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A Bond of Honor
Chapter 17 – Friday Night Outings
By JuPMod (aka JPMod)
Bored. That was what Kim Possible was currently feeling as she lay on her bed staring at the ceiling.
The last time she felt this bored out of her skull was many months ago when Ron had to decline hanging out with her on their usual Friday night outings to spend time with Felix, his new best friend. She didn't take it in stride, and after several crazy attempts to get active involving other people, she followed Monique's advice and tagged along with Ron and Felix to the Zombie Mayhem contest. After defeating Drakken & Motor Ed and their Doom-V vehicle, the redhead had let her jealousy for Felix fade out when she realized the wheel-chaired boy was not going to monopolize Ron.
Now it seemed it was going to be different story with Yori. Not that the girl was monopolizing Ron, but Kim had to learn to share Ron when it came to Friday nights. The Japanese teen was her best male friend's girlfriend, thus Ron would be likely spending more Friday nights with Yori than with his best female friend.
Letting out a snarl, Kim just couldn't stand it. Her brain couldn't come up with anything to do that she would enjoy and would keep her occupied for several hours. She backtracked to the conversation she had with Monique after Ron left school with Yori.
"Looks like Ron and Yori are getting really tight from the looks of things," Monique said with a small grin as she and Kim watched Ron and Yori walk out of the high school's front doors hand-in-hand.
"Yeah," Kim agreed, frowning. "I have not ever seen Ron this close with a girl. He was not this intrigue even with Zita."
Monique looked at Kim and raised an eyebrow. "Why do you look like you're so down in the dumps?"
Kim faced her and sighed. "It's Friday night, Monique," she answered as both girls walked out the front doors together.
The African-American girl immediately caught what the redhead was saying. "Nothing to do?"
"Nothing to do," Kim confirmed with a nod. "I hope I can find something to do, or else I will go crazy like that time months ago."
A knowing smile came to Monique's face. "You're talking about that time Ron-man hung out with Zombie Boy?"
A chuckle escaped Kim's lips. "Yeah, that's the one." An idea popped into her mind as her green eyes held steady on dark ones. "So, want to join me tonight on doing something?"
Monique's smile became apologetic. "Sorry, girlfriend. I already have a date with a cutie BF tonight."
This was news to Kim. "Boyfriend? You have a boyfriend?" Lips curved slyly. "Anyone I happen to know?"
The expression Monique produced was gleeful. "Zombie Boy."
Kim blinked her eyes. "Felix? You're going out with Felix?" she said as both girls stopped at the corner of the school's driveway entrance and the street.
"You betcha, Kim girl," Monique smiled craftily. "This girl," she thumbed her chest, "is quite interested about that boy. After he gave me that lift home Wednesday afternoon, I just knew he was BF material."
Her surprised expression slowly transformed into sly one, Kim slightly shook her head, still a bit in disbelief that her best female friend was now dating Ron's best male friend. "Well, how long you think it will be until you give him 'first base'?" Both girls began walking away from the school toward Kim's house.
Monique's face matched that of her friend's. "I think I'm going to give him 'first base' tonight. I'm curious to feel how good Zombie Boy is with those lips of his."
"And 'second' and 'third base'?" Kim teased with an arched brow.
Soft laughter burst out of Monique's mouth. "Hell no, girl! Not on the first date!" Laughter dying down, the beautiful African-American girl grinned wickedly. "Maybe later when I feel like he's ready to play."
"Monique!" Kim mock scolded with a wide, giggling smile, which her friend copied.
Coming to a street corner, Monique turned to walk toward her home, which was in a different direction than Kim's. "I'll let you know how the date went when I get home tonight." The teenager strolled across the street, heading to her family residence.
"I'll await the details!" Kim called out as she watched her friend walk away, and only then did she turn to head toward her own living residence. As she strode along, her grin faded to a frown, thinking of what she could do tonight along with feeling a bit envious of her friend for having a boyfriend while she hadn't dated since Josh Mankey last year.
Kim sighed at the memories. If only she had a boyfriend as well, maybe she wouldn't be so strung up at the moment with nothing to do.
It was at that moment that Anne Possible entered the bedroom from the floor entrance with a laundry basket full of clothes. "Here are your clothes, Kimmie."
Leaping off the bed, Kim gladly took the clothesbasket. "Thanks, Mom," she said before sorting through the clothes. She took the basket to her closet and began hanging some of the clothes up.
Mrs. Possible watched with a small, amused smile of her daughter hanging her clothes. Normally, she would be the one to hang and sort-out the clothes, but if Kimmie was doing it, Anne knew the reason why.
"Nothing to do tonight, Kimmie?" Mrs. Possible asked and noticed the slight flinch Kim produced. "Ron is out with Yori tonight," she grinned.
"Yeah," Kim replied as she hung some crop tops up.
"Homework?"
"Done," the younger Possible answered.
"Studying?"
"I can only study so much, Mom," Kim frowned as she hung some pants.
"Monique?"
Kim sighed. "Out on a date with Felix."
This raised the Possible matriarch's brows, before her face displayed a warm expression. She only met Ron's other best friend once and thought Felix was a good young man. Monique always seemed like a girl who could go for a boy who was somewhat down to earth, and Felix might be just what Kimmie's best friend could need.
"You could go watch TV," Mrs. Possible suggested with a tiny smirk.
"No thank you," Kim immediately answered back with lips looking like a cross between a frown and snarl. "You know I can't stand to watch TV with the Tweebs."
Kim knew Friday nights were when Jim and Tim watched their anime. She came to like some of the shows, but she just couldn't stand watching with her brothers. They tended to talk too much compared to Ron, and if it was an episode they'd seen before, they would spoil the surprises by saying what was going to happen.
"Well," Mrs. Possible began after a long pause, "if you have nothing to do, how about you and I go out together?"
Kim's head whipped around to face her mother, her face showing her surprise. "What are you suggesting?"
The elder redhead kindly grinned. "Oh, going to the mall, maybe stop by a restaurant for some food, and some other things." She let that sink in before continuing. "You and I have not done some good quality time together, not since Mother's Day last year."
"Yeah," Kim agreed. She loved her mother, and that time last year came to show her how much they still had a deep bond. Maybe it was time for another mother/daughter time. Her lips curled into a small grin. "So when do we leave?"
Anne's grin broadened. "You put away your clothes and change. Nothing fancy. Just dress like you would to go out with Ron. Your father can look after the boys. We'll leave in an half an hour."
With that said, the elder Possible woman walked down the attic staircase and left her daughter to take care of her clothes.
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The beat of the music was loud and fast as multiple colored strobe lights flashed upon the large dance floor. The many dancers moved their bodies to the music, swaying and rocking away, not giving a care to the world as they all had a grand time.
One particular Japanese teenage girl couldn't help but smile at the blond boy dancing in front of her, her eyes locked his. She had hardly danced in all her life, but her date seemed to display footwork that made him appear to be an excellent dancer. Not only that, but his attire of button-up black shirt, jeans, and sneakers made him look good looking to her eyes.
Yori was glad Ron had taken her dancing tonight. She had been reluctant at first, because she didn't know anything when it came to dancing. After all, Yamanouchi surely didn't teach any dance classes. Yet her boyfriend had produced a reassuring grin and simply pointed out that she didn't have to know any dance moves to follow the beat. Sure enough, the nimble ninja found it wasn't bad at all, and she just followed Ron's lead when it came to the slow numbers.
The song came to an end, and everyone around the dance floor clapped. A grinning Yori took her boyfriend's hand and led them off the dance floor just as a nice loving slow song was starting to play, prompting couples to drift closer together. The young teenage couple however returned to their small table situated in one corner of the dance club.
After both sat down in their seats, Yori picked up her drink glass, containing diet soda, and took a few sips of the refreshing drink. Sighing that she had quenched her thirst, the pretty girl trained her vision on the still grinning boy besides her. "I have to admit, Ron-kun, that dancing is quite draining. It is quite a fun form of exercise."
"Ya got it," Ron agreed wholeheartedly. "It's fun! Burns off the blubber! And one of the best ways to party!"
Yori chuckled. "So it is." Her eyes wandered to take in the dance club. "It is too bad that this club only allows teenagers once a month."
Ron gave a small shrug as he picked up his glass of soda. "Well, it is a bar as well, Yori. Minors are not allowed to drink, ya know. They have Teenage Night only once a month, but as you can see," his hand indicated the teenagers in the place, "many from Middleton High love to come here, so I guess the club's owner knows a good thing when he sees it." He took a sip of soda before placing it down.
A thought made Yori eye her suitor again with a curious face. "Does the high school have dance classes?"
The reply was a sad shake of the head. "No. It's not even an after-school activity. It would be cool though if it was," he finished with a sad grin.
Yori sighed in disappointment. "I wouldn't have minded to sign up for classes."
Seeing her regretful appearance, Ron thought about it and suddenly remembered. "Hey, I know there's a dance studio where one can sign up for lessons. If you want, we can sign up together."
Her dark eyes lit up, which followed by her lips forming a grin, and Ron knew he said the right thing. "That would be wonderful, Ron-kun. Arigatou."
"Great!" Ron cheered. "Monday after school we'll go downtown to the studio and sign up!"
Yet instead of agreeing, a grinning Yori shook her head and placed a finger on his lips. "No. After the school year ends, we'll sign-up. Now you and I have too much to do without adding more activities to our schedule. We can wait on the dance lessons, Ron-kun."
Ron nodded; prompting Yori to remove her finger. He was happy his girlfriend wanted to take dance lessons but was grateful that she was willing to wait. There was indeed too much on his plate now to add more on it, and he was thankful she was considerate to think about his well-being.
As brown eyes remained steady on those loving almond ones, the blonde boy couldn't help but once again think she was gorgeous. With black hair pinned up to expose her neck, she wore a calf-length, long-sleeved red dress with white belt around the waist. Make-up consisted of light pink lipstick and a light blue eye shadow. Yet Ron knew the external beauty matched her soul and heart perfectly, and he was deeply glad he had her as his girlfriend.
Reaching out, Ron took her hand into his and gently squeezed it, his face showing love and affection. "You are quite amazing, Yori."
Seeing the warmth in those chocolate orbs caused Yori's feelings for this young man to come forth. She gripped the hand in return, and since they were sitting side-by-side to each other, it was easy for her to lean forward and rest her forehead on his, her eyes gazing deep into his. "As are you, Ron-kun," she whispered for his ears only as she angled her lips closer to his.
"Booyah," he softly spoke just as low before he closed the remaining distance and locked his mouth over hers.
Both gently moaned as they savored the warmth of soft lips, their hearts beating a bit harder. Their feelings coursed through them, making them realize once again how much their relationship wasn't just lust between a boy and a girl.
So the young couple continued the lip-lock, unaware of anything or anyone else around them. They knew nothing could ruin this moment.
"Well, well. It's the loser and his Japanese loser girlfriend."
Well, almost nothing.
Knowing that female voice, Ron and Yori parted to turn their heads to face one Bonnie Rockwaller as she stood in front of their table, and it was easy to tell that smirk on her face meant the Middleton High cheerleader had malicious intentions. Ron pretended to grin, while Yori narrowed her eyes and produced an air of indifference. Both also happened to notice Brick Flagg behind the brown-haired girl.
"Hi, Bonnie," Ron greeted.
"Rockwaller," Yori said, a bit of spite in her voice.
Bonnie, wearing a short-skirted electric-blue cocktail dress and high-heel shoes, pointed to the two. "Do you happen to know losers are not allowed in this club? If you can't dance, why bother?"
It was apparent that Bonnie must have overheard them, but Ron and Yori didn't allow this to affect them.
Keeping his fake grin, Ron pretended to think about it for a moment. "Oh, maybe because it's fun to dance, Bon-Bon? Besides, we didn't see any signs outside forbidding anyone from entering, so Yori and I have free rein to come in and dance as much as you." Yori's lips slightly curled up in approval of her BF's words.
A brown eyebrow twitched a bit on Bonnie's face, but she was still able to keep her appearance. She knew Ron knew that she hated that nickname he had for her. "Still, you can't dance."
Yori took up the task this time. "It is true that I may not be able to dance, Rockwaller-sama, but as Ron-kun said, one doesn't have to know how to dance in order to enjoy dancing in the company of friends."
Leaning over the table, Bonnie brought her face closer to Yori's, who kept her face impassive. "You're going down, Takana," she said as she maintained eye contact. "You're maybe popular right now, but as long as you're dating Stoppable," the girl thumbed to Ron, "you'll eventually lose the popularity poll."
Raising one eyebrow, Yori fired back with zen-like calmness as always while squeezing her beau's hand. "I am certainly not in any contest for popularity. I have no desires for the title. What matters to me is that I decide the company I keep, not you or anyone else. One decides the fate of one's own destiny, not others." The Japanese girl's lips rose a bit on one side. "A word of advice, Rockwaller. Revenge will gain you nothing. You will only find darkness on that path."
Straightening up, Bonnie's malicious smile faltered a bit as she narrowed her eyes. "We'll see." With that said, she walked away toward the opposite side of the club, heading in the direction of the women's restroom.
Yet as she walked away, the brown-haired girl produced a wicked knowing grin that her boyfriend and the other couple couldn't see.
After watching his girlfriend stroll away, Brick came forward with a sorry expression. "Stoppable, Takana, I'm sorry you have to put up with that."
Giving a genuine kind grin, Yori held up a hand to forestall him from saying any more. "It's not your fault, Flagg-san. You're not responsible, thus you shouldn't apologize for other people's actions," she finished as she lowered her hand.
Yori knew, after she had met Brick in school, that the senior student was a good, kind-hearted spirit. He was dense and clueless at times, but he was not an idiot given his B average grades. He also happened to be one of the few jocks, as Ron had told her the word's meaning, who didn't try to come on to her and get her to ditch Ron. Brick respected Ron and Yori's relationship and as a matter of fact, encouraged it. This earned the young couple's respect in return.
Yet one thing puzzled Yori about Brick. She couldn't fathom why a gentle person like him would want to be a boyfriend of a mean person like Bonnie. Far as the teenage ninja was concerned, she thought the big athlete deserved a better companion. Maybe he'd decided to keep Bonnie for now, given he would be graduating at the end of the school year, thus he wouldn't have to be Bonnie's boyfriend next year. After all, he would be in college and have little time for long-distance relationships.
Ron, matching his girlfriend's look, waved the other boy's concerns away. "No prob, dude. As Yori said, it's not your fault, so don't get worked up over it."
Brick frowned while shaking his head. "I don't get it. Why would she be ticked like that? It is not like Takana here is going to be member of the cheer squad." Ron and Yori obviously didn't want to answer that question. Brick was indeed clueless at times.
One thing the young couple did know was that there were only a few students jealous of them. From what Ron knew from the talk in the boys' locker room, some guys were still green that a beautiful girl would want to be his girlfriend. Yori knew a few girls who were fearful she would encroach on their territory – steal their boyfriends and/or oust them from their positions in clubs or teams. It seemed that no matter what the pair said, some people would only believe what they want to believe despite the truth.
"Anyway, dude," Ron began as he thumbed toward the area Bonnie had gone to, "why don't ya go check on Bon-Bon? I'm sure she wouldn't mind a dance or two."
"Yeah, good idea, Stoppable," Brick grinned. "I'll see ya later, you two lovebirds!" The big blond football player was on his way before either could respond. Yori giggled while Ron grinned as they watched the senior student stroll away.
"Flagg-san does have his moments," Yori admitted before her head turned to face her suitor.
Ron nodded. "Brick is okay. He did bully me for a time, but he came around after Kim and I rescued him from that crazy Lynn woman. She was a real whack job."
Seeing her curious face, Ron told the whole story about Adrena Lynn and her crazy TV show, from Ron exposing her wrongdoing to her kidnapping Brick out of revenge against Kim and Ron. By the time Ron finished the whole tale, Yori was shaking her head out of disapproval. .
"What she did was dishonorable," she pointed out. "Surely even she should be aware of the dangers her show would inspire to even young people."
Scratching the back of his head, Ron gave a nervous chuckle. "Well, Jim and Tim did try to copy one of Lynn's stunts. They ended up with a broken leg and arm, much to Mr. & Mrs. Dr. P's disapproval." Yori once more shook her head as she rolled her eyes.
Wanting to get things back on happier thoughts, Ron leaned closer and gave an encouraging grin. "How about we dance some more grooving moves before heading out for a bite to chow down?"
Yori started to smile, and Ron was glad to see her again in a good mood. "Hai, I will love that, Ron-kun." A curious expression immediately followed. "Does this club serve food?"
"Well, this is supposed to be a bar, Yori," Ron explained. "They serve food, but not much variety. Besides," he gave a shrug, "I promised Rufus to bring home some cheese snackage for him."
"Bueno Nacho?" Yori guessed with a smirk, knowing Rufus-san's love for the fast-food restaurant.
With a smirk of his own, Ron shook his head. "Nah. We'll be going to another place. You haven't been there. It's not Bueno Nacho, but it has great food. You'll like it."
After nodding in satisfaction to the plan, Yori narrowed her eyes as she leaned closer to almost touch her nose to his. "Before we dance," she whispered huskily, "how about we finish what we were doing before Rockwaller interrupted us?"
"I don't mind at all, ninja girl," Ron grinned in the same tone of voice.
Yori giggled. "I may have to start calling you 'ninja boy,' Ron-kun." Her lips angled toward his.
"Bring it on," Ron replied before latching his mouth over hers, preventing her from saying anything more as they closed their eyes and savored the moment.
And 'savor the moment', they did. It went on for three minutes straight as they moaned occasionally into each other's mouths, before it was broken for the need to breathe air. Only then did the two smiling teens leave their table for the dance floor.
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A year ago, if someone had told Monique Williams that she would find a boyfriend who would accept her as she was, she might have been skeptical. Some boys would have found her Global Wrestling Association fascination a bit bizarre and her love for Bueno Nacho a bit on the loopy side. Not to mention she was not your typical 'nice' girl, for she had an independent streak almost on a par with her best female friend Kim Possible.
Yet here she was, walking down the street next to a boy who had no qualms about her hobbies and lifestyle. They had just recently vacated the Middleton Sports Arena, where they had watched the latest GWA event, and she had seen he came to enjoy the GWA as much as she. Monique knew that he didn't mind eating Bueno Nacho, and he was intelligent, smart, cute, and just wonderfully nice. Far as the African-American girl was concerned, she saw Felix Renton as a keeper, and she was going to keep him all right, regardless he was in a wheelchair. It was the heart & soul that counted after all.
Besides, she mused as her brown eyes rolled to the left and down to look at her BF, she could tell he was interested in her as she was in him. Monique had caught him looking at her occasionally and knew he was eying her athletic, shapely form in the tight blue jeans and the GWA t-shirt over a long-sleeved form-fitting turtleneck. If she played her cards right, she knew they would generate fireworks together.
"Thanks again for inviting me to the GWA Main Event, Monique," Felix grinned up at her as he rolled alongside her on the sidewalk.
"You don't have to keep thanking me, Felix," Monique snorted a laugh. "I so happened to have that extra ticket, and I thought it would make an ideal date for us to go see the Main Event."
Felix let a sly grin spread across his face. "Well, it's not every day a girl asks a boy out on a date, but I'm not one to complain. I'm glad you did though."
"I knew you wouldn't mind, Zombie Boy," Monique smirked before her left hand reached over to touch his shoulder. Given he was in a wheelchair, she couldn't hook her arm through his without looking silly, but she did the next best thing with her hand on his shoulder. "So where are we going to eat? My man did promise me din-dins."
His grin still plastered on his face, the brown-haired young man was enjoying her company highly. This girl was not shy, and her words of 'my man' had stroked his ego. It was fun to engage in witty banter between them, not to mention the fun nicknames they gave each other. Felix was also not clueless to the hints Monique was giving him, and he was not going to waste it.
"We're going to Glorious Saturday," Felix answered his date's question. "Good food for reasonable prices, all in good company."
Monique's grin broadened. "I like the way you think," she replied in agreement just before she leaned down to kiss him on the cheek. "Now, let's go, Baby Boy," the girl said as she straightened up and looked ahead, her left hand remaining on his shoulder.
Unknown to the pretty girl under the dim moonlit sky, Felix's cheeks were flushing slightly. It was the first time ever he was kissed by a beautiful girl, causing his mind to go into a whirlwind. Knowing Monique seemed to be the bold type, he had high hopes that 'first base' would be reached by the end of the date, and even thinking about that was causing his hormones to go haywire.
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The station wagon pulled into the parking lot and found a spot. After the headlights and the engine were turned off, two women came out of the vehicle and veered to the entrance of the restaurant. Both ladies were redheads, however the short-haired one was more than 20 years older than the long-haired girl. By looking at them, a stranger would think they were sisters and would be surprised to find out they were mother and daughter. Such comments happened to be part of the lives of Anne Possible and her daughter Kimberly.
As they entered the restaurant, Anne chuckled at what Kim had said. "Oh, Kimmie. It wasn't like the movie was aiming to make a mockery of teenage girls. You know better than that."
"I know, I know," Kim admitted with a small sheepish grin as they unzipped their light jackets, now that they were indoors from the chilly outdoors. "It still ticked me off that they stereotyped cheerleaders to be a bunch of unintelligent bimbos. It was far from the truth, regardless that it was supposed to be fiction."
The pair approached the hostess behind the reception stand. "Two please," Mrs. Possible kindly said to the woman. After consulting the table map to see which tables were free, the hostess took out two menus and politely led the Possible women to their table.
Once mother and daughter were settled in a booth, their coats placed down beside them, Kim looked around the eating establishment. "It has been a long time since I was last here."
"Oh?" Anne asked as she eyed her child over the menu she was holding in both hands.
"Yeah," Kim continued after picking up her menu and looking over the selections. "It was the time I almost vanished into a vortex in my stomach. Remember?"
The elder Possible let a tiny grin form at the memories. "You should have listened to Ron and Wade then."
Kim rolled her eyes and grinned. "I learned my lesson then, Mom. I'm not going to leave home again if such a sitch ever happens again. Not that it is likely to ever happen again." Anne and Kim chuckled at that. "Anyway, Josh and I sat on the table on the lower level, over there," she thumbed around the booth to a table behind her on the lower level. "I was surprised to find Shego and Drakken were here, and I didn't know the Tweebs were here too until after I came home."
Mrs. Possible frowned and shook her head. "The boys shouldn't have spied on you. I know they didn't know about that vortex hole in you, but they still shouldn't have spied on you to begin with." Her blue eyes returned to scanning her menu.
"No big," Kim said with a small shrug and grin. She knew her twin brothers had been given some leeway due to their lack of knowledge regarding the situation, but they were punished big time for snooping into their sister's private affairs. Of course, she was also punished for selfishly going on a date regardless of the potential dangers. Her lips curled into a frown upon remembering another aspect of that long ago date. "Yet those little monsters sure knew how to really embarrass me."
A gentle chuckle was heard from the elder Possible. "Well, they are your brothers, Kimmie. They know you well enough to know what can embarrass you and tweak you big time. Be grateful your father and I didn't desire to have any more children after the twins were born."
Returning her gaze on her menu, Kim muttered softly but not low enough to prevent her mother from hearing her. "I wouldn't have minded a baby sister."
Anne lightly giggled, remembering the time way back when she was pregnant with the twins. A pre-school Kim then wanted very much to have a sister, but was severely disappointed to end up with two brothers instead. Jim and Tim had started pestering their big sister when they were just a few weeks old by throwing baby toys and stuff at her, and the pair had not stopped ever since.
As the two Possible women continued to look over the food options, one continued to frown in scorn over memories regarding her twin brothers, while the other maintained her fond amused grin over the same memories.
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"Mon? You've been staring at them for several minutes now," the brown-haired boy mused before picking up a few fries from his plate to eat.
"I know, I know," Monique replied with a grin. "Just it's good to see Kim girl having a good time. Least Mrs. P can keep her busy and not going stir crazy at home." Her hands reached down to pick up her burger to bring it to her mouth for a bite.
Looking from his left, where Monique sat, to his right to eye the Possibles, Felix admitted that his girlfriend was right that Kim appeared to be having a good time. A nice bonding time between mother and daughter.
It had been a pleasant surprise to both when they noticed Kim and Mrs. Possible settled at their table. Given the two teenagers were situated in a corner booth where there was less lighting and semi-dark, they would not likely be seen by the mother & daughter duo, thus Monique and Felix could observe the Possibles but the Possibles couldn't detect them.
After viewing Mrs. P and Kim place their orders, Monique took another bite of her food. "I have to say that Kimmie's mom sure has good fashion taste. I knew this when I first met her that she was much like Kim. Like mother, like daughter I say," she finished with approving grin.
Raising an eyebrow, Felix turned his head to eye the two Possible women. Mrs. Possible was wearing a purple dress, which looked pretty good on her. For an older woman, she did look eye-catchingly pretty. Kim was wearing a long-sleeved black shirt and red calf-length skirt. His blue eyes still couldn't tell his brain what his date was saying. "So?"
Shaking her head while smirking and rolling her eyes, the African-American girl elaborated. "You're as fashion-senseless as Ron. For a working woman, that dress Mrs. P is wearing can be used for nearly all occasions – at work, home, going out for a night in the town, etc. Kim's outfit can be worn at school as well as on a date."
Shrugging, Felix returned to his meal. "Well, as you said, I'm fashion-senseless. I let my mom pick out my clothing whenever we go clothes shopping." He took a bite out of his burger.
Monique eyed him first like he was crazy to let his mother pick out his clothing. However, knowing her BF was an only child and raised by a single mom for years, the teenage girl could understand his sitch. "Well, I'm more than willing to help ya out, Zombie Boy," she grinned craftily. "I could see some outfits that would look spankin' on ya."
Blue eyes blinked as his face took on a wary expression. "I don't know, Mon."
Giggling, Monique gently slapped his arm. "Aw, come on! Be a man! I'm not saying you have to buy them, but least stop by Club Banana tomorrow afternoon and try some on."
Still a bit skeptical, Felix decided to relent. "Okay…" His lips curled into smirk. "I'll give it a try, Club Banana Girl."
Giggling again, but this time at the nickname she loved to hear, the pretty African-American girl returned to her meal. "Good. Trust me. I know what I'm doing."
So the two teens carried on as they ate, talked, and enjoyed each other's company.
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After the waiter brought their appetizer of mozzarella sticks, Mrs. Possible and Kim began to eat, enjoying the cheesy treat. It was a nice snack before the main course.
It was in the middle of eating one stick that Ann noticed two young people being escorted to a table on the lower level by the restaurant's hostess. Her daughter couldn't see because her back was to the scene, but Mrs. Possible could and knew immediately who were the two people now sitting down and taking the menus from the hostess's hands.
Only one thought came to Anne Possible's mind. "Oh, no."
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"Um, Monique? Am I seeing who I think I'm seeing?"
Looking in the direction Felix was gawking, Monique saw whom he was talking about and her jaw dropped open as she let out a gasp. "Your blue eyes are not deceiving you, Zombie Boy."
Felix frowned. "This could mean trouble."
Monique groaned in agreement. "I hope Kim girl doesn't go Hulk now."
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"This is a nice restaurant, Ron-kun," Yori confessed after she folded and placed down her menu. "It feels… friendly," she grinned.
Ron matched her grin. "It's maybe not Bueno Nacho, which I will always be loyal to." Yori giggled at this, making Ron's grin broaden. "Yet, BN doesn't have the feeling Glorious Saturday and other places produce. I always love the friendly, jolly-good mood this place has."
Yori couldn't help but give a teasing smirk. "Am I hearing Ron-kun declaring other restaurants are better than Bueno Nacho?"
"Hey!" he exclaimed with a mock tweak face as he pointed to her. "Don't go dissing the BN!" He dropped the mock face back to his grinning one as he lower his finger. "As I said, I'll always be loyal to the BN, so if someone destroyed Bueno Nacho, I'll be the first to take up arms against the evil doer." His shoulders shrugged a bit. "It's just as a cook; I do acknowledge other eating hangouts are better." His brown eyes returned to reading his menu.
Once again Yori softly giggled. She was glad Ron-kun did eat occasionally other foods than Bueno Nacho, but she wondered just how much of his consumption was fatty foods. Her thoughts made her now worry for his future health.
The blond boy pointed to an item on the menu. "I think I'll go for the Tex-Mex burger with a side order of fries." He licked his lips. "Yeah, that'll do." His hands folded the menu and placed it down.
With a gentle smile on her face, Yori took the opening her boyfriend unknowingly gave her. "Ron-kun, I've been wondering about something. Just how much fatty food do you eat? I understand your metabolism burns a lot of calories and you're young, yet I worry that eating a large amount of these foods will one day cause health problems. Surely you eat vegetables, fish, and other healthy foods?"
"My mom makes me eat my veggies, Yori," he replied.
Yori reached out and held his right hand in her left. "I meant eating on your own. It will not hurt to eat a salad once in while when you're at school or eating out somewhere. I have no doubt that you'll be a great fighter," he grinned at this, making her grin in return, "yet one must properly maintain the body as well as the mind if one is to become a ninja." Giving an encouraging grin and squeeze of hand, the ninja girl pressed the advantage. "Change your side order of fries to a salad. You'll feel better in the long run for it."
Looking into those twin dark soulful orbs, Ron couldn't help but feel his will was fading. He very much wanted to say he was going to be okay, but he couldn't dispute that Yori was making sense. When he was at Yamanouchi, he had eaten mostly fish, rice, and many other healthy foods, and it wasn't until he'd returned to the States he was able to dig into his first burrito he'd had in over a week. Yet he couldn't deny that one week he went without his favorite foods did feel like his body was better for it. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try what his girlfriend was suggesting.
"Okay, Yori," he relented with a small grin, "I'll take the salad instead." The Japanese girl's response was a radiant smile and a tighter hold on his hand, conveying her endorsement not for her sake but for his own.
A few moments later, the waiter came by and took their orders. Besides asking for a pitcher of soda for both, Ron ordered his burger with salad, while Yori ordered fish fillet with salad. Both continued their conversation after the waiter left.
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Taking a bite out of her salad that came with her veal parmigiana, Kim frowned as she looked at her mother. It was clear something was up, for her keen green eyes noticed her mom's blue ones occasionally were glancing to something off Kim's left and behind her. Mom was maintaining a friendly conversation and expression, yet it was a front to prevent Kim from seeing what was happening.
Enough was enough.
"Okay, Mom. What is it that so caught your attention? Surely it can't be Drakken and Shego." She inched toward the edge of the booth so she could peer around the corner.
"Kimmie, no!" Mrs. Possible hissed with a raised hand. Yet it was too late.
Looking around out of the booth toward her left and down, Kim's emerald eyes spotted two people, surprising big time. "What are Yori and Ron doing here?"
With a calm voice, the Possible matriarch gave a simple answer. "They're here to eat, Kimmie. Surely, even you could see that."
Narrowing her eyes at the table and the back of the Japanese girl there, Kim frowned. "Is Yori here to spy on me?"
Frowning, Mrs. Possible showed disapproval on her face of her daughter. "You are jumping to conclusions a bit too fast here, young lady. Can you think that maybe it was just a coincidence they happened to come to eat at the same place as we chose? You are not going down there and ruining Ron and Yori's evening."
Swirling around to face her mother, Kim's eyed widened as he waved her hands. "What? Me? Go down there and face them?" She smiled sweetly and placed a hand on her chest. "I'd never do that. I know better than that."
Feeling relief flooding her, Mrs. Possible grinned as her head nodded. "Good. Return to finishing your meal." The elder woman went back to consuming her salad and shrimp & salmon platter.
However, instead of doing what her mother said, the redhead cheerleader once again looked around the booth to gaze at Ron and Yori with narrowed eyes before her face scrunched up. "Look at them. They're holding hands in public. That is so wrong!"
Anne Possible lowered her head and placed a hand over her eyes. As she deeply sighed, she knew it was going to be an uphill battle.
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Felix frowned deeply as he witnessed what was currently happening over at the Possibles' table. "Monique…"
"You don't have to say it, Felix," Monique frowned deeply as well as she watched the same event unfolding. "Kim is jealing big time." Her right hand came up to slap over her eyes. "The girl has gone Hulk."
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For the first time in her life, Anne Possible felt like she didn't know this person sitting across from her. It was like someone had sprouted a clone and replaced her daughter. Kim was always a kind person when it came to other people with the exception of her enemies. Yet it sure was not the case now, given for several minutes, Kimmie, with a tweaked expression, ate and once in awhile returned to glare daggers at the back of Ron's Japanese girlfriend.
Anne knew before how much Ron meant to Kim, regardless how much her daughter claimed they were 'just best friends'. To react in such a negative manner toward another girl, who meant no harm or wrong and just only happened to be dating Ron, conveyed volumes how much Kim truly cared for the boy she knew since pre-k. If only Kim had opened her eyes before Yori ever came into the picture, maybe things might be different. Yet Yori did happen to catch Ron first, thus Mrs. Possible wondered what the future would bring with this developing triangle with the young couple and her jealous daughter.
Kim finished her meal and quickly returned to eye Yori just as the Japanese teen and Ron received their meals from the waiter. With a soft growl, Kim muttered under her breath. "Oh, Bonnie was right this morning. Yori wants to take Ron away from me. I'm not going to let that happen, for that Japanese hussy is so going down."
Despite that Kim spoke in a low voice, Anne heard what her child said and was immediately worried. She knew Kimmie had no love for the brunette cheerleader and only tolerated the girl for the sake of the cheer squad, yet to hear that Kim was actually taking in Bonnie's words about Yori was alarming. If Kimmie was being manipulated easily due to her jealously, there was no telling what extent the damage would be to an invaluable friendship.
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Taking a bite of her food, Yori frowned. The food was delicious, so it was not that which caused her scowl. No, she felt it minutes ago and even now. Years of training at Yamanouchi had honed her sixth sense almost razor-sharp, and she knew it was the truth her instincts were telling her.
She was being watched.
Her almond eyes knew it was not anyone at any tables in front of her, and her intuition told her it was someone from behind her.
Seeing her expression made Ron frown as well. "Something wrong with the fillet, Yori? You can tell the waiter to get you another one."
"It's not that, Ron-kun," she answered as she placed down her fork before reaching for her purse. Her hand pulled out a small compact mirror, and the teenage ninja flipped it open before holding it up to eye level and pretended she was checking her make-up and hair. "We're being watched." Ron raised his eyebrows and was about to scan the area yet Yori spoke up first. "Don't look around, Ron-kun, for you'll likely tell the person or people watching us that we're on to them. Let me find these spies."
Giving a nod, Ron returned to eating his burger as his girlfriend continued to pretend she was checking her hair while her eyes, using the mirror, scanned for snoops behind her.
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"Eep!" Kim squeaked as she shuffled more into the booth upon seeing what Yori had pulled out of her purse. "Quick, Mom! Get yourself into the booth, so you'll not be seen!"
Bewildered, Mrs. Possible did what her daughter asked. "Kimmie... Yori is just checking her hair or make-up."
"Mom," Kim nearly hissed. "Even you should know that most women go to the restroom to check out their hair or make-up. Yori isn't checking herself. She's checking for snoops behind her. The mirror she pulled out is for her to scope out the area behind her without needing to turn around." She softly swore under her breath. "Dammit! I should have known her instincts would be that good."
Anne chuckled at the situation. For the few times she had met the Japanese girl, Yori appeared to be quite intelligent and sharp. Even Ron's mother, after a conversation over the phone, said that the girl was no idiot. It shouldn't really be a surprise, given Ron's girlfriend had become a member of Kimmie's mission team.
Finishing her meal, Kim's mother wondered how Yori would react if she spotted Kim. Knowing the other girl, it would be likely she would think it was just a coincidence Kim was here. Then again, Anne thought it would be best Ron and Yori didn't know, for it would be cruel to interrupt their date regardless.
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Monique snickered as she watched Kim's reaction. Felix however was puzzled.
"Why is she acting like that?" he asked
With a smirk, the dark-skinned beauty answered. "Yori girl has pulled out her compact mirror."
Still confused, Felix shrugged. "So?"
Looking at her new BF, Monique snickered again. "You don't see it, don't ya, Zombie Boy? Yori would have went to the 'little girl's room' if she had wanted to primp herself. The girl is really using that mirror to catch snooping people watching her."
"Ah!" Felix grinned. "Kim doesn't want to be caught."
"Yep," Monique concurred. "Thus why she's hiding like the spies in those movies knowing they are about to be caught."
The wheelchair-bounded boy pointed to Yori, who had kept her mirror steady at Monique and him. "Looks like she spotted us though."
"I don't mind," Monique grinned as she and Felix waved pleasantly, knowing Yori would see them. "It's not like we have something to hide compared to Kim girl."
The new couple chuckled at that.
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As a smile slowly formed on her face, Yori closed her compact mirror, returned it to her purse, and picked up her fork to resume eating her meal. "It's Monique-san and Felix-san," she answered Ron's unspoken question before lifting a fork of fillet fish into her mouth.
"Really?" he asked as his brown eyes peered over her shoulders to find the other couple. "Where are they?"
"In the far corner where there is less light," the ninja answered as she forked more of her food to eat.
After spotting his two friends, Ron grinned. "Hey. How about we go over and say hello?"
Yori reached over and placed a hand over his to prevent him from standing. "Leave them alone, Ron-kun," she slightly grinned while shaking her head. "They're on their first date as Felix-san told you this morning. We'll talk to them on Monday."
Nodding, Ron picked up his glass of soda. "You're right." His grin broadened as a thought came to him. "It's a freaky chance that Mon and Felix happened to come here as well. I can imagine it would be way freaky if we run into any other Middleton High folks, say KP." His lips softened a bit on the mention of his best female friend. "I can imagine KP is home now bored out of her skull. She just loathes Friday nights without something to do." He took a sip of his drink.
With an understanding grin, Yori patted his hand before letting go. "I'm sure Possible-san has something to keep her occupied. As you said, it's not like she's here."
"Yeah," Ron agreed before picking up his burger. "As I said it would be a way freaky chance if KP was here as well."
With a chuckle, both teenagers returned to their meals in good spirits, glad that it was good friends watching them and not anyone bad.
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Peering over the backrest of the booth, green eyes noticed Yori return to her meal, thus making the owner of those green eyes relax in relief. "It's safe now, Mom. Yori returned to eating her meal."
Knowing her daughter, Mrs. Possible had no doubts Kimmie would continue to observe Ronald and Yori like a hawk, thus the elder woman knew it was high time to do something about it. "Come on, Kimmie. We're finished here, so let us go home now."
"Right," Kim replied, her eyes still on the couple on the lower floor. "I'll be back, for I need to go to the bathroom." With that said, she quickly vacated the booth and went around the long way to avoid Ron and Yori to get to the restroom nearby the lobby.
Watching her child leave, Anne sighed. Why did she have a feeling Kimmie was not entirely truthful?
The waiter who serviced her table happened to walk by, and Mrs. Possible kindly got his attention. "Can you please hand me the check, and thank you," she grinned thankfully. With a kind grin, the waiter complied and went off to retrieve the check.
Sighing again, the Possible matriarch hoped it would not take long to receive the check, for she wanted very much to ensure her world-saving daughter was not doing what she thought she was doing.
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Blue and brown eyes spotted what had occurred over at the Possible table, and the owners of those eyes were worried.
Taking out her purse, Monique quickly placed some money on the table beside the check. "Come on, Zombie Boy. Knowing Kim girl, she's up to something, and we better run interference if she decides to do something crazy."
"You don't have to tell me twice," Felix agreed as he too took out some money to place on top of Monique's on the table.
Seeing that they had placed down enough money to cover the bill and give a good tip, Monique, purse in hand, scooted out of the booth, and Felix immediately followed her. Both took a route that would not only avoid passing Ron and Yori but also Mrs. Possible. They knew exactly where their redhead cheerleader friend would go if she was to continue playing spy.
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Peeking around the corner leading to the front lobby, Kim narrowed her eyes as she observed her target. This time her line of sight made out Ron and Yori's table at a 45 degree angle from behind Ron's left side.
Her mind thought back to her date with Josh, and she wondered whether she could pull the same tricks on Yori as Shego had done. Kim smirked as she imagined the Japanese girl's embarrassment after sitting on a whoopee cushion.
"Yo, Kim girl!" a voice came from behind her.
Startled, Kim whirled around and came face to face with her best female friend and Ron's wheelchaired friend. "Oh, hi, Monique, Felix," she smiled as she covered up herself. "What's the sitch?"
Monique grinned, her face telling the redhead that she wasn't fooled. "Well as you know, Zombie Boy and I are on a date." She pointed to her BF and herself. "We happened to be here eating a late din-din when we saw you and your mom come in." Monique's grin turned into a smirk upon seeing Kim's astonished expression. "The question is what are you doing playing spy on your BMF and his GF?"
Kim gulped and nervously chuckled. "What do you mean, Mon? I'm not spying on Ron and Yori."
Felix smirked and gently shook his head, while Monique frowned. "Uh-huh," the African-American girl responded. "Girlfriend, if you were to take a lie detector test, it would go ballistic and shoot to the Moon."
"My thoughts exactly," a mature, familiar female voice cut in, and all three teens turned their heads to see Mrs. Possible approaching from the hallway that Kim had taken to go around Ron and Yori.
Upon reaching the group, the middle-aged woman smiled at Kim's friends. "Felix, Monique, hello."
"Evening, Mrs. Possible," Felix greeted back.
Monique followed suit with a friendly, "Hello, Mrs. Possible."
Turning to face Kim, Mrs. Possible handed over Kim's coat to her daughter. "Kimmie, I paid the check, so we better get back home now."
"Um, Mom," the green-eyed girl began. "Something could happen to Ron. Maybe it's best we stay here to watch over them."
With one eyebrow raised while the opposite eye narrowed, Ann Possible frowned. "Kim, leave Ronald and Yori alone. What could happen that demands you constantly chaperoning them like little children?" That said, the mother gripped her daughter's arm and dragged her toward the front door. "Let's go home. Monique, Felix, have a good night," she called over her shoulder to the two teens.
"Night, Mrs. Possible, Kim," both Monique and Felix called back together with grins and waving hands.
"I'll see you on Monday, Kim!" Monique called out as she saw the last view of Kim being dragged out the front door. Afterward, both Monique and Felix snickered and chuckled.
Felix pointed to the front door while still chuckling. "That's the first time I've ever seen Kim dragged away like a little girl."
"Felix," Monique began with a wicked face, "knowing Kim's mom, she would drag Kim girl all the way from the other side of the world if she deemed Kim needed to go home." Her wicked grin softened. "I was about to call the girlfriend on the spot, until Mrs. P came in."
A thought came to the brown-haired young man. "Do you think Mrs. Possible knows about Kim's jealousy?"
Monique smirked. "You bet'cha, Zombie Boy. I don't think nothing can escape those blue eyes of Doctor Anne Possible when it comes to Kimmie. You saw how she was able to see through the girl's lies."
Releasing a sigh, Felix eyed his date. "So, want me to fly you home?"
Gazing down at her BF, the dark-skinned girl produced a lopsided grin and shook her head. "Nah-ah. There is one more stop for us to go before our date is complete." She leaned down and whispered into Felix's ear.
Blue eyes going wide, Felix was flabbergasted. "Are you kidding me?" he asked as she leaned up to face him nearly nose to nose.
Her grin broadened a bit, she shook her head. "Here's a small taste," she huskily replied before her lips connected with his for a brief hot kiss.
Straightening up, a smiling Monique strolled toward the front door, leaving a slack-jawed boy behind. She knew he would not be far behind her.
Surely enough, shaking his head out of his stupor, Felix immediately moved his cyberrobotic wheelchair to follow the beautiful lithe creature leaving the front door now. He was certainly not going to complain that his girlfriend wanted to go to the secret make-out spot in Middleton Park on the first date. If that kiss she gave him was any indication, he knew his brain was going to get fried plenty more times before the evening was over.
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Emerging from the eating establishment into the brisk night air, a Japanese girl and an American boy, who held a bag of cheese nachos in his left hand, looked around for a minute before he wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, prompting her, with a grin, to wrap her left arm around his waist. Despite that it was at least 20 minutes to eleven, the streets still had pedestrians and vehicles going about, for after all, Fridays were one of the busiest nights of the week next to Saturday.
"So," Ron began after a few moments, "want me to escort you home?"
Yori was touched as always by his offer. He had several times gone with her to make sure she reached the Mochizuki Estate, and for him, he had no qualms about again taking the bus for the ride to the other side of Middleton to reach his home.
Yet this time, the teenage ninja gently shook her head with a grateful face. "I appreciate your generosity, Ron-kun, but it is not always necessary for you to escort me home. I'll be fine."
With a simple pull of her arm, Yori guided them away toward the nearest bus stop, walking casually with no intention to rush. She wanted to feel close to him as much as possible before she had to depart for home, and from the warm clutch of his arm around her shoulders, the young girl knew the blond boy beside her did not mind her proximity to him at all.
As they strolled along, dark almond eyes noticed a nightclub across the street, and a curious eyebrow was raised upon noticing the chalkboard sign next to the entrance. "Ron-kun?"
"Yeah, Yori?" He turned his head slightly to look at her face.
"What is 'Karaoke Night'? I know 'karaoke' is a Japanese word for 'empty bucket'."
Baffled by her question, he followed her train of sight, and upon seeing the club's sign saying 'Karaoke Night', he finally realized what she was asking. "Oh!" he said as his lips formed a grin. "It's a type of singing where a person sings along to prerecorded music. One doesn't need to be a good singer to sing karaoke, for a person just follows the lyrics on a TV screen if the person doesn't know the lyrics. That's all."
Her face scrunched in puzzlement. "So it's not truly singing though. Anyone can do it."
"Pretty much," Ron agreed, while his head revolved to face her again, for they now had passed the club. "Even Drakken could do it."
Yori couldn't help but to choke out laughing at the mental image, causing Ron to chuckle. "I just cannot see that villain singing, Ron-kun. It's just too… weird," she finished.
Chuckling again, Ron nodded. "Yeah, it will be mondo weirdness to see the blue dude singing karaoke on the stage." His lips and eyebrow quirked on an idea. "Want to go check out the club?"
"No," Yori declined, expression still mirthful. "It is best we get back to our homes and rest. We have a long day tomorrow."
"Oh, yeah," the blond agreed, now remembering what was planned for tomorrow. "Can't skip on that."
Instead of answering with words, the pretty Japanese simply nodded.
Curiosity prompted Ron to ask a question though. "Yori? I just realized something. I'm surprised you didn't even know about karaoke singing. After all, it was the Japanese who invented it."
The ninja girl produced a half frown and grin. "As you know, Ron-kun, I have been raised at Yamanouchi, and given my training and life there, I had very little time to know everything that was happening in my homeland." Her lips became a full grin. "Besides, now that I'm here in America, I can learn more about our world, especially things about Japan that I had missed. I do have a good teacher to help me out," she finished as she squeezed his waist to emphasize her point.
This time it was a smiling, proud Ron's turn to answer by nodding without saying any words.
So the young couple continued strolling down the street, until they reached a bus stop at one corner. It was sheer luck that after a couple minutes they could hear the oncoming bus, and upon closer inspection, it displayed the correct bus-route identification, indicating this bus would able to take Yori home.
As the bus was slowing down, Yori smiled warmly at her boyfriend. "I'll see you tomorrow, Ron-kun. Good night."
"Good night, Yori," Ron replied just as warmly just as the bus came to a halt in front of them and opened its door.
Placing her right hand over his cheek, Yori pressed her lips to his for a brief, heartfelt kiss. Afterward, her smile still in place, the young girl walked onto the bus.
After watching the bus depart, Ron, feeling happy, made way toward his home on foot. He knew it would take some time this way instead of taking a bus, but he didn't care. He felt like he was the luckiest guy on Earth now.
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TBC (End of Chapter 17)
A/Ns:
1) The following is my response to snakeskin mike and Anonymous's reviews of Chapter 16:
- Why thank you, kind sir! I am glad you love the story to give it a praising title as you stated. Let's hope I can maintain it to keep that title. ;)
- Oh, I assure you that "ABoH" would be focus mostly on Ron & Yori and Kim. It's just I love to add things regarding other characters occasionally. Besides, as one can see with this chapter (Chapter 17), Monique and Felix do become part of the plot. Rest assures that the next few chapters will not have Monique and Felix showing up anytime soon. :)
As for those minor corrections, I considered them and took some of them. I also spoken with campy, and he agreed with you. He'll be more aggressive to tell me of these things from now on. ;)
2) The idea for this chapter's plot came into my mind when I was typing up the first segment. I figured it would be fun to have Monique & Felix, Kim & Mrs. P, and Ron & Yori by chance end up in the same restaurant. Not only would this chapter provide some fluffy goodness, but some drama as well with Bonnie being her usual nasty self and Kim getting greener upon seeing Ron and Yori giving loving eyes at each other. I had some good fun with writing this extra-long chapter. XD
3) The restaurant in "Blush" reminded me of TGI Friday's and other similar chain restaurants in the United States, thus I'd gave it the name 'Glorious Saturday' to match TGIF and Ruby Tuesday.
4) Speaking of "Blush", Mrs. P and Kim were sitting at the table Jim and Tim sat in the episode, while Ron and Yori were sitting at the table Kim and Josh sat. Just a visual reference for anyone who wants to picture how could Kim and Mrs. P could see Ron and Yori yet not vice-versa. I figured that if Kim and Josh couldn't have spotted Jim and Tim, neither can Ron and Yori toward Mrs. P and Kim. :)
5) Some of you might think I'm going to fast with Monique and Felix's relationship for them to reach 'first base' on the first date. Maybe, or maybe not. Judging Monique's personality from the episodes she appeared, I say she is the sort-of the 'take charge' girl who wouldn't mind getting it on with a boy she knows well and feel a connection with. Far as I'm concerned, I feel Monique and Felix met way back sometime after "Steal Wheels", for I can't see how they couldn't meet if they are best friends with Kim and Ron. :)
6) Last, I want to express my deepest gratitude to everyone who has shown approving support for "A Bond of Honor" which no doubt will be on-going for still quite some time in the future. The reviews are helping me greatly with ideas and morale support. I'm touched that a large number of people have not only placed "ABoH" in their Story Alert lists, but also in their Favorite Stories lists. I'm honored that "Bond" also happened to be placed in some C2 communities.
Believe me; "A Bond of Honor" is still far from the finish line. I might end up with a major novel-length story by the time I reach the end, and it is all thanks to everyone for showing your support in this 'what if' Ron/Yori story. I'll continue to do my best to provide the best chapters in this on-going saga. :)
Thanks to you all! (Big grin)