Shego towered over Drakken. He was on the ground with his back against a balcony with fear spread across every bone in his body. Shego's hands were lit, and she growled in anger. He suddenly regretted running up five flights of stairs and to the rooftop of the hotel she had chased him into. Drakken was on the verge of tears, knowing full well she was under the effects of the moodulator but having no idea how to make her stop. (Curse Kim Possible for being able to break out of her spell but not helping Shego out of hers.) She could kill him on a normal day. On a day like today when she was so full of anger that was clearly directed toward him? She could kill him and bring him back to life just to kill him again. Drakken gulped. "Now Shego, we uh, we could have kissy face again. I'll cook you dinner. Just please calm down."

"CALM DOWN?" She growled and blasted him, and he groaned in agony. She lifted him up by his blue coat and pushed her body up against his. Drakken was half leaning off the balcony now. All she had to do was move her hands, and he would be a goner. He closed his eyes in anticipation for the inevitable fall. "I'll show you calm! I'll-" Her brain became foggy at the sight of seeing Drakken so close to death, feeling so many things. She wanted to laugh, She wanted to cry. She was angry, but she was in love. Drakken was about to die, and she was the one that was about to kill him. All these emotions came crashing down until she felt something fry at the back of her neck. She shook her head, in confusion. "Dr. D? I- what?"

She pulled him closer to her, bringing the top half of his body away from the rail. He nearly fell on top of her, but he gripped the rail in time to stop them both from tumbling to the ground. "I-I- what happened?" she asked. He reached behind her neck slowly, being cautious as he still feared for his life. Her eyes grew wide as he pulled a chip off of her. She gasped when she saw the device in his hands. "Did you use a mind control device on me again?"

"No!" he answered immediately as he recognized her getting angry again, but at least it was her anger and not the moodulator.

"Then what the hell is this?" She shouted at him.

He looked around, still concerned about being pushed off the balcony or being hit with a deathly plasma blast. "Can we just please go home? I'll explain everything in the hover car."

She crossed her arms. "Fine, but I swear to God, if you did this to me, I will hunt you down."

She stormed away from him and to the staircase. "Duly noted," he mumbled as he followed her.

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Shego sat in their lounging area, flipping through a magazine that she had been pretending to read (it kept Drakken from speaking, and that was a bonus to her). He told her about the moodulator chip from Bortel's lab and that it had latched onto her and Kim Possible. He started to tell her everything that had happened between them, but she stopped him. She remembered it all; it was unnecessary to go through a play by play.

She didn't want to remember how uncontrollable her emotions were. She cried over a broken nail. She laughed at some stupid joke Drakken had said. She had given him a massage and taken him out on a date. She had freaking kissed him in that photo booth! If she thought about it long enough, she could remember the taste of his lips.

He had denied her. Each time she made an advance, he rejected her. It was impossible not to overthink that (even if she wasn't herself), and it honestly pissed her off. She was under the influence of the moodulator, but Drakken didn't know that, and he still rejected her. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Why had he rejected her? Was she not good enough for him? Why did she even care? It's not like she liked Drakken in that way. Didn't she though? It's not like she hadn't thought about kissing him before. No. She did not like him. None of this mattered. She flipped a page in her magazine. Yep, none of this mattered.

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Drakken sat in his lab chair, messing with a new device that he had no clue how to function. He groaned and threw the screwdriver on the desk. He couldn't concentrate. Shego was mad (at least it was her own feelings though, right?), and he could not stop thinking about her crushing over him. Her hands all over him had felt nice. When he looked to his right, he could see the heart with their initials on the inside on the wall that she had made with her plasma. She had called him cute, and she had kissed him. That kiss. Woah. He had never felt anything like it. She had been gentle at first, but then she hardened, shoving her tongue down his throat and throwing herself on top of him. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't sexy, but he still tried to ignore her. She had been so out of control, and she hadn't been herself all day. (He had deeply considered she was still mad at him about the whole cousin Eddie situation.) It was terrifying!

Now that he knows her advances were the cause of her being under the influence, he was grateful that he hadn't taken that leap of faith and went along with her (no matter how much he had wanted to). If he had, he would have been dead as she surely would have killed him after the effects of the moodulator wore off. He sighed to himself. This was stupid. She probably wasn't wasting any of her time thinking about him and what the aftermath of this should look like. She wasn't pathetic like he was. She would move on and forget about it, and he supposed it was time he took a lesson from her book.

,...

Drakken and Shego had been fighting for a week straight. When she would mock him, she added extra bitchiness to it. When he would snap back at her, he did it ten times worse than normal. "This is the stupidest idea you've ever had," she snapped at his new project.

He frowned. He was so sick of her attitude lately (ever since that stupid moodulator incident, she had not lightened up on her sarcastic comments). "Well maybe that's because it takes a genius to see its potential."

She gritted her teeth. "If I wanted to talk to a genius, I'd call Dementor."

He slammed his hands down on the table. "Then go work for Dementor if you are so unhappy here!"

She shoved his chest. "And that is our underlying problem, isn't it? You think I just work for you! What happened to partners?"

She went to shove him again, but he gripped her wrist. "If we were partners, I wouldn't have to pay you, would I? But no! I waste so much money on keeping you content, and that is because I am the boss around here!"

Shego lit her hand, which caused him to drop her wrist. "You think you were wasting your money? You wouldn't be able to do any of this without me!"

Drakken laughed sarcastically. "I beg to differ on that one!"

Shego's other hand lit in anger. "Oh, that is so rich! You wouldn't last two seconds in a fight with Kimmie."

He crossed his arms over his chest. "I wouldn't have to if you would stop taking it so easy on her and just end her already!"

She blasted him, but he had anticipated it and dodged it just in time. "Don't even talk about my issues, Drew Lipsky. You can't even tell your own mother that you're a supervillain."

"My mother is an angel! Kim Possible has destroyed every one of my plans! You could kill her if you wanted to. You just don't because little miss perfect reminds you of your teenage years."

Shego blasted him again, but his swift moves allowed him to dodge it. She growled in anger. "I'm so sick of this." Before she knew what she was doing, she threw herself at him, grabbing a fistful of his lab coat and pulling him into her as she kissed him. His eyes grew in surprise, and he found himself reaching to the back of her neck, just to be sure. She pulled away. "I don't have a stupid moodulator on."

"Oh?" He wasn't able to get much more out before she brought him back down to her, crashing her lips to his. She unbuttoned his lab coat as she kissed him, revealing his blue undershirt and black pants. Fuck it , he thought as he finally let himself enjoy this moment.

He kissed her back with the most passion he could give her as she tore the lab coat off of him. He moved forward until her back hit his desk, and he hoisted her up onto it. He reluctantly let his lips leave hers as he traveled down her neck. She moaned as he sucked on her sweet spot. "Drakken," she whimpered. He reached for the zipper on her jumpsuit and pulled it down eagerly. She helped him get her out of it to reveal her deep green lacy bra and black underwear.

He gaped at her for a moment, mesmerized by her beauty. Shego took the moment to yank off his shirt and began working on his belt, and he quickly crashed his lips back to hers. Once his pants were down his ankles and kicked away, Shego wrapped her legs around his waist and had an arm snaked around his neck. He pulled away from her softy and let his forehead rest on hers. "Are you sure?" he whispered. She nodded as she licked her lips and kissed him, but he once again pulled away. "I'm going to need verbal consent."

She rolled her eyes. "Just shut up and kiss me, Doc."

He couldn't help the grin from forming around his lips as he brought them back down to hers. She smiled into the kiss as he began removing her undergarments, and in the moment of passion, they devoured each other.