend Felix Renton create new ideas for video games for Nakasumi Inc. No one knew the truth, not even Wade. Felix decided to keep it to themselves since Ron had a tendency to let it all go to his head. Plus, they were saving for an early retirement.

It took Ron a while to see Felix's point. They even had day jobs so their family and friends wouldn't get suspicious. Felix was a robotics designer for the Space Center while Ron… he joined the MPD. Middleton Police Department.

He had a degree in criminology, something he seldom admits. He studied hard to get that degree, hoping to be noticed by Global Justice. Kim Possible was already an agent when she was studying at Middleton U. Kim got picked because, well, she's Kim Possible! No surprise there. Even though he had worked alongside his KP in numerous occasions, they decided that he was not GJ material. Of course Kim fought for him but he took it with a smile and let her join without him.

He was smiling but his heart was tearing.

After he graduated, he strived to be better but still GJ didn't notice him. Finally, he gave up. He joined MPD as a foot patrol and then gave him a squad car. And then, finally, he passed his detective's exams.

But the occasion was bittersweet. He celebrated alone. His parents were in Florida on a conference with his little sister, naturally, they congratulated him on the phone but there was one voice he yearned to hear. It was the voice of his beloved.

But Kim was on a mission. He even asked Wade, their Webmaster, to give her a message. Ron had solved his first robbery case three months later and she didn't even know or even bother to find out. She was always on her damned missions.

Their relationship since the JS Prom was beginning to faze. Kim was at home almost once a week and most of the time he couldn't see her since she was resting. Their last date was six months apart, and it was even cut short when another crisis had popped up.

But Ron just smiled and assured her that it was okay.

Another wound in his heart.

It was at that point that Ron thought about their relationship. Thought their first few years together were almost magical, there was some lingering doubt that they could be together forever. But since he knew how Kim was, he decided to give it another chance.

The Policeperson's Ball, six months ago. Kim was supposed to be his date. He even wore his dress uniform to look his best. With his badge gleaming and his medals, for various awards on the call of duty, Ron looked prestige.

He was on the way out when the phone rang. Ron gleefully picked it up and smiled when he heard Kim's voice on the phone. But a moment later, his smile faltered. Kim had another mission. But Ron was not listening. He held the receiver so tight that it cracked under the pressure. But not before he heard himself say that it was no big.

When Kim hung up, the receiver was crushed into two. He couldn't believe that GJ would call her in her day off.

Ron just sighed. His night was ruined. He called his supervisor that he couldn't make it. The man must have heard the wistfulness in his voice and understood.

Ron was too depressed to even stay indoors. He didn't even bother to change when he got out and drove. He didn't know how he got there but Ron was at Lover's Ridge. A place where you could see the city in its night splendor. It was also a perfect trysting ground. Why he went there, he didn't know. It was a place to be alone, that's all he cared about.

Thinking about his relationship with Kim, he didn't know how to go on. He was at a loss. Why was it that every time they were together, she would go on a mission? Was it fate?

Ron never got a chance to ponder on that when he noticed a car pull up from the road and parked facing the city. It was probably another couple trying to have fun. In his days as a patrol officer, he dispersed a lot of lovebirds. Since almost every cop was attending the Ball, it fell to him to do his job as an officer of the law.

Ron got out of his car and took a flashlight with him. Walking towards the car, he noticed two shadows obviously making out in the backseat. When he reached the car, he knocked the door and shone the light inside.

"Excuse me, but this is not a place to do that," Ron said, surprising himself since he sounded different and full of authority. But what he saw inside stopped his heart.

The woman, who was obviously miffed that they were interrupted, was shielding her eyes. But there was no mistaking it. With her auburn hair and her emerald eyes that were trying to focus on his face, Ron was shocked to find her there.

He was looking at Kim Possible.

"Is there a problem, officer?" Kim asked noticing the badge. Ron took a moment to compose himself and shone the light to her companion. His ire increased when he saw who it was. The man Kim was with was no other than Josh Mankey.

"Don't play dumb at me, miss," Ron said, in a voice not his own. He hoped that Kim wouldn't recognize him, why? He wasn't sure. "This is a public area and what you're doing may get you a night in jail."

"Do you know who I am?" Kim almost growled. But Ron held firm.

"Yes, Ms. Possible. That's why I'm giving you a warning. You've better get home before I bring you in for sex in a public place."

"I've got some friends in high places, officer," Kim said, her voice filled with venom. Ron knew how she was. Whenever something doesn't go her way, she gets angry. Top that with sexual frustration, she get vicious. But he kept his cool, under the circumstance.

"If they are law abiding citizens, they would tell you that the law must be followed by all. No exceptions. Now please leave the premises." Kim, still fuming, climbed onto the driver's seat and started the engine. She shifted the car into reverse and backed out in a cloud of smoke. She then shifted the car forward and left the ridge, spewing rocks and dirt towards Ron.

Only when the car was out of sight did Ron fell to his knees, weakened by the shock of what he had witnessed. Weakened in realizing the truth. He didn't know how long he stayed that way. Nothing else mattered. When he gathered enough wits and strength, he went back into his car and drove home.

That happened six months ago. Ron, being himself, didn't mention the incident. He even saw Kim a few times and she didn't even give any indication what she had done. And Ron knew then and there that he was a fool. A fool for loving someone, a fool for loving his best friend.

Ron needed time to himself. He buried himself in his work, trying to forget. But he never did. In his funk, he even began smoking. He never smoked in front of his family but due to stress, he was mimicking a steam engine. His colleagues tried to make him quit but they only met halfway. Now, Ron only smoked when he was alone.

He wanted to be far away from Middleton as possible, and Nakasumi-san's invitation was just what he needed.

Ron was exiting the terminal with his luggage when he saw a person in a black suit holding a sign that said R. Stoppable. Blinking, Ron walked towards the man and studied him. The man was almost as old as he was. He had dark hair, Ron wasn't sure of the color since it had been gelled back. He had brown eyes, a shade darker than his own and he carried himself professionally.

"I'm Ron Stoppable," Ron said as he gave the man a small smile. The man looked at a photo he was holding and then smiled.

"Welcome to LA, Mr. Stoppable," the man said cheerfully. "Name's Nathan. If you would follow me please?" Nathan took Ron's luggage and led him to a waiting limo. Ron watched as Nathan loaded his luggage in the trunk and entered the passenger side.

Nathan blinked and smiled. He thought that he was picking up one of those obnoxious corporate types and was glad to see someone down to earth. "Are you sure you wouldn't want to sit at the back, Mr. Stoppable?" he asked.

"It's Ron," he smiled. "And I wouldn't want to get my head swelled up."

"Okay," Nathan entered the limo and started it up. He pulled out of the curb and into LA. A few minutes later, Ron was getting bored. He took out his cigarettes and took a stick from the pack.

"Mind?" Ron asked. Nathan shook his head and opened the windows and closed the window separating the back from the front. "Folks don't like a limo smelling like smokes?"

"Some," Nathan sighed. "Especially my regular. She's senior manager at Nakasumi. Quite the bulldog. She's only 25 and she's climbing up the corporate ladder."

"Sounds to me that you admire her," Ron said as he took a puff.

"Maybe," Nathan said. "But I have this thing about her secretary." Ron's interest was caught.

"Aren't you breaking anything for telling me this?" Ron asked, worried that the man was risking his job.

"No," Nathan said. "And since Mr. Nakasumi told me to treat you like one of the board members, I should be treating you like them."

"But?" Ron knew that he was warming up to him.

"There're only a handful of people in the company that I respect. Mr. Nakasumi, his secretary, some of the boards and my regular and her secretary," Nathan smiled and he glanced Ron's way. "And now you."

"I'm honored," Ron said. "Forgive me for sounding like a child but are we there yet?" Nathan chuckled.

"We're a long ways. Is there something wrong? You don't look so hot?"

"I hate flying," Ron said as she put out his cigarette. Nathan smiled in understanding. "I was taught that when you grab the carpet with your toes, it calms you."

"Tried it?" Nathan asked.

"Not yet," Ron said as he closed his eyes. "Do me a favor, wake me when we get there." Nathan just smiled.

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Bonnie Rockweller sighed as she watched her officemates celebrate the holidays. Plus the fact that they got their bonuses made them ecstatic. But what happens after? They all go home to their loved ones and share Christmas together.

She would love to go home to a loved one, experience sharing a quiet moment together. But going home to Middleton was not an option. When she left Middleton, she took with her one of the two things that she cared. She brought her best friend Tara with her. The other thing… well the other was owned by her archrival, Kim Possible.

Owned, Bonnie admitted, was a relative thing. There were times that she wished that she had what Kim had. Not the fame, not the popularity but something more precious than anything Bonnie had owned.

The friendship of a brown eyed, blond haired man.

Bonnie sighed as she remembered the past. She always put him down and calling him a loser. She was just angry as him for picking Kim instead of her. Now it was too late. He probably thought that she was bitch anyway. In the end, she ruined it all by herself.

"Hey, Bonnie," Tara smiled as she peeked into her office. "The party's starting." Bonnie smiled at her best friend. After obtaining her position as assistant manager, she took Tara in as her secretary. Tara had been supportive of her best friend. Through thick and thin she was there, willing to lend a shoulder to cry on. Willing to be her strength through though times.

But there was one thing Tara couldn't do, and that was to make her truly happy. And she knew what would make Bonnie Rockweller happy.

"Hey Tara," she smiled back. "How's the party?" Tara smirked and shrugged. She entered the room and closed the door behind her.

"It's getting wild," Tara said. "I have been hit on by half the male population. All of them had one thing in mind." Bonnie could guess what that one thing was. Tara was a beautiful woman. With her office attire and eyeglasses, she looked like a secretary in deed. But most men only saw her as an object. To her knowledge, there was only one person who treated her with respect.

And that man was their driver, Nathan.

Bonnie could see why Tara could fall for a man, but she was also worried about the difference of their stations. True, Tara was a secretary of a senior manager but still, he's a driver. Nakasumi-san told her not to underestimate Nathan for his position or preferred occupation. He was good at what he did and that's why he assigned him to them. But still, Bonnie didn't know why Nakasumi-san held him in high esteem.

"Avoiding mistletoes?" Bonnie teased, making Tara sigh as she sat on the sofa.

"You have no idea," Tara said with a sad sigh. "It's like high school all over again. To them, I'm just a prize."

"Even for Nate?" Bonnie smiled as she saw her friend blush.

"Nate makes me feel more than I am," Tara smiled but looked at Bonnie warily. "Bon, I've decided to ask him out." Bonnie was surprised at this declaration. Normally she would object but looking at Tara's eyes, she saw that she had made up her mind. But still, she needed to play Devil's advocate.

"He's just a driver, Tara," she began.

"Pilot, actually," Tara blushed. Bonnie blinked in surprise. She didn't know that fact.

"How did you know?" she asked.

"I asked around," Tara smirked. "It's amazing what you could find out when you're just a secretary." Bonnie kind off suspected that. "He used to be a pilot for this company. Then one day, Mr. Nakasumi made him his personal driver and pilot. Everyone thought it strange when he was assigned to us but he never complained."

"You mean he could fly us anywhere?" Bonnie smiled softly, seeing Nathan in this new light. If he's a pilot, that changed her doubts about him.

It was not that he didn't like him for Tara, it was just how he could support her friend in a limo driver's wage. She wanted the best for her friend but now, all she wanted was to make her happy.

"Just give him a few hours head's up and he'd prepare the corporate jet," Tara said in pride. "So… we could go home for Christmas…" there was hope in her voice. Tara really misses her family, and if there's a means to go home tomorrow…

"Okay," Bonnie sighed, knowing when to give in. "We're going home tomorrow so you could show him off to your folks," Tara blushed a deep crimson. Was she that obvious?

"You don't mind, do you?" Tara asked warily. "I mean looking for someone for love and not because of the food chain?" Bonnie closed her eyes and sighed.

"If quoted, I would deny it," she smirked. "I really don't care about the food chain anymore. I've lost because of it. Now I would never know if being with him would make me happy." Tara was surprised that Bonnie would speak that out loud. Perhaps she was getting tired with the life she had led. Suddenly, Bonnie smiled but Tara knew she was forcing it. "By the way, where is he?"

"Mr. Takagi sent him on an errand," Tara said with a shrug.

"Nate only answers to two people and only two people," Bonnie frowned in confusion. "Me and Mr. Nakasumi. And if Nate went, it meant that it was an official order from the big man himself. Do you know what errand?"

"I think he's picking someone up at the airport," Tara said. "I think it's someone special."

"He has to be if he's Mr. Nakasumi's guest," Bonnie looked at her planner and smirked. "I forgot that I had to meet him. Tell me when the guest arrives." Tara nodded and left the office. Bonnie sighed as he leaned on her chair. She closed her eyes and dreamt about a blond boy she wished would forgive her for being cruel to him.

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"Here we are, boss," Nathan said as he pulled up in front of Nakasumi Tower. Ron opened his eyes and looked out. The building was about 33 floors high. To Ron it looked like a tall building but somehow it represented power. Ron sighed as he opened the door, unsure if this was right. "Something wrong boss?"

"Not really," Ron admitted. "I just went to this party to get away from a girl." Ron noticed the teasing grin from Nathan and smirked. "No. Not that way. I kinda caught her in a compromising position with a moron." Nathan grimaced at the thought.

"Ouch. Lime on open wound," he smiled consolingly. "Tell you what, if the party goes lame, give me a call," he gave Ron a calling card which the blond man took. "You could crash at a hotel and I'll make arrangements for you to go back to your family in time for Christmas breakfast."

"We're Jewish," Ron smiled as he pocketed the card. "But you'll do me a big favor if you could get me to Florida. That's where they are."

"Deal," Nathan said. "I'll park in the basement and wait."

"Why not come up to the party with me?" Ron asked, earning him a smile.

"Sorry boss. Execs only. Though you could slip me something from the buffet table later?" his tone was hopeful.

"You got it," the men shook hands and Nathan drove away. Watching the retreating back of the limo, Ron took a deep breath and entered the building. The guard behind the security desk looked at him questioningly. Ron sighed and walked towards the desk.

"Hi," he smiled. "My name's Ron Stoppable…" the guard looked at his clipboard and nodded.

"We've been expecting you, Mr. Stoppable," the guard said. "Please wait. Someone will be down shortly to meet you."

Ron waited, all the time thinking that this was a waste of time.

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Bonnie was riding down the elevator to meet Mr. Nakasumi's guest. Tara had informed him of his arrival and she went to meet him. She wondered who it was. It was not unusual for Mr. Nakasumi to bring guests but this was the first time that he asked her to meet him

Why was he special?

Bonnie arrived at the ground floor. She exited the elevator and nodded to the guard leaning out of sight from the front lobby. As she approached the lobby, she saw their guest looking outside, his back was towards her. Looking at the way he was dressed, she wondered if he was truly the guest. The man was wearing a brown jacket and black pants. It was casual than most and probably not even branded. But there was something familiar about him. Something that raced her heart.

"Good Evening, Welcome to Nakasumi Tower." The man straightened as if he recognized her voice. Turning slowly, the man blinked in confusion and then smiled.

It was not the smile she remembered. Bonnie was struck dumb in shock. She never dreamed to find him in LA. But there he was. Standing in front of her, Alone.

And when he uttered those words, she knew she was not dreaming.

"Hey, Bon-bon," Ron Stoppable said, giving her a warm smile.

"Oh, Fuck," Bonnie muttered. This would be one unusual Christmas.

(end of 1)

A/n: I'll stop it right here since I'm running dry. Anyway, please be kind and creative criticism is encouraged. Some of you would guess the movie but if it's still vague, stay tuned. This is my first Ron/Bon fic. So please, be gentle.