by Robert Teague
This story is written solely for the entertainment of Kim Possible fans, and no copyright infringment is intended. This story may be reproduced, provided no changes are made, and you let me know.
Author's Note:
This is a one-shot taking place between chapters 10 and 11 of "Legacy in Green and Black".
I've never done a fic like this before, but I'm trying to expand my horizons as a writer and editor. So I decided to tell the tale of how Adrena-Lynn and Yori got together as a couple. It gets a bit graphic, but I don't believe over the line between "R" and "X".
After thinking about it for some time, I decided that not all of the story has been told, so the 'morning after' has been added as second chapter.
Chapter 1
Yori woke up suddenly in her darkened bedroom. Her well-honed ninja instincts told her something was going on. She lay still, not even opening her eyes, her every sense straining to find the smallest hint of what it was.
Then she remembered that Wade-san had put security measures around the apartment she shared with Adrena-chan after the latter's kidnapping. She relaxed, knowing there was no immediate danger. She opened her eyes and looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was 1:14 AM.
She wondered what had awakened her. There was an eight-hour time difference between the locations of Middleton and Yamanouchi, but her body had long since adjusted to that.
Maybe it was this bed. For years she had slept on a hard mat on the floor of her room at Yamanouchi, and this American-style bed was a huge change. It was far too big, far too soft, and far too high.
She decided that, for her own peace of mind, she should check the apartment herself. She slipped out of bed, grabbed a couple of shuriken (just in case), and put her hand on the doorknob before she thought it might be wise to put something on, first.
She preferred sleeping naked, but this was not a time to be that way. She slipped on a t-shirt and some cutoff jeans, and opened the door slowly.
In the hall, she found Adrena's door open and the room vacant. No lights were on. The bathroom door was open, and the lights off, so she wasn't in there. A blue glow from the living room showed something was going on.
Then she heard a low moan from the living room. What had happened? Was Adrena-chan hurt?
She crept to the end of the hall and peeked into the living room, throwing stars at the
ready.
Adrena-chan was sitting on the far end of the couch, watching the television. She was wearing headphones, obviously to not disturb her. She decided to honor her roommate's intent and go back to bed when a second moan caught her attention.
With a start, Yori realized it wasn't from pain, but from passion. She took a better look at what was going on.
Adrena-chan had her hands under her nightshirt, one on her breasts, the other in her nether regions. She moaned again, wriggling her hips and throwing her head back.
Yori looked at the TV to see what Adrena-chan found so exciting. She could see a couple of writhing bodies, but not much else. Finally the two on the screen separated, and she could see it was a girl with blonde hair with an Asian girl. They looked at each other and smiled, then put their bodies together again and kissed passionately.
This was confirmation for what she had suspected for some time; that Adrena-chan was a lesbian.
The movie ended, and with a quick manipulation of the remote another started. Again, the people involved were a blonde girl and an Asian girl. Yori smiled to herself. That explained the looks she sometimes caught from Adrena-chan.
When she had first moved in, she had forgotten the American prudishness about casual nudity,
and had taken off her clothes before going to the bathroom for a shower. Adrena happened
to come out of her bedroom at the same time and stopped, eyes wide.
She apologised for embarrassing Adrena-chan, and promised not to do it again. But Adrena-chan had apologised in her turn, saying she didn't mind, she was just startled. And after that she had started the same practice. As Adrena-chan had also adopted some other Japanese ways of doing things, like removing shoes at the door, Yori hadn't thought anything else of it.
Yori went back to her bedroom and put away the shuriken. She stood and thought about the situation for a few minutes, and decided this was an opportunity she couldn't pass up.
Yori was attracted to Adrena-chan because of her sharp mind, good sense of humor, and wide knowledge and experience. She was also rapidly learning Japanese. In the time they had spent together, they discovered a number of interests in common as well. That Adrena-chan was pretty was a bonus. Yori had always found girls to be just as attractive as boys.
She had considered telling Adrena-chan how she felt and starting a physical relationship with her, but only briefly. She thought it not worth the risk of losing a friend and a place to live if she were wrong. And now she knew for sure she wasn't.
Perhaps the fates had led her to this discovery, but it was up to her to pursue it. She went back to the living room to find Adrena-chan still engrossed in the movie and her own pleasure.
She lightly sat down on the couch a foot away from Adrena-chan, and started watching the movie. She wasn't noticed.
Even in an isolated place like Yamanouchi she had heard of movies like this. She had even seen them for sale in Tokyo. But she had never watched one before, and found it to be quite exciting. She found it difficult not to engage in self-pleasure, but she didn't want to disturb Adrena-chan, so forced herself to sit quietly.
Adrena had closed her eyes and was making sounds of passion, which caused Yori to blush a bit. Finally she reached a climax that made her throw back her head and keen between her firmly closed lips.
When it passed, she sighed and watched a few more minutes of the movie, then turned it off.
Suddenly she became aware of an unexpected presence beside her. She gasped, and half-rose from the couch.
"Konnichiwa, Adrena-chan," said Yori, ducking her head.
"H- how long have you been sitting there?" Adrena asked, eyes wide.
Yori looked at the clock on the side table. "About forty minutes."
Adrena gulped. "Then you saw everything?" She stood up completely.
"Hai," answered Yori.
"The movie, and me...?" Adrena asked in a faint voice.
"Hai," said Yori.
"Oh, God," said Adrena, and put her hands over her face.
Yori looked at Adrena, and decided to tease her just a little before telling her it was all right.
"So, not only are you a criminal, you are also lesbian?" asked Yori.
Adrena just nodded, not trusting her voice.
"And judging by the movies you watch you prefer the company of Asian girls?" she asked,
waving at the TV.
Again, Adrena nodded.
"When were you going to tell me this?" asked Yori, trying not to grin.
Adrena sat down heavily on the couch. "I wasn't. I never wanted you to know! But now you've found out about me and you'll hate me and move out, and I'll never see you again!" Tears appeared in Adrena's eyes.
It was time to quit teasing. "Adrena-chan, do you find me attractive?"
"Oh, yes! You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met!" said Adrena, "But I was happy just
having your friendship and company, and I would never come on to you and risk losing that,
please believe me!"
Yori reached over and took Adrena's hand. "I am very happy to learn this about you, as I am attracted to you as well." She smiled at her friend.
"You- you are? Really?" asked Adrena, with hope in her voice.
"Hai, very much," replied Yori.
"But I thought you liked boys," said Adrena.
"I do, but I am attracted to girls just as much as boys," was the reply.
Yori stood up. "Adrena-chan, why do you want me? I am not warm and soft as other girls, my
body is hard and..." she frowned, searching for the right English word. "...all muscle"
She glanced at the darkened TV. "Is it because I am Japanese?"
"Oh, no, Yori, it's..." she stopped and sighed. "Well, since it seems to be True Confessions
around here, I'll tell the truth. I admit that's what attracted me to you at first. But
since we've become friends and gotten to know each other, I really like you. You're quiet
and soft-spoken, and consider each word before you say it. You're a lot of fun to be with,
and you have a subtle sense of humor that I like. And you're a good teacher."
"I see. So, you want me for my mind. My body is not good enough," she answered.
Adrena gaped at Yori, then laughed. "See? That's what I'm talking about."
Yori smiled too, then grew serious. "Adrena-chan, have you considered the other side of having a relation with me? I am ninja, and what I do can be very dangerous. The day may come when I don't return from a mission."
"If that day ever comes, I'll grieve, but I'll be eternally grateful for what we had," was the answer.
Yori straddled Adrena's knees, and bare female flesh slid against bare female flesh until they were nose to nose with only two thin layers of cloth separating their bodies. They both shivered with the sensation.
Yori put her arms around Adrena's neck, and Adrena's arms circled Yori's waist.
They kissed, a long, lingering kiss filled with the promise of many delights to come.
Yori muttered something in Japanese.
"Sorry? I didn't catch that," said Adrena.
"I said the gods have smiled upon a humble ninja," said Yori.
At Adrena's puzzled look she added, "When I came to Middleton with Ron-kun, it was only for Sensei's vision, and I expected to return to Japan afterward and seek employment with those have use for my skills.
I did not expect the honor of becoming a member of a team well-known and well-respected around the world. Now I have a home. And the latest gift, someone to share it with."
With that they kissed again, deeper and longer. Their tongues intertwined, and they each tasted deeply of the other.
When they separated, Adrena pulled the bottom of Yori's t-shirt up an inch, then stopped.
Yori smiled and nodded, and raised her arms over her head. Adrena removed the shirt, leaving her new lover clad only in cutoff jeans.
"You ARE all muscle," Adrena commented, studying the body of the girl sitting on her lap.
Yori had some muscle definition. Her breasts were well-proportioned for her stature, firm
and high, with small dark nipples. There were also sparse tufts of black hair under her arms.
"You say that as though you have not seen it before," said Yori. She reached down and grasped Adrena's t-shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her only in panties. Adrena's body was trim and firm, but not hard. Her breasts were firm with no hint of sag. Her nipples large and pink. And rock-hard.
Their bodies, no longer separated by cloth, melted together and they revelled in the sweet friction. They rained kisses on each others faces, necks, shoulders, and breasts.
"Oh, I have dreamed of this for so long..." breathed Adrena, hugging Yori tightly.
After a minute Yori pulled back. "I wish to understand. What do you like about Asian girls?"
"Everything! Hair, eyes, skin tone; it's a fetish I have," was the answer.
Yori cocked her head. "What is fetish?"
"Oh, that's something you really like that makes sex more intense," said Adrena. "For me, just touching your golden skin makes me excited."
Yori smiled and blushed a bit. "But my skin feels no different than yours."
"Yes, but it LOOKS different. And I find that fascinating," said Adrena.
"What about someone dark-skinned like Monique-chan?" asked Yori.
"Monique is certainly beautiful, but she's not Asian," answered Adrena.
"I think I see," said Yori, then leaned forward. "Would you like to know my fetish?" she asked in a whisper.
"Only if you want to tell me," answered Adrena.
Yori whispered in Adrena's ear. "I sometimes like to be tied up and hurt a little. Then when I reach the top of the mountain, it is much higher."
Adrena raised an eyebrow. "I'm not into that, myself, but if you like it, I'll try." She looked at Yori. "But not tonight. Tonight I just want to explore my Golden Treasure."
Yori giggled. "We have a problem, then."
Adrena looked stricken. Surely Yori wasn't going to stop now...?
"Whose bedroom do we use?" she finished, smirking and knowing perfectly well how what she said had affected Adrena.
"Oh, you," said Adrena, then grasped Yori firmly and stood up, holding the other girl off the floor.
"I know at least seven ways to make you let go of me," said Yori, smiling.
"Oh yeah?" said Adrena, then kissed her. "How about now?"
"I seem to have forgotten them," said Yori.
"Good," said Adrena, and began walking towards the bedrooms with Yori in her arms.
"There is one other problem..." said Adrena.
"Ah?" asked Yori.
"What do we tell the others?" Adrena said, and carried Yori down the corridor, and towards paradise.