Blue Eyes, Shining

Disclaimer/Author's Notes: Kim Possible and all the characters of the show are owned by the Disney Company. All other characters can be blamed on the author (he, however, is not responsible for all of their actions at all times, being barely responsible for himself most of the time….). This is a strictly not-for-profit, just-for-fun work.

There is an updated Chapter 1 posted with some minor corrections and a correction to Wade's age to just under 13 when this story starts.

Responding to my reviewers:

AtomicFire:Wade agrees whole-heartedly (about Joss) and cannot reveal all of the secrets of Battlesuit fittings since Mrs. Dr. P still has all the sharpened cutlery. He has only one word for Betty: yowsa!

Zaratan and AtomicFire: Furniture Protectors has already emailed both Wade and I to offer counseling.

Enjoy! Please read and review.

- - - - - - -

Chapter 2: Help from the 2 R's

(From the archives and logs of Dr. Wade Load.)

Kim called me after she, Ron, her dad, and her brothers returned home. She told me the things that I hadn't heard about: Joss' fixation on /worship of her, her belief that I was more important than Ron, and current ultimate fixation on Ron. We laughed, and I hope that I wasn't too obvious when she mentioned that Joss was impressed with me and my 'gadgets.' After she dropped the Kimmunicator connection, I yelled so loud that Mom came asked me what was wrong. I told her that I was just happy about something I'd found on the Internet.

SHE NOTICED ME!

I didn't sleep that night.

- - - - - - -

I didn't talk to Ron one-on-one until after he had gone thru the "Moodulator" incident. I had seen Kim in the LBD; I'm surprised that Mr. Dr. P hadn't launched them in separate probes, right then. Poor Ron was in worse shape after that than I was about Joss, and I hadn't seen her in person.

He called me a few days later.

"Hello, Ron. Has your blood pressure dropped yet?"

"Funny, Wade. I was afraid that Mr. Dr. P was going to launch me just for being there to pick up Kim the other night."

"Yea, Ron, I was afraid that you were going to have a heart attack."

"I did, but not that way."

"?"

"After the chip came off, we went out and saw fireworks."

"Oh. OH!"

"Not that way, Wade. The kiss was better without the chip," and Ron glazed over with a huge smile on his face. He was in as much trouble as I. Ah, Possible women….

"Ron, how do you feel about Kim?"

"Wade, she's my best friend: always has been, and always will be."

"That's not what I mean, Ron."

"Wade, isn't that a 'TMI' request?"

"I'm serious, Ron."

"Wade," Ron hesitated, and he started to blush, "I think I'm in love with her. No, Wade, that's incorrect. I know I'm in love with her."

"So, why don't you tell her?"

"I don't want to ruin our friendship. I don't want to break up Team Possible."

"Ron, trust me, you won't."

"Wade, have you been hacking her on-line diary again?" Ron sounded hopeful and worried at the same time.

"She keeps her diary off-line now," I dodged.

"So, you hacked it before," Ron gave me that 'you're busted' look.

'Well….that's not important. Remember when I called you on the way home from vacation?"

"Yea, Wade. I'm sorry I didn't call you back. Mom had me clean my room again, and she sent me out to get rid of the garden gnome in the garage. I was able to use my monkey mojo to capture it, and it got bagged and trashed finally."

"Did you know that Joss was now infatuated with you? The whole sidekick thing and your willingness to do things when you're frightened: she told Kim that's the sign of a true hero."

"Kim told me on the way back, and I got some emails from her, but she's nowhere as hooked on me as she was on Kim. That was a big relief, especially after she started sending me weekly emails and IM'ing me every night for 2 straight weeks."

'What I wouldn't give for that attention from her', I thought.

"That reminds me, Wade. In her email last week, she did ask me for your direct email. She had a question about Kim's hair-dryer grappler; it seems that she wants to upgrade her rope gun."

"Do you mind if I send it to her, Wade?"

'YES!'

"Not at all, Ron," 'is Rufus hairless? Of course I don't mind, you idiot! Give her anything she wants!' I thought, "I don't mind at all, if Kim isn't worried about Joss getting into any trouble. I wouldn't want to cause any problems or get her into any trouble." I wasn't going to show Ron any feelings that I had for her; well, not yet, at least.

"Nah, it's ok with Kim."

"So, have you thought about taking Kim to the prom?"

Ron's face fell.

"Not Mankey again?" I asked.

"No, this time there's this new guy named Eric. She's gone all gaga over him, and I don't stand a chance."

"Ron, you're selling yourself way short. You've got to decide if you think Kim's worth it. You know she is, so you've gotta go for it."

"Since when did you get so knowledgeable in the 'affairs of the heart', Wademeister?" Ron laughed.

"Ron? Clue? I'm working on my second PhD. I'm in classes with women older than Kim all of the time, and I hear all of the boyfriend and husband stories.

"Trust me, this is not a risk. 'Risk' would be you going after the 'Queen B'," that got a laugh out of him.

"Wade, my man, maybe you should date BonBon."

"Trust me: she's not my type. She's hot and all, but if I had to deal with that much attitude, I'd kill myself," I laughed.

"So, what is your type, Wadester?"

"Oh, gorgeous red hair, fiery ice-blue eyes-" did I just say that out loud? I DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!

"Redheads, huh? Well, we've got something in common, Wade, but mine's got green eyes." Ron's not as stupid as people think. He suddenly had a huge grin cross his face, and even Rufus jumped up on his shoulder and gave me a thumbs-up.

"You've got the hots for Joss, don't you, Wade?" and Ron figured it out because I was thinking too much. "Oh, man, she's cute, Wade, but she's a definite handful, almost as much as Kim. You should know better than anyone: Possible women will drive you crazy."

"Don't I know it," I mumbled, but Ron heard it and laughed.

I DID IT AGAIN!

I stopped breathing.

"Wade, you secret is safe with me," Ron said seriously. "I swear on a platter of Nacos with extra cheese, grande-sized," and Rufus held up his right paw and said, "I swear cheese!"

I finally was able to breathe.

"Thanks, guys."

Ron woke up again. "That's what you wanted to talk to me about when we left the Crooked D, wasn't it?"

"Maybe you should be here running analysis, Ron," I suggested seriously.

"Hey, she did have a little bit of a gleam in her eye when she mentioned your name."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously.

"Dude, you might have a shot. You'd definitely make my life easier by getting her off my shoulders."

'Head in the game, and mind out of the gutter, Wade.'

"If she's trying to emulate Kim-"

"Emulate, hmmm, that's a school word," Ron contemplated and wrinkled his brow, and then he had a Naco moment. "She wants to be like Kim!"

"Exactly, Oh Great and Powerful Ron," and I laughed with Ron. "She wants a better grappler? I can work with her to incorporate the newest items from Kim's version 3.0 model."

"Just watch yourself, Wade. She's a bit older than you, so she may not be as interested in you as you'd like."

"Older is not a problem, Ron. I'm around older women all the time."

"Yea, I forget."

Going all in.

"Ron, I think I'm in love with Joss."

"Whoa there, pardner," Ron was now channeling Slim Possible. "Isn't this a bit soon to be thinking about love?"

"Ron, I've been thinking about it since I was 9 and working on my first PhD. My first lab partner had a figure that made Monique look like a piece of plywood."

"Monique…" Ron glazed over for a moment, and then shook himself. "BAD RON! BAD RON!" he said, and we both laughed.

"Talk about WAY too much woman for me," I said.

"Man, I think she's too much woman for almost every guy at Middleton High, Wade. Well, almost."

"Almost?"

"Yea, well I think that wild man Felix is sorely smitten with Mon's disease, and he looks incurable."

"How can you tell?"

"The drool when she walks by is a dead giveaway, Wade. Did you recover everything from the Team Impossible hack?"

"Ron, those guys made me madder than I've ever been."

"I kinda figured that when you showed up in person, Wade. The laser grid got their attention, I think," and we both laughed at the mental image. "So, are you coming on any more missions?"

"We'll see what Kim thinks. Ron, thanks for helping me, you know, with-"

"With what, Wade?" Ron smiled, then added, "I'll send her your private email, Wade."

"You da man, Ron," and I signed off.

SHE WANTS TO CONTACT ME!

I was happier than I was when I got my acceptance to my first PhD program.

I pulled up the backup files that the Kimmunicator captured from Kim's vacation (if Kim knew everything that the Kimmunicator did, she'd pull me up 2 feet taller and show me the 17th style of kung fu she was working on!) and wondered what Josh would look like at 18.

If it was anything like Kim, I was in real trouble.

I either need to hit the treadmill and burn off some of this tension or take another cold shower. I'm tired of freezing, so I guess it's the treadmill. Water instead of the Slurpster helps burn off the tension….

I've got to stop dreaming about her (like that's going to happen).

- - -

chapter now complete….

- - -

A/N: Rufus approves, so everything must be all right, right? He's got his advice from Ron, so everything will be ok, correct?

Only in his dreams….

Stay tuned for Redheads and Tornados. Please read and review.