Man, this one large sleeping bag, Ron thought to himself as he lay there. Kim had huddled herself into Ron, resting her head near his chest on her side of the bag. Perhaps for warmth Ron believed. From the way she was breathing now he thought she must have fallen asleep. It seemed liked she drifted off quickly to him. Ron however just watched Kim's face as she slept. He also watched her breath, she seemed so peaceful and so was he.

Ron was riding through the countryside. He didn't know where as he knew he had never been here but it all looked so familiar to him. It was so strange, every colour was so bright to him. The vast expanse of green grass and hills almost shone.

The teen took in more of his surroundings and realised that he was riding a horse. Why didn't I notice this? he thought. From what he could see of his large steed the horse was a dark red, like that of clay and had a white hair on it's head and tail. Ron somehow felt relaxed at seeing this. He knew this horse too.

Scratching his head he noticed something else. He was wearing different clothes than he was used to. Clutching at his green shirt as if to inspect it he realised what he was wearing. It was a tunic. Ron didn't have too long to let his confusion take hold as he was suddenly nearing a large castle that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Last Ron had checked there was nothing on the horizon but there it was.

Seeing nowhere else to go Ron rode towards the drawbridge which was currently down across the moat. As he neared the bridge he dismounted the horse. Looking back and admiring the steed Ron saw something hung on the side of it's saddle. A large blue shield.

He took off the shield and placed it on his right hand. For some unknown reason Ron reached behind his back and drew out a large sword. This weirded out Ron in two ways, firstly he was right handed and secondly he wondered why he knew the sword would be there. It had a long reflective silver blade and a large blue handle.

Ron entered the courtyard of the castle through the open gates. He carried on cautiously as he couldn't see much as it had become dark surprisingly quickly. As he did so a storm was brewing as well. In a second there was a flash and suddenly Ron knew why he was afraid of this place. He saw ahead of him what looked like knights. Nearly thirty of them all armoured up but what was really creepy is that they all looked like Mr. Barkin.

For some unknown reason Ron drew up his shield to his face and decided to rush them. The fight that ensued was immense. The clangs and dings of shields, swords and armour could be heard throughout the courtyard between the thunderclaps. Though outnumbered Ron was doing exceedingly well. Soon he was down to the last Barkin knight. As he finished them off he turned to see an ominous shadow as another lighting bolt faded in the nights sky.

Stepping forward Ron could see it was the terrible Drakkendorf. Drakkendorf? Ron questioned. He soon forgot his confusion again as another figure jumped over the power hungry madman and landed just in front of our hero. It was another knight, though the armour was all green and this knight was obviously female.

Ron got ready for a fight. Getting into a fighting stance he tried to judge his enemy. Though he was expecting melee combat she just lunged green fire balls from her hands. Caught off guard Ron just held up his shield for protection. This must have lasted two blasts before it was destroyed. Ron ran and dodged more attacks. Tripping Ron fell onto his back. Panic stricken he held up his sword for protection. As the fire ball struck the blade it was deflected and struck a nearby wall.

This gave Ron the confidence to fight back. The knight just started throwing more fire balls to open up some distance between him and her. Although this work it did give Ron enough space to bat several fire balls back, the last one striking her squarely on her chest knocking her off her feet.

Taking a look around Ron noticed that the fight had completely destroyed most of the castle. Feeling a little embarrassed he didn't know where to look. That is until he suddenly noticed a large shadow swoop along the courtyard. Looking up Ron saw a giant bird take Drakkendorf and his knight away. What now?

As if almost in answering a woman in a long flowing pink dress came out of what was left of the castle. She had long bright golden hair. It was the princess Tara. She ran up to Ron and they both hugged each other. Tara gave Ron a peck on the cheek and they headed off to the castle gates. Finding Ron's horse there they set off into the sunset.

A while later a farm came into view. The pair decided to see if they had a room available for the night. As they rode closer they could see someone tending to the garden of the house. She was raking in the leaves. Noticing the visitor she waved. She was a red headed girl around the same age as Ron and Tara. She was wearing a modest but pretty long dress. It was clear she was a peasant girl from what she wore. Kim? Ron thought to himself.

The girl greeted the pair as they arrived. The three discussed staying somewhere for the night and the girl agreed. She said the horse could even use their stable. Tara got off the horse and went into the house while the red headed girl directed Ron and his horse to the stables.

As they readied his horse in the stables they talked. About what Ron couldn't remember. It all seemed a blur. As he prepared to leave the stable he turned and found the girl standing in front of him. She was staring at him as thought ready to say something. Ron couldn't help but feel he knew her. He was about to speak when she embraced him and brought her lips to his. Strange as it was he didn't resist he just held her close to him.

The next thing he knew they were riding off into the sunset together. She was in his arms and was looking at her as they rode comfortably.

Kim had awoken some time ago. Ron had obviously fallen asleep. Though she felt largely at peace watching him sleep she was filled with regret. She had missed yet another chance to take their relationship to the other level. Kim looked back on the few times she thought that she should have told him and thinks that this may be the same situation. Kim remembers the last school dance they went to as friends. She had so badly wanted it to happen there. For the first time in ages she had insisted that they go together this time. Kim hadn't made that demand since before she discovered boys. Kim smiles as she suddenly remembers going to the dances for the next couple of years with him because she was too shy to ask anyone.

Snuggling up to Ron who had rolled onto his back she laid her head on his chest and tried to relax. Kim felt comfortable laying there just listening to his heart beat. Ron shifted slightly but didn't wake up. Kim wondered if that would have been a good or bad thing.

Running it through her mind for what must have been over the thousand mark Kim remembered the moment she realised she loved Ron. She was still dating Josh Mankey at the time. Things were getting bad between them and Kim had retreated up to their old tree house. The one Ron and Kim played in as kids. Josh had stood her up on another date. He had been going through a phase where he was paying more attention to his art than he was her. Though he didn't mean it he kept missing dates and other things and they didn't see much of each other. Mankey wasn't bad, he just wasn't attentive and this got to her.

"Hey Kim", Ron said as he entered the tree house.

"Ron... sniff... h-how did you know I was here?" Kim had sobbed at the time.

"Yeah, Josh called your house an hour after your date apparently. Then he phoned me."

"You knew I'd be here?" Kim questioned sounding impressed.

"Meh, I guessed. I come up here myself sometimes. Plus we still hang here sometimes. Not as much as we used to but sometimes." Ron said almost shrugging off the praise. Ron's manner was friendly and he had a carefree smile. Walking towards the sofa he sat down next to Kim.

"So what did he say?" Kim asked.

"That he was sorry. He said that he would make it up to you after he finishes his painting." Ron said truthfully. He still wore the smile but his face filled with some signs of worry.

"Damnit! It's always his art and not me. This isn't fair. Why can't I just meet a decent guy?" Kim burst out in anger. Just after her outburst she started sobbing again hiding her face in her hands. Seeing her hurt Ron pulled her into a hug. Feeling her friend holding her Kim just let go of herself and let the tears flow more. After a while sitting like that she spoke. "Why can't I find someone who makes me happy? Someone who'll be there for me, no matter what."

For a moment Kim tensed up in Ron's arms at the realisation. She then sunk back into the hug suddenly feeling more comfortable. Someone like you, she thought.

You've always been there, Kim thought and she knew that he always would be there for her as she lay there in the tent with him. Kim lay there silently for a while. She was enjoying being close to Ron. She wondered if she would be this close to him again.

Ron was shifting again. Kim wondered what he was dreaming about. It was then that he began to mumble. "Tara" he said quietly.

TARA, Kim thought shocked. He's dreaming about her? Kim was hurt. She suddenly felt very uncomfortable laying so close to him. Kim drew away from him as much as was possible in the sleeping bag. She turned to face away from him as it became too much. She couldn't get out as that could wake him and then she would have to explain herself. Instead she quietly sobbed facing the other way.

She knew it was irrational to be jealous of a dream but she couldn't help it. Kim had spent so much time dwelling on telling him how she felt. To her this was a big deal. Kim was so wrapped up in herself that she didn't notice that she wasn't the only one awake until a hand touched her shoulder. Stiffening up at the realisation of Ron being awake she felt herself being gently turned to face him. Panic was coming over her as she realised that if he hadn't realised she was crying then he soon would. Kim wondered how long he had been awake.

"Kim? You ok?" Ron asked. His eyes were soft and his face was worried. Kim didn't answer she couldn't even look at him in the eyes. "Whatever it is, you can tell me? You know that." Ron begged.

"I know this sounds silly but don't judge me harshly. I heard you call out Tara's name in your sleep." Kim admitted. As both of their face reddened Ron was about to say something but Kim cut him off. "I know Ron. I know you like her but I can't help but feel jealous. We have known each other almost all our lives. I know you inside and out and I can't help how I feel about you. I'm sorry." Kim said raising her voice slightly. She waited for his reply but all he did was blink and look mildly shocked.

"Uh, Kim? Can I tell you about my dream?"

"No!" Kim snapped sulkily.

Drawing her in more Ron looked her in the eyes before he spoke. "Kim, please?" he asked. When he saw her return his look he started again. "I was a hero fighting to save a princess. That was Tara." Kim didn't look any more pleased than she did before. "Then we rode off together and we decided to stay there for the night." he said but was interrupted by Kim.

"Ron, stop it!" Kim shouted.

"There we met a red headed farm girl." he continued. Kim started paying more attention. "She showed me where to put my horse and the next thing I knew we were making out in the stables." Ron admitted trying to suppress a smirk.

"Ron." Kim said playfully slapping his arm. Kim was now confused. She was now happy with the explanation but she couldn't take back her admittance. She wondered what Ron would do. The pair were now sitting upright in the sleeping bag. They stared at each other silently. Neither was sure what to do next.

Kim was beginning to think she should say something and try and repair what damage she had done. She was about to say something when she noticed a goofy grin on Ron's face. She didn't know what this meant. Not until he leaned in and kissed her.

Ron drew her in closer and dragged her down. Laying together the continued to kiss. Kim felt like she could melt. It was amazing. Her dream had come true, Ron was showing that he cared for her too on more than a platonic level. Kim cupped a hand on Ron's cheek as she let herself go and enjoyed it. Ron meanwhile was letting his hands drift down to her waist was and settling on the bare flesh. Pulling away but leaving his hands on her hips her began to speak.

"Kim, I've wanted to tell you the same thing for the longest time too. I don't want to scare you Kim but I love you." Ron admitted.

"I love you, Ron." Kim said after a moments silence. Holding each other the pair just snuggle up to each other in the bag and lay like that for a while.

"Ron?"

"Hmm?" Ron mumbled back.

"I was kinda thinking. Would you, uh, Would you like to... y'know?" Kim asked shyly.

"Sex?" Ron blurted out shocked at what he believed she was getting at.

"Yeah. I mean I've thought about it before and I want my first time to be special. What could be more special than under the stars in an exotic setting with you?" The red head replied with a twinkle in her eye.

As if in answer Ron started kissing her again, this time with more passion. Soon they had each other's tongue dancing around in the other's mouth. Meanwhile they both were letting their hands wander. While Ron was moving from fondling Kim's backside to putting a hand up her top and feeling the bare flesh under it she was dragging down his boxers and slipping her hand between his legs.

As the two teenagers got more heated and things progressed further they heard a familiar beeping sound. Both annoyed and shocked the pair looked at the Kimmunicator. It was indeed working.

"What's the sitch?" Kim greeted Wade trying to hide her frustrations.

"Everything's cool. When I lost contact with you when you first landed I immediately contacted Global Justice and it took them this long just to find the satellite dish that was blocking our signal. They should be on your position in about ten minutes." Wade explained.

"Terrific. You rock Wade." Kim said trying to hide the sarcasm as she switched off the Kimmunicator.

"So, what now? Ten minutes isn't good for much more than making out." Ron asked.

"Well I need to dress first. I'm not being picked up by GJ in my underwear. I guess we'll just have to find some time on our own when we're at home." Kim said as she got up and reached for her clothes.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I know for one thing. Next Friday my parents going out to a lunch with a few colleagues and Jim and Tim are staying over at a friends house." Kim said winking at Ron.

Thanks to everyone for the reviews. This fic was supposed to be a little shorter. I wasa bit rushed with the first chapter and couldn't finish where I wanted to. Anyways, I hope you liked it. I don't always try to do fluff but it's nice every now and again.