+ Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Kim Possible characters. All belong to Disney. I make no profit from this, it is simply a product of pleasure. +
"Since my arm is feeling better, I'm sleeping in your room tonight," Shego stated. It wasn't a question, it was fact. So with the pillow in hand, the blanket folded up elsewhere since she really didn't need it thanks to the thick coat of warm fur, she hopped to the stairs. Ignoring Kim's protests, she jumped into the room and threw the pillow down on the floor beside the night stand which rested just under the window.
"Holy hell, Kimmie, this place is like a sauna. Open a window would you?" She fanned herself a bit, the room strangely hotter than downstairs. Not that it really mattered to her, but Shego would've played it up to see how the window worked. If she changed without knowing how to open it, she'd be screwed, standing there jiggling a lock that wouldn't budge, or even stay silent which was her luck. Besides, the front and back doors had alarms on them, and the mismatched mammal had been unable to spy the code Kim punched in the little white box, so those exits were out. Kim wasn't as careful as she should be, she concluded as she watched the red head roll her eyes and quickly flipped the lock to the left, sliding it open only half way.
"There. It's supposed to get fairly cool tonight, so that will be plenty. If you get cold, just open my door and some heat will filter in. Shego? What are you-." Kim's question was cut short when she realized what Shego was staring at.
Upon the back side of Kim's bedroom door was a full length poster of Shego and Kimmie in mid battle. The green skinned warrior was crouched low, fists enveloped with wild green plasma. Shego's back was to the viewer, but her body was turned slightly where almost a full side could be seen. And what she was seeing was Kim's figure launching at her from a distance. She was shocked; the style of the poster told Shego that the artist couldn't have been anyone around here. With Middleton being such a science-based community, someone with this kind of skill would be news. The tight black and green cat suit left almost nothing to the imagination, while Kim's cargo pants were low on her hips and the tank top she wore was torn open. Both looked worse for wear; Kim's shirt not being the only torn item, with the cat suit housing several long gashes to reveal pale green flesh.
A low 'ooo' was heard from the miniature Pandaroo, who would've whistled if she had proper working lips. Kim was a whole new shade of red as she fumbled through a drawer to get out her pj's, as if the action would save her from further embarrassment, but her ears were bright with the sudden rush of blood.
"What's up with this, Princess?" Voice thick with tease, Shego poked the girl in the thigh, prodding for an answer before the red head hurried from the room to get changed. Snickering, Shego moved back to the side of the bed, getting a better view of the poster. Whoever had done it was very good. A water mark down at the bottom told her a name, but it was nothing to her since she'd never met or heard of them. Shego made a mental note of contacting this artist and sending her thanks.
"A fan did it for me, okay?" Kim mumbled a bit later, her face still as red as could be. Shyly she set her alarm after putting her Kimmunicator on its charging device. "I couldn't refuse, just look at it!"
Shego couldn't argue with that, though there was something about the poster that she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Maybe it was the style, or the lack of blood despite the roughed up pair. An ear shifted when she heard Kim sigh behind her.
"You see it too? It took me a long time before the owner would tell me her official name of the picture."
"Sexy fighters?" Shego snickered, then ducked a swat from Kim.
"No! 'Her Heart Bleeds Green'," she snapped, blushing anew as she saw Shego's eyes widen and look back at the poster. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that their expressions weren't of challenge or the thrill of the fight, but of something softer. As if the fight itself wasn't something to be threatened by, but enjoyed. The fear of losing or the confidence of victory were not visible as they were in their normal battles. If Shego could maintain even a small blush, she'd have it right now. Instead, she made herself laugh, and shook her head, commenting that if Kimmie ever wanted rid of it, Shego would definitely take it off her hands.
"Oh, shut up and go to sleep" Kim mumbled, flipping the light switch before going to her bed, stepping around the lump she could barely see in the darkness. After a moment of fumbling, she found the corners of her blanket and pulled it back, crawling into bed. With a sigh, Kim turned over and grabbed her stuffed plushie of a Pandaroo and hugged it to her chest. She may be in college, but there was no way she would ever let it go after all these years.
She was about to close her eyes when she felt a poke at her back. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Shego's emerald green eyes staring at her from the edge of the bed.
"You know, Kimmie, you don't need that stuffed one, now that the real thing is here." The grin in Shego's voice made Kim quickly dart a hand out to shove the fuzzy head back.
"S-stop it, Shego! Go to sleep already" she said over the other's pouting, but soon heard some rustling before silence. Satisfied that the other was laying down, Kim closed her eyes and relaxed. With the plush tight to her chest, she was soon sleeping quietly.
Little did she know that a pair of emerald eyes were staring brightly at her back, impatient yet unmoving against the velvet darkness surrounding the four walls. A whisper sounded amidst the soft sounds of Kim's breathing.
"Sweet dreams, Princess."
As the alarm went off that morning, Kim groaned and rolled over, pulling her blanket over her head and nuzzling into the soft fur of her pandaroo plushie with a sigh. She wanted a few more minutes of sleep before she was forced to get up and start the day. Not a moment later, her plushie shifted against her. Kim, suddenly alarmed that Shego had possessed it to moving as well, jolted up and flung the blanket off, revealing She-roo in her bed in place of her original plushie.
"Come on, Princess… Turn the damn thing off. Too loud," Shego grumbled, eyes closed against the sudden bright light. Her voice was currently lower than the normal high-toned voice given to her after the splicing accident. But that changed when Kim grabbed Shego and flopped her on the floor, causing her to yelp.
"What was that about!" They both yelled at the same time, rubbing sleep from their eyes. Each had attempted to look irritated, but the ruffled bed-fur and bed-head along with a yawn from the mismatched Pandaroo ruined the effect. Kim smacked the snooze button and found herself flustered once more.
"What were you doing in my bed, She-roo?" Kim said, standing and the look in her eyes almost dared the small mammal to gripe about the nickname. The hero turned her eyes towards the clock, which read 7:03 A.M, while walking to her closet.
"It's not my fault your floor is horrible to sleep on, Kimmie. And you have to remember," Shego said, voice tired, but hinting at her usual teasing. "I'm part Cuddle Buddy. I need cuddles!" She snickered as Kim threw something at her, which only made the mammal fall over laughing harder. "Is this supposed to be an invite?" Grinning as she showed Kim the pair of pants that had landed on the green, black, and brown head.
"Why Shego, you want in my pants that badly? No wonder you turned into something I adore and then came running for my help." Kim's tone was snappish, but she grinned before exiting out of the room to change. Shego's emerald green hues blinked quickly a few times, thinking, Wow, Kim's pretty sharp in the morning. None-the-less, Shego hummed in victory and crawled back into Kim's bed and hugged a pillow, the pants forgotten.
After a quick shower, Kim ruffled a towel over her hair, trying to dry the long strands. Maybe she was right. Maybe Shego really did do this on purpose, and there was no explosion. But what could she be after? If she wanted to capture Kim, then she should have done it while the other was sleeping. The red head had no doubt that if Shego could pry her hands off her pandaroo, and replace it with herself, then she might just be able to capture the younger woman. Smacking her cheeks a bit, Kim shook her head, forcing herself to stop. Shego may be her arch-rival, but she wouldn't stoop so low as to do something so low class.
After drying and brushing her thick red hair, she pulled it over into a side ponytail, as well as donning the rest of her work outfit, which consisted of a new pair of black fitting cargo pants with a dark purple stripe down the outer thigh from belt loops to hems. Her short sleeved shirt, tucked into her pants, was the same dark purple. It's been about four years in the same outfit, but it made her look taller and intimidating. Especially since she's matured a bit since then, she looked more of an adult than the teen hero she started out to be. Grabbing some boots, and a belt that never seemed to fit right, she exited the bathroom. It was either too loose or loose enough to hold extra gadgets she needed. Walking back into the bedroom, she saw Shego curled with a pillow, sleeping. "What did I do to get myself into this?" she mumbled to herself before walking over to the dozing mammal. "Shego? Shego, wake up." Trying to rouse her without startling her, but words weren't getting through. So, preparing for an angry Shego, she shook her by the shoulder and ducked.
"Hm? What are you doing, Pumpkin?" Shego mumbled, seeing the girl crouched in place with her arms crossed in a defensive position over her head. Olive-green eyes blinked before looking back up again, then visibly relaxed, glad Shego didn't maul her for waking her up.
"I'm heading out for work. I'll be gone for a while, so I'll bring dinner later." Kim rose from her position and turned, grabbing the Kimmunicator from her computer desk. "You can use the computer if you want, but no funny business. If you get bored, you can clean. I'm sure there are places your tail could dust that normal hands couldn't."
"Yeah, yeah. Sure, whatever, Princess." Shego said, awake now that the other was dressed up in normal 'world-saving' gear. "Tell me, who's ass are you kicking today?"
"No ones. At least, villain wise." Kim finished grabbing her things from the desk while explaining that she had a sort of 'internship' with Global Justice over her summer break. "Training, mostly," she added, tying her boots tighter "But also some paper work. Protocols. You know. Typical boring stuff. And since this is day one, it'll be a snooze fest." Standing up from her chair she slung a bag over her shoulder. "I'm going. See ya."
"Have fun kicking good guy butt, Princess," Shego called, chuckling as she heard Kim give a light giggle from the thought. It wasn't until Shego heard Kim's car take off that she lay her head back down. 7:30 is far too early for her to be awake. So with a large yawn, tired emerald eyes drifted shut again, letting sleep take over once more.
Dr. Betty Director sat back in her chair as she looked over paperwork for the summer. Many new recruits this year, she saw, and a few old faces that have kept to training, and yet have not agreed nor disagreed to join the G.J. ranks for good. Kim Possible was one of those people. Year after year she tried to get Kim to come to their side, to have a future with promise, stability, and lasting friendships. Global Justice was a family, Dr. Director always said, and if she needed help protecting her family, then she would be glad to call in any help she could. Rumors had gone around several years back that she even went to old Monkey Fist to see if he would change his ways and join the organization. Of course, Monkey Fist would never agree to that, therefore, if it was rumor or fact, no one really knew for sure.
A buzz sounded, and the voice of Will Du came from the intercom on her desk. Resting just beside it was a curious picture that was always faced down. He was letting her know that the recruits were done with orientation, and would soon be subjected to their first field test, that they had Kim herself teaching. Thanking him, the woman turned in her chair and leaned back, the patch over her right eye seeming to shift when her expression tensed. Her gloved hands laced in front of her face as she watched on large monitors as the younger woman took the initiative and demonstrated the obstacle course with a slow perfection. Betty's eye narrowed as she watched, determination creeping slowly over her features as she vowed to have Ms. Possible on their side. Permanently. And soon.
A/N: The poster in Kim's room is not from something that I actually know to exist. It was something I thought up on my own, but if there is something that matches this, please share. Yes, I know there are other fight scenes of them out there, but I had a specific image of it and could not find anything similar. Otherwise, I claim it to be something I decided to create for the purpose of the story.
*PsychoRyko and FauxZombie helped BETA this chapter.