Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible or Naruto. Their respective copyright holders own them.
Author's Notes: To the point that Kim and Ron could hold their own in the Naruto universe, I considered that. The closest thing that either of them have to chakra is Ron's access to the Mystical Monkey Power. Kim is an excellent fighter, but her speed is not up there with the augmented speed that is present in the movers and shakers. While their experience would probably put them at the chunnin level, they only have the power level of gennin. Depending on the level of a Drakken plot, it would be a C ranked mission to a B Ranked mission. So the Drama would probably have been a low A level one. There is one other thing one must consider, Kim and Ron DON'T kill, and killing is a given fact in the ninja life of the world of Naruto.
That being said, there is a lot that can go on and winding up in the middle of a situation and having to figure it out on the fly… well that is what makes stories interesting.
Kim sighed as she felt the silk on her skin. She and Ron had been provided with kimonos to wear till they could be taken shopping for clothing that they preferred. Inwardly Kim was happy at that fact, not that she would be able to cure the shopping jones that had built up, but that Ron would be wearing something besides Smarty-Mart clothes. She still shook her head when she thought that Smarty-Mart had a full line of chef wear.
They walked through the hall with their escort to see the Hokage. This time the person escorting them was in a more traditional Japanese attire and look. Long straight black hair and a silk tunic and pants, both cinched at the waist. The only thing that bothered Kim was his eyes. They were both pale. Kim had seen many blind people with the same type of eyes back home in her volunteering at Middleton Memorial, but the main difference here seemed to be that he had perfect sight. Kim and Ron entered a room that they had yet to be in yet, and realized that it was a dojo.
Ron immediately scanned the walls to see what teachings were posted; he was a bit deflated when he didn't see any. They noticed that the Hokage was waiting for them at the head of the room. Their escort bowed to him and left, closing the doors behind him. Ron and Kim moved forward and joined him at his beckoning. They kneeled down at the low table and waited. The old man poured three cups of tea and started to drink his.
Putting down his cup, "I am sure you are hungry, but before you eat, I was wondering if I may see a bit of your taijutsu styles."
Kim put down the tea that she had been sipping and smiled, "Of course, a morning work out would help to get out some to the kinks." She caught a smirk on Ron's face and cuffed the back of his head. "Bad Ron, no Naco for you."
This action elicited a chuckle from the Sandimae Hokage, who covered his mouth. Unknown to the teens it was so he could clean up the slight trickle of blood from his nose (1).
Kim walked to the middle of the floor and did a few quick limbering exercises, bowed to the Hokage, and dropped into her standard ready position. She altered her position to a more traditional one and began. "Mantis-style Kung Fu," she said going through some katas. She changed positions, "Crane-style," she continued. "Snake," more katas; Tiger followed Snake. She continued with Okinawa style Karate, Shotokan style Karate, Tae Kwon Do, Hapkido, Ju Jitsu, Aikido, Cappoiera, Escrima, Tai Chi, Wu Shu, Jeet Kun Do, and finished up with Western style boxing.
There was a light sheen of sweat on the auburn's body as she finished shadow boxing. Kim was breathing slightly heavy; she hadn't pushed herself through all of her styles in a long time and she knew that she was rusty in some of the styles. She bowed again and approached the table.
"That, my dear, was truly inspired. I recognized a few basic moved here and there, but most of them seemed to be at least somewhat different from any that we have here." He turned to Ron, "Do you have anything that you could demonstrate?"
Ron nodded nervously. Kim slapped his hand as she passed him. "Tag time, partner."
Ron stretched out his back and arms before quickly limbering up his legs. He followed Kim's suit of bowing to the Hokage. He went into his low monkey beginning and started running through katas from that position. At the table, Kim started to tell about his style. "Ron is a master of Tai Ching Pek Quar, also known to some as Monkey Kung Fu. It is actually different that regular monkey kung fu. The regular style is similar to my crane, snake, et cetera. Basically it is an extrapolation of how a monkey attacks and defends itself in the wild. Tai Ching Pek Quar is a … well mystical style of it that incorporates some various moves of other styles."
Ron could feel the Mystical Monkey Power (From hence forth called the Power) start to break through to him. As he finished up with his low monkey katas he switched to Iron Monkey, which is a more strike and strength oriented style. "He started out in Low Monkey. Basically how a monkey would defend and strike from a ground position. He is now in an Iron Monkey style, which emphasizes strength and power. Think of this as some of your larger monkeys or perhaps apes and gorillas."
Ron started making more monkey sounds as he shifted his forms again. "This is Flying Monkey; it is a more airborne style emphasizing acrobatics and use of natural structures as walls or trees to help you provide height and odd attack angles."
The Hokage nodded, "As a monkey would do from the trees. I could see how this could be highly advantageous."
Ron landed on the ground from a particularly gruesome looking strike that seemed to turn into a throw at the end. He started staggering around. Sandimae started to get up when Kim put her hand on his shoulder, "Drunken Monkey, originally conceived by a monk that watched monkeys after they had gorged themselves on temple wine. Trust me, him learning that wasn't the best time for our relationship."
"I can understand. Some instructors insist that their students experience drunkenness in learning drunken styles. We do have a few drunken styles here."
Ron soon finished his drunken style and froze for a moment. "Now comes the last that he himself created," Kim rolled her eyes, "Funky Monkey." Ron started moving in a similar style as he had before, but there were extra movements such as twirls, twists, and his arms pointing to the air.
As he finished there seemed to be a pale blue film around him. The Hokage looked closer at him, eyes squinted. "What is that?" he asked Kim.
"What is what?"
"He seems to be covered by something blue."
Kim looked closer but didn't see it. "It could be the MMP effect. Usually when he goes all out like that it envelops him in an aura. I don't see it."
"I could just be more sensitive to the energy. What does it do?"
"Truthfully we don't know. At least fully, that is. We know that it does help take him up a notch in strength and speed and endurance. But that usually only happened when he is fighting Monkey Fist. Then it is like the power is pushing them to kill each other so that only one of them will have access to it. Normally it would add a little more awareness and protection."
Sandimae nodded, but said nothing. As Ron returned to the table, his eyes had a wildness in them and he was constantly looking around. Kim stood and took him in a light possessive embrace and started to make soft, calming sounds. Soon his posture started to relax and his eyes closed. Understand began to dawn as to why he didn't draw on this power all the time came to the Hokage. It could be a dangerous gambit to play if you couldn't let go of it when you were through.
The Hokage stood and cleared his throat. As the two lovers separated from each other's and went to holding hands he spoke, "Thank you very much for the demonstration. I am most impressed." He pulled out a pouch and handed it to Kim. "Consider this payment for the demonstration, and a way to make reparations to any kind of problems that you are experiencing. Fell free to wander the town and buy what you like. If there isn't enough money, there is included a tile that you can show any businesses and they will bill me. Now go and have fun, but come back after lunch. There is something that I would seriously like to discuss with you two."
Kim smiled and she bowed in thanks, the weight of the pouch was considerable for its size. Ron bowed also, and then motioned that Kim should leave first. As they left the room they easily found an outside door and started down the street to the easily visible commercial district.
After they had cleared the structure Kim asked Ron, "Think we are unsupervised?"
"Heck no, but I think we have a long leash to see how well we heel."
Kim nodded and then smiled at the concept of shopping on someone else's money, being under observation or not.
The Sandimae Hokage watched the two walk down the street in a crystal ball and smiled. He wrote out a short message on a scroll and did a set of hand seals and pressed his hand to his desk. There was a poof of smoke and a small ape was present. "Here, take this to Jiraiya." The ape nodded and was gone in a poof of smoke.
"I think I have found the perfect set or parents for our young hero. Now just to have a convincing story for them to tell."
(1) It is tradition in Naruto that the thought of sex elicits nosebleeds. The more out there the worse the nosebleed is.
Ending notes: From Ron's personality I don't think he could resist creating a style as a joke and it working. Trust me, Ron has some really good ideas that don't seem good at first. Take the Naco, for expample. Who among us have not tried to do it? I have even taken the idea to other texmex foods... It is like putting your chips on your sandwich in school. Back to the style, just think about Ron decked out in a Travolta suit a la Saturday night fever disco dancing and fighting at the same time. Funny, huh?