Author's notes: Thoughts are italicized. Also this is the first fanfic I've have written in about three years. Please excuse any rust you may find in the writing.

I don't own Kim Possible. You know that. Disney owns them. They own a lot of stuff. They are kind of a big deal. I also don't own Naruto. It's owned by Shonen Jump. Or something like that.

If you have ever looked hard at the character of Ron Stoppable, you'll notice that he is quite capable of acts of heroism. I thought combining his character with a few elements from the anime Naruto, would be a pretty good fit. Tell me if I'm on to something here.

The Number One, Hyperactive, Knuckleheaded Ninja: Ron Stoppable by Rising Zan-Samurai Gunman

Chapter 1: The Seal

It was fitting that it should be done here; out in the frozen mountainside surrounding Yamonuchi. This is where he started down the path of the warrior, He had stood here over a year ago, facing his arch foe, defending the weapon that was intertwined with his fate. A weapon commanded only by those who possessed the power, a power he would soon have complete control over.

"Are you prepared?"

Ron Stoppable exhaled a deep breath before facing the speaker. "Yes, Sensei. I'm ready." Ron shivered slightly in the cold mountain air, turning away from his teacher again. He slowly kneeled down in the snow, and removed his shirt, exposing the area about to be worked on.

Sensei slowly moved behind Ron, removing from his sleeve a long needle. "Are you certain that you wish to endure this, Stoppable-san? The pain will be tremendous.." the older gentleman trailed off, offering a reprieve. "It has to be done, Sensei. We both know this." Nodding his head slightly, Sensei started to use the needle to carve symbols in circles on Ron's back. Ron gritted his teeth from the pain, but did not cry out as Sensei started a second smaller circle inside the large one he had just finished

Just these two more to go, then the center. Ron thought to himself as he endured the task of having Japanese characters carved into his flesh. Piece of cake, just hurts like hell. Ron could feel Sensei beginning the third circle, inside of the second circle like he had done the first. Got to start channeling it. Ron grimaced as a deep cut was made. It's almost time.

Sensei placed a reassuring hand on Ron's shoulder. "As soon as the final kanji is made, begin your hand signs." Ron raised his hands to the starting position. His right hand had its first and middle finger extended strait up, the remaining fingers curled in. With his left hand he mimicked the same gesture, and then he brought his hands together. Feeling the final cut being made, Ron quickly moved his hands through a much practiced set of motions while focusing all of his power into the symbols on his back. The bloody symbols on his back started to glow blue against his pale skin. With one final motion, Ron Stoppable spoke out loud. "Sacred Seal Jutsu-Bind!" In the instant the incantation was spoken, the glowing symbols turned black against his flesh. The marks were still bleeding a slight amount, but they had changed from actual wounds to what would appear to an outside observe to be tattoos. Ron slumped forward, exhausted from channeling all his power into a single action. But he could feel the change he had caused immediately. He had complete control. The power would no longer override his actions, nor would it lay dormant inside him when he needed it most. I can finally defend her.

Sensei looked carefully at Ron's back. The seal had taken. He had been concerned that the teenager may not have had the will power needed to endure the entire ritual. But Ron had succeeded in finally caging his elusive power. Sensei stared at the symbol in the middle of the seal, surrounded by the three outside circles. Power is what that symbol meant, and now Ron Stoppable would have that at his disposal.

Ron slowly raised himself off the ground. Sensei extended a hand to assist him up. Ron bowed slightly as the old man did the same. "Stoppable-san, you are now what you were destined to be. I am honored to pronounce you the master of the mystical monkey power." Ron kept his head bowed. "Thank you for all of your teachings, Sensei. I hope to honor you and the school through my actions. But I think we need to get inside before I freeze to death." Ron shivered more intensely now that he had finished with the serious business of sealing his power. Sensei let out a small chuckle. "Indeed, we will return to the school at once. Will you be returning to your home in the morning?"

Ron looked into the setting sun, in the direction of his home and family. "Yeah. I have a felling that it's about time for me to embrace the rest of my destiny." At least I hope she's my destiny. Ron couldn't help to think this as the sky was painted a red color by the sinking sun. I'm coming home, KP. I'm coming home with the power to help you, to protect you. I'm coming home the master of mystical monkey power, and with it and you, we're going to save the world.