A/N: Sorry for the delays, but my computer crapped out and I needed to get a new one. Laptops are cool and all, but they have the endurance of a house o' cards in a hurricane. Either that, or I just suck at picking laptops. Either way, hope there won't be anymore delays.
Ron stretched as he walked out of the hospital, Kim close behind. He'd been given the day off from school, and Kim 'insisted' she be allowed to have the day off as well, with a little help from her mom. So there they were, eleven in the morning and walking towards Bueno Nacho. Not much was said along the way, they decided to just enjoy each others' company.
As they approached, she noticed a green motorcycle near the front of the building that she remembered, but couldn't quite place. Ron, noticing how distracted she was while looking at the bike, gave her a little nudge on the shoulder.
"Gee, KP, I didn't figure you for a grease-monkey. Something special about that bike?" He chuckled as she swatted him.
"I'm not sure. I know I've seen it before, but I can't quite place where." With a shrug, they continued into the restaurant and made their order. While Kim was paying for it, Ron went to look for a booth for them. It was when he took a seat that he was met with a surprise. Across from him was Yori, cute as ever in her school uniform and acting as if she'd been there the whole time.
"Hello, Stoppable-san. It is good to see you again." She gave him a friendly smile and a small bow.
Returning the smile and bow, he let out a small chuckle. "It's good to see you too, Yori. I was wondering what was taking you so long. After Sensei and I talked, I expected you to be showing up sooner."
"Sensei had decided to give you some time for rest and reflection. We are here to continue your training, as well as help keep your powers from lashing out. The proverbial calm before the storm." Seeing the look of confusion on his face, she was about to ask what the matter was when a squeal reached their ears. Both looked over to see a blushing Kim being escorted to the table by a well-built Japanese man in black pants and with a leather coat on.
With a smile, Yori continued. "Stoppable-san, it would be my honor to introduce Hirotaka."
Said man bowed low, confusing his red-headed protege. "It is an honor to meet you, Chosen One." He stayed like that until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking up, he found himself face to face with a slightly embarrassed but jovial Ron.
"Hirotaka, it's a pleasure to meet you, but please just call me Ron. Or, if your sense of propriety requires, Stoppable-san. This is no vast castle, I am no great being, and you are no mere man. You, Yori, and myself are warriors, cast from essentially the same mold. We are brothers and sister, joined by our need to battle in the stead of those who cannot. As far as I am concerned, we are equals at the very least, if indeed you are not my superior." Offering his hand, Ron just smiled at the shock registering on Hirotaka's and Kim's faces. Hirotaka took it hesitantly, smiling a little at the strength of Ron's grip.
"Now then," Ron continued, pushing one of his three Nacos at both ninjas. "Sit down, smile, and enjoy some of this artery-clogging goodness." At this, the tension in the air finally dissipated as everyone laughed.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, especially after such a long wait, but I figured the entrance of our two favorite ninjas was a good stopping point. Next chapter, Ron's training begins and the rest of the cheer squad learns the full truth.
