Chapter 3

"This place is still a mess." It's been two weeks since Graduation, and some of the buildings were still smoking. The cleanup crews were still finding pieces of the spaceship damaged in the battle.

"What did you expect, Ron? We stopped an alien invasion. It takes time to clean up a mess like that." We were walking down what was once main street Middleton on a sunny Friday afternoon. We made it to the park, which amazingly only took minimal damage, though the ducks in the pond still look traumatized. We stopped on the little footbridge looking over the stream. "Ok, next on the to-do list. Graduate high school, check. Save the world from aliens, check. Be honored by the President and United Nations by receiving a large sum of money, check. I guess next on the list would be college. Have you heard back from anyone yet?"

"Yeah, there's a few. A couple of culinary institutes. And of course Upperton U. You?" I looked at Ron, my best friend since we were four and my boyfriend for the last year as he watched the spastic ducks.

"I think I have decided on the University of Milan. I'm looking at majoring in applied forensics and political geography with a minor in fashion design. They have all the classes I need." Kim closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "It's also possibly far enough from Middleton that I can be incognito." After another deep breath, "I had Wade shut down the website. I need to be Kim Possible the person, not Kim Possible the hero." She turned and gave Ron a hug. "I am taking some summer classes, so I leave on Tuesday."

After a long moment, Ron looked up. "Have you packed?" I just nod. "Then how about Nacos and a movie?" I nodded my agreement, happy at least that he is not mad at me. "Will you want to spend the weekend with your family?"

"Yes, but Ron I consider you family too. I expect you to be there at least for Sunday dinner, but you are welcome anytime." I gave him a big hug. We've kissed a few times, but it's a lot like kissing your brother. Though he is nice to cuddle with. "How's your dad doing? Still having problems with all the claims?"

"No. With the space center here someone thought it would be funny to change the clause to 'this policy shall not cover acts of gods or aliens.' It's made his work a lot easier, as most claims are denied." We laugh, though I feel sorry for those that are affected by this.

Later that night Ron lay on his bed, envelope in hand. This was the worst day of his life, his best friend was leaving. The only good thing to happen was the acceptance letter that arrived while he was out.
He pulled out the letter and reread it.

'Dear Stoppable-san,

As admittance Secretary for the Yamanouchi University, I am proud to accept your application for admittance. School starts on the first day of September. Please contact us for travel arrangements and to schedule pickup. Orientation will begin promptly at eight am.

Your cover story will be that you have been accepted to a culinary school in Japan. You are not to discuss the truth with anyone. No exceptions!

Things you will need to bring:
Laptop computer (WiFi capable)
Writing supplies
Bedding for your dorm room - futon will be supplied
Change of clothes for travel to and from the campus
Your Gi
Your belt (a strong one) :)

Books and study materials will be supplied.

Hope to hear from you soon to arrange travel.

Yours truly,

Yori Yamanouchi
Secretary of Admissions
011 + 81 + 80 9850 4443

P.S. Bring Hana too.'

Ron rolled over and picked up his phone, played with it a moment, then dialed the number. It was late here but it would daytime in Japan. "Yamanouchi University how I may direct your call?" The voice was in Japanese. Not even Kim knew he could speak another language. He had picked it up while he was there as an exchange student a couple years back.

"I need to speak to the Secretary of admissions please." The voice was silent, but I could hear the exchange system while I was being transferred. "Yamanouchi Yori speaking how may I help you?"

The smile on Ron's face at hearing her voice again was instant. "Hello, Yori. How are you?"

"Ron San! It's good to hear from you. Do you call to accept?"

"Kind of, what's the possibility of early admission?"

"Is everything ok? How soon and you talking?"

"Everything is fine. I can leave as soon as Wednesday."

"Ok let me check. I can have the Yamanouchi jet on the tarmac waiting by our privet hanger, Wednesday at six am and ready to leave when you ready."

"Ok. See ya when I get there." Ron disconnected the phone and smiled. Maybe today wasn't a total loss after all.

The last few days were a blur. Ron spent as much time as he could with both his family and Kim's. Packing was stressful because he couldn't let anyone see what was being packed (he was glad he didn't have to pack the lotus sword). He didn't even tell Kim he was leaving, she would already be gone, and he didn't want to spoil the time they had together. When he asked if he could take Hana as a 'cross-cultural experience' his parents thought it was a great idea. They even purchased a children's how to speak Japanese set and a set of training chopsticks (not knowing she was proficient using them for food and as weapons).

Ron saw Kim off at the airport on Tuesday morning. The rest of the day was spent with Rufus over the all you can eat naco bar. Wednesday morning, he was at the airport at five thirty ready to go (surprising, since his internal clock was set to noon) a still sleeping Hana in his arms. By six ten they were airborne. After a twelve hour flight, they landed at a private airfield in the Canto region about noon.

"Ron San!" Ron looked in the direction of the voice finding Yori next to a rugged looking four-wheel drive. "Come, we will have lunch before we go." Finding a small patch of grass, Yori spread out a large lunch. Ron and Hana approached the car and stowed their personal gear, then joined Yori on the blanket. "She's getting so big! Hello Hana, nice to see you again." Hana smiled and gave Yori a hug. Yori started to cry.

Ron closed the small distance and wrapped his arms around the slender Ninja girl. "Are you ok?" Hana came up and began patting the distraught girl on the back.

Yori turned her face into Ron's shoulder to better hide her shame "No! I have done something dishonorable. I should kill myself, but sensei forbade seppuku, and I wanted to see you both again."

Ron pulls her tighter "What have you done that could possibly be so bad?"

She pulled away, knelt Japanese style head down, her hair covering her face in shame. Hana walked around and sat in her lap. The crying woman just wrapped her arms around the child. "Do you remember when you were here last time?"

"Yes. When we rescued the Lotus blade."

"Correct." The sound of her voice was almost a whisper. "That was one reason you were invited. There was another. There was a prophecy. The child of Mystical Monkey Power, the Han would save the world from the evil Yono. We needed someone of the Mystical Monkey Power to create a child. Only you and Monkey Fist had the power. Monkey Fist was not an option. You came into the school, and I watched as you lightened everyone's heart. I decided I liked you, so I volunteered to be the vessel for the Han." She squeezed the child in question holding her close. "I wanted part of you even though I knew you would probably hate me for it."

Ron was quiet for several moments. Yori peaked through her hair. He was smiling at her. "Ok, let me make sure I understand. Hana is your daughter." She nodded. "Hana is a child of the Mystical Monkey Power." She nodded again. "To get that power you needed me." Again she nods "So my adopted sister is actually my daughter. Then why send her to be adopted by my parents?"

Yori looks up "We needed someone with the power to train her. You were still in school so to get her to you we set up your parents as guardians."

"Ok, there is only one thing still bothering me." He took a small breath shaking his head. "When did this all happen?"

Yori bites her lip nervously "do you remember the night I introduced you to Saki?"

Ron groaned "No, but I remember the next day." He stopped for a moment. "Wait. I lost my virginity… we did the naughty, and I slept through it!"

Yori blushes bright red "No. You may not remember it, but you were a very active participant, you made me a very happy girl that night. Kim san is a fortunate girl."

Ron blushes and reaches out to pull both his girls close. "No Yori, Kim and I never did… well, IT. And while I don't remember it, you are the only one who has ever had me." He reached down and kissed her soundly. "While I am disappointed I don't remember, I could never be upset at the mother of my child." He gets on his knees and bows to the ninja girl. "I am honored you chose me. I see no dishonor in your choices, only sacrifice, and honor." Ron and Hana both wrap their arms around the crying girl.

After a time, she calms down, and they all turn to eat lunch. Rufus was asleep having already eaten his fill. "We must hurry Ron san, it is a long drive to the mountain. Then it will..."

"be our honor to walk the rest of the way" Ron groaned and smiled sheepishly.

The climb to the moutan top school was not as grueling as Ron remembered and seemed to pass quickly. Han was a ball full of energy as always ran up and down the switchback path. Upon reaching the top, they were greeted my master and what few students were still in attendance. "where is everybody?"

"After Monkey Fist destroyed the campus most of the students left, and not many are willing to be trained by us now." Yori's head was bowed in shame.

After a moment of thought "have you ever thought about opening up the school, well as a school for public appearance and a ninja recruiting and training in secret. You know have students studying something besides martial arts?" Sensei and Yori both just looked at him, "well like me my cover is I am studying culinary arts. Why not teach culinary arts to bring in students and watch for potential recruits."

Sensei strokes his beard for a time then turns to Yori "I need you to contact the alumni and see what skill we can offer. You may want to appoint someone to admissions as you will be the dean of students. I will hold the title of headmaster for now." Turning back to the school "we are going to have to work fast. It is July classes start in September.

Setting up a new school turned out to be both more difficult and more rewarding than anyone involved thought possible. A new admissions building had to be constructed through most of the other building were able to be repurposed. The Alumni turned out to be very talented and versatile. In addition to culinary arts, the school would also offer programs in international politics and business, World literature, and Resource administration and recovery.

The staff worked closely together to get everything ready, and on September first twenty-two hundred new students checked for class. Often Ron Yori and Hanna would drop off to sleep as the two adults snuggled the little girl. When school started, Ron had to move into the student housing. However, Hana refused to sleep unless both parents were There. The construction team modified a small unused dojo into a 3 bedroom house for the family. Rone tried to sleep in his own room but after a month of everybody waking up in Hanna's room after falling asleep Ron and Yori officially moved in together. As soon as the parents were living in the same room, Hanna was miraculously sleep in her own bed alone.

In the Cold Dark Days of January Sensia Past from the mortal realm. It was a somber occasion. Hana took the loss of her friend very hard. It was weeks before she laughed again.

The twelve-hour flight home is punctuated with much giggling and tickling. Over the last, almost year Yori and I started (officially) dating. We watched our daughter grow into a precocious three-year-old. With the passing of Sensei, it turns out the school and all its holdings are now owned by his adopted daughter and my soon to be wife Yori. Explaining everything to my parents may prove to be a challenge, but one I am willing to tackle I can't wait to see the look on there faces.

The plane rolls to a stop by the private hanger. I can see the blue and silver car waiting for us. As we exit the plane, I,m a little shocked to see Monique, not Felix, get out of the car. "I fly." The words sparked a wave of panic coming as they do from my daughter. I spin just in time to catch Hana as she launches herself from the top step of the plane. She is laughing like there's not a care in the world. Maby at this moment, there's not.

"Wow is that Hana? SGSB."

Yuri turns to Ron with a question on her face. "Monique Speak for She's Getting So Big." He turns and picks up his daughter kissing both her and Yuri on the cheek. "So why did Felix send you."

She shrugs "Felix is helping his mom with a project and is running behind. I was meeting him for lunch, so he tossed me the keys and asked me to pick you up."

Ron looks a little surprised. "You were meeting him for lunch, as in you're dating?"

She smiles. "Tonight is our halfaversery." The smile dies on her face. "I'm surprised you didn't call Kim to pick you up."

"I didn't think she would be back yet."

"She got back a week ago." her Face looks worried. "I think she could use her best friend right now."

I see the concern on her face. "Tonight I have to face my parents. Tomorrow I will see Kim."