Chapter 12
-The Untitled Chapter-
(Or: The Birthday Party Make Up)
By Georsama
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The sleeping form in the bed rolled over, letting out a snore that sounded more like a slowly deflating balloon. Their fingers twitched in their dreams as they mumbled.
After several minutes, an eyelid cracked to allow a coca colored eye to stare at the door to the room, beyond which stood someone banging on the door. Kicking the covers off they rose to reveal a skinny frame clothed in a t-shirt.
The young man sat on the edge of his bed, cradling his head in his hands covering his eyes. It was just two early for this, he spread his fingers and glanced at the digital readout of his alarm clock and then closed his fingers.
The previous night came rushing back to him and he felt sick to his stomach, he wanted to just climb back into bed, unwilling to face the fact that he and Kim had just had a major fight. It wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't been over something so stupid.
He suddenly stood and grumbled starting towards the door, sure that it was his mother telling him he was going to be late. He grasped the handle and paused, thinking that if it was anyone else but his mom he would shout at him or her to buzz of.
He opened the door, bracing his arm against the door jam and stared groggily at the attractive black haired Japanese girl standing before him, a smile on her face. He blinked and forced his eyes to focus so that he could see her clearly "Yori?"
She bowed talking in a sweet voice "Ohayo Ron-san."
"Umm...not to sound rude, but why are you here?"
Yori smiled ducking under his arm and pushed past him into the room as she answered him "We are going to school together. You and Kim-dono are fighting."
Ron turned and stared in confusion "If I don't go and get her I'm sure she'll be even madder with me." He paused and crossed his arms talking in a dejected tone "Not sure why I should care though."
Yori turned having gathered up his schoolbooks "You care because you love her," She smiled and then handed the books to him "But that is not the point. Last night you refused to train but I cannot allow you to quit. However, I am your friend so I shall help you. All you have to do is a simple training exercise."
Ron took the books talking to her absently "Any fighting? Not the Rachio Course I hope."
Yori shook her head "No Ron-san, all you have to do is be nice to someone." She paused and graced him with a piercing look "It will help you gain more control over your instincts and emotions, something I believe you have problems with."
Ron nodded slowly "Say I do this, does it help get Kim to quit being mad?"
Yori nodded, giving him a mischievous look. Ron knew that look; he also knew that no good could or would come from it. Yet what other choice did he have? Kim had already shown that she was not going to accept his apology, even if it wasn't his fault. "Alright, who do I have to be nice to?"
Yori's smile grew into one that would make any predator proud "Bonnie-dono."
There was silence in the room for a moment and then Ron started laughing; it quickly trailed off to nothing "You're joking right?" he looked at her expectantly "Seriously, who do I have to be nice to?"
Yori shook her head "No Ron-san, I am not joking. You must not be nice to her nor can you react in a negative way to any of her flirting. It is an imperative part of your training."
Ron stared at Yori in disbelief, wondering if the girl was trying to get him to killed or worse get Kim to break up with him. Yori picked up Rufus and offered him to Ron "You control how far her flirting can go, but you must do so in a non-negative way." Ron took the naked mole rat and slipped him into his pocket, looking uncertain "It is the only way to get Kim to forgive you. You just have to trust me."
Ron stood there, weighing his options; it was not an easy choice. He locked eyes with Yori and sighed, he would trust her because unlike Kim he trusted people "Alright. But I'm not going to let her kiss me...or hold my hand...or hug me."
Yori bowed "That is fine Ron-san, now we must leave or we will be late."
Ron nodded and turned leading the way out of his room wondering how he managed to get himself into these situations.
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Anger seemed to radiate from the sole occupant of a small, well-kept room. The solitary male figure curled his fingers once again, the muscles along his arm straining under the pressure. He would've clenched his teeth as well if his jaw didn't explode in pain every time he attempted to do so. "I can't believe that bitch betrayed me like that," he seethed quietly, his mind mulling over what he could possibly do to repay her, but more about how he could utterly destroy the other two involved.
Glancing off to the side, eyes staring back at his from behind a mirror, "But how dammit. How are you gonna get em good Josh?"
Nothing that came to mind fit, he needed a crushing blow that would leave the other bitch and her dolt boyfriend reeling. Giving off a frustrated sigh, Josh stood, ramming the chair he had been sitting in back under the desk. His bag lay neatly atop the desk, but the angered teen waited to grab it up. "Let's just hope something presents itself at school," Josh simply sighed, swinging his bag over a shoulder and walking out of his room.
The rest of the house was quiet, vacant of other family members, so he just walked to the kitchen, grabbing himself a breakfast bar. Passing a trashcan, he tossed in the wrapper, sticking the bar in his mouth. Taking a large bite, Josh stepped out, his anger still boiling beneath a now collected exterior. As he neared another bite of his meager breakfast, a small idea slowly formulated. 'Damn you Mankey. You are one slick bastard,' he chuckled to himself, striding eagerly towards school.
Revenge, it was said, was a dish best served cold and it was a dish Josh hoped to savor.
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Kim leaned against a locker, arms crossed and a scowl on her face. The cold metal of the locker dug into her back but she didn't care. She listened with only half an ear to what Monique was saying about the fight as she dug in her locker, focusing the majority of her attention on the crowd filling the hallway.
Kim made the occasionally mhmm noise, her mind working over the fight. Part of her wanted to find Ron, kiss him and beg him to forgive her. The other half, the half that was in charge right now, wanted to slap the moron upside the head because she was right and he was wrong.
But both sides knew that it was all over something stupid. It had taken her a half hour to get out of bed and quit feeling sick to her stomach when she remembered the fight.
Suddenly her attention, which had been on thoughts of chaining Ron to a wall and beating him senseless, was brought to the young man slouching his way into school.
He was still wearing the close from yesterday, and he was looking decidedly dejected. For a brief moment Kim felt happy, this was instantly followed by guilt.
He came to a halt right in front of her, she expected another apology and she might even have accepted it this time. Instead when he lifted his gaze to look at her it there was only cold indifference, it match the one Kim was forcing herself to give him.
For a moment it seemed as if the entire hallway had come to a halt to stare at the two, as the tense minutes ticked off an invisible clock.
"Kim." Ron's voice was neutral, almost cold, and it caused Kim to flinch on the inside.
Kim responded in kind however, matching him in tone "Ron."
This exchange was followed by several more minutes of silence, in which two people who cared a great deal about each other continued to hurt the other, and then Ron looked away and started to continue down the hallway.
He barely made it to steps when he found his path blocked by a familiar brown haired predator. Only, instead of wearing her normally short skirt and tight top, she was dressed in a mid-thigh length black skirt and a powder blue cami tank top.
Startled he just stared at her, her change of apparel to disorientating for words. However one thing was the same, she was still very attractive. She gave him a sweet smile "Hi Ronnie."
Ron started to turn to look at Kim, but stopped himself and smiled back talking in a friendly voice "Hi Bonnie."
The girl giggled and slapped his arm lightly "You can call me Bon Bon silly."
Ron nodded smiling a little more, his body seeming to relax, "You look nice" Bonnie beamed at him and he gestured down the hallway towards their first class "Want to walk to class with me Bon Bon?"
The brunette nodded and fell into step beside him, her distance from him shrinking with each step till her hand was coming dangerously close to touching his.
Kim stood there, mouth-hanging open as was Monique's and every other student in the hallway. Then Kim let out a low growl, eyes narrowing even more. Without thinking she slammed one of her fists into a locker leaving a dent.
When she had regained some control over her temper and her instincts she spoke in a cold and harsh voice "Lets go Mon." Monique barely had time to register what her friend had said before Kim was marching down the hallway towards her first period class, leaving her attractive but confused friend to hurry after her.
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Bonnie stared at the blonde-haired boy in front of her and smiled the old adage her grandmother had been so fond of saying was true; you really could get more flies with honey than vinegar. It had been proven as true for three and a half periods already. Kim had been in a foul mood all day and Ron hadn't paid her the slightest attention.
To think that all it had taken was for the brunette to change tactics, she now knew for certain that Ron would resist her advances as long as she remained assertive and decadent, but now that she was acting more passive and innocent he was responding.
It was worth the gamble she took, copying Kim's girl next-door look. A lesson she would be sure to teach her daughter, if she ever had children.
"Ronnie," She lowered her voice giving him her best sweet, yet seductive, voice "Can I ask for a favor?"
The blond looked up at her and smiled setting his pencil to the side "Sure Bonn...er, Bon, what is it?"
Bonnie smiled and leaned forward crossing her legs under the desk, knowing that Kim's annoying friend, what's-her-name Monique, was watching their every move.
She put the tip of her finger on her lips and smiled "Can you give me a kiss? Pwetty pwease?" There was a moment of silence and then he nodded, looking bemused at her baby way of speaking.
Bonnie couldn't help but smile triumphantly. At last! One kiss would be all she'd need to conquer her prey and make him hers permanently. She closed her eyes, and puckering her lips waiting for kiss.
She heard something rustling and then Ron's voice saying 'now come on...' She resisted the urge to look; it would be better if she didn't see. However, when the kiss didn't came after several long minutes she opened her eyes and found Ron staring at her, a Hershey Kiss in his outstretched hand and smiling.
Bonnie stared at it for a moment and then sat back taking the candy, acting as if nothing was wrong. She watched as he resumed his writing and she couldn't help but chuckle. He was just to damn naive, how could Kim put up with it?
She ate the kiss and resigned herself to keep trying. She would win eventually after all she was Bonnie. She never lost a guy once she set her sights on him.
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As the students filed out of the classroom, they parted around the young man and woman that seemed to be holding a private conversation near a desk. Finally, with a fluttering giggle from the brown haired girl and a wave from the stupidly smiling blond boy the class was empty.
Well almost. Ron immediately let the smile he had been forcing himself to maintain disappear faster than cheese in front of Ron. His jaw muscles were sore from all smiling, it was way worse than when he'd gotten the ninety nine million dollars, at least then he been smiling because he felt like it.
Picking up his schoolbooks, he turned to find that he was not as alone in the classroom as he had first thought. Tara was standing in front of him, hands on her hips, a few other girls he didn't even recognize mimicked this position, not that he needed to know them. Just from the looks they were giving him, he knew that this was not a good thing.
"Ladies," He began then lost his train of thought, he felt Rufus trying to crawl deeper into his pocket and Ron continued, "Umm...we're going to be late for class."
"What exactly are you thinking?" Tara asked, her foot starting to tap.
Ron blinked and then raised an eyebrow "Ummm...right now? I'm thinking that I need to get to my next class."
One of the girls snorted as Tara continued, "Don't act dumb, you know what I meant."
"Acting? Who's acting?" Ron stated confused.
Tara shook her head "Your hurting Kim and flirting with Bonnie! What is the matter with you?"
Ron stared at her, then at the others, suddenly really seeing the dark looks he was getting. He straightened himself up, trying to build up some self-confidence while his mind raced trying to figure out how his father would handle a situation like this
"Nothing is the matter with me." Lame answer, he knew, but it was all he could think of to say.
Tara opened her mouth as if to say something when he suddenly started talking again, cutting her off "This is between me and Kim, not you and your friends."
"Bull, Kim's our friend." some girl in the back said, arms crossed.
Ron looked at the girl and shrugged "Maybe she is, but she's my girlfriend and right now, the only person in this school that is not shoving their accusations down my throat, is Bonnie." He let that sink in while he slipped around them and made a hasty trip to his next class.
Alas, the bell rang well before then, but when he walked in, he was a mask of indifference, despite the fact that he felt smaller than Rufus. He wished he'd never agreed to this training situation.
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The classroom was dark, not something normally expected of the study hall, but since Kim was the only one present, it didn't matter. The study hall teacher, had of course, upon seeing it was just Kim excused himself to go hang out in the teachers lounge.
This was fine, because Kim had other things on her mind, dark thoughts of a certain boyfriend and of her best friend who was slipping into the seat next to her with a heavy sigh. "Kim."
The red head, who had broken four pencils already, snapped her head around to stare at Monique. Her gaze was so intense that Monique almost wilted. "What?" she paused and then took a steadying breath "Sorry used the bathroom pass?"
Monique swallowed absently as she nodded and then hurriedly talked "I watched them all day in class. They've been flirting like mad."
Kim's eyes narrowed and she ground her teeth, clenching her fist tight enough to turn her knuckles white. "Have they-"
Monique quickly shook her head "No, Bonnie's been hinting at it. But he's been side-stepping her advances, but I don't know how long that will last." whatever was going on between the two she hoped that it didn't explode next period when they were all in same class.
The muscles in Kim's jaw muscles clenched and squeezed her hand tighter causing her entire arm to tremble. She didn't say anything; she couldn't find any safe words. Monique knew of course what was going through her friends mind and it made her a little worried about saying the wrong thing.
The beautiful woman almost instantly decided that it would be safer for her if she were out of the range of Kim's anger. Being around Kim when she was this upset was something best left for parents or boyfriends. She said a quiet goodbye and left her friend sitting there, her anger building.
Once Monique was gone Kim got to her feet and began to pace back and forth the empty classroom, she stopped in front of the class cabinets and muttered "Why?" It was one word but it covered so many questions that it was easier to say that one word.
When no answer came, she turned and paced back the other way "I wonder if anyone besides Ronnie would care if I ripped her hair out and shove it down her throat. Or his. Yea, his would be better." She nodded to herself frowning.
She came to a stop just in front of cabinets once more and shook her head "No, no, he's just Ron. He's' doing it get back at me. That's all, he doesn't care about her." She rounded on her heel and marched to the windows shaking her head "No, he wouldn't do something like this."
She stopped in front of the window and brought a fist down into the palm of her other hand making a loud smacking noise, her voice rising slightly "So why is he doing it then?!" She stared at her partial reflection and sighed, her voice taking on a hint of sadness "Why? Why can't we just go back to how things where before I ruined it all? Why did I call him stupid? Why couldn't I keep my fat mouth shut?"
She received no answer, just the silence of the classroom while she stared at her morose looking reflection. Suddenly she spun and marched back to her desk, just in time for the period bell to ring. She hadn't realized she stood there staring at herself that long.
She grabbed her book bag and roughly started shoving her books and broken pencils inside the anger that had seemed to burn itself off earlier rekindling and growing at an alarming rate as a mental image began to take shape in her mind.
She slung her bag over a shoulder and marched towards the door, slamming the door behind her hard enough to rattle the thick shatterproof glass. Her green eyes narrowed in anger as she shoved other students out of her way, the mental image of Ron and Bonnie making out coming into perfect view. Students and teachers alike, already knowing that Kim was in a foul mood, got out of her way. Kim didn't care; she was stalking through the hallway intent on finding her intended targets.
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Josh smiled at his reflection in the mirror then winced ever so slightly from the pain in his jaw muscles. The smile instantly faded and he ran a finger along his jaw line sighing. How in the world was it possible that dolt Ron was able to hit him that hard? It was inconvincible.
He left the thoughts of his jaw line for later and grabbed his books as he closed his locker. He scanned the hallway; noticing students that had once looked up him look away. Not that it mattered; he had more important things on his mind.
He paused as he spotted a familiar red haired girl, one whom he would soon be teaching a lesson. She was storming down the hallway, shoving kids out of her way. Josh read her body language and laughed inside, Ron had actually pissed her off.
He had thought the universe served him, but now, here it was in concrete evidence. Maybe he could hit Ron where it would really hurt him. He stepped out into her path and stared her down; she didn't hesitate in her approach, indeed acting as if he wasn't even there.
The basketball captain remained firm however and she came to a halt in front of him. "Hiya Kimmie."
Kim looked up him with a fury that would have cowered even Shego "Move it Monkey."
Josh shook his head and as if he was concerned put a hand on her shoulder "Now Kim, I can't let you go till we talk about a few things. Besides I can't let you go when you're so obviously upset and angry."
Now there a great many people that would have been able to do this and get away with it, not to mention getting her to calm down and listen to them, unfortunately Josh Mankey was not one of them.
She moved with blinding speed; within minute holding his hand in a single-handed wristlock followed by a swift and very painful front kick to the groin, which had the effect of lifting him up onto the balls of his feet.
He let out a squeaky 'eep' and then slumped to his knees, his hands clutching at his groin in a delayed reaction to protect his most prized possession. Kim stood there a moment longer, watching as he struggled to keep from crying. "Thanks. I needed to do that."
Josh slumped to his side, curling into the fetal position openly crying as Kim resumed her stride down the silent hallway. Josh had done Kim a favor, a painful one to be sure, but it was still a favor. She was now reasonably sure that she wouldn't attack Ron and Bonnie when she saw them.
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By the time fifth period rolled around it seemed as if the entire school was on edge because of the fight between Kim and Ron. It was rather amazing to watch, at least to Yori it was. The plan she had devised was in full swing in front of her.
There was Ron on one side of the room allowing Bonnie, who was seated next to him, to flirt with him shamelessly. Then on the other side of classroom, flanked by Monique and a few other friends from the cheer squad, sat Kim glaring daggers at the two.
Yori couldn't help but smile from her seat in the very back; she crossed her legs pleased that her plan was unfolding just as she wanted. Kim's jealousy was high ever since Yori arrived and now the young Japanese beauty was fanning its flames to a white-hot intensity.
She was sure that by the next period Kim would be ready to kill or at least maim, just the right temperature for Yori's plan to work. She smiled even wider when Monique took the seat next to her; this had been expected as well.
"You're enjoying this aren't you." The girl's low voice held a sharp edge, but it didn't seem to affect Yori at all.
"No Monique-dono," Yori responded quietly "I am not enjoying this."
"I'm sure." was the immediate and cold response.
Yori turned her head to look at her companion, her smile growing slightly as she leaned forward "I'm surprised you wanted to sit next to me." she took a soft whiff of the air and licked her lips "You smell nice, Monique-dono, like Kiwi. I love kiwi."
Monique shifted in her seat uneasily, trying to move away from the girl "L-look, I don't know what you're trying to do, but it's not going to work."
Yori sat back, but didn't take her eyes off Monique "Monique-dono, I think I am being rather obvious."
"Obvious?"
Yori grinned and licked her lips "Yes, you know what I want." Monique mumbled something and Yori continued "But I think you want Ron-san."
Monique blinked and suddenly sat up right and hissed, "I do not want Ron!"
Yori looked back at the students "You talk with such surety; maybe you want someone else then." The Japanese beauty glanced at the young woman out of the corner of her eye "Someone that has red hair?"
There was a moment of silence and then Monique growled in a low voice as she suddenly understood Yori's meaning, "I do not want Kim! I am not a lesbian." Monique hissed even louder than before.
Yori smiled slightly and looked at her "I believe the saying is 'you protest too much.'" Monique glared at Yori, then rose angrily and stormed back up to take her seat next to Kim. She turned in her seat glaring hatefully back at Yori, then turned back snapping her pencil up to return to her work.
Yori smiled wider and returned her attention to the three students in the heart of her plans. Kim hadn't even noticed Monique's absence. Yori shifted in her seat, crossing her legs once more, hooking instep behind heel. She made a quick note in her spiral notebook 'Yes,' she chuckled to herself 'school in America is definitely educational.'
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The cave was unusually quiet; this was because of the overbearing presence of one black garbed man. He had his hands held behind his back, eyes focused completely on the cowering nerd in front of him.
The red smock was dirty and torn, and the spiky black hair matted. He looked as if he had received several beatings, which of course he had. The towering black clothed man spoke, his voice betraying his English accent "Can you do it?"
The man nodded slowly, looking as if he was afraid for his very life. He jumped suddenly when a hooded monkey ninja came slinking out of the darkness. It brandished a laptop and under the watchful eye of the man, the nerd took it in trembling hands.
The man spoke once more, his voice sending shivers up and down the cowering man's back "Lord Monkey Fist. You shall say yes my lord Monkey Fist."
The nerd immediately did as he was told "Y-yes my lord Mo-monkey Fist. I can do it."
Monkey Fist nodded and smiled evilly "Good. Very good, " he turned to leave and then paused turning back to look at him "Don't worry, once your done I'll free you, Mr. Lucre, I believe?"
Frugal nodded feverently and Fist turned his back on the man and left, leaving the poor man alone with the monkey ninjas hiding in the darkness of the cave. Soon, very soon, Fist would have what he sought. He would be the Ultimate Monkey Master.
He entered the main cave and stopped staring at the restored jade monkeys and the Lotus Blade. He approached it slowly, aware that unseen simian eyes were on him, not that he cared. He stopped before the blade and reached out, the sword hummed only slightly under his touch, as if it was beginning to accept him as master.
He turned releasing his hold on it and hands behind his back once more started towards his antechamber, he had to see to Chippy's punishment. Really, he'd left the poor monkey alone for nearly an hour, much to long to be healthy.
He paused at his door and spoke in a loud commanding voice "Go train." He heard the barest of clothes whispering as they disappeared out of the cave. He entered the antechamber to the one monkey ninja that was unable to flee.
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The library was quiet and empty; this was because everyone else was at lunch. Only three students had decided to spend their lunch time in this room filled with books, two because they had work to catch up on and the last because she was unwilling to let the other two out of her sight.
The red haired girl almost jumped when the silence was shattered by the familiar voice whispering just behind her shoulder "Kim-dono, we must talk."
The green-eyed girl looked around to stare at the girl that had spoken. Her black hair pulled back into a high ponytail now, but Kim didn't really pay much attention. She immediately turned to look back at Bonnie the girl she truly hated and Ron the boy she both loved and despised at the same time. "No, we don't."
The oriental girl ignored Kim's statement and took a seat next to her "Kim-dono, there is much unsaid between us that must be said."
Kim sighed and leaned back in her chair, watching the other girl out of the corner of her eye "What do we have to talk about?"
"Ron-san." Yori said simply.
There was a moment of silence then Kim turned her head to star at the other girl more coldly than ever. Yori was un-phased by the reaction and she leaned forward placing her elbows on the table as she continued, "You are jealous of me, but I am only his friend." Kim snorted but said nothing. "You are not his friend, you are his girlfriend and that is more important than a friend."
Kim let out a low derisive laugh before talking "Right, that's why he didn't tell me when he ran off on that mission Right? That's why he spends almost every ounce of free time he has with you."
Yori nodded "Yes," she continued to watch the two teenagers across the room "He cared about you enough to keep you out of needless danger. I might add he only spends so much time with me because you tell him that he should."
Kim rolled her eyes then turned back to stare at Bonnie and Ron "You know you don't have to pretend with me, I know you want him. I'm just surprised you're not trying to steal him while you have the chance." Her voice was empty of the hurt and despair she felt.
"I will tell you a secret Kim-dono;" she lowered her voice as she continued; "I have my own Ron-san. Though I will tell you the truth, at one point I did want your Ron-san." She saw the rather startled look on Kim's face and continued "But he is not mine, he is yours. I believe that mine has waited long enough."
"You have...wait, hold on a minute then what was up with all this you've been doing with Ron?"
Yori smiled "I must admit when I first arrived, I was jealous of you. I was trying to get you mad,"
"Well it worked." Kim mumbled, but there was a weak note of amusement in her voice.
"It is beside the point Kim-dono, it is in the past." Yori said then became serious once more "Bonnie-dono's actions bother you. As they should." Kim nodded scowling at the other girl who was rubbing Ron's upper arm. "You must trust him. That is what he wants. He thinks there is no trust with him able to handle himself." Yori stated quietly.
Kim looked at her Japanese companion and shook her head "How can I trust him? Look at what he's doing. Bonnie's all over him and he's doing nothing. Why doesn't he just pull her into a closet and get it over with?"
Yori shook her head and clicked her tongue in disapproval "Two different issues of trust," she let out a little sigh then expanded "But he is not pulling her into a closet because of you. You're the one in his heart; he has total love for you. He is only tolerating her because everyone else he knows is treating him like everything is his fault."
"That's not a good excuse and it can't be the only reason."
Yori nodded "There is another reason."
"What is it?"
"You." Kim stared at Yori in disbelief, wondering how in the world she could have been the cause of this. "There are worse things that one can do to someone than striking them," Yori lowered her voice "Sometimes words hurt much more."
Kim looked at Yori oddly, beginning to wonder about how this girl, who until this conversation had never said more than two words to her, was suddenly giving her insights much more in-depth than anything that her mother could have supplied "Are you saying that its my fault that he's acting like an idiot?"
Yori nodded "Yes. It was and is your jealousy. It fueled your angry words that hurt him so deeply and it is now forcing him away. It is forcing him to do something terrible, something that he would never do on his own."
Kim looked at the other girl thinking about what she had been told. It made sense in a way but she didn't want to believe that it was her fault. Yori rose from her seat, picking up her books "You are causing him to hurt you. I say this only because I want Ron-san happy and you Kim-dono make him happy."
Kim watched as the girl bowed once more and then turned exiting the library. She stared after the girl for a moment and then glanced towards Ron and caught him staring at her. They locked eyes briefly and Kim gave a small, nervous smile. She was pleased when he returned it; she began gathering her books thinking about things. Suddenly everything that Bonnie had been doing, Ron's seemingly thoughtless actions, just didn't matter to her any more.
It was a strange feeling, but she understood it now. They didn't matter to her any more, because she knew the truth, he had been thinking about her the entire time and Bonnie would fail. Now that she knew that, she was far more worried about if Ron would forgive her, because she was going to apologize, something she hardly ever did.
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"Ron-san."
The blond pulled his head back out of his locker and looked at the owner of the voice blinking. "Yori?"
She nodded and gave him a small smile "YOU have done well with your training Ron-san." she glanced through the empty hallway at the brunette girl who seemed to be giggling; "Bonnie-dono believes that she has won you over."
Ron looked at Bonnie and then back at Yori "Yea, well it wasn't easy. I kept wanting to tell her to back off, at least until everyone else started blaming me."
Yori nodded slightly "Yes, I know. Now this part of your training is over, " She glanced at something and then looked back at him "Now you must face your heart."
Ron opened his mouth to respond when he heard a soft cough from behind him; he spun around and found himself face to face with his lovely girlfriend, one whose temper was a testy thing. She dropped her eyes and then looked back up at him some of her hair falling over her eyes "Ron," she paused took a breath and then continued, "I just wanted to say I'm sorry. The entire thing was my fault."
Ron stared at her blankly, trying to remember the last time Kim apologized. He found he couldn't. She was staring at him earnestly, waiting, when he didn't seem able to say anything she continued, "You were right, I should have trusted you...I do trust you, its just that when you're in danger-" she trailed off.
Ron stood there and then, as if her apology had no affect on him slammed his locker door. He watched Bonnie smile wider from her spot down the hallway. He looked back at Kim, torn between brushing her off as if she had him or accept her apology. Both were tempting, it was a tense moment, one that everyone present could feel.
Finally, he spoke in so soft a voice that only Yori and Kim could hear him "It's not your fault."
Kim stared at him; he didn't say anything else just stared at her. Kim stared back, lost, he was supposed to hug her or something, but instead he was just standing there looking at her. Suddenly he slung his arms around her and pulled her in close for a hug "Come on, you know I can't stay mad at you. Let's get some nachos."
Kim hugged him back, clutching at his clothes tightly, fighting to keep from crying. Finally, she looked up at him "Promise me you'll tell me the next time you go running off?"
Ron nodded slightly smiling goofily "Deal." He gave her a kiss on the forehead "Now come on, we got a lot of things to catch up on." Kim nodded and let him lead her out of the hallway and school towards his car.
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Bonnie couldn't believe it; it was unimaginable. Ron had just turned his back on her and went off with Kim Possible! How dare he? How could he? She had him in the palm of her hand, she knew it everyone knew it.
Hell, if half the rumors that had been floating around school were true, she had been planning to keep him even after she had bagged him. Thirteen Inches! And he'd just went off with Kim! Her mind was lost in the illogic of it all; one minute the two were fighting on the verge of breaking up and then suddenly they were all lovey dovey again.
She just stood there staring after the couple, unable to process what had just happened to her. She almost jumped when a hand lightly touched her shoulder. She turned and found herself staring at the friendly face of Yori.
Yori gave her a reassuring smile "Are you alright?"
Bonnie shook her head weakly and Yori put her arm around the other girls shoulders "Come with me, we'll have a nice long talk," As she started to lead the girl away she asked in a lower tone "Have you ever tried Sake?"
Bonnie once more shook her head, her mind in such disarray that she didn't even realize that Yori was leading her out of the school in the opposite direction of Kim and Ron. Nor did she notice the mischievous tone that the Japanese girl's smile took on.
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Monique watched as Yori led Bonnie away, holding her close like a friend. She then turned her head to stare at where Kim and Ron had gone. She stepped out of the empty classroom and blinked, this was all just too confusing. It was even more complicated by everything Yori had been suggesting.
Monique quickly shoved it all to the back of her mind and hurried out of the school, following Kim and Ron's route, she had to get ready for Kim's birthday party tonight. She couldn't help but wonder why Kim had even let the plans for it go ahead if she was this upset and pissed, unless deep down, she knew that things were going to work out between her and Ron.
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The door to the antechamber opened slowly allowing the tall, imposing figure of the simian lord to step out into the main cave. He stretched ever so slightly; Chippy's punishment was coming along splendidly. It wouldn't be too much longer.
His thoughts were interrupted by a ninja appearing from the shadows. It chattered to him quickly, whatever it said brought a smile to his face. Monkey Fist followed it into the smaller side cave and found the ever budget conscious villain Frugal Lucre crouched in a corner.
"Have you finished?"
The man nodded speaking in a stuttering voice "Y-yes my lord M-onkey Fist."
Fist placed his hands behind his back and issued quick, quiet orders to the ninja, then dismissed it. He stood there considering the cowering man and then raised an eyebrow "The meeting location?"
Frugal gulped and trembled a little more "F-fifty miles from Upperton on April fifteenth...he said he'd be in the area for something then." Fist took at step towards him and Frugal quickly continued, "I used the contact name of John DiMaggio, you're meeting in the Rider Strong Park."
Fist snorted and then turned as if to leave, Frugal stared at him with wide eyes and stood up looking terrified "You said you'd free me." He tried to slip into his false villainous voice "Vell I have done vhat yov vatned, so free m-" he fell silent when the Simian lord stopped and turned to look at him.
"I did say that didn't I," Monkey Fist started back towards Lucre, a sense of casualness in his body language. He stopped just in front of the young man and locked eyes with Frugal Lucre. They're was a moment of silence and then Fist spoke "I am a monkey of my word,"
Before Lucre could form a word to express his appreciation Fist's hands moved with blinding speed striking him in five different places. The discount villain slumped to his knees, hands clawing at this throat as he gasped for air then fell forward sprawling on the ground eyes going glassy as they rolled so that only the whites showed. His breath was erratic for a moment and then stopped completely.
First smiled and kicked the cold hand of the former villain off his foot and snorted, "I set you free." He turned and picked up the laptop, folding it under arm as he left talking to the monkey ninjas that arrived as ordered "Get rid of the body."
They bowed as he passed and then hurriedly went about what they'd been ordered to do.
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The ranch style home's driveway was filled with cars and loud music filled the air through its open windows. Inside the house there were party guests made up of students and family members. The living room itself had been emptied of furniture and turned into a dance floor and the dining room table almost bent from the amount of open presents and sliced cake with punch set atop it.
The party goers smiled and laughed, general enjoying the music and the atmosphere of fun. It a marked change from the school day, this was of course helped by seeing Kim and Ron hand in hand everywhere they went from greeting guests to just standing around and talking with each other.
Generally, the word for the party was perfect.
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"Honey, why haven't you and Ron danced yet?"
Kimberly looked up at her from her spot at the kitchen counter at her mom sighing, "He won't dance till there's a slow song," she shrugged slightly picking up a bowl of chips.
The older Possible female watched her daughter leave, her mouth set into a slight frown. It was her daughter's birthday and she would make sure Kim danced.
Picking up a platter of plastic cups she walked out into the dance area just off to the side. She spotted her husband who was standing next to the small music booth that Wade had sent.
She set the plastic cups down on a nearby table and walked over to stand next to her husband. Spoke quietly, her eyes staying on Kim and Ron who were the only wallflowers at the party. Ron looked nervous for some reason and Kim rather downcast.
Her husband nodded listening to her and then turned to the music booth that was also equipped with a computer display of Wade. He spoke to Wade who nodded as he smiled, before looking down typing something. The song currently playing died much to the loud protests of many of the kids.
There was a moment of silence and then soft musical notes of piano filled the air followed shortly by the first of the songs lyrics "You're my peace of mind in this crazy world,"
Kids, as if in quiet protest, departed the dance floor. They apparently thought this would bring back their music; instead, it only put Ron on the spot as Kim pulled him out onto the floor smiling from ear to ear.
She was quick to take charge and position his hands so that they were on her hips and hers were around his neck. She started their sway, closing the gap between them, but soon gave the lead to the blond who actually had a rhythm for this type of song.
The song lasted several minutes, minutes in which Kim's mother had to keep her dad from shouting for them to put some space between them, they were minutes in which Kim and Ron forgot about everybody but each other.
When the song finally ended, Ron whispered something to her and Kim stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. It was quick but it made him blush anyway, wither because from her or from the openness of it. As another slow song came on, they resumed there dancing, while several other couples joined them, not the least of which was Kim's mom and dad.
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Monique watched as Ron settled into his spot on the sidelines of the dance floor while Kim moved off to get something to drink. She approached him quickly, wanting to talk to him before Kim came back, or worse Yori interrupted. She hadn't seen her at the party yet, but there was no telling.
"Ron," Monique hissed once she was close enough, she looked as nervous and upset as she felt.
The blonde smiled at her, "Oh hey Monique. Enjoying the party?"
Monique shook her head snorting "Forget about the party. I have a hugely important question for you."
He nodded, looking slightly on guard "This isn't about me cheating on Kim is it? Cause I'm really getting tired of it."
She shook her head "It's got nothing to do with that." she took a breath and then relaxed "It's about Yori though, does she...I mean...do you know if...does she like girls?" Ron stared at her blankly for a moment and Monique bit her lip "Well does she?"
Ron blinked again and nodded slowly "Well yea, I suppose she does. She asks a lot about you, Tara, and other girls at school. So yea, I think she does like girls, why?"
Monique's eyes widen in surprise and she squeaked "N-no reason. You're sure she likes girls?" When Ron nodded, Monique hurried off, looking worried.
Ron watched her hurry away and tilted his head slightly, "Funny girl."
Kim nodded moving over to stand beside him offering him a glass of punch "Yes, she didn't even say Happy Birthday to me." The red head looked over at Ron smiling "What were you two talking about anyway?"
Ron shrugged and sipped his punch "She was asked the strangest thing." he looked at his girlfriend as if he wanted to laugh, "She wanted to know if Yori liked girls. I told her she did and she seemed to freak."
Kim laughed and Ron followed talking between his laughter "Its not that big a surprise that she does is it? I mean she likes everybody, boy or girl."
Kim nodded laughing a little harder "No it's not a surprise, I mean good lord I could have told her that."
Ron finally managed to stop laughing and then leaned over kissing her cheek lightly "Happy Birthday KP." Kim smiled and blushed slightly muttering a 'thanks'. They stood there for a moment and then grabbed his hand tugging on it lightly trying not to draw attention to her actions. "Come on, I wanna put some of the presents in my room do something special." She put a special emphasis on special.
Ron nodded, not catching the emphasis. He let her lead him over to the table with the presents, she quickly handed him two presents and took some herself then lead the way out into the hallway and up the stairs towards her room.
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The antechamber was quiet, Chippy hung limply against the wall his wrists still held in chains, his exposed fur matted. He had passed out hours ago, not that the man present cared. He was by far to busy planning for his upcoming meeting to even think about it.
He tapped a finger on the rock table and narrowed his eyes time was running out already. It was barely enough time to plan anything, but he could do it. Nothing was going to stop him from achieving his goals.
He stood up and walked around the table to the antechambers door. He slid the latch into place, knowing that the ninjas were already sleeping. He turned returning to his mediation spot, the followers would sleep, he would meditate.
He closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, sleep was good, but his mediation was deep enough that it was even better than sleep. When he was done, he knew he'd have a plan, he always did. Then all that was left would be memorizing the buffoon's tells. Monkey Fist was determined to grind the boy under his heel.
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Monique filtered through the partygoers, looking for Kim. After her initial shock of Ron's answer, she remembered that she hadn't even told Kim happy birthday. What kind of friend was she if she just left and didn't tell her? Not a very good one, she just hopped that she wouldn't run into Yori.
As she walked towards the cake she wondered where Ron was and it suddenly came to her that the two had snuck off together to have a private moment. It brought a smile to her faces, she might not be fond of Ron but he did make Kim happy.
Sighing she shook her head and turned to look out at the mass of students, wondering which she had yet to ask. She didn't dare ask Kim's parents, it wouldn't take them long to notice Ron's absence once they knew Kim was missing.
She spotted a vaguely familiar girl removed from the dancing. Monique raised a well-trimmed eyebrow and titled her head slightly, trying to remember the girl's name. Hitching a smile to her face, she approached racking her mind for the girls name; it came to her just as she reached the girl "Hi, Crystal."
The other girl nodded and flipped her maroon hair back smiling brightly. Monique offered her hand and the other girl took it, they shared a very light handshake. "Monique, I was wondering when we'd get to talk again."
Monique nodded, slightly surprised that the girl even knew her name "Been a long time."
"Yes, it has. I kept waiting for you to call me after-" Crystal stopped noticing that Monique seemed uncomfortable with what they were discussing and finished her sentence ambiguously "the sleepover."
There seemed to be a slightly uncomfortable silence between the two, Monique rubbed her arm, while Crystal looked anywhere but at the young woman in front of her. Monique cleared her throat breaking the silence much to the relief of both "So have you seen the Birthday girl? I haven't told her happy birthday yet, I have a curfew tonight."
Crystal nodded pointing towards a doorway "Yea, I saw her and ol' doofus carrying some presents out of the room. They were being pretty sneaky about it."
Monique nodded smirking "I bet. They probably snuck outside for a little 'talk'"
Crystal laughed and then waved as Monique took off that direction; she picked up her glass of punch keeping her eyes locked on Monique.
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Monique found herself in the hallway looking around; the only place to go was up. It hit her and she chuckled, thinking that it made sense. Smiling she started up the stairs hand running along the railing, humming the happy birthday tune to herself.
She reached the top flight and looked to her right and then her left, and headed for the steps leading to her best-friends loft bedroom. She reached the bottom step and looked up finding the door shut. That was unusual.
Shrugging she climbed up to the second step and reached up to shove the door open then paused, an odd, muffled noise reaching her noise. She arched an eyebrow curious; she might have opened the door and continued upwards but stopped when a voice spoke up from behind her. "I wouldn't open that right now."
Monique grasped for something, trying to stop her fall the voice startling her, but she found only empty space and she tumbled backwards but came to a sudden stop in the arms of someone. She took a moment to gather her wits and then realized that the person holding her was female.
She pulled herself out of the girls arms and turned to find out who it was, praying that it wasn't who she thought it was. Of course, her prayer went unanswered, Yori stood before her, hair done nicely, her dress a tight strapless number that showed off her body rather well.
Monique watched the girl with wide eyes as she picked up her drink and looked at Monique a small mysterious smile on her face. "What are you doing up here?" She stopped thought better of it and crossed her arms "Never mind that, what do you mean I shouldn't open that door right now?"
The oriental girl smiled sweetly "You know why, at least I would hope you do." She tilted her head to the side "Kim and Ron are up there. They are reacquainting themselves with each other."
Monique snorted, "So they're kissing big whoop."
Yori blinked her eyes and shook her head "They are doing more than kissing. I imagine that tomorrow neither one will be able to talk from tonight's 'activities'" she chuckled "They're jaw muscles will be to tired, much like Bonnie-dono's."
Monique blinked, her eyes growing even wide "They're...they're not...they can't be...not now!" she looked scandalized.
Yori laughed lightly and touched Monique's nose lightly with the tip of her finger "They are indeed," she ran her tongue around her lips a little taking a step towards Monique so that they're was hardly any space between them.
Monique tried to look anywhere but at Yori but found it impossible; Yori seemed to have cast a spell on her. They stared at each other, so close that they were almost kissing. Monique had thought they had more room between them, but then realized that the other girl had moved closer unnoticed.
Monique looked like a dear in headlights, while Yori looked as if she was enjoying herself. The Music from the party, which had been loud even from up in the second floor hallway, began to fade. Monique started to open her mouth to say something when a well-manicured finger began to lightly trace the outline of her lips and then jaw line. The spell Yori had apparently cast making the other girl stay silent.
'OMPH!' Both girls jumped at the noise over head, it sounded like a body falling to the ground. There was some loud giggling following the noise, but the spell that had fallen over them had been broken. The music was still lower in volume but Monique could move and she took off like a bullet.
She cleared the stairs and the now nearly empty dance floor in record time; she barely even waved at Crystal who was standing next the presents talking to another girl from the cheer squad. She made it to her little red Accord Coupe and out into traffic before she even remembered that she hadn't even took her present for Kim out of the back seat.
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Yori laughed, it was truly a beautiful thing to see Monique so terrified. She couldn't have timed that interruption any better. She laughed a little more then fell silent listening to the almost inaudible sound of heavy breathing.
She lifted her glass toasting the couple the smile on her face fading "Happy birthday Kim-dono." her voice sounded a tad bitter. She downed her drink in one gulp and then started down the hallway, wiping a stray on her cheek away. Ron was lost to her, maybe she would call Osamu it would be nice to hear his voice.
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red52: Thank you, I'm glad that I went above an beyond. Maybe it'll excuse me from any blame if this chapter is a let down. No, your right, she did lose it at the end. (I toned it and the fight scenes down) Thank you for the good luck, I'll need it.
Ace Lannigan: Long chapter. I appreciate that you didn't feel the need to point out the more obvious 'wrong word' usages. I'm not perfect, so I appreciate the slack. Anyway, enjoy the story and this chapter.
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Mr. Elliot: Now I think your just trying to butter me up, but thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed the brilliant argument and the narcissistic views of a certain red head, etc. I hope that you enjoy this chapter and it leaves your craving.
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I'm glad that you agree since, well, I own a controlling share in the duck tape company (Not really, but it'd be nice) I actually managed to avoid the cold that was going around, but then again I developed the cure for the common cold years ago.
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Yamal: Yes trouble in paradise, but it didn't last long (Mainly because I didn't want it to, I am working in a time frame you know...)I'm glad Chippy rocked! Iunno she might get upset if we don't.
Zehra: Lighten up. That's all I can really say. I mean really, it's just a word. At least to me its just a word that defines people from the orient, like the word European defines people from Europe. If others besides yourself think it is racist then they should tell me and I'll gladly stop using it, I would also suggest that the only way it could be racist is if the racism is in the mind of the person reading it. So again, I say in all honesty, Lighten up its just a word.
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AN:
Well this chapter is done, finally. It seems this one has taken me longer than any of my others, and in some ways it feels longer than the others. I haven't been able to concentrate on this story like I should have, but hopefully its still as good as ever. I am afraid of losing my magic.
I must ask since I ran into the problem of Not remembering the layout of Kim's house, that you all bare with my last scene. (Also if anyone has an official (or a fan designed but close enough) floor plan of Kim's house to email me with it, I'd dearly appreciate it.
Now then, I do hope you enjoyed this chapter, the next one is unfortunately on a back burner because I need a break and to sort out my finical situation, because despite all the good luck I've been wished I haven't gotten a new job and am now living off the money I have saved (which isn't a lot) And Ff.net has finally started to really tick me off.
But all that being said, enjoy, review and if your a multi-billionaire please hire me. :-D
Geor-sama