A/N and Disclaimer: I know. Amelia lucked out when Kim left. It worked right in to her plan to Separate and Attack. (And what an Attack! I do not own any of the Kim Possible realm, Disney does, and will for years to come. I am not payed for my dabbling herein. The new character, Blackout, is my creation.
Chapter 6: Phase Three Part B
"I tell you, Ron. If you do it, in five minutes you won't think about me being naked. Well, in your case it might take a little longer," Amelia giggled.
Ron turned away from her, folded his arms behind his back and started to pace back and forth along the water's edge. She could hear him mumbling, but couldn't make out any of the words. He went on to the pool deck and sat on the end of one of the chaises. He sat there for a minute with his elbows on his knees and head in his hands, facing away from her.
Ron took his shoes and socks off, then went back to thinking. After another minute, he slowly stood, taking his shirt off as rose. Finally he quickly pulled off his cargo shorts and underwear. Still facing the house, he said, "O.K. Amelia, you're right. I think I can deal with this. But remember, I'm still a young guy with raging hormones. It might be a little, ahhh, awk-weird for a while."
She walked up behind him. "I know this might be a little difficult at first, but I promise, you'll get use to it. It will feel natural. It's no, big, deal." Ron turned to her and she eyed him from head to toe. "Figuratively speaking," she added giggling. Ron turned away and covered himself. She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him toward the beach. "Sorry, just a joke. You look great. Now, lets get some sunblock on you fast, so you don't regret it later. And I mean you will regret it if you don't cover that fair skin of yours with sunblock." She got him back to the beach and, grabbing a bottle off the table, tripped him down onto the blanket. "You want me to do the honors?" she tittered, waving the bottle in front of his face.
Ron snatched the sunblock from her hand and started to rub some on his face. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you. But you're not helping matters any with your jokes."
Amelia went over to the table and got her sun-enhancer/moisturizer. She stood facing him while applying the lotion to her arms and chest. "Ron, I am sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable with my jokes. It's been, well, since high school that I've been able to kid around with people my age. Just forget I'm here and enjoy the sun and scenery. Your... difficulty... will go away. When you get more comfortable, then we can start talking again." She walked over to the blanket where Ron had already finished with the lotion and was lying, face up and eyes closed. His fists were clenched and his whole body tense. She thought, "Beautiful. He's grown a few inches over the past year, and bulked up quite nicely. He must be working out. This is better than I'd hoped. Let's see how much of Phase Four I can get to before Kim arrives." She laid down on the blanket, but didn't disturb him. After a couple of minutes she looked over at Ron. His breathing had shallowed and he wasn't tense at all. A smile started to spread across his face and his "problem" was gone.
"Ron, are you O.K. now?" she said softly. His body jumped slightly, then eased. "Yeah, I guess I'm ready to talk now." He didn't open his eyes. "I am feeling better about the sitch. It just took a little time before I got use to it." He opened his eyes, but looked up at the clouds. "I just need a few more baby steps."
"What? What do you mean by that?" she asked.
"Well, I find it's easier to do new things if I just take it slow. You know, just take baby steps. Just a little at a time. First I get comfortable. Then I open my eyes, but not look at you. We start to talk, but I won't look at you. Then, finally, I'll look you in the eyes while talking. Finally, I won't have to concentrate on just your face and I should be able to not notice your na..., na..., naked." He closes his eyes for a moment.
"Ron, I don't want you to take this badly. But I gotta ask." She rolls on her side and props her head in her hand. "Did you cover your whole body with sunscreen? I mean the parts that aren't usually exposed are especially vulnerable to Mr. Sunshine." Ron's arms and legs went stiff as a board. "Well, no. Not really. I mean, I was in a bit of a hurry and missed some." "I'll turn around so you can finish." Amelia rolled over, away from Ron. "Go ahead. And get it all. I don't want you all sunburned and hurting. Ah, your folks aren't gonna finding out. Your not gonna tell them about this, are you?"
Ron sat up and started to get the lotion all over himself. "Oh no, no no. I'll tell them we sat next to the pool and talked. But they won't ever find out about the nudidity." He finished and laid down on his side, facing Amelia. "You can turn around. I think I can handle it now," he said more confidently.
Amelia rolled over, coming face-to-face within inches of his body. "Hi," she whispered, "You O.K.?" "Just peachy!" Ron said proudly. "It just took a while for me to wrap my brain around the concept. I be good!"
They chatted like that for about ten minutes, talking about the fashion industry and his last mission. She scooted away from him a little and laid on her front side; Her head facing him. "Now for the next baby step." She paused. "Put some lotion on my backside, and then I'll do you." she purred. She threw him the bottle of tan enhancer. Ron sat up with a smile on his face, and started to put the lotion on her back. "Be sure to get it all over, from head to toe," she sighed. "You have great hands."she moaned, sexily. "Ever thought of becoming a masseuse? If so, you'd be looking at bare bodies all day." "But nothin' like a certain Super Model's. You have a great bod!" he said admiringly, working down her calves. When he finished, he laid face down on the blanket. "Your turn."
Amelia got the bottle of sunscreen, knelt next to Ron, and started on his back. "Um, your bod is really getting some definition to it. Have you been working out?" She started on the small of his back, working down to his butt.
"Yeah, when Kim and I aren't on a mission, I head to the weight room. Between the weights and an aerobics class, I'm starting to get more agile... less uncoordinated. I'm actually more helpful on the missions. You know, not just the distraction. I think the Mystical Monkey Powers are helping there too." Rod didn't feel her hands anymore. "Amelia, are you done?" He rolled over slightly, shading his eyes only to see...
"RON! WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!" The fiery redhead screamed.
Ron laid face down on the blanket. "Hi Kim. Amelia and I were just talking about our last mission."
"BUT YOU TWO ARE BUCK NAKED!" she hollered, turning away and covering her eyes. Amelia stood by the little table, sipping a soda.
"Kim," Ron rolled and sat up, crossing his legs. "We've been naked together. It's no big between us."
Amelia did spit take. "What? I thought you told me you haven't see a naked woman except in magazines?
Ron's grin grew. "Well... Kim and I... we've been seeing each other naked since, I don't know how long. I mean, we use to take baths together. We still do on occasion. Especially if we're in some far off country and they only have enough hot water for one quick shower."
Kim had calmed down a little. "But you're naked... with another woman."
Ron got up and walked up behind Kim, putting his arms around her waist. "Kim, we trust each other, right? You know I would never do anything with another woman. You do trust me?" He gently kissed the top of her head.
Kim slumped forward a little. She turned in his embrace. Getting up on tip toes, she wraps her arms around his neck, giving him a peck on the lips. "I do trust you, Ron. Sorry I went green-eyed jeal' on you there."
Ron gave her a bigger kiss. "What's there to forgive. I love your green eyes!" She pushed out of the hug and slapped his arm. "Wha," Ron said in his defense. "Your eyes are green, and I do love them so." She starts to point a finger at him, but he grabs her hand. "I do know what you mean," he says lovingly. "I know when you're jealous, it just means you love me so much." Kim wraps her arms around him and squeezes tight. "Hey," Ron yelped. "Watch the ribs. They're still a little sore from Monkey Fist."
Kim let up a little, but continued the hug. Ron wrapped his arms around her and they stood there, one fully clothed girl and one naked guy. After a few seconds, Amelia cleared her throat. "Hey guys, now I know how Bonnie feels around you."