Light Games
By diav

Genre: Friendship/Romance
Rating: T
Characters: Kim Possible, Shego
Story Type: one-shot, multi-chaptered
Summary: AU. Kim and Shego have a chance encounter that may or may not lead to something more.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Kim Possible.

Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing with my life. I mean, I've had my ups and downs, but I never really feel like I'm "all there" on days I don't see her.

What is it about her that makes me feel safe? I mean, we're not exclusive, not even really 'dating' but we've always found time to be together and to have some fun.

How did this all start, you must wonder. Well, let me tell you.

It was one of those nights where we all had nothing better to do and I think my friends of friends dragged me to a bonfire of sorts. I had ingested a decent amount of alcohol - enough to sort of know where I was and who I was with, but not really.

Anyway, she smiled at me as we gathered closer to the bonfire. I think I gave her a goofy, if not dazed, look back. Suddenly everything was all colours and spots because Ron gave me a joint and I think I might've smoked it all the way through. I don't remember.

What I do remember is the look she gave me as she smoked something much stronger. It was predatory or maybe plain creepy, but I remembered the look in her eyes as I walked home in the dark. Ron and Monique were making out somewhere on the beach and I felt that I had had enough for the night. It's not so often that I let loose, so I decided to quit before I lost control of myself.

Maybe it was because I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I didn't notice that I was being followed. After all, everything's hazy when you're tipsy and high as a kite. Something like that.

Anyway, I was putting the keys into door when I heard her speak.

"You're home early. Didn't want to have more fun with your friends?"

I turned to look and only saw the same eyes glowing at me in the dark. The hallways in my building aren't that well lit because the owner is cheap, so only a small patch of moonlight coming through the window across from my unit was separating me from her.

"They ended up somewhere on the beach, probably making out or something," I found myself saying.

She stepped closer to me and that's when I saw her face. So cool, so reserved.

I knew what she wanted.

I knew what I should've done.

But I didn't turn her away.

Looking back, I don't think I could have. Even if I was fully sober, I still wouldn't have.

"What are you doing here?" I slurred slightly. My head was spinning a bit but I was trying to keep my cool.

She shrugged at me, her eyes telling me to invite her in. And so I did - after fumbling with my keys.

She followed me in and asked for a glass of water - a strange request, really.

"Just a sec." I think I crashed into my kitchen counter when I was getting a mug. I remember finding a bruise there.

When I came out of the kitchen, she was nowhere to be seen. Confused (and perhaps really wobbly), I checked the living room. Then the bathroom.

And finally, the bedroom.

She was sitting on my bed with a smug look on her face.

"So..." I put the mug on my desk and leaned on my bookshelf for support.

"So..." was her response. She inflected in such a way that she was asking me a question. A very silent question.

I think, at that point in time, I was about to keel over. She caught me mid-fall and whispered soothing things in my ear.

I don't really remember what happened next. Who did what and to whom.

All I remember was that her touch was gentle, her kisses soft, and I had a hell of a time.

Actually, looking back now, I was probably the one who kissed her first. Alcohol and pot breath, heh. Unattractive, but when you're a mix of drunk and high, nothing matters... you just want a good time.

And a good time I did have.

Until I woke up in the morning.

"Ugh."

"More or less."

I threw open the covers and realised that I wasn't alone this morning. I blinked. Then refocused.

Oh, right. Last night.

"Hey," she purred at me. "Sleep ok?"

I found myself nodding and then staring at her. We were both naked, no doubt about it.

"You got aspirin or something?"

I nodded and got out of bed to find the bottle. That glass of water was still on the table from the night before, so I popped one in my mouth and took a sip before handing her the bottle and the glass.

"Thanks."

I watched her take two and finish off the glass. There's something sexy about watching someone naked drink water. Maybe it's just me.

"If you don't mind, I'm just going to go back to sleep," she murmured as she laid back down on the bed.

I remember looking at the clock and deciding that it would be a good idea to go back to sleep too since I wasn't feeling that great. It was only seven in the morning, so it would've been no big to sleep in some more on that Saturday.

When I woke up again, I stared at the ceiling for a bit. So this is what it feels like to let loose and have a night of fun, I remembered myself thinking. I just didn't anticipate what came next.

One moment I'm looking at the ceiling, the next she's on top of me and smirking.

"Good morning."

"Um, a good morning to you too." There was a predatory glint in her eye again.

And before I knew it, we were at it again.

I guess I couldn't blame that one on the alcohol or pot, but only good-natured lust on my part.

This time, I remembered.

By the time we were done, it was lunch time. She had followed me into the shower and let's just say I've never done 'it' standing up.

"Thanks for letting me crash, uh..."

I think we both laughed.

We never introduced ourselves to each other. But wouldn't it be better if we didn't introduce ourselves? Wasn't that the point of anonymous sex?

She seemed to have the same thought and didn't say anything else as we got dressed.

We parted ways as I headed out to the pizzeria and she somewhere else. I don't think we said anything else after that.

Author's Notes: I wrote this back in November 2012 and completely forgot about it until I went through a folder of things that were labelled as complete.

I know I've used the one night stand storyline in a previous work, but I wanted to focus on something different this time...