Through the years (a collection of fluff)

[yvj]

This story takes place four years after STD.


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The air was alive with excitement on this particular night as most of the town gathered at Middleton Park. After all Middleton’s own Kimberly Ann Possible was the guest of honor. What had started as a small town gala turned into a full fledged bash as dozens of uninvited guests crashed the party to cheer on the town’s biggest celebrity. The large mass of people gather in a circle surrounding a stage which itself was surrounded by a dozen or so tables for the official guests. A hush comes over the crowd, as the band on stage played the intro for the town’s mayor

“Welcome ladies, gentleman, and party crashing ruffians”

A cheer goes up in the crowd “whoo yea, Kim rules ,we want Kim, we want Kim”

The repeated chants are then followed by more hooting, howling and finally they end after some loud barking

“Humph this town is full of idiots” the mayor thinks.

"It brings me great pleasure to hand out this prestigious award to the town’s most model citizen".

A huge ovation goes through the crowd,which is then followed by more barking from the Kim Possible dog pound.

“It’s safe to say that because of this one individual, our town, no the world is a safer place. After years of giving it is time for us to give back. I present to you Kimberly Possible the Middleton medal of Honor, Come on and give her a hand everyone”.

The hand turns out to be a deafening standing ovation from half of the town. As Kim takes the stage and begins her speech; Two people take there seats at the official guests table next to the Possible family, her friend Monique and her seemingly nervous boyfriend Ron Stoppable in a tacky looking tux.

“She's something else isn’t she”? Asks Monique

“Like no other” answers Ron as he stares out at his onetime just a friend.

“This is a big night for you too right? She watches as beads of sweat pour down Ron's face.

“You need to relax a little Ron it’s going be okay”.

"What; calm down, who says I’m not calm, Monique you need to calm down, I’m a cucumber Mo”.

Suddenly Ron’s glass rolls off the table onto the floor.

“Monique did you see that, that cup just flew right off the table”

“That’s because your legs are shaking the table”

“My what”? Ron peers at his legs which seem to be moving by themselves.

“How long has this been going on”?

“Since Kim went to the stage” replies Monique

Rufus pops out of Ron’s pant pocket with a dizzy look in his eye.

“Oh jeez I’m sorry buddy” Ron pleads as he sets Rufus on the table. Rufus then finds the nearest cup to barf in.

“Ugh” cries Monique looking slightly disgusted, but then her attention returns to Ron.

She begins to whisper so that only the two of them could hear.

“Well, when did you decide on this big project” she asks

“Right after I got out of the hospital” he answers. “Hmmm so you can say I’ve been cooking this up for six months, during my rehab of course”.

“Wow you planned all this while getting better huh, Are you fully healed yet"?

“Mo how long have we known each other"? "Don’t you know by now that I’m like a rock, at the peak of physical condition. Ron begins to awkwardly pose his skinny body.

"I mean look at me would a body like this take six months to heal, I believe the only word to describe it is Adonis”

“Uh huh” replies Monique as she jabs Ron’s ribs with her fingers

“Oh god" Ron pants as he trembles from the pain. "No fair Mo’ you have very muscular fingers”.

Monique looks at him in semi shock “Are you trying to say I have man hands”?

“Well if the glove fits or doesn’t …”

“Ron” she interrupts "if you say another word you’ll walk out of here with more than hurt ribs”

“Well some people just can’t take witty banter right Rufus”, Ron muses just as Rufus proceeds to barf up more of his naco lunch.

“Ugh” says Ron as he turns back to Monique “anyway of course I’m not totally healed up do you know what I went through”.

Ron begins to tell his story "And there I was standing deep in the jungle surrounded by the most evil genetic mutant ninjas you‘ve ever seen they were 9 ft tall with heated chains attached to their arms, Kim was down because of a sprained ankle, and I was running around with a cut on my leg”

“Uh huh” replies Monique.

“The president’s daughter was being carried off by helicopter. Kim couldn’t move I knew I was injured but I had too do my duty”

“Right”

“Kim pleaded with me; no Ron don’t go you're already bleeding, of course I was deeply moved by her care but I had to do the right thing. Sorry KP I say, but I don’t have time to bleed so I rip open my shirt wrap it around my leg and dive head first into the vicious beasts and ….”

Ron stops as he notices Monique give him a look of disbelief.

“What’s with the look”? Ron asks

“Come on Ron be serious I've already heard the true story from Kim. Plus how can you joke about that you ended up in a comma for two weeks"?

"I mean Kim couldn’t eat for days, she thought she lost you forever”

Ron sighed and went into a more serious mode.

“If you had let me finish my story which is the truth by the way, I would have gotten to that part”. Ron’s voice was noticeably lower, “seriously your right I could have died but I pulled through. And do you know the first thing I saw when I woke up?”

“Who?”

“Kim” replied Ron “I open my eyes and find her crying on my bed, in case you didn’t know she blamed herself for what happened to me. Even after I awoke she kept on crying for another hour, I later find out from the nurse she never went home”

“I knew she spent most of the time there but I would have never guessed” replied Monique again in disbelief.

Ron looked up at the night sky as a gentle breeze passes through his blond hair “Two weeks Mo couple of years ago I would never have dreamed someone would care for me that like that. Especially for a guy like me, heh it’s almost been 4 years since the prom and I’ve been happy ever since”.

“Awww, Ron that is so sweet” says Monique

Ron begins too blush “well now you know why I have too this, and believe me I spent a lot of time at the hospital, plus those six months thinking this over”.

Monique nods “yea you did seem distant these past couple of months”.

“Yea I put all my time and energy into this; I even neglected Kim a little, it’s ironic really”.

“Speaking of Kim, her speech is finally over. Isn’t it time you got ready” ? Asks Monique applauding her friend along with the crowd.

“Just got to run a quick check” says Ron as he pulls the Kimunicator out of his left pocket.

“Isn’t that?” Monique asks

“Yea I got it off Kim before she got on stage it’s all part of the plan, Wade speak too me buddy”.

“He’s in on this too”? She thinks to herself.

“Yo Ron” Wade begins as he is typing quickly on his computer, “everything is fully functional, and I got all the pics you wanted. You're good to go for the big moment”.

“Alright Wade you can be my wing man anytime buddy. Monique you remember the plan right”?

“You bet I distract Kim while you’re gone”.

“Excellent” Ron says , as he begins to leave Wade chimes in.

“Are you sure about this Ron, I mean there are a lot of people here, and your plan well no offense but it’s not normal. If you're not positive this will be a disaster”.

Ron thinks about this for a moment and then he pushes all of his doubts away.

“Wade you’re forgetting my number one motto, NEVER BE NORMAL. I guess it’s about time I learn to take more risks. Wish me luck Rufus”

Rufus gives Ron a standing salute and then he begins to cry.

"Well looks like Ron has finally grown up” Monique thinks to herself.

He hurries to one more quick stop at the Possible family table.

“Hey y'all great party huh”.

Jim and Tim begin to grumble “you know we could still be working on our cloner right now, why are we even here”?

“Just what the world needs more of them running around” says Ron as he shudders at the chaos that would ensue.

“Now boys were here for you sister, today’s a specials day for her" says Dr. Possible.

"Now if you two don’t sit still I’ll take my perpetual energy engine back, and we’ll see what kind of cloner you can make without that”

“Awww”, they whine as Mrs. Dr. Possible tries to get them to sit still.

“Well Ronald what brings you too this table” asks Kim’s dad

“Well" Ron stutters awkwardly “I uh well ….”

“He came for this” replies Mrs. Dr. Possible tossing a small box towards Ron.

His eyes open wide as he snatches the object out of the air, “Thanks Mrs. P” before he could hurry off she grabs his arm and whispers to him

“This has been in the family for years it’s very important. Oh and good luck Ron” She gives him a hug and he hurries off. Her husband gives her a puzzled look.

“What was that about and,what’s in the box”?

Mrs. Possible gives her husband a sly smile.“Let’s just say it’s going be a night that we won’t forget”.

As Ron uses his obviously weak stealth skills to move past the crowd and head towards the stage without being noticed, Kim makes her way towards the tables. After giving her medal to her family for safe keeping she takes a seat next to Monique.

“Wow Kim you must be so happy, girl this is like your fifth medal in two years. This party for you is huge, and that dress is just dangerous”.

“It’s no big, I sort of lost track of the medals after the second ceremony”.

“Lost track? "Didn’t the President give you one five months ago, during a televised ceremony”?

Kim doesn’t reply but she scans the crowd with a worried expression. Noticing this Monique tries to change the subject.

“Where did you buy that dress it is just--”?

“Monique where’s Ron” she asks “I saw you talking to him from the stage”

Monique squirms as she tries to avoid any eye contact

“I haven’t seen him all week, says Kim. "He’s been so distant lately, and now he’s the only one I haven’t seen tonight. I think something is going on, Ron doesn’t usually keep secrets from me”.

Monique takes a sip of water, “Girl it’s probably your imagination, I mean this is Ron we’re talking about what secrets could he have”?

“Yea you're right, what secrets could Ron keep from me”?

Kim seems to cheer up for a brief second, thinks for another, and then she drops her head on the table in despair.

"Oh Monique it’s over he’s going to leave me, I know it”

Monique spits out her water in shock, “what are you crazy, why would he leave you I’ve never seen people who deserve each other more than you two".

“I know Monique” says Kim with her head still on the table, "but ever since the accident a couple month’s ago he’s been acting weird. "We haven’t really talked in awhile, it’ s never been like this even when we were just friends".

“I don’t really like it, but this conversation should stall her long enough for Ron to get ready” thinks Monique. “You don’t think he’s found someone else do you"?

Kim sits up with a look of horror and begins talking rapidly.

“I don’t know maybe but Ron’s not the type of guy to do that, but then again he is a guy, and our relationship hasn’t really gone forward because I’m not ready, you know but when has he had the time, and I thought we were happy”.

“Kim hold on your thinking about this a little too much” replies Monique trying to get a word in.

“Man that was a mistake” Monique thinks now that she is filled with guilt.

“I know I am but what if I’m right and he doesn’t care anymore, we can’t go back to being friends. I’ll be crushed I thought I had lost him before and it was terrible. I never want to feel like that again, what should I do, I should just talk to him right, I hate not knowing what’s going to happen”.

“Kim calm down, why would Ron not care about you anymore. I was just kidding about the girl thing”.

Kim gazes towards the ground, “who I am kidding, I know exactly what’s wrong with Ron. Every since he got hurt he’s been a little different. He’s probably realized he’s better off with someone else”.

“Come on he’s been hurt in missions before, and there’s never been this much drama” Monique says.

“This time was different Monique, he was never this close to death before, there was only a 40 percent chance of him coming out of that comma alive and it was all my fault, something like that would change anyone”.

Small tear drops formed in her green eyes, “Maybe he realized life was too short and he should explore his options or he may have just realized that it’s too dangerous too be with me”.

Suddenly Kim began to cheer up a little and gave her friend a small smile “maybe it’s for the best, I never want to see Ron in that condition again”.

As Monique is cheering up Kim, Ron ends his long conversation with the band. Most of the people in the crowd were too busy with their party, which was turning into a mini outdoor rave to notice Ron sneaking onto the stage”.

He pulls out the kimmunicator again for a final chat with Wade. “Remember Wade this has too be perfect, the timings must be spot on".

“ Don’t worry Ron everything is running smoothly the projectors are online; Man you’re a braver guy than me Ron, there are really a lot of people out there. This is no ordinary project.

“Ha if you haven’t noticed Wade, Kim isn’t a normal girl. In my eyes, for her anything less just wouldn’t be worth it”. Replies Ron as he stuffs the Kimmunicator back into his pocket, and takes a deep breath.

As the mayor is just about to announce the end of ceremonies Ron grabs the mike.

“Listen up everyone I’ve got something to say”

Ron’s voice snaps Kim out of her funk and she turns her attention towards the stage, “is that Ron up there”? She asks just as Ron falls off the stage and lands on his face.

Monique sighs “that’s definitely Ron alright”.

“That Stoppable he never changes”, says a gruff voice in the crowd belonging to Steve Barkin.

Another voice belonging to a former cheerleader begins to laugh “it’s good to see he’s still a loser”.

Ron picks himself up and looks disappointedly at his dirty tux. “Aw man that cost me forty bucks. Well a dirty suit won’t stop me, there’s no turning back now”

“Ok , don’t worry, I’m alright folks” he calls out to the audience.

“Some of you know me as Ron Stoppable, other’s as the loser kid with the Mole rat, well uh I know this a bash for Kim but there’s something I got to say”.

Ron begins to gain more confidence and starts talking a lot clearer.

“ I was never one to think too negatively about life but I had always thought for certain people, they got better things out of life, and for awhile I knew for sure I wasn’t one of those people”.

Ron pauses for a second “that was until four years when someone special showed me the truth; she proved to me that someone can receive what they’ve wished for all their lives.

“Girl he is talking about you” Monique giggles to the obviously shocked and blushing red head.

“That person" Ron continued "is the very intelligent, caring and of course beautiful Kimberly Ann Possible".

A cheer went up from the crowd which made Ron chuckle to himself, “that’s how I felt when we kissed for the first time at the prom”.

“You guys are probably thinking what am I doing here, I came here because I’ve made a decision, how did I come to this decision? "Well as some of you may know on one of our last mission I was almost killed”.

As Ron speaks a projector screen appears on the stage wall behind him, “Wade is coming through big time” he thinks.

Ron shudders as he remembers his injury “When I got better I realized that the last thing I saw before I blacked out was Kim crying, also the first thing I saw when I woke up was Kim crying”

“If that wasn’t enough, over the past six months I gradually remembered there were other things I saw the second before I lost consciousness, my life had flashed before my eyes and all the times where I was happiest she was with me”.

Suddenly Ron signals the band and they began to play the intro slowly.“I don’t really have the words to say this so I’ll use some else’s for now.

A slide show begins on the screen with the title Through the Years

“I’ve never sung outside of the shower so bear with me folks” As the piano & violins strings fill the air a hush once again goes over the crowd as Ron closes his eyes.

I can't remember when you weren't there

When I didn't care for anyone but you

I swear we've been through everything there is

(on the screen is a new paper clipping Kim Possible and associate defeat mutant ants)

Can't imagine anything we've missed

Can't imagine anything the two of us can't do

(Slide: Newspaper headline Kim Possible and sidekick stop runaway train filled with uranium)

Through the years, you've never let me down

(Slide: Kim hanging on to Ron ala Cliff hanger)

You turned my life around, the sweetest days I’ve found

(Slide: Ron and the Possible family Christmas Picture with Ron and Kim under the mistletoe

I've found with you ... through the years

I've never been afraid

(Slide: Ron is being chased by rabid monkeys: crowd chuckles)

I’ve loved the life we've made

And I’m so glad I’ve stayed, right here with you

Through the years (on the first pause of the song Ron walks up to Kim grabs her hand and walks her away from the crowd where a spotlight shines on her) As the music continues Ron’s doubts wash away and he barley notices the crowd.

I can't remember what I used to do

Who I trusted whom, I listened to before

(Slide: Kim standing up for Ron in front of third grade bullies)

I swear you've taught me everything I know

(Slide: Ron is swinging from grappling hook in his underwear with his pants around his legs: crowd chuckles again)

Can't imagine needing someone so

(Slide: Kim tutoring Ron for the SAT s in her room as he scratches his head in confusion)

But through the years it seems to me

I need you more and more

Through the years, through all the good and bad

(Slide: Kim dancing with Eric)

I knew how much we had, I’ve always been so glad

To be with you ... through the years

Its better everyday, you've kissed my tears away

(Slide: Middleton Graduation photo of Ron and Kim in their gowns)

As long as it's okay, I’ll stay with you

Through the years

Ron slides onto two legs in front of Kim and continues to sing

Through the years, when everything went wrong

(Slide: Kim and Ron tied to a launching rocket)

Together we were strong, I know that I belonged

(Slide: News paper clipping Kim Possible and Partner stop runaway rocket and capture terrorists)

Right here with you ... through the years

I never had a doubt; we'd always work things out

I've learned what life’s about, by loving you

(Slide: Prom photo with Kim smiling happily and Ron putting up the victory peace symbol with the biggest smirk he’s ever had in his life)

Through the years

As Ron finishes the high note the music momentarily stops, as fireworks erupt from above. Everyone including Kim look up to the night sky.

“Ron it’s so beautiful” she exclaims

“It sure is" he replies

When she looks back down toward Ron she gets the shock of her life, he is still on his knees but now he is holding a small box open with a sparkling ring

“Kimberly Ann Possible, would you give me the honor of being my wife”.

The crowd gasps in shock. “Alright Ron” screams Monique quickly followed by Jim and Tim’s “it’s about Time”

“Oh My God” says Kim in deep shock with tears in her eyes, after a few seconds she nods her head in approval

Ron sighs in relief and plants a huge kiss on her and slips the ring on her finger as the crowd applauds. When they finally break Ron remembers he has one verse left in the song.

“Come on Kim” they began to spin as the band picks back up for Ron to finish the song, in the background the fireworks add to the show.

Through the years, you've never let me down

You've turned my life around, the sweetest days I’ve found

I've found with you ... through the years

Its better everyday, you've kissed my tears away

As long as it's okay, I’ll stay with you

Through the years!

Spinning they are unable to hear the various comments from the crowd

“Who knew Stoppable had it in him” says a smiling Steve Barkin

“I can’t believe she got engaged before me” growls Bonnie

Monique sighs “that was the most romantic thing I have ever seen”

Mrs. Possible wipes her tears away which causes her husband to say “Honey what’s wrong you already knew about this ahead of time”

“But it so beautiful, my baby girl’s so in love” she sniffs

“Its okay honey she’s in good hands” replies Dr. Possible

Rufus begins weeping uncontrollably in Ron’s seat.

As the couple continue to dance they are the only ones in their own world.

“Ron when did you get so romantic”?

“Well I had a little help from some friends. KP do you know what the scariest moments in my life were”?

"Wannaweep"?

“Heh, no there were times when I thought I wasn’t good enough you”’, Ron looks up the to the stars, “ I felt this way even way before that night four years ago” He then looks into her eyes with an intense gaze.

“I know I may screw up a lot but I promise, I’ll make you happy”

Kim smiles up at him “Ron you already have” she says

Grinning he replies “I guess that makes my job easier”

Laughing Kim puts her head on his shoulder as they continue to dance, “The truth is I’m always worried that I would screw up our relationship, you know do something to drive you away”.

“Drive me away, believe me Kim I would give up nacos for life if it meant being with you”. Ron begins to tear up.

“Ron are you crying”? asks Kim

“Yea I guess I’ve always been a little emotional”

“That’s one of the things I love about you, its so Ronnish” jokes Kim

“Well Miss Possible you’ve just agreed to spend your life with your awkward and clumsy former best friend, what do you have to say"?

Kim answers with a loud “Booyah!”

“Hey that’s my line says” Ron replies

“Shut up Ron and from now on it’s Mrs. Possible Stoppable”, before Ron could reply she gives him a deep kiss “I hope this night never ends”

Ron who is dazed by the kiss replies with an unintelligible “mhmmf”

Just when they were falling deeper into their own world, the kimmunicator goes off and Ron pulls it out of his pocket.

“Sorry to ruin the moment guys but we’ve got trouble” says Wade

“What’s the sitch Wade"?

“Drakken’s back and he's just robbed a technology convention in Brazil” he says.

“Ron you ready for a trip to the Amazon?”

“Now and forever Kim, Rufus buddy let’s go”

“I’ve got your transportation ready right above you guys” says wade as a helicopter speeds up from above blowing the guests and tables around.

Kim screams to the crowd “sorry everyone the party is over, hang on Ron”.

Ron instinctively grabs on to her as she pulls out a grappling hook from her purse and pulls herself and Ron with Rufus hanging on to his shoe laces up towards the helicopter.

They fly off as the crowd recovers from the shock of a helicopter blowing the party to a close.

As Monique stares off into the direction of the fading helicopter she begins to think off a couple who deserve each other more than those two. “Nope can’t think of one she sighs. Looks like things are going to get a lot more interesting in this town.

THE END


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Hope you guys liked it I worked hard on it after I saw the movie thanks in advance for any advice and for any reaction from the reviewers

[yvj]

The second story is actually to big to post here so this is the link

www.fanfiction.net/s/2350575/2/

[impossiblegirl]

Awwww. That's so sweet! I can TOTALLY imagine Ron proposing like that!

TTYL,
Impossiblegirl

[yvj]

I know these stories have been Roncentric. So by the next story I'll try to get some Kim POVs. Of course this by all means does not mean I'm done with Ron. Anyway enjoy.


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Ron awoke with a jolt, his brain racked with pain. He grabbed his head, to somehow try and contain the pounding. As if the pounding in his brain wasn't enough his chest felt as if it was on fire. He clutched the area around his heart, attempting to quell the fire in his chest. He couldn't put his hand on it, but he felt different. In fact he knew he was different, but compared to what he didn't know. Suddenly a vast coldness began to creep up through his ankles.
“What the hell happened to me”?

Ron searched his brain for the answers. Certain memories flooded back into his brain. He remembered a building, yes a building with hostages. He and and Kim were at some office party. Suddenly the party was crashed by some crazy costumed freak with some kind of magic scepter he was totting around.

“Illusie, that's what he called himself”.

Ron recalled that was the exact same moment he and Kim had decided to stop the guy. There was another detail that he was forgetting, something important.

“The guy, he said something about the scepter creating illusions, no that's not it. There was something else. He had planted something in the building, bombs. Yeah bombs, he said he planted bombs throughout the building”.

Ron sprang to his feet in a panicked state, it was then he noticed the timer on the wall. It resembled a digital clock. Strangely the rest of the room was in complete darkness, but he could see the timer as bright as day. As if it was waiting for him to see it, the timer began to count down from six minutes. He knew he had to leave, but where was he? And where was Kim? Did she get captured? All these questions raced through his mind, as the coldness crept into kneecaps.

“Many of those questions no longer concern you” a deep voice bellowed from within the darkness.

“Illusie, is that you, where is Kim” Ron called out.

“My name does not concern you, but I can show you where to find all the answers”.

Abruptly a dim and promising glow appeared in the farthest reaches of the darkness. Intuitively, he knew that the light would save him from his pain. It seemed to magnetize him like a beacon in a sea of darkness, he had to direct himself to it. Cautiously he placed his hand out and let the light wash over it. A feeling of peace, comfort, and love enveloped him. There were no words to describe just how he felt. As he prepared to step into the light, a sharp shriek filled the air.

“Ron”

He recognized the voice immediately.

“KP”, he said to himself and retreated from the light.

By the sound of her voice she seemed to be in distress. “Illusie must have captured her”.

Ron backed further away from the light, he didn't know what was on the other side, but Kim wasn't there. It wasn't where he belonged. He tumbled through the darkness into a strange void of unfamiliar space. Sharp, stabbing nameless voices, without form, seemed to chase him in the blackness. It was as if he was spinning, confused, frightened and utterly alone. Strangely enough the bright light was following him . He ran until he collided with a wall in the darkness. He turned to see the light increasing in magnitude.

“I must be under Illusie's spell”.

Ron

Kim's voice came through the darkness once again, this time it sounded distant.

“She's on the other side of this wall”, he thought.

He began to beat himself against the wall, to his surprise it began to give way.

“I'm coming Kim”

Using all of his strength he broke through wall, and scrambled to his feet . He found himself at the mouth of a river. A river of complete darkness, the water looked more like crude oil.

Ron I need you

The voice sounded even more distant, but he could tell she was on the verge of tears. He looked up at the ceiling, to see that there was a timer in this room to, and it had just gone down past five minutes.

“Don't worry Kim I'm coming” he said as he dove into the water.

The water was choppier than he expected and the current moved as if it had a mind of its own. Pushing Ron towards in the direction he came from.

As Ron struggled against the current the deep voice returns “why do you continue to fight me?”

“Get out of my head Illusie” he cried.

“Do your muscles not ache against the constant struggling. Do your limbs not ache. Relax and I can show you the true meaning of life”.

Ron ignoring the words continued to work against the current. Slowly but surely he was making his way through the dark water. Blindly following where he thought her voice was coming from. Around a minute later he came to the riverbank, he crawled quickly to the shore, and collapsed. He rolled onto his back, gasping for air. For some reason he could feel fluid in his lungs.

“That can't be normal” he said to himself fighting the fire in his brain. He opened his eyes to see the light illuminating the river.

“What the hell is with that light”? He wondered as he turned to run.

Ron moved through the fog. his footsteps were silent as he approached a door, the damp air pressing around his shadowy form. Another timer was attached to the door, he was now down to less then four minutes. He pushed through the door, and exited into a staircase.

“I knew it I'm still in the building” he looked down to see that his clothes were completely dry.

“Just an illusion, good thing too, because this tux cost me an arm an leg”.

He rubbed his leg as the coldness reached his thigh, he massaged it for a few minutes before climbing. He climbed only a floor before coming up to another door, the only path he could find. He entered a hallway filled with dark, moss-covered doors, muted and hazy in the stillness, canted this way and that, giving the place a gloomy air.

“This place just screams happiness”

As he moved along the rows of doors, a movement caught his attention. A figure slunk through the fog, and approached. A semi transparent old man, carrying an old book, stood staring at Ron. To Ron the old man appeared to be a hologram, or something familiar.

“What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly”.

“Ok grandpa or should I say Illusie. I'm not even going to pretend to know what the hell you're talking about. Just tell me where Kim is”

“I fear that no longer concerns you”.

Ron began to feel his rage building, as he watched another timer continue to count down, “look time is running out, where is she”?

The old man remained silent.

Ron charged at the old old man, and threw a right hook. The blow passed right threw the old man, sending Ron sprawling to the floor.

“From an endless dream we have come. In an endless dream we are living. To an endless dream we shall return”, said the old man.

“Right sweet dreams are made of these, who am I to disagree. Is that the next line”? Ron replied from ground, as he spit dirt from his mouth. The timer was down to two minutes and thirty seconds.

Ron picked himself off the floor, it was getting harder and harder to breathe. His body felt sluggish.

“I know she's behind one of these doors, I can feel it”, he managed to blurt out, it was difficult to talk.

He stumbled to the first door he could find, opened it and stepped through. He stood in shock to discover the doorway led to his parent's house. But the furniture and the decorations, they're were different, but he could tell it was the house.

“Come on Ronnie”.

“That voice, its mom's” Ron watched as his mother entered the room. It was his mother alright, but much younger and vibrant.

“That's my boy” she cooed.

“Mom what's going on---” Ron stopped when his mom reaches her hands out, and a small baby with small strands of blond hair, made his way towards his mother.

“Ooh my big boy is walking”.

Silently he backed away from the scene, and is mysteriously returned to the hallway. He turned to the old man who continued to remain silent. Ron pushed through another door, and he was transported again. This time he stood in the middle of the street, before his house. He stood in place watching a new scene unfold.

“Dad I don't want to go” Ron whined.

“Now don't worry son, you'll love Camp Wannaweep. Now relax the bus will be here to pick you up soon”.

“Dad are you getting rid of me so you and mom can have adult relations”.

“What, where did you get such language”?

“Come on dad I want to stay here and play with Kim”.

“No son, I'm sure she'll be waiting for you when you get back”.

“Alright” yelled Ron as he returned to the hallway. “What the hell is this”?

“Many would give anything to relive these memories”.

Ron examined the old man “Where did you get these images? Are you probing my brain”.

“I have no need to probe as you say. I know everything about you, Ronald Stoppable, age 28, Virgo, currently engaged, he likes long walks on the beach and Meryl Streep movies”.

“Alright enough with the banter, are you going to tell where you're keeping her”?

“I have already told you--”

“That's it I've had enough of you. She's behind one of these doors, I know it”

In a huff he turned away from the old man, and continued to move down the hallway, searching for any clues he could use.

“She's got to be behind one of these doors. Come on KP give me a sign”, he said as he pushed himself into another random door.

He stepped onto the beach, as a cool tropical wind, wafted from the ocean.

“San Medro” he whispered to himself.

He hid himself and watched as he and Kim appeared from, the thick jungle. Their clothes torn and raggy, the after effects of saving the world hours before.

“Well Kim, we're officially stranded”

“Its alright Ron I'm sure someone will come for us eventually”.

“Yeah I hope so” he replied. “Well go ahead, I'm waiting”.


“For what?


“The lecture, the 'you shouldn't have pressed the button, after I told you not to press the button, which inadvertently causes us to be stranded on an island' lecture.


Oh Ron you don't need me to remind you of your shortcomings. I would've thought by now they'd be obvious.


“Aah, funny”.


“ Well Ron, just to put your mind at ease, its ok. As long as we're alive its ok”

“How zen of you Kim”.

“Besides Ron, this island is gorgeous. The night sky isn't this beautiful over Middleton”

“So I did good”?

“You did good”. She turned to him with a mischievous smile, “you know Ron where alone on this island”.

“Yeah we've already gone through this. We're alone, completely isolated from any signs of human...oh ohh.

“Well this is where I exit, something about watching myself get it on seems sick and wrong”.

Ron tumbled through the door and crashed to the floor, his legs felt numb. And his body acted as if he was losing blood, but he didn't have a cut on him.

“I expected you to see that vision to the end” the old man announced as he stood over Ron.

“I got jealous”.

“Are you ready to stop fighting me now, or since there is some time remaining, shall you experience more”?

“Screw the visions, I'm not interested in the past. Where is Kim”?

“You of all people should know that she can help herself. Are you that egotistical to believe that she needs you with her at all times. She can, an will, move on without you”.

Ron grimaced from the pain “what do want from me”?

“I'm here to help you, you're in pain right”.

“Unbearable”.

“I can remove you from the pain”. Ron could see the bright light beginning to illuminate the hallway, it was coming. “Do you want to escape this pain”?

“Yes”.

“And there is more, you have guilt. Minor infractions compared to most, but they've caused you so much pain. Years ago you stole a single piece of candy from a store, and five dollars from your mother's purse”.

“That was so long ago”.

“Ah yes but you may not know it, but it still weighs heavily in your heart. Just like in the case of your recent bedroom antics, many young women have had their hearts spurned by you. Especially one you hold dearly in your heart, you've hurt her before”.

He re-lived those moments and felt not only what he had done but also the hurt he had caused, things he had never imagined would have caused such pain.

“These are the moments that have burdened your heart for all of these years”.

“I'm sorry” Ron cried. “I'm so sorry”.

“I can relieve you of this emotional pain, shall I”?

“Yes”.

The light began to blind Ron's eyes, he became directed to other events which gave joy to others, although he felt unworthy it seemed the balance was in his favor.

“I've a guest for you Stoppable”. A figure stepped through the light.

Ron squinted his eyes through his tears, “grandpa”

It was his grandfather, he looked younger than he remembered and was without the hairy mole on his chin, but undoubtedly his grandfather.

“Hey Ronnie, how's it going”?

“I've been better grandpa, how are you”?

“Hey I'm great, I spend most of the time cruising for chicks, don't tell your grandma though. Technically as of now I'm single”.

Ron laughed.

“Ronnie I was always wanted to say, I'm sorry for uh you know... a week before your eighteenth birthday. I was planning on taking you fishing, family tradition you know”.

“You can still do so” interrupted the old man “Ronald what is your answer, shall I arrange your meeting”?

Ron don't leave me.

“That voice” Ron quickly pinpointed where it came from. A door adjacent of the old man”.

“Its no big grandpa, don't take this the wrong way, I'm really happy to see you, but I've got somewhere to be” he swiftly got to his feet and barreled through the door.

“Hey KP I'm here, are you ok”?

He searched the room but it was completely empty, nothing but a cars and motorcycles on display.

“ A showroom”? “Right a showroom, this is where it all began. This is where the party was held. But where is everyone”?

Ron surveyed the room. He stopped when he stared at the sky bridge, the sky bridge connected two building together. Two buildings, directly parallel to each other, were brought together by this signal bridge. But now it was severed as if it had blown to pieces, there was no longer any access to the other building.

“Kim, she's on the other side”.

“Yes she is” replied the old man, from behind.

Ron turned to him “why do I know that”?

“Team Possible even after years of inactivity, had defeated the villain Illusie. The team had managed to disable all of the bombs in the building, but as a safety precaution they escorted the party goers across the sky bridge. A Ronald Stoppable being the gentleman that he is, returned alone to this building. Supposedly to drag Illusie's unconscious body across the bridge. Unfortunately--”

“There was one more bomb”.

“Yes as you carried, Illusie's body toward the skybrdge. He activated the bomb, although you weren't on it, the shock wave not only gave you a serious injury, but it sent you crashing into that wall.

The old man pointed to a crater on the wall. Ron dropped to ground, and pressed his hands over his face.

“So I'm”

“Hanging by a thread”.

“So you are”

“The one appointment we all must keep, and for which no time is set”

“Ah The Riddler”.

“You were always a peculiar fellow Stoppable”

“This is sad enough to be the first track on an album by The Cure. Ron sighed,”one question though, why all these games, why didn't you just take me”?

“You see the timer on the wall”.

Ron had forgotten about the timer. It was down to fifty seconds.

“As I've stated you are hanging on by the thinnest of threads. If that timer hits zero an explosion will occur, this building will come down. And if you're still here, you'll be trapped between life and death, surrounded by nothing but darkness, no awareness of the outside world. Just you, your suffering, and your memories. A fate worse then death. Follow me and embrace the light, and you can avoid such a fate”.

“What about Kim”?

“She'll be fine believe me. Hurry your decision must be made soon”.

Ron ruffled his hair and said nothing.

“If your concern is for the girl, think about it this way. Do you want her to see you in such a state, forcing her too make a decision she shouldn't have too make”?

“That's not it, there's something else. Its been bugging me forever, rattling around in my brain. Something I've got to remember” said Ron in deep thought.

“There is no time”.

“Shut up” he screamed “let me remember”.

Seemingly random memories flooded into Ron's mind. One of which was two weeks ago.

“Hey Kim I'm home” said Ron.

She ran up quickly to him and grabbed the grocery bag from his hands.

“Where's my pickle”?

“What”?

“You forget to buy my pickle”.

“Um Kim I'm sorry but, I think you should be happy , that I was willing to leave the house at one in the morning to get you some ice cream.

“Oh yeah thank you for nothing, you are such an idiot. How could you forget the darn pickle”?

“ KP, you've been a little moody lately”

He stared at her as tears formed in her eyes “I'm sorry Ron, I love you so much”.

“Um Ok”

“No way” Ron said to himself, as another memory came.

Ron walked into the bathroom, as Kim stood over the toilet.

“KP, you've been throwing up all day, maybe me and Adrian shouldn't go to the park.

Kim threw up again into the bowl, “no you guys go on ahead, its probably just food poisoning”.

“Ok, we'll see you later”.

“Don't tell me”

“This party's a snore fest” she said.

“Not to mention a sausage fest, I mean you're the hottest chick here”.

“Ron I'll take that as I compliment, I think”.

“Take it as whatever you want”, he grinned.

“How about we blow this party, I've got to tell you something important, anyway”.

“Is it about how good I look in my tux”?

“No this is good news. Ron I--”.

Suddenly an explosion rocked through the showroom.

“Citizens of Middleton, bow down to Illusie”

It would have been better, if you hadn't come to this conclusion. It will just make your transition more difficult”, said the old man solemnly

Ron rose to his feet, a blank expression on his face.

“What are you doing, Stoppable”.

“I've just got to get to the other side”, he said as he approached a motorcycle.

“What, you must not fear me, I'm not the greatest of evils; it is worse to wish for my appointment, and have me not come. You have only two options, and only one can lead to peace. If this building explodes, you will regret it. Embrace the light”.

Ron placed himself on the bike, and positioned it towards the sky bridge. “I've got another option”.

15

14

13

“You are being very foolish”.

“Let me ask you something, beyond that light, does it have what I want”.

“No, but it has what you need. It has what you've earned”.

“That's good to know, but I'm a selfish man. Does it have what I want”?

12

11

10

“No, but of course in due time”.

“In due time she'll probably remarry. And that meeting will be awkweird don't you think”?

9

8

7

“What are you planning”?

“If I time it right, the explosion should propel me towards the other building. I think I read something like that somewhere in high school. I guess reading is fundamental. I hope this works she's always mad, when I spend too much time away”.

“It's impossible”.

“Nothing is impossible, for Kim Possible's fiance”.

6

5

Ron accelerated the motorcycle, towards the sky bridge. He blurred past the old man without blinking.

“Ron Stoppable, a very interesting fellow”

As the bike reached the end of the platform, the building exploded. The explosion pushed Ron forward like a rocket. He flew through the air, at break neck speed towards the other building. Crash landing on the other side of the bridge, he was thrown clear from the bike, as his body was flung towards the nearest wall. He braced himself for the tremendous impact.

He awoke screaming into the oxygen mask which the paramedics had put on his face. The pain had increased ten fold.

“We've got a heart beat” the doctor called out.

Ron thrashed about disoriented, forcing the doctors to sedate him. He began to feel drowsy as many people scurried, around him.

“Your one lucky son of gun, a few seconds pass the deadline and you would have been gone or brain dead”.

“Lucky” Ron whispered as he went under.

He opened his eyes in what seemed like a few minutes later.

“Ron how are you feeling”?

“Kim is that you”?

“Yeah”

“I showed that old bastard, KP, you should have seen it. I was cool, like an action movie star”.

“What old man”?

“Ah never mind”.

“Ron I thought I'd lost you again” she said as she began to cry.

“I'm like a roach Kim, annoying and hard as hell to kill. So Kim did we get him”?

“Illusie, yeah we got him, of course he's missing a few teeth right right now.” She said as she cracked he knuckles

“Not bad after years of inactivity huh”.

“Not bad at all”

“So Kim, did you have something to tell me”?

The old man stood over Ron's body invisible, to him and Kim.

“Looks like he made it after all. I guess the old saying is true, it takes more courage to live, anyone can die."

He opened his book and with a red pen he put a line through the name Ronald Stoppable.

“We'll I'd better get back to my rounds. I am in a hospital after all. We well meet again Ron Stoppable. But not for awhile”.

The End.


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Well what do you think, the story was a little ambitious, and is diffrent from the rest. But I think that's ok.

[Mobius]

I think it was darn good. It's late for me so I'll leave it at that.

[yvj]

I have to say, the last story was one of the better one's I've ever written(in my short carreer as a writer), so its going to be hard to top it. But I'll try my best to keep these stories going strong. Anyway, for continuity sake, lets say this story takes place before the last one. This is called Keep on loving you. BTW if you didn't read the second story, some of this may not make any sense. The link is above, but you could just ignore it and read for the fluff value.


Using the lip brush Kim worked in from the corners and made her lips look positively luminous. When she finished, she grabbed a mirror and smiled at her reflection. She tossed her hair brought the mirror up close and examined her face from every angle.

“Well Kimberly you've still got it” she said to herself.

She walked through her recently brought house, when the babysitter approached,

“Hey there's some blond guy hanging around outside”.

“Well, did you invite him in”?

“Yeah but he said, he rather wait outside”.

“That's Ron for you” she thought.

“Alright Mary, I'll be back later tonight. Take care of Adrian for me”.

“Can do” Mary replied.

Kim walked through the front door, where she found Ron sitting on the porch. She was not a big believer in fate. But how could she explain these recent events. After being separated for years, she and Ron had a chance meeting. At first she thought they could go back to being friends, but once again the relationship was taking off.

“So Ron how's life”?

“Well, I could be smart instead of handsome, but we've all got our problems”.

“Let me ask you something. Do you have a problem with my house”?

Ron sighed with a look of contentment on his face “not really” he said. He didn't know how to tell her, but he didn't feel worthy to step into her house. It was a curious feeling, but since they had reunited, three weeks ago, he had yet to step foot into her house.

“I saw you on the cover of Newsweek in the supermarket today” she told him.

Ron rolled his eyes, he was also mentioned in the Times and The Wall Street Journal. His split with the Bueno Nacho was a big deal in the business world. He wasn't just the main “idea” guy there, he also owned twenty percent of the company. That would probably cause some headaches, but he didn't care about that now.

“So KP. Where are we going today”?

“I've been meaning to ask you about that, why am I always planning these dates”.

He sighed “all of my previous dates, all followed a familiar pattern. A few simple routines you might say , to maximize the probability of---”

“Of you getting laid” she said.

“Yes” he replied quickly.

“So what's the success rate of these seductive traps”?

“One hundred percent”.

“Impressive”.

“Well the system works”, he said nonchalantly.

“So how does this system work”?

“Well one scenario would have me coming to the girls house in my Jaguar XK8. If the girl is a little low on the “virtuous” scale, then I'd already have the keys to the promised land without saying a word. If that doesn't get the job done, then its a trip to either to phony celebrity parties, or a night club. Then the night caps off at the Ritz”.

“Ok so, what you're saying is that I'm not good enough for the system”?

“You're not getting it Kim, you're too good for that. That routine is just if I want to get into somebody's pants. When there's no emotion involved. Anyway I'm a little afraid I might snap into that “guy” during our dates”.

“Ron you worry to much” she said as she rolled her eyes.

“No I'm not, I don't want this to be like the phony dates, I've been having for years. This, this is going to be legit”.

“Oh come on, you know what. Now I actually want to go on one of these “seduction” dates”.

“No come on, did you not hear what I've just said. I'm trying to avoid that, its like a game. I treated those girls like crap. I literally felt nothing during those dates”.

“You know what I think Ron, I think you're scared that I'll start liking you for you money, instead of you”.

“I..uh,what? No, No”.

“Uh huh. Ron the reason you've never felt anything for those girls, is probably because you thought, they were all just after your money”.

“Tch, what, you couldn't be further from the ...When did you become a shrink anyway”?

“What are you afraid of then”?

“Alright, you want the treatment. That's what I'll give you” He pulls a set of keys from his pocket.

“I assumed we'd be walking, but I brought this just in case” he lead her in the direction of his car. “Jaguar convertible drops panties in two seconds flat. Oh I hope you have some self control Kim, some girls don't make it out of the car”.

“Oh my god you were such a man very friendly person”.

“I think the correct term, in the streets these days, is pimp”.

“Ron that is such a double standard, do you know how many guys I've been with”?

“Actually, I don't want to know”, he replied as they entered the car.

“Two”.

“Two, oh my two, what, oh my... I guess that's how you were raised” he teased.

“How dare you” she said as she hit him playfully.

As he accelerated the car, Ron turned to her “two, huh including me”?

“Yes”.

“Wow, well I guess in retrospect, I am a very friendly person”.

“Well I'm glad you've seen the light”.

“I guess what they say is true, blonds do have more fun”.

This caused Kim to laugh “how did this conversation start, people don't usually talk about their pasts, during a date”.

“Well I guess the fact that we were friends for so long, has helped us communicate better. Even after all these years”.

She could see the truth in Ron's words, in only about three weeks they were connecting as if there had been no separation. She leaned back in the surprisingly comfortable seat, and turned to Ron who's attention was now on the road. When they were together she was with him entirely. When they were apart the memory of him filled her thoughts, and wrapped around her. Just being next to him, lifted her spirits. And the Jaguar was sweet too.

A few minutes later they arrived at a nightclub called the Minx.

“What is this place”? She asked.

“This is a night club owned by my good friend Gene. I say owned although I loaned him the money to front this place”.

“Shouldn't we wait on line”? She asked as they passed by a large number of people, standing behind a velvet rope.

“I told you Kim, I practically own this club”.

“Ooh, that should get you a lot of brownie points with the ladies”.

“You better believe it, are you impressed yet”?

“It's pretty impressive, but I'm not ready to jump into your arms yet”, she smirked.

“Well you do have a stronger will then most”, he said, as they reached the entrance.

“Ron” screams a greasy haired, weasily looking man, who greets them at the entrance. “Long time no see baby”.

“Gene how's it going”?

“Ron I told you its not Gene, its G Loc”

“Gene this is Kim”

“Whoa, you're actually bringing girls in here now”.

Ron dropped his head in disappointment “Gene, shut the hell up” he whispered to him.

“Wait hold on what are you talking about”? Kim inquired.

“Hey Kim let's go inside”.

“Hold on Ron; could you please explain what you were talking about Gene”?

“Hey G Loc just thought it's rare for Ron to bring a date in here. He usually walks in alone and comes out with a piece of tail attached to his arm. You know what I'm saying, yeah, high five Ron man”

Ron stood there, contemplating the physical torture he could inflict on his friend.

“Well Ron man don't leave him hanging” said Kim

Ron put his hands out, to receive the high five. Gene brought his hands down hard.

“Alright man, yeah, come in, and take the fine babe in with you”.

“Sorry about that” said Ron as they entered the club

“Don't worry about it, I'm just finding out about the new Ron”.

“You mean the old Ron”.

“Come on Ron, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy any of this”.

Ron thought about it for a moment, and knew she was right. He did have some good times, but most of rest felt shallow. No matter how he tried, he couldn't fake his way to happiness.

“Well KP this The Minx. A bi-level bar divided to suit many different appetites. If you’re looking for a relaxing late-evening dinner, head upstairs, where you’ll be greeted by a full bar, crystal chandeliers. Toward the back, a few small booths roped off with sheer curtains provide a romantic retreat. If you’re searching for a drink and lounging, stay downstairs. Curving banquette seatings wrap around one wall, opposite a wood bar. Hidden in the shadows toward the back, a DJ booth is nestled into a corner by the dance floor”.

“I'm getting a “ I’m in a liquor commercial vibe” Kim remarked.

Ron continued “Tuesdays is Live Bliff night, rock-oriented events featuring local bands. Live music and Latin jazz start at seven pm. on Wednesdays. Hip-hop and R&B take Thursdays, while Fridays are my favorites, eighties night”

“Eighties night”?

Suddenly the DJ, shone the spotlight on Ron. “Y'all know we can't start off this party, without my man Ron”.

The crowd broke into applause, Ron waved at the crowd, a grin on his face.

“You ready to jump into my arms, yet KP”, he whispered.

“No”, but I'm starting to see why the system works so well”.

A few hours later they're driving home, exhausted from a night of dancing. They rest in complete silence, during the first few minutes of the drive.

“I'm guessing, we should have had dinner, before we went to the night club”Ron said noticing the time.

“So there is a flaw in the system”.

“Its pretty much your fault Kim, you shouldn't have challenged me too a dance contest. Have you forgotten I'm a Bon-diggety dancer ”.

“Please, you're just angry that I took you to school tonight. And look, I've got some food at the house. Maybe I can whip us up something”.

“I think I'll take a rain check on that” he said quickly.

“What was that”?

“No its nothing. I just don't think I've enough antacids at home, that's all”.

“I can't believe” she said.

“You can't believe what”?

“I can't believe that after all these years, you still think I can't cook. As far as you know, I could have taken cooking lessons”.

“Did you”?

“No, but I can cook, okay”.

“Alright, you can cook; hey do you want to hear a joke”?

“Sure”.

“A magician is driving down the road, then he turns into a drive way”

She looked at him for a moment and then broke in a fit of laughter “that was the joke”?

“Yeah”

“That was the stupidest joke ever” she laughed.

“Ok how about this”.

“Why was the Energizer Bunny arrested”?

“Why”?

“He was charged with battery”.

She groaned loudly, “oh my god”.

“What these are gold”.

“Gold? I think the world should be grateful you're not a stand up comic”.

“Alright, I'm going to bring out the big guns”

“Ok bring them out” she challenged.

“I went to see my doctor the other day, I say doctor, every morning when I get up and I look in the mirror. I feel like throwing up; What's wrong with me?" He said"I don't know but your eyesight is perfect”.

Kim does her best to try and contain her laughter.

“Ah, you're going to crack. Ok how does a woman show she's planning for the future?”

“Oh boy”

“Plastic Surgery”.

That was the last straw, she couldn't contain it anymore. The car was soon filled with joyous laughter.

“Oh that last one was so wrong” she said between breaths.

“That's why its so funny” he said. “well we're here”. Ron pointed out as he pulled into her driveway.

“I had fun tonight” she said as he walked her to the door.

“Yeah, me too, it brought back some old memories. But I think it'd be better if I left though”.

“Oh come on Ron, I'll give you a tour”.

“Nah its alright. Its getting late”.

“Please” she's said giving him the puppy dog pout.

“Oh man, I haven't seen that in years. Yet somehow its still effective”.

“I knew it would be” she said as they entered the house.

“Hey Kim, you're home” Mary called out when they walked into the living room.

“Mary, this is Ron, Ron this is Mary”.

“Hello” he said quickly.

“How was Adrian”? Kim asked

“Oh he was a dear, although he did start crying awhile ago. But you were right, if you start singing he'll quiet down”.

“He loves to be sung to” Kim told Ron.

“Well thanks a lot Mary, I''ll take it from here”.

“Oh Kim I forget to ask, if it wouldn't be too much trouble. My mom has something important she wants to show you at the house”.

“Can't it wait” Kim pleaded.

“I'm sorry, but you know how she is”.

She sighed “fine; Ron can you wait here for a moment, while I go next door”.

“What, um I guess that's ok” .

“Alright, lets go Mary”.

The minute they left. An awkward feeling came over Ron, as realized he was alone.

“darn that puppy dog pout. Its so darn powerful”.

He walked around the living room, examining the photos she had put up. He spotted her and picked up her wedding picture. He recalled how close he had been to being in those very frames.

He focused on Kim in her wedding dress, consciously blocking out the image of the man standing next to her.

“Man she was so beautiful” he whispered to himself.

His thoughts are interrupted by a sound coming from the upstairs. Ignoring his own instinct to ignore the sound, he found his way into Adrian's bedroom. Ron watched as he Adrian moved in his crib.

“Hey there big guy” he said.

Ron walked over to the crib “how're you doing there buddy”?

Adrian looked up at him with the confused look of a child, then he gave Ron a smile, followed by a light squeal.

“There you go. Can you say deoxyribonucleic acid? Come on follow me deox y ri bose nucle ic acid”.

Ron stared in admiration, as Adrian moved back in forth throughout the crib. Ron felt a tinge of sadness as he watched.

“You could've been my son you know. But I screwed it up”. Adrian nods as if he understood, then he grabs Ron's nose.

A few minutes later Kim entered the house, and breathed a sigh of relief. Those neighbors were getting to be a handful. Moving into the living room she discovered that Ron was missing.

“Ron” she called out softly, trying to avoid waking up Adrian. Then she heard his giggling from upstairs. Wondering if Ron was there too, she headed up the stairs. As she approached the room she could hear Ron speaking. Stopping in front of the doorway, she began to eavesdrop.

“Can you keep a secret Ad'. I told your mom, that I never thought of her when we separated. But I lied, I completely and totally lied right to her face. Why, because I'm an idiot”.

Adrian began to giggle “yeah, you're right to laugh, I'm an idiot. Let me give you some early advice Ad, never use a bunch of girls to forget your old girlfriend. Its not healthy, and can only lead to disaster. And never, ever, bet someone that you can swallow your tongue. Turns out it is possible”.

Ron sighed “ever hear of Frankie Valli, kid”. Adrian looked at Ron for a moment, then began to play with his teddy bear.

“Before your time I guess. Anyway, he had this song. And this song every time I hear it emotionally kicks the crap out of me. Oops I'm sorry for cursing, don't tell your mom. Anyway I was on this date right, with this girl called Shelia, when this song came on, while we are sitting at this restaurant. We're eating right then this song comes wafting through the speakers”.

Ron watched as Adrian continued to play, and picked him up out of his crib. “You want to hear the song”

A bit of Adrian's drool dropped on Ron's cheek “I'll take that as a yes. Well it goes a little like this”.

He drew Adrian closer to him; “My eyes adored you, Though I never laid a hand on you, My eyes adored you, Like a million miles away from me you couldn't see, How I adored you: So close, so close and yet so far away”.

He placed Adrian on his shoulder.

“Carried your books from school, Playing make-believe you're married to me: You were fifth grade, I was sixth, When we came to be, Walking home every day over Barnegat,Bridge and Bay, Till we grew into the me and you, Who went our separate ways”.

“My eyes adored you, Though I never laid a hand on you, My eyes adored you, Like a million miles away from me you couldn't see How I adored you: So close, so close and yet so far”.

“Headed for city lights, Climbed the ladder up to fortune and fame, I worked my fingers to the bone, Made myself a name. Funny, I seem to find that, no matter how the years unwind, Still I reminisce about the girl I miss And the love I left behind...”

“My eyes adored you Though I never laid a hand on you, My eyes adored you, Like a million miles away from me you couldn't see How I adored you: So close, so close and yet so far away”.

Ron paused for a minute as he remembered, how hard the song had hit him, the first time he had heard it. And as he sung it now, he could still feel its effects.

“All my life I will remember how warm and tender,We were way back then Though I'm feeling sad regrets I know I won't ever forget, You, my childhood friend”.

“Now there are some differences, like me and your mom were in the same grade. And no offense, but I did more than lay a hand on her. But the rest...it was my life exactly. Don't tell anyone, but I heard the song,and then I spent like thirty minutes in the bathroom crying, well crying like a baby. Ad' there's nothing like, bawling in the mens room for thirty minutes, to put your life in perspective. Love is a ver--. Ad' are you awake”?

Ron looked to see that Adrian had fallen asleep on his shoulder. “I don't blame you for falling asleep kid, that story gets old real fast”.

He laid Adrian back down in his crib “hey” he said softly “you know who I'm the most jealous of in the whole world. Your dad”. A deep sadness filled him. It could have been different, now those dreams felt like fantasies.

Kim backed away from the door silently, and retreated downstairs. Ron followed soon after, completely unaware, that she had been there minutes before.

He found her in the kitchen “that's a cute kid. He's a good listener, who needs therapy when you've got a baby around”.

He stared at her suspiciously, she had her backed turned to him.

“What's wrong”?

She turned her face quickly to answer him “nothings wrong” then turned her back to him again.

“Is it me or have you been crying”?

“No I was just cutting these onions” she said wiping her eyes.

“Oh, so what are we having”?

“I don't know” she said.

“So why are you cutting those onions”?

“Hey who's making the food, you or me”? She snapped

Ron sighed “Ok... that's normal. So what happened to the tour”?

She sniffed “Adrian's room, my room and the bathroom are upstairs, the guest room, living room and kitchen are downstairs” she said quickly. “Any questions”.

“Yeah, what's another word for thesaurus”? “Seriously though, that wasn't much of tour” he said as he walked over too her.

“So tell me a little about your house”.

Ron stopped in his tracks “my house, well my house is huge or should I say excessively large. The house sits on a rise overlooking, this beautiful bay. I've got a butler, part time cook, two maids. And a gardener who manages my vegetable garden”.

“Wow” she said, finally ready to turn around.

“Yeah, I get that look a lot. People get surprised when they realize I've got more money, then they thought I had. Then they've got to re-evaluate me”.

Kim looked at her stack of dirty dishes “ok rich boy, when's the last time you've washed dishes”.

“Three years” he said calmly “but I'm willing to adapt to a strange culture”.

Ron washed a few dishes as she continued to work on the food. He turned to face her, but she was looking down at the onions she was cutting into tiny pieces. He started to tell her that, the pieces were small enough already. But he just stopped and watched her. He felt a rush of protectiveness that caught him by surprise. It was a feeling, he had not felt in a long time. The same feeling that had puzzled him years ago. She had beauty and charm, energy,a quick wit, friends in every part of the world, and enough skills to constantly save the world. Yet he felt protective.

“Oh god what am I doing, I don't deserve her” he thought as he backed away from the sink.

“What are you doing Ron”?

He turned to her “I don't know, I'm not sure”.

Kim studied his face she had an idea, about what he was thinking.”If you're not sure, then give us time. We've built up a lot these past weeks”.

“I don't know” he said again.

“Why”?

“Because... Because I don't feel good enough and guilty..I mean technically you're still--.

She moved closer and wrapped her arms around him “I think you're good enough”.

“Are you sure”?

She nodded, her mouth opened beneath his and she forgot the seriousness in his voice. His mouth covered hers, she tasted his lips, and brought her body even closer to him. She gave herself up to what she loved about him, his openness, his strength, he was so intriguingly different from the people in her life.

“I love you” he said his voice low. “But it work, our being together”.

“Ron shut up”. She said kissing him again.

“Okay, you're the boss”.

He bent to her again, his mouth finding hers as his hands curved her body.

“Couch”? He asked.

“No, guest room” she answered.

“Can do” he said as he lifted her off her feet.

He carried her, bumping into the furniture on the way to the room.

“Baby, let me take all of my life to find you, but you can believe it's gonna take, the rest of my life to keep you”. He said in his best Barry White impression, which caused her to laugh again.

“If you close your eyes, you can pretend this is the Ritz, rich boy”.

“I don't want the Ritz, you wouldn't be there”.

He entered the room, and tripped over the carpet, which sent Kim crashing to the ground.

“It was always an adventure with you Ron” she said mischievously, picking herself up.

Ron stared at her surprised, none of the other girls had ever laughed and joked in this situation. It was always silent and serious, business as usual. He had forgotten humor, could be a part of romance.

“You won't be laughing for long”.

“You want to bet”? She laughed.

“Oh that's harsh”.

He placed her on the bed, his heart feeling to Kim as if were her own.

“Kim” he said slowly as sensuously as he could “you're so incredibly beautiful”.

“I know”, she kissed him with a long slow kiss. She gave out low laugh that hit him like a warm breeze.

“What”? He asked stopping momentarily.

“The system works”.

Now it was his turn to laugh, startled and pleased at the same time. A few minutes later the only sounds were their breathing,and the whispering of names in the darkness.

A few hours later (fill in the blanks)

Ron sat up beside her. He looked around the room, then back to Kim's slim form. He felt a sense of happiness, because he had found exactly what he wanted.

“I love you KP”.

She brushed her hand against his face “I've heard that before”.

“ I meant, every word I said, when I said that I love you I meant that I love you forever”.

She smiled “the lyrics from an eighties pop song, is exactly what I needed to hear”.

“"Music is the soul of language."

“What does that mean”? She asked.

“I don't know, but it sounded good in my head”.

“How did the rest of the song go”?

“And I’m gonna keep on loving you. Cause it’s the only thing I wanna do. I don’t wanna sleep. I just wanna keep on loving you”.

“That's a good song” she said as she laid her head on his chest. “but I have better song”.

“What”?

She began to sing softly "My eyes adored you, Though I never laid a hand on you, My eyes adored you Like a million miles away from me you couldn't see, How I adored you: So close, so close and yet so far”.

She felt Ron's heart beat quicken, then a few seconds later it relaxed.

“That's a good song” he said. “We'll get to the Ritz too one of these days, just to see if it makes a difference”.





Well I hope you enjoyed it, because it's really, really hard to write a romance fic. I hope it came out alright though. Oh and it would be nice too know if I'm keeping the characters, in character at all. Just keep in mind though, that they're adults now

[Mobius]

I was actually going to suggest that you continue the second story, but you beat me to it. I think you did a wonderful job, it turned out nicely. The characters have stayed in character even with the changes you have put them through.

[yvj]

Once again this story is too big to fit here so here's the link.

www.fanfiction.net/s/2350575/5/

[yvj]

Three new chapters up Note chapter 3 is now chap seven I've updated the rest of the chaps to fix my mistakes and timeline issues

www.fanfiction.net/s/2350575/5/

www.fanfiction.net/s/2350575/6/

www.fanfiction.net/s/2350575/8/

[bDd]

Good job, yvj. I see you're new to this message board, aren't you?
P.S. At the top post, you referred to So the Drama as STD. STD actaully stands for 'Sexually-Transmitted Diseases'. As the 'the' part in the title doesn't have a capital T, the acronym for the title should rightfully be StD.
Hope you don't mind me nitpicking.