Nothing's so loud
As hearing when we lie
The truth is not kind
And you've said neither am I
But the air outside so soft is saying everything
Everything
All I want is to feel this way
To be this close, to feel the same
All I want is to feel this way
The evening speaks, I feel it say…
Kim took a deep breath and leapt through the open skylight into the large warehouse that was Drakken's current lair. Landing nimbly, she immediately spotted Shego as the other woman broke into a wide grin and ignited her hands. The glow cast eerie shadows on the dilapidated walls of the formerly deserted warehouse.
“Why, Kimmie, so good of you to join us. I'd begun to lose hope that you'd remember me.” Shego swiped at Kim's shoulder, following through with a rapid punch to the solar plexus. The first, Kim deflected, and the second she blocked outright. She pushed Shego's hands away and swung her leg around in a rapid fire knife kick. Shego caught Kim's descending ankle on her crossed wrists, smirking at Kim through the few inches between them. “Then, I'd be crushed, Princess.”
Shego shoved Kim away, following through with a outer crescent kick aimed for her head. Kim leapt backward, backflipping away from Shego's assault.
“The only thing you need to worry about being crushed by is the hammer of justice!” Both women stopped mid punch and looked over at Ron. “What? Too much?”
Kim looked back at Shego and rolled her eyes. Shego smirked and leaned backward, abruptly raising her knee to impact with Kim's hip. Kim twisted into the blow, moving into Shego's personal space with a hand extended to strike at Shego's exposed side.
“Come on, Pumpkin…” Shego grinned at Kim, her eyes sparkling in the dim light of the warehouse as she captured Kim's arm between her ribs and her elbow. Shego darted an arm around Kim, pulling her flush against the older woman. Shego's leg slid down Kim's side as they spun from the momentum, Kim's free arm trapped between their bodies. Unless she did something drastic, she was stuck for the moment.
Shego leaned her head in closer to Kim's, lowering her voice conspiratorially. “You've got to do better than that.”
Kim pushed off from the floor as strongly as she could, toppling Shego into the crates that stood negligently stacked in the corner. They went down in a tangle of limbs, Kim landing heavily atop of Shego, breathing heavily from impact.
“Why, Shego, I never knew you cared.” Kim leapt up and backwards, landing on the balls of her feet.
“Keep it coming, Princess, I've got tricks your pretty little mind can't even begin to imagine.” Shego bared her teeth in a feral grin, jabbing at Kim's midsection with a glowing hand.
Kim, laughing, flipped backwards and vertical, landing on one of the many wooden crates that littered the warehouse. “You've got a lot to learn if you think I'm intimidated by that.”
Shego's grin widened fractionally, and she flipped onto the crate next to Kim's, a few blows thrown her way in the process. Kim blocked and parried as Shego pressed her offensive, nudging against Kim's defenses.
Kim felt the edge of the crate under the heel of her shoe. Another step backward and she'd be falling. Her arms and legs were blurred by the speed of the blocks and returned blows she rained on Shego. She wasn't keeping count, but she was pretty certain that the number of hits they were scoring on each other were damn close.
Kim felt a twinge in her side and propelled herself upward and backward, seeking to land a few feet away from the crate, ready to continue the fight as she caught her breath.
Instead, she found herself tackled in midair, caught in a pair of arms that had just been delivering debilitating blows.
“Losing your touch, Princess?” Shego's smirk was insufferable and Kim barely repressed the need to slap it from Shego's face.
“Put me down, Shego!” Kim pushed at Shego's shoulder to emphasize her point.
Shego's wide grin softened marginally as she leaned in, her warm breath mingling with Kim's. The arresting green of Shego's intense eyes was enough to make her completely forget about Drakken and Ron. Fluttering erupted in her stomach, and she tried to hide the unneccessary excitement behind a scowl.
Their noses were almost touching. Kim could reach out and brush her lips across Shego's, content in the feeling of Shego's arms holding her securely.
Shego's grin hadn't wavered. It was rather unnerving. When she spoke, her voice was soft, almost intimate, caressing Kim's ears with it's dulcet purr.
“Until next time, Princess.”
And Kim found herself deposited on the floor, dazed, as Shego flipped onto the crates and up through the roof. Forcibly shaking herself free of the spell Shego had cast on her, she visually scanned the warehouse. Except for herself and Ron, it was deserted again.
“Whoa…you've got it bad, Kim.” Rufus chittered his agreement with Ron's statment from his perch in Ron's pocket.
“I'm fine. What did you find out?” She shook her head, shoving away the experience, to be dealt with later.
“Kim…Drakken's not here. There's nothing except these old crates.” Ron gestured limply. “It's empty.”
“What?” Kim pulled out her Kimmunicator and beeped Wade. “Wade, you said Drakken and Shego were holed up in this warehouse!”
Wade glanced behind Kim, connecting with Ron's serious gaze. “Uh, Kim? Drakken wasn't there. The request only specified Shego.” Wade shook his head. “Last known intel is that he's still on that desert retreat. Want me to track his last few hours?”
“Please and thank you!” Kim flipped off the Kimmunicator and held up a hand to stem the tide that was surely going to fall from Ron's mouth. “Ron, I am ferociously not in the mood. Let's just go home.”
Ron thought better of speaking and nodded his head, following behind as Kim made her way out of the warehouse. They walked silently through the twilight streets of Middleton.
If Kim were to ask him, and she wouldn't, this whole Shego incident could be either a fluke, or a serious indication of the other woman's interest.
Rubbing his chin, Ron mused for a long moment, his blank stare cutting into the sidewalk. Alright. If Shego pulled another stunt like that next time, then she either had a hard-on for Kim or she had figured out that Kim was mad crushing on her.
Neither option was truly appealing. If Shego was pushing Kim, there was no telling what lengths she'd go to get Kim. On the other hand, if she was trying to manipulate Kim, she'd be introduced what being a Monkey Kung Fu Master really meant.
In front of him, Kim strode purposefully through Middleton. She didn't dare think of the meaning of Shego's actions. She would cherish those few moments of unspeakable bliss and be on guard against a repeat.
Shego had caught her with her pants down. Kim was not about to let that happen again.
The gentle breeze kissed her skin, the freshness of the evening air clearing her head.
She would face Shego again.
Next time, though…Shego would be the one caught with her pants down.