Two weeks shy of their six month anniversary, Shego smiled to herself as she walked down the street. It was four in the afternoon and even though she'd only been in class for a month, Kim had a routine set and Shego had memorized it. And since it was a Wednesday, Kim would be relaxing in the coffee shop near Middleton University, having just finished her afternoon class. She didn't have an evening class so she'd review her homework due Thursday before heading home around five. The redhead tried to avoid bringing too much homework to her apartment since she knew she'd be tempted to call Shego over and then she'd get distracted and have trouble finishing her work.

But today Shego decided to surprise the girl and meet her at the coffee shop. She'd wanted to bring flowers or something but decided against it. It was only a few weeks from their anniversary and she'd already planned a visit to the San Diego zoo, followed by dinner at a very nice restaurant - in San Francisco. She'd borrow the Go Jet for the evening and make sure it was a night Kim would always remember fondly.

Approaching the Middleton Mocha, she walked past the large plate glass window and spotted Kim inside, seated at a table near the middle of the shop. She was nursing a medium-sized cup of probably cappuccino and snacking on a danish, textbooks and her laptop open in front of her.

Shego walked inside, drawing a quick glance from the barista who gave her a half-smile and then went back to work. The pale-skinned woman drew little attention in her black jeans and green cap-sleeve shirt and she was glad for that.

"Is this seat taken?" Shego asked with a smirk as she sat across from Kim.

Kim looked up, startled. "Oh! Hi, Shego."

The woman frowned, noticing red-rimmed eyes. "Kimmie? What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Kim sighed. Shego raised an eyebrow and reached across the table, placing her hand on Kim's arm. Her frown deepened when the girl pulled her arm away.

"Kim?"

"I just..." Another sigh and Kim played with her near-empty coffee cup, spinning it gently in her hands. "I talked to Ron this morning before class."

"And? Is something wrong with him? Besides the obvious, I mean."

Kim looked at her, slightly annoyed, but then quickly dropped her eyes again. "He asked me who I was dating."

Both eyebrows shot upward. "Oh. What'd you tell him?"

"Nothing. I didn't know what to tell him."

"What do you mean?"

"How do I tell him this? About us?"

Shego shrugged. "How about, hey Ron, I'm dating Shego. That fits."

"He's my best friend, Shego."

Shego scowled. "So?"

"So, I don't know what to say."

"Hey Ron, I'm dating Shego, and you're my best friend. Is that better?"

Kim sighed and just shook her head.

"Look. You have two options - you can either lie to him or tell him the truth, Kim." Shego's scowl deepened when Kim sighed and still refused to look her way. "What do you want, hm? Do you want me to act like a man? I was going to do that once, you know. I can do it again. You want me to dress in suits and cut my hair? Do you want us to start getting tables in the back of all the restaurants so you won't have to worry about someone seeing us? What's it going to take?"

Kim felt the tears welling up again. "I don't know, okay? I just didn't know how to tell my best friend that I'm dating the enemy."

Kim gasped when she realized what she'd said. All expression faded from Shego's face for a long moment. Then she put her palms flat on the table and stood, pushing her chair back. "I didn't realize I was still the enemy," she stated, before turning and storming out of the coffee shop.