Chapter 4: The lives of those who care.
Disclaimer: I own the shirt off my back. That and this story. That's about it.
Ok so here it is Chapter 4. Now, this chapter has a lot of story in it, so it has been broken up into 2 parts. This is so that the story seems fresh and not lagging.
Fern nu
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As soon as the bell rang and the clock struck 3:30, Kim Possible was out the door. Dodging and weaving around the mass of students desperate to leave the school, Kim employed every bit of agility and cheer-training skills to good use. With mastery and grace, Kim slid around large mobs and teachers to finally step out into the bright sunlight. Walking out, she sat herself in the little garden out in the front of the school. Sliding onto an empty bench and folding her arms, Kim began to wait for Josh.
Surprisingly, the only thing on her mind was Ron.
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It seemed like a near eternity before Josh had finally come for Kim. In truth, it had only been a few minutes until Josh had come up on Kim, and slid himself next to her. Startling Kim greatly, she let a small yelp escape her lips as he presented her with a small but beautiful and enchanting rose.
"Hey Kim, thought I'd get you a little something before our date today." Smiling, he handed over the rose to her.
"Gee thanks Josh. It's beautiful, but—OUCH!
As nice as the sentiment was, poor Josh had forgotten to strip the rose of the thorns, and one had cut a small nick into Kim's index finger. Placing the finger in her mouth and bolting up, she took it out long enough to finish her sentence.
"I'm sorry Josh but I have to cancel our date for today; something came up."
"Another mission?" sighed Josh dejected.
"Actually no, it's Ron. He—we—we had a fight, kind of, and I got to see what's wrong. But it IS a part of our last mission."
"So it's not a mission?" Seeing Kim's silent nod, he asked again. "And it's not the rose, right?" more hopeful this time.
Smiling, and with her finger still in her mouth, Kim, cutely shook her head, causing some lose red strands of her magnificent hair to cling to her face. Smiling again, Josh stood up and gently brushed off some hair from her face. "Kim, do you really have to leave right now?"
Melting a little, Kim shyly responded, "Well I have to meet up with Wade before I talk with him, and I'm supposed to meet him at 4:30."
Jumping on his opportunity, Josh set a new plan into motion. "Kim, its only 3:37, that gives up a little less than an hour. We could still salvage a date together." Seeing Kim visibly soften, he pressed on. "Kiiiiimmmm," almost whiningly, he continued, "Come on, between your missions, cheerleading, life, and Ron, (He almost spat the last word with disgust, but Kim failed to notice.) We never get to be together. Come on, I will set the alarm on my watch so that at 4:15 it will beep."
Using his cool, artsy version of a puppy-dog pout, Josh was able to see Kim's lips quiver with desire.
'I have her' he thought to himself.
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After Ron had left the nurse's office, he convinced the nurse that he didn't need a note home or a call to his parents, and that he would tell them what happened. Asking for an excuse, Ron left the school early with orders to head straight home from the office.
For the first time in his life, Ron broke a serious rule….a serious command.
Walking away from the school, Ron found himself meandering around the town. With an extra 30 minutes, or so, he found himself walking to the park.
'It seems that everything good in my life started in the park…or at least the one thing…' he reflected to himself. The place he made his first and only true best friend, all the fun they had, camp outs…..the park certainly held a special place in Ron's heart. Because of this, Ron, almost by second instinct walked over to a special tree. His tree. Kim's tree. THEIR tree. He remembered the first time they had played hide and seek, Kim searching for the 'sly Ronster.'
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Laughing and giggling, the sounds of children's joy could be heard all around the park as kids and friends alike played and giggled on the soft grass. Kim Possible and her new bestest friend Ron Stoppable were playing their first game of hide-and-seek.
"One…..two…three…..four….five…..sixseveneightnine TEN! Ready or not! Here I come!" called out the small little red-headed girl as she began to search for her friend. After five whole minutes of searching, and still no sign of Ron, little Kim began to call out his name, giving up and wanting to play a new game.
"Ron! Roooooon! Where are you, come-on I don't wanna play anymore!"
When Ron still hadn't answered, Kim sat down at the base of a large oak tree. Sniffling and trying to hold back tears, Kim began to let them loose; tears staining her angel-like child face. She could hear a hollow thump and then 'oomph!' behind her, but she didn't care where it came from, and didn't even look up. Suddenly she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to see a dusty, goofy, but still happy Ron, crouching; he pulled her chin tenderly to face him, and smiled gently.
"What's wrong Kp? Did you think I left you or something?"
Turning around, away from him, Kim huffed in self righteous anger. With folded arms she let lose her already mature and healthy temper.
"Ron! How could you! I was calling and searching FOREVER! Why didn't you come?"
Sheepishly, Ron scratched the back of his head and responded, somewhat embarrassed,
"Well KP, I heard you and all, but I couldn't get to you. I was hiding up there." He pointed above their heads to a large branch stretching out from over top them. "I couldn't…um…get down, so I just waited until you found me."
Instantly softening, Kim touched his hand slightly, "Why didn't you call to me?"
"I was embarrassed, Kim."
Still confused she questioned him unrelentingly, "Then how DID you get down?"
Blushing slightly, Ron switched arms and scratched the back of his head with his other hand. When he did, Kim noticed a bright red cut on Ron's elbow.
"OH Ron! You're bleeding!"
Still sheepish, he replied, blushing all the more, "Its ok Kim, I just got it when I fell out of the tree, I—"
Before he had a chance to finish, Kim squeezed him tightly. Nuzzling him gently, she whispered in his ear. "I'm sorry that you got hurt, 'cause of my game, lets get you a band-aid, then we can go 'splorin!"
Letting go of the embrace, both Kim and Ron got up and walked off, hand in hand, searching for a band-aid, and then, more adventures."
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Leaning against the old oak tree, Ron sighed again. "Such good memories. I wonder if she was really my friend THEN. I wonder if she ever was…" Pushing away the troubled thoughts, he focused on a different topic, one perhaps more important. "No...nothing could be more important than Kim."
Sitting crossed-legged, Ron placed his hands, palms up on his knees. Letting go of his problems, Ron meditated and committed himself fully to one goal: Talk with Sensei. Ron knew there was something wrong with the mystical monkey force, and only Sensei would help him understand exactly what it was. With the words Lotus Staff resounding in his head, Ron closed his chocolate brown eyes, and lost himself in the mists of his own mind.
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When he opened them again, Ron found himself among the bright sun-lighted garden of the Yamanouchi School. Sitting underneath a large willow tree, Ron found himself face-to-face with his old master and Sensei. Smiling warmly to him, Sensei greeted Ron.
"Welcome chosen one, Ron; I am happy to see you well, and that what we have taught you is still in tact in your cluttered mind." Chuckling softly he continued, becoming more serious. "Before you ask the questions I am sure you have, I will answer them, for we have little time to speak here."
With a nod, Ron allowed him to finish.
"What you have felt is the re-awakening and initiation of an ancient prophecy. Monkey Fist has already put the steps into motion and has achieved the knowledge and possession of a weapon that rivals the power of the Lotus Blade." As Ron gasped, Sensei continued, "Not more can be said now, only that you are the key to humanity's survival. You must come at once to train in Japan. We have but a short time before the final battle arrives upon us."
Nodding, Ron spoke, "But Sensei, how will I leave? School is almost out…this is true, but my parents would never let me leave on such short notice."
"Ahh, Stoppable-san, you must only look in your own hands to find the differences that guide us all."
When he received one of Ron's classic confused looks, he blatantly sighed and translated, "Tell them that you must leave, and focus within yourself, deep down on what you want, and you shall convince them."
With an unsure nod from Ron, Sensei began to explain where Yori would meet him and the airport he would be received at.
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After Josh's close-to-pathetic plea, Kim had agreed on a short date. As soon as she had approved, he had grabbed her hand, pulled her along as they ran to his red-sports car, and blindfolded her before they quickly left the school.
When they had arrived at their destination, Josh led Kim out of the car and onto the soft grass. Slowly sliding around behind Kim, Josh untied the blindfold gently and allowed Kim's eyes to blink open and revel in the beauty of the place before her. Josh had called in one of his own favors and gotten a private viewing of the Lotus and Lilly exhibit, yet to be opened to the public, at the Middleton Flower and Tree Garden. At the beauty of the area, Kim let lose a small gasp.
"Josh, it's so…..so, beautiful!"
Sliding his hand within Kim's, Josh gently pulled Kim around the glade to a majestic tree that overlooked the small pond. Lilly pads of all sizes floated around on the pond, as Josh eased Kim on to the floor, by the tree, next to him. Bringing her up close, he whispered to her as she gazed intently and mesmerized into his eyes.
"Kim……..I…..want you now…" Finishing off his voiced thought quickly, Josh placed his sweet, tender lips onto Kim's eager mouth. They shared the kiss for a full minute before taking a breath.
"Wow….Josh….I—…" As Kim tried to finish her sentence, Josh overtook her with another passionate kiss.
All the while grinning to himself,
"I have her…"
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"Hey Mom, Hey Dad, I'm home! We need to talk!"
After the total one hour late home-coming, and the way Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable's son's voice sounded, they both knew something was wrong.
"Ok dear! We will be right there."
Walking into the living room, both parents found their son sitting on the small reclining sofa. Looking up with worried eyes, Ron took a deep breath and addressed them before they had even had a chance to sit down
"Mom, Dad, I have to leave for Japan…….Tonight."
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It was 5:30. No way to deny it, no way to take it back or go back in time. 5:30 was the time, and Kim was a stupid moron who should never have even been born, let alone ever call herself Ron's supposedly best friend.
At least that's what Kim kept telling herself as she continued to run home from the Botanical Garden.
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"What exactly do you mean, son?" There was no way in hiding the obvious surprise and already closed mindset behind the voices of both of Ron's parents. Sighing heavily, Ron recalled exactly what his Sensei had told him.
"Tell them that you must leave, and focus within yourself, deep down on what you want, and you shall convince them."
"Look you guys; I have to go because if I don't…..if I don't……well then we are all in big trouble….
As Ron began to explain his whole story, from the first time being touched by the Mystical Monkey Force, to that afternoon, Ron dug deep within himself to find the ability to do as Sensei had said.
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Kim couldn't believe it. Josh and Kim had shared not only a first kiss, but also a passionate one at that, in such a romantically beautiful spot too. She couldn't believe it. It was perfect; Kim couldn't wait to tell Ron….
Ron…
Ron
Ron
RON
RON!
As she continued her make out session with the ever enchanting Josh Mankey, a small part of her brain screamed out to her that she needed to check on the time, that she should check on Wade soon. But Josh's watch would've gone on…right? Thankfully, before she had to think about it, Josh provided her with the exact thing to break off the mood completely.
Getting bored of the continuous kiss-fest, Josh's hands started to roam; at first, Josh's hands began rubbing her back, outside leg, and even Kim's backside; although a little forward, Kim had not protested. But as Josh apparently got bored with just that, he smoothly switched positions, so that Kim rolled on top of him. Continuing with their passionate kisses, Josh's five-fingered-explorer ventured into uncharted territory….
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Ron couldn't believe it. He had actually convinced his parents to buy him a ticket to leave that night at eight –thirty-five from Middleton Airport. At that very moment they were printing out an electronic receipt for his E-ticket, bought over the internet on the last commercial flight to Japan that night. Ron just still could not grasp how it all worked.
After he had finished his long explanation, they just blinked a few times, seemingly confused, and started getting the flight and tickets ready. It almost seemed as if Ron had said one thing…..but they only heard what he wanted them to hear, and did what he wanted them to do….
"It can't be. There isn't a way in the world that I could do that." Ron sighed, out loud.
"Honey! Are you having second thoughts about the emergency volunteer work you will be doing?"
'Volunteer work?' Maybe it wasn't such a far-fetched idea after all….
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Kim's eyes widened in shock as Josh started to feel up, not her back, stomach, or even butt and….bosom, those were all to be expected from a teenage boy. What surprised Kim was when he slowly placed his hands within her pink Capri pants' waist line. In shock at the almost evil/gleeful grin that spread across Josh's lips, Kim was more appalled at how he began to drum his fingers within. Bolting out from on top of him, she stared at him in shock, horror, embarrassment, sorrow, and most of all…..righteous anger.
"How could you!" she screamed at him, as he slowly got too his feet and dusted himself off.
"Pretty simple, Kim. You were just a challenge for me to crack. Too bad I wont get farther."
At this he started to laugh at her horror-stricken face. In one fluid motion, Kim was upon Josh, and let lose a furious one-two-three combination on Josh. Jabbing with her left, she struck his nose, causing it to bleed. With her right, she finished off with a hook, and knee combo, leaving Josh on the floor, not knowing what to clutch first. Nose bleeding, one tooth missing, and family pride (that's the groin if you can't tell) battered, he lay gasping for air.
"We are OFFICIALLY through, Josh." As Kim turned on her toes quickly to depart, Josh mustered up an awful sounding laugh, and a gruesome, blood stained smile.
"What's your hurry Kim? You already missed your big appointment with Wade! Ron will never be your friend again after this one!"
Laughing once more, only to be taken by a fit of coughing, Josh was able to see the shock of horror shine upon Kim's face as she checked her watch; Visibly paling, she didn't even give him a second thought, as she dashed out of the garden.
Before Josh lost himself to the pain again, his final thoughts were simple and vile.
Thank God I'm getting paid…..
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Kim knew she should be contacting Wade, but she couldn't bring herself to face him after she had messed up so greatly. Apparently ANYTHING really was possible for a Possible. She then decided that her best bet was to talk with Ron face to face. Reaching the Stoppable residence at 5:45, Kim knocked urgently on the front door, when no one answered for a full five seconds, Kim rang the forgotten doorbell. As she saw the smiling face of Mrs. Stoppable greet her, Kim held her breath as she walked in, readying herself for the obvious confrontation that was to occur.
"Oh, hello Kim, here to say hello to Ron one last time? He is right up in his room, Just knock."
Surprised that no dirty looks or harsh glances were cast her way, Kim, trembling, thanked Mrs. Stoppable and made her way up the stairs to Ron's room. All the while, Mrs. Stoppable's strange words, and even stranger behavior clouding her thoughts as she reached the top steps.
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Ron had heard the doorbell and his mother opening the door. He knew that someone was downstairs, but couldn't distinguish the voice, which had been too low. Sighing, Ron began to open his drawers, searching for some clothing to bring with him. It was true that he would bring the Gi that he had gotten from Yori and Sensei, but he still needed some regular clothing to wear. Rummaging around in his sock drawer, he failed to notice the quite footsteps leading up to his door, or the slightly louder knock that followed.
"…Ron…"
The soft, almost velvety voice that spoke his name brought a small shiver to Ron's spine. THAT, he had heard. Turning around, Ron was visibly surprised to see Kim standing right in his doorway, eyes downcast, hands at her side, and breathing heavily.
He replied gently and a little shocked.
"…Kim…"
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As soon as she heard his tone of voice, the care that it held, she ran into him and hugged him close. Obviously surprised and honestly, a little afraid, Ron pulled away from Kim and sat her on his bed. As much as he had loved the close contact of her in his arms, and the soft sounds of her heart beating, something was wrong.
"Kim, what are you doing here? What is going on?"
Now that the affection was out of the way, Kim had regained some of her fire and turned his questions around on Ron.
"I should ask you that same question. Wade told me that I am to partially blame for you being so miserable. So spill, what did I do to you?" Kim's words escaped her lips harsher than she had wanted.
Ron, seeing the change in the conversation, and the fact that Wade had yet to show her any of the footage he had of that morning, hardened. "Kim, ever since we got into high school, you have never loved me like I loved you. I'm not talking about romantic love (well…..secretly he was, but there was another kind too) I am talking about the love for a best friend. Ever since high school I have been nothing but a social leech, a burden….a loser."
Kim opened her mouth to defend her case, but Ron cut her off, "No Kim, listen. Every time you defended me, EVERY TIME you stuck by me, you didn't do it because you wanted to. You did it because you HAD to. Admit it Kim. You just feel guilty…..sorry for me. You feel pity for me." He sighed, "No matter how you try to defend yourself, I know that that's how you REALLY feel."
Ron took a deep breath, getting some of those things off his chest felt a little better. At the same time, it made him feel a whole lot worse. As for Kim, she was speechless. She had never heard Ron yell at her like that. Never had she heard him talk of his problems so….openly. In the back of her mind, she began to realize that she never really listened to him as much as he did to her. Sadly, she unconsciously pushed the thought away, far back, and focused on what she was to say.
As usual when it was concerning Ron, Kim's inner fire leapt forward and went too far.
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The door to the Stoppable residence opened as Ron and his father left and entered the car. Slowly turning on the ignition and wipers for the now oncoming rain; they honked the horn to a waving Mrs. Stoppable and began the journey to the airport in time for Ron's flight. Neither of them said anything. The whole house had resounded with the fight that had erupted a few precious hours ago. Neither of them knew what to say. Neither of them knew what to do.
And they both knew that nothing they COULD say would make it any better.
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Reaching her house, Kim raced into her bedroom, slamming the door and running to her desk. Her parents and brothers downstairs all stared up worryingly as she had neglected to even mention a simple "hello," as she shot up to her room. Back upstairs, Kim signed on to the Kimmunicator and Wade, Hoping he wouldn't be too upset that she was so late…
After a minute of failed attempts to access Wade, an instant message appeared on her kimmunicator.
W.Genius.IQ:
DEAR KIM, RON HAS EVERY REASON TO BE ANGRY AND UPSET. I CAN NOT BELIEVE THAT YOU COULD FORGET OUR MEETING CONCERNING SOMETHING AS IMPORTANT AS RON'S FRIENDSHIP. I SHOULDN'T EVEN HELP YOU OUT AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO HIM, BUT I JUST CAN NOT DO IT.
UPON YOUR NIGHTSTAND IS A DISK OF WHAT IS WRONG WITH RON.
WADE.
"Oh god…" she said out loud. The tears that she had held back during her fight with Ron began to cascade down her cheeks and chin. 'Even Wade hates me…'
Walking to her nightstand, Kim took the disk and entered it in her pc. Starting up the vid file, Kim watched as the black screen faded to a bright sunny day in the park. In fact it was that very same day. Watching with confusion, Kim turned up her volume and continued to watch the screen….
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Mrs. Possible rushed into Kim's room as soon as she had heard. As they were sitting down in the family room, discussing what in fact was wrong with their daughter and sister, the Possibles suddenly jumped out of their seats as they heard an ear-piercing scream, Mrs. Possible, followed by her husband and the twins dashed upstairs. The elder, female Possible, seeing that Kim was not physically upset, and having a 6th sense with these sorts of things, ordered the rest of the family downstairs. All visibly worried (even the tweebs) they reluctantly agreed.
Now being alone with her daughter, Mrs. Possible sat beside the now sobbing Kim on her bed. Placing her hand over her daughter's silky red hair, Mrs. Possible soothed her little girl's sadness, while stroking her hair. Gently grasping Kim's shoulders, the elder Possible woman turned her daughter to look her in the face.
"Kimmie-cub, tell me what is wrong"
Sniffling slightly, and looking so visibly distraught, Kim just pointed to her computer screen and the ended video file. Getting the hint, Kim's mom reset the file and pressed play. As the screen flickered to life and the video went into a full minute of feed, Mrs. Possible: brain surgeon, woman who had had one child, two more twins, and mother of a teen superhero gasped at the awful things that were on the screen.
Putting a hand to her mouth, and her eyes wide open, small tears welled up in her eyes. Seeing her mother's reaction, Kim bawled all the more into her pink fluffed pillow.
Even Kim's muffled sobs weren't enough to block out the things said in the video….
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Reaching the airport, Ron had already gotten his boarding pass, checked in and everything. The last thing he needed to do was get through security and say goodbye.
"Well dad, I guess I will see you later…" Enveloping his son in a giant hug, Mr. Stoppable whispered in his son's ears.
"Son…don't let the hatreds of one kill the love of many…"
Looking at his father strangely, Ron slowly nodded, picked up his duffel bag, and slowly walked into the large crowd going through the security metal detectors.
Finally out of sight, Mr. Stoppable let a small tear fall from his cheek.
"I am proud of you Son…" he whispered into the air-conditioned air.
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After getting over the shock of the video and the facts concerning the truth chip and the large fight, Mrs. Possible tried her very best in helping her daughter. She succeeded in part by getting Kim to take a shower and stop crying. Sitting on her bed, towel wrapped in her hair, and bathrobe on, Kim still looked miserable.
"Mom….how can it be. Could I really feel these things about Ron? I mean, I never even thought them before. And he thinks this is how I always felt, and I just made it worse, I am the worst human being in the whole wo—"
Mrs. Possible just shook her head, shrugged her shoulders, and interrupted her daughter. "I don't know Kimmie, I just don't know. All I know is that tomorrow you MUST go there and apologize to Ronald. That's all you can do. Tell him that you can't apologize to him for the things you said before, this morning, but for the fight, and what you said….you can."
Sniffling and sighing, Kim flopped on her bed. "Mom….." Mrs. Possible looked up. "I have this feeling inside of me, it's tossing and tumbling within me and I feel happy and completely, utterly miserable at the same time, on top of everything else, I don't recognize it. What do you think it could be? All I know is just the thought of Ron is killing me...drowning me in despair and yet...a small smile seems to creep up on me whenever I say his name."
With hopeful eyes, Mrs. Possible said the first thing that entered her mind
"Love?"
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Ron silently thanked whatever God there was that he had lucked out. His seat, 23-B was a window seat on the plane. Ron HATED them. He always seemed to get stuck next to someone obnoxious, annoying, juvenile, or very, very large. He knew it was mean of him, but he couldn't help it. Anyway, since there was no one to sit there, Ron sighed and leaned his head on the window. Looking out into the rainy night, Ron admired the flaming fireball colored lights that twinkled in the hazed rain fall. Feeling the cold glass on his forehead, Ron lost himself in thought about the fight.
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"Well COULD YOU REALLY BLAME ME?"
Kim's retort had surprised them both. Ron looked visibly ill and hurt. He seemed that the words had hurt more than any physical pain in the world. From there, the rest of the fight was a miasma (fog) of insults, jibes, taunts and sneers that Ron hadn't really meant. Bringing up past fights and disagreements, both teens had gone obviously too far. Still, he had never been the issue, it was Kim. 'And that's the problem' he thought to himself. He had these feelings for her that she just didn't share. With the fight, Ron realized that she never had. The fight had finally ended when Ron, surprisingly calm, but obviously hurt, pointed to the door and asked her to leave.
As she had walked out, Ron had finished his request.
"…Kim, if you can never learn to feel for me as a true friend, then….I….never……just don't come back!"
With that Kim had raced out of the room, down the steps, and into the ever looming dark grey sky.
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"Take off will be in 5 minutes, the captain has asked for you to respect the no smoking and seatbelt sign. Thank you for flying Air Internmolerate. Where the Skies are the portal to above."
Jogging himself out of his daze, Ron took a quick glance around him, then, as discreetly as possible, opened his bag and checked on the sleeping Rufus. It had certainly been a hassle to get him through without a cage, but he had managed. Rufus WAS a smart animal after all.
Looking back out the window, he sighed again and whispered to his love.
"…..Goodbye Kim. I hope you will always be happy, 'cause I am cursed to forever love who I can never have…"
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Epilouge
The jet engines roared to life, and the high pitched screaming of the rotors whined in a soft shrill. Every passenger on the plane looked visibly relaxed, but one. A young man in seat 23-B. As the captain's announcement sounded over the intercom, the teen sighed and closed his eyes.
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It was bright and early the next day. Still raining, the skies above Middleton were opened and letting lose their tears. Just at the same time, Kim Possible, the girl who "COULD DO ANYTHING" tried desperately to hold back her own. Walking underneath the safety of an umbrella and hooded sweatshirt, Kim ran frantically towards the Stoppable residence. She had called before to make sure he would be home; knowing how angry his parents must be with her, she had tried to avoid calling the house number, instead, trying to reach Ron's personal phone. She knew he wouldn't talk with her, but if he picked up………then she could apologize in person. Unfortunately, he didn't pick up, and Bueno Nacho was unusually closed that day for slight repairs, after a piece of the sombrero roof caved in, due to the rain. Knowing this, Kim acted in desperation as she dialed the regular house number of the Stoppable residence. When Ron's mother picked up, and after a few choice and expected, cold words to Kim, Mrs. Stoppable finally gave in to tell the unrelenting, questioning Kim, where Ron was.
"Why Kim, he left last night on the last flight for Japan…volunteer work. He won't be back until the beginning of school."
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Kim just kept running. Stopping at the Stoppable residence, shedding her umbrella and soaked sweatshirt long ago, she stood, panting, shivering, and tearing, in front of Ron's window. Sniffling back the tears no more, they openly fell from her face, staining her cheeks and mixing in with the oncoming rain.
"I am…..SO…….so….ss-sorry……..Ron……Ron!"
She breathed out in ragged breaths as the truth dawned on her finally; The talk with her mother resounding in her head.
"Love?"
"LOVE?"
Love
Love
Love
…love…
Love?
LOVE
LoVe
lOvE
…………………………………………………………"yes."
Only three words left her perfect, crimson lips after that. Firmly being released into the ever looming grey sky, Kim breathed out her revelation.
"Yes."
"I DO"
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End part I chp4
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A/n
Ok so, here we go, I am SO sorry I did not update sooner, it wasn't from lack of writing. Apparently Comcast internet subscribers (like me) in my area had a major blackout of power in the internet for a few days. Don't ask me why. So I couldn't get to a computer usable for submitting the chapter. Please forgive me, and hopefully this one part of chapter 4 will make it up to you guys. If not…..I was always good at groveling.
Getting away from that, this is it; Part I, the big fight... the revelation.
Part II is all about Ron in Japan….very little Kim. But not to worry; more to come, more action as promised, and to all of you still interested, just because they both have agreed to themselves that they are in love, doesn't mean the pairings are set K/R. I still need some more reviews to tell me. It is now a race between K/R and K/Y.
That's right, enter Chapter 4 Part II, Train Both Mind, Body and Heart…..Enter the beautiful, raven haired, Japanese ninja vixen.
Enter Yori.
That's it for now, part II soon to come. Please keep reviewing! i live for them.
Fern nu