"Princess?! The fuck are you doing here?!"

"I could ask you the same thing!"

Shego groaned as she took a seat behind the redhead and said, "I was helping my brothers pick up chicks since they're hopeless at it. You?"

"I came here with Ron and Monique."

The gears in Shego's mind were already beginning to turn. What were the odds that the person she least wanted to see right now was at the same beach as her, and not only that, but on the same part of the beach. Things definitely seemed more and more suspicious. A light seemed to go off in her mind and she muttered under her breath, "Jean."

"What?" Kim asked in question.

Shego sighed, "I didn't mention that Jean was here." She decided to leave out the part where her best friend had probably just set them up on this.

Kim just shrugged it off saying, "Monique is probably really excited about it. She just keeps going on about Jean this, Jean that. I think she's been idolizing her for a few years."

The green skinned woman quirked an eyebrow, "Oh? You sure it's not something a little more than that?" She smirked when she saw the confused look on the redhead's face, then she waggled her eyebrows slightly and it seemed to send the message home.

"You don't mean…?" she asked as her cheeks flushed red.

"Oh, but I do."

"No way. Nuh-uh. Monique has always been into guys!"

Shego shrugged, "So? Jean used to think she was only into guys. Then she went to high school and met a hot chick. Since then, she swings both ways."

Kim started to brood over the facts, not noticing the playful light in Shego's eyes. The older woman had been joking. Jean already had someone she'd fallen for; the whole flirting with Shego thing was more out of habit than anything else. Besides, just from Monique's body language when she met the fashion designer it was obvious to her that Monique held no sexual feelings for the designer.

As Kim's order was served, the green skinned woman took it from the worker since Kim was still in deep thought.

"Kimmie, come on. Snap out of it. It was a joke. Besides, your ice cream is here," Shego said with a slight laugh, pushing the ice cream towards her.

Kim blushed slightly and took it mumbling, "Thanks."

Shego smirked. "Now then, hurry up and finish, because after that I want some exercise."

Raising an eyebrow the redhead asked, "What?"

"You heard me. Exercise. We're gonna fight."

Kim almost choked on her ice cream but managed to stop herself from spitting out the cold dessert.

"Why would we fight?" she finally asked.

"I told you. It's exercise Kimmie."

"It's… not a trap?" she asked hesitantly.

"Uh, no. I'm on vacation. You know, that thing where I don't do my job and I get to relax. But, just because I'm on vacation doesn't mean I can just sit around lazily and do nothing. I have to keep in shape. Since running on the beach and sparring with my brothers isn't that entertaining, I'll choose you. I bet if the buffoon and Drakken weren't to interrupt our fight we'd go for at least an hour."

"I'd still kick your ass," Kim smirked.

"Gasp! Kimmie! Language!" she said in mock shock. The redhead rolled her eyes before Shego continued. "Oh, and I highly doubt you can kick this sweet ass."

Kim grew slightly red, both in indignation and because Shego had a slightly predatory look in her eyes. It was only there for an instant though, and Kim wondered if she'd really seen it.

As soon as Kim had finished, Shego didn't waste any time in grabbing the redhead and pulling her along, heading for the clearest spot on the beach, a ways away from the main part and surrounded by rocks.

"Shego, this is kind of a dangerous place to fight."

"Oh please, like fighting me while there are lasers and other evil gadgets is safe fighting?" she snorted.

Kim shrugged. She hadn't really thought of it like that.

The green skinned woman slipped into a fighting position, "Come on Princess, let's fight."

"Wait a sec. I need to call Monique and let her know."

Shego groaned but waited patiently.

After the second ring, her friend picked up.

"Hey Mo, I'm near the edge of the beach, the rocky area. Shego and I are about to do some sparring."

"Hey girl, wait. Sparring with Shego? Be careful ok?"

"It's fine. I've never lost to her before."

Shego rolled her eyes but didn't say anything.

"Ok Kim, be careful, got it? I'll head over there as soon as I let Ron know what's going on."

"See you in a bit." The hero hung up and put her Kimmunicator away. She then did as Shego had done earlier and got into her fighting position.

"Ready to have your butt handed to you?" Shego asked with a devilish smirk.

"You took the words right out of my mouth," Kim replied.

They fought for a little over two hours, and during that time Monique and Jean had joined them, along with a crowd of people who had come over after a rumor spread about some sort of cat fight. It wasn't the cat fight they were looking for, but hey, two girls in bikinis fighting was still pretty damn hot.

Shego had refused to use her plasma throughout the fight, seeing as it was just a simple sparring session. Besides, what good would plasma be when she wasn't wearing her plasma proof suit? With all the spectators the two women had amassed, flames and flammable clothes did not go well together. She'd rather not give the general public a show.

As they rested, sprawled out on the sand, Kim said, "That…. Was… interesting." She was slightly short on breath, but she was grinning from ear to ear.

"Told you… I'd… hand you… your ass…. On…. A platter," the green skinned woman managed to gasp out.

"Puh-lease!" Kim laughed slightly. "If… anything, it's a… tie!"

Shego rolled her eyes, "Whatever… helps you… sleep… at night… Pumpkin."

Monique and Jean walked towards them and asked, "Hey, you guys ok?"

Both nodded. They were finally able to catch their breath and speak without gasping.

"Yeah, but I need a shower. I'm covered in sand and sweat all over. It's kind of disgusting," Kim said as she cringed slightly.

"Ugh, I agree to that," Shego muttered. She then turned to her best friend and said, "Hey Jean, give me the keys to the place. I'm going to go back and take a shower. You just relax here."

"Sure," the designer said, digging through her bag and tossing the keys.

Kim looked at Monique and asked, "So I guess that means we should go check in."

"Yeah," Monique said, pulling her friend to her feet. "Let's go check in." She then turned to Jean and said, "We'll talk later ok? I want to hear more about your new designs."

Jean lit up, "Of course!" A slightly evil glint flashed through her eyes. They'd be talking later alright, but both designers knew that it was going to be for a completely different reason than clothes.