A/N- I don't own any of these characters. They belong to the respectable owners of Kim Possible. Yuri. Kigo. Don't like, don't read. Reviews are welcomed! -Zero.

Sweat poured down Kim's forehead. The heat on the stage was almost too much to bear. She pulled on her collar, hoping it would cool her down a little. She quickly put her hand back on the strings, strumming at the right moment.

"What's wrong, Princess, too hot?" Her fellow guitarist, Shego, snorted.

"You're looking pretty beat yourself, Shego." Kim snarled a response.

"That's your fault, Cutie. Not the heat." She winked. Kim glared. The years of being in the band had all the same outcome. Mocking, teasing, annoying…Shego. Kim was never sure why she'd let her into the band. Other than her amazing skill with the guitar.

"Quiet, you two! Keep at it, the concert is almost over!" Their manager, blue skinned and black haired yelled at them. The drummer, Ron, rolled his eyes.

"When can we fire that guy…" He mumbled.

The guitar solo rang out into the screaming fans, and the lights went dim.

"Thank you!" Shego shouted.

"It's been fun! Later!" Kim yelled to them.

The three retreated from the stage, handing off their instruments to whoever took them. They went their separate ways as they reached dressing rooms.

"Ah, I need a shower." Kim snorted as she stepped inside. Good thing Drakken had done something right and gotten them temporary rooms. Kim stared at the door in the mirror. She'll be here soon.

The red-head stepped into the heat of the shower and let the water pound against her skin. She shivered at the thought of the concert. Anger flared when she remember Shego's taunts. She'll pay for that later. As the teen stepped out of the bathroom in her robe, she combed her hair and sighed. She turned to grab a fresh set of clothing. There was a knock on the door.

She looked up.

"Come in."

A chuckled, and the door opened.

"Hey, Cupcake. Good show." The dark haired woman said, closing the door behind her.

"Yeah…You too. It was fun." Shego walked up to the teenager and immediately put a hand on her face.

"I was kind of anxious to get off stage, though. I wonder why." She whispered, trailing her lips over Kim's collar bone. Kim suppressed a moan. Shego untied the red-head's bath robe. It always happened so quickly, Kim had no time to respond.

"Sh-Shego…We can't…we…" Kim breathed as Shego let her hands roam.

"We can't what, Kimmie-cub?" Shego smirked.

"How l-long….how long can we keep this up?" Kim finally managed.

"Why, as long as I want." Shego said carefully. She received a glare.

"What if I get a boyfriend…Or if somebody finds out…?"

"That's easy. I pull the whole protective sister roll when the boy shows up," Kim in took a sharp breath, "And if somebody finds out, then, well…We pay them to shut the fuck up."

"Sh…Shego…"

"I know." Suddenly serious, Shego began to undress herself. She kissed kim fast, and hungrily. Not passionate, not loving. Just needy.

"You want more out of this."

Kim nodded, it was all she could manage. There was silence, other than Kim's fast breathing. Shego eventually stood from their place on the floor, and put her clothing back on.

"W-well?" Kim said suddenly.

"You know my answer."

"Dammit, Shego! You always do this to me! Why!?" Kim shot angrily.

"You know why, Kimmie. I'm just not one for serious relationships." Shego smirked, "And you know you're not, either." Kim glared at her.

"Fuck off, Shego!" Kim spat, and pushed the taller girl out of her room.

Ouch. I hope she's not too mad. I was hoping to see her later tonight on the bus. Or at least before our next concert. Shego thought to herself. ………She'll get over it. She always does.

Shego smiled as she walked down the hall, to go get ready to leave.