A/N: I AM SO SORRY. This is not happy fluff, but a mini-angst. It originally ended halfway through but I was persuaded (see: bullied) into fixing it.

This is NOT part of my headcanon, this is just a little AU thing. Too short to publish alone, so I jammed it in here.

So. Enjoy the brief detour from all the happy-fic.

Drakken stood on the rooftop, suitcase in hand as he looked out over the ocean. His entire body ached, even to his bones, with the heartsickness he felt.

'It's the right decision... It's the only decision. You can't do anything else.'

His brow knitted with the thought and he nodded crisply to himself. It didn't make the pain any less though.

The door opened behind him, and as he heard the familiar step a fresh wave of pain rushed over him.

"Hey Dr. D., what are you doing up here?"

He turned and took in Shego's typical, cheerful smirk and her sassy posture as she paused a few feet away from him, one hand on her hip.

Her eyes narrowed.

"What's with the suitcase?"

Drakken stared at her as his breaths came faster against his will. He glanced over at the table where they had once shared dinner while Shego had been under the influence of the moodulator. If only he had known then...

"Hellooo, Earth to Dr. D.?"

He set the suitcase down next to the table and walked toward her in determination.

'Just once... Just to know...'

He grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her soundly. For that moment...the greatest peace and happiness flooded his senses. But his mind was still in control, and he let her go after only a moment and stepped quickly to the table and sat down. He wondered why she hadn't blasted him, and he looked up.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at him, but her expression was unreadable. He looked down again before he lost his nerve and lifted his hands defensively.

"Please...Shego. Hear me out before you blast me, or...or mock me. Then when I'm finished, you can do...whatever you want."

He hung his hand and folded his hands in front of him as he began reciting his prepared speech.

"I've...I've fallen in love with you. I tried not to! I tried...so hard... But I couldn't help it. You're so...so cunning, and intelligent, and quick witted, and strong... And beautiful." He looked up at her to see her expression had calmed from her initial shock from the kiss, and now she only stared at him blankly. "I think I fell in love with you...the moment I met you. And don't worry! I'm not telling you this to...ask you out, or anything. I know you don't love me. I'm not delusional... I just...wanted to explain."

He stood and picked up the suitcase in his shaking hand.

"You can have the lair, um...a-all of the lairs. I'm leaving."

He looked up to see Shego had brought a hand up to cover her mouth, and the second joined it as he looked at her. A brief, stifled snort came from behind her hands.

Drakken's jaw slackened. He hadn't realized he was holding out hope that she might feel the same until that moment. He hung his head in shame and ran past her, tears filling his eyes as his heart finally broke.

He ran down the stairs as fast as he could go, blinded by the dark and by his tears.

"Drakken!"

He ran faster at the sound of her voice. His heart pounded even as it felt close to bursting from pain. He couldn't take the sound of her voice. He couldn't...

"Drakken! Wait! Stop! You said I could do whatever I want when you were finished!" she called in protest.

His feet slowed to a stop. His shoulders rose in time with the heaving breaths of his chest as he stood halfway between the kitchen and the living room. His grip tightened on the handle of the suitcase such that his knuckles almost turned white through his blue skin.

She was right. He had said that.

He listened to her step echoing on the stone until she moved to stand in front of him. One of her hands was back to covering her mouth, and the second joined it a moment later. He could see by her eyes that she was hiding a grin.

He held his breath even as his throat constricted. He hoped he could keep his tears from falling until he was gone from her presence.

But...if she was going to mock him, why was she hiding her face?

One of her hands moved then and rose hesitantly to hover over his shoulder. He glanced at it nervously and then back to her mouth. The corner of her lips that was visible revealed them to be swollen. From...crying? There were tears in her eyes. A stifled snort came from behind her hand, and then both of her hands were on his shoulders.

"What took you so long?" she choked out.

Drakken gasped. Shego's lips parted and she stood on her toes and moved forward until she was a breath away from his face. He saw the apprehension in her eyes.

"Oh... Shego."

They moved at the same time. And the suitcase dropped from his hand, hitting the floor with a thud before falling onto its side.