It was a calm sunny day as the two teenagers cuddled beneath a tree in the park. One with beautiful long auburn hair was dozing lightly, her head resting on the others chest. She had one arm wrapped snuggly around her companions waist, the other resting lightly on his arm.

The other had bright cornflake colored hair and chocolate brown eyes that were currently gazing at the sleeping figure on top of him. His right arm was wrapped protectively around her, holding her tight. Her hair was splayed across his arm and the soft silkiness of it tickled his skin. He could feel their hearts beating to the same rhythm and smiled to himself. They'd been a couple since Junior Prom about four months earlier and he was more in love with her now than ever before. He still didn't know how he'd managed to win the heart of the smartest, bravest, most beautiful girl in the school.

Not that he had anything to complain about physically. He'd managed to fill out quite a bit over the summer. He now stood at a little over 6 foot and had gained about ten pounds…and all of it was muscle. By no means was he ripped, but he had an athletic wiry body that his girlfriend absolutely loved. He guessed that years of being Kim Possible's sidekick had finally paid off.

Kim stirred slightly and Ron kissed the top of her head.

"Wake up sleeping beauty. Let's get you home before your dad sends out a search party," Ron whispered in her ear.

She looked up at him and smiled warmly. "Sorry, must of dozed off there for a minute," she said, "and don't try to fool me with that. Daddy trusts you completely. You just want to get home so you don't miss out on mom's brain meatloaf."

"Well, your mom does make some pretty badical food, especially her brain meatloaf," he proclaimed, "but either way we need to get going."

"Alright," Kim said, pouting slightly, "but we have to get our homework done as soon as supper's over so I have time for some Ron-shine later tonight."

"I think that can be arranged," he smiled, giving her a quick squeeze-hug before releasing her so she could get up.

They walked to the Possible residence hand in hand, chatting about anything and everything. Kim looked up at her BFBF (best friend boyfriend) with loving eyes. She loved him so much and very much appreciated his hot new body. She was really glad that she had fallen in love with him before he became so cute (Yes, he did have a hot body, but hot didn't describe him as a whole. Adorably cute was a way better description), otherwise she'd be a little worried that maybe that was the reason she developed an interest in him. He discovered her staring at him and waved a hand in front of her face.

"KP, did you hear a word I just said?" he asked, amused.

"What? No, sorry. Got distracted," she shrugged, a smile tugging at her lips.

Ron noticed the smile and couldn't resist leaning in to give her a gentle kiss. "This distraction wouldn't have anything to do with the Ron Man, would it? Distracting is what I do best " he admitted, a smile of his own spreading across his face.

"You could say that," she huskily declared, pulling him back in for a deeper kiss. His arms slid around her slim waist, pulling her closer while hers snaked around his neck and she began running her fingers through his hair. She slid her tongue into his mouth and soon their tongues were pressing up against each other, searching, probing. They didn't care that they were right there in the middle of the sidewalk, for everyone to see. At that moment, they felt as though they were the only two people in the world.


"Kimmie, hurry up! Ronald will be here soon!" Mrs. Possible yelled up the stairs.

"Coming mom!" Kim yelled back, grabbing her backpack and rushing down the stairs. She grabbed a bowl and filled it with milk and cereal, besides coffee the only thing she could cook without catching the kitchen on fire, before sitting down at the table and eating it.

"Are you two taking the car or the motorcycle today?" Mrs. Possible asked as Kim shoveled the food into her mouth.

"The motorcycle," she declared, finishing up and putting her bowl in the sink, "It's so fun, but I really wish Ron would let me drive it more often." The reason he didn't was because every time she got behind the wheel she couldn't help but push the motorcycle to the highest speed it could possibly go. He loved her to death, but was very afraid of her losing control and getting hurt, easily one of his worst fears. So for the most part, he did the driving.

"Good morning Possible clan!" Ron said, just then strolling into the kitchen. He kissed Kim good morning, keeping it at a loving peck considering her parents and brothers were right there.

"Ewe…!" Jim said

"Cooties!" Tim finished. Both of them now stood taller than Kim. They were about the same size as Ron, and Kim still thought it was weird having to look up at them.

"What? You want a kiss too?" Kim teased, smiling.

"No way!" they screamed in unison, running out of the kitchen before she could kiss them.

"Bye Mom! We're leaving!" Kim yelled as she and Ron headed towards the door.

"Have a good day, you two!" Mrs. Possible called back as they stepped outside.

It was another breezy sunny day. Now that they were outside, Ron turned to Kim and gave her a proper good morning kiss. When they finally pulled apart, Kim grabbed a helmet and was about to throw a leg over the bike when an idea came to her.

"Ronnie," she said turning to him, "I was wondering……would it be okay if I drove the motorcycle to school today?"

Ron froze. This wasn't the same slow blue bike that Ron used to have. Nope, he'd gotten a newer, sleeker black motorcycle as a gift from Master Sensei, compliments of Yamonuchi. It was ten times faster and ten times more fun in Kim's opinion. Her beautiful green eyes widened, pleading with him.

"Come on KP," Ron whined, exasperated, "How about I drive today? You know it scares me when you do. You drive way too fast!"

Kim decided it was time to pull out her best weapon against him. Sidling up to him slowly, her full lower lip began protruding out, quivering. Her eyes got big as saucers, twin pools of pleading green. She hit him with the Puppy Dog Pout full force, and he didn't stand a chance. Even though he must have seen it half a dozen times, he still hadn't found a way to resist the PDP.

"Oooohhhh! Not the Puppy Dog Pout!" Ron cried, his resolve breaking like cheap glass, "Ugh! Fine you can drive, but please go slow."

"Yes!," Kim cried, her face instantly lighting up and her mouth transforming into a triumphant smile. She hopped on the bike, Ron reluctantly following after. Not being able to resist, she revved the engine a couple times. This bike was definitely fun to drive. It gave her an exhilarating, wild and free feeling.

"Ready?" she called back over her shoulder as Ron's hands went around her waist.

Ron just groaned in response, and before you could blink an eye, she took off in a squeal of tires and flying gravel.


Monique was standing outside the school doors, flirting with Brick. They'd been happily dating since Junior Prom, and Monique couldn't get enough of him. He may have seemed intimidating considering he was the high school quarterback, but she knew that in actuality he was a big softy. More like an oversized, cuddly teddy bear than a big, tough football player. It didn't hurt that he was also kind of rich. He had a humongous pool in the backyard. They had spent the majority of their time there over the summer, sometimes with Kim and Ron in tow.

They had just pulled apart from a deep kiss, when the roar of an engine filled their ears. They managed to jump back just in time as a speeding motorcycle whizzed past them. Skidding sideways, it screeched to a halt about an inch away from slamming into the outside of the Middleton High School. Monique, recognizing who it was, pulled Brick towards the duo. Every person lounging about on the plush grass outside the school had jumped up the second they'd heard the noise. They were now all watching as the laughing driver, swiftly jumped off the bike, pulled off her helmet, and kicked down the kickstand all in one deft motion. She was completely alive, her fiery red hair blew about in the breeze, framing her shining green eyes and face positively glowing with excitement. All this just added to her beauty and every guy in the vicinity stared at her raptly with mouths hanging open.

She turned towards the passenger who was having a completely different reaction. He sat paralyzed on the bike, unmoving and in shock. Kim just smiled as she watched him slowly get off the bike and collapse to the ground.

"Sweet, sweet solid earth," he squeaked, grabbing up handfuls of grass. Rufus crawled out of his pocket, flopping down on the grass beside Ron, groaning.

"What? It wasn't that bad! I went way slower than last time," she said with mock anger, hands on her hips.

"Why did I let you talk me into letting you drive?" he whined.

"Because you just can't resist me," she purred silkily, her voice and demeanor instantly changing. She slowly bent down and sat on top of him, straddling his waist. She just gazed at him for a moment before bending down and pressing her body tightly against his. With her tight, lithe body pressed up on his like that, he couldn't help that a few hormonal urges raced through him. Her face hovered inches over his and her long hair formed a soft blanket around the two. He could feel her sweet warm breath rolling across his neck. Kim smirked, feeling him shiver under her, and whispered into his ear, "And because when I drive, you get to feel my butt pressed up against your…"

"Okay, you two! You'd better stop with the PDA before Barkin catches you," Monique warned, walking up to them with Brick by her side, "Girl, get up off him, before every guy in the place starts dripping drool on their shoes."

Kim reluctantly got up, blushing slightly. She embarrassingly looked around and noticed she had many guys' attention. They'd been back at school for about two weeks now, and were just starting to get back into the swing of things. By now, everyone was kind of used to their PDA, including Barkin. Surprisingly, he didn't get on their case unless it got out of hand… it just had.

"Hey, Monique," Kim replied, straitening her shirt.

"That was some sweet driving, Possible!" Brick exclaimed in awe. "I never knew you could ride like that."

"Trust me, it's not as fun when you're on the back of the bike, completely helpless and praying for your life," Ron quipped, standing up and wrapping his arms around his girlfriend's waist from behind, letting her know he was just kidding. She leaned back into him, and he held her tight.

"Look at you two. Can't keep your hands off each other. I always knew you guys belonged together," Monique declared, shaking her head.

"Oh, and like you guys aren't all over each other too. I saw you two kissing before we pulled up," Kim said with a smug smile on her face.

"WCIS, girl? We're two hotties that like to get down," Monique proclaimed.

"WCIS?" Kim asked.

"What can I say," Monique answered. Just then the warning bell rang, telling everyone they had five minutes before class started.

"Well we better get going if we don't want to be late," Kim declared, reluctantly disentangling herself from Ron's grasp. She knew if she ever said it out loud it would sound totally cheesy, but when he let go she felt as though a piece of her went with him. Luckily, t hey had their first class and all their afternoon classes together.

After a quick stop at their lockers, which were right next to each other, Kim and Ron headed for their first class hand in hand. They each quickly plopped down into a seat, sitting next to each other. The bell rang just as (who else?) Mr. Barkin came strolling into the room. Kim heard Ron groan quietly beside her and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Unfortunately, Mrs. Friddle's cat died today so I will be filling in for her," Mr. Barkin barked, "and I expect everyone to be taking notes while I give my lecture."

The rest of the class period went on as it usually did with Mr. Barkin droning on and on about the Civil War, and the students alternately taking notes and dozing off.

Finally the bell signaling the end of class rang, and everyone began picking up their books and walking out the door. The rest of their classes until lunch were separate so Ron gave Kim a quick kiss on the lips.

"I'll come find you at our lockers before lunch," she told him before heading for her next class.

"Can't wait," Ron replied, smiling.


It was just before lunch and Kim was walking towards her locker when she spotted Ron over next to Felix's locker. Felix was nowhere in sight and Kim wondered what he was doing. She crept up to him quietly, sliding her arms around his waist and kissing the back of his neck softly. Did he get taller?

"Hey Ronnie. Why are you over here? I thought we agreed to meet by our lockers," she purred into his ear as she began to nuzzle it. Had they gotten smaller in the past couple of hours?

"Ummm, sorry but I think you got the wrong guy. Uhhhh…my name's not Ronnie…not that I'm complaining," said the deep voice of the guy she currently had her arms around. He was most definitely not Ron.

"Ahhh!" She gave a little cry as she immediately released him. He turned around to face her…and she felt as though she had been sucker punched in the gut. She gazed up at him in awe. He looked almost exactly like Ron. He had dark, deep brown eyes, beautiful blond hair, and a few faint adorable freckles across the bridge of his nose. His face was leaner and he was a tad bit more muscular in the shoulders than Ron, but still had a wiry body just like his that set her body on fire. He even had a red shirt similar to Ron's jersey on and she immediately understood how she had so easily mistaken him for Ron. He was like Ron in every way, except that he was somehow better looking.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry. I…uh…thought you were someone else," she said blushing ferociously.

"Yeah I kinda figured that," he said with a disarming grin, "Whoever this Ronnie is, he's a very lucky guy."

"Right…umm…he's my boyfriend," Kim stammered, still trying to get over the fact that this dude looked so much like her boyfriend, "and his name's Ron."

"Well I'm Brad, by the way," he said smiling and reaching out his hand for her to shake, "Handshaking seems a little formal though, after the greeting you just gave me."

"Huh, yeah, sorry about that" she said with a nervous laugh, shaking the hand he held out, "I'm…"

"Kim Possible, I know. I recognize you from TV," he said, an amused glint in his eye, "and don't apologize. I very much enjoyed it."

This just made her blush deeper.

"I haven't seen you around here before. Are you new?" she asked. She couldn't help but be curious about this man who looked so much like her boyfriend.

"Yeah. Me and my dad just moved here from Go City," he replied. "I can already tell I'm gonna love it here. Are all the people here as…um…friendly as you?"

"Don't count on it," she said with a laugh. Hmmm…he's cute and he has a sense of humor, she thought. But he's no Ron, a different part of her mind admitted.

"Yeah, well I gotta go meet Ron at our lockers. It was great meeting you. I guess I'll…um…see you around," she said, as she walked away.

"Definitely," he agreed, smiling after her.


"Hey KP," Ron said as she walked up to him, Monique, Brick, and Felix. "Where've you been?"

"Hey Ronnie," she said, smiling. She had gotten over her initial surprise at seeing Brad and slid up to Ron, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. His automatically went around her lithe waist. He couldn't resist giving her tight round little butt a quick squeeze. He knew it sounded shallow, but he absolutely loved her butt. All of her cheerleading, kung-fu, and saving the world had shaped it into nothing short of the 8th World Wonder. It was no secret that every guy in school couldn't help but ogle it. His little squeeze caused Brick and Felix to begin sweating slightly and her to widen her eyes in surprise before giving him a sly smile.

She growled lightly before crushing her body into his. Her lips found his and she began to kiss him passionately. She was as light as a feather but extremely strong for a hundred and five pound girl, and the force of the impact caused him to back up against the lockers. They stayed locked in their embrace, never losing intensity, for a full two minutes before Monique began to get impatient. Felix and Brick were trying not to stare. It was still kinda weird for them to see Kim and Ron, who had been best friends and only best friends since Pre-K, making out right in the middle of the hallway.

"Alright! That's enough. I'm hungry and I'm not gonna stand around here waiting for you two to get done with your make out session. Let's go," Monique said, exasperated.

Kim who had unknowingly wrapped her legs around Ron's waist and lifted herself up to his level while making out, slid down Ron's body tantalizingly slow. "I'm hungry too," she said coyly, "but not for food."

She traced her finger lightly down Ron's chest stopping just above the top of his pants. Ron didn't know if he could take it. His pants were definitely tightening in a certain sensitive area and he was beginning to sweat slightly.

"Kim, cut it out before you make the boy pop," Monique sighed.

"Hmmm…I wouldn't say boy, Mon," Kim replied, but she grabbed Ron's hand and started heading towards the cafeteria.


Once they'd all sat down to eat, Ron repeated his question from earlier. "Why did it take you so long to meet us at our lockers?"

She had managed to totally forget about Brad, but now the memory of what had happened came flooding back.

"Well, it was the weirdest thing, but I met this guy named Brad who looks almost exactly like you, Ron," she explained between bites, "In fact, he wasn't facing me and I kinda thought he was you so I went up and hugged him from behind. Man, was I surprised when he turned around and it wasn't you! I was majorly embarrassed but he just played it off like it was no big."

"Umm…that wouldn't happen to be him over there in the lunch line, would it?" Monique asked.

Kim followed the direction of her gaze, spotting Brad chatting with some guy in line.

"Yeah, that's him," Kim told her.

"Mmmmm mmmmm….that man is fine!" Monique exclaimed while Brick tried not to glare at the guy.

"He doesn't look anything like me, KP. He just looks like some pretty boy with my hair and eye color," Ron said with contempt.

"Ron, in case you haven't noticed, you've turned into a bit of a pretty boy yourself… Don't get me wrong. You're not nearly as pretty-boyish as Brad, but you've gotten taller, leaner, and fitter just over the summer and somehow I don't think you're quite done growing yet either," Kim said, reaching out to grab his hand.

"Kim's right boy. If it weren't for your goofiness, you could definitely pass for a pretty boy," Monique explained.

"Monique! Don't go telling him that. His goofiness is what makes him Ron and I love his Ronness," Kim pouted.

"Not to worry KP. My Ronness ain't goin anywhere," Ron assured her.

"Good. I love you Ron," Kim smiled lovingly at him in response.

Ron leaned over and gave her a quick but loving peck on the lips. "I love you too KP." Just then a shadow passed over the table. They looked up to see Brad's smiling face.

"Hey, do you mind if I sit with you guys?" he asked kindly.

"Of course not. Go right on ahead big boy," Monique said, gesturing towards the table.

He pulled up a chair and sat down between Monique and Kim. Ron, Brick, and Felix looked at him suspiciously. None of them had a good feeling about this guy. They could tell he was interested in Kim by the way he looked at her. At least he wasn't stupid enough to try and sit between Ron and Kim because that would have resulted in disaster. Of course, for Ron it was natural to feel protective of Kim. He wasn't about to let anyone come steal her away from him. Even if this Brad dude tried, Ron knew that Kim loved him. She would never intentionally cheat on him. And even though Felix wasn't dating Kim and Brick was dating Monique, they were still extremely protective of her also, especially after the Diablo incident. They weren't about to let her get hurt like that again. Kim didn't notice Brad's stare as she chatted with Monique about Club Banana's new fall line, but the three boys did and they didn't like it one bit.