What the Other Doesn't Know

Is this Mouth to Mouth?

"Hey Ron? Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Yea KP, what's up? You know you can always count on the Ronster for help," Ron said, looking up at his friend from where he sat on the couch. Kim stood timidly by the couch edge, her small posture tipping him off that something was up. She was never timid. Had something happened when she went to go to Drakken's lair by herself? But she had said everything was fine, reporting that it wasn't a trap, but that Shego simply needed some sort of pep talk from Kim to get back her fighting spirit. Which Ron thought was weird but he didn't ask for more details. He figured Kim had told him all the important parts.

"I kind of wanted to practice mouth to mouth. On you," she looked at him pleadingly, hands clasped in front of her.

"On me? For what?" Ron asked, a bit shocked by her request.

"It's, uh, never mind then," Kim rubbed the back of her head, her brief confidence diminished by his reaction, and moved to go away when Ron got up and caught her by the wrist. "No, it's fine. Stay. I'll do it."

"Thanks," Kim gave him a shy smile and let him steer them over to the couch. They sat facing each other.

"So, uh, what brought this on?" Ron asked softly. He didn't want to bother her with questions but he wanted to know what had her so stressed out.

"I, well, I'm just worried I might be doing it wrong. And I need to know what's the proper way to do it," Kim told him evasively. Ever since Shego had said Kim was doing it wrong and left it at that, Kim wanted to know exactly what was wrong with it. What she had done so badly that it caused the green haired woman distress enough that she didn't want to fight her?

"Oh, okay." Ron nodded his head. "Go ahead then." He swallowed nervously. He'd never imagined there would be a day Kim would chose to put her lips on his. Sure, it made sense if it was in a life or death situation and she had to save him with mouth to mouth. He'd just never imagined it might happen in such a simple moment.

"Okay, here I go," Kim said, also feeling a tad worried. Worried because she was going to be doing mouth to mouth on her friend which might be weird since he didn't really need it in this moment, and also worried because of what she might find out, in what Ron would find wrong with her actions.

But she shook the worry free from her head and leaned in, completing the action. It hadn't been more than five seconds when Ron pushed at her shoulders, scrambling up to his feet. His face was flushed and he was looking at her weirdly.

"Uh, what's wrong Ron?" Kim hated how small her voice sounded.

"Kim...I don't think that's mouth to mouth," Ron started in a shaken voice. "That was definitely a kiss. You, were kissing me." He pointed to her, then to himself.

"But I didn't use tongue this time like Shego said," Kim said softly to herself, Ron not catching her words.

"What?" He asked, his face cooling down a bit. He was still in a bit of shock over his best friend kissing him. Did she really not know that that wasn't how mouth to mouth was done?

"Oh my god," Kim buried her face in her hands as Ron's words finally hit her. She could feel her face flaming a thousand degrees. This whole time, she had been kissing Shego. No wonder the woman had been so put out. Kim wanted to bury herself under a rock and not come out ever again.

"Uh, KP? Are you okay?" Ron asked softly, noting with concern his friend's reaction to finding out she had been kissing him. Surely he wasn't that bad of a kisser. "I'm sorry if I kissed back bad. It was kind of my first time, and-" he stopped talking when he saw Kim get up. Her eyes were watery and she looked like the world had just ended.

"I need to go." With that she left the house, closing the door behind her.

Ron was left staring at the closed door. Had he done something wrong? He had had to, Kim only acting this way after she kissed him. But what exactly?

"Come on Rufus, we need to go apologize to her," he told his naked Mole rat who popped out from his pocket, holding a flower stem. "Flowers. That's a good way to start." And Ron went to go buy Kim some flowers.


What Now?

Kim lay in her dark room, hugging her Pandaroo to her chest. Outside it was raining heavily, matching the turmoil of emotions in her chest perfectly. She didn't know what to do, or to think. She'd been kissing Shego, her arch nemesis, and she hadn't even know it. Now she understood the older woman's refusals of Kim's offers of mouth to mouth, which Kim totally did not respect because she had thought she was helping the other. And Shego had probably fainted from the shock of all that, especially given how she had used her tongue! Her tongue on the other.

And just thinking about how Shego had known all this time that Kim had kissed her but then had out of courtesy not brought the issue up to spare Kim's pride was really sweet. But also totally mortifying!

Kim really wished she had a device that would help her turn back time so she could avoid all this embarrassment. That's right, a time traveling device! She sat up in her bed quickly as a thought sparked in her head. Wade had told Kim that recently Drakken had been working on making a time particle disruptor, something that would interrupt the flow of time. If Kim could get her hands on that, and use it, then she could turn back time and stop herself from ever kissing Shego, this avoiding this whole situation.

Incentivized and full of vim, she rolled out of bed. She was done moping around. All she needed to do was wait for Drakken to unveil his newest invention and then she could fix everything. She got into her battle gear and went to the door only to find a soggy Ron standing on her doorstep, holding a bouquet of drenched roses. His finger was up, ready to ring the door bell. "Ron?" She asked, shocked by his appearance. "What are you doing here?"

He retracted his finger when he saw there was no longer any need to ring the bell. "I came to apologize."

"Apologize? For what?"

"For making you upset. This evening. After our kiss," he said, his eyebrows going up in confusion.

"Oh. No, no I wasn't upset at you." Kim chuckled, amused by his assumption. What Ron had thought about the kiss had been the farthest thing from her mind right now.

"You sure? I got you flowers." He held out the poor drenched flowers to her.

"While that's sweet," she said, taking the plants and putting them in the vase by the door, "you did nothing wrong. And I'm fine now. Really." She fixed a smile onto her face. Or I will be, once I get my hands on Drakken's device.

"Really?" Ron asked, worry for his friend clear in his eyes.

"Totes. Now get your gear on, we got an invention to steal-er, destroy." She grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him into her house. He gave a surprised yelp before the door slammed shut.


Breaking into the evil lair and stealing the finished device was a piece of cake. What wasn't a piece of cake was trying to activate it. The device, roughly the size of Kim's head and in the shape of Texas, was full of similar looking buttons and no type of instructions or clues as to how to operate it were to be found.

"Should we look for some blueprints?" Ron whisper asked as the two of them were crouched down behind one of Drakken's consoles in his lab. The lair was in shut down mode for the night, all the lights dimmed and the lasers turned from stun to kill in an effort to thwart night time visits from unwelcome guests.

"No, I don't think they'd be very helpful," Kim mussed and peered out to check if it was safe to leave, eyeing the one guard a couple of feet away. She hadn't thought to pack her night vision googles in her rush to leave and now it was coming to bite her in the ass. It was really dark in the lab and she could only operate her flashlight for several minutes at a time without worrying that someone might spot them. And she needed the flashlight, because while she could more or less sneak her way through the dark, Ron had the unfortunate habit of bumping into anything and everything, especially things that caused a lot of racket when they fell over. Which caused Kim to have to pull them aside into some dark corner to avoid the patrolling henchmen walking up and down the corridors.

"You're right, Drakken's hand writing is like chicken scratch," Ron conceded. "Hey, maybe that's why he got turned into a chicken last time!" Ron exclaimed loudly at the sudden epiphany he had. This caused Kim to slap a hand over his mouth to shush him. He had alerted a guard to their presence and instead of the man walking past their console, he now shone a light down on it. He caught a glimpse of something red, and it would only be a matter of time before he caught the rest of the intruders, so Kim decided to dive out with a cry on her lips. She dove the heel of her hand into his chin, jerking it upwards at the same time she aimed a low blow between his legs. He dropped his flashlight as he curled up into a sobbing ball on the floor, and she tossed it to Ron.

"Come, we've got to go," she urged as the man began to cry out warnings of Kim Possible being in the lair.

Ron and Kim ran down the halls towards an exit, the hallways flashing with red lights as sirens blared. The noise of this all awoke Drakken and Shego. The blue skinned man, wearing a night gown, a small sleeping cap, and holding a teddy bear under his arm, pulled the door of his quarters open to note the panic outside as guards rallied to chase and corner Kim and her sidekick. "Guards, what's going on here?" he bellowed out.

"It's Kim. And she's stolen one of your inventions." One them informed Drakken as he ran by in a group of five armed men.

"Shego!" Drakken cried out at quarters across his and they opened as a tired looking green villainess opened the door up. She was rubbing her eyes tiredly and yawning. "What is it Drakken?"

"It's Kim! She's broken into our base to steal my highly inventive invention!"

At the announcement of Kim's name, all signs of sleepiness immediately fled from Shego. "Oh, so the little pup has come out to play during the night. I'm gonna teach her that she can't steal from us, or better yet, what happens when she does-" Shego grinned evilly as she pummeled the flat of her palm with her fist.

"Shego, stop monologuing and get my device back so I can go back to enjoying my bad dreams."

Shego's frown dropped at this. "Seriously? You're complaining about my monologuing when you do it like every damn time you see Kim. When you go on evil rants around the lab for hours-"

"I complain about everything," Drakken impatiently cut in before he pointed sharply down the hall where his henchmen had gone. "Now go get her!"

"Fine," Shego grumbled out. "Always gotta ruin my fun. When I'm all grumpy and stuff you complain about that, telling me to cheer up. Or when I'm sarcastic, you tell me to be more honest with my opinions. So then when I try to less grumpy and tell you my intentions about this fight, you get angry at me about it too!" Shego ranted as she went down the hall.

"I can still hear you," Drakken said as he watched the villainess stomp slowly down the halls.

"Good! I want you to!"

Drakken rolled his eyes at his sidekick's antics. "I'm going back to bed and when I wake up in the morning, Kim Possible better be in those holding cells villains use for containing heroes."

"The HenchCo ones?"

"No, those are always rigged to give the hero an advantage in escaping, so that way the government can't sue villains for actually detaining heroes in squalid conditions for long periods of time," Drakken waved a hand, before sticking his thumb back in his mouth. "Use the regular cages, the unregistered ones."

"And what about the buffoon?" Shego's voice was getting more and more faint. Drakken had to strain to hear it over the blare of the sirens.

It took Drakken a second to remember who that was again. "Eh I don't care," he shrugged. "Do whatever you want with him." Then Drakken went back into his room to try to get some evil genius sleep.

A/N: Well, they had to kiss because how else is Kim going to finally start to realize things?