DISCLAIMER: The whole Kim Possible gang belongs to Disney. This story is written for pleasure.

Note: This is going to be a long chapter full of K&R fluff. If that's not what you like, then you might as well skip the chapter. It just tells what the two do while they wait till the next day. Your choice.

AND SO...

CHAPTER 5: Relaxation day

The last thing Kim saw was a series of green and purple waves spinning everywhere, and then she was standing in Washington with Ron right beside her. Ironically, they had landed in front of the White house.

Rons eyes widened.

"This is Sandy Shores?" He asked incredeously.

"Ron, this is the White house." Kim rolled her eyes. "Where the president lives, remember?"

"Oh, yeah." He replied, surveying the grand building in front of them. "He must have to pay one heck of an electricity bill!"

Kim just sighed.

"Alright, first thing's first. We have to find that hotel. Still got Rufus?"

"Yep." Ron smiled, patting the bulge in his pant pocket softly. "Slept straight through the teleportation grid."

"Good." She sighed once more. "I wish we had a map..."

"Why would we need a map?" He asked. "It's a resort, right? Resorts usually have oceans beside them, and since we're right beside the west coast, it shouldn't be too hard to find."

Kim blinked. "Um, okay. Lets go then, I guess." She said as she handed Ron his bag of stuff and started walking towards the ocean side.

About an hour of searching later, they finally walked up to the grand, castle-like hotel. They walked through the vast entrance and got their room key, room four-twenty-seven. Ten minuts later, they entered the room and Ron, exhauster from carrying his stuff all morning, collapsed on the floor.

"What have you got in there, anyway?" Kim asked him, laying her stuff on the ground.

"Don't ask." Ron panted tiredly. "Just... Don't ask."

Kim laughed as she surveyed the room. It was pretty good, at least for night anyway. A Television, a balcony, a mini freezer for drinks. But she felt as if it was lacking something, something important...

"Hey, why is there only one bed?" Ron questioned, taking a look at the room for himself. Sure enough, there was only one bed there, which explained the extra space Kim had just been thinking about. She was about to respond when she saw a small sticky note on the wall. She took it off and held it up for her to read:

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable,

Your request for only one bed in your hotel room has been granted, Courtesy of Wade Load. We hope you enjoy your stay at the Sandy Shores hotel and we wish you a happy evening.

The hotel staff

'Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable?' She thought, gritting her teeth. 'Only one bed?' And, without so much as a warning, she let out a loud scream.

"WADE!"

Ron was so shocked that he backed off and into a wall, and thus, Rufus awoke from his slumber and fell to the ground.

"Hey!" The little mole rat glared, obviosly annoyed.

"Sorry, Rufus." Kim sighed, and placed him on the bed.

Ron turned a bright shade of red. "It'll be alright, KP... I can just sleep on the floor or something..."

Kim sighed again, fully aware that she had touched Rons feelings. Then she felt a pang in her gut. She'd best not tell him her secret now.

"Tell ya what, Ron. We still have half a day left, and I want to enjoy it. I say we go hang out by the pool, and we'll worry about this sitch later. Deal?"

He smiled, but then raised his eyebrows. "I'm cool with that, KP, but you brung your bathing suit?"

She tilted her head. "Didn't you?"

He stared.

"Yeah." Ron admitted, and Kim threw a pillow at him.

Fifteen minuts later, Kim laid her towel out on one of the chairs in front of the pool.

"So what's the plan, KP?" Ron asked brightly, looking at his girlfriend.

"I'M going to work on a tan." She replied, lieing down on the towel. "You and Rufus enjoy the water."

"Yippie!" The mole rat squeaked, doing a perfect dose dive into the water.

"By the way." Kim inquired, looking at Ron. "How did Rufus learn to swim?"

The Blonde winced.

"You don't want to know." He muttered.

Kim let out the a soft chuckle and replied, "No, I probably don't."

"Anyway..." Ron put on a sly grin. "CANNONBALL!" He shouted so loud theat people nearby turned to look at him as he jumped into the sparkling blue water, creating a large splash, soaking Kim to from the waist down.

"Aah!" The red-head shreaked. "Oh, now your gonna get it, Stoppable!" She growled, but Ron could see the playful laughter behind those deep, emerald eyes. Just as she was about to dive in, Rufus yelled out, and the couple turned to loo at him.

"Uh-Uh! Uh-Uh!" The little rodent squeaked, and he jumped a metre into the air, and landed into the water, creating the biggest splash Kim and Ron had ever seen. Kim was now soaked from head to toe, and Ron wiped the water from his eyes.

"I told you those nachos were going to your weight, Rufus!" Ron laughed, but was cut short by the tackle he got from his red-haired girlfriend.

Kim couldn't remember having such a fun afternoon. She and Ron fooled around in the pool until arund lunch time, and then got a couple slices of pizza each. After lunch, they went to the beach and played volley-ball, but the game had to end early, after Rufus bit the ball when it had fallen on him during the game. They went back to the pool after that, but returned to the beach when it started to get dark, to take a walk. There, Kim and Ron had fun talking about past memories, and soon started making out. Rufus, desgusted by the couples actions on the beach, went in search of a volley-ball he could bite (He liked the rush of wind he got after biting the ball.) Finally, they went back up to the hotel room, exhausted, but Rufus felt very hyper for some odd reason.

After a few minuts of rest in the room, Ron sat up.

"So, KP, how are we gonna do this? I could just sleep on the floor, or something..."

Kim sighed. She decided it would be best to tell him now.

"Ron, I'm gonna tell you something I havn't told anyone but my parents. I give you permission to laugh at me, but forbid you to tell another soul. If you do, then I will track you down, and I'll-"

She was cut off by Rons laughter. "Don't worry, KP, I can keep a secret."

Kim stared at him.

He grinned sheepishly. "Alright, I can keep your secret."

Kim sighed. "Okay. Remember when we went on that camping trip with my parents, when we were nine years old? Well, when we were playing hide-and-go-seek, I got lost in the dark, and I was so scared I wouldn't even move. But then you found me, and brought me back." She blushed a little at that part, but smiled nonetheless. "Anyway, since then, I've always been a bit scared of the dark." She blushed so hard Ron thought her head would burst. "I still sleep with a night-light." She finished.

To her surprise, the laughter never came.

"Why would I laugh about that, Kim?" He asked seriosly. "Everyone is scared of something, even the girl who can do anything." Then he smiled. "I mean, look at me! I'm scared of monkeys, even when I'm asleep!" Kim giggled a bit, but then Rons voice turned to a soft, relaxing tone. "I just want you know, that I'll always be by your side. No matter what, I'll always be there for you. There was a moment of silence, as Rons words went straight to her heart, touching her like no words had ever before.

"So, I was thinking..." She flushed bright red. "If it's okay with you, I was wondering if you would lay down with me, to keep me comforted from the dark..."

Ron smiled. "Of course. You didn't even have to ask. And besides..." He smirked playfully. "I've been itching for a fight!" And he jumped onto the bed, tickling her in all reachable places.

"Stop!" She squealed. Oh, Ron, mercy, please!" Tears of laughter ran down her face as her boyfriend did what he did best. She pushed him with enough force that he flipped over and landed on his back, and she jumped on top of him, trying to tickle him, but if there was one thing Ron could beat her at, it was tickling. They rolled and rolled on the bed, until at last Kim was on top of Ron in a very awkward position. They looked at each other for a second, and then quickly ceased their activity, both blushing madly. They were silent for a bit, when suddenly a low rumbling sound escaped Rons stomach.

Ron groaned as he put a hand over his aching belly. "I just realised how hungry I am." He muttered.

"Well, why don't we order room service?" Kim suggested.

He blinked. "Say what?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "We get free room service until mid-night.

Ron looked like it was his birthday.

"BOO-YAH!" He pumped the air with his fist, and picked up the phone, dialing the room service number.

Kim smiled. Same old Ron.

"Yes, I'd like to know whats on the Mexican menu." She heard him say. Suddenly he looked at her, with tears in his eyes. "Kim. They have... The Naco."

She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I'd like a dozen nacos..." He continued.

"A dozen?" Kims eyes bugged.

"Six sodas..."

"Six?"

"Four large Tacos..."

"Four! Large!"

"And finally, eight burritos."

Kim gaped at him.

"Oh, I'm sorry Kim." He smiled. "Did you want something?"

She could only stare.

"Oh, my bad." He chuckled, as he hung the phone. "You can share with me and Rufus."

"Ron, Rufus is sleeping."

"Oh, really?" He smirked. "Watch this." And he whispered two words out loud:

"Bueno. Nacho."

Suddenly, a pink blur whizzed through the air and landed on top of Rons head. Kim laughed as Rufus, now fully awake, began sniffing around madly.

One hour later, Kim was on he verge of falling asleep, as she looked at Ron and Rufus, each with slightly larger stomachs then before.

Warily, she laid her head back on Rons shoulder, and let out a deep, satisfied sigh.

"Ron." Kim whispered, eyelids beginning to drop.

"Kim." He wispered back, running his hand through her beautiful, auburn hair hair. And just before she fell asleep, he embraced her in a soft, loving kiss, before he too fell asleep beside the one he loved.

R&R if you have the time, I'll update soon.