Author's Note: Well, here I am again. I'm still not sure just what I want to keep this going, but my inspiration has not yet run its course, if anyone wants to pitch an idea or five at me, I'd appreciate it.

Through the rumbling of the motorcycle, Kim could still feel the slight movement of Shego's breathing as she held tightly to her girlfriend. She never drove this fast on her own, this pedal-to-the-metal breakneck speed that Shego always used. To Kim, it always seemed as though Shego were trying to prove something, if only to herself. That she could drive that fast and emerge unscathed.

In front of her girl, Shego was squinting in order to see more clearly through the driving wind. She'd forgotten her sunglasses that normally resided on the neck of her shirt. She cursed inwardly and opened the throttle more, absolutely blasting through the residential areas of Middleton. She was running late, not for herself, she was not required to be at work for another hour, but for Kim, whom she refused to make tardy because she had not left her apartment in time. She often did that actually, speeding to atrocious levels because she hit her snooze button one too many times.

As the school came into sight, Shego slowed down to a respectable level so that she would not get pulled over by the police that were invariably patrolling the area. The worst was officer Raneri, who showed no mercy to anyone who was so much as one point over the twenty miles per hour limit. She pulled into the curved street that served as the drop-off point for students and put her kickstand down. "This is your stop." She said, smirking again, "Now get the hell off my bike."

Kim rolled her eyes and poked Shego in the side in order to get the older woman to turn around on her seat. "Only if you make me." She said, and pulled the helmet off, allowing her fiery air to fall free once more. Shego smirked a little wider and got off the bike, then lifted Kim and set her on the sidewalk as though she were little more than a child. This was a daily occurrence, one that amused both participants to no end.

"Get to class, since I'm not about to pick you up after detention." Shego said, shooing the girl off while putting her helmet back on, then paused, "Practice after school?" She asked, making sure she had her schedule set.

"Yep, I'll be here until five-thirty." Kim replied, smiling broadly. "Are you going to kidnap me from my family after that?"

"Doy." Shego said, gunning the engine. "Why else would I have asked?"

"Spankin'!" Kim said, and blew Shego a playful kiss as she ran into the building, off to her homeroom.

As she left, Shego shook her head and gunned the engine once more in her typical farewell, the bike was so loud that Kim was sure to hear it. She had to get ready for work, and wear that ridiculous blue security uniform. At least the job paid well enough that she did not have to rely on anyone, and not for the first time, Shego wondered just what life would be like had she not dropped out of high school a year ago. She was almost nineteen and was working as a security guard, a job with very little upward mobility. But she'd been stubborn and refused to believe that schooling was any real good in the real world. Before actually going to work, she decided to stop at the mall and get something she'd been eyeing for a while, and had been saving her extra funds that were not used to furnish her relationship with Kim for. She turned the key and brought her helmet in with her, reflecting the whole time on the recent happenings of her life.

It had been when Shego was still in highschool for their first introduction. Kim had somehow managed to get detention, whereas Shego had made her home there. She was sitting in the back of the room, staring at the clock and willing it to just turn faster, when Kim had stepped in front of her, blocking her view.

"You make a much better door than a window, Red." She had said, "Get the hell out of my sight." Kim had not moved, and Shego glared at her. "I said: 'Move.'"

"No." Kim had said, and instead pulled up a seat directly in front of her. "You and I have to talk." That perked her attention. What could the world-saving cheerleader want with her? She had thought, but she feigned carelessness.

"About what?" Shego asked, "About me ripping out your buffoon a new one when he bumped into me? He should have been paying attention." She stated matter-of factly, and pulled out a nail-file, shaping her nails were far more elegant than most people would think.

"I was going to talk to you about what you did to Monica." Kim retorted, not backing down, "You broke her heart." Her expression faltered as she remembered the tears that her fellow cheerleader had come to her with, and how she had had to be the one to calm her down. This… witch… had absolutely played her. "And I want to know where you get off hurting people for fun." Alright, that was a little bold for her. But hey, she was a Possible, she could do anything.

Shego stood swiftly, getting within inches of Kim's face, and putting on her best act, "Listen Princess, I don't know what line Monica fed you, but I never did anything that she didn't want." She smirked lasciviously, "And she's the one who cheated on me. I'm a lotta things, Red, a raging lesbo, a slacker, but among my stellar attributes is loyalty. I refuse to put up with that kind of bullshit in my relationships." That certainly caught the red-head's attention, and she backed off immediately, her eyes widening.

"Language!" Barkin called out, and Shego shot him a look before returning her eyes to Kim.

"Wha-" Kim started to say, and Shego plowed right over her question, "I caught her with some football player, and his broken nose is why I'm here." She smirked again, "He's lucky I didn't rip his balls off, but Barkin got to me first." And with that she sat back down as though nothing had happened, glanced at the ex-marine substitute, and started filing her nails again. Kim just sat there for a moment with a vacant expression, then moved back to her seat, and the rest of the guys in detention stopped staring and actually brought out homework to do. Barkin just glared at her until the clock hit four and she could leave.

After that, for some reason, Kim had started hanging around her locker in between classes, she was always with someone else who had their locker there, Monique generally. It was enough to drive Shego up the wall, in fact it did. That and the constant drama she had to put up with, as well as her boredom with the whole educational system, caused her to drop out of school. She got her job as a security guard, and sometimes actually enjoyed it, but then there was her other job, which was just so much better, but she never even told her parents about what she did, much less Kim.

After her successful trip to the mall, Shego rode to the plant where she sat at the front desk all day and made sure everyone scanned in properly. She changed into her uniform in the security locker room, the standard blue color making her skin look even paler than she normally was and then scanned her ID (which had her full name on it) that would open the door so that she could get to work.

As she sat there checking security cameras, Shego reflected that the next time she had really encountered Kim had been during a break-in.

The day had started normally enough. Shego had gone to work, had sat at the desk, and then, almost immediately, four armed men burst into the door. One had shot off a tazer that hit her right in the chest, and she was out. She didn't remember anything until she had woken up with her head feeling like she'd been hit by a train and green eyes staring down at her. "Hey Shego." Kim had said, looking over her until the ambulance arrived, "I'd have thought someone as tough as you would have lasted more than four seconds against these guys." She smirked.

"Ha ha Princess." Shego had said, and immediately regretted the movement required to speak. "Get out of my face." Kim shrugged and sat back a ways, still keeping an eye on her to make sure she didn't fall unconscious again, for fear of a concussion, she'd hit her head on the floor pretty hard. She even went so far as to stay with her in the ambulance, despite Shego's protests for Kim to get the hell away from her. She refused to leave.

"Why won't you just go away? Are you trying to rub it in that I got beat?" She asked and Kim shook her head, looking slightly unsure of herself, and played with the bottom of her mission shirt, which, Shego notices, was slightly torn from her fight, she also had some abrasions underneath, but looked to be nothing serious.

"I wanted to apologize." Kim admitted, and Shego raised her eyebrow suspiciously, but managed to not say anything snide. "I was… wrong… to accuse you the way I did, and I want to make it up to you."

Shego smirked, "Wanna let me buy you dinner when these people let me outta here?" She asked, and Kim's eyes widened. "You did save me after all. Isn't that how all those people pay you: with favors?"

"I couldn't…" Kim started, and once again, Shego refused to let her finish.

"Ah come on, s'not like it's a date or anything, and it'll be better than Bueno Nacho." Kim thought for a moment.

"Alright, but just this once."

That "this once" had turned into six months.

Author's Note: Well that was long than what I've written in a while. I'm not quite sure if I have either character really down (this is my first time writing KP fiction), but I gave it a good shot. Next chapter is how Shego met the Kim's parents, as well as the reveal as to just what Shego's mission at the mall was about. Don't assume anything, you know the saying. Oh, and Officer Raneri is a real cop who patrolled the high school in my hometown. He was a jerk, and this is my written vengeance.

Disclaimers: The characters Kim and Shego are the property of the Walt Disney Corporation and its subsidiaries. I hold no claim over these characters and am not using them for monetary gain. The character Monica is my own creation, and you'll probably not be seeing her again. Harley Davidson Motorcycles are owned by Harley Davidson and all other pertinant companies, I am not making money from using that name.