Kim Possible Porn Story: Let Them Come Chapter 1

Title: Let Them Come

Rating: T

Pairing: Kim/Shego (Kigo)

A/N: I was feeling kind of dark. Just a warning to you all, this fic reflects that.

Let the tears come.

Kim was sprawled above masses of metal and ash when she visibly tilted her head to the side, halfway unconscious. Eyes fluttering through the thick air, she shut them tightly at the faint rays of light showering above the ceiling and groaned as a sharp pain tugged at her waist.

I suggest you dont move. Wouldnt want to hurt that little red head of yours, now, would we?

That voice. Kim recognized the tone anywhere. It wasnt like it was easy to move any part of her body at the moment, but she decided to follow the voices advice anyway and fought the urge to look at the other person sitting beside her.

At least thats what it felt like.

Sh-Shego? Kim murmured hoarsely. Her throat couldve burst into flames any second.

Thats my name, stated Shego, who, just as Kim suspected, was kneeling beside the injured redhead. How ya feelin, Pumpkin?

Kim coughed in response, stirring with all of her might to at least catch a glimpse of her nemesis and understand why she was actually speaking to her in such a vulnerable state.

Like Ive been run over by a tractor seven times, Kim admitted. Alright, so maybe she was exaggerating, but people tend to do that when they arent in the best condition.

Cant be that bad if you can say all of that, the pale woman replied. She was eyeing Kim with a soft expression, all the while attempting to keep her normal sarcastic remarks in check.

You have no idea. Kim smiled to lighten up the mood, proceeding in asking, What happened to me?

Whadya think? Same thing every time. Doctor D creates a self destruct button, only this time the idiot managed to set it off before you even made your entrance.

Huh, Kim murmured. Clearly, she wasnt all that fascinated. Is Ron okay?

You mean sidekick boy? Despite the insult toward her best friend, Kim nodded, not in the mood to add what was unnecessary. He went to get help. This aint exactly a beauty pageant for you, Kimmie.

Is it that bad?

Eh. You had worst, Shego admitted.

Like when?

The villainess shrugged. She wasnt one to remember all her encounters with the hero. Only the ones that mattered, and those memories retained Kim as what she was; attractive. Of course Shego wouldnt be caught dead declaring that out loud.

Does it matter? she huffed. Now shut up already. I have to deal with your annoying questions more times than Id like.

Im only asking, Kim pointed out.

Well, dont, the older woman said. Thats what gets you into these messes, and Im always the one risking my ass to save yours.

Shego cringed at the information she accidently let out. It was subtle, and very general by the looks of it, but, unfortunately for her, it was enough to trigger Kims memory.

Why? the young cheerleader whispered gently, weakly. Any person would be able hear the confusion beneath her soft voice.

Why what? asked Shego.

Why did you save me? she clarified, a fuzzy recollection of the previous events filtering through her mind. Really, all she could remember was the explosion just as she had entered the lair.

There was no fight between Shego and herself, but the destruction had been far worse than what the two rivals couldve caused. Another body had been there to knock her over before a large piece of metal could, and though Kim couldnt recount whose body it was, she did recall a flash of green.

Shego was silent, imitating the sounds of the isolated lair, all except for the rasp breathing deriving from the redheaded hero. She hadnt wanted to be any closer than needed when it came to Kim, but something in her heightened the pity without her consent and soon she had her hand on the young girls smudged face.

You think Id just let a giant hunk of metal squish my only opponent? Shego said with a smirk. The rest of her body, however, betrayed her.

I dont believe that, Kim murmured, no longer staring at the pale green criminal beside her. Her eyes drooped while the ceiling became her main attraction, letting out a trembling breath.

What? Think Im lying?

Kim smiled. Isnt that what you do?

Shego didnt respond.

You care, Kim added, earning a scoff from her companion.

In your dreams, Princess.

Kims smile merely widened, but it was through difficulty. She strained her muscles to do such a simple act and it was worth every ounce of effort. I care, too, she went on, and closed her eyes once more to block out the light. Believe it or not, Shego, youre more than just my rival. Even though we fight all the time, I dont I dont hate you. I dont really know how to describe it.

A sniff. Shego? Kim tilted her head. Ar are you crying?

Shego never cried. To cry meant she would have to elicit a certain emotion sorrow and such emotion was a sign of weakness in Shegos terms. The only exception was that time she became one of the subjects for that mood altering device.

But no one could doubt the presence of tears pooling in Shegos emerald colored eyes. No use in denying it, but thats what Shego does. She does not show weakness.

Course not. What the hell do ya take me for? she scowled.

Kim shrugged, but the act only presented her limp arm shifting against an object. Im tired, Shego.

Shego stared at the little redhead she considered her enemy, but all she could see was a defenseless girl; one she had come to like, and more than she was willing to admit.

She then drifted her gaze toward the teenagers torso and lower, lingering where her hand was placed over the last twenty minutes or so. With a trembling sigh, she lifted her hand off Kims waist and stared in stunned silence as a river of dark crimson slithered from her fingers and down her wrist.

But Shego wasnt watching the blood that stained her arm. She was too preoccupied with the wound absorbing Kims side.

Hang in there, Princess, Shego whispered. The docs are comin soon.

Kim moaned, now noticing the pain with clarity. Don’t leave.

She squeezed Kims hand as reassurance, never taking her eyes off the teenager. And even as Shego heard the piercing ring of the ambulance and police, she only listened, not once thinking about leaving the side of the lifeless figure next to her.

I care, Shego promised, unaware of what became of the cold villain she once thought she was, but replaced by a stranger who wept with glistening tears.

Let them water your soul.