Chapter 2

Kim Possible is sitting on her bed, knees tight against her chest. Just a few hours ago she saw her best friend leave for a long time. At first she was a little sad to see him go, but the feeling was quickly wiped by the joy of being with her boyfriend. Now, with her date finally over she sits alone on her bed, thinking of her friend.

Six month is a long time. Enough to grow up, enough to change, enough to forget. Forget her.

The simple thought of her best friend forgetting her is enough to send a chill down her spine.

This is a new feeling for the hyperactive, overachieving teenager. Fear. She faced villains of every kind in every possible condition and she never even flinched. Yet the thought of not seeing those warm eyes and that goofy smile for such a long time is enough to leave her depressed, tired and scared.

"Damn it. Why am I feeling like this?" Trying to fight the cold sensation she paces back and forth in her room hugging her Pandaroo against her chest. The soft plushy has always managed to bring her a measure of comfort since she was a child. Not this time, though. "This is ridiculous. Ron is not going to forget me. We have been friends for over ten years, certainly he won't forget me that easily." But words are just that. They hold no proof. They bring no reassurance.

The two teens have never been apart from each other for such a long time. The longest was when he went to Camp Wannaweep. What was that? One week? Two? Not nearly the same thing.

"Kimmie?" her mother voice snaps her out of her thoughts. Her head is peeking from the entrance. "Is everything all right?" Ann Possible is not a brain surgeon for nothing. She's smart and she can see when someone isn't behaving as usual. Especially when said person is one of her children.

"Uh. No Mom. Everything's just fine. Why do you ask?" her tone of voice is not nearly firm as necessary and the doctor isn't fooled by it.

"I don't know. Maybe is because you are hugging Pandaroo like your life depends on it. Or maybe is the fact that we'd have to change the floorboards if you keep going like that." Spot on. Kim can't deny her mother words. "Do you want to talk about it? Is this about Josh? Or maybe Ron?"

With a sigh she slumps on her bed, still holding Pandaroo. Her eyes looking down at the stuffed animal.

"It's Ron." No need for further details. Her mother doesn't need anything else to put the picture together. She walks to her daughter, sitting beside her with an arm on her shoulders.

"Missing him already?" She inquires her.

"No. Yes. Sorta. I… I was just thinking. What… what if he doesn't come back?"

"Why shouldn't he come back, Kim?" Ann asks with evident curiously.

"I… he's going to be there for six month. He's going to make new friends and…. I'm sure he was crushing on someone while he was there. What if finds a girlfriend? What if she likes her enough to stay? What if forgets about me?" She rants out everything, even the things she wanted to keep for herself.

Ann Possible is standing on a crossroad. Either she comforts her daughter or she tells her the cold hard truth. Sadly she was never one to lie only to sugarcoat the facts.

"I can see your point. It might happen. Ron is sixteen now and should have an healthy interest in the opposite sex. What is it to you? Even by staying here he might find himself a girlfriend."

"I… I don't think so…" she blurts out. Anne raise an eyebrow at her daughter statement.

"Why not?"

"Uh.. around here he has too much of a reputation… You know with Bonnie always belittling him in public? I don't think he has too many chances in Middleton."

"So… it's a good thing that he went to Japan, right? At least he has a chance now. Shouldn't you be happy for him?"

"I guess. But…"

"But? Do you have feelings for him Kim? Beyond friendship I mean." While the question is pretty much clear for anyone, the concept of having romantical feelings for her best friend is so alien that the meaning flies right over her head.

"What do you mean? What kind of feelings could I have for him?" This question on the other hand reveals to her mother a great deal of things. Her daughter is totally oblivious.

"Like… the feelings you have for Josh?" The question is met by a sputtered answer.

"W-w-What? Are… What…. MOM! There is no way that I think of Ron like that!" The lack of any form of blushing is the proof of her convintion. "Where did that come from? Ron and Josh are nothing alike."

"I couldn't agree with you more on that, Kimmie. Ron and Josh are nothing alike. Think about it." And with that statement and a sigh she gets up from the bed and walk outside the room, leaving a perplexed redhead behind, wondering what exactly she meant by that.

Meanwhile in Japan a jetlagged Ron Stoppable is waiting for someone from Yamanouchi to pick him up. Watching his wristwatch with little patience he doesn't see a shadow approaching him from behind.

"Greetings, Stoppable-san."

"DAAAH!" Surprised by the voice right behind him he turns around to see a familiar Japanese girl "YORI! You scared the beejezus outta me. Don't do it again."

"My apologies, Stoppable-san. I did not mean to scare you." She say bowing slightly. "Welcome back to Japan. How was your trip?"

"Oh. Thanks Yori. It's good to see you too. The ride went well. Slept almost the whole time." He responds sheepishly, scratching his head.

"That's good. I'm glad you accepted our invitation. I must admit it surprised me. I believed you wouldn't leave you friends behind for such a long time." She states with curiosity.

"Yeah, well… things happened and I had to…. Never mind. I'm here now and I'm looking forward to what I can learn here. The badical Japanese sushi is also a good reason to be here. If I don't have to wrestle it from the kitchen lady, that is." Yori musical laughter accompanies her answer.

"Always with the American humor, Stoppable-san. Come now. It's a long way to the school. We better move if we want to be there before the sun sets."

"Too right. I was never fond of walking steep mountain paths at night." He picks his luggage and with Yori besides him he makes his way to the bus stop. Leaving behind the airport he spares a last thought for a redhead teen on the other side of the ocean. So much to do before going back. Clutching the straps of his backpack a little tighter he strengthen his resolve to proceed.

The ride to the mountain path is uneventful and the two teens share a light conversation on very different topics carefully avoiding any conversation on Yamanouchi. It does no good to talk in public of a super secret ninja school training regimen.

"Here we are, Stoppable-san." Dropping the luggage on the ground, the blond headed boy stares at the mountain peak in the distance.

"Yep. Just like I remembered it. Let me guess… It will be our honor to walk, right?"

"Most certainly, Stoppable-san. It is good that you still remember the proper behavior. You will need during your stay here. Let us go now. Sensei is waiting eagerly for your arrival."

"Is he? How so?" In Ron Stoppable book is never a good thing when the principal is waiting for him. It usually means troubles.

"He really looks forward to your training. It has been centuries since the last Monkey Master walked this earth." Then as if she suddenly realizes she said too much. A hand flies to her mouth, covering it.

"Monkey… master?" another things that doesn't spell any good in Ron vocabulary. "Is Monkey Fist around here? Oh, Fuji. Am I cursed? Even here the crazies doesn't leave me alone?"

"No, Stoppable-san. Fiske-teme didn't show himself at Yamanouchi since the last time you have been here." She say in obvious relief, trying to reassure him.

"Ah-whew. Then what is this Monkey *shudder* Master thing?" Not that he really wants to know, but hey, if monkeys are involved it's better to keep your guard up.

"I… believe that it's better if it's Sensei to answers your questions. I'm afraid that I've already said too much." She adds somewhat embarrassed.

"Oh well then.. The sooner we go the sooner we get there." And with that he slams his backpack on his shoulders.

"That's the spirit, Stoppable-san."

"Yori… do me a favor… cut with the Stoppable–san thingy. I'm just Ron, ok?" She looks at him smiling before answering.

"I think I can do that, St… Ron-kun." He smiles back at her as they both walk to the mountain peak and to the school hidden there.

Author Note:

Well fuck. Turns out that I use writing as an outlet for stress and frustration. The downside is that it took a whole week at my job to build up the needed stress to write this chapter after an week long holyday.

Well here it is anyway. I'll try to update this story at least evert two weeks but no promises. Identities is still my main story and I prefer to work on that. By the way I'll try to upload a chapter of that one this weekend. Again no promises.

I've received many request to turn this story in a RonxKimxYori I'll let you reader choose. PM me to vote between a KimxRon or for the RonxKimxYori. I will take into consideration only PMs votes. The reviews aren't made for that.

See ya all.