The Date

Another Kim and Ron thing. Thought of it while I was at work last night. It takes place after 'Grudge Match' so the date setup works.

Ron knew that Kim didn't think of him like she thought of Josh Mankey. He was her best friend and had been since preschool. It was like they were family, which is probably why she was so freaked out when he suggested that they could date. He backpedaled the last time but this time he wasn't going to. He was going to ask Kim Possible to go on a date with him.

He decided to ask her at Bueno Nacho, it was the place he felt most confident. This was his special place, where the cares and fears of the outside world stayed outside.

"Kim I was wondering…" Nothing to fear, the worst she can do is say no.

"Wondering what Ron?"

"I know this may kind of freak you out, but I was wondering if you wanted to go with me…" God I sound like such a dork. But, its now or never. "on a date."

"You and me on a date? I thought we already had this conversation. And decided no dates."

"I know we already talked about this, and I know you said no dates. I'm not going to do anything stupid KP. It's not like we haven't done this before, it'll be you and me going somewhere to eat and then doing something. Its just this time I want to be going with the thought that I'm on a date. That's all."

"Ron you know that I think of you as more than just my best friend. You're almost like a brother to me. It would be way too freaky."

"Nunc scio quit sit amor" She can't be mad if she doesn't understand what I said.

"What was that Ron?"

"Nothing Kim. Forget I even asked, okay?" I just want to go curl up and die, if you don't mind.

"Ron. Don't take it the wrong way, you know I would do anything for you. I just can't do that."

Ron didn't say much more than two words the rest of the night. Until he said goodbye. "Kim, I…goodbye Kim."

The next day at school was difficult for Ron. He had way too many classes with Kim. He was going to be feeling like an ass most of the day. 'I shouldn't have asked her, I should just face reality. I'm not good enough for her.'

Latin Class

Latin class was the last class of the day that Ron would have to spend with Kim. And in his opinion right now the worst because she sat directly in front of him. He couldn't look like he was listening to the teacher without looking at Kim. "Okay class today we are going to be covering some of the Classics of literature. Open your books to page 147." Ron wasn't paying attention to what the teacher was saying, or to what he was looking at in his book. The teacher noticed he was spacing off. "Ron Stoppable! Could you please join the rest of us in the real world."


"Now that I have you back would you please read the passage on page 147 for the class?"

"Ok." Ron flipped through the pages until he found the passage. "Nunc scio quit sit amor." Ron's mouth worked independent of his brain.

"Could you tell the class what that translates into? And who wrote it."

" 'Now I know what love is.' It's credited to Virgil." All the color in his face drained away as he realized what he had just read aloud. It was the same thing he said to Kim last night. He did the only thing he could think of, he bolted for the door.


Kim had figured that Ron would head for home, and she was right. When she knocked on the door his Mom answered. "Is Ron here?"

"He's up in his room Kim. He said he came home from school early because he was sick. Is everything ok?"

"I just brought him his homework. Is it ok if I go up and give it to him?" Kim always did her best to be respectful of Ron's Family. They were so much a part of her life that she thought of his parents almost as her parents too.

"Of course Kim, thank you for bringing it home for him." Mrs. Stoppable was glad that Ron had such a good friend in Kim.

Kim knocked softly on his bedroom door before she opened it. Ron was laying on his bed, listening to music on headphones. When he saw Kim he turned on his side, facing away from her. "Go away Kim."

"I brought you your homework. Thought maybe you'd like to have it." She closed the door before starting toward his bed. When she reached it she sat down on the edge. Ron immediately sat upright and faced off the opposite side. "I said go away Kim. I don't want you to see me right now." He was crying.

"Ron I thought about what you said…"

"And now you're here to tell me you never want to see me again right?" Ron always was a bit of a fatalist.

"Not exactly Ron. I just wanted to ask you where we were going to eat."

"What?" Ron pulled his headphones off and turned to look at Kim as he wiped the tears from his eyes.

"You're not taking me to Bueno Nacho are you?"

"Are you serious? You aren't playing me are you Kim?" His voice was cracking, and he was still crying. But the tears were no longer cold, they were warm happy tears.

Kim reached her hand across the bed and gently wiped his tears. "You won't be doing this on our date will you? I don't want to have to bring a box of Kleenex along."

"No… Maybe… I don't know…Thank you KP."