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"There is no such thing as a Lover's Oath" - Plato

"He'll be out that door any second." Kim whispered to herself. Perched on a rooftop across from Middleton University's humanities building, Kim Possible sat with a pair of high tech binoculars. Back in the day this would have been reconnaissance, but now it was nothing more than Kim Possible, once renowned hero and savior of the world many times over, was nothing more than a stalker. Her patience paid off as the young man she had been watching for weeks stepped out of the building. Every time she followed him he managed to lose her, or her lose him, but not today. Today she was prepared for anything.

Kim stealthily crawled across the rooftops following the young man all the way off of the school campus. She left the protective rooftops and leapt behind a row of bushes. Kim quickly rushed to regain eye confirmation of her target, but realized he'd already gone. About to admit defeat again, the young woman noticed shoe prints in the grass that led to a fence, while she inspected the fence she found the same imprints in the next yard leading into a house. Kim smiled nearly maniacally, "I've gotcha." Suddenly her watch beeped, "Shit. Time for class." She began to run back to campus praying she made it in time.

CHILDREN OF WAR
PART 002: The Man With Two Faces

"Can that old bat drag on any longer?" Kim grumbled as she made her was back from class. It wasn't exactly a long class, but the elderly teacher was noted for not shutting up. Kim rushed with a frivolous pace so she could continue her observations.

"Where's the fire, KP?"

Kim stopped in her tracks and spun around. She tried to find who said it, but there wasn't a single person in the area, but it was HIS voice. The voice that filled every dream and every nightmare, that belonged to the one man that could single-handedly fill her heart with untainted euphoria and send shivers down her spine and shook her to the core, "Ron?" She scanned the area for a moment looking for him. 'My mind must be playing tricks on me,' she thought as she quickly turned and smacked right into someone.

"Shit, I'm sorry." Kim looked up only to see herself reflected back at her in the mirrors of a pair of sunglasses that could only belong to the idol of her heart's affection and her lust's attention, "You okay?"

Kim could only form monosyllabic noises and for the first time in four years, she blushed in embarrassment. After a few seconds Kim could finally manage, "I was coming to see you."

The man smiled and offered a small chuckle, "From the bushes or roof this time?" Kim's shy and blank face morphed into a small and even more embarrassed apologetic grin.

"I was just trying to find out more about you... that's all really..." Kim started mumbling after that until the man shook his head.

"You could of just talked to me." He removed his sunglasses to reveal his piercing gray eyes to Kim, "My name is Janus Nemicosto, Ms. Possible."

"You know who I am?" Kim's blush spread, trying to keep her propensity at bay while carrying out conversation.

"You were on the news constantly through high school. Actually, you were not only an inspiration but a bit of a crush." Janus smiled as he broke eye contact her as he turned his head to the side, but his eyes drifted back over to her.

Kim was struggling to stay standing up, "Would you want to go get some coffee or something? I... I need to sit down."

Janus smirked softly, "Sure, I know a great Japanese tea house around here. We can take my bike." He motioned over to a silver BMW motorcycle.

Kim walks over to it with a bit of a wobble to her step and rests her hand on it, "Wow, this is a great bike." Janus helps Kim on to the stallion of chrome and then slides on himself, starting it up. "Shouldn't we have helmets?" Kim questioned, as she did not see any around.

"Kim, you and I are souls of adventure who cast caution into the wind. Besides, it's two blocks from here. Just hold tight." Janus took off as Kim gripped onto him, her mind trying to decide whether the manic heartbeat is due to the adrenaline or the fact that she was pressed right up a deity made flesh.

At the teahouse Kim was nearly silent as she sipped her cup. For the majority of her life she was always sure of everything she did, it seemed that life had decided to cash in on what it was due. After twenty solid minutes of silence, Janus decided to speak, "So... do you have a boyfriend or anything?"

Kim coughed on a bit of tea, "No, no boyfriend. Not since high school."

"Seems like a lonely life. Been busy with saving the world I suppose?"

Kim was trying hard not to make eye contact by this point, "No, I haven't done that since high school either."

Janus reached forward and took her hand at this point, "A beautiful girl like you with no love in her life to warm her?" Kim's blush had covered her face by now, "What ailment would cause such a fate and what can I," Janus kissed her hand gently, "do to cure you?"

Kim smiled an honest smile for the first time in what seemed to be a lifetime. Her next six weeks seemed like bliss wherever she was. She finished her midterms with flying colors and decided to go out to celebrate as she and Janus had a six week anniversary dinner at a small Italian restaurant in Upperton and spent the rest of the night in a small grove where they did nothing but talk. Kim made it back to her dorm around four in the morning to find Bonnie and Monique up worried about her.

"You okay, Kim?" Monique sincerely asked, "He didn't try any funny stuff?"

"More importantly, you fuck him yet?" Bonnie chimed in with her default question.

Kim opened her door smiling, "I'm fine Mon, and it's not like that Bonnie. We have something special."

Bonnie became confused, as she is prone to do, "More special than fucking?"

"Sounds like the perfect guy. We'll see you around then." Monique smiled as she pulled a struggling Bonnie away with her, "Sleep well Kim."

Kim smiled as she shut the door and laid on her bed more content than she had been since leaving high school, "Finally found the perfect guy."

At the same moment just down the road from the school in the home of Janus Nemicosto, "Yes sir, the assistance you sent has just arrived... Yes, it will be adequate... No worries, we have the target just where we want them... Goodnight... Master." Janus closed the flip open cell phone and tosses it on the bed.

A raven-haired woman entered the room in a revealing teddy and wrapped her arms around Janus, "I'm ready for bed, Sexy."

Janus smiled, "Why'd you waste time putting that thing on, when I'm just going to rip it off, Shego." He turned and started kissing her with a fervor that would make a succubus blush.

Garments were thrown to the ground in a rush and last on the pile of clothing fell a shining wig of black hair tied in a ponytail.

To Be Continued...

Next Time: Hell Parading as Aphrodite

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From the Extremely Cluttered Desk of the Author:
I would like to thank everybody for the reviews and comments. Sad to say the next update may not be till NEXT weekend because of a hectic school schedule and that my free time is being devoted to completing a DVD set of the Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater cut scenes. You may notice an emphasis to end with an image. This is due to my strong roots in film, which influences my writing heavily. It's important not only to tell a story but also to paint a picture, in my opinion. So take care of yourself... and each other. - K

((Revised 5/30/2005))