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Hate and love. Anger and passion. Two sides of the same emotional coin and so intertwined that sometimes there is no difference.

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Inhumanly fast, Shego crouched and leaped at Kim, her blazing fingers curled like claws.

Whenever they fought everything seemed to slow, as if Kim was the only thing that mattered. It was no different this time as Shego soared through the air. She was focused wholly upon her target, yet her battle heightened senses registered so much more. She felt beads of moisture fly from her face, how the flames from her hands mingled with the cool night air, and the deep, excited beat of her heart.

She had missed this, terribly. The adrenaline rush from the heat of battle. And no one brought it out more than her Kimmie. As pissed off as she was, she smiled in anticipation.

Her deadly hands were a hairsbreadth from silk covered flesh when she realized something was wrong. Kim had not moved or adjusted her stance, she was simply standing there with that infuriating smirk on her lips.

NO!

They had fought each other for years and were scarily matched by their eclectic fighting styles. They knew how the other would react even before they had thrown a punch, which way they would move and how they would counter. They were so close, yet Shego had never seriously brought her glow into play. She was not a killer, and few knew that beneath her often angry, belligerent exterior was a conscience.

At the last possible instant the flames covering her hands winked out, and she crashed into Kim.

They ended up on the floor in tangle of arms and legs, with Shego on top. An unbelievable warmth encompassed her thighs as she straddled Kim, her hands gently cradling Kim's head. They were so close … SO CLOSE … their bodies touching in such intimate ways. They locked eyes for a split second, but Shego was running on pure instinct. Kim's nostrils flared in excitement as she was grabbed by the shoulders, offering no resistance as she was bodily lifted up and thrown away.

Shego followed with an incoherent growl, pinning Kim to the wall.

"What're you doing?" Shego snarled. "Fight back!"

Kim just smiled.

Shego glared at her, waiting for some form of attack. All she got was a wild vibrancy dancing in Kim's eyes, those sparkling orbs asking a question she could not fathom. She pushed Kim further up the wall, looking to instigate something … anything … but Kim simply hung there looking back at her.

She can't deny me this!

Shego's nails dug in as she tightened her grip, drawing blood, then she spun and threw Kim across the room. Kim winced in pain as she hit the far wall, but neither did she try and protect herself as Shego came barreling towards her. They came together with considerable force, Shego beyond caring at this point. Eye to eye she glared at Kim, their warm breath mingling from their closeness.

Fuck this SHIT!

Shego wrenched her arm back and threw a flaming punch at Kim's face. Again, Kim did not move, and Shego ended up adjusting and smashing a hole through the wall. Kim didn't even flinch.

"Fight me!"

She was frustrated and it did not make any sense, that Kim was standing there when they could be fighting. This wasn't how her Kimmie behaved. They came together, they fought. It was the one absolute certainty in her life. She battled Kim. Kim battled her. Yin and Yang. Now Kim was changing the dynamic that was at the cornerstone of their relationship. She had already forgotten why she was angry with her, just needing this. Needing the release that only Kim could give her.

You can't do this to me! You can't! "Fight back, dammit!"

"No," Kim said, softly but distinctly.

The simple word thundered through Shego. It was a sucker punch to the gut, and all the anger just drained from her, leaving her cold. She went to step back, but found herself unable to move. A quick glance down showed her Kim's bare thigh wrapped around her waist, holding her in place. She stared. Kim's dress had fallen away to expose the full-length of her leg, and Shego became aware of the soft warmth of Kim's body as they stood pressed against each other.

She had not thought when she attacked, she had just reacted. And now here she was, tricked, trapped, and holding Kim as tight as she was being held herself. A shiver ran up and down her spine. Saw it arc across to Kim where it formed a matching response.

"Kimmie…?"

"Hey," Kim replied.

"Why–"

"Won't I fight you?"

Shego's nodded in the affirmative. It was good question. Simple yet neutral in its connotations. As for why she hadn't pushed herself away, she could dwell on that later.

"I like you, Shego, and I want to get to know you so much more."

Shego's deadpan stare of 'doy' spoke louder than any words. Kim grinned in response, her hands slipping from Shego's shoulders down to her waist. Shego stiffened in response, but neither did she relax her hold.

"I love fighting you, too. As much as you do me," Kim said. "And I've put it all together."

"Put what together? Us? There is no us, Kimmie!"

She had meant to sound strong, confident, yet she could hear the lack of conviction in her voice. That she was still holding onto Kim said way too much. She had never thought about it in the past, the two of them being this close. It had simply been part and parcel of her job. Now here they were, in sexy dresses, and with her skin tingling from their contact. That she had spent the better part of the evening keeping Kim at a safe distance wasn't lost on her, but letting Kim run free was not an option. This was the lesser of two evils.

Shego adjusted her stance, twitching as Kim's fingers playfully wandered down onto her backside.

"Don't!" Shego snapped, hoiking those wayward hands back up and holding them in place. Kim rolled her eyes, clearly unapologetic.

"There's always been an us," Kim said, ignoring Shego's glare. "It took your centerfold and a party to drive it home."

"Party?" Shego inquired, curiosity getting the better of her.

"Oh, just an end of semester fancy dress party, no big," Kim replied with overdone innocence. "My friend went as you, and she had me dress up as Kim Possible. It was fun, in a cheesy sorta way. Then we did some play fighting and," she dropped her head, her cheeks lighting up, " I, uh, ended up… boinkingherbrainsout. A lot. Over the next week."

Shego blinked. That Kim had almost sworn was startling enough, that she'd had wild sex with someone done up as her was a real shock. She tightened her grip on Kim's hands, knowing that something was coming.

"Picture all our battles, Shego. All of them!" Kim said, her voice filled with passion and certainty. "They way we talked and smiled, and even laughed as we tried to take each other down. All our friendly banter, your nicknames for me, and my happy rejoinders. It was all foreplay, and the hot, sweaty, intense fighting was the sex!"

Shego opened her mouth to snap a reply then slammed it shut, Kim's words sinking in.

"We've been sleeping together for years, Shego, we just never realized it!"

You're so wrong! Shego thought, but the seed of doubt had been planted.

She replayed their last big fight in her head so she could refute Kim's statement, but all she could picture was a big, happy smile on her face and the joy she had felt as she held Kim close. Their next fight was the same, and the one before that. Her arms dropped to her sides as she searched further back, eyes darting about in remembrance.

She can't be… right?

No matter what she brought up, it was all there. Every battle revealed the same sexy, incriminating tale. They came together, they fought, and … she flirted; Kim flirting right back. Even their epic fight at the Bermuda Triangle Casino only brought up images of Kim's bare legs and the flash of her panties as she cartwheeled about the room in that dress. It was all superseded by the adrenaline high, the need, as they clashed. She could almost feel it, how it culminated in an intense, almost euphoric high as one of them bested the other.

No…! No, no, no, no, no! It can't be true! But it was, betrayed by her own memories. The Gordian knot of her life sliced apart to reveal the hidden truth trapped beneath.

"Hey, it's okay. It was a shock for me too," Kim said.

Shego's wide eyes focused back on Kim.

"Princess…?"

"So, surprise and happy anniversary!"

Uh?

"Tonight's also our eight year anniversary, since we first met."

Shego slowly blinked, it helped. "The… nano-tick."

"You remember?"

"Of course, how could I forget?"

Kim's smile lit up the room, and Shego found herself slowly returning it. She was down the rabbit hole and had swallowed the red pill, but she could still appreciate Kim's happiness. Besides, it was going to take some time to digest everything. To suddenly find out that you have been lusting after the fairer sex for most of your adult life was quite a shock.

"And that's why I'm not gonna fight you," Kim said.

Shego breathed in sharply as Kim slid a hand up and along her arm, a dexterous thumb caressing her neck. The touch was electric, goosebumps racing along her body as Kim's sultry gaze bored into her.

"Because tonight, Shego, I'm after the real thing!" She stretched up on tiptoes, looking Shego in the eyes. "So, if you wanna fight me? Then fight me!"

Kim's meaning came through crystal clear. Sex. The trap finally sprung.

The word 'no' was on Shego's lips, yet it remained unsaid. Even though a part of her cried out to take up Kim's challenge. She had never backed down from a fight with Kim. Never. Her hand twitched, wanting to throw a punch, but what was the point … their battlefield had forever changed. It didn't help that she would never be able to look at Kim the same way again.

She needed time to process, everything. Still, a part of her wondered if it would be as fiery and incandescent as when their bodies slammed together in the heat of battle.

"Kimmie…"

"Yes?" Kim replied as she lowered her leg, their bodies moving against each other's in the nicest possible way.

"I–"

It was suddenly too warm in the restroom, and all the heat came from that small, lithe body she was pressed up against. Deep down she knew Kim had won, but she still refused to concede. It would never be that simple and easy between them.

Kim bit her lip as she glanced down, but when she looked back up her face was determined.

Shego's heart skipped a beat. No!

Neither broke their gaze as Kim cupped a pale green cheek.

Say no!

Kim curled her fingers in raven-black hair as she searched Shego's face, gauging her reaction. She inched forwards, her warm, excited breath mixing with Shego's

Just fucking say n–

Shego's world exploded as soft lips tenderly captured her own, all warmth and sensation and desire.

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Shego's eyes closed in surrender, lost in the moment. She was too hot, her entire body burning where they touched. Those lips like molten fire, a blazing heat that seared through her. She tightened her grip, the kiss soft yet dominant. Needy yet playful. All she could have hoped for, and more. She had never been kissed like this. Champagne be damned. It was special. Too soon it was over, and she almost growled as the warmth left her, those enticing lips moving away as the kiss was broken.

They rested their foreheads together, both breathing heavily. No words spoken as they simply let the moment be.

I… kissed a girl, Shego thought, her heart thundering away in her chest. It was more than that, though. Her eyes fluttered open to stare at the person in her arms. I kissed… Kimmie!

She gently traced the edge of Kim's face, a thrill running through her as Kim leaned into her touch.

"Spankin!" Kim eventually whispered, her eyes opening.

They looked at each other, villain and hero finally together as one. Shego wondered what was going through Kim's mind, because she knew what was going on in her own. Feelings, those nasty little things she refused to have, especially with anyone she was fucking. Now, here they were, and for a woman no less.

"There! See? Nothing special!" Shego said, deliberately playing down what had happened.

Kim raised an eyebrow, challenge accepted.

Uh-Oh! Shego thought.

~o~

A wild spark flared in Kim's eyes, burning with an intensity that Shego had never seen before. Kim spun her about and pressed her against the wall, a wicked smile gracing her lips. She surged against Shego, gripping her face, their lips crashing together as she conveyed all her pent up desires.

A low moan echoed from Shego's throat as dexterous hands roamed over body, caressing and exploring her soft curves and toned muscles. Senses on fire, she opened herself to Kim, letting out a muffled moan of bliss as she circled Kim's warm tongue with her own. She returned the tactile assault, her fingers running up Kim's thighs and over her ass, then up and along her bare back. Kim felt so good in her arms, so different, a thrill tingling along her spine.

Kimmie!

Kim's petite frame belied the strength within, and she slipped her hands under Shego's backside and lifted her up, carrying her across the room and dropping her on the marble counter.

"I want you, now!" Kim's said.

Shego's eyes shot open at the husky demand.

Sex. With Kimmie. Here?

She wasn't some blushing virgin, and sex in a restroom didn't even make it into her top ten public places. It was just … Kim. She still pictured her as an innocent high school girl. It would take some time to adjust to this confident, sexually aggressive young woman.

Adroit teeth captured Shego's earlobe and her hesitancy flew out the window.

While she had never been with a woman, she knew the rough idea. Any modern girl did. Though she still refused to believe that anything could take the place of a nice hard cock. Luckily she was a quick learner, because there was no way she was going to let Kim have all the fun. She shuddered as Kim dropped to her knees, hands diving under her dress to caress along her bare thighs. Kim sprang back to her feet, and Shego wrapped her long legs around her as they returned to kissing the life out of each other.

Shego found the simple clasp to Kim's dress, the latch opening. Oh yes, they were indeed about to have sex.

There was a polite knock on the restroom door, then Alphonse said, "Miss Possible, is everything okay?"

Kim let out a high pitched whine of frustration. So cute.

You've gotta be fucking kidding me? Shego silently railed.

Kim pulled away with great reluctance, her teeth tugging on blacks lips as she went.

"We're fine," Kim called out. She turned her lustful gaze back to Shego. "Barely." She snagged one of Shego's hands and kissed a fingertip. "My place, later?"

"We'll see," Shego replied. She controlled her breathing and slid off the counter, swiftly holding onto the edge as her wobbly legs almost collapsed beneath her. Geez, we've barely done anything and I'm a mess!

Kim pouted as she stepped away, then grinned. "Ohh, Shego?"

"What?"

"To the victor goes the spoils!" She held up a pair of lacy black panties, breathing in deeply from the sexy underwear.

How tha–? "How the hell did you get my–"

"Anything's possible for a Possible!"

With a wink and a happy laugh Kim darted from the room, leaving behind a very annoyed and perplexed Shego.

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I'm sure by now you're all used to my slow updates, but this time I had a good excuse. Really, I did. If you didn't notice, I wrote and posted a prequel story involving Kim at university. It's called 'A Good day to Rise' and is the reason there was a slightly longer delay than normal. It was lotsa fun to write.

Things were about to get hot and heavy, then Alphonse shows up and ruins everything once again. Maybe he's a secret Global Justice agent, there to make sure nothing happens between our two girls. How's that for a conspiracy theory?

One to two chapters left in this story, but the summer heat is here. And soon family visiting for Christmas. Fingers crossed I can get some writing done.

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