Okay first all reviews are appreciated even the not so good ones. Second this is a KIGO fic, so yeah the chances of me making Ron an amazing character in this are slim, I mean someone has to be annoying one right. Besides the point its MY story and it'll go how I see it in my head. If you want someone who's going to lick Ron's a**, go read a Ron fic. For the rest who understand how the story is meant to be (flyingbear) I hope you like the update. As I said all reviews are welcome, as long as they are going to help me make the story better, it's not going to help anyone if your just going to bitch about a tiny part without explaination =)
Beyond the Expected
Chapter 7 – Three Steps, Two Directions
Outside the Possible house Shego and Kim stood looking around awkwardly. Shego was staring at the ruined flowers that she was sure Mrs Possible was going to get her for at some point, while Kim just looked at anything that wasn't Shego. Neither woman knew what to say to the other at this point, they had driven back to the Possible house in silence.
At least Kim had stopped frowning, which is what she had been doing since she had caught Shego openly ogling Angela's backside. Shego was thankful when the red head finally did stop, as frowning didn't suit Kim one bit, that and because Kim's frowning was making Roman frown...in Shego's direction. As if it was her fault, Angela had practically forced her to watch.
The Possible family had already given their thanks and appreciation to Shego for taking them to such a nice restaurant and treating them with what ever they wished for. Ann had taken Roman inside with her, using the excuse of him needing a bath and then to be put to bed before he got cranky.
"So um do you have a spare few minutes or are you heading straight off?" Kim asked awkwardly scratching the back of her neck.
"I have roughly two hours, an extra half hour if I push the speed limit on my way home." She shrugged scuffing her foot up against the concrete step that Kim was stood on the edges of.
"Two hours it is then. Do you want to...um come up and see my room?" Kim looked down at her fidgeting hands as she spoke. It wasn't like she had ever invited someone up to see her room before, and she had never been so nervous about inviting someone in. Most of her friends just walked right on in, till she moved out of course.
"Kimmie I've seen your room plenty of times." Shego chuckled. She had relaxed in seeing that Kim was just as nervous and unsure of her self as she was which took a load of pressure off her shoulders. These were the sort of times that Shego wished that she still had all of her natural confidence, but loosing Kim the first time to the buffoon had given said confidence a deathly blow, not that she was given a fair chance to win Kim over, as she never got to tell the girl her feelings, but the confidence around the red head was lost either way.
"Yes well now you're actually being given a personal invitation by me to come into my room, instead of sneaking in through my window at night for a chat, which by the way is a nasty habit you have and should really give it up." Kim huffed as she turned to the door.
Opening the front door to her parent's home, Kim let Shego enter first then she followed. Clicking the door closed after her. Shego waited patiently at the bottom of the stairs for Kim to lead the way to her room.
Their foot steps were muffled by the plush cream carpet that layered the stairs leading to the second floor. Kim took a moment to pull the dangling string from the roof hatch that released the folding stairs that led to her attic bedroom.
Upon entering her old room Kim looked around fondly, remembering childhood memories, back before she and Ron became a couple...back when things were simpler and happier. While looking around she saw that someone had moved Roman's cote into her room; it was usually in her parent's room for when they had Roman for a night or two.
Walking closer, she peered over the top of the pale green cote to see her son snuggled up with his animal blanket wrapped neatly around him. Smiling to herself Kim got lost in her thoughts, so much so that she didn't hear Shego pull the stairs back up to close the hatch, nor did she hear the green toned woman approach her from behind.
The older woman's head appeared besides Kim's looking over her shoulder and down at the sleeping boy. If it had been anyone else Kim would have snapped as she hated people looking over her shoulder at any point, it really go on her last nerve, Ron did it a lot. It was surprising to Kim that she didn't feel that irritation ignite within her when Shego did it. She actually felt more at peace with Shego there.
"He looks a lot like you, you know. Except with the hair obvious, which is a shame, I've always loved your hair." Shego whispered softly as she ran her hand gently down the back of Kim's think full hair, making the younger girl's eyes close contently.
When Shego pulled her hand away Kim blushed and mumbled a thank you, compliments were rarely ever received due to her hair it was nice. There was something about Shego's soft and gentle side that was drawing Kim in further; even further than she had already ventured, which was a scary thought for the young red head.
Smiling for reaching such a result with one simple and honest compliment, Shego moved away from Kim and headed for the bed, so that she could sit down and get properly comfortable. Breathing in Shego noted that Kim's old room still had Kim's scent lingering, which made her think that Kim stayed here regularly even though she had moved out.
When Kim felt that Shego had moved further away from her she instinctively turned around and followed the other woman to her bed, where she too sat down, leaving a decent sized gap between Shego's thigh and her own.
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They had been talking for nearly two hours about general things, mostly just catching up on the years they hadn't seen each other and telling stories about events that had happened that were either funny or stupid and sometimes both depending who starred in the story.
All of a sudden Shego started to feel strange like she was going to be sick, but she knew she wasn't, so the feeling was making her fidget. She was fidgeting so much that she had to get up from her previous position with was laying on her back next to Kim's prone body. It was too late when she realised what the problem was, it wasn't actually vomit that wanted to come, more like a verbal vomit.
"I really, really like you Kim as in more than a friend and I know you just wanted to be friends. And I mean we still can be, I just wanted you to know how I felt and I just really wanted to be honest with you...and myself." She finished her blurting with a sigh. Her flushed face was turned away from the stunned red head who was now sitting upright at the head of the bed.
"If you really like me then you wouldn't have flirted right in front of my face with that chef today." Kim spat. It was true she had been overjoyed that Shego was being honest with her and expressed her feelings, so why was she now throwing it all back in the girls face, just as she had opened up for her?
Even though Kim didn't know why she was being like she was, to Shego it was beyond obvious. She had expected Kim to react like this. She had expected Kim to be scared and in denial about her feelings and the feelings that Shego would gladly return. Though this knowledge didn't stop the words hurting any less or make her any less angry at the young mother.
"Angela is a close friend of mine and you're just going to have to get over it if we're going to continue this friendship or whatever this is between us." Shego hissed, trying to remain calm and quiet so she wouldn't wake up Roman. It was a challenge, as she would have liked nothing more than to knock some sense into Kim.
"Just how close do you get to that 'friend' Tallulah? And this isn't a friendship; this is a joke, a waste of time, that's what this is." Kim hissed back, her heart and head were telling her to stop and apologise, but she was already numb. The damage had been done and she knew she had gone too far.
"Whatever Possible, I should go. I have a friend who actually enjoys my company." Shego sighed. All she wanted to do right now was cry, but she just couldn't. Quietly she made her exit down Kim's bedroom stairs. She said her goodbyes whenever she passed a Possible on her way out. When she was finally out the front door, Shego took a deep breath.
She decided that she was going to let Kim cool off and then let the younger girl come to her, as her chasing was not getting her anywhere. The most she had achieved was getting a jealous reaction from Kim when she introduced Angela to Kim and her family.
On the subject of Angela, Shego quickly made her way to her car. She'd have to skip changing as she was going to be late if she didn't get a move on. And Angela wasn't one to wait on late comers before starting on downing the alcohol as planned. Everyone knows that being sober around a drunk wasn't any fun at all, more depressing than anything actually.
Well the timer has been set, all Shego had left to do was wait for Kim to come to her senses and apologise for being stupid and then they could carry on moving forward, hopefully towards a relationship. Shego just hoped that Kim got over whatever it was that was/is holding her back.
Against her previous thoughts Shego took her time driving to Angela's as her mind was set on Kim and what they would be like together if Kim just gave her a chance. She was sure she could make the red head happy, and against her hearts desires she would even settle for friends if that was what Kim wanted, maybe it was better to have a little bit than nothing at all.
When she pulled up outside Angela's Shego sat in her car for a few minutes longer, trying to talk herself out of calling Kim and apologising, she wasn't the one in the wrong she was sure of it. She had done nothing, she had been honest that was all.
A tapping on the window made Shego look up startled, which was happening a lot actually. Looking up she came face to face with a smiling Angela, who was waving childishly at her through the window.
"Hey Tally are you coming in, or should I bring all the liquor to your car?" Angela asked seriously, it wouldn't be the first time the two women had drank in Shego's car.
"I'm coming in smart ass." Shego laughed as she opened her car door quickly, making her friend stumble to get out of the way instead of having her face mashed by the car door. Glaring Angela huffed and walked back towards her comfortable suburban house.
Lazily Shego flopped onto Angela's brown leather couch, while Angela was busy putting drinks together. Looking around Shego noted that again nothing had changed in the room; she came here once a month usually.
"So are you going to tell me what's going on or am I meant to be guessing?" Angela asked gently as she passed Shego her drink, and then took a seat beside the other woman.
"Kim and I had an argument after dinner." Shego sighed, her shoulders falling dejectedly the argument played over in her mind again. Taking a deep breath Shego relayed the whole argument from start to finish to Angela, who sat listening intently. Some things are better than cable TV.
"So you blame me?" Angela asked slowly. She could see how someone could place the blame on her, but she had purposely set out to cause an argument and even if she did, it's Kim who took the bait and got jealous. It wasn't like Shego was dating the red head.
"No of course I don't Angie. I was the one who was staring at your ass for crying out loud, though I do blame you for attracting my attention." Shego glared playfully.
"How is that my fault?" Angela laughed, feigning offence.
"You know I can't help myself when you sway like you did. You're crafty Angela, very, very crafty." Shego deadpanned.
Angela only laughed, knowing she had been caught out by her friend. And she had been so subtly in her movements as well. Then again Shego's old profession relied on deception, so it shouldn't really be that much of a surprise that she was found out.
"Okay I'll take that, but the argument wasn't my fault Hun. That's all on the green eyed monster camping inside your little MILF." Angela replied, her face looked serious, but she was setting to bait the raven haired woman into her crushes defence.
"Don't call her that!" Shego growled leaning over quickly she punched the brunette on the shoulder, making the woman screech and nearly drop her drink.
"You bitch; I was kidding...although her mother is a whole other matter. That woman is so hot Tally." Angela squealed, her eyes going all dreamy in the process. "So your princess thinks we're sleeping together?" Angela asked wiggling her eyebrows perversely, making Shego keel over laughing.
"Oh shut up, my drink is empty by the way." Shego grumbled shaking her empty glass in Angela's face.
"I made round one." Angela replied smacking Shego's hand away from her view. She then took on a thinking pose, her eyes looking at the ceiling, finger tapping on her chin. "Say Tally, you're waiting for Kim to call right?" Shego nodded and grunted. "Well did you give her your number so she could call you?" Angela continued to ponder on her own questions. That and she were thinking that she should lighten up on what alcohol she mixes with what, her head was spinning.
"Ah crap." Shego moaned, sinking further into the couch, her empty glass forgotten.
"I'll get you another drink." Angela said patting Shego on the knee sympathetically, Shego had done the exact same thing to her, telling her to call and forgetting to give her number. She'd remind her in the morning.
