Rysha:… I want to see Shego sing that in Drakken’s face…
Warning: Yes, this DOES contain yuri and yaoi. Yeah, imagine! A sweet little innocent girl like me writing about homosexual love! snorts Riiiiight ;)
Rysha: At least you’ve finally stopped pretending.
Okay, I wanted to apologize for taking so damn long. Honestly, this chapter is REALLY short, so… to make up for it, I'm posting the next chapter along with it. That's part of why it's late. The other half of my pathetic excuse is that I had prom to go to shoots a dirty look at Rysha cough motherfucker cough (Rysha: sighs) and I've also been sick. makes a face Allergies suck. But I am enjoying the warm weather… and the wonderful sunburn that goes with it. I can't BELIEVE I burned the first time the sun comes out. I never burn! Argh! I have sunburned boobs for crying out loud! Not fair! The Fates are having another cruel joke at my expense. Or maybe the Evil Demented Bunny… either way…
Also, I have no clue if there really is an SAA, I just pulled some lame thing out of my bum on that. Same for the scaneratramuron. Actually Rysha pulled that out of her butt, but… whatever ;) That WOULD explain why she's such a tight ass sometimes… grins Oh, and to answer WannaBeRogue's question of WHY I have to be so angsty and mean . … laughs I have to have SOME drama, or else what's the point. I already went through the whole thing of getting Kim & Shego together, now… I gotta pick at it. As if I would really be mean enough to split them up though, I mean… I can't get rid of the great Kigo-ness! So… I gotta do something else ;) Like add angst. Though if I get too angsty, tell me. I don't want this to be one of the horribly angsty things that you can't get through 'cause it's just too silly. I don't like those any more than the next person.
Rysha: NEVER ANY STORIES THAT HAVE ANGST DEALING WITH RAPE OR DEATH IS EXCEPTABLE! …………….OR WHERE THEY SERIOUSLY GET WITH OTHER PEOPLE……
Rin: O.O Okay…… so Kim’s not allowed to go around banging people?
Rysha: Exactly, only Shego. Or hank…
Rin: . OMG, ewwwwwwwwwwwwww… Okay, well, um… sniff My brain’s been melted at the horrible thoughts…
Rysha:……in my defense it was Daku’s fault………
Rin: Riiiiiiiight, suuuuuure, ooooooookay… I like stretching out my letters ;)
Rysha: That’s not all you like stretching out.
Rin: smacks Rysha Um… I have nothing to say in my defense.
Rysha: rubs her head THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU HIT ME?
Rin: Because now I feel better.
Rysha: scowls
Back at the Possible house, Ron lay next to Felix in the den on their little pull out bed. Felix had his legs intertwined with Ron's and the blond boy's head lay on Felix's soft chest, listening to the beat of his heart. Felix's breath ruffled Ron's hair lightly. Neither boy spoke, they simply lay in silence listening to the other's breathing.
After Kim had left, the night had become pretty dull. There wasn't much to do other than wait. And waiting was…well, boring. When Felix had suggested trying to get some shut eye, Ron had enthusiastically agreed after realizing that he'd get to snuggle up close to Felix's warm body.
Something had been nagging at Ron's mind. Feeling that their relationship was still rather fragile, he didn't want to push Felix away by asking questions, but… Why didn't he want anyone to know about them? Was Felix ashamed of him? Ron thought back to when Norkie made the comment that Ron and Felix smelled different and Felix had just brushed it off saying it wasn't important. Why? Did Ron do something wrong?
Ron looked up at the subject of his thoughts. Felix had his eyes closed and he looked completely relaxed. Ron studied the contours of his face silently wishing he had the courage to ask. Suddenly Ron was staring into a pair of deep blue eyes.
“What?” Felix murmured.
“It's nothing,” Ron stated firmly, looking down at Felix's chest.
“No…” Felix lifted Ron's chin with a finger. “What's wrong?”
Staring into those blue eyes, Ron couldn't think of a good excuse not to ask him. If they were going to continue this relationship, Ron felt that he had a right to know. He could feel his courage building as he opened his mouth to speak.
“I-” Ron was cut off abruptly as the communicator piped up insistently. Grinding his teeth together, Ron hastily bit off a few choice words and snatched up the small device.
“Yeah Wade?” he growled. Wade blinked at him, obviously surprised.
“What's up with you, Ron?” the younger boy asked him, raising an eyebrow.
“Nothing,” Ron replied shortly. “Do you have a reason for calling?”
Wade hesitated. “…Yeah. I have a lead on Norkie. Apparently what was being picked up on my computers was a frequency so high that even dogs don't respond. I did my research and found that only one device can make such a sound at that level. It's called a scaneratramuron. It was made by a Dr. William Sellers of the SAA,” Wade informed him.
“What's a SAA?” Ron's brow drew together in a puzzled expression.
“Science Association of America.” Felix poked his head over Ron's shoulder. Ron looked at the brown haired boy, putting their faces dangerously close together and Ron could feel his ears tinge pink.
“How did you know that?” Ron inquired of his friend.
“My mom's a big science wiz, remember? In fact, she might even know Dr. Sellers,” Felix stated.
“It won't do any good. It was stolen three days ago from the lab. Apparently whoever did it knew their stuff. They blocked off all visuals from the cameras.” At this new information from Wade, Ron's shoulder's slumped. “But…”
Ron perked back up.
“They forgot about the audio system. They may have blocked off the cameras, but I'm betting that it still has sound,” Wade said, typing quickly. The screen turned black and you could hear the sound of footsteps.
“There! Now that the surveillance system is out of the way, the scaneratramuron is mine!” crowed a familiar accented voice.
“Dementor!” Ron exclaimed.
Wade appeared back on the screen. “Exactly.”
“Well, let's go get him!” Ron started to head off, but he stopped when a hand descended on his shoulder.
“Ron.” Felix's blue eyes narrowed. “Why are you so enthusiastic about finding this guy anyway?”
Ron's eyes flicked over Felix's face, over the smooth skin, slitted blue eyes, his tight lipped mouth. Also not going unnoticed were Felix's hands curled into fists by his sides. Ron gazed into Felix's eyes and found he couldn't read them. Unable to believe it, Ron felt his jaw go slack. Felix was… jealous!
Feeling laughter bubble up inside of him, Ron covered his mouth in an attempt to stifle the giggles. Felix felt his face go hot, then cold and for once in his life, the teen boy was at a loss for words.
“What?” Felix growled from between clenched teeth, turning away, and readied himself to stalk off to sulk. He stopped when he felt a warmth press into his back. Ron rested his cheek against Felix's shoulder, feeling the soft play of muscles in Felix's back as he pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around his waist. He placed a small kiss on his shoulder and sighed into the soft material of the shirt.
“Look-” Ron paused to get his thoughts straight. “I care for you. You mean the world to me. I-I love you,” he paused. He could feel Felix relaxing little by little so he pressed onwards. “Norkie's my friend, but you are so much more than that. I'm just not the kind of person to stand by and let my friends be hurt. If you…if you can’t see that, then…” Ron trailed off, waiting for a response from the other boy.
Felix let out a heavy sigh. “Let's go get him,” he said quietly and pulled away from Ron, refusing to look him in the eye. Ron grinned from ear to ear in triumph as he followed his lover out the door.