Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Kim possible

Author's note: This is what I get for watching too much awesome at once. Now that I have watched a vast amount of Naruto and Kim Possible, read the fan fictions of each and crossovers of both, the only next step is to write my own crossover. It's only logical. Heh, let's see how it goes.

Chapter 1

Today was the day! After eighteen long years, Ron was finally going to propose to His childhood friend Kim Possible. Sure they would have to wait for after high school to have the wedding, but he still couldn't wait.

He had this amazing evening planned. First, dinner and a movie, then dancing and a moonlit car drive, finally, he was going to walk her up to her house and pull out the ring.

When his alarm went off, he nearly jumped out of bed with excitement. He grabbed some clothes and threw them on before running down to the kitchen. When he got there, he ran up to the counter, poured himself some cereal, and ate it really quickly. He ran to the door, but before he could grab the door handle, he heard some grumpy squeaking upstairs.

Oh no! I forgot Rufus! He thought. He ran back upstairs to see the naked mole rat standing on his desk, tapping his foot. Before Ron picked him up, Rufus pointed to a nearby mirror and huffed. Ron wasn't sure what his little buddy was saying, so he looked at it and gasped.

He should have paid more attention when he got dressed. He had accidentally grabbed a dark green vest and blue jean shorts. He didn't even know he had these clothes.

His mom must have stopped by and given him clothes again. He needed something more awesome for the day he had planning. He dug through his closet until he found the perfect outfit.

His final ensemble consisted of a black long sleeved shirt and grey cargo pants. To add a little nostalgia, he put on black gloves. Rufus let out a squeak and put his hands on his hips in disapproval.

"I know it's my mission uniform, but some of the best memories we had were on missions," Ron said.

Rufus looked as if he was thinking about it before he let out another squeak of disapproval.

"Oh, c'mon," Ron said, "There's no way she'll think of it as me saying that dating her is like a deadly mission."

Rufus rolled his eyes, but Ron picked him up and put him in the side pocket and headed out the door. As he walked down the street, he was hit with an evil presence that made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.

He followed his feeling until he ran to a dark alley. He looked around, secretly hoping he wouldn't have to go any further. When he saw nothing, he tried to feel around for the evil presence again.

To his relief, he no longer felt it, so he smiled and started back out the alleyway. He didn't make it far before he was stopped by a painful groan.

"So close," he whispered. He tried to push the idea of a trap to the back of his mind as he slowly crept further making his way up to an abandoned toe jam factory.

He could hear talking inside, none sounded happy. He slowly made his way up a fire escape and slipped into an open window. When he looked down from the floor he was on, he recognized the leader of the well-known Shark gang walking towards a mass in the middle of the floor, followed by five comrades.

"You got a death wish, kid?" The leader, Teddy, said, "Sneaking into our base, AND sleeping in our lounge?"

Ron looked closer and noticed that the 'mass' was actually a teenager. Before he knew it, the thugs were kicking the kid and laughing.

Ron made a move to jump down, but Rufus stopped him. Ron looked at him and he tapped his head. Right, they didn't need him doing something stupid and putting them both in danger.

He slowly crept over to a nearby bucket in the corner, slowly moving his foot towards it. With a swift motion, he kicked it enough to make a noise. He tried to suppress his urge to run at the sound of mumbling from the gang. He quickly moved to the corner of the room curling up to reduce visibility.

"What was that?" he heard Teddy yell, "Tony! Go check on that sound!"

Unfortunately, the sound of a beating still resonated in the empty building, but at least Ron was able to give the guy a little break from six attackers. He was about to heave a sigh of relief when he heard rustling from the other side of his hiding place.

He waited until he heard the rustling move away from him before he jumped up and quickly moved behind Tony. With one swift move, Ron swung his body around and kicked him in the head, causing him to crumple to the floor, but after he kicked Tony, his buckle came undone and he lost his balance on his landing as his pants dropped around his ankles.

He waved his arms to regain his balance, but he fell toward the veranda that looked over the thugs' lounge. With one swift movement, he tumbled over the handrails and fell down to the area below, yelling all the way.

At that moment, one of the thugs heard someone screaming. He looked up in shock, "What the-" he was unable to get anything more out before a young man with his pants around his ankles landed on top of him, knocking him out cold.

For a moment, the thugs were stunned. Apparently, they weren't used to a guy in his underwear falling from the sky and landing on a comrade. Ron just looked at them and blushed, "Heh, I forgot my belt." He said.

Ron's statement seemed to snap the thugs out of their stupor and they began surrounding him. He watched as they each pulled out their own weapon, each engraved with a name. The first pulled out a chain that said "Tiny" the next pulled out a crowbar that said "Terry" then a tire iron that said "Kevin." Finally, Teddy pulled out a hand gun that had his name on it.

"Engraved weapons?" Ron said, "Isn't that a little egotistical?"

"Shut up!" Kevin said, "We're going to take care of you before we finish off our first guest,"

"Ooo! A party!" Ron said, "I wish I would have known, I would have brought chips,"

"Smart-ass," Teddy growled, "prepare to die."

"What, no games?" Ron said, "I guess I'll just have to 'monkey' around."

Terry dived at Ron and he quickly ducked and let Terry fly over him. To add to his Tai Shing Pek Kwar, he started screeching like a monkey.

"Great, another freak," Teddy said. He pulled his gun up and fired it at Ron.

It happened so fast that Ron almost didn't register what happened. Just as the bullet left the barrel, he felt something warm slam against him, followed by a quick cry of pain. Ron looked down in horror to see that the boy he had come to help had actually pushed him out of the way and taken the bullet for him.

"Damn, missed." Teddy said, "But don't expect to be so lucky next ti-" he was interrupted by Ron's foot which had suddenly smashed into his face. After he made contact, Ron did a backflip and landed on his feet. As Teddy fell unconscious, the other thugs looked at Ron with disbelief.

"Anyone else?" Ron asked, staring at them.

Slowly, both the thugs made their way out of the building and scrambled to get as far away from the crazy blue young man as possible. When he saw them leave, Ron bent over to check the boy's pulse. It was faint, but it was there. Ron had to act quickly if he wanted to save this guy. He grabbed the kid and carried him bridal style to the nearby hospital.

When he walked in, he shouted, "Mrs. Dr. P!"

The nurses were used to Ron and Kim bringing in injured people, so they had Ron say that when he came in with a serious case. They immediately got up and ran to help the boy in Ron's arms. Over all the confusion, Ron ended up being pushed into the waiting room where the ground became worn from his constant pacing. This kid had saved him, if he ended up dying, then Ron would feel pretty bad.

It took several more hours, but a nurse finally walked in, "Ron Stoppable?" she asked.

"Yup" he said.

"The patient can have visitors now," she said.

"Thank you," Ron replied. He quickly made his way to the boy's room.

When he walked in, Mrs. Dr. P. was standing over the bed. Ron was confused, after all, Mrs. Dr. P. only worked on brain stuff. Hopefully, this kid didn't get shot in the head.

"What's wrong with him?" he said, worried more than he should have been.

Mrs. Dr. P. gave him a motherly look and smiled, "He's fine. You got him here in time for us to remove the bullet safely."

Ron heaved a sigh of relief.

"But," she continued, "He has no idea who he is, and we can't do anything about it."

"Nothing?" Ron asked, "Can't you guys do therapy or something?"

Mrs. Dr. , "Normally we could," she said, "Usually amnesia is diagnosed as repressed memories, but the memories just... aren't there."

"Like they were destroyed?" Ron asked.

"As ridiculous as it sounds, yes" Mrs. Dr. P. said.

"Okay, I'll help him get em' back," Ron said.

Mrs. Dr. , "Fine, she said, "but you have to wait until after he recovers. When he leaves this hospital, you are responsible for him."

"Righty-o!" Ron said cheerfully. He ran up to the boy and smiled, "Hey, how's it going?" he said.

The kid only looked about sixteen. He had bright blonde hair spiked up, and scars on his face that gave the appearance of whiskers. He looked up at Ron with a smile, "Pretty good," he said, "but I kinda don't know what's going on."

"Oh, that's fine," Ron said, "Mrs. Dr. P. said that you had amnesia, so I'm here to help you out. First off, we need a name."

"Didja check my clothes?" The boy said, "I heard that lady talking about a name on it."

"Sorry," Mrs. Dr. P. said, "We tried as hard as we could, but your clothes were damaged when you were attacked." She pulled out an orange fabric and pushed it towards him. It was completely torn up, with rips all through it.

"That seems a little much for a thug attack," Ron said. He brushed it off and stood right next to the bed, staring into the boy's eyes, "Dig deep. What do YOU think your name is?"

The boy looked a little caught off by this. He looked down and thought for a moment, "Um," he began, "I'm feeling an 'N' coming up," he said.

"Kyo it is," Ron said, smiling.

He was answered with a shrug. Apparently, any name was good as long as he got one. Ron smiled as the boy now known as "Kyo" stepped out of bed and put his hand out to Ron, "Hello," he said, "My name is Kyo, what is yours?"

He smiled then said, "Th' name's Ron Stoppable, but you can call me Ron." He took out the younger boy's hand and shook.

"Wait a minute!" Mrs. Dr. P. said, "You shouldn't be out of bed for at least another day!"

"I'm fine!" Kyo said with a smile.

,P. didn't look too happy, "No you're not," she said, "Now scoot back to your bed, and Ron will come pick you up tomorrow."

Ron was about to object, but he was interrupted by an all too familiar beeping in his pocket.

As Mrs. Dr. P. walked out of the room, he pulled out his Ronmunicator and Wade popped up on the screen. Kyo looked over at him with a confused look, but he quickly turned around and quietly sat back on the bed.

"What's up Wade?" Ron said, "Have you made those 'special preparations' I asked you to make?"

"In a moment, that might not matter," Wade said.

Ron dropped his smile at Wade's words, "What happened?" he asked.

"Drakken happened," Wade said, "Kim left for a mission hours ago, but she hasn't check back yet."

"Without me?" Ron asked, genuinely surprised.

Wade rubbed the back of his neck, "She wanted to finish it quickly before your date tonight," he quickly went back to business and started typing, "I've set you up a ride at the airport." He said.

Ron looked over at Kyo, "I'm a little busy at the moment," Ron said, turning back to wade, "I kinda signed up to help an amnesiac get his memory back."

Wade frowned, "Can't you just tell him that you aren't there?" he asked.

Kyo popped his head in over the screen, "No he can't," he said.

Wade jumped back, "Oh," he said, "I didn't see you there."

"Alright," Ron said, turning off the device. He grabbed Kyo's hand and pulled him through the door.

"Wait," Kyo said, stopping, "What about what the doctor said?"

"Mrs. Dr. P. won't mind," Ron smiled, "Besides, you get out tomorrow anyways."

Kyo was still a little unsure, "Alright," he said reluctantly, "but what about my clothes?"

"We'll fix it when we get to my house." Ron said, ignoring the disapproving look from Kyo. In a quick movement, Kyo reached behind himself and tied the back of his hospital gown extra tight. They hopped in Ron's car and started down the road toward his house.

"Is it weird for me to not know what this is?" Kyo asked.

"What?" Ron asked, not turning from the road.

"This thing we're sitting in," he said.

"You mean the car?" Ron asked, "That's weird, maybe the amnesia's really bad.

"I also feel like I haven't seen this place at all," he said sadly.

"Aw, it'll be fine!" Ron smiled, "We'll figure out what's going on."

They pulled up next to Ron's house and he led Kyo to the door. Ron led him upstairs and pulled out his outfit from this morning.

"Put this on," He said, "It may be a little big, but it should work fine. He directed Kyo to the bathroom and waited patiently while he changed. When Kyo stepped out, Ron handed him some white tennis shoes and led him back down stairs.

He gave Kyo an apologetic look and said, "I'm sorry, but I have to go help my girlfriend," he reached into his pocket and pulled out Rufus, "but Rufus here'll make sure to keep you company."

"That's it?" Kyo said, "I save your life and you just leave me here?"

Ron winced, "I was hoping you wouldn't remember that," he said.

Kyo just smiled, "Mrs. Dr. P. explained it to me after I woke up."

"Well, I can't do anything about It," Ron said, "I gotta go help my girlfriend."

"Take me with you," Kyo said quickly.

"No way," Ron said, "too dangerous."

Kyo just rolled his eyes, "You just want to make out."

Ron blushed, but he quickly hid it by turning around and walking toward the exit, "I don't have time for this!" he said, turning back as he hit the door, "I'm sorry, but we can work on your amnesia when I get back." He looked down at Rufus, "Rufus watch him until I get back."

The little mole-rat gave a salute as Ron closed the door.

...

Ron looked up at Drakken's lair and sighed. He hated the idea of scaling the cliffs, but he didn't feel that he would get much of a welcome if he just walked through the front door. He hooked the chord to his belt and with a quick shot, launched his grappling hook to a cliff higher up. Unfortunately, it took his pants with it.

"Aw man," Ron said, "I thought that I fixed that." He paused, "Maybe I needed that belt more than I thought."

Even though his pants were now dangling at the top, at least the rope had fallen down close enough to reach. He sighed and began his way up the rope, stopping at the top. He picked up his pants and quietly slipped them on.

"I hope no one saw that." Ron said, looking around.

"Oh, someone saw that," he heard. He looked up in shock to see Shego smirking at him from the hover car, "It was more than I ever wanted to see."

Before he was able to do anything, Shego pulled out what looked like a toy laser gun and shot him. He felt a pain go through his body and his world went black.

Author's note:

Hiya! I finally finished my first chapter. After many short chapters on my other story, I didn't want to end too soon on this one, but it looks like I might have made it too long. Aw well, more of the goodness. While I write the next chapter, please review. I could always use some critique.