Wish You Were There
A Kim Possible fanfiction by Shaggley
(Continues)
A few minutes later, the woman who had hit the prick were sipping from a cappuccino con cioccolato on the same table of Luisa and Angela, while her girlfriend, a petite girl with long red hairs, were dealing with the police outside the bar. The man was already in their car, and the two women were with another agent, their witty remarks and attitude quite tamed from... Shego's little show of strength.
They were the only ones in the bar, now. Everyone had fleed already or was dealing with the agents.
And even if she had stopped shaking, and everything seemed to have gone smoothly, Luisa's wrist still stinged a little.
"Thank you again."
Said Angela, whose english was better, and was therefore in charge of the international relationships, maybe for the twentieth time in an hour.
Even for Luisa, a lesbian, an outcast, at first accepting the sight of the other girl's green complexion had been a little... hard. But it had all became easier when she understood that the woman was friendly – even if a little cranky – and she definitely wanted to know where she picked up those black jeans and that wonderful-looking green shirt. Being able to think about such a thing was a welocming sign that she was less shaken than she had feared at first.
Shego's hand flipped, nonchalantly.
"Like Pumpkin would say, 'no big'."
She took another sip and in the meantime said 'Pumpkin' returned, taking a seat near to Shego, and huffing.
"Man, that was thought. It took hoursto convince them that you didn't have a flamethrower under your sleeve or something. What did I tell you about violence in public, Shego?"
The green woman mimicked with her hand a talking mouth.
"That 'it's dangerous and you are still on parole'; yadda, yadda, yadda!"
She rolled up her eyes and huffed.
"Come on, Pumpkin! We couldn't just talkand doing things by the book with guys like those."
She smirked, waving her punch.
"Plus, it was much more satisfying. Doy!"
The redhead frowned, then smiled and put her arms on her girlfriend's shoulder.
"Ok, for this time, justfor this time, you were right."
Shego grinned.
"Heh. I'm the hero."
Her girlfriend laughed and took her green hand into hers, squeezing it lightly.
"You so are."
Something came to life in Angela's mind.
With her free hand, the other one still holding that of Luisa, she pointed her finger to the redhead.
"Hey. I remember you. You are the teenage hero, Kim Possible, aren't you?"
The petite girl blushed a little.
"Yes, I am. It's just an hobby, you know. No big."
She flipped her hand; Angela smiled maybe for the first time in an hour.
"I'm so happy to meet you! I remember you from that time with the flood in 2007; you know, you saved a group of my far relatives that time! Thank you again for all that!"
Kim just smiled again.
"She does 'all that' and some more. She's unbearably annoying, I can assure you. Even if she kicks ass."
Said Shego, kneading her girlfriend's wrist with her free hand; Kim's smile widened into a grin.
"Especially some green ass, Shego."
The older woman didn't respond, she just circled with her finger on her wrist, in a playful way.
"If you behave, later you can kick it some more."
Kim blushed a deeper shade of red; then Shego put away her mug and addressed to Angela, smirking.
"Well, we are leaving. It's been a pleasure saving your ass."
Angela stood silent for an instant; then she chuckled.
Kim got up from her chair, exchanged hands with Angela and Luisa, smiling, and took Shego's arm into her own.
"It's been a pleasure indeed!"
"You're very welcome! And thank you again!"
Said Angela, still excited to have met the hero who saved a part of her family, and her girlfriend who saved her lover. It had been such a strange day.
Shego flipped her other hand and let her arm embrace Kim's wrist; they started to head for the exit.
Luisa felt so relieved at Shego's intervention; even if they will have to avoid the Caffé Guerritorefor the next few weeks. She murmured something into her girlfriend's ear. It was now or never. Angela chuckled, then raised an hand.
"Shego! Wait a minute, please!"
The green woman turned back.
Angela cannot stop smiling, amused.
"One last thing. She..."
The girl chuckled again, her laughther one of supreme relief at Luisa being able to thing about such a thing after all that had happened in the last hour. God, she loved her girlfriend' spirit.
"...she would die to know where you took that shirt of yours!"
In Italy, the discrimination is regulated by the Article number 3 of the Constitution, which actually doesn't explicitally speaks of homophobia; the mention of a gender orientation in discrimination on the working place is instead contained into the Legislative Decree of the 9/7/2003.
On October 2nd, 2009, the proposal of gender discrimination as an aggravating circumstance has been proposed, but rejected shortly afterward.
On May 18th, 2011, the proposal has been rejected again by the Parliamentary Justice Commission, with 24 votes versus 17.
On July 26th, 2011, the proposal has been reject a third time.
At the present moment, in Italy a law that regulates the gender-based discrimination is still amiss.