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A/N: Wow, I've been updating like crazy, but my muse is constant. I really hope I can finally finish more than a one-shot. I really hope you like it! Review if you'd like, flame all you want.

Chapter 3

Coffee with Shego was…unnerving to say the least. Wade had called her in the middle of her second cup to inform her that her ride had arrived back at the alpine lair, and she politely excused herself from Shego's Apartment…thing. During the ride home, Kim couldn't really focus on much else besides the fact that her arch-nemesis wanted to bang her. A lot. Again, she felt the odd feeling of being flattered and a tad weirded out. Well, a lot weirded out. Did Shego just want sex, or was she, as Camille said, in love with her? Kim wondered, briefly, if she was comfortable with that. It didn't really feel awkward when she was having coffee, aside from the fact that she was sure within herself not fifteen minutes before then that the woman hated her. She never once felt like she was being looked at inappropriately, Shego had not touched her at all except for the brief fight which she herself had initiated, and when Shego said something suggestive, it didn't feel wrong because that's how Shego always was. So while she wasn't sure if she was comfortable with the new development, she wasn't sure if she was uncomfortable with it either. It might have had something to do with the fact that she was used to things of the sort. She and Ron had gone through something similar after they broke up. She was used to being around someone who cared for her in a way she couldn't return. But Shego wasn't Ron, and she couldn't be sure that overtime the feelings would go away. How would she feel if Shego never stopped…caring for her? When she thought about the conversation, she conceded that Shego had made a very valid point. Other people in the world probably did role play as her in the bedroom. She was pretty famous. Maybe they roll played as her and Ron, maybe her and Shego, hell, maybe even her and Drakken. So what was so wrong about Shego and Camille Leon doing it, aside from the fact that she knew both of them? No one was forcing her to do anything, and no one was getting hurt (well maybe Camille Leon a little). So why did she care so much?

Her ride dropped her off on the front lawn as usual, and she trotted up to the house, and into her room. Her parents thought that was rather odd, but kept that to themselves. She didn't look angry or sad, so maybe she was just tired. While her parents busied themselves with thinking of why their daughter had not said 'Hi', Kim had not let the matter drop. What was it about this that was taking so much of her head space? Any other person would have at least had the decency to scream 'Freak!' at the both of them and run away. But no, she couldn't do that. She couldn't just let it go that easily, write it off as gross, and move on. Kim was very lost in her thoughts. So lost that she didn't even register the fact that she had not moved from the spot she was standing since she entered, or that her mother was calling her from downstairs. However, she was startled from her thoughts when her mother was climbing the ladder into her attic room.

"Mom?" Kim turned to her mother.

"Kimmie, is there something wrong?" Her mother sounded very concerned. Was she letting this get to her that bad? Maybe she was.

"If I said no would you believe me?" Kim asked her mother with a sheepish grin. Anne chuckled at her daughter.

"So what is bothering you? You seem distant." Her mother went and sat on the bed, and Kim followed.

"I dunno mom. I found out something really…Awkweird today and its totally got me buggin'." Kim's brow furrowed, and her mouth settled into a cute frown.

"I mean, I'm not really mad or anything, but I just dunno how to deal you know?" She told her mother. She had worked herself into frustration. She didn't even know why she was frustrated. There was nothing to be frustrated over.

"Well what is it?" Anne inquired. Kim pondered on whether to tell her mother or not. Was this something you told your mother? She could always talk about it with Ron…but she figured that wouldn't go to well. She could imagine his response.

"KP! It's Shego we're talking! Scary flaming hands lady! What if she burns off your nipple!??!?"

Okay, maybe she would tell her mom. "Well…" She started weakly. "There's this chick…umm…you remember Ms. Go right?" She paused while her mother thought.

"Well of course I do honey, but isn't she really your arch foe who had her brainwaves flipped to be good, and now she's evil again?" Kim nodded.

"Well what is it?" Anne was rather intrigued now.

"Well, I found out today, that she and…you know Camille Leon right?" She gave her mother another chance to think.

"The teen star who got a multi-million dollar experimental plastic surgery procedure so she could change into other celebrities and frame them for theft so she could continue living a life of fame and fortune?" Her mother's accuracy was scary. Kim nodded slowly.

"Yeah…well you see, Shego and her were in a…uh…relationship. That kind of relationship, and Shego was having Camille morph to look like me while they…uh…did it. And now I'm sorta weirded out and I can't stop thinking about it." Kim's mother mimicked Kim's earlier slow nod.

"Uh huh." Anne knew her daughter knew some…interesting characters but this was really…odd. And what did her daughter mean by 'can't stop thinking about it.'? Did she mean that it was perplexing, or did she mean that she couldn't stop, well, thinking about it.

"Kim, I don't really know what to say to you. How do you feel about this?"

"I feel like I should be disgusted, but I'm not, and its weirding me out that I'm not. Is that bad?" Kim's brow furrowed again, and the frown was back. Anne was relieved, slightly, that Kim had not meant thinking about it like that, but was concerned at her answer all the same.

"So…" Anne simply didn't know what to say.

"I know right? Gosh I'm confused. And when we were having coffee in her apartment-" Anne raised an eyebrow.

"Pause. Coffee in her apartment?" Kim nodded and continued.

"Yeah, when we were having coffee in her apartment, she didn't make me feel molested or anything. It was kinda normal once you got past the whole arch foe thing." Kim had said that all really fast, and her let out a large breath when she was finished talking.

"So tell me, how did you wind up having coffee with her in the first place?" This was by far the most interesting conversation she ever had with her daughter.

"Well, wade had called me…"

(ooh flashback!)

The sound of the Kimmunicator's signature ring tone had saved Kim yet again from her mandatory psychology class at Middleton University. While she loved her major, some classes were just a chore. The downside to being called for a mission in the middle of a very quiet lecture hall was that everyone stared at her when it rang. She sheepishly grasped the small mic on her desk.

"Sorry guys, world needs a' saving." And with that she dashed out of the classroom. "What's the sitch, Wade?" She inquired, in full mission mode.

"I have word that a Camille Leon is on a private plane in route for Drakken's alpine lair."

"What would Drakken want with Camille?" Kim asked.

"I don't think it's Drakken. He's been spotted at a karaoke bar in New York."

"So Shego and Camille Leon? Sounds like some bank is going to be in trouble soon. You got a ride for me Wade?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"You know I do." He smirked smugly.

"Do I have to say it?" She asked, laughing slightly.

"It never hurts to hear." He replied slyly.

"You rock Wade!" Wade chuckled.

"Your ride should be arriving…Now." And just as he said that, a very small black jet touched down in the parking lot.

"Mission gear?" She asked.

"In the ride. See ya in a few. Wade out." And with that, she was off to save someone's pockets from Camille and Shego.

(end flashback.)

"…And instead of them getting ready to rob someone blind, they were having a lovers spat, and Camille was me. So I decided to make myself known, then Camille starts cussing me out, Shego knocks her out, me and Shego fight, and then she asks me for coffee." Anne was very confused. That was perhaps the most confusing reason to ask someone for coffee that she had ever heard.

"So you beat each other up, and then you decide to have coffee?" Kim nodded.

"Why?" Anne asked.

"I wanted to know what the big deal was, and then she was all like 'Come in' and I was all like 'Sure'." Kim was using very rapid hand gestures, and Anne actually had to grab her hands from the air. When she was sure Kim was calm, she asked more questions.

"So you're all alone in an apartment with this woman, drinking coffee, and you know why people have coffee after dates." Kim's mother sent her a hard look. Kim gulped. "And she didn't try to make a move?"

"No! She didn't! And that's the problem!" Kim paused. There was something really wrong with that statement. "That did not come out right."

"I get it. You assumed that she would want to take advantage of you, and you were confused because she didn't." Anne clarified.

"Yes. That's what I mean." At that moment, Kim's stomach decided to speak up. After all, she only had coffee all day.

"Dinner, honey?" Her mother asked.

"Please and thank you!" Before they could go down to eat, Kim had one more question.

"Mom, do you think I'm...I dunno, weird for not being like, grossed out or something?" Kim's eyebrows were almost touching as she was looking at her shoes as if they had the answer.

"No honey. I mean, I think it's nice that you're giving her a chance." Anne supplied soothingly. Well, at least she tried. All Kim could think about now was what her mother could possibly mean by 'Giving her a chance'.

Next? An evil scheme hatched by Drakken. And foiled by...Shego?