I do not own these characters; they belong to Disney. I don't owning much of anything actually. The rating is for language, both myself and Shego seem to have very bad mouths. This story is based on the song Addiction by Kanye West; his exact words are in italics, but it's not too much.
"She's got the same thing, about me, but more about us…" Kanye West, Addiction.
What's your addiction? She was not addicted to anything. Addiction was for those with weak wills. Addiction was for people of pathetic failings. Addiction was for people that just could not control themselves. She had none of those. She was not addicted to anything. End of discussion.
She just happened to do things that she enjoyed over and over again. That was nowhere near an addiction. She just did what she liked and there was nothing wrong with that. Life was meant to be enjoyed, right? So, she just enjoyed it by doing things that she was thoroughly fond of. It made complete sense to her.
Is it money? Okay, so she had a soft spot for money. She had to like money to stay with the raving blue lunatic. Well, that blue idiot and the money thing did lead to her answer to the next question.
Is it girls? No, it was only one girl. One girl that pretty much stayed on her mind almost all of the time, even in her sleep on certain occasions. One girl that should thoroughly get on her nerves. One girl that she should utterly and completely detest until the day that one of them died. It seemed like she should hate the girl so much that her hatred had evolved into a whole new thing; it just so happened to be that the whole new thing was not a new form of loathing.
The feeling was actually an inexplicable form of pleasurable entertainment that she just could not get enough of, which was why she stayed with that annoying cerulean dolt. It was also why she continued to steal, even though she had enough money to retire off at the young age of twenty-two. She had to keep going at it with that one girl. She had to continue to see that one girl.
But, that did not mean that she was addicted to anything. She just did what she liked, which she knew was something that most people wanted to do, but they were just too frightened to even try it. She did the things that felt good and that she liked doing. Once again, it made perfect sense to her. The other girl, well, she had the same thing.
What's your addiction? She would not call it an addiction. Yeah, that word was just way too harsh, so what she had was not an addiction. An addiction was when someone surrendered habitually or compulsively to something; she had looked it up several times to assure herself that she was not addicted to anything. The definition proved that she was not addicted because she would never surrender to anything; she always fought back. She was strong, so she always fought back. So, yeah, she was not addicted.
Is it money? No, she could care less than nothing about money. She could make a mint if she ever got the urge to do such a thing, but it was not on her list of priorities at the moment. Money did not mean anything to her and if she ever did come across large amounts of it, she gave it to charity. Money could not buy happiness and she knew that because she was happy and she was broke.
Is it girls? No, it was a woman. A woman that she should methodically detest for the rest of her life because of the things that the woman did, but instead, she admired that woman for some reason that was way beyond her. She knew that her admiration came from the way that woman moved and how she could tell that sometimes the woman was playing around with her. Other times the woman was taking her dead serious when they engaged each other and that sent tingles down her spine. It spoke to her, even when the woman got the better of her. It spoke even louder when the woman toyed with her. She was aware that she should be unbelievably angry for both, but it only made her strive to get better because she wanted there to be a day when that woman only took her seriously.
She wanted nothing more than to fight that woman one day as an equal, despite the fact that she was not supposed to desire anything at all from that woman. She wanted to be her equal, and then she wanted to be better. It was just so much fun and it touched her in places that she could not explain, making her desire it more and more. But, that did not mean that she was addicted…right?
Kim could not help smiling as she heard that familiar, rhythmic beeping coming from her side pocket. Most people would wonder what she was smiling about; after all, there was a high chance that she was about to sent to do something extremely dangerous and she could possibly be injured. She did not care about what she had to do, as long as that woman was there. Just thought of her put a delighted smile on the hero's face.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" Kim asked after pulling her Kimmunicator from her side pocket.
"Drakken's attacking a lab at this very moment. If you hurry, you can probably catch him there," Wade informed her.
"Spanking. I am so there," the redhead declared, trying her best not to show her joy and excitement.
The hero thought she concealed her enthusiasm rather well, but Wade gave her a strange face before she disconnected their communication. She rushed off, running down the hall without a thought of getting in trouble for it. She snatched up her sidekick, who was more than glad for an excuse to ditch his math class.
"Thank goodness for whatever wacko is causing trouble in the world! I was dying to get out of math! I mean, really, what do I need math for anyway? Seriously? I doubt I'll ever need to know the square root of B and how it equals the sin or whatever the heck it's called! I'm never going never math again once I get out of here! I mean, just thinking about it makes me break out in hives! All I need to know is how to add and subtract, maybe a little multiplication and division, but nothing so complicated as trig!" Ron griped.
Kim was not paying Ron much mind while he vented about being subjected to yet another math class. She was just trying to get mentally prepared for what was about to happen. She could not wait to get there, which was causing her to almost smile. She swallowed it down because she did not want Ron to question her mood.
The pair arrived at the lab in record time thanks to catching a ride with military plane. They came in dramatically through a skylight in the roof, dropping down without parachutes. They landed perfectly on balance...okay, Ron stumbled a bit, but he stayed on his feet. They ended up right in front of the villains in the lab, which Ron noted look like every other lab they had ever been in. He wondered if the same guy designed every lab in the world.
"I don't think that belongs to you," Kim commented with a cocky smirk, speaking to Doctor Drakken, who was holding what looked like a black, metallic toy ray gun.
"Kim Possible!" Drakken gasped as if he was truly surprised by her presence. It was like he was not expecting her to show up, everyone noted.
"That's the name that she puts on her test papers," Ron remarked with confident smile.
"Shego!" the villain bellowed without taking his eyes off of the heroes.
"I'm on it," Shego smirked. There was a twinkle in her emerald eyes as they locked onto Kim.
The green and black clad female stepped forward and ignited her hands. Kim got down into her fighting stance, fighting off quivers of anticipation. She had been eagerly waiting for the moment at hand and it showed by the spark in her eyes, the confidence in her body, and the smile on her face. She could not and would not have to wait any longer. She could not wait to show off a few new things that she had learned. It was going to be great; she was certain of that.
"You cutting class, Princess?" Shego taunted the cheerleader.
"Nah, I got permission to come here and kick your butt," Kim quipped, holding her position to see what the plasma-wielder would do.
Shego eyed the younger woman for a moment. She could see the subtle tremble in the hero's muscles. She knew that it was not fear that caused such a thing; it was desire and excitement. She gathered that the redhead wanted to try something new; the younger woman probably wanted to show her something, Shego figured. It was not the first time. Well, now Shego was anxious for the fight because she was aware that Kim was going to make things much more interesting than they usually were. She wanted that just as badly as Kim. She craved everything that Kim could throw at her and more.
Shego had never come across a creature like Kim Possible in her short life. She had met plenty of people, but none of the measured up to the charged redhead. She adapted and improved at rates that seemed almost inhuman. Sometimes, Shego considered that the hyper young woman was something beyond human, maybe even a supernatural being of some kind.
The older female knew that it was a foolish idea to entertain herself with, to think of Kim as anything but human. That girl bruised and bled like any human would when struck hard enough or repeatedly enough. There seemed to be something uncanny about the hero and her abilities. She would like to call it genetics and be done with the matter, but it went beyond that. The sharpness of her mind and ability to learn could be chalked up to her genes, but that did not explain her drive, her passion, her need to get better. Oh, those were things that made Shego feel so many different emotions at once that all she could do was go at the younger female to stop thinking altogether before she overloaded.
"Let's see what you got then, Pumpkin!" Shego dared the hero before springing into action.
The evil sidekick leaped at Kim and wanted to see what had the redhead close to all out shaking before. At first, it seemed like their usual dance at their usual tempo. They both fell into motions to the point where their breathing was almost synchronized. Back and forth without giving up ground to the other for no more than a few seconds. Attack, dodge or block, and counter. Their movements were close to the same now, flowing like the tides, showing that they both subconsciously picked up things from each other from all of their time going against each other. It was almost like a person was fighting against her mirror image.
Once the battle went on for more than a couple of minutes, the thief became impatient; a bad habit of hers, she knew. It was just that she had no desire to do the same old thing now that Kim had her believing there would be more to come. She wanted more now and she would get what she wanted, like always.
"You can do better than this, Kimmie. I mean, this is downright boring. I'm about to fall asleep on my feet," Shego teased, a playful smile on her face like most of the time when she was with the redhead.
Kim did not respond and she continued on fighting as she was. A frown worked its way onto Shego's face. She slashed at the younger woman with a high plasma charge in her hands. Kim immediately noticed the change and fell back because she had little desire to be burned across her chest and neck. If she had not moved just in time, she would have been in a world of pain. She was now aware that the pale woman was trying to get her to change up by adding some serious danger into their little dance. She landed on her back, which Shego thought was a mistake on Kim's part. The raven-haired villainess smirked rather arrogantly, seeming to think that she won.
"This is a sad, sad shame. I've got you now, Princess," Shego commented smugly.
"I think you might be jumping the gun," Kim replied with a smirk of her own.
The adventurous redhead went into a spinning kick on her back. Shego jumped away in surprise and to avoid getting kicked in the stomach. Kim flipped to her feet while her opponent was getting back into her fighting stance. Kim proceeded to give Shego just what she wanted—a more interesting fight with new moves. The petite hero had added plenty of kick moves to her fighting technique since the last time she and Shego met. She was not usually much of a kicker, but she decided that she needed fresh moves to keep up with Shego and, being a cheerleader, she questioned herself about not having serious kick attacks in her combat style anyway.
"I saw that coming a mile away," Shego lied, dodging another kick by the skin of her teeth.
"But, did you see this one?" Kim asked, moving into another kick. It grazed Shego's nose.
The green-skinned martial artist fought the urge to smile proudly when fast feet started coming at her in rapid sequence. Kim's kicks came in combinations and she kept perfect balance while moving, like she mastered the moves already. She knew better than to come out with those moves if she could not maintain what she was doing or Shego would have taken advantage of her seeming like a novice. So, this is it, Shego thought in regards to the fantastic, well-placed kicks coming her way. It was something, but she would not be beaten so easily.
Once she gathered herself, Shego went at the petite hero with just as much vigor as the teen came at her with. It would have shocked anyone normal to see that they were both smiling as they moved around each other, hitting and ducking each other. What they were doing at the moment was one of their favorite pastimes. It was the number one reason that they got out of bed in the morning. For Shego, it was the number one reason that she worked out at least five hours almost every day. For Kim, it was the number one reason that she spent much of her spare time studying new martial arts.
"I'll break you, Kimmie," Shego proclaimed as she started her own attack, putting Kim on the defensive. They then changed up, back and forth, give and get. It was hard not to smile.
The super-powered woman wanted to watch Kim come to her full potential because she knew that it would be glorious. And then, right after that, she wanted to go right through the cheerleader. She did not mean that in a malicious way as many of her unscrupulous associates might think.
No, her desire with Kim went way beyond what those shortsighted, rotten-minded lunatics could ever fathom in her opinion. It was something that she had not felt in a very long time. It was the wish to be the better warrior and that could only be achieved by going through the best at the height of power. Kim was not at her peak yet, so Shego would keep pushing her to get stronger, faster, more powerful, and sharper. Then the hero would hit her apex, which was when Shego would show her that it still was not good enough. She could almost taste that moment and it was so sweet.
Kim had done this to her, woken up a sleeping dragon within her, given her such a drive and desire, and Shego was well aware of that. Before Kim and after she quit her brothers stupid team, her whole life was really about money because money made the world go 'round. So, her whole life was about how she could get more money than she would ever need and not caring who got in her way. And during that time, her skills as a fighter was always superior to those that she had run-ins with.
Shego had not run into a challenge really since she mastered and redefined her own fighting style. And then the redheaded punk in front of her entered her life and that punk had the nerve to be almost five years younger than she was while having something that she had never seen before. She had never seen such immeasurable potential in a person before Kim and she was certain that she would never see it again. She had never seen someone improve so much from battle to battle either. The warrior part of her that she had been so certain was long dead crawled out of its grave and demanded that the younger female be put in her place. Soon the resurrected warrior merely became Shego. She was that warrior now and she wanted to repay Kim for reawakening that part of her with defeat when the time was right.
"You always talk a good game, Shego, but we both know how this will end. You and Drakken run out of here without whatever you came from," Kim told the sidekick.
Kim went at Shego while Ron struggled with Drakken. The two females did not even pay their male counterparts any mind. It was a habit of theirs when they got together and got lost in their battle. There was no outside world to the warriors. The two ladies only existed to each other. Their movements were the only things that mattered. To them, engaging in combat was like the meeting of water and wind. It was the flowing motion of their bodies; the freedom that they gained while fighting. The release of all the pressure in the world for there to only be them, going toe-to-toe and trying to get the other to submit.
The two fighters were both aware of the other's goal, which was why they fought on. They both refused to submit. Each believed that she was stronger and she would be the victor. It felt like pure, untainted bliss when they went against each other just because of their wills. They fed off each other, never getting exhausted as long as the other one kept going. It was as if their souls communicated with each other whenever their bodies moved together.
"You've gotten better, Pumpkin," Shego commented, letting loose a series of kicks directed at Kim's midsection. Silently, she noted that there was a new crispness to her own movements, undoubtedly because of her constant face-offs with the redhead.
"Maybe you've just gotten worse," Kim teased, dodging the relentless attack from her opponent and waiting for an opportunity to turn the tables.
The pale woman did not take too kindly to that possibility. "Don't press your luck, Kimmie."
Shego and Kim eventually moved away from their respective guys, needing the space. It did not matter where they were because they were not paying the fellows any mind anyway. They ended up out in the hallway just outside the lab. Punches and kicks continued flying, grazing objects and flesh. Smiles accompanied all of the movement, even when they accidentally hit the wall instead of each other.
"Shego! It's time to go!" Drakken hollered, interrupting the warriors' dance.
The pale sidekick growled. "Damn it," she huffed, moving as if she was going to turn around and return to the lab.
"I'm not letting you go that easy," Kim informed her opponent and she stepped up her game, increasing her speed as if she had shifted into another gear.
Shego was a bit surprised at the effort that the redhead was suddenly using against her. She knew that her usual getaway would not be as simple as it frequently was, especially since they had made their way into the hall and her opponent was blocking the way back. There was also the fact that Stoppable was not there to make a mistake and grab Kim's attention. But, she had to get away for one simple reason, being that Kim would come after her.
The thought of what came after the battle caused Shego to make a very wicked decision to get away as swiftly as possible. Sidestepping an attack, she then yanked her opponent by the shoulders and pinned the younger woman to the nearby wall. Kim was about to yell something, but she did not get the chance to make too much noise after she opened her mouth. Shego assaulted Kim with her mouth, going at her with lips and tongue.
The redhead automatically attacked back in the same manner, returning the kiss, but looking to take control of the situation. Shego thought it was cute when Kim did things like that. Shego merely put more force into the exchange and pressed her body against Kim's, adding to the sweetness and passion. Her hands rushed over Kim's torso and hips, caressing the younger woman and setting her on fire. Shego swore that she could feel the heat from Kim, running her hands of Kim's chest and feeling certain intimate parts respond to her touch. She had to swallow a groan as she continued to practically devour Kim. After almost a whole minute, the slim hero moaned and tried to grind against Shego, needing more contact. It was in that moment that Shego knew that victory was hers.
"Later, Princess," the raven-haired thief whispered less than a millimeter from Kim's parted lips before dashing off.
The hero only made a noise as the other female's form left her. She was dazed for a few seconds, not thinking about anything beyond the kiss. Her inability to form a coherent thought allowed Doctor Drakken and Shego to escape. When Kim realized what happened, she growled and punched the wall behind her with her fist. She was not angry with herself for letting them get away. She was vexed with Shego because the super-powered female cheated.
"Damn it. I can't believe I fell for that," Kim muttered in disgust, shaking her head. A snarl tugged at her lips, which still tingled from the feel of Shego's mouth.
The redhead's mood was soured for the rest of the day. Ron assumed it was because the bad guys got away. He patted her on the back as they went back to school.
"Cheer up, K. P. Yeah, they got away, but this is Drakken and Shego. They always get away at first, but we catch 'em before they do any real damage and always return their stolen goods," he pointed out with a smile. "You always stop their evil plans before anything serious happens."
"I know, Ron. I know. Thanks for reminding me," she replied and forced a smile on her face. Of course, she was not worried about that. There were only two things on her mind. She was bothered by her actions and she was bothered by Shego's actions during about the last ninety seconds of their battle.
Next time: Kim challenges Shego after drawing a conclusion about the nature of their relationship.