A/N: I don't own Kim Possible or characters. If you're easily offended, please leave, if not for your own good then for the good of the people who actually like it. Thanks.

I soaked in the bliss of the precious gift that this person gave me. This person's long, soft and well cared for hair ran through my fingers as I pulled them into a kiss. This person kissed me back so much passion that it was unmistakably love that radiated between us.

"Thank you," I whispered into this person's ear.

"Anything for the one I love," was the reply. I stared at this person, knowing this was my soul mate. I tried my hardest to burn the image into my memory. The moment I looked away, though, the image left only an impression. I can never remember this person. I can't remember the gender, the skin tone, or anything. I can barely remember our conversations. I looked at my lover's eyes and got lost for a while until one of us challenged the other with a kiss.

Our Passions rose.

After another session of love making, my lover pulled me into an embrace. Even just laying there, wrapped together in peace made me feel blissful. But unable to see this person, I couldn't remember what this person looked like. I kissed a smooth shoulder, closed my eyes, and caressed the skin with my lips until I heard a quiet moan. An alarm went off somewhere in the background. I loathed the sound. My lover sighed.

"I have to go."

I gripped the person in my arms tighter and shook my head. My lover pulled my arms away and rolled away from me. I propped myself up on an elbow and hand. I gazed at my lover as clothing was searched for half-heartedly.

"Please," I said.

"Please, what, Love?"

"Please tell me… Tell me who you are."

The response was a stopping of all actions. My lover didn't turn around; just stared at the wall, holding a piece of clothing.

"You still don't know? I tell you every time we're together."

"No you don't. I'd remember your name if you told me."

My lover shook "no."

"Words are meaningless, Love. I tell you in everything we do."

I could hear the palpable disappointment at the fact that I just couldn't get it. My frustration at my ignorance filled my heart. Apparently my love knew me good enough to sense this. After dressing, my lover came over and embraced me. Tears came to my eyes and spilled over as I mourned my inability to love this person and remember them.

"I have to go now. I love you."

My love kissed me and began to depart. My soul mate stopped at the door, though; something this person never did was hesitate. But my love hesitated, turned half way and said something to me that reverberated in my skull time and again. My lover then left the room. A few moments later, I followed.

I awoke to my alarm. I smashed the snooze button and stared into space. What the person had said in my dreams repeated again and again.

Be safe, Princess

I shook my head as tears spilled down my cheeks.

Tears of Knowledge.

Tears of Wonderment.

Tears of Bliss.

My Kimmunicator broke my trance. I wiped away my tears and answered.

"Go, Wade."

"Hey, Kim. Got a hit on Drakken and Shego. It seems they've got something going on and need a part from a high tech. science lab."

I grinned widely and felt my eyes sparkle.

"I'm on it, Wade. Got my transport?"

"Always!"