Another one-shot I wrote without noticing. Don't own, don't sue. Don't like? Don't read. Yeah, normal stuff. If you archive it, review it first please. R&R
Oh god, oh god, oh god, the fiery-red haired beauty repeated to herself, jumping back another three feet. The constant flow of flaming fists just barely grazed her shirt, burning a small tear in it's front, just enough to show skin. She ducked, right under another speeding fist, then back-flipped as a foot slid under hers, missing by an inch.
Oh god, oh god. When she landed, Shego was smiling, apparently undisturbed by her current situation. Either that, or liking it. The older girl smirked, lowering herself into her ready position again. Despite her stance, Kim Possible, red-haired hero and rival, could still see the clean cuts that went through her uniform, one going straight between her breasts, down beneath her navel, and the other two making neat openings at her sides.
Oh god. "I guessed." She stated, launching towards her opponent in a flurry of well aimed, and timed, claw swipes. Despite the fact that each was closer than the last, none seemed to draw blood.
"What?" Kim asked breathlessly, waiting for the exact moment one of Shego's claws passed her. She launched out with a fist, hitting straight above the heart. Enough to leave a nice little bruise. Then she followed up with a round-house, forcing Shego to back-pedal before she broke her jaw.
"I guessed, Princess." She jumped back onto a small platform, followed by the young hero, starting to back up further. Towards the fire escape. Their close quarters did little to aide the fast-paced fight. "That you don't wear a bra." As soon as she got out of arm range she started smiling again, not that smirk she had on when Drakken or Ron were nearby, just a smile, like 'I'm having fun,' or 'I know.'
Oh god. "My face is up here." Kim replied, pointing up before she launched another volley of punches. Few connected, but her rival jumped off the platform as it rose, landing unscathed on the upper floor.
For several seconds, as the lift rose to level the two fighters, Kim stared into Shego's eyes, green meeting darker green. Those few seconds Kim could tell with startling clarity that Shego had noticed what was on her mind, that was why she stood still until Kim was on the same floor. Oh god.
Sizing up the angst filled teenager, she lowered herself into her familiar fighting style, again. "Got something on your mind, Kimmie?" Kim sidestepped off the lift, jumping forward with a wide kick at her side, easily dodged. Shego met her with a quick jab, sliding back bit by bit as the fiery haired girl pressed the attack. I can't be thinking that, Kim told herself, snapping out of her daze just fast enough to block a punch at her side.
Shego was taking it easy, even if the lair was falling apart around them, the giant sunken dome filling with stone, both were quicker than this. But Kim was to shocked to wrap her mind around her own problems, much less Shego's. At the last second Kim noticed Shego's hands coming at her, both palms spread out as they pressed against her chest and knocked her off her feet.
Just in time, Kim noticed, for a rather large chunk of roof to smash apart where she was standing. She looked up to see Shego's smiling face, quickly changing to smirking, glancing down at her. "This is getting pathetic, Pumpkin. Come back when you aren't debating your personal problems." With that the villain back-flipped, pushing off the ground before she hit the ledge and landing on an unmanned hovercraft nearby, leaving the teen hero sitting next to a door beneath a blinking light, which clearly stated 'Fire Exit'. Oh god.
"Oh yeah, Kimmie?" Shego called out. She was leaning on both elbows as the hovercraft took off. "You might want to think about watching where you keep repeating that." At that Kim's blood ran cold, her worst fears realized as she watched the barely clothed villain fly off. "I don't think other people really want to hear 'Oh god, I did not just picture her naked.'"
It was impossible for her to miss the tomato-red Possible running off.