Metamorphosis (An Impossible Quartet 14)

DJ Dubois

July 2009

Notes: Kim Possible and her cohorts belong to Disney. All other characters and sitches are fictional and of my own design. Please send comments to .

Chapter 1 [Yamanuchi Dojo—4 hours following "Zorpox"]

Kim circled the length of the floor with a wooden staff in her hands. Her emerald eyes narrowed focusing on the three ninja opponents—two in white and one in black circling her in turn. Her mouth set itself in a firm line. Her mind was split between this confrontation and the brewing situation in the infirmary with Ron and Yori. "Come on, guys! I don't have all night!"

The three adversaries didn't rise to the bait. Instead they continued their disciplined circling.

Kim felt her temper rising. She wanted to work off some frustration now. "Fine!" She flipped into their midst and exchanged blows with the black suited opponent.

In response, the two whites broke formation and charged her.

Kim smirked as she flipped back over the charging duo. She kicked one of them in the back knocking him into a wall beam. She dispatched the other with a swift karate chop to the base of the neck. Then she landed back on the floor and motioned invitingly with her hands to the black ninja once more. "Give up?" She went into a dragon formation.

Black took up the dance with her.

For almost ten more minutes the fire hair and her opponent feinted and sparred. Each responded almost instinctively to the other. They bobbed and wove. They kicked and met staff on staff.

She finally hit the floor and swung her left leg faster than a cobra would. The foot took out the black ninja's legs. She put her foot gently in the middle of that one's chest. "Tag. You're it."

Hirotaka unmasked and flung his mask to the wood in frustration. "I have no discipline!" He shook his head at his classmates who were just rousing themselves. "It is over. Leave us."

The others bowed and staggered from the room.

He groused, "You fight well, Kim Possible. I see much improvement in your technique since our high school encounter. I made it too easy."

"Don't harsh on yourself, Hiro. You kept up with me. That's better than most of the GJ agents do," she complimented.

He nodded. "I appreciate the nice words but Master Sensei needs me at best. You are concerned about Stoppable San and Yori. They are strong. Stronger than you think." Seeing her anger, he shrugged. "I have seen much since he started his training with us."

"As have we all," she relented while easing up. "And see? You're already on the right track. You're looking at the bigger picture."

"Life is full of tests and responsibility, Kim Possible. You and Trousseau San learn this now," he assessed.

Before they could go any further, Rick rushed into the Dojo. "Guys! Yori's awake! Sensei's going to try something for Ron."

"She is? SPANKING!" She ran over and hugged her BF. "I hope it works!"

"Me too. You know how I feel." He put his hand under her chin and raised her eyes to meet his. "We'll get through this. As I said before we left Amsterdam, we're a family. And I love you, Kim."

"Yeah. I love you too." She planted a lip lock on him. "Let's see how they're doing." She took his hand.

"Follow me, Miss Possible," Rick declared while leading her from the room.

Hirotaka frowned. I'm glad I do not have a girlfriend. He shrugged and heavily popped some gum in his mouth.

[Infirmary]

Rufus sat between his humans and fretted over them. He wanted them both on their feet and living their lives. He knew Ron was still with him from the eye motions and twitches. He could see Yori's eyes periodically open and look toward the ceiling.

"Have faith, Rufus San," she whispered. "We…will not let Ron San go without fight."

"Indeed not, Yori Chan. It is good that you are awake. Can you remember what happened?" Sensei queried in Japanese.

"No, Master Sensei. All I know is we were in marketplace. Ron San was speaking with Farsuka San about vegetables. There was this scent in the air. The pollen was overwhelming. He fell to the ground and so did I. Forgive me for the display," she explained.

"There is nothing to forgive, Yori. You are concerned for your husband. That is all. Your love is inspiring. Treasure it. We will need you to fight for him, I fear," Sensei advised.

"I will." She squeezed Ron's hand in hers and kissed his cheek. "I will not let him go."

"That is all I need to know," he concurred. "At Dawn, we shall be ready for a ceremony. Prepare yourself for a spiritual battle." At that moment, he saw Kim and Rick rush in. "As you can see, all is coming together, my friends."

"Hey! You're awake!" Kim realized as she hugged Yori tightly.

"Hai. I am. Ron San though is not," Yori pointed out. "Are you all right, Kim?"

"I'm sick over this. I want Ron to wake up. I want him to whine about nacos and hear about his tripping not to mention his training," Kim elaborated.

"We all want Ron back in one piece, Yori," Rick assured her.

"We will need that dedication in the morning," Sensei noted. "At Dawn, we will have a ceremony. I will seek to channel the energies of the Light into him and reawaken him. Say your prayers, my friends. Meditate and cleanse your souls on this night."

"What's the 411 on Miranda? I thought she'd be here watching over things," Kim supposed.

"I have sent her to the gardens to begin her own meditation process. Her strength will be needed," Sensei advised. "Go and talk to her. I am sure you two can share much."

"Hai. Domo, Sensei Sama." Yori bowed to her teacher. "Kim, I shall return to speak with you. I need your strength, Sister."

"No big. As if !" Kim hugged her former rival. "Go and have your convag with Miranda. Then we'll meditate up a storm for Ron. Got it?"

Yori smiled. "Hai. I have 'got it' as you Americans like to say. Domo." With that, she left the area.

"Hey, Kim, it's going to be okay," Rick assured her once again.

"I know. Yori and I won't let it be any other way," Kim agreed. Come back to us, Ron! You can do it!