Their date was finally over and Ron was driving her home on his new motorcycle. It was quite hard for Ron to concentrate during the rest of the date after Tara dropped that bomb on him, she had her ways of attracting his attention though. Tara was less adorable cutesy girl next door and more smoldering, sexy, and ridiculously hot. He had some idea about how it worked since he had been doing something similar himself for years. The confidence she exuded, the little moments where she got a bit too close and let her eyes and hands tell him she knew exactly how close she was, the dreaminess of her eyes. He no longer cared who her mom was after she was done with him. His mind was mush. He had no idea how she hid herself that well, although Kim would probably say the same thing when she found out about who he really was.
When they arrived at her house he was astonished. It was massive. If Betty said GJ paid that well he would have been a lot more apt to join up. They actually had a roundabout driveway. He had only seen those on TV for houses unless he was rescuing someone of extreme wealth. The way Tara acted at school most would assume she was cute but had a pretty average life.
They soon pulled up to her front door. Ron stopped the motorcycle then flipped down the kickstand. After they took off their helmets and hopped off the bike he couldn't help but look at her. Tara liked him, THIS Tara liked him. She cast him a sideways glance and gave him a peck on the lips. She expected him to be frozen stiff like the previous day but he caused her to squeak by quickly grabbing waist and pulling her into a deep embrace. Tara reciprocated and smiled when burying her cheek into his chest.
"Man, you're falling for me hard Ronnie. I saw that look in your eye. You barely know me."
"I know enough." Ron said while kissing the top of her head then rubbing his cheek into her hair. The action caused her to giggle.
"Alright lover boy, if you really can't get enough you can come in and hold me for a few more minutes. Pretty sure my mom is working late tonight, but I'm doubtful she'd care even if she was here."
"So I'm guessing she's a cool mom?"
Tara pre-laughed at her own sarcastic joke as she unlocked the door. "Yea, extremely good secret agents that lead organizations that may or may not be run by the government that technically don't exist on the books make cool parents. Who knew?"
Ron followed as she lead him in by lightly holding his fingertips. "My mistake."
As soon as Ron came through the door something felt very, very, very off. He snatched Tara behind him right as a woman in a dark blue uniform and a mask was going to strike a her from the shadows. He wasn't sure who this person was but they caused Tara to scream. That was all the info he needed. He pulled the arm they had outstretched from the attack towards him then pinned them to the wall by their neck with his forearm.
"Tara get out of here! I'm not sure how many there are or what kind of weapons they have. Take the bike." He was confused when Tara began slapping him on his back while occasionally jumping to get his attention.
"Ron! No! Bad touch. Bad touch. Down boy! She's not a threat!."
Ron put the lady down and Tara quickly ran over and removed the mask so they could cough and gasp in more air. He instantly noticed the hairstyle and wanted to shrink into the darkest, smallest, coldest corner possible.
"Ron do you have some kind of fetish or something? You pinned me and my mom against the wall on first contact."
Ron turned and hit his forehead into the wall several times with his eyes closed. After thirty seconds he felt a tap on his shoulder and saw her mother standing in front of him smiling.
"You did very well protecting my daughter. You also chose to save her instead of yourself without fully knowing the threat without a second thought. She made a wise choice indeed. I'm glad I didn't waste all those years hearing her rave about you."
"MOM!" Tara said while stomping her foot and pouting. 'Now this is adorable' Ron thought.
"Would you like to have a conversation in the living room Mr. Stoppable?"
"Yes ma'am." he said quickly. This was beyond awkward. He walked to the living room and sat on the couch. Betty was all smiles, Tara seemed to have a slightly nervous one. He presumed things were going decently if they were smiling at least.
"I was very impressed by the way you handled Drakken and Shego by the way. I always knew there was more to you."
Ron waved his arms in annoyance. "How did you know too? I never did anything out of the ordinary in public."
"Oh no. You were very meticulous Ron. It's just that if anyone keeps an eye on you for any extended period of time they start to see patterns." She saw Ron was sitting in silent irritation and continued her spiel, "After the Ron factor was deemed publicly a failure I decided to make it a personal diversion to look over your mission videos in my spare time. Would you like to know the only thing you did wrong?"
"I have a feeling you're going to tell me either way."
Betty grinned. "You made too many mistakes too consistently, and most of the time they seemed to turn out well. One could draw two conclusions. One being that you were just born supernaturally lucky. The other being-"
Tara cut her mother off. "The other being that you were doing it on purpose and making it look like an accident. That's how I figured it out too."
"Someone told me that there was no luck in combat, only skill and split second decisions. I guess you learned that lesson on your own." Ron shook his head and smiled. He really was a fool if he thought he hid it that well. He just assumed Kim's spotlight would divert any questions or attention away from him.
"Would the person that happened to give you that advice be the sensei of the Yamanouchi school?"
Ron jumped slightly. He was sure he never mentioned him outside of Japan. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"It's alright Ron. We're aware of their existence."
"How?"
"We keep tabs on most allies and potential allies. The Yamanouchi school has a lot of reach. Your sensei is quite the impressive man. You are fortunate to be taught by someone like him."
"One second I just need to process." Ron closed his eyes and rubbed his temples for a few seconds. "So when I went on that first school trip to yamanouchi."
"Yes. Actually we coordinated a little to make sure you were chosen as the exchange student. Their skills are a very rare commodity. Being owed a favor by the Yamanouchi school is incredibly helpful."
"I don't get why they swore me to secrecy when someone I worked with regularly already knew about it."
"There's a lot you don't understand Ron, and now that you're with my little sunflower." She made a point of patting Tara's head during this statement, which seemed to be more to annoy her than anything else. "I have all the time in the world to explain them to you."
"I have a lot of questions, but one thing has been blaring in my head since this afternoon." He took her silence and raised eyebrow as a continue on. "What enemies are you up against? I need to know their potential so I can accurately judge how best to protect Tara."
"Aww." Tara grabbed his face and planted a quick peck on him. He still found it weird how open she was being in front of her mom and became beet red.
"I will answer, but first you must do something for me."
"Little weird since I'm protecting your daughter, but ok."
"Spar with me, chosen one."
Kim tried calling Ron's house a few hours after he left but he still wasn't home. She judged that he probably wouldn't be home until the evening, if at all. She couldn't wait that long, so she decided to go to the one person who could give her answers. Even if they may be vague and filled with taunts. For once she felt extremely lucky that Global justice kept a prison facility near Middleton. One short ride and a couple of checkpoints later and she was standing before Shego. They lead her to a room for them to talk, Shego's hands were kept in energy restricting cuffs.
"What do you want Possible?" Shego spat out, although Kim noted it didn't have the usual bite of malice or teasing in it. She also noticed a difference in her body language. It was subtle but Shego felt much more like a mouse than the usual mountain lion preparing to pounce. Even when bound she usually felt like a threat. It was a very odd feeling.
"What's wrong with you?" Kim said while raising an eyebrow.
Shego sighed as her veneer of toughness. "It's nothing you should be concerned about."
"I think it might be. You're acting weird because of Ron right?" Shego jumped ever so slightly at the mention of his name. "He never told me how he beat you and Drakken yesterday. Are you embarrassed that he came up with a plan to beat you?"
Shego couldn't restrain a laugh. After a few seconds she heard Kim grunt and laughed a sentence out. "You….ha...think he had….haha…. a plan?" Given what he did that was comedy gold to her.
"Did he bumble his way through and get super lucky or something? Is that why you're ashamed?"
"I'm not ashamed of my loss to him." Shego said while her eyes became fairly acquainted with the grains on wood on the table.
"Then why get so jumpy when I mention his name? Why are you so mousy today? What could Ron have possibly done to you. I'm surprised he even made it out of there alive."
"Possible." The sternness in Shego's voice caused Kim to shift in her chair, but she maintained the fierce eye contact. "No jokes. I don't care if you don't believe me, and he might deny it to his grave, but Stoppable is not who he says he is. His little blonde pet bitch isn't either."
Kim's mind was processing what she just heard, but she spat out "You mean Tara!?"
"If she's the little blonde cheerleader then yes. I've seen her sometimes when I was doing recon on you. Every single thing she does is fake."
"Tara is so nice though. She wouldn't hurt a fly."
Shego couldn't even laugh at Kim's naivety, she simply shook her head. "Nice people don't hold blades to my neck."
"She WHAT!?"
Shego's eyes pleaded with Kim. "Look, I know this all sounds ridiculous, and I know it's hard to believe."
"You're right. You're usually not one to lie despite being a villain, but it's hard to trust you on this. How can I believe you?"
Shego smiled a little as an idea crossed her mind. "You're probably not going to catch Tara, but keep an eye on Ron. Don't consider anything he does lucky. Look for patterns. Don't believe him when something weird happens and he calls it an accident. Nothing. For some reason he was hiding his power from you so I'm guessing he might go back to it again since things are normal."
Kim wanted to say no and that she trusted Ron, but so many things didn't add up. "Alright."
"Thanks Kimmie. Don't tell him I said a thing. I don't need him knocking on my door when I bust out of here."
"I have one last thing to ask before I go." Kim leaned in and whispered into Shego's ear. "If you're honest I'll try to be a little late when you bust out."
Shego was gaining her old evil smirk again. "What is it?"
"Do you think Ron's on my side?"
Shego thought back to the previous night. When Drakken explained the synthodrone thing Ron's mood got much worse. He threatened Drakken a little while suspending him in the air and making his eyes glow but true to his word he didn't hurt him. He also weirdly barked out something as he was shutting off the machine, unlike the rest of the night it seemed like he wasn't thinking rationally.
'How could you do that to my best friend? She finally finds a good guy and he's a robot. She's going to have trust issues for years.' She tried to scrub the image of him crushing the computer into the ground after he shut it off out of her mind. That could have easily been her skull.
"He will always be on your side."
Apologies if the chapter is a little short. It's more of a setup for future events. I was experiencing some writer's block until I realized a transitional chapter was needed. The next one should definitely come out sooner than three months. Sorry if this was a disappointment. Also the ideas for the next chapters of Regaining my princess and hidden affections are screaming in my head so they will likey be updated next.
