I don't own Kim Possible or any of the characters! Blah blah blah…
Prologue
Why is it the things that taste... or in this case feel so good? Always the things that will cause the most damage to us? To be considered sick and wrong. To be considered shameful and disgraceful. Yet even with these "do not press signs" we press. Wanting... no, pleading to know what could happen. Hoping that it all is worth it in the end. However this... no good could come from it. We both knew it, and yet we both press that imaginary red button.
At the beginning we had our roles to play. One was to be the villain and the other would be the hero. One would want to try and rule the world, while the other came in and stopped the plan. We'd argue, exchanging crud insults, then we would fight. It was nothing more then that! At least that was what I thought at first.
I begin to obtain a thrill from it. I thought it was just the fighting but no I didn't get the same excitement when I fought others. Only with her did my skin obtain goose bumps whenever our body met. My heart would race and butterflies would appear in my stomach. Eventually our fighting became more of a dance... a ballet some may call it. She Juliet and I Romeo... or was it the other way around?
The feelings grew stronger and I started to notice she secretly felt the same way. Perhaps even wade into the idea of starting something, but we both knew it could not happen. So we silently agreed upon the invisible line we would never cross. We did however mingled near and even perhaps stepped upon the line once in a while. However we never did cross it not until now...
It was an accident. Dr. Drakken was once again trying out a new plan of his for world domination. We would play our villain and hero game. Perhaps flirt a little during our... dance.
Eventually Dr. Drakken's invention blew and we were all pushed aside from blow. That's when it happens. She fell atop of me and our lips graced each other. It was soft, swift and almost un-noticeable but it was enough to trigger something in the two of us. Leaving our lips to tingle with the spicy sensation.
Those eyes looked down at me and I was hypnotized by them. We had fallen into a different world were it was only the two of us. We did not notice what was around us nor did we care. That be a terrible mistake. I can't remember who made the first move but lips met lips again. This time though it was stronger and more patient...
It isn't the gun that kills but the bullet. The kiss was the trigger and the eyes that saw us would be the bullet.
That's it for now! Wait around for the next chapter. Which I hope will be posted soon!