The First Wisdom

Ron groaned as he came to. He had the strangest dream. He dreamt that Yori was welcoming him home and called him Danna. The Danna part wasn't weird. When he was in Japan, Yori usually call him Ron-chan when they're alone and Danna when they were around the other students of Yamanouchi.

He has asked Hirotaka about what Danna meant but he simply smiled and said that it meant "Master".

Then how come when Yori calls him that she used a very affectionate and teasing voice that made him nervous and warm inside.

Besides Tara, Yori was the only other woman, other than Kim, that had showed great affection to him. And like before, he was too dense to notice.

"Ron?" a soft voice called. He just stirred and snuggled to something soft that held his head.

"A few more minutes," he mumbled as he tried to get a more comfortable position.

"Having a nice dream, Lover Boy?" another voice teased. Suddenly, he remembered what had happened. It was a difficult position for him. If he opened his eyes he would confirm what he dreaded.

"Maybe," he lamely said. "What's my head resting on?" he took a deep breath and inhaled a most heavenly aroma of cheery blossoms. "Yori?"

"You are on my lap, Stoppable-san," Yori said with a smile. "I am deeply honored to be your pillow."

"I'll bet," came the snide remark of Bonnie. Everyone could hear the venom from her voice. Ron could imagine the tanned beauty was seething at what she was witnessing. Hell, he could practically hear her blood boil.

"Easy, Bon-Bon," Ron said as he sat up. Yori assisted him, taking care that he would not fall again. "Yori's a friend."

"Meaning she's one of us," Monique said and smiled as she saw Bonnie's hard gaze. Bonnie eyed the Japanese beauty from head to toe and didn't like what she saw. From Yori's clothes Bonnie could make out a body that could and will rival any of the women present. Her breasts were a decent c-cup. She had curves in all the right places and what she could discern, pretty good manners.

And according to her body language, she also wanted to share Ron's bed.

"Friend of yours?" Tara asked, intrigued by this recent intrusion in their lives. She had heard of Yori from Monique. She was the only girl that made Kim jell without even trying. And she could see why.

"This is interesting," Shego smirked as she crossed her arm under her breasts. "She has the advantage over us."

"She does?" Vivian asked worriedly.

"I am not here to take Ron away from you," Yori said with a deep bow, her head almost touched the floor. "I am here to serve him throughout the rest of his life. My life, body and soul belong to him."

"Before this escalates into a catfight," Monique stepped forward, more of trying to keep Bonnie from causing any damage than anything else. "What exactly did that mean, girl?"

"Maybe we should ask Prince Charming here," Bonnie's eyes turned to the man in question. Ron's back was turned as he stood up and helped Yori on her feet. Though he couldn't see her, he could feel her searing gaze boring into his back. A knife through his spleen was more welcomed than that.

"No need for the claws, Bon-Bon," Ron said calmly but deep inside he was nervous. None of the others knew about Yori's true occupation. And with Bonnie's confrontational persona, it could get ugly. "She's a close friend."

"She must be if she's clinging to you like that," Shego smiled, clearly amused at the predicament Ron was in.

"Clinging?" Ron's eyebrow rose but the other one followed as he felt Yori's arms around his. He could feel her breasts as she pressed them against his arm. He maybe dense, he maybe shy but dammit he's still a warm blooded man. And most of it was being directed to a single part of his anatomy that he was trying not to awake. "Ah. Yori? Could you not do that, please?"

"Am I not welcomed, Ron-san?" Yori's voice was soft but he could still feel the hurt in it. Ron took a deep breath and sighed.

"Come on, Yori. That's not what I meant," Ron scratched his head. "You know what I mean."

"What exactly is your relationship with this woman?" Vivian asked confused and jealous. She wanted to wrap her arm around his and judging by the reactions of the rest, they had the same thoughts. Although with Shego, she wanted to wanted to wrap her hands on something else of Ron's.

"Stoppable-san saved my life," Yori explained with a smile. "I have decided to follow him throughout the rest of my life."

"That's nice," Monique said. "But girl, you're missing the big picture. They're asking if you're going to HHTY."

"HHTY?" Ron asked confused.

"Have him to yourself," Tara translated. "Or in this case to herself."

"I shall no hinder any relationship that Stoppable-san has with you all," Yori said in a respectful voice. "All I ask is to be with him."

"Of course it wouldn't hurt to try and seduce him for yourself," Shego teased much to the amusement of the oriental beauty.

"If he wishes me to share his bed then I am honor-bound to oblige," she blushed at the thought of her sharing Ron's bed.

"Hellooo. I'm still here," Ron looked at the ladies who were focusing on Yori. They were starting to tread in untested waters. He wouldn't be surprised that they already had plans on how to seduce him. "Do I get a say into this?"

"Not really," Vivian surmised as she walked up to him. "I think the girls felt threatened by her appearance."

"I don't get it," Ron admitted as he scratched his head. "I mean it's like history repeating itself. Why would goddesses fight over something like me?" Six pair of eyes turned to look at him as if he was crazy. "I mean, I'm not much of a prize."

"Ron, what made you say that?" Monique blinked in surprise. Her heart went for him when she heard how he saw himself. It was like he didn't believe that he was needed by anyone.

"Yeah. Stop browbeating yourself," Bonnie crossed her arms, daring for him to contradict her.

"Ron, there're a lot of things that makes you a treasure," Tara said.

"Like what?" he asked genuinely.

"You're kind," Tara said.

"Courageous," Shego admitted with a smile.

"Humph! Considerate," Bonnie said with a frown.

"Dependable," Monique placed her two cents in.

"Honest," Vivian said.

"Honorable," Yori said with pride.

"Cute," Tara said shyly, making Ron blush.

"Hunky," Shego's smile was almost predatorial.

"Manly," Bonnie liked where this was going.

"Studly," Monique licked her lips making Ron raise his eyebrow.

"Strong," Vivan said with a blush.

"Resourceful," Yori added.

"Hard," Tara said, blushing even further.

"Long," Shego, who caught the blush, added.

"Big," Bonnie smirked.

"Thick," Monique giggled.

"Massive," Vivian said matching Tara's blush.

"Smooth," Yori said, guessing what the girls meant.

"STOP!" Ron shouted. This was getting out of hand. "I get it," Ron took a few breaths and looked at them solemnly. "Fine. I get the picture. I love you girls for trying to cheer me up but please tell me one thing:

"If I'm all that then why did she still leave me?" Silence was the answer he got. They knew partly what had happened but still were in the dark as to the real reason why Kim left this wonderful man.

No one made the mistake of blurting out that he still had them. A man's love was eternal. Even though they knew he had a big heart and each of them had a place in it, there was still one part of that heart that was hollow.

"I still believe that Kim Possible is your destiny, Stoppable-san," Yori said sagely much to the others' relief. "Like a maze in the garden, there are a lot of twists, turns and dead ends before you reach the middle of the maze. As such when your destiny arrives, there are a lot of twists, turns and dead ends before you would exit that maze. Each twist you shall meet a friend. Each turn you shall meet a challenge and each dead end you are comforted with the fact that you could turn back and try again with the help of your friends.

"Do not despair. Like everything, one must have patience and a clear mind to see what could not be seen before." The others were dumbfounded. Not only did Yori had beauty she also had wisdom. And she was the only one who addressed the Kim situation with ease and familiarity.

They couldn't feel anything but envious. This woman was closer to Ron than any of them.

"Why do I get the feeling that I'm the heel around here?" Ron sighed as he looked at the concerned faces of the women around him. Each of them cared for him in their own way and each of them was worried for him. He knew he was being selfish by having feelings for Kim. He couldn't help it. Until recently she was the only woman he only wanted.

But Yori's right. He should be patient. And looking around him, he knew there were those who cared for him ready to knock some sense into his thick head.

"Pity party's over?" Bonnie asked in her usual haughty way. The others frowned at her tone but to their surprised, Ron laughed out loud.

"Yeah" he said as his laugher died down. "Then let's get down to business." Ron took out his cellphone and dialed. "Wade, my man. Could you do me a favor?"

"What's a favor between friends?" Wade asked jovially.

"I need the best defense and home security systems that you've got," he said.

"Bought that house on Upperton Heights?" Wade asked as he typed on his keyboard.

"Yeah and I needed it to fortified," Ron explained. "Perimeter's a priority."

"I could get perimeter defense up and running within a day," Wade said proudly.

"You rock, Wade. Thanks," Ron shut off his phone and looked at the girls. "Ok. Who among you would want a room in my new home?" Everyone smiled and raised their hands, albeit Vivian raised her a bit shyly. "It's settled then. Yori? Could you protect Vivian for me? I'll fill you in later."

"Of course, Stoppable-san," Yori bowed respectfully.

"Bonnie? Give Tara a list of materials that you need to refurnish the mansion. Monique? Are you sure it won't be a problem for you to stay with me?"

"You couldn't keep me away, hotstuff," Monique smiled.

"Vi?" Ron asked if the robotics expert was sure of her decision.

"Could I have a place for my inventions?" she asked. Ron blinked and looked at Tara.

"There used to be a basement laboratory," she said as she consulter her notes. "Don't ask."

"Ok, that's settled then," he smiled at the girls. "We'll settle the details later. Let's get out of here."

Ron escorted the girls outside. He smiled as he looked back at the place he would be calling home. Despite its current appearance it was lovely. But his smile dropped somewhat. He just wished he could share it with one more woman.

As Yori said, he needed to be patient.

"Come on, Stoppable. You still need to drop me off at the hotel," Shego smiled as he climbed into his Lady. Looking at the waiting expressions of the six women who had intruded into his life, he just smiled.

Living with them would prove to be interesting.

///M

Ron had dropped off Shego at the hotel and Bonnie and Monique at the mall. At the drive toward the realtor's office he was deep in thought. His thoughts now focused on the Vivian's attack last night. He knew he should let the GJ handle it but she was under his care now and he really didn't trust anyone from GJ aside from Shego.

With Yori protecting Vivian, he was free to pursue his own investigation into the matter.

Ron's phone suddenly rang. He sighed as he answered the call, his thoughts on hold. "What's happening?" he answered as he put the phone in handsfree.

"I found some interesting things about the explosion," Wade's voice came from the speaker. "Apparently the blast came from underneath the car."

"Someone placed the bomb under her car?" Ron asked.

"That's impossible. Whenever I pass the gates of the Space Center a hidden scanner checks the car for bugs and bombs" Ron almost jumped out of his skin as he heard Vivian speak. She had leaned forward from the backseat. She was so close that her breath tickled his ear. He had forgotten that Tara, Vivian and Yori were still in the car.

"It wasn't attached to the car," Wade explained. "The blast came from the street level. It pushed the car upward. The debris was mostly from the street and few came from the car itself."

"You mean it was tossed under her car?" Ron asked. It was possible. The only other option that she parked under a bomb meaning it wasn't meant for her.

"More liked rolled under," Wade said dousing Ron's hope that it was a case of mistaken identity. "From the debris they pieced together what looked like the remnants of a remote controlled car. And from its damage, that was the origin of the explosion."

"Someone followed Vi and sent the RC to kill her?" Tara, who was sitting in front, asked.

"More like it was programmed to," Wade said. "I found microchips too advanced to be parts of the RC. I'm looking into it."

"Thanks Wade," Ron sighed. "Factor in RC and Drones in the defense systems. I don't want any surprises."

"You got it," Wade said before he hung up.

Ron pondered at this new development. He didn't know if the bomb was meant to kill or to scare. The car was strangely in one piece and the concussion blast pushed them away from the blast point. If the bomb was meant to kill, the car itself would be the weapon.

"Do not worry, Stoppable-san. I shall not fail you," Yori said as she understood the situation. She knew Ron better and she knew that he was thinking of investigating the case further.

"I just have this nagging feeling that this could get complicated," Ron voiced out his concerns.

"No offense Ron but with you, thing always are," Tara said making the rest of the women smile.

"Yeah, yeah." Ron sighed. But it was more interesting this way, he had to admit.

He dreaded and wished that there was something else that could complicate his life further.

///M

Dr. Betty Director was deeply concerned.

Agent Kim Possible hasn't checked in yet. Usually she gave her field agents an allowance of 48 hrs from their last communication but it was already been 4 days. Something must have gone wrong.

She didn't know who to trust. She knew that GJ had a Mole somewhere but she couldn't prove it. She hated being helpless but what was she to do? Kim's enemies were close in finding out her secret.

If she couldn't trust her own people who could she trust?

She needed insurance. She needed someone outside. And the only one she could trust was someone that others in her organization couldn't.

Dr. Director took out her personal phone, the only phone she knew that couldn't be bugged.

"Hello?" came an irritated voice. "What do you want? It's my vacation!"

"I need help," she said, dropping her commander's tone. She was asking as a friend and not as the commander of Global Justice. The person in the other line noticed the tone change. If this wasn't official then it was personal.

"What do you need?"

"Meet me at our favorite spot in two hours," Dr. Director said with a sigh of gratitude. "And thanks." The line went dead without another word. She smiled as she pocketed her phone. She knew that that person could help her.

She just hoped that she wasn't too late.

///M

End of Chapter

A/n: Okay. In the next chapter I have a little surprise. Thanks for those who reviewed. Could I ask something? Among the six, who would you want to go first?

Please review. I'd like to know how this chapter fared.