What the Other Doesn't Know

About Time

Kim's progress out of the evil lair was hindered by Ron's incapability to run in a straight line for more than five minutes without tripping over anything. If she had come by herself she would have already been out. But as it was, she was surrounded on all sides and now Shego had joined the fray.

"You're ruining my beauty sleep," came an acerbic voice from behind Kim, and the red head was ready to spit out a retort to that, turning on her heel, words on her tongue, only to have them fall short as she took in the sight of the woman before her. Shego was wearing her pj's, but they didn't cover much at all. Her toned midriff was on full view and her shorts showed off legs for days. Kim had always seen the woman in her catsuit, one that covered a lot of skin, even her hands, and now to see so much pale green flawless flesh was making Kim very distracted as she absorbed every exposed inch of skin with her eyes greedily.

"What? Like something you see?" Shego smirked, taking full advantage of what had tripped Kim up. She ran a hand up her side and Kim's eyes followed the motion. Ron noticed how struck Kim was and followed her line of gaze to see it landed on Shego, who didn't look any more terrifying than usual, in fact more homely because of her casual clothes making her lot more human as she needed the human concept of sleep. Yet he didn't understand what it was that had made Kim choke. He waved a hand over her wide eyes. "Yo, KP, you good there?"

His hand waving brought her back to the present. "Uh, yea, I'm good. I think," she mumbled out in a small voice, wondering what the heck had overcome her. Due to her momentary lapse, Shego had been able to approach the duo and simply yank the device from their hands.

"Hey, give that bac-ompf!" Ron was shut up by a green plasma blow to the chest that sent him flying into the hands of two hulking henchmen. "Uh hi guys," he smiled up awkwardly at them. "I think I'd like it if you could put me down. Please?" He gulped as their menacing faces drew close to him. Then they lifted him over their heads and threw him. He went flying with a scream into something that shattered and the henchmen all ran over to him, knowing that they wouldn't want to stand nearby if Kim and Shego were about to duke it out. Last time they had they had to get casts for broken limbs. And that was just for minor scuffles the two girls engaged in.

Kim was faster than Ron and she had her hands on the device once more. "You're not taking this."

"And why not?" Shego grunted out as the two of them began a game of tug of war over the device.

Kim obviously couldn't tell the woman the real reason for her breaking in to get this. "Because you're evil and you're only going to do evil things with it and thus I have to get it out of your evil clutches." But then her grip slackened a bit on the device because images of what she had done to Shego infiltrated her head like pests. Her cheeks grew warm at how blatantly she had kissed the older woman and Shego, feeling the grip slacken was able to pull the invention away but not without activating some sort of timer on it by accident just as she did so.

"Hah! Looks like your arm game is a bit weak Kimmie. You might want to exercise more." But Shego's gloat faded away when she realized the blare of sirens had completely stopped. "What the heck?" she did a 360 only to see that all the occupants of the lab save for her and Kim were frozen. In fact, there seemed to be a translucent floating cloud around the two of them and as Shego cautiously touched it, it repelled her hand back with some sort of mysterious force. It was separating her and Kim from the rest of the world. "Did this thing turn on?" She looked down at the device, a little digital screen on the top of it counting down to zero from twenty minutes.

"What's going on?" Kim asked, overcoming her embarrassment and noticing what had just occurred.

Shego let out a groan as she came to a conclusion. "The stupid device must have gotten turned on while we were fighting. And now we have to wait until time unfreezes."

"How long?" was Kim's first question.

"According to this timer, twenty minutes." Shego growled out as she shook the device, hoping that if she did the time would count down faster. No such luck.

Twenty minutes. That sure was a lot of time to spend with Shego.

Alone.

And with her looking like that.

Kim tried to distract her thoughts and wandering eye from the beautific girl next to her by asking another question. "I thought this device could turn back time."

Shego snorted derisively. "As if Dr. D has the brains to pull something like that off. No, it can only freeze time, and not for large quantities either. I think twenty is the max."

"Oh," was all Kim said. She felt a bit stupid about attempting to steal the device away. It wasn't like she could use it to reverse the situation between her and Shego. Would Kim have to live with that blunder for the rest of her life? And why hadn't Shego just told her from the getgo that Kim had been kissing her instead of vaguely saying that she was using tongue when she shouldn't be. Does Shego not like tongue in her kisses? Kim pondered briefly before she shook her head. Stop, don't go there.

"What's got you all torn up over there?" Shego asked, noting Kim's tortured facial expressions.

"Uh, nothing. Nothing," Kim squeaked out.

"So, nothing's got you blushing like a beet?" Shego said with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"It's, it's," Kim stammered looking at the floor before she drew in a deep breath. I'm Kim Possible and I am going to go through with this. I will ask her the truth. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?" Shego arched a brow, peeking a look at the device. Only one minute had passed. Damn it, why was time going by so slowly? She wanted to go back to bed. She wasn't kidding when she said she needed her beauty sleep. She was super extra cranky if she didn't get it.

Kim sucked in another breath and decided to say it all in one rush. "Why didn't you tell me that this whole time I was kissing you?"

Now it was Shego's turn to blush and to say a soft "oh."

"So?" Kim demanded impatiently when Shego's silence became too stifling. "You said the only thing that bothered you was tongue. And not that it was...that I was kissing you." Kim's tone became softer at that. She still couldn't believe she had done that. And to her enemy of all people.

"Well, uh, how to explain this without it sounding weird..." Shego said as she was the one to look at the ground now, feeling ashamed to admit this out loud. She had hoped that Kim wouldn't have noticed but somehow she had found out and now Shego would have to explain what was up with lying to Kim about before. She chanced another look at the timer. Eighteen minutes to go. Why was time going by so slowly?!

"I just thought you'd feel bad if you found out the truth. Since you're a hero and good guys don't do such things, so I endeavored to not want to embarrass you and kept it quiet so we could have our fights as usual without you feeling guilty or bad." Shego confessed and looked up Kim to meet her eye. Kim sighed heavily.

"I guess... I can't be upset at you for wanting to help me out. Cause it really is embarrassing. It's so the drama." Kim rubbed her hands over her face, letting out a low groan. "Now how do I act around you? Every time I see you I feel bad for taking advantage of you like that. For making you pass out. You must have been so grossed out when I did such a thing."

Quite the opposite of grossed out, not that I would ever admit it, Shego said to herself. But she did want to stop the younger girl's fretting, it unbecoming for Kim to be this down in the dumps about something, so the villain put her hand on Kim's shoulder. "Look Kimmie. I don't hold anything against you. It was an honest mistake." She paused here to consider something. "Even if it happened three times too many. But it I don't want it to cramp up the fighting flow we have between each other." Shego gestured to herself and back to Kim with her free hand. "So don't feel bad about it, okay?" Shego fixed her with her most reassuring smile and Kim let everything that had been said to her sink in before she let her shoulders sag with momentary relief.

"Okay. But it might take a while."

Shego turned over a thought in her head, eager to come up with something that would bring back Kim's comfort levels in being able to fight her again. "What about if I did something embarrassing? Something to top your gaffs?"

"You would do that?" Kim asked in an astonished voice, her eyes wide.

She's so wonderfully cute, Shego smiled internally before she nodded her head. "Yes. To even the playing field."

Kim shrugged at this. "I don't want you to be forced to do this. To endure something out of your comfort zone just because I'm lacking-"

Shego's hand on Kim's shoulder tightened. "No. It would be no issue. I just have to think of what to do and I'll do it."

"You will?"

Shego nodded her head earnestly. Honestly the things she did for Kim, just to keep their fights and banter going. She couldn't dare to entertain the notion of not having Kim feel like fighting her any more over something silly. Granted it had been Shego who had started this whole awkwardness by not wanting to face Kim in the first place due to the mouth to mouth incidents, since she was overwhelmed by them. But if she started it, she was going to end it. "Ill do it as soon as we exit this time freeze."

Kim contemplated this for a moment before she finally dared to let her eyes drop down from Shego's face to fall on her tiny tight pjs. "And in that outfit?"

Shego's hand retracted from Kim's shoulder and a slight frown found its way to her lips. "What do you mean, in that outfit?"

"Uh, well, it's just...you know. A bit indecent. To be fighting in," Kim stammered out, averting her gaze.

"Like you have a right to talk!" Shego shot back and Kim didn't have to look at her face to know the other was getting defensive. "You showed up in that ridiculous outfit last time and expected me to fight you like that? Fat chance!"

"Hey, it wasn't indecent. You were just making stuff up to push me off my game!" Kim argued, turning so that she was facing Shego. "I asked everyone of my teammates and they said it was perfectly fine. Fine I tell you!"

"Just like your teammates said it was completely fine for you to wear no bra to a fight for your next outfit, or better yet for you to show up in a freaken towel to fight me!" Shego snarled, not realizing what she was saying until she noticed Kim was silent. "What?" she arched a brow, annoyed.

Kim was looking a bit perplexed, amused, and worried. "What are you talking about? I only ever changed my outfit for that one mission. And I would never, ever, show up in a mission in a towel." Her voice was soft and unasked questions shimmered in her eyes. What was Shego talking about? It wasn't making any sense.

Shego felt like her world had just come to a ground, even though it technically had for real several minutes ago. Shit, did I just tell her about my dreams? Sweat began to bead on her face and she gave Kim an awkward smile. "Oh, that, haha, I was just trying to uh, make a point. How you were practically naked and stuff. Anyways," she loudly said, trying to move off topic," we should really be looking at this device, amiright? We've been in here for a while. And it's kinda getting hot, or is it just me?" Shego pulled at the collar of her shirt as she held up the device and began to press buttons ineffectually as her nervous gaze never left Kim's face. The usually expressive girl was a bit hard to read now.

This is so weird. She's being all awkward about this. That means she's hiding something from me. But what? Should I ask her? Do I dare ask her?

While Kim was thinking that, Shego's thoughts were somewhere along the line of hurry the fuck up! How are there still five full minutes left. How? the timer must be busted on this thing. Come on hurry up, something must work on this thing, anything, just help me get out. Even if this crap blows up it'd be welcome. But the one time I could use that happening, Drakken's invention doesn't do it. Of course, typical shitty luck.

"Shego," Kim said slowly, hesitantly, as if worrying about the effect of her words. "Are you hiding something from me?"

Like the fact that I have reoccurring dreams of you where you gradually and gradually have less clothes? No, totally not hiding that. "Kim, why would you think that?" Shego didn't sound very convincing even to her own ears.

Kim shook her head, mildly exasperated. "Because you hide from me the kiss thing. And if it's something else weird that I've done I'd like to know. So I can fix it."

Shego could tell that Kim meant every word. She truly thought she had done something wrong and she wanted to amend things. But it wasn't Kim. It was Shego. Shego stopped pressing buttons and let out a sigh. "It's not you Kim. It's...you can't ever do anything wrong. Even when you mucked up the mouth to mouth, in the end, it still...felt...right." Shego could feel the tips of her ears burning as she admitted this. She was in a way hinting at how she had actually enjoyed the kisses but of course, given the confused tilt of Kim's head, the red head didn't get it. "So it's me in this case. Me being the one who messed things up. Who is messed up." She shouldn't be having such dreams and about her arch nemesis of all people. What was wrong with her? She was so confused every time she woke up to wetness between her thighs and images of a nearly nude red head in various stages of undress. "So, I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Kim asked softly, her mouth slightly ajar in shock. Shego was apologizing to her? But why?

"Because-because-" I've soiled your innocence in my dreams and you don't deserve that, it's low for even a villain like me to do, was what Shego wanted to say but swallowed down those words, letting tensions fill the air between the two. Somehow they had drifted closer to one another during this talk, their faces five inches away. Both were staring deeply into each other's eyes.

"Because what?" Kim prompted gently and as Shego opened her mouth to try to explain what it was she meant by apologizing without revealing the truth, time unfroze around them again and the time for sharing, for being open to one another, was over. In that brief space of time they been able to shed some of what defined them, to be able to talk, actually talk to one another like regular people. Almost friendly. But now they were back in the real world and it was time to fight again, as enemies.


Omake: Pants off to her

Kim came to slowly, becoming aware of the environment around her one by one. First she could make out the sound of someone who had been sitting for a long time in a chair shifting around. Then she was aware of a general dimness of the room, and then she could tell by the familiar texture of the fabric against her back that she was lying on her bed.

"Ron?" she asked, turning her head to look at him. He had been sitting in a chair by her bed, reading a book. "KP!" his face broke out into a smile when he saw she was awake. "Glad to see you looking better."

"What happened?" Kim's brain was still booting up and it was taking a while, her curiosity to know what had occurred leaving her impatient to get to the truth.

"You don't remember?"

When Kim shook her head no, Ron cleared his throat and went on. "You fainted. You got like this monster nosebleed and then just passed out."

"I did?" Kim's voice contained trace amounts of shock in it as her mind now flash backed to what had roughly occurred. She and Shego had been fighting. Over a time freezing device. And Ron had been off to the side, holding off the henchmen. Kim had a hard time still looking Shego straight in the face due to the mouth to mouth mishap, but she was also having a hard time to look anywhere other than her face, since she was wearing so freaken little. So Kim had focused on keeping track of Shego's hair, sure that was neutral territory.

And then the incident had occurred. For some reason or another, where Shego's tight shorts had once been, now only her underwear remained. And Kim's thoughts had ground to a halt as had her body, her arms falling limply to her sides and suddenly she felt like she wasn't entirely there in her body, because everything around her had stopped mattering except for this one scene unfolding in front of her.

Shego noticed it a second later after Kim did and she stopped fighting too so she could laugh at the situation. "What do you know. I said I'd do something embarrassing to even the odds, but I didn't even have to try hard for it to happen." But Kim wasn't registering her words because she was feeling really light headed and oh, Shego liked to wear lacy black underwear which shouldn't really be that shocking but for some reason it was and now Kim could feel something running down her lips, and oh, would you look at that her fingers came away red. So blood. She was bleeding. But she couldn't remember Shego hitting her there and now her eyes were rolling into the back of her head and yup, it looked like her body decided it was time for a nap.

And this was where Kim's memories ended and she found herself back in the present and blushing heavily. Ron was looking at her with a worried expression. "Sorry KP, for causing all that. I don't know how but I fired my grappling gun and it accidentally came back with Shego's shorts instead of helping lift me up so I couldn't come stop her in time from pummeling you so hard in the face that you passed out."

"Uh right," Kim squeaked out as she pulled the pillow over her face. She suddenly couldn't bare to be in the same room with anyone else right now. "Ron, could you please leave?"

"Sure," Ron said getting up from his chair but he didn't sound happy to comply. "Are you sure...you don't need anything? Some water or pain meds? You did lose a lot of blood. And I mean a lot. There was more than a sauce spill at Bueno Nacho."

"Ron!" Kim cried out in frustration into her pillow. "I'm fine. I just need some time for myself."

"Alright," dejection clear in his voice, Ron left and shut the door softly behind him, leaving Kim alone to anguish over her thoughts. She slowly slide the pillow off of her face and turned over on her side, hugging it instead. Why did my body react that way to seeing that...that image? Kim wondered as she felt her body heat up. The panties had been so skimpy...and they left little to the imagination. Kim could follow the curve of Shego's elegant hipbones all the way down to her-Kim squeezed her eyes shut as she felt her body inexplicably flood with heat. Was she coming down with something? Was she going to be sick? Was that why she had had such a nosebleed?

She tightened her hold on her pillow as her thoughts once more drifted to the image of Shego during that fight. There really was barely anything covering her down there. If Ron's grappling gun had gotten a firmer grip on Shego's clothing, then not only her pants would have been gone but also her underwear- and Kim let out a shaky breath into her pillow, squeezing her eyes shut to force that image away. Something had to be wrong with her. She was feeling feverish and out of breath and not like herself.

Go to sleep, go to sleep! She commanded her body, hoping to sleep whatever this was away. But sleep was a long time coming.

A/N: In Japanese culture often times arousal is depicted in the stories in the form of a nosebleed. So if anything naughty happens, like the main character getting a glimpse of someone's underwear, it happens. Just decided to have it happen to Kim for fun and also because in this way she thinks she's sick and thus the veil of obliviousness shall not be raised just yet. I might keep this gag going, or not. Depends on how the story works out.

On a side note, I've finally decided on a proper kiss scene for the two. Woo, so exciting. Now I just have to write up the stuff leading up to it.