Hard Times

Chapter 3

In Trouble

King in Yellow

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TITLE: In Trouble

AUTHOR: King in Yellow

DISCLAIMER: The various characters from the Kim Possible series are all owned by Disney. Any and all registered trade names property of their respective owners. Cheap shots at celebrities constitute fair usage.

SUMMARY: Not in Best Enemies universe. KiGo but not so much femslash as lemon with a twist. Inspired by the caption work of Dark Angel: Version 4.0. It attempts to have something for everyone which means it will please no one.

TYPE: Kim/Shego

RATING: US: R / DE: 16

Words: 1852

Shego didn't trust the autopilot fully, and stayed awake for the entire flight back to the US. The tiny green and black jet didn't allow Kim room to stretch out, but she curled up as best she could and slept for most of the trip.

Shego set down so softly at the Middleton airport that Kim didn't wake up. Shego painfully crawled out and stretched on the tarmac. She couldn't remember ever being as sore after a session of lovemaking. Kim had not joined her outside and Shego went back into the plane. Kim was still asleep. Shego gently kissed the girl on the top of her head, then grabbed her arm and shook her firmly. “Wakey-wakey! All ashore that's going ashore.”

“Ten more minutes, please Mom.”

“If you do to your Mom what you did to me you are really sick.”

Kim's eyes snapped open. Shego leered at her. “I want to leave you with one last thought, Princess. I lied to you. I know the springs just change your outer form. They can't change who you are inside. You can't go in liking boys, and come out liking girls because you're wearing a different body -- any more than changing from one set of clothes to another changes your sexual orientation. You fucked me because you wanted to fuck me. I just gave you an excuse. I told you it would be okay because you were thinking differently. But you weren't thinking any differently than you're thinking right now -- and you knew that. You just let your guard down and were honest with your own feelings in a way you've never been before.”

“That's not true.”

“No? You know damn well it is true. The thing that scares you right now is that I know it too. You were happy to screw poor stupid Shego, who would just chalk it up to a personality change. She can't be too bright if she works for Drakken. But I knew the truth.”

“Then why, Shego? Why did you let me make love to you? Do you love me?”

“Love you? You were just a little bit of fun. I got to be the first person in cheerleader Kim Popsicle's panties. Do you know how many boys at your school would have given anything for that honor? Oh, maybe not in the way I got you. But I was your first. You take your first experience with you for the rest of your life. Every time you remember it -- every time you dream about it -- every time you're with someone who asks you about your first time I'm going to be there in your mind. My eyes will be looking into yours as you remember calling my name and moaning as you came inside me.”

“You used me!” Kim gasped.

“Damn straight. And you loved every minute of it. But it was you who woke me up at two in the morning. It was you who started playing with my ass while I was brushing my teeth. You were begging me for another quickie before I pushed you into the spring and you lost your excuse. God, I don't know if you were trying to fuck me raw, but you'd have killed me with kindness if you'd had that thing any longer. But that wasn't the prick talking, that was you wanting sex with me. You're a tiger, Kim. And it's never going to be the same when we fight. You'll look at me -- and you can't deny you want me any more. But you can't have me again. I'm forbidden fruit. And seeing me, knowing you want me, knowing that I know you want me will just make you lust for me all the more. You were a great roll in the hay, Possible. But that's all you were for me -- a great lay.”

Shego released Kim's arm and the teenager left the jet looking hurt. Shego watched her walk slowly towards the terminal, her shoulders stooped in dejection. Then Shego doubled over and began to cry.

Shego refueled and had a bite to eat before returning to Drakken's Lair. “You're back early,” he called. “How was training?”

“Shut up.”

“Someone flew in on the wrong side of the joy stick this morning.” Shego's hands began to glow with green flame. “I'm sorry for whatever I said!”

“I guess it's not your fault, Dr. D. I'm just going to go to my quarters and mope for the rest of my time off.”

“Is there anything I can get for you,” he asked with real compassion.

“Could you get me some chocolate chip ice cream, please? And a bottle of cranberry juice.” She thought of adding,“And an ice pack for my crotch,” but left that unspoken.

“I'll take the hovercraft in myself,” he promised.

“Drew?” Dr. Drakken nodded stiffly to the man behind him in the express checkout line --what was he thinking when he left the Lair without carrying a portable death ray?

“Yes, James. What brings you to the grocery store?”

“Kimmie-cub was feeling a little down and asked me to pick some chocolate chip ice cream up for her.”

“Shego is feeling a little under the weather as well. I hope it isn't contagious.”

“Is the cranberry juice for her?”

“Yes, why?”

“Oh, never mind. I'm just thinking about why my wife sometimes asks me to pick it up.”

Several weeks passed with no obvious world domination plans from Dr. Drakken. Kim steeled herself with the fury of a woman scorned. There would be a domination plan, and she would see Shego again. She would beat Shego unconscious the next time the two fought. Shego's face, distorted with passion as the two made love, would not be in Kim's mind, only that evil leering smile as she said goodbye.

But Kim's next contact with Shego did not take place while stopping Drakken's plans.

“Kim, phone call for you.”

“Thanks Mom, I'll take it in here.”

“Hello, Kim,” the voice on the other end whispered. “Please let me talk with you.”

Kim hung up. Five minutes later the phone rang again, “Please, Kim--” Kim hung up. Five minutes later the phone rang again. “Don't--” Kim hung up.

“What is going on, Kimberly Ann?”

“It's a crank call from Shego. I don't want to talk with her.”

“Then let me answer next time.”

“Thanks Mom. Don't listen to her. All she does is lie.”


“Hello, Could I please talk with--”

“Is this Shego?”

“Yes. Could I please --”

“Kim has said she doesn't want to talk with you.”

“But this is important. I really need --”

“Kim has said she doesn’t want to talk to you. I will be watching the caller ID and every time your number appears I'll be hanging up without listening to a word you say. Do you understand?”

“Yes, but --”

“No buts. It's enough you understand. Don't call back.”

And hour later the doorbell rang. Shego seemed smaller as she stood on the front step. She wasn't in uniform and her eyes had a slightly haunted look with dark lines underneath them.

“Five minutes,” she pleaded. “Just give me five minutes.”

Kim said nothing, but led her enemy back to the den and closed the door. She pointed Shego to one chair and sat down in the other. Then Kim looked at her watch very deliberately, telling Shego with her actions that the timer had started.

“Say something, Kim. Please.”

“Why did you lie to me, Shego?”

“Seems like I wasn't the only one lying.”

“What do you mean?”

“When you came up from the spring… I reached out for you. You could have reached for me. You could have said you wanted me. You treated me like something unclean. Now that you were, quote back to normal, you couldn't be bothered by the woman you were trying to grope a minute earlier.”

“I… I just got a little crazy over there. That was all. I didn't know how to handle what had happened to me.”

“I'm not sure how to handle what happened to me either,” Shego whispered.

“What happened to you?”

“Oh, first the Nannichuan left you able to generate real sperm. Second, my memory of my own cycle wasn't all that good. And Jusenkyo magic seems to trump comet magic. Morning sickness is a bitch.”

“You're saying…”

“Shego took a sealed sandwich-sized bag from her purse and tossed it to Kim. Kim tried to figure out what she was looking at inside. “There's a positive reading on that,” Shego informed her. “The other six were all positive too. In about seven months or so you're going to be a daddy.”

Kim was stunned, “I'm going to be a father? What the hell am I gonna do?”

“I'm more interested in what in the hell I'm going to do?”

“What makes you sure I'm going to be the father.”

“You're the only person I've slept with in almost two years. I don't get to meet a lot of attractive singles in my line of work.”

“Shego, I don't believe you. You've lied to me too often. This is just another effort to screw with my head. I'm not falling for your lies any more.”

“Maybe I deserve that. But I'm telling you the truth this time. I don't know what I'm going to do. But after China I just couldn't go away without seeing you one last time.”

“What do you mean, go away?”

“Gee, and I thought you were an honor student and understood English. I need some space. I don't know what I'm going to do. Maybe I'm going to end this pregnancy. Maybe I'll put the kid up for adoption. Maybe I'll retire and raise the little brat. Maybe I'll put a gun to my head and blow my brains out. I'm not thinking very clearly at the moment, okay? I've left Drakken. I plan to travel for a little while -- let my head clear. Maybe… I don't know. I'm in no shape to think right now.”

“But you had to see me first?”

“Yeah. First, I thought you'd get a chuckle out of this. How many heroines can say they knocked up their worst enemy? Second… One last lie to confess and I'll be going. I lied when I said I let you make love to me just to spite you. I love you, Kim. I don't know why. We've never done anything but fight. It must confuse you as much as it confuses me. But… “

The dark-haired woman expected the redhead to say something, anything -- but she remained silent -- glancing down at her watch to check how much time was left.

Shego realized she was babbling and finished her speech in a rush. “So, that's it.” She said softly. “I just had to see you one last time. You get the last laugh. Bye.” She rose from her chair and let herself out the door, closing it behind her with a silence born of long practice.

--- The End ---

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