Here we go again.
They were very much into it now.
The shouting. The throwing of the plates. The cursing. Let's not forget the fisticuffs either.
The other tenants of the apartment building knew what these two roommates were doing. Plus they also knew what they were going do to soon after.
The sounds of growling were the only sounds that could be heard from apartment 4C in the Upper Middleton Condominium Complex.
“To think, I could've left you with the police!” One of them snarled angrily.
“Then why didn't you, Princess? I'm sure the Slammer is a lot better than living here with you.” The other said, equaling the anger.
A few minutes later, the sound of a crash was heard as the two continued their rather destructive arguments. After more growling, the gnashing of teeth, and what had to be either a punch or a kick thrown, a loud thump followed by another was heard.
“Hah! What are you gonna do now?” The first voice said
“Being in this… Position. I think I just realized something…” The other replied.
“What?” The first asked testily.
“I love you, Princess.”
Oh boy…
To the tenants it was one thing if those two were going to fight every third day. But it was another thing to do what they are doing right now! Plus it was a lot more frequent than the fighting! It was also another thing to be that loud in the middle of the night!
Many a person could be up for hours listening to all that… Racket.
Why hasn't the landlord evicted those two yet? He doesn't exactly know. But it definitely had something to do with one being a former teen superheroine…
And so it goes.
The next morning, in that very apartment numbered 4C, it had looked as if a tornado came through the entire apartment. Broken lamps, various vases destroyed, priceless china in thousands of pieces and sure enough, two very much naked souls lying on the floor, with a small blanket wrapped around each other to cover their respective shame.
Must've been a tornado of lust apparently.
The first, a redhead, began to stir. Rubbing her eyes, she looked at the absolute destruction that she played a part in and quickly tapping her partner or the shoulder. The other floormate, who had a penchant for the color green gave an annoyed grunt and began to stir as well.
“Shego… Wake up!” The redhead said urgently. For a few seconds no reply came from the older woman. Annoyed, the redhead grabbed the blanket and then stood, leaving the raven-haired woman on the floor, absolutely naked.
That would garner a response, the younger woman thought to herself.
Shocked at the sudden influx of cold air, the older woman leaped from her former sleeping position, glared at the younger woman, took a look at herself, and ran into the bathroom.
Kim Possible had absolutely no idea why or how her relationship with her greatest adversary turned into a relationship like this.
But it must've began with something like what happened last night.
Minutes later, Shego stepped out from the bathroom. Just slightly more dressed than she was minutes before. Taking a look at her surroundings, she then looked at Kim with narrowed eyes and an angry expression on her face.
“Was there any reason why you so rudely interrupted my beauty sleep, Kimmie?” Shego asked in a pleasant voice singed with sarcasm.
“Number One.” Kim replied. “You're wasting your time if your trying to get a beauty sleep.” She said coarsely. “And number two, we have to clean up the mess you made last night.”
Shego was taken aback a little bit. The mess she made?
Running a hand through her lustrous black hair, the former criminal placed her thumb and index finger on her chin, feigning a look of a professional detective.
“Gosh… I'm almost sure you played some kind of part in this mess.” Shego said, with more sarcasm than usual.
“So you're saying this is my fault?” Kim asked incredulously.
“Wow!” Shego replied with a sardonic smile on her face. “You're a sharp one!” She said with a slight grin appearing on her face.
Shego certainly knew how to push Kim's buttons. Because within seconds, Kim was inches apart from the green-and-black clad woman.
“Don't start.” Kim warned, her voicing darkening a bit. Shego rolled her eyes, dismissing the foreboding look on Kim's face.
“Or else what?” Shego questioned, placing a hand on Kim's cheek. “I kinda like what happened after…”
“…Shut it!” Kim snapped back, slapping the older woman's hand away.
“Or else what?” Shego repeated. “It's always like this anyways.” She said with reason.
Naturally, this angered Kim some more. But instead of raising her voice, she sighed and took a few steps away from Shego. She took a seat on the couch, which was one of the objects that actually weren't uprooted or destroyed the night before.
Shego, signaling that something was wrong. She took a seat right next to her part-time adversary, and part-time lover.
“Come on… What's wrong?” The black-haired woman said with concern, wrapping an arm around Kim.
“Why is it always like this?” The redhead asked sadly.
“Because we're enemies.” Shego replied seriously. “Buuut, it's always a happy ending after we argue.” She reasoned seductively, resting a hand on Kim's thigh.
“How did it end up like this?” Kim asked, laying her head on the older woman's shoulder.
“I don't know.” Shego answered. “But I like it.” She added, nearing the distance between herself and the redhead. As if on instinct, the two women began to kiss slowly and passionately. Seconds later, the older woman broke the kiss and began trailing kisses on Kim's neck. The younger woman began to respond with slight moans.
“Sh-Sh-Shego.” Kim said, slightly shuddering from the attention she was getting.
“Hm?”
“Did you mean what you said last night?”
“About what?”
“About you loving me. Did you mean that?” Kim asked.
“Nah.” Shego said with a grin. “I just said that to get you into the sack quicker.” She explained with that sardonic grin never leaving her face.
Sound recorders would have never recorded such a louder slap than the one that Kim just delivered to Shego at that moment.
So with that momentary slip of Shego's tongue…
…The perpetual cycle began all over again.
After an argument
That's just the best
You and meeeee, having sex…
After an argument
That's just the best
“Break Up To Make Up” - R. Kelly
End.
Other Stuff: A guilty pleasure that I admit is that I seriously enjoyed writing this up. While Yuri is not something I usually write (This is actually the first I've written.), I have nothing against reading either Yaoi or Yuri. I guess I would imagine Kigo ending up sort of like this. Fightin’… Fussin’… Luuuvin’… lol.
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