Chapter 6: Kim vs. Ron, Film at 11…
"Let's go." Ron said, with no malice, though there was an underlying tone of excited nervousness. Kim nodded and set her face. No emotion would show, though inside, Kim was a bundle of nerves.
'You do realize,' her 'voice' told her, 'that he has seen all of your moves and could probably counter them, as that demonstration showed us…' Kim mentally shook the thoughts and nervousness out of her head and started circling around each other, sizing each other up. Monique was sitting away from the two combatants, wishing that she had a video recorder to tape this. Eyes widening in a sudden revelation, Monique grabbed the kimmunicator and keyed the transmit button.
"Hey Ki… Monique?! To what do I owe the honor of you calling?" Wade asked, a little surprised to see her on his screen.
"Wade, do you have a record function in this gizmo?" Monique asked impatiently, looking back to Kim and Ron.
"Yeah, of course. But…" Wade got cut off by Monique's frantic turning of the kimmunicator to Kim and Ron.
"You better record this because I don't think you will ever see this again."
Saying nothing, Wade started recording what he thought was going to be the smack down of the century. Boy was he wrong.
Ron knew that whoever was going to throw the first punch would put their all into it. He really didn't want to hurt Kim, but he also wanted to show her that he could take care of himself in situations that she couldn't handle. Concentrating on her movement, Ron idly noted that she looked like a sleek feline predator, ready to pounce. He also wouldn't mind if he was going to get pounced on, though he would like the circumstances to be different. Seeing the telltale tightening of Kim's legs, the fight began.
Somersaulting end over end Kim quickly closed the gap between Ron and herself. Getting to within striking distance, Kim did a handspring and snap kicked her right leg toward Ron; aiming for his shoulder trying to knock him off balance. Ron put his left forearm up and leaned into the kick, bracing himself and pushing Kim off balance, toward the ground. Kim landed on the ground with both hands and her right knee bracing her, while redirecting the momentum into a side heel kick. Ron bent backward into a crab stance, avoiding Kim's foot. Seeing her left leg exposed, Ron kicked her thigh, flipping her over onto her back. Flipping back up onto his hands and feet, Ron jumped into the air, trying to land on Kim to pin her. Kim avoided that by rolling backwards and getting into the same 4 point position that Ron was in.
"Impressive, but you need to do better than that Ron!" Kim said, looking a bit worn.
"I could say the same thing; I at least got you on your back." Ron retorted, smirking all the while. Kim's face turned red. Both mad and blushing, she got up and brushed off a little of the grass on her clothes.
"You'll regret saying that, Monkey boy." She teased for the comment that Ron shot her. Ron's smirk fell away.
"Make me regret it." Ron said, taunting Kim a little.
All the while that this is going on, Monique and Wade were sitting in rapt attention, Wade snacking on some popcorn while Monique was in awe of the prowess Kim had, and what Ron had gained.
Both Kim and Ron were trading blows with blocks, not really aiming to get each other hurt. For Ron, this was heaven for him. 'It finally feels like I can protect Kim!' Ron thought excitedly. 'I only hope she doesn't take it too far. God only knows what would happen…' He ducked a spinning crescent kick that whipped over his head. He responded with a leg sweep that Kim avoided by flipping over it when her right foot touched the ground and used the momentum to avoid him. Kim came at Ron fiercely with a flurry of jabs, palm strikes, and uppercuts. Ron, on the other hand, deflected them deftly, except for the last punch, which he grabbed Kim and spun her around, putting her in a modified bear hug and restricting the use of her arms to get out.
Ron whispered huskily into Kim's right ear, not knowing that she had a sensitive spot behind her earlobe that he was breathing on.
"You know, I could get used to holding you like this," he boldly commented while Kim was thrashing about wildly. His comment finally registered and she stood stock still, acutely feeling Ron's arms around her. She finally broke out of her stupor, tucked down, and managed to flip Ron onto the grass. Kim got into the opportune position of rolling on top of him, breaking free from his grasp, and sitting on top of his chest. Having the wind knocked out of him, Ron needed a few seconds to recover. For Kim, that was all she needed. She grabbed Ron's left arm and tried to get him into a submission hold with Kim holding his arm fully extended and her legs pinning his chest so that he couldn't move. Ron, sensing what Kim was about to do, rolled right on top of her, pinning her to the ground.
"Do you yield?" Ron asked, happily. Though he was surprised how much of a fight Kim put up. No wonder when she fights with Shego, it looks like something out of a knock down, drag out kung fu movie.
Growling, Kim wasn't going to let anyone beat her, even though Ron was her partner. To be honest with herself, she was quite impressed that Ron could keep up with her. Then to have him whisper in her ear like that… that sent a pleasant shock through her body. Though her innate sense of kimness wouldn't allow her to be defeated, it felt good knowing that she wouldn't have to worry about Ron as much. Back to her present situation, Kim was still struggling to get away from Ron, when an idea popped into her mind. A crazy, underhanded sneaky rat fink of an idea, but a good one none the less. Kim broke finally broke out of Ron's bear hug, amazed that he had such strength, and shuffled away from him to get some distance.
Ron on the other saw this as an opportunity to press his advantage. Running to close the gap Kim had created for herself, Ron ran in a bull rush toward Kim. Kim responded by shooting a strong finger jab to where Ron's eyes would have been. Except Ron, at the last second, jumped into the air and flipped over Kim, avoiding the strike and getting behind her. Grabbing her shoulder, he got Kim off balance and pulled her in to an embrace, his knee gently on her lower back, arms around her lower sides and her pulled into what seemed like a dip from a tango dance step.
Ron was surprised and elated that his maneuver worked, but was worried in what he saw in Kim's eyes. Her emerald eyes were sparkling with thinly veiled mischievousness.
"So Kim, how did I do?"
While Ron was occupied with the situation at hand, Kim put her plan into action. Seeing Ron's hesitation, Kim's eyelids lowered seductively, put her hands on his hips, raised her head, and kissed Ron squarely on the lips.
Ron's mind, elated that he could fight on the same level as Kim, went into hyper drive and then into lockdown as he froze, basking in the feeling of Kim's lips on his. Since he wasn't paying attention, Kim got out of his hold, dropped to the ground, put both of her feet on his chest, and kicked out sending Ron flying back, having him land facing into the sky, the sun putting a myriad of reds and oranges into the air. Kim brushed herself off again and walked over to where Ron was laying, almost catatonically, staring into the sky. Giving him a cursory check to see he was alright, Kim put her right index finger on his nose.
"You did alright, though next time, return the kiss. Oh, I win."
With that, she walked off, putting a little more sway into her hips as she walked to where Monique was. Seeing her and the kimmunicator showing Wade in her hand, Kim picked up her gear and walked off, smirking to herself.
"Wade," Monique asked perplexed at what just happened, seeing Ron with a grin from ear to ear, and Kim looking like she's on top of the world, "WHAT in the world was that?!"
"Well, if I'm reading the readings from Ron and Kim's Bio-readouts from their chips…" Wade said, his hands typing on various keyboards and eyes flying from one monitor to the next.
"Yeah?" Monique pushed, wanting the answer as soon as she caught up to Kim and could blindside her with questions about what happened.
"Ummm…" Wade blushed, turning his skin into a dark mix of brown and red, "foreplay."
From a secluded spot near the top of the bleachers, a lone figure, camouflaged by the shadows from the setting sun and the announcer's box, spied what happened with the fight between the two friends. Chattering animatedly, the figure leaped from its perch, scurrying to its master, only a flash of a prehensile tail, giving a clue to whatever animal it was.
Monique was panting from running all the way to the girls locker rooms when she saw Kim coming out in her street clothes. Closing the door, Kim didn't see her friend until she was bearing down on her.
"Okay, what just happened back there was SO not the norm, girl! After all the guys that have tried to kiss you, you go and initiate for the first time! With RON! Your best friend and sidekick. What changed? … Was it good?" Monique was breathless after the torrent of questions that flowed out of her. Kim didn't say anything just yet, framing her answer, but frowning when Monique mentioned Ron and 'sidekick' in the same sentence.
"First Mon," Kim finally responded back starting to walk to the door, "Ron is my partner. Second, well…" Kim blushed, thinking back to the fight. "You know how a good looking guy gets us hot under the collar?"
"Yeah, you more so than me, and Ron fills that quite well if the peanut gallery may add." Monique quipped.
"Well, imagine for me the elation that I can cut loose with whatever I do and I won't hurt him. I couldn't do that with Josh, or Brick, or any of the other guys because they would either run away or get their ego hurt and try to outdo me, but not Ron." Repressed but excited emotion was slipping into her voice as the duo walked back to the field to collect their vapid-minded and totally flabbergasted companion.
"He respects me and knows that I am my own person and that whatever we do will not endanger the teamwork that we have worked so hard to build." Kim sighed, wistfully replaying the fight in her minds' eye. Monique saw the far away stare and pouted. 'If this is what she is gonna do,' Monique thought exasperated at Kim's antics, 'when Ron comes into play, I may as well find a large, heavy object to whap her over the head. This is ridiculous, even for her!' Monique looked her friend over for any trouble spots to fix. She saw one and grinned like the Cheshire cat when she saw it. Silently giggling, Monique walked next to Kim when she came back from her 'happy place'.
Looking to her left and seeing Monique slowly turn red from holding something in, Kim turned and faced her.
"What pray tell is so funny?" Kim asked seeing her friend almost doubled over in hysterics.
"Well," Monique breathed in heavily, catching her breath, "you either splashed a bit too much water on your face in the bathroom and it got onto your pants, or Rom must have really gotten to you." Monique couldn't hold it any longer. She started laughing like there was no tomorrow. This was prime blackmail material. Kim on the other hand looked down to where Monique pointed out her "problem" and her face turned red as a tomato. Sprinting back for yet another change of clothing, Monique yelled to her rapidly retreating friend,
"I'll make sure that he gets home safely!"
Kim was so mortified that she didn't hear a word.
Ron finally came to about 15 minutes after the "fight" had ended, and boy what an ending! 'I can't believe she kissed me, of all the dirty, rotten, underhanded…' That is when Ron's train of thought made a sharp 90 degree turn to the right. 'She …kissed…me. She kissed me…'
"BOOYAH!!!" Ron shot into the air about 10 feet, not realizing that his emotions were fueling the mystical monkey power maturing within him. Landing and panting slightly, Ron saw the silhouette of a female coming closer to him. Hoping that it was Kim, Ron ran with abandon to the figure stopping short as he saw Monique's visage as he came close.
"Thought I was Kim for a minute?" She asked.
Ron nodded, getting into lockstep with her as Monique led him back to the front of the school. He didn't trust his mouth to say the correct things at the moment.
"Look, Kim is a bit indisposed at the moment, so I'll tell her to expect you at her house for whatever "secret-spy" thing you both you have set up this weekend, okay? Though if I didn't know better, I would be suggesting that you both are going to some secret rendezvous for some alone time." Before Ron could argue that, Monique held up her hand for a reprieve. "I know that isn't the case, but if something were to happen along the way, I'm glad that you two have something in common." She smiled at him, putting Ron at ease.
"Thanks Mo. I'm just worried that I'm going to mess it up like most every thing else I've happen to do in my short, yet exciting life." Ron softly spoke, giving voice to the self conscious fears that permeate through his psyche on a daily basis.
Monique slapped her right hand hard on Ron's chest, breaking him out of spiraling down into another self-induced pity party. Her tone got a little rougher as she spoke her next words.
"You listen here Ron. I know you love that girl. Heck! You went to the Amazon to get her a rare flower so that she wouldn't disappear completely. You also saved her and the cheerleader squad from Gill and the crazed guy in the skunk suit! Stop bagging on yourself and get on with it. You apparently have a crazy grasp of martial arts and you would have won if Kim hadn't kissed you." Monique narrowed her eyes at Ron. "You did like that, didn't you?"
Ron had a goofy smile appear on his face. Monique nodded, satisfied.
"Good, let's get you home lover boy." Both teens walked home, satisfied at the events of the day.
The spy that saw the fight between Ron and Kim arrived at the lair its master was currently in, somewhere on the outskirts of Lowerton. Reporting in the gibberish that only his master could respond to, the monkey spy finished his report and went back to its cohorts waiting in the shadows.
Pondering on what the monkey told him, Monkey fist paced back and forth, upside down on the aptly named monkey bars that crossed the room. 'So my nemesis has gained control of his latent powers. Well in the local patois "I must step up my A-game." Time for my operative to get his revenge.' Monkey fist jumped off the bars and went to a computer console and punched in a code, sending a coded signal to a cell phone half a world away. Waking up to the tone, the figure read the text displayed on the screen face, read the message, and smiled.
"Now I can get my revenge on the outsider gaijin and take my place back at Yamanuchi." All throughout the night, maniacal laughter could be heard from the room in a back alley motel in the heart of Japan.
A/N: won't be updating for a while. The military calls. I also apologize for not updating timely, life has a way of getting in the way.