Okay, I'm gonna cover a few things right up front. Firstly, and most importantly, this is MY story, not yours. I appreciate feedback, but I'd rather not have someone spitting their ideas down my throat. I didn't agree with any of the Ron and Shego fics I had read, but instead of trying to change the way they wrote their stories, I went and wrote my own. I suggest you do the same.
Secondly, as great of a chef as Ron is, his main focus for love of food is Mexican. Even someone with a well developed palette will often veer towards one style of food more than others when opting for their own meals. My brother happens to be in training to be a 5-star chef, with offers coming at him from all around the world, and he still prefers his Italian over any other foodstuffs. His school is Le Courdon Blaeu(if I even spelled that right), should you want to look it up sometime.
Thirdly, is a spoiler. SPOILER ALERT, skip to the story if you don't want to know part of how it turns up. This is not an action story. It is a romance/drama. Had I wanted the action that some people are expecting from Kim Possible, I would have listed this as Romance and Action. There will be all the action the movie had, a little more from future and present Shego fighting, but other than that this is focused on Shego and how she feels during all of this. That's kind of my fourth point; I thought long and hard how best to get the feelings across I wanted the reader to feel, and decided that Shego cooing over Ron would do that better than Ron crushing on some new girl. That was my decision, not anyone else's. If you noticed, I did slightly shift to Ron's point of view for a brief moment in time. I will shift points of view as they're needed to further the story, plot, and emotions being conveyed.
That's pretty much everything. Sit back and enjoy, if you can without telling me how to write.
P.S. You do know Ron doesn't know Sheila is Shego yet, right?
STORY
Shego awoke groggily, glancing at the alarm clock. Her eyes flew open and she started darting around the room, looking for clothes and school stuffs. Her alarm had been going off for half an hour already. "Screw breakfast, screw shower..." Shego was practically yelling as she shot out the door, having to run back to make sure it was locked. "I swear, if this mission is screwed because I missed first period..." Shego trailed off as she started her mad dash towards Middleton High School.
Meanwhile, a few miles away, Ron had just scattered out of his house a little before Shego did. Had she looked out her window, she'd have seen this coming, but... CRASH. Shego sat up and rubbed her head as the nervous blur of red and blonde was apologizing and picking up her things for her. Finally stopping for a moment to hand Shego her things, Ron noticed who he knocked over and offered a hand up. "Sorry about that Sheila, just running a little late," Ron half stuttered. He was breathing a little hard, recovering from the sprint he had just done into the girl. "You aren't the only one kiddo," Shego replied while standing up, "Now come on or we're really gonna be late!" Grabbing his hand and sprinting again, she started up a small conversation along the way, "So why didn't you take your scooter this morning?" Ron smacked his forehead, and answered with a groan. "Forget it in your hurry I take it then? Not like it matters anyway, you got to accompany a cute girl to school hand-in-hand." Ron blushed for a moment, giving Shego something to laugh about. The way she figured it at this point, getting a rise out of him this way was just as fun as getting him angry.
After getting inside the schools hallway and grabbing their books, they started for their first class when stopped by a large object in the hallway. "Well, well, what have we here, a couple of tardy students? I expected this of you, Stoppable, but dragging the new girl down with you is unacceptable. You two are to report to detention today after school, is that clear?" Mr. Barkin had written up the slips and handed them to the students, both of which gave a nod. "All right then troops, report to your sectors. And no dilly-dallying!" With that the two shuffled off to class.
All during class, Shego kept glancing over at Ron, who seemed really busy with a piece of paper, either taking notes or drawing. As soon as she got a chance, she glanced at what he was doing; it was a drawing. "Right, because I expected him to be less of a goof here?" Shego mused to herself, less sarcastic than usual. She didn't really pay attention to what he was drawing, she didn't really care.
When the tone letting them know class was over came across the PA system, Shego got up to leave, but felt a hand grab her wrist. "I know that touch..." She thought to herself as she turned around to face the boy with a smile. "Hey kiddo, what's up?" Ron shifted nervously for a second, then handed her the piece of paper he had been so busy doodling on. "Just kinda saying sorry I couldn't cover dinner last night... and since I couldn't afford a real one, I decided to just draw one for you." Shego looked down at the paper. It was a plant of some sort... she thought. "Um yeah," she started with a sympathy smile, "it's a lovely tree." Ron snorted lightly at this, pointing at the paper. "It's not a tree, it's a flower. A rose, to be precise. I figured hey, roses make girls feel good, so this'd cover my half of dinner." Ron didn't realize it, but he just made the girl melt a little. "That's kinda sweet... I mean, he took time to draw this and apologize for the dinner thing..." Shego smacked herself mentally and smiled at the kid. "No big deal kiddo, I would've had to pay for it anyway. I bet my date was a real cheapo anyway." Ron shook his head, replying, "No, big deal. A gentleman never makes a lady pay for her own meal. Shego melted again for a second, giving him a small kiss on the cheek, giving him a polite thank you before snapping back into reality. "Hey, we better get to our next class." Ron nodded in agreement, still dazed from the kiss, and they started off for the next class.
After school, Ron went to find Kim again, see if he could convince her to go on a Bueno Nacho run with him, but stopped short when he saw his friend talking to Eric. Dejected, he turned to leave when he bumped into Shego. "Hey kiddo, detention, remember?" Ron smacked his forehead and laughed a little. "Yeah, kinda forgot about that." He waited to start heading to detention a moment before the girl in front of him spoke up, "So you gonna show me where it is?" now tapping her foot impatiently. "Oh yeah, you're new... It almost seems like I've known you for a little while, ya know?" Grabbing her hand, Ron led her way down the halls until they stood in front of a door.
"Ready, Sheila?" Ron asked. Shego shrugged. "I warn you though, the guys in detention are hardcore." Shrugging again, Shego pushed open the door to four faces. The first was Barkin's, who was sitting at a desk, but the other three she didn't recognize. Quietly and composed, Shego took a seat in the far back, used to avoiding attention. Ron moved to sit in front of her when another one of the detention-ees took the seat for him. Noticing they were about to fill the seats around this newcomer fairly quickly, Ron moved to seat himself beside her. "Barely made that one," he thought to himself as the kid warily trudged away from the desk. He instead sat in front of Stoppable, making sure to help enclose this new girl. Minutes after Barkin took roll call, he busied himself with some papers. Shego simply crossed her arms and fell asleep, not particularly caring for the note-passing the regularly detained kept trying to direct at her. After about fifteen minutes of realizing she wasn't gonna respond to them, they started badgering the teen who came in with her.
"So, stoppable, who's the new girl?" "Yeah, what's her name? Where does she come from" "What's her number?" Ron laughed nervously, and was about to answer when a rather loud snarl came from next to him. "If I wanted you small time criminals to know, I would have answered when you asked me. Now, leave who I am alone, it doesn't matter where I came from, and out of everyone in here the only one with ANY chance of getting my number is Stoppable. I'm sick of the bad boys." She shut her eyes to return to her slumber, and the three boys simply shut up, letting their curiosity seethe.
After school, Ron kept looking over Shego with a rather curious eye. Shego tried to ignore him, but it eventually got to her. "What is it, kid?" Ron stopped and blushed a little, answering meekly, "Well... when we were in detention and you told those kids off... you kinda sounded like that girl I told you about. I mean, your voice was dead-on." Shego reeled back in surprise, and a little fear. "Augh, I can't have him figuring out who I am yet... I have a plan to stick to!" Shego's thoughts stated. They started twisting after a few seconds, remembering the rose, "Screw the plan... just don't get found out. Got too much of a good thing going for us to risk him getting rid of you for this."
Ron stared at her and waved his hand in front of her face; she had stopped walking, and seemed to be focusing on something distant, and it was scaring him a little. Shego noticed the hand waving, and snapped back in time to see his face inches from hers. "Sheila, you in there?" Blushing brightly, Shego blinked a couple times before pushing him back. "Oi, kiddo, don't scare me like that." Twisting her smile into something more sly, she continued, "If you want a kiss that bad just ask." She had obviously turned the tables on the boy, whose face was now coated in its own red. She offered him a hand to stand up as he stuttered, "I was just trying to snap you outta that daze... honest! I didn't wanna kiss you!" Her sly grin grew, before turning her face a little pouty, "So you really don't think I'm cute?" Ron went pale, searching for the words, "Well okay, I did wanna kiss you, but I didn't, because that'd be wrong, but you..." He passed out, his mind overworked from his chivalrous side battling against itself. Shego gasped lightly and leaned down to try and wake him up, lightly smacking the side of his face.
When he came to a few minutes later, he noticed her face inches from his. With a grin of his own, he said, "You know, if you wanted a kiss, you could've asked." Shego blushed and fumed at this, standing up to storm off. A hand held her ankle fast, and she turned to kick its owner when he started to talk again, "Come on, I was just kidding! Can't a guy tease a cute girl without her having a hissy fit?" Shego sighed a little, deciding to give up that battle. "Fine, if we ever wanna kiss each other we just ask, deal, whatever." She had meant it as a terms of surrender, but this again caused the boy to blush. She helped him up, and they started off again.
They walked silently for a few minutes before he spoke, "Hey Sheila, wanna grab a bite to eat at Bueno Nacho?" Shego shrugged, "Sure kiddo, why not. Am I gonna have to pay for this one too?" Ron rolled his eyes. "No, I have this nacho night covered, but uh... you brought money to buy yourself something to eat, right? I mean, Rufus is kinda hungry." Shego laughed a little. "Yeah, I guess I got money to get a snack."
When they got to the Bueno Nacho, Ron took his usual seat at the booth, expecting his friend to sit across from him. To his great embarrassment, she sat right next to him, almost seeming to try and sit in his lap. "Um, Sheila, I have to go get our food when its ready." Flashing one of her smiles at him, she gave him a simple answer, "Hey, we can have some fun until then, can't we?" Ron shrugged nervously, and started pulling at the collar of his shirt. As soon as he set his hand down on the table, it was covered by a warm sensation, one he was afraid to look at. "Sheila, is there a reason your hand is on top of mine?" Shego smiled at him, "Is it alright? I mean, I just wanna remember what last night felt like again." Ron gulped, knowing this was some obvious bait, and tried to act innocent. "What do you mean, last night? I don't remember you holding my hand," he said flustered. Giving him a light giggle, she answered, "Well duh, you held my hand. Don't you remember?"
Almost as if on cue, their food was ready, and Ron jumped over the seat to get to it. Shego slumped in her chair a little, "Drats, guess I pushed a little too hard." Shego was surprised when he came back and sat next to her again, this time taking the outside seat. Handing her the taco she ordered, she blinked and started eating it, careful to not watch the boy as he dug into his supply. When she finished, she finally asked, "So why'd you sit next to me again kiddo? Figured I scared you off good there with that act earlier." Ron shrugged, "It takes more than that to scare the Ron-man away from a pretty girl!" Shego blushed lightly, then snapped back when she realized he said "Ron-man". "Okay kiddo, never, EVER call yourself that again." "Fair enough," he said between bites of his naco.
When they got back outside, Ron looked like he had something on his mind. Shego tried to ignore it, but he just seemed distracted; they weren't even walking towards his house. "Hey Sheila?" "Yeah kiddo?" "Where do you live?" Shego cringed at this, not sure how to answer. She pondered for a moment before grabbing his hand and starting to pull him along.
When they got there, Shego fished the key to her apartment out of her pocket, unlocking and opening the door. "Well, you gonna stand there staring all day, or you gonna go in?" Ron looked a little nervous, "Isn't your dad home or something? Or your mom?" "No, not really... My parents are letting me live here on my own while they travel." Shego swallowed her lies, hoping the boy would too. "Oh, okay, cool." He stepped inside, eyeing the small apartment. "Oh hey, cool! You have your own kitchen area! What kinda things do you cook?" Shego shrugged. "Mostly instant stuff. Don't ever really have time to make much else." Ron moved away from the kitchen area and saw a model. "You build models? I never would have pegged you for someone to sit down and just... build." Shrugging again, Shego answered, "Just kinda got used to it a while ago. When it's all you have to do for a lot of years, you just sorta stop doing it as something to do, and just... do it." Ron seemed satisfied with what he saw, and got ready to leave. "See you tomorrow then, kiddo." Ron flashed her a smile and gave her a hug before walking out the door.
"Well, that was interesting. He asks where I live and spends five minutes looking around my apartment before he leaves. And here I thought the kid was gonna show some backbone and make a move." As she slipped into bed, slightly hurt, she mouthed a few words, "Silly me, for thinking like that."
Okay, I thought 7 was long, but I guess 10 is longer. . If you notice, the chapters get longer as I get more into Shego being romantic; I think its because I partially believe you reflect more on yourself and what you're doing when your feeling romantic than you do when sarcastic. But that's just me.