Glow or Die


Chapter 6


The Little Things

by
Zion


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TITLE: The Little Things

AUTHOR: Zion

DISCLAIMER: “Kim Possible” and all characters within © The Walt Disney Company and its related entities. Kim Possible created by Mark McCorkle & Bob Schooley. All rights reserved. All other Characters not related to Kim Possible belong to their respective owners and creators. Original and ideas Characters are the intellectual property of their respective authors.

SUMMARY: Mature AU fic with heavy Read or Die themes.

TYPE: Kim/Shego, Crossover

RATING: US: R / DE: 16

Words: 1894


Iigo sat on Shego’s old bed, clutching the pillow that had been left behind. “Sister…what did I do to make it so you wanted to leave so badly?”

The empty room didn’t answer, and slowly Iigo sank through the bed and floor, leaving behind the pillow and empty room.


Shego felt her jaw drop as she cleared the last stair. “God…Pumpkin…Why’d you have to live on the top floor?”

Kim blushed, “I…err….”

Shego’s jaw hit a new low as she entered the one room that hadn’t been completely taken over by books. In the middle of the room was a single bed, nightstand, complete with lamp, and mountains of books. “Pumpkin…we need to talk….”

Kim looked up at the taller woman, “About what? It’s just my room…”

“The only clear floor space is the door to the bed! And what is with all of these sticky notes everywhere?”

Kim looked away, scratching at her nose, “My mother is a bit paranoid about me being forgetful…so whenever she comes over she leaves those notes everywhere.”

She glanced at a few of the closest ones. Put clothes on! Eat breakfast! Brush your hair! The taller woman shook her head slowly, “Put clothes on?”

Kim turned scarlet, “That only happened once! Honest!”

Shego found herself holding her head in disbelief. What have I gotten myself into? Would it have been better to stay back there on that island?

Kim kicked sneakers off, her paper clothes falling off as she looked over her books, her mind automatically falling into its usual post mission routine. She grabbed a book and flopped onto her bed, opening it, and settling in for the evening.

Or rather she was going to until Shego disturbed her. The taller woman crouched down near were Kim’s face was and poked the red head’s nose, “Neither of us have eaten yet. And I know you don’t have a kitchen.”

Kim’s face turned scarlet, “Oh….” She got up, and the paper she had left behind earlier swirled, making a pair of pants and a dark green shirt. Her feet slid back into her shoes, all the time never letting go of her book. “I know a good place where we can get some food.”

Shego shook her head. Something tells me she’d starve if not reminded that she needs to eat to live.

A short walk, only about a half mile, led to a small bookstore. Kim didn’t even look up from her book as she led they way up a set of side stairs and stopped at the door at the top. Pausing to turn the page, she knocked.

A brunette opened the door, a pair of thin glasses perched on her head. “Kim…Don’t tell me…you forgot to eat again.” She shook her head as she looked behind the redhead, “And you brought a friend. How sweet.”

“Bitch,” Shego muttered under her breathe. The brunette raised an eyebrow, not saying anything.

“Bonnie…this is Shego…Shego, this is Bonnie Rockwaller.” Kim closed the book, memorizing the page number she was on. “Bonnie…?”

The brunette sighed and ushered the pair in, “I was actually hoping you’d come by. I made sushi tonight.”

Kim’s expression, “You made sushi…” The redhead hugged the other woman who blinked for a moment, her glasses choosing that moment to slide down her face and back onto her nose. The redhead was ecstatic, and both of the other women knew it.

Bonnie pried herself loose and closed the front door. “Sushi is in the kitchen Kim. I want to talk to Shego for a moment, okay?”

The redhead nodded dutifully, and left the two alone.

“Let’s get on thing straight…I don’t appreciate strange people showing up with Kim. She’s the one person I trust to read my books before I give them to the publisher and a source of inspiration for me. But for someone as exotic and sexy as you….I’ll make an exception.”

Bonnie’s lips were close, much closer than Shego had realized when the woman was speaking. The pale green woman went to push the woman away, but the brunette was quick, snaking her arms around the pale woman, and kissed her.

Shego’s body went stiff as she fought the urge to give in. The brunette’s tounge ran over Shego’s, the tip brushing against the roof of the paler woman’s mouth. Bonnie pulled herself away, a look of disappointment on her face.

“So…you’re interesting in her.” The tone wasn’t one of malice or of annoyance, but the woman sounded upset. “She unobtainable for either one of us though…I’ve been chasing after her for six years…and she…she doesn’t even realize it.” Bonnie’s face buried itself in Shego’s shoulder and the other woman was stunned at the fact that a woman she had just met was pouring herself out so easily.

There has to be a sign on my forehead that says I want to hear other people’s issues. Though one thing she said has been useful…Kim is hard to get to attention from….thanks mostly to those books. Not an impossible thing to work around. I’m sure of it……I am so lying to myself right now…


Iigo walked into the office tentatively, “You wanted to see me Father?”

“Come, sit down,” He motioned to a chair in front of his desk.

The pale woman sat down tentatively, trying to hide her fear of the man. She knew she had no real reason to fear him, but there was something that gnawed at the back of her mind that told her she should be.

“I need you to carry out a very important mission for me. Shego needs to be punished for leaving us. Something permanent that will remind her of the traitor she is every time she looks in the mirror. That is why you are going to cut her hand off, and bring it to me.”

Iigo felt sick, her pale skin looking a touch green, almost making her look like Shego. “But Father…what if I can persuade her to come back?”

The man thought about it for a moment, “Then she’ll keep her hand. But if you can’t convince her, use this.” He opened a drawer on his desk and pulled out a short sword. It was straight bladed, and only one side was sharpened. He then pulled out a matching ivory sheath and put the blade inside of it. “Remember….bring me either Shego or her hand…or you will be punished. Even my favorite child isn’t above my wrath. Understood?”

Iigo’s hand was trembling as she grabbed the weapon from the man. She’d killed people before, but to harm her own sister was something she had never done before. But if it pleased Father, she’d do it, “Understood Father.”

And with that she left.

“Iigo I trust you to succeed in this small task. And if you happen to fail it will be no large matter for you to cut your own arm off, I’m sure of it.”


Shego curled up in the bed next to Kim. Granted it was the only place to sleep in the whole building unless she slept on the roof, but she wasn’t going to complain. After all she could always “accidentally” cuddle up to the Paper Master in her sleep.

The problem was that she couldn’t get to sleep no matter how hard she tried. It was what that woman Bonnie had said before dinner that bothered her.

Kim was too lost in books to realize that she was hurting people who loved her.

People who wanted to be with her. To hold her close for emotional comfort. To snuggle up to in their sleep. People who wanted hot tantric lesbian sex right then and there. Regardless of when “then” and “there” where.

Shego looked at the sleeping woman and smiled. She had fallen asleep with a book in her hand, her fingers clutching it tightly in her sleep.

What was it that attracted her to the estranged woman though? Her body? The way she moved? Her eyes? The way she fought? The fact that she could use paper as everything from clothes, to a weapon and probably more? Her obsession with books?

Just what was it?

Shego growled in frustrated, “You should be happy I like you so much Pumpkin because you’re giving me a migraine.”

The pale green woman wrapped her arms tenderly around the sleeping redhead and snuggled in close. The redhead shifted to accommodate her bedmate and sighed in her sleep.

It took a moment of careful debating in her head to satisfy her tortured mind before Shego planted a small kiss her new friend, potential love, and big time crush’s nose. Kim sighed again and nuzzled back in response.

Shego smiled, “Well at least your subconscious likes me.”


Iigo sat one the roof across the street, a pair of specially designed night vision goggles on her head. They were zoomed in letting the pale woman see into the window of her target. So that’s why you left Sister. You like that woman.

Pitiful you let yourself become clouded like that. We could have made a wonderful couple, not to mention an excellent team in Father’s conquest if you had just stayed. We were made for each other. But you betrayed me for some common redheaded slut. Well Sister I can live with that.

But only after I do what Father has requested of me. You get one last chance Sister, and then if you don’t choose me…I’ll kill you. Father can get that hand of yours…but I…I get your life.

She pulled the goggles off of her head and stared at the building for a moment as her fingers drummed against the hilt of the weapon she had been given. Slowly she reached down to the side of her white and black cat suit and flicked the radio on, the earpiece giving a small burst of static as it came online. The microphone that sat against her throat picked up each word as she spoke.

“Father…I confront Shego in twenty minutes. May I have your blessing?”

The voice came back over the earpiece as if Father was right next to her, “Of course my Daughter. Feel free to proceed when you’re ready. I will be awaiting your status after the operation, and the status of your sister.

“Understood Father. Out.” And with that Iigo flicked off the radio, and fell forward off the roof, her body half in and half out of the building as she descended quickly, her glow letting her ghost through the solid brick like it was water.

Sister…soon you will decide. And then I will kill you, or love you again. It is in your hands now.


A/N: And so I –finally- finish Chapter Six. Took longer than I wanted, and Chapter Seven is going to be a while too. Sorry.

And for the record the only reason Iigo and Shego are sisters is because the same person created them. So no whining about incest, you hear? Besides if people can pair Mega Man and Blues, or Roll or all three at one I can get away with this.

Reviews are welcome, as are comments on how I’ve just emotionally scarred you again for those who’ve read my fic where Shego kisses Kim’s mother.

Anyways enough of my rambling…and come back for the next chapter whenever I finish it!


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