Different lab, same sitch. Big machine, overcomplicated plot to take over the world, Drakken rambling about his newest scheme. "Ron, get the remote while I take care of Shego."
"You got it, KP."
She dropped down feet from Kim, hands already glowing. "Aw, Princess, you want to take care of me? That's so sweet." She dodged Kim's kick and aimed a fireball that missed by inches.
They spun and leapt across the room. To Kim, Ron and Drakken might have been on another planet. Her entire world consisted of the sneering woman trying to hit her. She had fought villains across the world, but none of them made her feel alive the way Shego did. They were actually equally matched, and there was a certain grace to their moves. Perfectly coordinated. Both striking but rarely making contact. Never truly hurting each other, but fighting with such vehemence all the same.
"Tired yet, Pumpkin?" Shego taunted, jumping out of reach and lobbing another fireball.
"Not at all!" Kim dodged and replied with several quick punches, "I'm just getting started."
"Know what I think, Princess? I think you don't want to catch me again. You like dancing with me too much."
Kim growled to hide her rising blush. She'd never exactly thought that, but it was true fighting crime wasn't as fulfilling when Shego was in prison. "Know what I think, Shego? I think this time is different. You're going down, and getting locked up for a nice long time," why did her heart drop as she said it?
Kim leapt, kicked off the wall with one foot, and flung herself at her nemesis. She grabbed her wrist below the green flame, which Shego immediately put out. Then they were on the floor, Kim on top with Shego pinned beneath her. Their faces were inches apart.
"Maybe I was wrong, Princess," Shego's voice was lower now and Kim suddenly noticed the guys were no longer in the lab, "Maybe you wanted to catch me after all." She reached up and pressed her black lips to Kim's pink ones. Kim was frozen, but only for a shocked instant.
The kiss was sweet and rough, as though they were still dancing in battle. They writhed together on the floor like they were still trying to win dominance. But there was a gentle undertone, one that spoke of possibilities in another world. It wasn't heaven, heaven is peaceful. It was perfection, fulfilling a need deep in them both. Yet it ended far too soon.
"Shego! We do not make out with the enemy!"
"Kim! Was she kissing you?"
Kim jumped back, blushing furiously, but Shego just laughed as she got to her feet. She followed Drakken, throwing a wink and a wave over her shoulder. "Until next time, Princess."