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Ron claims to love Kim. Shego truly loves Kim. Kim loves them both, but who will she choose? KiGo.

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It was too dark to see anything in the blackened room. Aside from the occasional pained whimper that cut through the darkness, the room was still. The form residing on the bed buried below green and black clad blankets was beyond repair.

"Princess," the female choked, "I can't do this anymore. I've tried so hard, a-and--"

She couldn't hold herself together any longer. Shego caved in and threw the blankets off of her body. Standing up quickly she moved out of her bed and began to tear her room apart. She summoned her powers, green flames erupting from her hands and dancing up her forearms. The raven haired thief stood before a wall that once was her pride and joy, a tribute to the girl she loved more than anything in the world. Her body tensed as she contemplated tearing down the pictures and notes. Shego drew her hand up, ready to tear down the wall and all of the memories that accompanied it. Something caught her attention at the last moment causing her body to lock up. Tears began to streak her cheeks rapidly as her eyes locked onto the picture before her; it was a candid photograph of her princess and the girl of her dreams... Kim Possible.

Calming the flames that licked at her hands, the green skinned woman took a deep breath before bringing her hand down. She hesitantly brought her fingertips to the picture and traced the outline of the girl's face, bringing back memories of how she would gently push the hair back from the red head's eyes. Drawing her hand back quickly as if she had been burned, Shego stepped back and sat on the edge of her bed.

"I need out. I can't keep doing this to myself," the female sighed.

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It had been almost two years since the green skinned woman had fallen for Kim. For years they were rivals, driven to best one another in combat as if it were a game. Unknown to the teen hero, her opponent had been throwing her punches more and more with every fight. But something changed as time went on, something Kim hadn't realized at first. There had been times when the fiery red head would catch Shego's gaze and could see a sadness in her eyes.

Kim would mask her curiosity and taunt the flame wielder, "What's wrong Shego? Getting sloppy in your old age? It looks like you can hardly keep your focus. If you're not careful I may end up beating you again!"

Shego would snap from her thoughts and launch herself the younger girl, "You wish Possible!"

As usual, their deadly tango would end almost as soon as it began: the thief escaping into the shadows, the hero saving the world once more. But all of that changed one night when Kim and her sidekick boyfriend arrived at one of Drakken's many lairs. Wade had informed them of an anonymous hit on the site. Something wasn't right that time, and Kim could feel it. As soon as they entered the lair, Ron took off after Drakken as usual. Kim had readied herself to fight Shego, but she never appeared. Furious, the red head made her way to the eccentric scientist and grabbed him by the collar.

"Where is she?!" the teen demanded as she shook the sniveling man.

"S-Shego?" Drakken stammered.

The blonde boy placed a hand gingerly on his girlfriend's shoulder, "Easy there K.P."

Jerking away from Ron the teen hero tightened her grip, "Where. Is. Shego."

"She... she left hours ago cursing and screaming. I-I tried to call her many times but she doesn't answer. I'm worried about her," the blue man replied.

Kim released her grip and pushed Drakken to the ground. The evil scientist stayed where he was, rubbing his neck lightly. Ron, apprehensive of Kim's unusual display of character, remained quiet. The red head shook her head as she bit her lip and paced in front of Dr. Drakken.

"You wouldn't have come if I had asked for your help..."

"Save it Drakken," Kim began, "let's go Ron."

With that, the female hero and her male sidekick left the lair. Neither of them exchanged a word the entire way home. Upon her arrival home, Kim made her way to her room and stripped herself of her mission clothes. She flopped down onto her bed and sighed, burying her head into a pillow and stifling a frustrated scream. Remaining that way for a few minutes, she began to doze. It wasn't until the phone rang that she bolted up from her position. Kim glanced at the caller id and growled to herself.

"What is it Ron?"

"Kim, we need to talk. I'm really sorry about blowing you off last night... me and Felix got caught up in our video games."

The red head huffed, "And this is only the hundredth time that's happened."

"What can I say? The Ron Man has a knack for killing zombies," he chuckled uneasily.

"Ron, I'm tired of being second best to your precious video games and I'm tired of you blowing me off." Kim shook her head to herself, "I'm tired of it all Ron."

"Hey, hey..." Ron began, "I'm really sorry. How about I make it up to you tonight?"

"I'm tired Ron, not tonight."

Sighing, the blonde boy spoke once more, "Alright. You do know that I love you, right?"

"Yeah, so you've told me many times."

"And I do love you. I'll let you go now. Goodnight K.P."

"Night."

Kim sat the phone back into its cradle and laid back on her bed once more, drawing her pillow up in her arms and holding it tight to her body. She could feel her eyes threatening to spill tears. Snatching up her Kimmunicator she called Wade asking him to get Monique over to her house ASAP. Within 10 minutes, her best girl friend was by her side, trying her best to console the cracking red head.

"Spill it girl, T.M.E. (tell me everything)."

"I don't even know Mon," Kim began as tears streaked her cheeks rapidly, "I just don't know."

"Your B.F. (boyfriend) again?" Monique waited for a response, which was met with a simple nod. "H.T.T.Y. (hate to tell you) Kim, I'm not surprised."

"He still loves me, I know he does."

Monique shook her head, "Girl, what you need is a reality check, and I'm about to give one to you."

The red head felt a lump form in her throat, "Mon..."

"No Kim, you need to hear this." She stood in front of her friend, "He is not the boy you fell in love with. He's changed, and it's not for the better. Now, I'm tired of hearing you talk about how he pays more attention to his games over you, or how he blows you off to hang out with 'the guys'. You deserve better, girl. You need to find someone who can give you the love you deserve."

Kim remained silent for a moment, "I know."

"T.A.W.I.S. (think about what I said), and get some sleep okay?" Monique spoke before leaving Kim with her thoughts.

The teen hero sniffled a little, taking in her friend's words. She knew Mon was right, but she still loved Ron. Kim dried her eyes and blew her nose before shifting under her blankets and snuggling up with her Pandaroo. She tried to focus on sleeping but her mind was racing a million miles an hour. Sitting up, she reached for another tissue as tears began to fall. Her emotions were on high and she was unaware of a looming presence nearby.

Outside Shego was perched on a nearby branch, watching the poor teenager cry. She felt her stomach knotting up, making her feel uneasy and wanting to flee. The green skinned thief knew all too well how it was to be caught in a relationship that was stagnant. She tried to move from the tree's limb but couldn't. Kim got up and moved to her window, seeking comfort from the only light she could find- the moon. The glowing orb amongst the sea of stars that littered the night sky was full. Its rays found their way to the red head and kissed her skin softly. Shego couldn't help but admire the girl basking in the moonlight. She truly was beautiful, even if she was troubled with sadness.

The two females remained motionless, both trapped in their own different moments. After a few minutes the teen got up and moved back to her bed, curling up with her back to the moon. The thief finally regained control of herself and stood. She weighed her options before taking a step forward. She made contact with the window's ledge and opened it without making a sound. Stepping down onto the carpeted floor, Shego's body tensed as it prepared for a possible fight. The figure on the bed didn't make any unusual movements, so the woman with hair as black as the night pressed on slowly.

"Shego," Kim murmured.

The older female stopped where she was and sulked a little, "Gee Cupcake, you sure suck the fun out of sneaking around don't you? How'd you know I was here?"

"Easy," the red head replied softly, "your scent."

"You trying to say I stink?" Shego remarked as she sat down on the bed beside the younger girl. She could see tears streaking Kim's face and it made her heart ache. Taking a risk, she brushed some of the hair from the hero's face. Realizing that it was totally out of her character to show concern for anyone else, Shego scoffed, "I'd think burnt hair would smell worse than I do." She held a few pieces of the red head's mane in her hand.

"You don't stink," Kim began, "but if you want to burn my hair, fine. I don't care right now."

Shego frowned and merely tucked the few stands behind Kim's ear, "I know I'm totally going to regret this, but we need to talk."

"I'm getting sick of this whole 'we need to talk' shit."

"Since when did you start cursing?" The thief questioned, a little taken back.

Kim huffed a little, "I'm not as nice as everyone thinks or makes me out to be. Now would you please go away?"

The plasma conjurer had been outside since before she had talked with Ron, "So let me guess, problems with the buffoon?"

"It's none of your damn business. And stop calling him that, he has a name."

"Which name would that be? As of late he seems to have earned the title of arrogant prick or stupid asshole," Shego's remark was vitriolic.

"No one else knows him like I know him," Kim shot back. "And you have no right to be calling anyone an arrogant prick or a stupid asshole. Drakken came to us to get help in finding you. You could have saved us the trouble of wasting our time by just answering his calls."

Shego smirked, "Touche. At least I know when someone isn't good for me."

"Get out, now." Kim growled, not wanting to deal with the green skinned woman any longer.

"Make me," the raven haired woman jeered.

Kim shot Shego daggers, "Last warning before I take action. Get. Out."

Before she could realize what was happening, Kim found herself rolled onto her back. She began to struggle, but felt a firm yet gentle grasp pinning her wrists down. Pushing her right leg across the cheerleader's body, Shego proceeded to straddle Kim's middle. The red head struggled against the older female but to no avail. Both were staring into one another's eyes as if seeking answers. Shego looked deeply into Kim's olive green eyes, knowing she didn't have any fight left in her. Kim gazed back into Shego's emerald green eyes, feeling as if she was face to face with a poisonous serpent.

"Kim," the emerald eyed woman began once again, " we need to talk."

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A/N: I don't have a beta reader, and I'm not an English major. Please be gentle with the reviews. Enjoy!