Disney owns Kim Possible. And that is why I cry... T.T

WARNING: Joining the Revolution will not give you Sex Appeal.... Well maybe....

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"Ms. Possible? I think you need to come with me and see Ron, like right now...!"

"Is Stoppable-san allright?" Yori questioned worriedly.

Michelle opened the door, and saw the worried look on all their faces. "Yes, Mr. Stoppable is fine, he is however in quite a rush, and would like to speak to Ms. Possible ASAP for the fact that he will be kept busy for quite some time dealing with certain circumstances."

Everyone seemed to relax for a bit. And reluctantly, not looking forward to the conversation with Ron, Kim got up and followed Michelle.

The two ladies left the room and Michelle walked at a semi-brisk pace. Kim walked behind her slightly, easily keeping steed.

"Why are we in such a rush?" Kim asked earnestly.

"Mr. Stoppable has a very tight schedule and is already behind because of the Medical examination." Michelle replied

"Since when was Ron so busy that he doesn´t have much time to see his Best friend?" Kim replied dubiously.

Michelle smiled. "You´ve got it all wrong. Ron could care less about his schedule. I think he would give it all up in an instant if he got what he really wanted."

Kim smiled back and mused. "Yeah... I guess he would make us all wait until he had stuffed himself with atleast three Naco´s."

Michelle sighed, disapointed. But the smile returned. "Too true... He is unmistakebly a great guy." She mused, more to herself. A dreamy glaze cast over her eyes.

Kim suddenly felt the urged to kill her on the spot, but then reflected on Michelle´s words. 'Unmistakebly a great guy... How did I make that mistake...?' Kim felt her guilt begin to creep in again, but then firmly shrugged it away. She was going to make everything right again.

"Too bad he has his eyes set upon someonelse right now..." Michelle sighed regretablly

Kim then felt the sudden urge to kill however that person would be. "Yori!?" She grunted unintelligbly. It sounded more like a statement than a question.

Michelle stopped in her tracks, turned around, looked at Kim with a 'I-Cannot-believe-you-are-that-stupid look. She then immediatly groaned in disbelief as she continued her fast paced walk.

Kim didn´t follow her at first. 'What was that all about?' She thought to herself as she regained from her slight shock and quickly meet back up to Michelle.

They quickly found their way to small private room that was well hidden and protected by security. They did the nescessary precautions but finally came to a small wodden door. In front of it where two guards once again. They went in and Michelle said she would be waiting outside,and then backed out the way she came.

A sudden feeling of dread passed through her whole body as she walked in, not sure what to expect.

"You are extrememly lucky that the Blast did not hit you Mr. Stoppable, It would have surely ruptured your chest. And do not worry about scarring, it will clear up within a week or two." Said the voice of a Middle aged man.

"Mr. Dumb Luck." Kim replied semi amused as she walked in to find Ron sitting at the edge of a small bed, a Medical advisor was currently applying some transparant cream over the small little pricks of blood that had adorned a bit of his front chest. There was a small burn mark where his locket had been, but wasn´t now.

"Not Dumb luck, Dumb Skill." Ron corrected jokingly with a trademark grin, that even though his face had become more ruggedly handsome, still retained it´s goffiness when he smiled in that manner. He turned his gaze and stared at Kim warmly.

And once again, Kim was lost in a sea of chocalate. She wanted to remain lost for all of time, wanted to remain encased for all eternity. But the eyes turned dissapointed and left her´s.

Ron muttered something dissapointingly while he gazed away. "I don´t want it that way."

"Huh? Want what?" Kim asked.

Ron sighed a bit. "So, Is everything OK?" He asked the man. The man nodded confirmingly. "We will need to check your recovery, make sure there were not side-effects of that strange fire."

"OK, but not now. Please tell Michelle that we should have another look see sometime this week." Ron said politetly, respectfully. His demenor was astounding as he rised, shook hands, and spook elequently.

The man left, leaving them both alone. Leaving a very solemn silence between them, neither making any effort to break it.

Kim finally summoned up the courage, but Ron was the first to start.

"So.... How are things...?" He Inquired nervously.

"Great! Can´t Complain!" Kim lied happily. She didn´t know why she did, she just did. But for some reason, Ron began to smile a bit, not as if he were happy, but as if he were....pleased...

Another uncomfortable silence beset the room, but it was Kim the one to take the initiative.

"So... How do you enjoy being a multi-millionare?" Kim inquired just as nervously.

"I have my complaints..." Ron responded silently.

Another uncomfortable silence....

'This is Stupid. If i have any hope of winning back Ron´s friendship I need to start acting maturely.'

"Ron, listen... I know things have been really....odd.... but, I think that we need to make amends to each other... I...." Kim began, but didn´t finish.

"I think You should come back Home Ron." She finally stutered out.

Ron looked horrendously confused.

"I think You should come back Home Ron." Kim repeated, more forcefully this time.

Ron looked solemn. "Why?" he almost gritted out.

Kim was taken aback by his forceful tone, but continued on.

"Because Everyone Misses you.... I miss you..." Kim spoke confidently, but then lost her self again, only to whisper out that last piece.

"And I missed you too, along with everyone else. But why would i want to give this up?" Ron inquired in an even-tone.

"Well I... I-I just think that it would be better if you came back home." Kim managed to speak out.

"But, I am doing great! I have all of these fans, all of this money. Why should I give all that up?" Ron spoke out confidently.

Kim didn´t know if it was her place to say anything to change Ron´s mind and was unsure of what to speak.

"Why should I come home? What´s waiting for me there? Tell me the Reason Kim." Ron inquired in an even-tone.

"Everyone wants you back Ron. All the children at the Temple miss you. Who is going to read to them?" Kim pleaded.

"They are doing fine Kim. I know because they send me letters, encouraging me. Even though they miss me, they can manage without me. So tell me the reason Kim." Ron inquired geniunly. He truely wanted to know.

"I need you as my friend Ron.... I need you back..." Kim replied geniunly.

Ron´s face immediatly turned dissapointed. "And Why would I want to be friends with you?"

Kim was taken aback by the comment, but nonetheless stood her ground.

"Why would I want to be friends with a person who ignored me. Who hid me away when other people more popular than me. Who lied to me.... Who cast me away like yesterday´s trash when you found a suitable replacment for me...?"

When Kim didn´t respond, Ron filled in for her. "I am starting to think that the only reason you want me back as your friend, is because I´m the popular one, that I am now just as attractive as some other guys. I am sure that everyone will be dying to be your friend because you are friends with someone in a band. Is that it Kim? Please tell me I am wrong." Ron asked worriedly.

"NO RON! That´s not it!" Kim stated. Kim was worried. 'This isn´t Ron, he would never speak like this to me.'

Kim could feel her will wavering.

"Then tell me the Reason Kim... Tell me why I should give all of this up..." Ron asked geniunly

"Because I..." Kim started, But did not finish.

"Just tell me..."

"Because I... I..."

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I AM EVIL!

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