She is Mine -- Ch. 1

She is Mine


Fic info and Update:

Once more, I take no credit in the idea. The idea for this fic was started by a picture that KS4U drew. This is only Chapter one of the many that I hope to have in the future. I know that this is short, but I really didn’t know where I was going after the end of this one. I’m starting to get an idea, but for now, this is what you get. I do not take full responsibility for the idea and the characters do NOT belong to me.


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Kim Possible, the redheaded teen hero who could do anything, smiled as she looked up from her bueno salad. Ron was, as usual, stuffing his face with as many nacos as he could fit into his mouth. Kim laughed at his childishness.

'That just makes this even harder...' Kim thought to herself. 'What am I going to do...' She continued to smile at Ron and Rufus, but she was really entranced in her thoughts.

Recently Kim had been so confused; she didn't feel right being in a relationship with Ron. Buy why? They had been going out for two years, since they hadn't been separated by college choices. GJ had accepted Kim immediately into service and Ron was able to get a great offer for a culinary internship at a college just north of them in Upperton. Not only that, but he went to Japan during the summers for some sort of "training." The two had always been inseparable, and fate would not let something as insignificant as college admissions get in between the two. But it still begs the question:

Why did Kim want to break up with him?

"You alright, KP?" Ron asked, oblivious to Kim's thoughts.

"Hmm-?" Kim looked up in a bit of surprise. "Oh, yeah." She said with a smile. "Just zoned out a bit."

She couldn't do it... Not right now. But when would she? She wouldn't dare risk her friendship with the man that has always been there, throughout her whole life.

'God, I must be a horrible person...' Kim swallowed he hard lump in her throat and smiled once more; she couldn't take anymore torment for one evening.

"We better go, Ron. I have to study for GJ's writen test tomorrow." Ron smiled at Kim as they both stood from their practically reserved booth in the resteraunt. The lanky boy wrapped his arm around Kim's shoulders and she settled into it, pretending to be cozy as she had for some months.

What was she going to do...?

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"Thanks for the ride, Ron." Kim said as she exited Ron's car. Ron just smiled and waved as he drove off. Kim stood on her front porch just watching as he drove away. Her eyes were confused and pained; she felt so torn in what her decision entailed. Breaking up with him, and for what?!

Kim sighed.

She turned to the front door and slowly opened it. When she walked into the foyer, she noticed that her mother and father were asleep on the couch while a late night movie special played in the background.

Kim smiled at how close her parents were after so many years together.

Eventually, after checking everything around the house and nearly avoiding an incoming "toy" the tweebs had built, Kim  found herself in her room, laying on her bed and looking uselessly at the ceiling.

Her mind wandered to a many different things; why did she have the need to break it off with Ron, who was she really wanting to go for, and why was it that she hadn't felt any real excitement since her last mission? It was all too much.

Kim sat up and ran her fingers through the red strands of her hair. She looked at her side table; the drawers contained every major file on every enemy she had ever faced. She stared at it for a minute. Her hand itched with the want to open it. Why? Who knows.

The teen hero reached over to the handle and gently pulled open the drawer. Everything inside was organized by date, name, mission, etc. She reached her hand in and plucked out what she thought to be a random folder. Upon opening it, the name scrawled at the top in green was Shego. Kim began to sift through Shego's information.

'Black hair... Pale green-hued skin... Martial arts include karate, tai kwon do, mantas--' The list went on for some time. Kim skipped through it and went to the back of the folder. There were newspaper clips and security tapes from various thefts, battles, and lair destructions. All of them contained vivid memories and imagery that were forever implanted in Kim's mind.

She looked through more of the paperwork and she read aloud to herself:

"Often taunts enemies/employers with nicknames. Most often used in battle:--" Kim read each on slowly and had an unknown smile on the edge of her lips. "--Princess, Pumpkin, Kimmie, Cupcake,--" The list went on for a while and at read off each name, Kim couldn't help but have a small chuckle escape her.

"Heh...almost sounds like pet names." Kim laughed even harder at the idea. "Wow, I really must be losing it if I'm sitting here re-reading Shego's file." She mumbled.

Kim flipped back to the video files, staring at them for a moment. "... No... No..." Kim close her eyes as she closed the folder and gently slid it back into place in the drawer.

She looked out the window. It was quiet, peaceful... Kim sat and wondered to herself, 'I wonder what she does in her free time...'

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Ron drove his car up the driveway and put the gears into park. He sighed as he looked to Rufus who sat in the passenger seat giving a returning glance. Ron smiled at the small creature’s look of worry.

"C'mon, buddy..." He said as he scooped up the hairless rodent and gently slid him into his pocket. Ron opened he car door, stepping out of it and closing it with its usual unwanted slam.

He looked at his house; dark. Everyone was asleep so he'd have to be careful to not wake his baby sister as he walked in. However, his sister is not what dwelled on his mind.

"Rufus, is it just me or does Kim seem to be a little distant recently." Rufus was quiet, not knowing how to respond to what his owner had just asked him. Ron pulled his house key from his pocket to open the door.

"I don't know... She said that she's been zoning out a lot recently..." And image of Kim swam into his mind as he gently shut the door behind him. His footsteps were quiet as he made his way to his room. With a quiet thud, Ron shut his door. Be looked around his room.

'So quiet...' He thought. Rufus poked his head out of Ron's pocket and looked up at the boy. There was a smile planted on his lips as he continued to think of Kim. "She's so perfect..." He was quiet for a moment longer before he stretched his arms over his head. "I've got to be the luckiest guy, ever!"

Rufus scurried out of Ron's pocket as he began to get ready for bed. He slid off his shirt and reached for one the many bed shirts on the floor. Removing his pants, he nearly tripped over himself. Rufus snickered.

After surviving a trip to the bathroom as well, Ron sat on his bed. Rufus hopped onto his lap and chattered happily. Ron smiled. "Rufus, I think I can truthfully say that I am in love." Rufus gacked and pointed to the inside of his mouth with a disgusted look. "I know, I know, but..." He paused and smiled. "I can't help it. And you know what?" Rufus shook his head. "I think she feels the same and that's why she's so flustered recently!"

Rufus smiled at Ron, but in the back of his mind, he doubted Ron's conclusion. Animals have always had a better sense than humans; this would be no exception.

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"Get out!" Yelled the angry voice of Shego. Plasma fire came shooting out of her bedroom door as did a certain blue-skinned man.

"But She-" He didn't have time to finish before another stream of plasma came towards him and he ran away, with the door hissing shut behind him.

In her room, Shego snarled and cursed under her breath. "Damn that moron!" She exclaimed. She placed her hand on her temple, trying to relieve the headache Dr. Drakken had just caused. The man hadn't come up with a decent plan for about five months now. Shego was beginning to wonder why she still worked for him.

After saving the world from and alien invasion, Drakken had even more trouble than usual coming up with something to take over the world or destroy Kim Possible.

'Kim Possible...' Shego thought to herself. Lately, the teen hero had been on her mind a lot. She didn't understand why. Why would she? She hasn't seen or fought Kimmie in five months. Was it withdrawals? No; that would make her sound weak and capable of compassion.

Shego passed it off as just wanting to have a decent sparring partner.

She groaned as she fell onto her bed, throwing the sheets away from their beautifully made spot. Cyntho drones broke too easily and the henchmen just couldn't keep up with her. Once more her mind wandered to Kim. What exactly made Kim the perfect person to spar with?

With a growl, Shego stood from her bed and walked over to her file cabinet. She pulled out Kim's file and began to look through it.

"Fire red hair, tan..." She skimmed passed the physical attributes and looked at the martial arts. "Martial arts include karate, tai kwon do, mantas--" Shego read through the rest of them and smirked. "Only one she hasn't learned is dragon defense." The smirk played at Shego's lips for some time.

Continuing to search through the file, she found some old news reports and clippings which she admired. "Alright. I'll admit it..." Shego said with some regret. "Pumpkin does make a great fighter." 'Doesn't look so bad either...' Her eyes widened in shock.

What the hell was she thinking!? 'Calm down...' She told herself. 'You're just admiring her fighting abilities.'

Afterw a moment, Shego removed one of the tapes and shoved it into the VCR. She watched as Kimmie make elegant jumps and kicks, avoiding nearly everything that Shego threw at her. But that was just it; she was watching Kimmie. As she pinned Kim to the ground on the video, a smile tugged at her lips.

"I am just too much for her..." Shego muttered. Her heart rate jumped a little as she watched them exchange sarcastic banter.

" 'Being trapped under the worlds sexiest thief--how could you not think of that as a win!?' Shego laughed as she had a very winded and tired Kim pinned below her. Kim, panting and struggling to get away, smirked. 'I'm sorry, are you talking about yourself?' "

Shego laughed at Kim's response. That's what she liked about-- "NO!!" Shego yelled as she turned and threw a shot of plasma at the wall to her right. She growled low as she forced something down her throat.

"I do not like Kimmie..."

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Sun shone through the cracked window, obscured slightly by the gentle whips of the curtains that were lifted subtly by wind. The rays danced through the room as if to welcome new life to the inhabitants. A soft red pool of hair shifted under the sheets of a messy bed.

Kim smiled. She slowly emerged from the covers and stretched her arms over her head as she took in the first breath of the day. Mornings were always the best; the first stretch of the day, the calming breeze that brought in the fresh scent of autumn. Absolutely perfect.

Or it was until Kim looked over to her side table. The drawer was being kept open by a stubborn file that refused to go back into place. She sighed, discontent.

"What am I going to do...?" She muttered. Kim did as best as she could to keep thoughts of Ron from her mind.

"Lets just focus on the test this evening." Her confident smile returned with new vigor as she focused on matters more pressing.

Kim stood from the bed and stretched once more as she made her way down the hall and to the bathroom. 'I should really get my own place...' She thought to herself.

The only reason, Kim told herself, that she hadn't gone on an apartment hunt yet was because the Global Justice headquarters was actually stationed just south of Middleton, in the remote country not to far from there. The real reason, however, was because she didn't want to leave her home grounds. Yes, all of her enemies knew where she lived; that much was certain. But it crossed the hero's mind once in a while that it may actually be why she stays. She hopes to fight the old villains that she used to, to keep the familiarity that she had throughout the large majority of her life, maybe get some good exercise in once and a while. No matter. The eventual result was going to end up the same; she was going to have to move out, build up her adult life and focus on her new career.

With a grateful sigh, Kim stepped into the shower. The warm water massaged her back and she moaned with delight at the sensation of the dirt being removed from her skin. Water dripped from her chin and down her neck as she lifted her head back to let the rejuvenating water wash over her face.

'Maybe it's just because I'm getting bored...' Kim thought to herself. 'I mean, there's been nothing; no missions, felonies, misdemeanors... Nothing!' Her mind growled the words out as she picked up a bottle of shampoo and squeezed just enough into her hands. She lowered her head as she began to lather the soap into the thick tresses of her hair. Her eyes were sad but gentle as she continued to dwell on her current matter. 'Is it bad to say I miss her? I mean really... She was someone I practically saw almost every day. Who wouldn't miss the--...'

Kim sighed as she began to rinse the soap from her hair. "I just don't know..." After another moment of listening to the sound of water falling around her, Kim smiled a little. "Alright. So I miss the old days, but who wouldn't!?" She seemed to accept the notion, but it did not quell her thoughts.

"Why did I pull out her folder, though...?"

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To be continued in Ch. 2