~o0o~

They ate in silence, Shego warily watching Kim. She was adamant that Kim would not be getting that close again, the girl was just too talented in getting her to drop her guard. The 'almost kiss' continued to buzz and pop in the back of her mind until she was dizzy, though it didn't help any that she continued to pick at it. She wracked her brains for what to say, and for the first time she looked for a diplomatic solution. Her usual 'Fuck off! I'm not interested!' was clearly out of the question. Not that Kim would listen to her, anyway. Come to think of it, had she actually tried an emphatic no.

Eventually, the smugness radiating from Kim got the better of her.

"You're enjoying this way too much," Shego grumbled.

"Mmhm," Kim replied.

"You caught me off guard, is all. It meant nothing!"

"If you say so."

Geezus, she's infuriating! "I know so. Nothing's gonna to happen between us, so drop it."

The devilish little chuckle from Kim made Shego want to hit something, or someone. She ground her teeth as she focused back on her meal, the filet mignon absolutely delicious. Devouring a mouthful, she sighed in happiness, almost forgetting her troublesome dinner date for a moment. That Kim was gay she was coming to terms with, then another thought intervened.

How long has she had these feelings? Was she into me when we were still fighting? A shiver ran through her and she pushed it down. Doesn't matter! I'm not goin' down that easily! She paused while cutting her steak, the unwanted image flashing before her eyes; Kim against her bedroom wall as she dropped to her knees before her…

She silently groaned that Kim's playfulness was affecting her this way.

She's not gettin' her hands on my ass without a fight! Argh! No! Not getting, at all!

She chewed slowly, reminiscing on their past for some perspective. They had always fought hard, yet almost from the beginning there had been a mutual respect between the two of them. She had gone so far as to save Kim's life on more than one occasion. Kim returning the favor by helping out her brothers, and more. Then there was the attitudinator incident. Out of the whole world to hide in she had chosen Middleton, because of Kim, and ended up bonding with the girl in ways that she had never expected. Kim's youthful charms impossible to resist as they ended up getting their nails and eyebrows done, going to movies, and talking long into the night as they lay on the bed together.

She's doing it to me again, she thought, her knife pausing in midair. She shivered, and this time there was no denying the thrill of the feeling. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to run, yet she didn't. Yeah, she's being a royal pain in the ass with the whole seduction thing, but…

She couldn't lie to herself, this was by far the most fun she'd had all year. She had missed her Kimmie. Speaking of such, she glanced up, Kim quietly eating away, those intense olive-green eyes never leaving her.

"Oh, stop that!" Shego huffed, though her voice had lost its edge.

"Stop what?" Kim quietly replied.

"Undressing me with your eyes. Stop it!"

"Oh? And how would you like me to undress you, then?"

Shego refused to rise to the bait, stabbing a piece of steak with her fork and popping it into her mouth. She had a sudden bout of intuition, knowing that they would end up back at her place no matter how much she protested. There would of course be alcohol as they sat and talked, and then something would be said as delicate fingers caressed…

Fuck! "Look, what do I have to do to derail this idiotic notion of yours? Convince you that I'm a bad idea?" Shego said, changing tactics and desperately changing her line of thought.

"You can't. You're the best idea I've ever had."

Shego glared across the table, but there was no way of breaking through Kim's heroic optimism.

"But why?" she asked, needing to know. "You know I'm not into girls, and you've got a whole world - I'm sure - of willing, beautiful women to choose from, so why me?" Good. Yes. Get her talking.

Kim put down her cutlery and stared into the distance as she gathered her thoughts. There was a vibrancy in her eyes, one that only Shego ever got to see whenever they went toe-to-toe. It was a special reminder of their past together and of how much they had shared even as villain and hero.

Kimmie's gay and hitting on me! Shego thought as she shook her head. I'm so livin' in the Twilight Zone. An hour ago she had known what her night entailed, and now… Know what? She's still MY Princess, and her wanting to fuck me changes nothing! A wicked smile crossed her lips. Hell, I'll use it to my advantage! After all, she owes me four years' worth of sparring practice and I've got a lotta pent up–

"I think I've always liked you, in a way," Kim said, her gaze returning to Shego. "You were my nemesis, yet you kissed me. Even saved my life. Then you were my teacher, and we fell asleep together. Let's not forget the two of us saving the world, hand in hand. So much happened between us, around us, yet no matter our differences we always ended up with each other."

Shego frowned at Kim's oversimplification of their lives, but there was also a strange sense to her logic.

"I didn't put it together until after Ron and I'd broken up. He… hurt me more than words can express, yet beneath it all I was free for the first time in my life. Global Justice was never going to have me. Same went for guys." She dropped her head, the cutest little blush lighting up her cheeks. "After my first time with a girl, I… sorta became insatiable. I tore through the Uni like a sexual tornado." She looked up. "I found I had a type, you know? Can you guess?" She smiled when Shego shook her head. "Tall, athletic, with green eyes and long dark hair. Ring any bells?"

Shego swallowed at the intensity of Kim's gaze, those heartfelt words delving deep into her soul. While growing up she had often dreamed of Prince Charming riding in on a magnificent white horse to carry her away. Then the meteor had shattered her youthful illusions. Now here she was all grown up, with Kim's offer of more than just friends melting away barriers she didn't even know she had erected.

Or was she just overthinking this?

I'm just… horny, is all. Bloody champagne doesn't help either! She would have to find some guy, most likely another in a long line of disappointments, and get this itch scratched. And I'm jealous! Jealous that Kimmie feels this way. Geez, I'm pathetic!

In fact, when was the last time she had felt alive…

She found her gaze settling on Kim.

"It made me realize what deep down I'd always known, that it was you!" Kim continued. "That it has always been you!" A lump formed in Shego's throat as the confidence Kim had exuded all night deflated a little, the girl showing a hint of tentativeness as she reached out for a pale green hand. "So here I am, back to win your heart."

Shego looked down at their entwined fingers, a shiver running through her. "Princess–"

"Do you ever think about that kiss?"

"No!" Shego instantly replied, though her face screamed liar. She thanked her lucky stars that Kim was lost in her own thoughts and not paying her any attention.

"I do! Gods, do I ever! And now here you are, so close."

Kim stretched out a leg, gently stroking her toes along Shego's calf. Shego gave a half-hearted stomp at the action, but the offending foot was already gone.

"Kimmie, if you were anyone else!"

"But I'm not just anyone else, am I? Not too you!" She squeezed Shego's hand. "And that makes all the difference. Plus, I have seen you naked."

"You bloody well have not!" Shego snapped, pulling her hand away.

"Hello? Miss July and Centerfold of the Year in a certain adult men's magazine!"

Uhh…

Kim leaned forwards, her eyes going smoky. "Gotta say, I'm a big fan of that cute little beauty spot on your–"

"Hey!"

~o~

Their dinner continued, Shego once again stewing in silence.

So I bared everything in a magazine, it's not like it's MY fault Kimmie was ogling me?

Her photoshoot had been one of the highlights of the past few years, but never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that Kim Possible would be leering at the glossy results. She silently cursed her overactive imagination, because it was plainly obvious what Kim had gotten up to while alone with those pictures. In a different time and place she would have enjoyed teasing Kim, but not tonight.

She finished her meal and let out a put-upon sigh. She was exceptionally intelligent, far more than most people realized, and she knew what her fantasies involving Kim meant, that on some level she was interested. There was also the spark between them. It was almost palpable, and she had sensed it the moment Kim had walked in the room. That slinky, silken dress didn't help much either with the amount of tanned flesh it bared. How it revealed as much of Kim's toned body as it hid. It would be so easy to sink her teeth into that neck, her hands caressing along…

"You, stay there! Don't even think of following me!" Shego snapped as she quickly stood up.

Kim responded by poking out her tongue. Shego rolled her eyes and stomped away, grumbling to herself about dresses and immature hero's.

It wasn't running away, she was simply pulling back to regroup.

~o~

Shego slumped against the restroom door as it closed behind her, safe at last. A few steps forwards and she rested her hands on the marble counter, staring into the mirror. It was a stranger's face that looked back, one filled with doubt.

Dammit, she's got me so fuckin' off-balance! But can I... really like her like... that?

An arm trembled with barely contained emotions as she resisted smashing a hole in the wall.

Is she… what I'm missing?

The silent question hung in the air, almost too momentous to comprehend. She closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against the glass, the coolness of the surface helping. Her thoughts spun out of control, the beating of her heart thundering away in her chest. She loved to deepthroat, enjoyed her sex rough and hard and especially in her ass because of her healing powers, yet imagining herself with a girl just seemed so … different. Softer. Gentler.

I can't sleep with Kimmie, can I? She took in a slow, deep breath and let it out, but the feeling was still there. Kim's seduction had cracked her impenetrable armor. Am I really considering this…? Can I…? An eternity of indecision passed in the blink of an eye before she gently shook her head. No, it's too much. I can't!

She splashed some water on her face, then heard door open behind her. She didn't turn. She didn't need too. It could only be–

I warned ya ta stay OUT!

She spun, her hands encased in boiling, crackling plasma, but the swear words died on her lips.

It wasn't Kim.

The unknown woman let out a small shriek then backpedaled from the restroom as quickly as she could, falling to the floor and scrabbling to get away.

Shego snorted as she doused her flames, then chuckled, a full on laugh escaping her as she turned back to the mirror.

I still have it, no matter what Kimmie–

"I love it that you're playing hard to get, but you still owe me a kiss," Kim said from behind.

Shego stiffened, then looked back over her shoulder. There was Kim, leaning against the door and without a worry in the world. To top it all off she had that possessive little smile that she had been flaunting all evening.

"A kiss?" Shego growled.

"One innocent… little… kiss," Kim said as she tucked a few loose strands of hair back behind an ear. "If you're not scared, that is?" She took a step forwards, an eyebrow raised in challenge.

They were the wrong words at the wrong time, or maybe the right. Shego's lips curled in a snarl as she saw red. The offer was a trap and she knew it, but she did not care. She had been pushed, prodded and played with all evening and now she'd had enough. The temperature in the room spiked as her hands erupted in green flames, the flickering glow casting strange shadows across the walls.

Inhumanly fast she crouched and leapt, fingers curled like claws.

~o0o~

Oh noes, whatever will our hero do?

I have been trying to keep this story lighthearted, but eventually Shego was going to explode. Don't tell me you didn't expect it at some point? There was also going to be some deep thinking from her as well, though I tried to keep it on the lighter side of angst.

To conclude. Kim revealed some more. Shego started to cave then recovered. And now our two girls need to kiss and make up. Unfortunately, flaming hands of death!

~o0o~