Now this is going to be my longest chapter at this point in the story, so everyone enjoy.

qtpie235 – First, yes Hirotaka was the guy Kim and Monique were fighting over. But in a strange twist of fate, as well as irony, it was Bonnie who was his number one girlfriend. Ouch. And as for Kim now asking for money. In her mind, she'd did things for people just for the sake of helping people, and what did she have to show for it? Lacking of a social life, plus a so-call friend who was an ingrate and left (So what if she ruined his restaurant, he owed her for even putting up with him.) The fact that they were messing up her Josh-time wasn't so great either. So therefore, if the missions were going to ruin her social life, she'd at least better get something worthwhile from them.

eckles – Tara's analysis is in this chapter. As for Hope, right now she's sorta like Tara, only that she has more of a backbone than her. She's not afraid to say exactly how she feels about what Bonnie does. But usually agrees with Bonnie so that she'd shut up. But expect to see a lot more of Hope in the future. As for Kim? Read for yourself…

vendoban – Next chapter, Ron's going to do some training. He will be doing so, after what happens in this one.

BuckNC – Don't worry, there's going to be some Drama with Kim in this chapter.

The Metal One – Sorry, it may seem like it, but it won't be a Ron/Yori pairing.

Thanks also goes outto Azant and Whatever Star!

Here's a bit of a warning in this chapter: This will contain rape, so if you don't like…don't read.Otherwise, enjoy the chapter.


Chapter 8: Three Tears...

While it may be daytime in Japan, in Middleton, it was the opposite. In fact, it was bedtime for just about everyone. Including a certain platinum-blonde haired girl…

Dressed in a lime green oversized shirt, Tara King looked at a picture that was placed in a silver frame. It was only taken just recently after all. It was just after they've won the cheer regional championship. Therefore, the squad had to take a group photo, along with the mascot: The Middleton Mad Dog, as well as Mr. Barkin. The picture itself was typical:

Bonnie and Kim, on opposite sides, both held up the championship trophy smiling for the camera while obviously fighting over who held more possession over the cup than the other, while the rest of the squad was oblivious. Barkin just smiled proudly, and as for Ron? He was kneeled down on one knee as he held the head of his mascot costume in one arm. As usual, he had that goofy grin on his face. The same goofy grin she had come to love.

Feeling the tears beginning to form in her eyes, she quickly placed the picture back on her dresser facedown. It was just too painful for her to see the picture, especially with him in it…

Tara let the tears to run down on the sides of her face. Why did he have to leave Middleton? Why did he have to leave her? Why did she have to suffer? It just wasn't fair, now he'll never be hers now! They may have been rumors, but the people who knew her best that she had a crush on Ron, of all people, despite his outcast status. However, her crush was all but destroyed when she realized that there would be only one girl who he loved: Kim Possible.

That name made Tara's skin crawl. She had a crush on Ron, yet she felt that Ron loved Kim. Maybe that was why he never realized her crush on him. But then again, Ron always was a bit… okay he was really dense. Especially when it came to women! Sometimes she hated Ron for what he did to her. For making her fall in love with him, breaking her heart by his obvious devotion to Kim, then making her crush on him again, and then leave her. However, if Ron were to feel her ire, he wouldn't exactly be on highest priority, as he had three peoplewho were ahead of him.

Bonnie was the obvious one. After all, she basically did all she could to make sure a date between Ron and Tara was just, as she put it, "A horrid nightmare." She even went as far as to help her, through hell or high water, hook her up with Josh Mankey, Kim's then-Ex. For the life of her, she never understood why Bonnie hated Ron so much. Sure, he was an outcast, but it wasn't like Ron scorned her or anything. He was the most kindest, most gentle person she'd ever met. Sure he had his issues with the most trivial things, Monkeys and Camp Wannaweep being the main ones, but many people had even stranger phobias. Hell, she saw an episode of The Maury Show where there was a woman who was afraid of fish. It was probably just because of the Social Hierarchy, that is until the other day, when she saw Bonnie with Felix. When she found out that Ron and Bonnie were friends in Pre-K… that was before Kim came along. Apart of her felt sorry for her for what she had to go through growing up, especially as her sisters weren't so kind to her. She should know about Connie and Lonnie, she and Hope did encounter them several times while over at Bonnie's house. However, another part of her felt betrayed. For someone who thought as Ron as hopeless and worthless, she was a friend to him. Like with Ron but only much more often, there were times where Tara hated Bonnie. She hated Bonnie for keeping her away from the guy who was her crush, yet she got to be around him! It just wasn't fair!

Another one was Kim, especially since she was the one who had what she wanted: Ron. Ron was always around her, always devoted to her. Even when Kim was crushing head over heels for Josh Mankey she still had Ron. She didn't realize it before but now she believed that to her, Ron was truly a sidekick. Nothing more than a backup! The way she treated Ron was just like one of those shirts she saw one time. "The Perfect Boyfriend" With a hangman picture. Its selling point was "He's loyal, he's single, and if a cuter guy calls you can always leave him hanging!" Kim believes that Ron was nothing more than a hangman that she could always leave hanging without any consequences. After Bonnie called her about Ron's departure, and Kim being the cause of it, her hatred for her began to grow. First she likes Josh, then she grows apart and he becomes her boyfriend. And now she and Josh break up, believing that it 'wasn't working out,' and guess who he's back with: Kim Possible! Why couldn't the bitch just make up her mind and stop being selfish? And now she's changed, and not for the better! Now she wants to be paid for her services instead of helping people just for the hell of it. Hell, from what she found out while she babysat them, even her brothers weren't exactly fond of her, let alone her new way of doing business, after all, the one who was more of a friend to them was gone! They blamed Ron's departure from Middleton solely on Kim. Rufus, Ron's pet naked mole rat, had told them everything that happened, about how Ron was screwed over by Kim. About how Ron usually sacrificed anything that actually benefited him just to help Kim. It was then she decided that to get the most information about Ron's plans and what he was doing in Japan, he talked to him.

She had to admit that Rufus wasn't as gross as Bonnie, and other people for that matter, said he was. He was quite funny, although his constant obsession of cheese was a bit awkweird. She did manage to get some information from him. He was now enrolled into the Yamanouchi School he went to during the Foreign Exchange program. But when she wondered when would it be a good possible time to call him, the hairless rodent shook his head. There was something Rufus wasn't telling her, she suspected, but she'll let it go…for now.

And finally, there was one person she could be mad at, perhaps the most. One person that she knew extremely well! She could even say that she's seen her naked several times. Yes, it was indeed the girl who she always saw everyday when she looked in the mirror: Herself. She was to blame for her feelings being the way they were right now. She knew about how dense Ron was when it came to girls, and she should've been forward with him. She knew that she liked him and she should've made the first move. Sure, there was Bonnie there to stop her, but why did she have to listen to her? Why couldn't she just tell Bonnie off? That she was going to date whoever she wanted to date, even if he was a loser, even if he was an outcast? After all, if Bonnie didn't accept her friends, let alone boyfriend candidates, than she wasn't really accepting her. Perhaps if she would've asked Ron out, maybe he'd get a bit of self confidence, perhaps his status on the Social Hierarchy would've rose a bit. But then, he always hung out with Kim and he was still low on the Social Hierarchy. Even the captain of the chess team was higher than Ron! But then again, Kim always did treat Ron as a misguided fool instead of treating him like an equal. But the damage has already been done. Ron was drove out of Middleton to Yamanouchi, and the chances of him coming back were slim to none. No… highly unlikely… Oh whom was she kidding! When compared to how much of a better time he had at the Yamanouchi School in a week than in Middleton in, like, forever, anyone could believe that Ron was never coming back and who could blame him? It's not like anyone mourned for him or anything, let alone would for that matter.

With that realization in mind, Tara turned over and buried her face into her pillow as she cried. Her sobs were filled with regret and sorrow, just like they were for every night since the day Ron left Middleton…

Tokyo Mall

Ron was seated on a bench as his head was buried into a magazine. The way the Japanese read books and magazines were much different than back home. Here, it's not left to right, but the other way around. What was shocking of all was that they sold books that were…well…more mature without the prompting of any idea. Manga, was it called? Not saying that he took a look at it, of course, but he was tempted to take a peek. The magazine he was reading was a gaming magazine, with the cover story being about one of the upcoming next-generation console systems: Xbox 360. This reminded him of Felix. Just about every Friday, they'd both have a game night, playing Zombie Mayhem 3 and other games while eating pizza. Right now the score of victories were tied at 50, but that may change.

It had already been a great day. The first thing they did was go to Bueno Nacho. As much as he loved going there, he had to cut down on his orders, ordering just a normal-sized chimerito. Especially since he knew that the more he ate, the harder he'd had to work to burn that off. He also showed Yori how to make Nacos and, he had to admit, she made a pretty damn good one. Later that day, they went to a dance club and to say that she was a bon-diggity dancer would be an overstatement. What really shocked him the most was that how close she was dancing around him. At one point, they were really close. Too close, possibly! Ron wondered why at least a fraction of the girls in Middleton wouldn't treat him the way she did, instead of like an outcast, an insignificant bug. But alas, it was nice to have one girl who treated him the way cheerleaders often treated their jock boyfriends. What they saw in jerks like them, he didn't know, and now he didn't care. If they wanted them, they got them. Besides, they've broken up and made up with each other so many times that he stopped caring to count.

So now, why was he in a clothing store? Oh right, Yori wanted to buy some new clothes, which was surprising knowing Yamanouchi's dress code. "It is just for a special occasion," She said to him. He already had to get a new cell phone because he had left his old one to Rufus, both to check up on him without having to alert Kim, which was the last thing he needed. Speaking of which, the second reason of him leaving his cell phone to Rufus was the same reason why he destroyed his Ronnunicator: So Wade wouldn't track him down for Kim. He didn't want any visitors, much less uninvited ones…

"How do I look, Stoppable-San?"

Ron was taken out of his train of thought as he looked at Yori. She was dressed in what appeared to be a white elegant gown with a single strap on the shoulder as well as a few bits of jewelry. Needless to say, he stared in awe.

"Y-you look nice, Yori!" He said, trying to find his words, as he was now nervous. The only other time he seen her dress this beautiful – as in to this extent – was at the last day of the exchange program. She wore the most beautiful kimono he had ever seen…well…according to a certain part of his anatomy, it was also the sexiest kimono he had ever seen. That was another one of those times when he hated his teenage hormones, but that was for another story… "Yamanouchi has a ninja prom coming up?"

Yori giggled, "You are so funny with your American-Style jokes!"

'And I thought I was being serious.' Ron was a bit taken back. He really did wanted to know if there was going to be a prom. And if there were one, hopefully he'd find a date. But knowing his luck, he'd have a better chance winning the lottery. "But seriously, you look beautiful."

"I am honored." She smiled as she went back into the fitting room to change, leaving Ron back to his own thoughts. His first instincts were to call Felix, but knowing what time it was back in Middleton, he'd be waking him up. Nevertheless, it was best to call him later. Then he thought about Tara, that was when he really began to kick himself. Why couldn't he just stay for her? Why couldn't he just stay in Middleton? Right…Kim… The last thing he ever wanted to do was to see her backstabbing hypocritical face. And if he did, it will be too soon, way too soon.

On the Train

Ron's eyes were closed as he decided to meditate, ignoring the smooth-yet-bumpy movement on the tracks. He already had a lot to think about. First, he decided that he should at least call Felix and his parents. He didn't know Tara's number, and that went double for Bonnie's. But then again, he was deciding if he even wanted to talk to her, let alone call her at home. And calling his old cell phone was also risky, despite it being on vibrate instead of being on ring. The last thing he needed was to call Rufus, only for Kim to be the one picking up on the phone. Of course he could always hang up, but that would be childish, and he was above those antics.

"Something on your mind?" Yori broke Ron out of his meditation with a question.

"Kinda… I was thinking about the people I left behind. My parents, Rufus, just to name a couple. Plus, there was what Sensei told me."

"What was it that he told you?"

"About some prophecy saying that the Ultimate Monkey Master will be me – And until recently I had serious monkey issues. I have to admit, I'm still a bit freaked out by it. Especially knowing what happened the last time something like this happened: I had a bunch of Monkey Ninjas following me around. Not to mention the huge expectations that have just been laid on me."

"Everything will come together and flow smoothly, Stoppable-San." Yori assured. "You may be confused about this now, but in time, you will understand."

"I just hope that this Mystical Monkey Power flowing inside of me doesn't turn me into some monkey or something." Ron sighed. "Something that I can't control…"

Yori was about to respond, but was interrupted as she heard a loud thump on the roof of the train. 'What was that?' She wondered.

"Okay, is it raining chunks outside, or is it just me?" Ron asked, as all the passengers then felt a hard thump. "Okay, that was so not supposed to happen!" Questions began to fill into his head. "Why did that thump happen?" "What the hell was going on?" "Are we on some kind of collision course?" Unfortunately, his questions were answered when a voice spoke on the radio system. Because he spoke in Japanese, Ron didn't have a clue on what was going on. Ron might have not understood Japanese, despite him beginning to learn the language, but he had a bad feeling where this was going.

"We have thieves on board this train." Yori said. "They said that they're taking over this train and will be coming around so we must take out all of our valuables and be ready to hand them over."

"Thieves…" Ron sighed, not amused at all. However, it was safe to say that, how they managed to take over the train, these guys were at least in a higher league than the petty thief that stole a girl's purse back at the airport. "They probably have guns, right?" He asked as he mentally sighed, 'Wish Rufus were here to take the clips from their guns…' "So what do we do? No way am I giving up my stuff to some thugs. Let alone the fact that I hardly have anything of value on me!"

"We will defend this train, just you went for me and we recovered the Lotus Blade." Yori simply said. Apparently they were in agreement of one thing: Dangerous or not, these thieves won't get away with what they've doing.

"First we'll have to see how many of them are on this train, but when we make our move, the time will be key." He didn't show it, but in his mind, he was taken back at what he just said. Usually he'd let Kim handle things, such as hostages and terrorists, but now, as he rarely shown, Ron Stoppable was stepping up to the plate and is good to go!

The sliding doors opened to reveal three men, dressed in what appeared to be black jumpsuits, with their heads and faces covered by ski masks. In their hands were what appeared to be assault rifles. Not something like lasers as Ron was used to, but now was no time to be a coward now.

One of them walked up to him and placed the barrel of the gun to his face. "Hey, punk, fork over all yer money now!" He ordered in a gruff voice, as Ron was shocked at what he just heard.

"You speak English?" He asked, he didn't expect for them to speak the same language he spoke, let alone in that voice. If he didn't know any better, he'd say that he was an American. Well it looked like any possibility of playing the role of 'the confused foreigner' was out of the question now.

"Don't flatter yourself. Hand over all of yer money and valuables and no one gets hurt!" He threatened, as Ron was in a dilemma. He knew that Yori could take on these guys, and he wasn't too shabby himself when it came to fighting, that is, when he had no choice. But his main concern, now that he actually saw the guys who currently held all the cards, was the people. The last thing he needed was innocent bloodshed on his conscience, just because he just had to be the hero.

"Don't even think about being a hero, Kid." He warned. "You don't wanna make me shoot ya, trust me!"

"Maybe I would cooperate if you'd move that thing from my face!" Ron said coldly as a clocking sound was then heard. His eyes narrowed. "That's convincing…"

The masked man let out a snort, "Maybe you do have a death wish, kid. But can you say the same thing for these people, or even yer little girlfriend next to ya?" He then eyed Yori, who was hardly startled. That was, until his two partners walked over to her. One of their eyes was "down there," while the other's was…well…let's just say that it was even more below. The Asian girl quickly prepared to defend herself against any possible touching… Needless to say, Ron wasn't too happy as he was now glaring daggers at the two.

"Ooooooh… it looks like the little tough guy's got a soft spot for the little lady! Maybe after we finish with you, we'll have some fun with yer girlfriend! How's about that, Baby!" The masked man, who apparently was the leader, said to Yori, who just glared.

'There are some Americans who are perverted and otherwise repulsive, it seems…' She thought in her mind as his two partners came closer. Too close, for that matter… 'It's on your word, Stoppable-San…' She thought, ready to follow his lead as she saw him look up at the lights. That was when she realized when he was going to make his move. There was a tunnel coming up which was where their stop was, and all honestly, she couldn't help but hope that it came sooner…

"Leave the lady out of this!" Ron warned.

"Or what are you going to do? Hit me? I think yer a little messed up in the head, as you don't realize that yer in no position to be making the threats, Kid! I'll tell ya what, I'll give you till the count of ten to hand 'em over, and if you don't, I'll start filling these here people full of lead, it'll be a bullet buffet up in here! One…"

Ron's eyes narrowed as he felt the barrel touch his face.

"Two…"

Yori wasn't exactly doing any better as a hand, taking her by surprise, grabbed her from behind.

"Three…"

She wanted to attack the owner of the hand, but like Ron, she didn't wanted to bring harm on anyone else because of their heroics…

"Four…"

Ron spread his feet apart as he looked out the window, wondering when the train will go inside of the tunnel…

"Five…"

Yori felt one hand on the black fabric portion of her sock-covered thigh as she felt breathing on her neck. Unwanted breathing…

"Six…"

She too looked out the window as she saw the tunnel approaching, wondering when was the time to make a move. Hopefully it was soon, otherwise she'd be groped…more than she has already, and Ron, and everyone else for that matter, would have several bullets in the head.

"Seven…"

'Come on…' Ron thought as the tunnel was approaching, but it was still too far away. The people watched on, fear and disbelief in their eyes. Several heads of crying and frightened children were buried into the chests of their mothers as one man could be seen hiding underneath a bench.

"Eight…"

As the tunnel became closer, the gloved hand reached under the pleated skirt, pulling it up a bit. Slowly revealing a pair of white panties, much to the extreme discomfort of Yori…

"Nine…"

It was almost near the deadline and they were still at least a mile away from the tunnel. Even if they did make it inside, they still needed to wait a few moments for the whole train to be inside. They needed it to be as dark as possible, to confuse the thieves and to minimize as many casualties as possible.

"AND TEN! TIMES UP KID!"

In what appeared to be at the nick of time, the train was now inside of the tunnel as, save for the lights above them, the inside of the train became dark. However, the situation still stood. Yori was about to get raped, everyone else was in danger, and Ron was all but screwed. And this time, Kim wasn't around to save him …

And that was just the way he liked it.

"Now Yori!" Ron said as just before the trigger was pulled, Yori, managing to elbow her would-be rapist off of her, pulled out what appeared to be shurikens from her purse as she proceeded to throw them, each of them to a light on the train, destroying the bulbs. As a result, the lights were out as the train was dark.

After the screams of the shocked and frightened passengers, what followed was a series of punch and kicks, followed by the sound of guns dropping on the floor. Also followed by the sound of two bodies colliding together. Nobody for sure, except for the five participants in this fight, knew what happened, but from what was heard, they could get an idea.

"OW!"

"Shit!"

"Damn!"

"Oof!"

"Ow, my nuts!"

"AGH, THAT'S IT YOU LITTLE BITCH!"

"YOU'RE MINE, TOUGH GUY!"

"MY NECK!"

Soon, the train has reached the station as the lights from said station illuminated the inside. Once the train had stopped, the door opened. The police, having heard the tip about terrorists' actions, were already there, prepared for a possible hostage situation. However, much to their shock, three masked men collapsed over, falling face first to the ground. The passengers quickly piled out from the train as Tokyo's finest began to ponder what had happened. Three men who was labeled as international criminals, knocked unconscious. Meanwhile, the people quickly piled out. There was only one thing to do…

Start asking questions.

For Tokyo's finest, they didn't get any information other than "It was too dark to see and all we could hear were the kicking, punching, and screaming." Every person they asked, it was all the same story. But there was one factor: A Japanese girl threw some objects in the air to destroy the lights. They might have had evidence, however, if it wasn't for the fact that when they investigated inside, all that was found were the broken lights. Not any sign of the weapons used to destroy them. Case in point: There was no evidence to summon what has happened. That is, until a man walked by…

He gave one of the officers a digital camera with the picture he had managed to take just before the lights went off on the display. The officer looked at the screen, seeing a raven-haired girl of Japanese descent in an action of throwing something and a blonde American male in the beginning process of throwing a punch at a masked man.

Another man walked over to see what was on the camera. Unlike the others, who were Japanese, this one was an American who was a part of Interpol and was assigned with the duty to capture the three international criminals. When he saw the taken picture, he blinked. "I know that guy!" He said.

The officer blinked. "You do?"

"That's Ron Stoppable! Kim Possible's sidekick." He exclaimed as another man came over. He was also a part of Interpol, being the first agent's partner. He also took a look at the picture as then, a confused look came to his face.

"Kim Possible did something to her hair?" He asked, which earn him eye rolls and a hand slapping to the forehead in annoyance. The guy couldn't be this stupid, could he?"

Back at Mt. Yamanouchi

"Was it that necessary to leave that quickly?" Yori asked as they were on the trail, climbing the mountain once again. She knew that the secret to Yamanouchi needed to be kept a secret, but what shocked her the most that it was Ron who was trying to avoid the police the most.

"It was…" Ron simply said, as he climbed over a few rocks. He wasn't sure why he didn't want the police to see him, it's not like he'd committed any crimes or anything. But it wasn't about keeping the true nature of Yamanouchi a secret either…at least not fully. He already knew what playing the hero game would get him. The police will ask him questions first, then the media would come in and start taking pictures. It wasn't that bad to get your name in the paper. But Ron couldn't forget, nor forgive the media for what they've done to him: They made him out to be a mockery! A laughing stock, a total buffoon! Thanks to them, he was best known as the guy who lost his pants. The distraction. The guy Kim Possible always had to save. Hell, even on a radio show they joked about there was one good thing about him: "He always wore clean underwear." So why should he give the media the honor of seeing him after all the years of ridicule, mockery, and all out embarrassment. He knew how fickle they were. They're just like the people who're with you for your money: They're there for the fame and glitz and glamour. But when everything goes downhill they bail on you. Basically, the media were shallow, they were ungrateful, and they were fickle, and quick to turn on you just to make things better for themselves, just like Bonnie when his Royalties money got stolen from him. And just like, to a degree, his former best friend… "There's no need to worry, I didn't do anything illegal so you're not talking to a criminal!"

"You are so funny with your jokes, Stoppable-San!" The girl giggled, as they were ¾ closer to the entrance.

Ron sighed, figuring that now was the best time. It was almost time for it to get dark and it should be morning back in Middleton. "Hey Yori, you go on ahead. I'm gonna call home."

Yori looked back. "You're going to call your parents? Rufus-San?"

Ron shook his head as he took out the new cell phone he had bought. "Yeah. I don't think I even called since I left." 16 hours ahead.

"I'll see you back at the school." Yori bowed as she then proceeded onward to the school.

Ron meanwhile began to dial the numbers to his house back in Middleton. However…

"Hi, you've reached the Stoppables. We're not at home right now, but if you leave your name and your message, we'll get back at you."

"Damn, dad's voice mail…" Ron sighed, "Mom, Dad, it's me. Don't worry Mom, I'm doing fine. Things are going well for me here. Right now it's three o'clock here in Japan. I'll call again later. Love you guys."

Ron ended the call as he then proceeded to dial again. This time, the number to the Renton Residence! 'Hopefully Felix hasn't left for school yet.' As he heard the tone, he waited for someone to pick up. Then…

"Hello?"

"Felix!" Ron said, in a voice that showed a bit of enthusiasm.

"Ronman?" He replied. "You know that it's time to get ready to school!"

"Sorry about that. I just thought I should at least let you know that I'm still alive. "It's three o'clock here. And over there it's, like, seven?"

"Okay, but I can't talk for long. Any moment Bonnie'll be here any minute."

"Bonnie?" Ron's eyes were wide. "Since when did she start giving you rides?"

"A bit has changed since you left." Felix explained. "For example, Kim's changed a lot!"

Ron scoffed at the mention of his former best friend. "What did she do now?"

"She's now charging people for her services."

"You're kidding me?" Ron's eyes were wide. "She's actually turning her favors into cash?"

"In away, yeah! From what Bonnie and Tara told me, Kim was dressed in some expensive stuff, and you should've seen her new car?"

"New car?" Ron scoffed disgustedly, "So much for not being programmed to say 'no' to help people, that is, unless it's at the right price."

"It appears so…"

Ron wanted to change the subject from her, and talk about something else, like the whole Felix/Bonnie thing. He had to be honest; it did sound a bit weird, awkweird even. He could see someone like Tara, Hope, or even Marcella, Gina, Liz, and Jessica, but not someone like Bonnie. But then again, as he said before, things change. "So what this thing between you and Bonnie?"

"It's not some 'thing' between us. I really believe that I care about Bonnie, and I have to admit, I like her!"

"Like her? As in like her like her?"

"Something like that… You don't have any problems with it, do you?"

"Not really. But what's worrying about me is-"

"I know. Yesterday I saw Brick Flagg yesterday during lunch and he gave me the dirtiest looks I ever seen."

"If he messes with you, you can just give him a taste of what Cyber Robotics can do!"

"I'm not worried about him. Brick just has a one-track mind anyway…" Felix joked. In Yamanouchi

Yori was near the door to her room. It had been a wonderful day out in the city with Ron, with a small exception being the incident on the train. Hopefully that would've been enough for him to be freed of the burden he was carrying. After all, he did make a few jokes during the day. Also, he'd showed her how to make Nacos. But tomorrow it was back to training. More particularly, tomorrow was weapon combat. While the Maiougi was her signature weapon, she wasn't too shabby with the other weapons. She did know how to use a sword and was pretty good with a staff. However, her weapon training still had a bit of room for improvement. She couldn't wait for tomorrow to see how well Ron could use a weapon. While he did exceptionally well with a staff on his first try against Fukushima, he still needed to work on a few skills, especially keeping from losing his clothes.

Yori giggled at the thought of Ron spinning his staff around only for him to lose his Gi as she slid open the door to her room. Dinner was only a few hours away and she needed to change. She was up for a bit more training today. However she was soon met with a voice, a voice she did not want to hear again…

"Did you have a good day, Yori?"

She stopped at hearing his voice as she tensed a little. "What are you doing here?" She asked coldly.

"What's the matter? Can't I see an old friend of mine?" The voice feigned innocence as the owner walked closer.

"I believed we severed those ties long ago! So leave now, baka! Before I'll alarm the others!" She warned as she was then met with a hand on her shoulder.

"We were so close Yori! We were inseparable. That is until you betrayed me for the outsider!"

Yori slapped the hand away, "Stoppable-San had nothing to do with us! You were too jealous and too paranoid. And you were too reckless with the other students! All you ever really cared about was yourself, Fukushima! While he is more of a man than you'll ever be." She then felt an arm around her waist as she felt a hand around her mouth.

"Is that so, Yori?"

She quickly broke free as she then managed to flip him over. "I will say this again. Leave now Fukushima, and never return!" However, the disgraced student wasn't down for long as he once again advanced towards her. Yori saw that his dark eyes weren't filled with hate or even anger but something else. Something else, which frightened the girl! That something else was…lust? "I mean it! I want you to leave now!"

Fukushima continued his advances until Yori was back up in a corner. Her threats seemed empty to him, and what would she do? Call the other students? It wouldn't matter. They were still in training right now and by the time they've return, it would've been too late. Much too late… Besides, the outsider wasn't around either. In point, there was no one to stop him and no one to save her.

Feeling cornered, Yori threw a kick at Fukushima as they engaged in combat, both of them blocking the other's attacks while getting in some hits. However, what was the deciding factor was what Fukushima did next.

Yori attempted to block what appeared to be a palm strike, but not only did it went through, but it went as far until the hand was at the right distance to grip which was its true target all along: Her blouse!

As the front was gripped tightly in his hand he forcibly pulled black, proceeding in ripping the buttons off causing the shirt to open, revealing a white bra. Needless to say, Yori's fighting instincts vanished as her immediate action was to cover up.

"Fukushima! What are you doing?" She asked in anger and fear as she used both her arms to cover her chest. This was the opening the former student needed as he proceeded to trip her and cause her to fall over.

"Your heart may belong to the outsider, Yori! But there's one thing that he'll never take from me, nor that he'll ever have…" He said in a husky voice. A voice that brought fear into Yori as she felt herself turned over.

"Fukushima…" She cried, almost in a pleading tone as she felt her skirt being forcibly pulled down. She desperately tried to break free as she felt Fukushima on top of her, pinning her to the floor as she felt his hands on the band of her panties… "No…"

"You're mine, Yori! And there's nothing you can do about it." He taunted as he then proceeded to pull down his own pants. It was ready for the insertion, as he looked at the near-nude form of the girl.

Yori was in fear as she felt Fukushima's hands felt up her now-bare backside as she desperately began to cry for help. She was so scared and so in shock that she slipped into Japanese as she cried for someone to help her! Ron, Sensei, Hirotaka, anyone! Out of all of her years at Yamanouchi, she might have faced every challenge, even those that were most difficult, without fear. However, this was the first time that Yori felt completely helpless, vulnerable, violated! And now Fukushima was about to rob her of something she'll never get back: Her innocence.

As she felt his member between her, Yori let out a loud painful scream as Fukushima just smiled. 'Outsider, you may have stolen Yori's affections from me, but I'll have the one thing that she'll never give you, or anyone else… '

Back on the Mountain Trail

Ron eyes went wide as he heard what appeared to be a pain-filled scream. He knew that he was close to the school, but he didn't think that he could hear that far. 'That was Yori's voice…' Just what was going on up there?

"Ronman? Ronman?" Felix's voice called from the other line on the phone. "Ron?"

Ron sighed as he said through the receiver. "Listen Felix, I gotta go. Something's going on and I need to check it out!"

"Did something happen?"

"I don't know, but I sure hope not. Talk to you later. And give Rufus my new number will ya?"

"I'll tell him, Tara, and Bonnie you said hi. Later!"

With the press of the button, his call ended as, after placing the phone back in his pocket, Ron quickly rush up the trail, wanting to get back to the school as fast as possible. 'What if something happened to her? I'd never forgive myself…' As thoughts about Yori filled his head, he had eventually made it back to the school. The Mystical Monkey Power must've been in full effect as Ron had a much easier time getting there than normal. Once past the entrance, he saw a numerous amount of students gather around a building which Yori's room was.

"What happened?" Ron began to ask as he made his way through. After he made it to the door of Yori's room, to say that he was shocked and appalled would've been a huge understatement.

A few of the female students were already attempting to help her, as he got a clear look at Yori. She was nude, save for her socks, as she had a few bruises all over her body. What was most noticeable was on the inside of her legs was a bit of blood, some that was mixed with semen, which has since dried up. He couldn't stand to see Yori the way she was now. Usually, she was happy, perky, always in a positive mood. She could always see the bright side in just about everything. Now look at her. She was just a broken, scarred shell of herself. Who could've done this to someone, he wondered. Let alone who would've done this to someone like Yori? He quickly found his answer when he looked up above. As he saw the message written blood, possibly from Yori's blood, as it was somewhat faint. But the message was clear enough to be read. At that moment, Ron knew who was responsible when he read the message:

I win, Outsider…

And to say that he wanted revenge would've been… let's just say that how it was said would make a feather look like an anvil in comparison.

Middleton High School

Tara had just arrived at high school! Wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and a black T-shirt of a pink butterfly, save for a pair of white sneakers, she opened the door and walked inside. Today was just going to be another day at school as it was studying time for exams. Next week was finals week. Lucky for her, she had managed to exempt most of her exams due to her good grades, but unfortunately, only Friday was the day where she didn't have to show up to school. Technically, next Thursday was her last day at school. As she walked through the halls towards her locker, she had just heard a familiar voice.

"Can you believe it everyone? Stoppable saves the day, and he did it without Kim Possible!"

Tara sighed as she saw Bonnie yet again taunting Kim, holding up a piece of paper. Upon closer inspection, it appears to be a printed article from the CNN website. Unlike her, both of them were in their Cheerleading uniforms, for some reason. The latter was trying to ignore the former, but from the tweaked looks on her face, Kim was having a very difficult time.

"I mean who would've thought that the geek could've actually done something, let alone without you around, huh K?" Bonnie's taunting continued. "I'll admit, he isn't as bad as I thought he was. Maybe he's less of a coward than I give him credit for? But that does have to bring up a serious question. Which one was the real secret to Team Possible's success? I mean, one has to wonder if you're any good by yourself or not? I mean, since when was the last time you had a successful mission without Stoppable? And those petty thieves you captured and all those small-time missions don't count." She could sense Kim's anger and in all honesty, she was enjoying every minute of it.

"Nothing to say, K? It must be pretty sad to be dropped by Stoppable of all people, huh? You know how much of a loser he is after all! You said it yourself. So with that in mind, when you're dumped by him of all people, then you must be an even bigger loser, isn't that right, KP?"

'Isn't Bonnie going a bit too far?' Tara thought, but then again, old habits were hard to break as the bell mercifully rung. Hopefully, as everyone left, Bonnie would've stopped her verbal assault. But unfortunately for her, Bonnie Rockwaller was just getting started.

"It was really smooth Kim. You just had to drive the only person who was willing to put up with you away! I mean, your taste in clothes always were so last year! And even then you wear the same stupid outfit, like, everyday! I mean, you are a total-"

BAM

This marked the second time Bonnie got punched this week. First by Hope, now in the mouth by Kim Possible, who was now smirking at the glaring brunette!

"Wow Bonnie, after all this time I've finally found a way to shut you up!" Kim said in a pseudo cheery voice as Tara, being a bit of the timid girl she was, decided to hide in an open locker. Instantly deciding that she should find out how it felt to be a social outcast, and so she couldn't feel Kim's wrath. After all, Bonnie did sorta deserve it as she had it coming…

Bonnie felt a bit of blood coming from her lip as she began to glare daggers at the redhead, who just grinned. "What's wrong, Bon-Bon? Got nothing more to say to me? No more of your 'oh-so-witty' comebacks and comments? Or do you want to hit me right now! You just want to pound me in the face right now do you? To wipe that perfect smile off of my face, right? Well what's stopping you? Go ahead! If you really are the Queen Bee at this school than show me what you can really do, Rockwaller? But let me tell you this. I'll be glad to give you the beatdown you had for years. And I'll tell you this: I won't hold back. And besides, if we do fight and if Barkin or anyone else who's apart of the administration shows up, it'll be your word against mine!

"Let's go over the tale of the tape, shall we? Let's talk about…oh I don't know…how about me? Let's see, I save the world, am a good role model to kids, and all around good kid. Hell, I even have a hospital being named after me! While you on the other hand…well…outside of this school, you're either known as 'Connie and Lonnie Rockwaller's little sister,' or my personal favorite: 'That girl who's always starting stuff with Kim Possible but could never win if her life depended on it!' Next, let's start with grades. Me? My mom's a brain surgeon and my dad's a rocket scientist! So it's not surprising that I always have perfect straight A's. That's pretty big compared to your so B-C average grades, with a few A's you manage to get. And no I'm sorry B. Giving blowjobs to the teacher doesn't count, even if it is the one thing that you're actually better than me in. After all, I'm a young, strong, independent woman with morals, unlike you, who's probably slept with half the basketball and football team by now." She looks at the now-angry girl. "Do you want to quit now while your lagging behind, or do you want to continue?"

"Whatever, I'm so not listening to-." Bonnie apparently didn't have any choice in the matter as she soon found herself thrown into the door to Kim's locker.

"No talkies until I say you can, Rockwaller! Which brings me to my next point: Talent! Myself? Well, you should know about that yourself, after all you did see me at Cheer tryouts years ago. And I have to thank you for choosing that routine. I knew you tried to screw me, but you actually did the opposite! You helped me not only become a member of the squad, but become captain, a position you once held but could only handle it for…what was it again? A few weeks, B? After all I did to let you have the spotlight, to let you lead the squad for once to back up your claim about being better than me, and you blew it! Talk about an embarrassment to the family." Kim said as a small tear began to form in Bonnie's eyes. It was what happened with Ron at the school all over again. "But it was great to have a vacation for two weeks. I mean, trying to carry a bunch of talentless bimbos and airheads is so tiring. I mean the only reason why we got it this far is my name and my name alone. Let's face it: If I left the squad, the whole team would've gone downhill – Oh wait, it did! Way to go, Bon-Bon!"

"Don't you ever call me that, Kim!" Bonnie snapped, eyes narrowed and all.

"Why not? My former sidekick used to? Or do you have a crush on him, leading to why you hardly cared that he called you Bon-Bon as much as you used to? Nahh…that couldn't be so…could it? My Bon-Bon, I thought you'd had better tastes that him! But then again, I was wondering why you were behind those trees at around his house." Kim saw Bonnie's shocked expression as it satisfied her. "Don't think that I didn't saw you when I left, so I guess you know about my little secret. A little secret that'll stay a secret, unless you don't know what's good for you."

"And what are you going to do to me Kim? Get me kicked off the Squad? Please, by the time I tell them about what you did to Ron, you're going to be an even bigger outcast than he was!"

"Me?" Kim asked in mock shock. "Nonono…I'm not responsible for Ron's restaurant closing down. You are!"

"What?"

"That's right, B! You're the reason why Chez Ron was shutdown as it was you who made that call! That is, that's how I'm going to tell it! Again, you can defend yourself all you want, but it'll be your word against mine. You just have to ask yourself, Bonnie: Who are they likely to believe more: A Teen Hero who saves the world day after day? Or her jealous rival who knows that she'll never be half as great as she is! But I have to be honest with you: I don't blame you for feeling sorry for him. I mean, after what I did to him and all. Because, after all, losers love losers!"

Bonnie couldn't take it anymore as she swung a punch at Kim, hitting her directly in the jaw. She then jumped on top of her as hair began to be pulled. All of her rage built up, all of her hatred for the Teen Hero since Pre-K, Bonnie was letting them out on Kim, who for some reason, had a smile on her face, despite getting a few bruises on her face. Fearing the worse, Bonnie stopped her assault as she jumped back allowing Kim to get back up and, consequentially, floor her with a stiff Roundhouse Kick.

Wiping a strand of brown hair from her mouth Kim looked down at her rival. "Congratulations Bonnie, you just got yourself kicked off the squad!" She said in that cheery voice. That same cheery voice she hated so much. She's already got a bit of bruises on her face, yet she was smiling. Suddenly, it hit her: Kim wanted Bonnie to hit her. She didn't fight back on purpose. Managing to stand back up on her feet, Bonnie had come with a startling realization: She hadlet her anger get the best of her and worse of all she just did exactly what Kim wanted her to do. Now she had the perfect excuse to get Bonnie kicked off the Squad, or even worse. The only thing Bonnie could do now was collapse on her knees and cry. Cry for the dark future that was yet, but destinedto come into her life. However, she was met with a pair offriendly arms that hugged her. Instinctively, Bonnie cried into the chest of the owner of said arms, letting it all come out.

"It'll be okay, Bonnie…" Tara said to the girl, tears beginning to form in her eyes as well. "It'll be okay…"

"No it won't…" Bonnie stated, voice cracking and all. "It won't…" As far as she was concerned, her life was over…


Damn, I'm really a bad man! Not just a bad man but a baaaaaaaaaaaaad man! First I have Fukushima rape Yori, next I have Kim goad Bonnie into getting herself kicked off the squad. Y'all must really hate me now. But like I said about the confrontation between Kim and Bonnie, I told ya someone was going to end up in tears (BuckNC, I'm looking at you.). But don't worry True Believers, Ron and Felix'll make things better. Damn… now I'm starting to sound like Stan Lee.

On the rape scene, I knew how to do them, but my fear was to see how far would would allow me to go, out of fear of being suspended or worse, this story being deleted for violating the terms and service.

Anyways, y'all know what to do. Review now, yo!