I don't own a thing, Disney does. You know, it's interesting just switching gears like this, going from a Drakken/Shego/Barkin tale of sex and violence and drama to writing a Kim/Ron light-hearted love story. "Chicken Kimberly" was mentioned in another story, and to them I owe props, I just can't remember who used it in a story. Just didn't want to step on anyone's toes. When I find out who, I'll make sure they get their proper thanks.
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The Twists and Turns of Love – Chapter 10
"So he still hasn't asked her yet?"
"Hey, give the guy a break. He hasn't exactly dated much and he's nervous!"
Kim and Ron were slowly walking home, hand in hand. It had been a long week of classes, and both were very glad that Friday had arrived. Both were very eager to resume the dating portion of their new relationship, and Ron had had a permanent, almost goofy grin on his face the entire day. Kim wasn't much better, but was able to hide it from everyone but Monique… and Ron.
"What's he so nervous about? He knows she's going to say yes, all he had to do was ask."
"You know it's not that simple. Remember how much trouble I had telling you how I felt? How you felt? Heck, remember when we first started high school and you saw Josh for the first time?"
"OK, OK, you've made your point. I just want to see them happy, you know. I think they'd look cute together."
Ron just grimaced at that. "OK, you are so not telling them that when we get them together. It sounds so… parental. I know I'm definitely not ready to jump out of the gate with teenagers, and I doubt they'd appreciate it either."
Kim just grinned, a coy half-grin, as she looked over at Ron. "So you'd rather start out with infants and go from there?"
The look of panic that crossed his face almost made her laugh right there. "Wha… wh… no… I mean… oh look, your house. See you tonight!"
Ron tried to run, but Kim quickly grabbed him by the arm. "Ron, hold on a sec!" Ron slowly turned around, the look of panic still evident on his face. "I'm sorry, that was a bad joke… a really bad joke. I was just kidding! I am so not even thinking about that right now. I just wanted to scare you."
Ron's smile was definitely a nervous one. "Ya got me good KP, but do you really think we need to keep playing the "let's bug Ron" game? Seems like I've been getting freaked out on a daily basis, what with your parents and my parents and everyone at school…"
Kim gave his hand a quick squeeze, moving a little closer to him. "I get you, no more scaring my most perfect boyfriend who is cooking me a great dinner tonight!"
Ron seemed to relax a bit more, and moved closer to her. "Nothing's too good for the most perfect girlfriend in the whole wide world. See you tonight at seven?"
"Wouldn't miss it!"
The pair leaned in, and their lips met for only the briefest of moments, moments that seemed to stretch into eternity for the two of them, as they stood in front of Kim's house, the light breeze playfully mingling their hair together as they drew each other tight. When they parted, Ron felt a brief pang of loss, having to break up their moment so quickly.
Ron moaned lightly as he stepped back a bit. "Now I really can't wait for tonight!"
"Mmm… neither can I!"
Neither moved to separate further, content to just hold onto each other, staring into each others eyes, love and compassion evident in their expressions. Finally, it was Kim who started to pull away first.
"I better get in there and get ready, otherwise we'll be standing out here all night."
Ron just smiled and his eyes lit up. "You know, right now, that doesn't sound so bad."
Kim just laughed. "Yeah, but then I'd miss out on this dinner you've been promising me all week, and that is something I really don't want to miss!"
Ron laughed as well, giving her hand one more squeeze before letting go. "Then I better get on it then, shouldn't I. Until tonight m'lady!"
Kim couldn't stop smiling as she watched him walk down the street. When he was well out of sight, she opened the door to her house and stepped in, lost in her daydreams. She almost bumped right into her mother, who was standing right inside the door, a big grin lighting up her face.
"So everything is going good between you and Ron?"
Kim, looking a little sheepish, just sighed. "Yeah, everything is going great now!"
Andrea stepped back, allowing her daughter to close the door. "I heard he's cooking you dinner tonight. Will his parents be home?"
Now Kim looked a little flustered. "Well… no… they're not going to be. I mean, Ron's parents are going to a conference in Upperton and they won't be back until late."
Now it was Andrea's turn to frown a bit. "Kimmie, I think we need to talk."
Kim face took on a similar look of panic that had graced Ron's face only minutes before. She quickly looked around, trying to see if her father or the twins were around, anything to avoid looking at her mother. Andrea just smiled, and moved to sit on the couch, waiting for Kim to come to her. Kim continued to glance around as she slowly made her way to the couch herself, definitely looking very uncomfortable.
"Kim, I understand what you're feeling right now, and it's perfectly natural. And I understand just how much Ron means to you. And if you think you're… ready… for that, only you can decide when the time is right. If you feel that you are ready for that, I trust your judgement. You are a smart, responsible young woman, and it's up to you to decide, not anyone else."
Kim, hands fiddling in her lap, looked up briefly at her mother. "So you wouldn't be mad if me and Ron…"
Andrea just sighed as she looked at her daughter. "No, I wouldn't. But you also shouldn't be rushed to do anything. You two will have plenty of time for that, so it's up to the two of you to decide when the time is right. No matter what your decision, I will always be here for you, you know that!"
Kim just smiled lightly, looking up at her mother. "Thanks Mom!" She leaned over, giving her mother a strong hug. "I better get ready."
Kim quickly rose to her feet, and rushed to her room, taking the steps two at a time. Andrea slowly rose from the couch, looking up towards where her daughter had gone, a wistful smile on her face. She glanced over at the pictures hanging on the wall, focusing on the one of Kim and Ron together, both so young and innocent and carefree. She gently touched the glass frame and sighed. She had been waiting for this day for so long, and was just happy it had finally arrived. But she also knew that soon, like James had said earlier, they were that much closer to losing their little Kimmie. She sighed again, and glanced back up the stairs to where her daughter was getting ready for her big date. They grow up so fast!
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Kim smoothed out the tight-fitting black dress she was wearing as she stood on the doorstep of the Stoppable residence. It had been the first thing she and Monique had looked for on their shopping trip earlier in the week, and she was very glad she had gotten it. It clung to her in all the right places, accentuating her curves. She knew Ron would love it, Monique had raved when she saw it. Now that she was here though, she felt a little nervous. It was like the first date all over again, though not as intense. She realized it was a good nervous though, an anticipation, something she had never felt with anyone else. It was only something Ron seemed to evoke in her, and she smiled at that.
Kim reached up to knock, but the door opened before she could react. She moved back a half step, and saw Ron standing there, his jaw hanging quite loosely as he stared at her with an intensity that made her blush. He was dressed in dark slacks and a blue dress shirt, a look that flattered him quite well. Kim grinned when she saw that he hadn't so much as twitched since opening the door, and lightly touched him on the elbow. He quickly shook himself out of it, and returned Kim's smile.
"KP, you look… WOW!"
Kim just laughed. "You're not looking too shabby yourself Mr. Stoppable."
Ron stepped back to allow her to enter, and the smells from the kitchen caught her attention instantly. Her eyes closed as she absorbed the sensations. The combination of smells was almost intense, and she sighed after breathing them in deeply. "Ron, that smells wonderful!"
"Thanks KP. Just putting the finishing touches on it now. Why don't you go into the dining room, and I'll go get the food."
Kim grinned at him, and slowly made her way to the dining room. When she got there, she almost gasped. Two candles sat lit on the table, light that glinted off the small chandelier over the table, providing a subdued light that infused the room with a relaxing ambiance. She noticed the stereo, tucked into the corner, and as she entered the room, could detect the very soft music coming forth from it, almost too low to hear. No light from outside seemed to penetrate into the room, giving it the feeling of being cut off from the rest of the world. Slowly, she made her way into the room, taking it all in, the care Ron must have taken to get everything just right.
As she sat down, she saw Ron come into the room, heavily laden down. He had two full glasses in each hand, and was balancing quite full plates on both arms, as he sidled into the room, moving very carefully. Kim moved to help him, and Ron just nodded to her to stay seated. Ron, almost deftly, quickly deposited the drinks on the table, and as the plates began to slide from the angle, Ron quickly bent his wrists, grabbing the plates in almost Frisbee fashion, and carefully laid it down in front of her.
Kim was quite impressed, and it must have shown on her face, because Ron just smiled. "I'm not a complete klutz you know."
As Ron sat down, Kim just stared at the veritable feast on her plate. "Ron, this is… amazing!"
"Nope, you're amazing, this is just dinner. Broccoli in a cheese sauce, mushroom risotto, and Chicken Kimberly!"
Kim smiled as she looked up at him. "Chicken Kimberly?"
Ron smiled back, happy to see that look on her face. "Yup, it's a new creation of mine. Try it!"
Kim picked up her fork and knife, and carefully cut a piece loose. Dipping it lightly in the sauce covering the chicken, she brought the piece to her mouth and actually moaned. Savouring the taste for a few seconds, eyes closed, she smiled. "Ron, this is remarkable!"
"Secrets all in the sauce. I'm just glad you like it. I've never tried this recipe before, so it was a bit experimental."
"Feel free to experiment more often!"
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Dinner finished quickly, and both moved to the couch, as Ron threw on a movie for them to watch. Kim was a bit surprised to see it was a romantic comedy, and even more surprised when she realized it was a movie she had wanted to see, but hadn't even come out on video yet.
"Ron, how did you get a hold of this movie? It's not set to be released for another couple of months."
"Wade hooked me up, called in a favour from the studio. It's an advance copy, and has to go back later, but for now we get a chance to watch it together!"
As the movie started, Kim snuggled closer to Ron, putting her head on his shoulder, finding a spot where her head just naturally felt comfortable, as if it always belonged there. Ron slowly slid his arm around her shoulders, holding her tight. They sat like that for some time, as the movie went on.
As the couple on the screen was finally getting together, Kim looked up at Ron, and saw he was looking at her as well. She blushed lightly as she looked up into his chocolate brown eyes, and felt within them all the emotions he had in him. He smiled down at her, a quirky half-grin, and she felt his hand gently rubbing her shoulder.
"Kim, I love you!"
Kim felt that same rush every time he said those words, and she melted into his arms even more. "I love you too!"
Ron slowly leaned down, and his lips brushed hers lightly, tenderly. She returned the contact, applying greater pressure as she moved to meet him. The kiss that started so innocently grew in intensity, as the two melted further into each other's arms, their bodies moving on their own to wrap around each other. The movie forgotten, Kim felt herself sliding down on the couch, Ron slowly lowering her down, their tongues dancing as they met, twining around each other, locked in an almost eternal dance. Ron's hand slid downward to her lower back, stroking up and down as his fingers played against her back, the thin dress providing little barrier to his delicate caresses. Kim's hand wrapped around the back of his head, slowly playing with his hair, as she reveled in the sensations she was feeling. Slowly, carefully, Ron's hand made it's way lower, and Kim moaned as those same fingers that had been playing across her lower back began doing the same to her backside, his caresses gentle yet firm. Her other hand slipped under his shirt, and she could feel the bare skin. She could feel the small but developed muscles as she stroked her hand up his back, and she felt him arch in response to the contact. Ron broke the kiss, and for a moment, Kim was afraid that the moment had ended, but he quickly returned his lips to the nape of her neck, kissing lightly, never staying in one spot for too long. Kim, her breathing ragged, arched up to meet his kisses. She could feel his excitement as she pressed against him. Slowly, inexorably, he made his way lower, nibbling lightly on her shoulders, feather kisses being rained down upon them, each one sending an electric shock through her body. Her hand stopped its caresses on his back, and moved back to his front. Slowly, she popped the top button on his shirt, and then the second one. The glimpse of his bare chest, with such scant space between them excited her further, and she…
The sound of a key turning in the lock broke both from the reverie. Ron was up in a flash, a guilty look quite evident on his face. He quickly moved to re-button his shirt as Kim moved to straighten herself up. Both turned when the door opened, and Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable walked into the room. Both parents smiled as they saw the two kids, appearing quite disheveled.
Gerald just grinned at them as he walked over. "I take it dinner went well?"
Kim was a bright shade of red, as was Ron, but it was Kim who managed to speak first. "Yes, dinner went quite well. He's an amazing cook. Must be thanks to you Mrs. Stoppable!"
The older woman just smiled. "Thank you dear. Shouldn't you be getting home now, it's getting quite late?"
Kim glanced over at the clock, and was shocked to find over three hours had passed, and it was almost her curfew. "Wow, umm… yeah, I should get going. I'll see you tomorrow Ron!"
"Most definitely KP!"
The two leaned in, sharing an almost chaste kiss with his parents watching, and then Kim left quickly, running down the street to make sure she was on time.
Ron watched after her as she left, a wistful smile on his face. Gerald just looked at his son, smiling. "I take it you two had a good time?"
Ron reply was almost dreamy. "Yeah, it was great."
Gerald just chuckled. "You know, I remember a time when I…"
Ron instantly snapped awake, and looked over at his father in a panic. "Umm… just remembered, I am very tired. Need to get to sleep now! Maybe you can tell me tomorrow?"
Gerald just laughed as his son made the dash to the room far faster than he had ever seen.
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Author's Notes – Ah felt the smuff, and it was GOOD! Can I get a halleluiah here? Boy this was fun, but I think for next chapter, we need to get back to some action here (I'm talking thefighting kindof action mattb, you'll see the other kind soon enough in Recovery, if you're good), so stay tuned for… The Bride of Monkey Fist! OK, so that's lame, and she's not really his bride, but you understand who I'm talking about… well… most of you… all right, fine, DNAmy stops in. Till then…
I'd like to thank the following for their reviews;
mattb3671 – Yeah, the guy stuff was easy, it was KP and Mon that took some thought. Also, I thought a little Monique/Felix would make for some interesting ideas, at least for a little bit. And don't worry, I won't pass up the opportunity for some smuff, as you can see here!
Matri – Yeah, I thought the two were a nice contrast.
Campy – Yeah, I thought so to. As for the clothes, that has to be the explanation, because I can't really see any other way.
MrDrP – Yeah, when I got to that point, I just had to stop. I had planned for more, but how do you top something like that!
the Desert Fox – Yeah, the Felix/Monique thing wasn't even an idea of mine until I started writing this chapter. It probably just added at least 3 more chapters to this story. And as for getting it from her father, she most definitely must have. You notice whenever it comes to mealtime and it's just Mr. Dr. P. that they are always eating take out? Pretty good indicator there.
MtnRon – Basically, what Tara was saying is "Isn't there another way?". And if that statement just confuses you more, please read my story Bonnie's Curse to understand the whole point of that.
ANIME FAN ANGUS – Thank you!
Revenant666 – Oh God, if lawyers could be that concise, this world would be a much better place!
demon-sword – You know, it's amazing what works, because I hadn't really planned that chapter whatsoever. Everyone seems to have liked the Ron/Felix exchanges, even though that is so much a regular thing that occurs everyday. Probably why it worked so well.