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A Bond of Honor
Chapter 7 – Study Time
By JuPMod (aka JPMod)
Head deep into the book she was reading, Kim normally would have easily absorbed the information and immediately used it to write papers or any schoolwork needing to be done. No prob when you were the child of a brain surgeon and a rocket scientist, inheriting their genes and their smarts. Yet her mind after several hours just couldn't absorb everything she read, and it frustrated her. She had easily done so before, so what made this time any different?
Sighing, the redheaded high school junior student knew the answer. Her mind just couldn't let go of imaginative images of her best friend studying with a particular Japanese ninja. Images of Ron looking at a book with Yori leaning over him to point something out. Then the pretty girl would lean even closer. And closer. Until their lips would be so close that…
"NO!" Kim screamed mentally as her hands closed into fists, with one hand snapping a pencil in two. Blinking after realizing what she had done, the teenager sighed and plopped the broken pencil onto her desk alongside two other broken pencils. "That's your third pencil, Possible. Better get yourself under control or you'll be going to the store soon."
Yet she couldn't deny that the past week was just one surprise punch after another, and they all had to do with the Japanese girl. Yori moved to Middleton and started dating Ron. The story told about the Mochizuki Estate, and the offer made to Ron to train him to be a ninja. Yori fitting in school well and seemed to be gaining popularity with nearly everyone. Was there going to be no end in sight to these revelations about the oriental girl?
Sighing again, Kim returned to reading the book as she picked up a new pencil to jot down her notes.
"Kimmie?" a mature female voice called out.
"Mom?" Kim startled out of her concentration to turn around to face the floor entrance to her bedroom loft. There, her head and torso sticking up through the floor, was her mother, Doctor Anne Possible. As usual, the older redhead was in a dress covered by a white medical lab coat – her typical work attire when she was working at Middleton Hospital.
"Dinner is almost ready, Kimmie," Mrs. Possible kindly grinned as she strolled up into the room. "How about you take a break and come down to prepare the table?"
Kim was confused. "Take a break?"
"Kim," Mrs. Possible chided with a grin. "You've been studying non-stop since you came home from school three hours ago."
Feeling sheepish that she was unaware of the passage of time, Kim grinned and placed down her pencil. "Right. Take a break. Yeah, that's what I need."
"By the way, Kimmie," the Possible matriarch said, "is there something wrong?" Her blue eyes showed concern as she held the green ones of her daughter.
"Wrong?" Kim grinned a bit nervously. "What made you think there's something wrong, Mom? Everything is just spit-and-polish dandy."
With a knowing smirk, the elder woman pointed to the top of the desk. "Then why are there three broken pencils on your desk? I doubt your schoolwork is that frustrating."
"Crap! I should have tossed them in the trash!" the teen heroine mentally exclaimed. Yet knowing she was caught, Kim shrugged a little and looked down. "Well… Things have been kind of… I don't know… Crazy, I guess, in the past week." She looked up to see her mother had raised an eyebrow.
"Crazy, Kimmie?" Mrs. Possible asked. "Bonnie giving you a hard time again?"
Kim snorted and dismissed the notion with a hand wave. "Nah. Typical stuff Bonnie has been doing. Nothing big to get worked up about." Seeing her mother was waiting patiently for her to continue, the teenager pressed on. "It's just…" She released a sigh. "Ron has a new girlfriend."
This time both eyebrows shot up on the lovely older redhead's face. "Ronald has a girlfriend?" Her daughter nodded. "Well, this is news. He has not dated since…" Her face scrunched up, trying to remember. "What was that Mexican girl's name?" Fingers snapped several times as she racked her brain.
"Zita," Kim supplied with a small grin.
"Thank you," Mrs. Possible returned the grin. "Zita. And that was more than a year ago, as you know."
"Well, Ron's new girlfriend is not your average girl like Zita, Mom," Kim explained. "Remember when Ron went away to Japan for a week last year?" Her mother bobbed her head once. "He met her at the school in Japan, and last week, she moved to Middleton. Since then, she and Ron hooked up. Her name is Yori."
Mrs. Possible's lips formed a frown. "Sounds like Ron is moving too fast here. They only knew each other for a week in Japan, and the moment she moved to Middleton, they started to date."
"Yeah," Kim agreed. "Yet as I said, Mom, she's not your average girl." Her mother's face told her to clarify the sitch. "Yori knows martial arts.
"Remember I told you about the thugs Ron and I thwarted at the mall? Well, Ron and I took out two of them, but the third would have gotten away if it weren't for Yori. She easily handled the creep." Her hand gestured toward her books as an example. "She's also smart. Barkin said she'll start classes next fall as a senior in my class, but in the meantime, she's attending school three days a week as an observer under Ron's guidance. She also will help tutor him in his work."
Quirking an eyebrow, Mrs. Possible was impressed. "The way you described her, Kimmie, you were almost describing you."
This threw Kim in for a loop. "Well… Yeah, in a way, she's like me." Frowning, she shook her head. "Yet she's different in personality, Mom. If you ever meet her, you'll know what I'm talking about."
Eying her daughter more closely, Mrs. Possible sighed. "Okay. Then what's wrong, Kimmie? Has Ron been ignoring you to pay more attention to Yori?"
Kim shook her head. "No, he spends time with me. It's just…" Her eyes narrowed. "If Yori hurts Ron in any way…" A small growl escaped her as she scowled.
The older Possible was taken aback a bit, for she had not ever seen her daughter act like this before. "Kim," she spoke to snap the teen out of her mood. "Has Yori shown any signs she's abusing Ron's trust?"
"Well… No," Kim admitted a bit grudgingly. "She's kind, considerate, honorable, and cares for Ron."
Letting out a breath of air, Mrs. Possible kindheartedly grinned. "Then I think maybe you're overreacting regarding Yori, Kimmie. It's only been a week, as you said, since Ron and this girl started dating. No one knows whether a relationship between them will work out or not. It's too soon to tell.
"Besides, did your friendship with Ron change when you were dating Josh?" Kim shook her head. "Did it change when Ron was dating Zita?" Again, the younger Possible shook her head. "Then I think you shouldn't have anything to worry about. Ron has always been there for you, and I doubt he's going to throw away his friendship with you for a relationship."
Kim gave a tiny grin that didn't quite show in her eyes. "Yeah, you're right, Mom. Ron will be there for me."
Satisfied, for now, that her daughter was okay, Mrs. Possible gestured to the loft steps. "Come on. Help set up the table for dinner."
After watching Kim rise and walk down the steps, Anne Possible followed her down. Yet, the elder Possible woman didn't voice what she really saw in her daughter's reactions to the notion of this Yori dating Ron. She knew if she had really confronted Kim about the real reasons she was behaving this way, her daughter would flat-out deny it.
Mentally sighing, Anne reminded herself that indeed it was too soon to tell what the outcome would be between Ron and his new girlfriend, whether anything serious or not would come out of it. The matriarch of the Possible family only hoped that Kim would not let her emotions and imagination run away with her, or else her daughter might end up doing something that would result in dire consequences.
"Besides, Anne, given it has only been a week since Ron and this girl started dating, I doubt they would go so fast to first base," she mentally concluded.
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"Oh, Ron-kun," Yori sighed in content with a lovely grin on her face. "That was divine!" Her eyes opened to gaze at the blond boy. "You do know how to use those hands of yours."
Ron smugly smiled. "What can I say, Yori. The Ronman knows the game, and I am happy you get to know my skills for the first time."
"Mmmmm," the Japanese girl hummed. "You are a master," she said, eyes narrowing as her lips curled into a teasing grin. "Why didn't you show me your skills when you were at Yamanouchi?"
He chuckled. "It wasn't like I had any free time to do so, Yori. All that training and work during the day, and by the time I was free, I was too pooped to do anything but hit the floor and fall asleep."
Her soft laughter was music to his ears. "You speak the truth, Ron-kun. I recall you fell asleep during one meditation session."
"Yeah, it helped me meditate all right. Right into the snooze zone," he joked with a wink, prompting another round of gentle laughter from the girl sitting across from him.
Getting up from his chair, Ron began picking up dishes, cups, and other eating utensils. "Better put these in the washer. My mom doesn't like it if I just leave everything in the sink."
Helping with clearing the kitchen table, Yori followed her host to the dishwasher. "As I said, Ron-kun, that was divine. You told me you can cook, but I did not know you were this masterful! It truly is a shame you weren't able to display your skills at Yamanouchi. Everyone, including Sensei, would have praised your talents greatly." Her lips formed a wistful grin.
Shrugging as he placed the dishes in the washer, Ron gently grinned. "Well, how about I cook for Master Mochizuki and everyone at your home?"
The idea made her grin broaden into a full smile. "That would be wonderful, Ron-kun. I am positive Master Mochizuki wouldn't mind." She handed over the last of her dishes just as her lips formed a smirk. "Yet only if you have the time. Neither I, nor Master Mochizuki, want to see your grades suffer or anything of bad consequences if you take the time to prepare a meal for us."
Closing the dishwasher door, a grinning Ron waved her concerns away. "Ah, no big. I have experience cooking for large crowds of people. I did one time open up a restaurant in high school."
This made Yori's eyes went wide. "You had a restaurant in Middleton High?" She turned her head briefly to the table, where Rufus bobbed his head in confirmation, before returning to the freckled boy.
"Yeah, Yori, I did," Ron mentioned before launching into his tale of how Chez Ron came into existence for a brief run at Middleton High. By the time he finished, Yori gave a sad grin as she looked at Rufus on the table looking forlorn.
"Sorry," Rufus softly muttered, feeling guilty for what happened long ago.
"Oh, Rufus-san," Yori kindly grinned as she walked over and picked up the mole rat into her hand. "It's not your fault for what happened." Her other hand gently stroked the little guy's head, making him close his eyes and grin from the caresses.
"She's right, buddy," agreed Ron, matching his girlfriend's expression. "It happened, so no need to get yourself into a knot."
Feeling much better from the humans' reassurances and the petting, Rufus looked up at them and grinned. "Okay," he chirped before jumping out of Yori's hand and heading toward the den as two pairs of amused human eyes watched him leave.
Following Rufus's lead, Ron headed toward the den with Yori just behind him. The coffee table in front of the couch had several schoolbooks and notebooks on it. The lithe Japanese girl picked up the math book as both teens settled on the couch. Rufus was already asleep, curled on one top corner of the couch's backrest.
"So, should we take a look at your algebra homework?" Yori asked as she opened the book to the appropriate page.
Picking up the TV remote, Ron gave a small dismissing wave with a grin. "Aw, come on, Yori. I've been studying and doing schoolwork for several hours since we've arrived home. How 'bout we just relax and watch TV for a while." He pressed a button to turn on the TV and another to switch to a certain channel.
Closing the book, Yori's face was almost a cross between disappointment and amusement. "Fine. For now, Ron-kun. Just remember that this small assignment is due tomorrow."
As she placed the book back on the coffee table, Ron's grin widened. "Just one hour, that's all I ask," he mentioned as Yori settled back against the backrest, her shoulder brushing his.
Yori relaxed and focused on the television, which was running commercials. "One hour then," she grinned. "After that, you'll do your assignment." Ron merely grinned some more.
Giggling at some silly commercial, the pretty ninja gestured to the TV set. "I find your American television shows fascinating."
"Really?" Ron quirked an eyebrow. "I don't recall seeing any TVs at Yamanouchi when I was there."
"We don't have them," Yori confirmed. "It is a distraction for the students. There is just one TV used for news and information so we are informed of the happenings of the outside world."
The blond grimaced in sympathy. "So you didn't ever see any of your television shows?"
"I dimly remember a few shows before I was adopted by Sensei and started living at Yamanouchi," she divulged before her lips formed a grin. "In the past week since I moved here, I have been watching American television almost every night. Not only do I find some of your programs entertaining, but they also give me insights into the American way of life."
A chuckle snorted out Ron's mouth. "Yori, American television is almost as diverse as America itself. I don't think you're going to get great insights on how most Americans think and act by watching our TV programs."
"We'll see," Yori smirked. Her boyfriend just shook his head just as the show was starting.
A black eyebrow rose as she read the title. "'Agony County'? What show is this?"
Ron smiled. "It's called a 'soap opera', Yori. Drama." He turned to face her. "Come on, have ya ever watched any daytime shows in the past week?"
Yori shook her head and frowned. "No, Ron-kun. I have been watching shows at night, given that's the only time I am free from any chores or training."
"Oh," Ron blinked before smiling at her. "Then you're going to love this show." With that said, his eyes again focused on the TV and Yori followed suit.
So for an hour, the pair watched, and as they did, Ron took delight that Yori was slowly drawn into the story and the characters. Even Rufus woke 15 minutes into the show and watched the remainder of it.
As the ending credits rolled, a slightly frustrated Japanese girl faced her boyfriend and gestured to the TV. "There is more? Surely, they can not end the show like this!"
Softly chuckling, Ron explained. "Yori, that's the reason why they do it this way! To make viewers watch the next episode a week from now! This is how soap operas work. They tease us to make us watch more."
Huffing, Yori crossed her arms and glared at the small screen. "I find that Danny person to be dishonorable. How could he mistreat Charity like that? She should kick that baka in the face and find a more honorable man."
"Yeah, I agree with you," Ron smirked. "Yet she loves the bad boys. Girls mostly do."
Yori eyed him skeptically with a raised eyebrow. "Ron-kun, that is not true. You are not bad, and I wanted to be with a kind, good man or else I wouldn't have wanted to be with you."
Recognizing what she was talking about, Ron immediately shook his head, grinning. "Oh, oh! I don't mean these girls like bad boys as in bad-bad. They like bad boys who are good-bad." Her face told him she was more confused. "Like flirts. Acting macho. Loving the attention they get. Like the motorcycle dude wearing leather, looking cool and such."
Getting the gist of what Ron was telling her, Yori pointed to him. "Are you describing Hirotaka-san?"
"Hiro who?" the blond asked before his mind remembered. "Oh, you're talking about that student guy who came to Middleton High during the week exchange while I was at Yamanouchi?" Yori nodded. "Well, I did see him ride his motorcycle into the gym, so he does seem to fit the bad boy image."
This news made her almond eyes grow wide. "Hirotaka-san rode his motorcycle into the gym?" After Ron nodded, Yori snorted as she smirked. "Typical Hirotaka-san. He is a flirt and just loves the attention. The other girls at Yamanouchi adore him, for he is Yamanouchi's best student. He does not allow his skills and power to consume him into arrogance, yet he does not mind the benefits the girls give him, especially knowing he is handsome."
"I take you weren't one of his admirers," Ron said with a small grin.
Softly chuckling, Yori shook her head. "No, Ron-kun, I was not one of his admirers. I admit that when I first met him, I did for a time crush on him, given his handsome appearance, but that faded when I noticed his flirty nature. I wanted a relationship, not an affair."
Picking up the algebra book, a smug Yori gave it to Ron, who frowned. "Now that an hour has passed, Ron-kun, it is time for you to return to your studies."
"Okay, okay," Ron grudgingly accepted the book and moved to sit on the floor in front of the coffee table with Yori following suit. "Don't need to be pushy, ninja girl," he whined in a teasing fashion that made her giggle.
So for some time after turning off the TV, with Yori explaining when he was confused, Ron did his homework and tried to understand the math problems. Rufus occasionally napped between times he popped an eye open to check out his owner's progress.
At one point, Ron was having difficulty doing one problem, so Yori leaned over his side to point at the problem and explain how to tackle it. Yet, she didn't realize that her position placed her head so close to her suitor's face. So close that his nose was able to smell the flowery scent of her hair, making him take notice of her.
"Yori?" the blond boy spoke almost in strangled voice.
"Ron-kun?" the raven-haired girl asked before turning her head, and startled, she became conscious of the fact their faces were nearly nose-to-nose. Her heart became stuck in her throat, as she was aware of those soulful brown eyes gazing into her. "Ron-kun?" she asked again, but this time in a soft whisper.
Boy, oh, boy. Ron certainly felt his pulse rate climb as he gazed into Yori's beautiful face. A face that was saying she wanted him to do what he felt like doing. However, he just couldn't put thought into action, for the sitch was making him feel like screaming and running away. After a moment, he began shaking his head. "I… I," he stammered.
Yori decided to quickly make the first move as her hand grabbed his shirt and pulled his mouth to her into a deep kiss; one that expressed her feelings for him outright.
"Mmmm! Mmmm… Mmmmmmmmm," Ron moaned as his eyes fluttered closed and melted into her as he returned the pressure on his lips with his own, his arms going around her lithe form. Her lips felt so badically good that his mind couldn't think of anything else.
Hearing the strange sounds, Rufus opened an eyelid to check what was the ruckus, only to pop both lids widely a moment later at the sight before him. Ron and Yori were mouth-to-mouth with eyes closed. He had seen his human owner do this only twice before, with the last time being months ago with Kim. The mole rat wondered how long the pair was going to remain like this.
Finally, with a smooch, a grinning Yori broke the liplock and gazed at a goofily grinning, zoned Ron. "Ron-kun," she spoke to get his attention. Not able to break his trance, an amused ninja girl giggled and tried again. "Ron-kun," she said a bit more forcibly, yet she still was unable to break his daze.
Eying Rufus, Yori, still amused, raised an eyebrow, and the pink rat simply rolled his eyes and shook his head. Giggling some more, the teenage Japanese decided to try to different tactic. "Ron-kuuuuun," she cooed.
Shaking his head a bit, Ron snapped out of the spell, but still kept his goofy grin. "Oh. Sorry, Yori. Zoned out there." His grin widened. "Man! You sure can bon-diggity kiss!"
"I have to say the same about you," Yori chuckled, enjoying being in his embrace.
His smile faded a bit. "I'm surprised, Yori," he admitted. "We've not yet been together for a week and we've already reached first base."
Yori was baffled. "'First base'?"
Giving a nervous chuckle, Ron clarified himself. By the time he was finished, a blushing Yori was giggling.
"Oh, Ron-kun. Your American social ways are amusing." She tilted her head down, feeling herself blush some more. "Just I don't think we will reach 'third base' any time soon."
Bobbing his head, Ron couldn't agree more. "Same here, Yori. That would be like going faster than the Master Lunchlady can move." Yori softly laughed, making him chuckle. He just loved hearing her laugh.
Calming down, Yori looked up at him. "Hai. That would be like going faster than Nooni can move." Sighing, Ron's girlfriend placed a hand over his chest. "Ron-kun, when I kissed you, I didn't feel it was wrong. I trust you, and I know you would not abuse that trust. I do feel for you, and I know you feel the same for me. I do not see anything wrong in showing our affections for one another in the way we did." Her lips formed a frown, worry in her eyes. "You do not wish to do it again?"
Seeing the fear in her, Ron shook his head and smiled. "Oh, no! I don't mind to do it again!" His face became mischief. "I'd like to reach 'first base' with you more often."
The smile she produced radiated just before it became sly. "Oh, Ron-kun? Like now?" Yori wrapped her arms around his neck and demonstrated reaching 'first base' with him as he tightened his arms around her waist. After a minute or so, they broke the kiss, her lips brushing across his cheek.
"Yori?" he asked, enjoying her tender kisses.
"Hai?" she replied, her lips just touching his ear.
"What about homework?" Ron inquired as he pulled back to look into those dark eyes.
Smirking, Yori placed a hand to comb through his blond hair. "To better understand this 'first base' concept, I think I need more experience in the matter, Ron-kun. Maybe 15 minutes of study. Will you help me understand?"
Ron matched her expression and nodded. "Yori, it'll be my honor to help you understand."
"Good," the Japanese girl whispered, eyes twinkling, before pulling his head toward hers and covering his lips with her own. The American boy was eager and willing to return the favor as they moaned together.
As Ron and Yori continued their 'first base' studying, Rufus rolled his eyes and grinned slightly. "Oh, brother," he murmured before hopping off the couch to head toward the kitchen, leaving the kissing couple behind. The little guy figured it would be a while before they stopped 'studying', so he passed the time by getting acquainted with a package of cheese puffs.
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TBC (End of Chapter 7)