The First Sleep
Ron sighed as he walked towards home.
He left the M5 at Wade's. No sense worrying the girls about tonight's adventure. But he needed a new set of wheels, something that he could use in a discrete manner. And something affordable.
And when he said that to Wade, he almost laughed.
"Ron, even with your spending habits you wouldn't go through every penny you own."
"It's not that," Ron smirked. "Tara would kill me if I bought a car that was not sensible." And she would likely do so.
He liked cars. However, until recently he couldn't distinguish the difference between a fanbelt and oil filter. He was that hopeless. His trip around the world opened his eyes to the marvel that are cars.
The first time he enjoyed driving was the first time he was terrified by a middle aged Tofu maker when they delivered his goods to an inn at the top of Mt. Akina. He was amazed on how the man controlled his Gun Metal Grey Subaru Impreza at the turns while complaining that his son hasn't been home for a while.
He even took his hands off the wheel to smoke while performing a high speed drift. That scared him shitless.
It took Ron about a month to drive properly, so the man said. He had to drive as fast as he can up and down the mountain pass without spilling a cup of water that was placed in a holder on the dashboard.
When he got the knack for it, Ron delivered the tofu himself for a month after that. And then it was time to go.
He went to Europe and got a job as a cook for a resort. He was fascinated that the resort had its own race track and its guest get to play with the cars in the garage.
Porches, Lambos, Vipers, and even some cars he wasn't familiar with. They rode them all. Some even brought their own toys.
It was then that the owner of the resort met him. He was intrigued with Ron's boyish fascination that he offered to drive one of the cars. An Ascari KZ1. Klaas Zwart, owner of Ascari Cars and former race driver, was impressed with his cook's driving skills that he decided to hire him as a driver.
And Ron raced. It wasn't F1 but the GT series was as glamorous as its high octane brother.
Ron sighed as he looked at the road. It seemed endless, connecting everything and everyone.
If he would use Sensei's logic, he would say that "All Roads lead to one."
But why did he felt like it all leads to him?
Ron blinked as he heard a car approach. He was about to ignore it when he heard the familiar rumbling of a H-6 engine that he was familiar with. There was only one car that could sound like that.
A Porche 911.
Ron smirked as he faced the vehicle and sighed.
"What the hell are you doing, Stoppable?" Bonnie asked as she pulled over next to him. Ron smiled as he saw the repaired 911 GT3. There was one thing other people didn't know about her and that was if she dared to care, she cared deeply. Despite her strange way of showing it.
"Talking a walk," he smiled at her. Bonnie had a hard time keeping her cool and haughty demeanor when he smiled at her. Ever since he helped her get into the national races, her icy heart began melting for him.
"Taking… a…. walk?" she somehow knew he wasn't lying but he wasn't forthcoming either. "Where's your car?"
"I had Wade take a look at it," he said, still giving her that annoying, infuriating and lovable smile. "I had some engine trouble. He's helping me tune it up." Bonnie felt that it was true but still he was hiding something.
"Fine," she huffed. If he didn't want to say, she could force him but that would take a lot of effort. Energy she didn't want to waste since she had a long day.
Ron noticed her fatigue. He knew that she was working overtime with her racing team to be the best in the country. As her sponsor, he gave her team all the resources they needed to have a fighting chance in the finals. But he also knew that it was a rough road towards their goals.
Ron shouldn't have done it. With all his woman troubles what he would be doing would be pure madness, especially with Bonnie. But it was out his lips before he could think.
"Want me to finish that massage?" he asked. Bonnie blinked as her mouth opened. Did she hear right? The last massage he gave her made her so hot that she almost didn't race. All she wanted then was to shag him senseless. Bonnie knew that Ron knew that it wouldn't just be a massage. And he was willing to do that for her.
If she was he old self she would accuse him of pitying her but knowing Ron as well as she did, she knew all she had to say was yes.
As much as she wanted it, she couldn't get herself to say it. She didn't want him to think of her as a sex craved slut who would jump into his bones. But still, she wouldn't mind a bit of action from him. Especially if what she heard was true.
"Rain check, Stoppable," Bonnie smiled slightly. "I'm too tired even for a normal massage. I'll probably sleep before you put your hands on me."
"At least you'd be relaxed," Ron said.
"Ron, forgive me for being blunt but relaxed is not the state I want to be in when you touch me," Bonnie sighed. "And frankly I'm too damned tired to be horny."
"Why do I get the feeling that sometimes it's the other way around?" Ron smiled as he walked around and crouched down beside her side of the car. "Now that's something I would be scared off." Bonnie smiled as she faced him. She must admit, their relationship was kinda unusual but she wouldn't trade it for the world.
"Careful, Stoppable. That would suddenly be the case," her smile was predatory but playful. "Want a lift and drop you off anywhere?"
"I'll walk," Ron said. "I might not get home tonight if you drove."
"Promises, promises," Bonnie smirked and drove off leaving Ron with a soft smile in his face.
/M
"Are you all Uncle Ron's girlfriends?" Veronica asked as Tara, Vivian and Yori tucked her in Ron's bed. The girls looked at each other hoping that one of them had an answer.
"Um… In a way," Vivan said tentatively. How do you explain to a three year old the complexity of their relationship? "Is that weird? Him having a lot of girlfriends?"
"Not really," Veronica smiled. "It's just shows that Uncle Ron has a big heart." The girls smiled. That may be true, despite his once broken heart, it had enough space for all of them in it.
"His heart is bigger than it seems," Yori smiled as she gave the child a kiss on her forehead. "He has touched the hearts of others, that alone is a great feat."
"Ron's just… Ron," Tara tried to explain. "That's the best I could come up with," she said as Vivian and Yori looked at her strangely.
"That… is the most accurate description of Ron yet," Vivian smiled.
"It is… genuinely correct," Yori agreed. "Now, Nica-chan, it's time for bed."
"Um… could you stay for a while?" Veronica pleaded. "I don't want to be alone." The ladies smiled at her request. They were all willing however, Ron's bed could only fit two.
"I'll stay," Yori said as she lay down beside Veronica. Yori knew that both blonds wanted to stay with the girl but were reluctant to say so.
"I'll keep you company next time," Vivian said as she kissed Veronica on the cheek.
"Me too," Tara said as she kissed her forehead. "But we need a bigger bed so that we could all fit in it."
"Okay," the child smiled as she snuggled closer to Yori.
"Good night sweetie," Vivian said as she and Tara left the room. They were but a few steps away when Vivian looked back and sighed.
"She'll be okay," Tara assured her friend.
"I wish I could believe that," Vivian said with a sad tone. Her heart went to the redheaded girl in Ron's room. She was the sweetest thing. So fragile and so innocent. It makes one want to protect her from all those who would harm her.
"I know she'll be okay," Tara said with such confidence that Vivian was beginning to feel. "She has Ron."
"And Ron has us," Vivian smiled. "It makes you wonder…"
"Wonder what?" Tara asked as they continued to the living room.
"What's it like to have Ron's child," Tara almost tripped when she heard her friend say those words.
"Yo… You're serious, aren't you?" Tara asked but she knew the answer. In truth, she was asking herself the same question.
"It's not a contest," Vivian admitted. "I just want to have his child."
"I'm sensing a but," Tara said as she noticed her uncertainty. Vivian may be one of the oldest of the girls but she was still uncertain of certain aspects.
"I don't think I'll be a great mother," Vivian said. "Yori's the best person to be a parent. It's like she was born to be a mother."
"Vi," Tara sighed as she faced her friend. "No one's really ready for it even though you've prepared for it. Ron will help you and so would we. We ladies formed an unspoken bond that we'll be together through thick and thin. Weeks ago I would have thought that sharing Ron with five other beautiful women would be insane… come to think of it, it's still is.
"The thing is, we all love Ron. We chose this and we're sticking to it." This made Vivian smile. She looked at Tara, really looking at her and what she saw made he happily amused.
"You loved him longer," she smiled. Tara's sudden blush confirmed it. She couldn't hide it.
"Yes," she admitted. "But the man's so dense!" she cried in frustration making them giggle at the truth of her words. "I swear, even if I plastered my breast on his face he still would treat me like a lady."
"You love him for that," Vivian said. "The only man who could talk to you and not get distracted by those knockers of yours."
"Still," Tara blushed as she remembered her time with Ron. "I want him to do to me what he did to Monique. I was so turned on…"
"I think I got the picture," Vivian smiled. "With Monique, Shego and Bonnie they know what they want and just went for it. For us three… I don't know. Yori's waiting for Ron to make a move, I'm afraid to commit myself into doing it and you… you value your friendship too much and the thought of sex would probably change your perception of him, like not seeing as a friend but something more."
"Ron's… considerate," Tara said. "He doesn't want to hurt us."
"We're strong women," Vivian said indignantly.
"We're virgins," Tara pointed out. "For other's that's a trophy, for Ron, that's… a barrier he dare not touch."
"Sooner or later he'll have to make love to us, or heaven help me I'll have my inventions hold him down while I shag him myself!"
"For a sexually frustrated girl you look calm," Tara noticed. It was true. Vivian and Yori seemed to be the most sated of them all. And they haven't have sex with Ron yet.
"Well…" Vivian blushed at that comment. "Yori's been helping me with that. Actually, I think we've been helping each other." Tara blushed as she got her meaning. No wonder those two were so close. Vivian noticed her blush and more blood went to her face.
"It's… not what you think…" after seeing Tara's pointed look, she relented. "Okay, but it's not… it's sensual," Vivian tried to grasp the words. "We're still into men. We just hug a lot." Tara smiled as she gave Vivian a peck on the lips which surprised the older blond.
"I'm not judging. Our squad had some… experimentation going on back then. And… well… let's just say that I found out that some of the members… like me."
"Really?" Vivian was intrigued. "Are they…?
"I don't think so," Tara said. "They all voiced their fantasy to sleep with Ron. It's just… different."
"Come on," Vivian took Tara's hand and gently pulled her to the guest room. "Let's go to be before I decide that we'd be doing anything more than sleeping." Tara simply smiled as she went with her.
The truth was, if Vivian wished it, they would be sleeping later than expected.
/M
Ron sighed as he entered his house. The walk cleared his mind. He knew that the people who had Veronica's mother would use the little girl to break her. The most logical thing to do was to move into his manor first thing tomorrow.
He still needed to figure out why Fen would be after Vivian. Yori's keeping her safe but for how long. Sooner or later he'll get to her.
Ron took a deep breath and went straight to the shower. He needed a bath. Ever since the ladies were living with him he needed to stay fresh. He didn't want to smell.
Luckily he always kept a set of Pjs in the bathroom just in case he forgot to bring some clothes with him.
Ron quietly opened the door to his room, lately he wasn't alone when he slept but when he saw the persons sleeping on his bed he smiled.
Yori and Veronica were sleeping side by side, the pretty ninja girl wrapped her arm around the little redhead, protecting her even in her sleep. Yori opened her eyes and smiled. Yori was always a light sleeper and when she saw Ron, she invited him in.
It was a tough squeeze but Ron managed to position himself so that Veronica was in the middle of them. Ron looked at his charge and smiled. He never expected this but still, she was welcomed.
"Good night sweetie," Ron whispered as he kissed her cheek. "Good night, Yori," Ron kissed her gently on the lips and uncharacteristic of him, deepened the kiss with the young ninja.
Yori was pleasantly surprised. Sometime it would take more urging to make him kiss her but she wasn't complaining. Lest not to wake the little girl they separated but their hands intertwined and rested on the sleeping girl. To tired to think and to tired to do anything else, Ron slept.
Yori, with a satisfied smile, returned to sleep.
Tomorrow's another day.
End of chapter
A/n: Sorry for the mega delay. Please review. I need to know what you thought of this. Thanks again for supporting this story even though it's been a year since the last update.