Disclaimer: The Walt Disney Company owns the rights to the series Kim Possible. I receive nothing for this endeavor but a few reviews.

Author's Notes: This is not my story of Toshimu, the warrior who created the Yamanouchi School atop a high mountain in fourth Century Feudal Japan and who wielded the Lotus Blade. This tale was told to me by a very old, white haired, long Fu Manchu bewhiskered man who sounded very similar to George Takei of Star Trek fame. He knocked on my door one rainy morning, told me he had read my exceptional work (his word, not mine) and begged me to write down this saga. The wise old man told me everyone in this story spoke Japanese so he translated the conversations in it for me and you. Or... maybe his visit was all a dream.

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Toshimu's Story

Chapter 1

The fair-skinned, auburn-haired girl quietly, and with deliberate ceremony, opened the sliding paper partition, entered the room and closed the door behind her. She turned and, while never looking up from the floor, shuffled forward in her tight kimono toward the Japanese warrior lying on the two tiered platform bed before her. She stopped ten feet in front of the man and knelt, bowing with her head on the floor and arms stretched out before her. "You summoned me Master Toshimu?"

"Yes I did," the warrior grunted menacingly. "Sit up and face me!" The sixteen year old girl followed orders, sat with her bare feet under her body and her head still slightly bowed before the man whom she served. "I said FACE ME!" Startled, the young woman slowly lifted her head and looked at Toshimu for the first time since entering the room. "That is better," the man growled and looked over the girl. He patted the cushion on the lower tier. "Come here girl and talk to me."

"Yes Master Toshimu," the auburn-haired beauty said and rose to her feet. She again took small quick steps and knelt on the cushion before starting to undo the obi around her waist. "Though I am only sixteen years of age, do you desire me?"

"NO!" the warrior barked loudly and backhanded her across the face. "You are gaikokujin, a foreigner. I do not want to sully my lineage with a halfbreed child!" His facial features softened as he laid back on the mat. "Besides, I am more than twice your age and it would not be civilized to take you before you blossom. I only wish to talk to you. I occasionally like to talk to my servants and you have been in my service for a month now."

"I apologize Master Toshimu," The girl bowed and prostrated herself before him, "I misunderstood the meaning of your summons. I was led to believe all your female servants were to be available for your sexual needs."

"Normally that is true but you have not been long here in this country," the older man said. "You are still learning our customs." He paused briefly as he pondered the situation. "You have a fine grasp of the Japanese language."

"I have had no problem learning the language," the young woman said as she sat up. "It was the only way for me to obtain work so I could live."

"Your name is Kim Possible, correct?" The girl nodded once. "Where are your parents?" the older man asked. "Surely they are around to provide for you."

"No Master Toshimu. They were lost at sea when our boat sank."

"I am sorry to hear that. Please tell me about them," the old warrior begged, seemingly curious about his new servant.

"I am from a far away place," the young woman started, "from a land that is called England. My father was a builder and explorer of far away places. He built boats to sail the ocean in search of fish to feed our village and to explore the coasts to the north and south of us. My mother was a healer who specialized in ailments of the head. She believed our minds, our intelligence is located there and she treated everyone with care and kindness." Tears started to leak from the corners of her eyes.

"They sound like they were wonderful people," the warrior softly said. "Tell me, how did you arrive in Japan?"

The girl wiped her eyes and sat up straight. "As I said, my father was a boat builder. He designed one that was twice as large as all the others he had made before and the people of our village thought it wouldn't float. To prove them wrong, he boarded the craft himself with his wife and me leaving his twin sons, my brothers Jim and Tim, in the village to build other boats. My brothers are younger than I but are clever that way. We also brought along our next door neighbors who believed in my father's work. Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable and their son Ron, my very close friend, joined us as we set out for a three day trip. On the second day we encountered a storm that tossed us around and blew us off course. We sailed for months and months landing occasionally for provisions, but the places we found were very hostile to foreigners. We continued to sail for over a year before we encountered a typhoon that wrecked our vessel on a rocky shore not far from here. We were all thrown overboard and Ron and I were lucky enough to find and hold onto part of the main mast. We found ourselves on shore when the storm ended and searched for our parents for many days. Ron and I presume they drown since we couldn't find any trace of them. We were taken in by a kind, elderly couple who taught us the language and, in return, we worked in their rice fields. We labored beside them for a month before there was an unfortunate accident which killed the man. The old woman left to live in Edo with her sister, but arranged for me to work in your kitchen before she left. Ron got a job with the Blacksmith in town."

"Aha! So you are the one who started a fire in the kitchen on her very first day," Toshimu mused in realization.

"Hai Master Toshimu! I am so sorry for that!" Kim cried and prostrated herself. "I told Nooni, the Mistress of the Kitchen, I had no talents in there!"

"It caused only minor damage," the warrior waved off the incident. "Tell me what happened."

"Nooni ordered me to boil some water for rice," Kim meekly said as she slouched with her head bowed in embarrassment. "The water somehow caught on fire."

"You let the water boil away," Toshimu tried to clarify, "and the pot burned."

"Oh No Master," the young woman squealed as her face reddened, "the water actually started to burn!"

The warrior stared at the auburn-haired Caucasian for all of ten seconds before he let out a long raucous laugh. When he finally settled down he said, "That is quite a feat. What do you do in the kitchen if you can not cook?"

"Nooni told everyone," Kim said with pride, "if I can start a fire like I did, then I should be the one to tend the fire and keep it going. I gather and chop all the wood and kindling each day so Nooni and the other ladies can concentrate on their duties."

"I have noticed when you leave early in the morning to gather the wood," Toshimu said seriously. "But you are gone far too long for the amount of wood you bring back. What do you do out there besides gather firewood?"

"I... I'd rather not say Master Toshimu," Kim said as she shrank in on herself. "It is not ladylike."

"Please tell me Kim," the warrior begged. "I will not judge you if it is sexual in nature or unseemly."

"OH NO!," Kim vehemently denied, "it is nothing like that!"

"Then what do you do in the forest so early in the morning?"

"I... I practice Martial Arts," the young beauty squeaked and turned from her employer with a deep blush.

"How would you know Martial Arts?" Toshimu asked totally taken aback at the idea of a woman, let alone a mere girl practicing a warrior's art.

"Well," Kim's blush faded a bit as she sat up and smiled, "my job in the kitchen doesn't take much time so I watch the guards when they do their kata in the morning and spar throughout the day. The next morning when I go out and meet Ron, I show him what I observed the previous day. We practice and have gotten fairly good at sparring."

"Show me," Toshimu said as he got up and walked to the middle of the room. He took a defensive stance and waved her over with a one finger taunt.

"Master Toshimu! I'm... I'm not dressed for combat!" Km squealed in embarrassment.

"You go out into the woods dressed as you are," the warrior said as he got out of his stance. "How do you practice while wearing your kimono?"

"I... I take it off when I am with Ron," Kim said as her blush amped up and she shied her head. "As you said, we are both gaikokujin. Since neither of us will otherwise find a mate, we will marry soon and I don't mind him seeing me without my kimono."

The warrior let out with his raucous laugh before he got back in his stance. "I want to see your fighting abilities. Take off your clothes and come at me in your undergarments."

"I..." Kim blushed and faltered.

"THAT IS AN ORDER!" Toshimu roared.

Kim demurely stood and turned away from the man. "I don't have undergarments now Master Toshimu." She untied her obi and let the sash fall to the floor. "The only ones I had after the ship wreak have worn out and I can not afford new ones with the salary I'm paid for my work. I don't even have a pair sandals for my feet."

"Then face off with me as you would with your Ron," the man grunted. "I am tired of your excuses and you know I do not want you sexually. Come at me... NOW!!"

Kim straightened up and swiftly shed her kimono before she turned. She wore a determined look on her face and nothing else on her body as she snapped into an offensive stance and somersaulted off the raised platform at the warrior.

Toshimu sidestepped the initial straight leg that came at his head but didn't expect the young girl to twist and pivot in the air and catch the back of his neck with a spinning kick.

"That was an interesting move," the warrior said with a grin as he rubbed his neck, "but you will not catch me unaware again."

"Don't be so sure," Kim muttered to herself and grinned wickedly as she launched into a flurry of chops and kicks that backed her opponent up. Toshimu parried all her blows until Kim suddenly cartwheeled and came at him from behind. A swift snap kick to his back landed Toshimu in a painful face plant to the floor. Kim stopped in her tracks as both of her hands shot up to cover her mouth. "I am so sorry Master Toshimu," she squeaked.

"Don't be," the warrior huffed as he got up off the floor and brushed off his robe. "Never be sorry for what you do to an opponent. How long have you been practicing Martial Arts?"

"Only for the month I have been in your employment Master Toshimu," Kim said and bowed her head in submission. "Have I done something wrong?"

"No. On the contrary," Toshimu laughed as he picked up the kimono and tossed it to his auburn-haired servant, "you have learned more in a month than many of my guards have in over two years training. But a lot of your moves are unconventional and you use more than one technique."

"I have had to improvise since I do not have a proper teacher," Kim said as she quickly donned the tight dress. "A lot of it comes naturally to me for some reason."

"Some of the moves reminded me of the monkeys of the forest around this house," Toshimu observed.

"Hai," Kim practically beamed. "When Ron and I spar in the morning, a few monkeys come and watch us. They also help me gather the wood and I watch them move about, although Ron is quite afraid of them. They are quite agile, almost graceful in their movements through the trees. I have tried to imitate them with some of my attacks, like my initial move."

"You are quite observant," Toshimu marveled. "I too have watched them move through the forest around us. I have been considering creating a Monkey-style Kung Fu. I want to call it Tai Zing Peq Quar. Perhaps we could work on it together."

"I would never presume to know enough to create a new style of Martial Arts," Kim said abashedly as she glanced around the room. "I, I really should be getting back to my job now. Nooni demands the kitchen fire to be kept very hot when she cooks."

"Very well Kim," Toshimu said as he laid back down on the raised platform. "But you will come and talk to me tonight after you finish your work."

"I-I..." Kim stuttered and looked anywhere in the room but at the man.

"Or, are you meeting your Ron tonight after work?" he asked slyly.

"I..." Kim started again before she hung her head. "Hai Master Toshimu. Ron and I are to meet in the woods tonight. We are going to take our vows and become husband and wife."

"Do you not wish to marry properly in a temple?"

"No Master Toshimu," Kim smiled at the man. "Ron and I are Druids and worship the Deities in Nature."

"Okay Kim," Toshimu laughed, "you are excused for tonight. But you will be called to see me tomorrow. We will talk at that time."

"Hai Master Toshimu," Kim whole-hearted agreed with a single nod of the head. "I will expect your summons tomorrow!"

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This story is short, only six chapters long. I'll post when I can but in the meantime I'm working on the sequel to The Monkey and The Coyote.