I don't own Kim Possible. This time, the M rating is for naughty language.

Kim woke up to loud banging on the door. She looked over at the wall clock and groaned. 'Who the hell could be coming over this early in the damn morning. Maybe if I ignore them, they'll just go away.' Kim curled deeper into the couch, trying to ignore the door. But it seemed the person at the door would not take a hint. Kim dragged herself out of the couch, praying that this was an emergency or someone would Kim angry. And they wouldn't like Kim when she's angry. She opened the door tiredly, scratching her head and yawning. In front of her stood her boyfriend, one Ron Stoppable.

"Hey KP. What took you so long to answer the door? And were are Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Poss-" Ron froze seeming to actually look at his girlfriend for the first time this morning. Kim looked into his eyes and saw what looked like his soul breaking. She gingerly reached for her boyfriend and he pulled away.

"Ron, what's the matter?"

If it were possible, Ron looked even more hurt by her question. " What's the matter Kim?" Ron asked with a voice so full of contempt that Kim felt as if she were struck by the words. "What's the matter Kim?! I can't believe you would do this to me Kim." At this point Ron began to cry. "Why don't you go look in the mirror and tell me what the matter Kim." With that, Ron ran away from the house of his girlfriend.

Kim just stood there for a moment, staring as her boyfriend ran away from her for reasons she could not fathom. A loud bump upstairs broke her out of her almost trance like state. 'Bonnie must have heard Ron and woke up.' Thinking of Ron's words, Kim slowly made for the bathroom, worried at what she would see in the mirror. Kim walked into the bathroom, looking at the floor. She slowly brought her head up and understood what he must have seen.

'I look like I've been banged three ways to Sunday.' It was true. From her hair being unkempt and full of knots, to the line of hickeys going from her ear to her collar bone, to her barely being dressed, it looked as though she had a night filled with illicit amorous actions. The fact that her parents were gone and she had taken so long to answer the door, as if she were dressing, did not help matters. 'What am I going to do? There's no way that Ron will believe this is all a misunderstanding after what he just saw.' Suddenly Kim heard another bump from upstairs. All her fear over her relationship quickly turned into pure rage. Kim began to march upstairs.

Kim's Room-A few moments ago.

Bonnie woke up to the sound of screaming coming from downstairs. She rolled over, intent on going back to sleep when she found herself rolling off he bed. "Oh! What the hell is going on-" Bonnie stopped talking to herself, for the first time noticing her surroundings. 'What the fuck is going on? This isn't my room. Where the hell am I?' The room seemed to feel familiar to her, though she could not for the life of her remember why. She felt a breeze from a nearby grate and noticed not only was she only in her panties, but also that they still seemed a bit moist from last night's activities-whatever those may have been. 'Fuck! I should have known this would have happened eventually. I should have known that some day I would get drunk to the point that I'd be raped. Well hopefully they enjoyed it, for their sake, because when I find whoever did this, they'll wish that they'd never been born.'

Bonnie saw her skirt on the floor a few feet next to her. Noting that she was sore from her fall, she slowly crawled over to her missing item of apparel. As, she stood up and put on her skirt, she started to notice distinct features of the room. 'Well at least I seem to be in a girl's room. I didn't have sex with some creepy guy. Hey, look a photo. At least no I'll know who to kill.' Bonnie looked at the picture. 'That looks like-' Bonnie fell over, hardly able to breath. The picture told her why the room had seemed familiar. 'But this doesn't make sense!' her mind yelled. Why had she awoken in the room of the woman she was in love with? How could she possibly be in the room of, "Kimmie."

As if summoned by magic Kim burst into the room. Bonnie yelped at the noise the door made as it crashed into the wall. Bonnie looked over to the person who had opened the door. "Kim, what's-" The look on the red heads face shut the brunette's question up in the middle of her sentence. In the look of Kim's eyes, there wasn't a look of regret or confusion or even cockiness. Thee was nothing in those eyes but unconquerable rage. And Bonnie felt it. Bonnie had never seen Kim with that look in her face. Through all the pranks; the put-downs; the schemes that Bonnie had implemented in the girl, she had never seen Kim make this face. She didn't want to believe it was possible for the woman she considered an angel to make a face like that. Ans the fact that face was directed at her nearly broke her spirit. "Kim, I-"

The brunette was cut off by a roar from the girl she considered a green eyed goddess. Bonnie suddenly found herself pinned to the wall opposite of the bed, Kim looking directly into her eyes with contempt. "So, this was what our plan was?" Kim asked in a deceptively soft voice.

"Kim, I don't know what-"

"Don't fuck with me Rockwaller! I can't believe that you would stoop this low. Though I shouldn't be surprised. You always were a petty little bitch."

Bonnie's heart broke at her words, but she knew she deserved them after all she had put the teem hero through. Still, she figured to find out what she should be apologizing for. "Kim, I'm sorry, but what are you-"

"Oh so you want to gloat by having me repeat your plan to you! Fine! Your plan was to drink a little bit, just enough so I would think you were drunk, and then take you home, all while trying to seduce me. "

"Kim, I think you are mistaken. I never planned-"

Kim's hands pressed harder into Bonnie's arms, silencing her protests. Bonnie began to cry but, Kim ignored it. "Shut up and let me finish! Then, after I take pity on you, you practically rape me on my own floor. And the n when you pass out from your bliss, you get the satisfaction of listening to my relationship implode from the marks you left."

"But Kim," Bonnie yelled in desperation, "I never planned for any of this to happen!"

"Bullshit! To think, I thought that someone like you deserved my help. To think, you had the nerve to say that you were in love with me. Ha! You don't now what love is. The only thing you know is how to be a spoiled, self-centered, bi-"

Bonnie realized that word would not be enough to stop Kim so she decided to take the only action she could. Bonnie leaned forward and kissed Kim. She put all the passion she was able into the kiss, trying to communicate her all the feelings she had through her lips.

And somehow, it worked. Kim didn't understand what was happening when Bonnie's lips pressed against hers, but she felt as if in that kiss, she and Bonnie had a complete conversation. All the pain and passion, all her hopes and fears, everything that was who Bonnie was was felt by Kim when their lips connected.

All the anger, the rage that Kim had felt had dissipated. Kim pulled away from Bonnie, her mind reeling from the kiss she had just had with her rival of so many years. She released Bonnie and slowly backed away towards her bed. When the back of her legs hit the bed, she simply sat down trying to comprehend what had just happened. Bonnie just stood against the wall, holding her right arm with her left, looking at Kim. For a while the two just stared at each other, Kim thinking and Bonnie wondering how Kim was going to respond.

Kim's eyes eventually unglazed and she looked finally looked at Bonnie and not through her. Kim saw the beginnings of bruises showing up from where she had gripped Bonnie. "Bonnie, your arms-"

"Kim are you okay?" Bonnie asked, ignoring the teen hero's words.

"Yeah Bonnie, I'm fine. But what about you?"

"What do you mean?" Bonnie looked at her arms and noticed that bruises were starting to appear. "Oh, those? They'll be fine."

"So Bonnie, you really do-"

"Yeah."

"Oh."

Bonnie looked over to Kim. It looked like the weight of what had happened over the last hour was finally getting to her. Her shoulders noticeably slumped and she looked seconds away from breaking down. Bonnie knew she couldn't let that happen. She rushed over to Kim and wrapped her in her arms. "Kim don't you dare blame yourself for any of this. This is not your fault. Its mine. Me and my damned problems."

"But Bonnie I-"

"No Kim. This is my fault. You got caught up in my problems and I'll make this right. And beside, if you break down, then I'll break down and we'll just get nothing done today."

"Okay." Kim paused for a moment. "Hey Bonnie, you know that I'm not gay right?"

"I know Kim." Bonnie said with a huff. "I've always known. I just can't let you go." Bonnie looked away from Kim, her eyes leaking from the pain in her heart. Still, she kept going. "Hey, I know, why don't you call Stoppable so I can explain what really happened last night. Get you out of the dog house."

"You'd do that for me. But, you haven't, you know-"

"Came out? No I haven't. But if that what it takes to help you, the I'm more than willing to do it."

"Bonnie, thank you. I'll call him now." Kim made a move leave the room. Before she left however, she turned around and said, Bonnie, don't make any plans on leaving ti spring break is over."

"Why not?"

"'Cause, I'm helping you with your problem. No matter how big."

Bonnie saw the honesty of Kim's words in her eyes. "Kim...thank you."

"So not the drama." Kim said as she exited the room.

I'm sorry for the short chapter. My other story is ending soon and I've been spending a lot of time on that. Oh, and I hope you didn't think that Bonnie claiming Kim as her girlfriend would be that easy. It won't be. please favorite and review if you like.