This is a Kigo.

Okay Readers I want to get one thing strait. This entire fic is in chronological order, but the chapters dont start where I left off. Do not think that everthign will be explained. This is just how I am writing it.

This fic is just kind of blips in both Kim and Shego's lives that push them closer together. BLIPS.

So if you get confused or something and its not because of a typo, it was on purpose.

Thank you and enjoy.


"So how is it? Did you like the food?" Ron Stoppable asked. Eight years had passed since high school and the young man had grown to be a physically matured adult. His hair was a bit shaggier and he had a decent amount of stubble on his chin and face. His face was still boyish though. He went off to a cooking school, though he did not want to go, his best friend sitting across from him convinced him other wise. And now he owned his very own restaurant. He would always have his friends sample new dishes for him because who was more honest with him then his friends?

Kim Possible sat across from him dabbing at her lips with a white paper napkin. Over the pass eight years she had developed as a woman and crime fighter. Soloing missions since Ron had gone off to school had helped Kim mature a lot. She went to school and got a degree in criminal justice. The red head also picked up a degree in travel for the heck of it. She will soon be starting a career with Global Justice, working directly for the lady in charge. Dr. Betty Director has been grooming her for years.

"Well it wasn't that bad. . ."

"It wasn't that bad? Come on KP! I need some really criticism here! How can I feed it to my customers if not even my best friend will give me an honest opinion!" Ron griped loudly, Waving his arms up in the air. Kim half expected Rufus to appear onto the table but she knew better than that, now.

Rufus had died about 4 years back. Ron really never recovered from the loss. Even named the restaurant after the small guy. Some one stupidly made the mistake of suggesting he got a new one. You just can't replace THE naked mole rat. No one could. He held a special place in Ron's heart and pocket. Its not like they stopped talking about the small guy. He was brought up a lot actually. But it's still a sad loss.

"Fine. You want my honest opinion?"

Ron stared back into her olive green eyes.

"Yes."

"It tasted okay. But it's a very intimidating meal. I felt like it almost dared me to even try to consume it." I had stated.

"What? Well that's good! Its not called the Nine Column Burrito Godzilla Tokyo Attack Supreme for nothing!" Yes is was basically nine 8 inch burritos stood up on a base of sushi rolls with blacken alligator filling anything in between the nine columns of tex-mex horror. Then Ron Man's secret recipe queso was poured over the top of that with one fork impaled in the very center of the mountain of cheese. The Japanese chef said that only a demon such as Ron Stoppables stomach, could truly savor the meal. Oh yeah forgot the slap yo'momma seasoning sprinkled on top of the cheese. It came with a side of wasabi, pickled ginger. Needs to come with a bucket too.

"Ron. What makes you think I could finish that? I could hardly chip at it." I complained. He then shot me some kind of "don't pull that bull shit with me" kind of expression.

"You're Kim Possible! You can do anything!" He quoted. I glared at his stupid expression.

"If I want to. I most certainly don't want to finish this." Then he sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Oh no I already see whats happening.

"That's a really shame that Kim Possible is scarred to even finish some meal. What a chicken. Maybe its because there is chicken in the burritos she wont eat the Nine Column Burrito Godzilla Tokyo Attack Supreme. It would be cannibalism."

Oh you bastard. But I won't fall for that! I am a grown woman! I can easily just walk away!

"That will so not work this time. And anyways you said it wouldn't take me to long. I am late for my meeting." I got up and began to walk away. Ron started yelling crazy stuff at me though. He was right behind me though. Ear damage much?

"Kim! You're just running away from the inevitable. Sooner or later you will have to face this trial! If you don't I will be lost!"

Though I was trying to ignore him and act stern I couldn't hide the smile on my face. The moment I got past the hostess stand my whole body starting sending the message "DANGER" to my brain.


What a fucking dreadful day. It was gloomy outside and I find myself walking into some Random restaurant in downtown Middleton. Place was called Rufus's. That name struck familiar with me but I played the feeling down. I am sure I have met plenty of Rufus's in my career. Oh well. Its not a bad place. Sort of has a New York feel to it. The host was cute too. Which is always a bonus. Why people hire ugly chicks to greet you at the door is beyond me. She tells me to wait a moment while they set up my booth. I grab a near by menu and flip through it.

'Appetizers:

Buffalo Wing's of the Phoenix… Fried Pickles… Gator Bait? Kamikaze macaroni balls?

Nacho Cow Tongue?

"what the fuck is this shit?" I mumbled to myself. Never in my life have I read such a strange menu. At the bottom on one of the pages was a pink . . .

" . . Naked mole rat?"

Every hair stood up on my body. That was a forgotten sensation. I hear a familiar whine not to far away. I should not have turned around to see her but I did. Kim Possible all grown up. Damn she has filled out.

Firs thing that came to mind was run/hide. Now I did look around to see if I could find somewhere to hide. Damnit all there was to hide behind was the podium and I am going to get seen anyways lets not look totally stupid in front of an old adversary.

And just like that I was face to face with her. My hands instantly clenched and lit up.

She too flinched a great deal. I could feel the tension in the room stabbing at me with every heart beat. My hands were clammy though they were obviously on fire.

Why am I so damn nervous?

"SHEGO!" wait to be a champ, Stoppable, and break the ice.

We both just stood there staring at each other. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. We were both breath heavily. The energy I am feeling I am feeling from her felt like static electricity.

"I didn't know you were in town. . ." She stated and then shifted to a seemingly more comfortable stance. I obliged the same. I could see her muscles flexing slightly.

"Yeah…" good response idiot. I suppose after a few years of constantly hurting each other our bodies just are compelled to violence upon the other. I could almost feel my body pulling itself closer to her. The room felt like it was humming.

We both stood there for a long moment quivering with repressed energy. Man I just want to hit her. It was nothing personal. I just really felt like touching her. It has been to damn long. Its almost like my body craved the contact. Now that was a strange thought.

"Are you two okay?" Ron asked.


What the heck should I say? I wish I knew Shego was going to miraculously appear in my life, this morning. I would have cleaned up better. Did I get any of that Godzilla pillar thing on me with out noticing? Crap! This is so the drama.

"Last I heard you were in prison…" I covered my dumb mouth instantly then flushed a loved shade of pink. Why would anyone say that? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

"Oh my gosh, Shego, I am so sorry. I didn't-"Shego bursted out into laughter. It was strange hearing that laugh again. It sounds so much richer. It felt richer too. The sound was almost hypnotizing. What was I about to say?

"You would say that, Kimmie." I felt hot lava drip down mine spine. Remember breath.

Where has she been in the last 8 years? I suddenly felt a great longing to know what she has been doing with out me interrupting her. My dormant curiosity of this woman spiked back into existence.

"Its funny how things work sometimes. Break a few arms and boom! No more jail!"

Shego chuckled darkly. I was not really listening to her. Thinking about the 8 years I haven't been able to participate in Shego's life at all, had me distracted.

"How old are you by now, Princess?" Shego purred from 7 feet away. It almost felt like a whisper into my ear. Sheesh I need to calm down. It's only Shego. . . It's Shego…

"I am 26." And totally legal now Shego.


I already know her age… Just wanted to fill in the awkward bubble.

"I am 26." And totally legal now… not that it matters much to me.

I felt the awkwardness coming back. Quick thinking.

"But seriously. I cracked a deal with ol' Cyclops. Got out of jail free." I stated proudly. I wasn't in jail very long. Maybe year. I have been doing . . . mercenary business for the big DD. A lot of the operations were so hush-hush that I got in some bad situations. It was not easy staying so under the radar when you're green.

Kim smiled knowingly at me.

"Some trade off that had to be."

"It wasn't that big of a trade."

I spied the hostess looking at me. Looks like its time for me to actual eat at this food circus. Its fine I kind of welcome the interruption.

"Well Kim. I got to go eat. See you around." I said and I motion a wave.

"Yeah Shego I will see you around." I turned to walk away when she called my attention.

"And Shego?"

"Yes?"

"You look good."

I nod smirks at her compliment. A nodded a good bye.

You don't look to bad yourself Princess.


A/N

So yeah i am epically avoiding Counter Act + Obstacles. I have no excuse aside from my total lack of interest on both stories right now. Counter Act will get cleaned up and done i swear it, but not until my muse decides it ready too. Obstacles I dont even know where I was going with it but I will go back to it. No worries. Also if any one remembers Espionage in Paris, I am going to redo that entirely. ( iaccidently deleted every fil relating to it on my computer and on here in a blind 3 in the morning rage.)

So I hope you guys enjoyed this. Onto to chapter two.