Kim Possible Porn Story: Rebirth Chapter 6

Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Disney and Squaresoft. One or two minor characters may be mine, but most aren’t.

After that first day at the Academy was over, and the male and female barracks had been filled with cadets, the training began. Ron as usual showed up late on the first day, which earned him one hundred push ups. He managed to do ten before passing out.

He was a little upset to learn that many of his classes didn’t involve Kim. Her higher ranking placed her under more advanced teachers, though there were times all the cadets trained together which Ron could spend with her. Unfortunately, as it turned out, he didn’t spend much time with her in the following weeks, even during group training. She had quickly rekindled the romance she had shared with Josh Mankey in High School, and seemed to spend most of her time with him instead. It wasn’t as if Ron didn’t get any time with Kim at all, but he found himself spending more time with Yori. Not that that was anything to complain about.

Training in the Academy turned out to be a lot like high school. Ron as always only did just enough to get by, worked only as much as was required for him to stay in the Academy. While Kim simply thrived. The top of every class, and closely rivaled by both Josh and Yori, Kim quickly established herself as the Academy’s best pupil. And a bit of a ‘General’s pet’ too.

Cloud seemed to take a real interest in Kim’s training, and had taken her under his wing. They were often seen in the main courtyard together sparring. Kim was no match for the General, but he had a lot to teach and she was eager to learn. Everyone already knew that she was a shoe in for SOLDIER when she graduated, and in time she was being referred to as the General’s protege. There were also quite a few inappropriate and totally unfounded rumors about a romance between two, which Ron was quick to stifle. If there was one thing he was good at, it was protecting his friend; be it from a giant laser cannon, a cruel fellow cheerleader, or even a nasty rumor. They may not have been tight as they were when they first arrived, but he wasn’t about to let anyone bad mouth her. She was still his best friend after all.

Yori was also excelling, and had more than a few eligible young cadets vying for her attention. But she seemed content to spend most of her free time with Ron, talking to him and laughing at his jokes. She always had wise words of encouragement for him, which often kept him from getting depressed. He came to truly value her friendship and kindness, but never even thought of starting anything romantic with her.

Besides, Ron’s logic was that a beautiful girl like Yori, who had her pick of pretty much any guy she wanted, shouldn’t have to settle for a guy like him. He knew how wonderful it was to have a good friend, and he was happy with that for now. So Ron stayed just friends with Yori, and she respected that. Even though at times she seemed to want to take things further.

The first three months passed soon enough, and their two weeks leave almost seemed to come out of the blue. But as always Ron was anxious for some real time off, just like he was about vacation time from school back home. He had been planning for months now, and he knew that he and Kim were going to have so much fun. Though there was a small complication when Yori came up to him, a few days before their leave began.

“Ron San. I shall be returning home to Wutai for my two weeks, and I would be honored if you accompanied me.”

Ron smiled. “Wow. Wutai? Really? I’ve always wanted to go there.” But his smile fell. “Wait. No, I can’t…”

“I realize you have a family that you wish to visit. But I only ask that you stay for a few days, so I can show you my home. I want you to meet my Sensei and my twin brother. Then we can go to Middleton together and…”

“Yori… Listen, I’m really sorry. But I made plans with Kim on our first day at the Academy. We’re going to stay in Midgar for three days before going home to Middleton.”

Yori’s smile fell, and her attempts to hide her disappointment failed miserably. “Oh… I see…”

“I mean if you want, you can come with. The more the merrier, you know. Then I can…”

“No,” she whispered. “My bus tickets are for two days from now. If I stay, I cannot go home. And I miss my brother… My sensei.”

“Aw man. This really tanks! I would love to go with you Yori, I really would. But me and Kim have had this planned for months, I can’t cancel on her. I’m sorry.”

Yori leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. It is something she would do occasionally, and Ron could never help but like it. “I understand, Ron San. You must keep your word to your friend. It is the honorable thing.”

He looked into her sad eyes, then smiled warmly. “I’ll miss you.”

He felt happy when he saw her frown give way to a smile. She leaned in again, and wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace. “I will miss you too, my friend.”

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Two days later everyone was packing, and Ron prepared for his first day out with Kim. First though he walked Yori to the bus out of town, and said goodbye. He received a hug, and another one of those very enjoyable cheek kisses as a reward before she climbed onto the bus and drove off.

Ron headed straight back to the Academy from there and found Kim in the courtyard. He ran up to her with an excited smile.

“Are you ready for the most fun you’ve ever had in you life, KP? I am so totally PSYCHED!”

Kim stared at him blankly. “Ron? What are you talking about?”

His smile fell. “You know. We’re going to have lunch at that Final Heaven restaurant, then gonna spend a few days in Midgar. We agreed to do it on our first day here.”

Now she looked shocked. “Oh. We did, didn’t we? I’m sorry Ron, I totally forgot.”

“Its okay, Kim. I have everything planned out, you don’t have…”

“Josh got some tickets to the Golden Saucer and invited me. And… I kinda said yes.”

He froze. “Wow… The Golden Saucer huh? Tickets to that place don’t come cheap.” The Golden Saucer was by far the biggest source of entertainment on the planet. For the most part it was a casino/amusement park. Pretty much, if it was fun, you could do it there.

“I’m sorry Ron, I really did forget, and we’re leaving soon… Didn’t I tell you? I was so sure…”

“Don’t let it get to you Kim. I mean you have to go, its the Golden Saucer! No way can you pass that up.”

“But what about you? You seemed so excited about the leave.”

He waved his hand at her dismissively, despite the fact that he was feeling pretty hurt that she’d forgotten him… Again… “Nah. Actually it works out great. I’ve been missing my mom like crazy, this means I can go back home three days earlier and surprise her. Might drop in on your folks too.”

“Really Ron? You’re okay with this? Because I can cancel with-“

“Don’t say another word!” he interrupted, forcing out words he didn’t mean. “Its cool, ok? Really.”

She hesitated, then smiled. “Ok Ron. Say hi to my parents for me.” She started to run, but paused and turned back to add something final. “Just don’t tell my father that I’m with Josh at the Golden Saucer.”

“Worry not KP. As far as your father is concerned, you’re there with a bunch of girlfriends.”

“Thanks Ron. I can always count on you.” She turned and continued to run off.

Once she was out of sight, Ron pulled the bus ticket home out of his back pocket and looked at it with a frown. It was scheduled to leave in three days. So there was no going home early. Part of him told him that he should have let Kim cancel on Josh. She’d made plans with him first anyway. But he didn’t want her to miss out on the Golden Saucer because of him. They’d both been wanting to go since they were kids.

Sighing he stuffed his ticket back into his pocket, then headed for the exit to the Academy. At least he could still go to that restaurant he had heard so much about. His leave could still be salvaged, at least a little bit. Even if he didn’t have his best friend to share it with.

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While he headed to the restaurant, he found himself becoming angry. How could she forget about their plans? She had been spending all that time with Josh, and it was so unlike her to forget a commitment. That was more Ron’s thing. It was all that pretty boy’s fault!

Sighing, he allowed himself a moment to calm down. It wasn’t Josh’s fault. Ron and Kim had had so little time together over the last three months, and it hadn’t even occurred to him to confirm their plans. But damn, if he’d approached Kim fifteen minutes earlier, if he’d known, he could be on his way to Wutai now with Yori. That was a whole lot more appealing than spending three days alone in Midgar… Hell, if he was completely honest with himself, he had actually been a little tempted to blow off Kim to take Yori up on her offer.

And again he started to get angry. He should have blown her off, its not like she did any different. Before he knew it, he was sitting down on a stool at the bar of Tifa’s Final Heaven and still fuming. He barely realized that he had come in, and didn’t even stop to look around like he often would when entering a new restaurant. The chef in him always liked to scrutinize the atmosphere, which could often be very important to the enjoyment of a good meal. The chef in him wasn’t in at the moment however.

With his chin in his hands, he sat at that bar just going over everything in his mind. Not knowing whether to be angry at Kim, himself, or that pretty boy who kept calling him Randall! I mean, SERIOUSLY his name is RON, is that really so hard to remember?!

“So. What’ll it be, cadet?”

He looked up to the lady behind the bar, who had just managed to startle him out of his stupor. Her calling him cadet made him realize that he was still wearing his Shinra uniform. Had become so accustomed to putting it on every morning, he didn’t even think about putting on his civillian clothes for his leave.

He stared at the woman. She was a very pretty brunette, with long hair that hung down to the back of her knees, and big warm brown eyes. His eyes were drawn a little lower, and he realized her eyes weren’t the only things that were big. Wow! They were really REALLY big!

“Hey! My eyes are up here, champ!”

He looked up suddenly into the woman’s now scowling brown eyes, and he started to turn bright red. What the hell was wrong with him?!

“Oh man! I am so sorry! Really! I mean, its a total hormonal teenager thing, and… I… My best friend’s a girl and I should really know better!” He stood up off the stool and put his face into his hands. “Aw man, I am such an idiot! As if if my day isn’t bad enough, now I offend the lady in the restaurant I’ve been wanting to come to for years!”

He paused and looked apologetically at the woman. “Look. I’ll just go, okay? I’m really sorry.” He turned and walked dejectedly towards the door. But stopped when she called out from behind him.

“Hey. Sit back down, okay?”

He turned and looked at her. She didn’t look angry anymore, but she wasn’t smiling either. Still trying to decide whether he has a total creep or not, probably. “You sure?”

“Yeah. For now. I’m not a woman that turns away paying customers anyway.”

He sat down, and looked at her in the eyes. “Thanks.”

“So. How about a fresh start?”

He smiled and took a line out of Kim’s book. “Please and thank you.”

“Okay. So I’ll ask again. What’ll it be?”

“You have a menu?”

She reached under the bar and handed him a simple red cardboard menu. ‘Tifa’s Final Heaven’ was written in fancy black script across the front. He opened it up, and started to read.

“So. Bad day huh?”

He looked up from the menu and back into her eyes. “Yeah. Kinda.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

He gave her a confused look. “You in the habit of talking to strangers about their bad days?”

She shrugged, and she finally smiled. It was nice. “Well, I am a bartender.”

His eyes lowered for a moment as he considered her offer, then looked up to her eyes again. “To be honest, I’d rather forget all about it.”

She nodded. “Fair enough. How about you tell me about what you said before then? About wanting to come to my restaurant for years?”

“Yeah… Well I read this article from one of my favorite food critics.”

“You read the ONE article written about my restaurant?”

“Yeah. He covers all the lesser known, out of the way places. Really knows his stuff too. I have a whole list of places I want to come to try the food, and this place is right near the top.”

Her smile widened, and he smiled back. Bad first impression apparently forgiven and forgotten. She held out her hand, and he shook it.

“I’m Tifa.”

“Ron. Ron Stoppable. Pleased to meet you, Tifa.”

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After ordering one of her fancier dishes, which she very seldom got to make for customers, Ron and Tifa quickly found they had something in common. Their passion for food and cooking. After some time talking and getting acquainted, she became curious about many of the recipes he discussed, and decided to allow her into her most sacred of sanctums. She allowed him into her kitchen.

As it turned out, he was a genius when it came to food. Never had Tifa met someone who’s cooking skills rivaled her own. And he was a total sweetheart to boot. But at one point she saw him working on one of his creations, and frowned.

“What are you making?” she asked, cringing.

“Taco meets Nacho. I call it the Naco.”

“I call it gross beyond reason.”

“Don’t knock it till you try it, Tifa.”

She did try it, and had to admit, if begrudgingly, that it was really good. It turned out that the two of them spent hours experimenting in the kitchen, and exchanging cooking tips, and generally having a great time together. The restaurant was never very busy, and even if a customer did come in, having Ron in the kitchen could only be a good thing. Soon her table was piled up with food, and the two were still cooking. Tifa was working on one of her favorite dishes, quite looking forward to seeing what someone with Ron’s palette thought of it.

“Ron? Could you go over there and grab the paprika from the spice rack please?”

He walked across the kitchen, and spoke as he walked back. “Hey, these are Wutai spices. They’re the best.”

“Yeah. I have a friend from Wutai. She brings them down here, and I let her eat for free.”

“Sweet deal. I actually have a few friends from there t…” He froze when he glanced at a framed photo he hadn’t noticed before. “… Hey! That’s Aeris!”

Dropping the spoon she was stirring with, she looked at Ron with shock. Then she ran up to look at the photo herself, just to make sure he was talking about the same Aeris. It was a photo that had been taken years ago, shortly before Aeris’ death. At the Golden Saucer, her and Tifa had spent some time together, and had a lot of fun. The photo was of the two of them, an arm over each other’s shoulders, laughing. They may have had an unspoken rivalry over Cloud, but they were also close friends.

She grabbed Ron’s shoulders and smiled widely. “You knew Aeris?! How?! Tell me everything!”

He looked really startled by her enthusiasm. “Um… I…”

“Come on Ron! Tell me! She was my friend!”

“Well I don’t really know her… I just kinda had a dream about her. Shortly before me and Kim came to Midgar, actually.”

She hesitated. “A dream?”

“Yeah. Me and Kim were fighting this totally freaky monster, and I blacked out. Then I dreamed about her… Sorry to get your hopes up Tifa. It was just a dream.”

“What was the dream about? Tell me!”

“Um… We were in a field of flowers. And she said she had to warn me about something.”

“About what?”

“I… don’t remember… What does it matter anyway, it was just a dream.”

“No Ron, it wasn’t. Aeris wasn’t a normal girl, she was the last of the Cetra!”

He stared blankly. “Cetra?”

“The Ancients Ron, you’ve heard of the ancients right?”

He nodded. Everyone had heard of the Ancients. The Nomadic race that had lived in harmony with nature thousands of years ago. A good many of their ruins were now popular tourist attractions.

“Well she died three years ago…” She started to look sad. “Killed by Sephiroth…”

“Sephiroth killed her? How could anyone do that?! I mean she seemed so… nice… I got a good feeling from her the moment I saw her, how could… Argh, why am I so angry?”

“She was a wonderful person Ron. And the Cetra do not end at death. She has communicated with a few of us in the past from her place in the planet. If you had a dream about her, it must’ve been important… But why did she contact you? Did you know her before the dream?”

“Um… No…”

“Well try and remember what she told you. You have to, Aeris doesn’t contact the living lightly. And in the past it has always been someone she knew in life. Mostly Cloud.”

“The General?”

“We were all friends.”

“General Brooding Grumpypants?”

Tifa stifled her laugh. “I would tell you off for that comment, if it weren’t oh so true. But try to focus Ron.”

“Okay… I really don’t remember much…”

“Did she mention Cloud? Or any other names?”

“No… She seemed worried… about me…”

“You?”

“Yeah. Said I’d be tempted to do something bad. That I needed to remember at all costs what she was about to tell me.”

“And what did she say?”

“It didn’t get that far. Kim woke me up before she could tell me.”

“And you haven’t dreamed about her since?”

He shrugged. “Nope. Was kinda face down in a mako lake the only time she contacted me.”

She stared, shocked. “A mako lake? How did you wind up in a mako lake?”

“Very long story.”

She paused, then snatched the sunglasses off his face before he could stop her.

“Hey!” he snapped.

“I was wondering why you never took these off.”

“Tifa give ’em back! Don’t look!”

She took his chin then lifted it so she could look into the soft blue glow of his mako eyes. “They suit you. You don’t need glasses.”

He took the glasses back and clipped them back onto the bridge of his nose. “Yeah, well I like my glasses.”

“So that’s all you remember about your dream?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. But I think its important. If you dream about her again, tell me or Cloud, okay?”

He smiled now. “I think I’d rather tell you.”

“Can’t say I blame you,” she giggled. “Cloud can take a while to warm up to people.”

“He warmed up to Kim plenty fast.”

“Did he now? Do tell.”

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From there the two of them continued their cooking together. Ron told Tifa stories from his last three months in the Academy, and Tifa shared a few choice stories about Cloud. In time they were cooking with their backs to the bar, laughing together.

“The General? In a dress? Are you serious?!”

“Uh-huh,” Tifa giggled. “Pretty blue thing, blonde wig. He can be quite graceful when he wants to be too.”

He laughed even louder now. “Man, that is got to be the funniest thing I’ve ever heard!”

“You want to hear something really funny? That Corneo guy actually picked him out of the three of us.”

He looked absolutely stupefied. “He had a pick of you, Aeris and General Strife, and he picks the dude? Duuude!”

“Well… I have to admit he looked pretty cute in that dress. And went a little overboard trying to make a convincing woman, accessorizing, sexy perfume… You know.”

Again Ron was laughing. “Who would’ve thought Shinra’s almighty General was such a talented cross dresser-he’s standing right behind me isn’t he?” His whole body went totally rigid.

Tifa turned and looked to the particularly pissed off looking man standing at her bar. “Well what do you know… Hi Cloud.”

Ron turned and looked at his superior with a totally mortified look on his face. He offered a hesitant salute. “Um… Hello General, sir.”

He glowered at both the woman and her new friend. “Tifa? What have I said about never telling that story to anyone, ever?”

She smiled innocently and shrugged, though Ron still looked like a guilty murderer on trial. “It’s a good story.”

Giving up on Tifa he turned his full glare onto Ron. “Do I even need to tell you, Stoppable?”

He swallowed again. “Never tell anyone that story ever? Sir?”

Still scowling, he nodded.

In an attempt to diffuse the situation, Ron held up a plate and offered it to the man across the bar. “Naco?”

He looked at the offered meal for a moment, before he was startled by the angry voice of a man entering the restaurant behind him. “Well, well, well, if it ain’t General Sellout!”

Rolling his eyes, Cloud turned to the very large dark skinned man, who seemed to have a cybernetic hand. “Hello Barret.”

“Don’chu ‘hello’ me, you Shinra servin’ piece o’ crap!” With one hand he grabbed the front of Cloud’s shirt and shoved him up against the nearest wall. “After all Shinra did, I can’t believe you’re still with those slime! Thought you’d come to your senses by now! But I guess once a Shinra, always a Shinra!”

Cloud glared into the eyes of the man holding him up against the wall. “We’ve been over this Barret. This isn’t the same Shinra Inc.”

“You mighta bought into Rufus’ lies, but not me!”

“I don’t trust Rufus any more than you. But what better way to keep an eye on him than from the inside? And I’m doing a lot of good too, we could use your…”

“Don’t you even THINK about tryin’ to recruit me, jackass! There’s a better way, than working for that man and his company!”

Cloud’s scowl became considerably more hostile now. “Another way? Like what? Blow up a few buildings, killing some innocent people in the process maybe? That’s your solution for the Shinra if I recall.”

Growling, his metal hand clenched into a fist and he prepared to punch the General in the face with it. “Why you little…”

Ron was over the bar in less than second and grabbed the metal hand. Barret turned and looked at him then glared hatefully at the uniform he was wearing.

“Dude! Why don’t we ease up on the violence? We can all sit down, and discuss this over a Naco like gentlem-UNH!!”

The metal fist meant for Cloud’s face was slammed hard into Ron’s instead. “Get your hands off’a me, Shinra scum!”

Ron was thrown back, his head hit the bar hard and he groaned miserably.

“HEY!” Tifa screamed. Like lightning she was over the bar, and like Ron she grabbed Barret’s metal hand. Unlike Ron though, she twisted it hard and turned the man to face her.

“Ow, ow, ow! Tifa what the hell-UNH!!”

Her knee was lifted hard into his stomach, then she punched him hard in the face three times with her very powerful right fist. Barret was on the ground in seconds, with a sore stomach a bloodied face, and the mother of all shocked expressions.

“Tifa?”

“That’s the final straw, you big stubborn bone-head! It’s one thing to come in here and pick a fight with Cloud! I’m used to that! But to assault this poor kid, who’s proven to be nothing more than a total sweetheart all day, that’s going too far. Now GET OUTTA MY BAR!”

“But… But he’s a Shinra… I…”

She gave him her scariest glare, and pointed to the door. “I said OUT! NOW!”

That look was enough to frighten any man into submission. He was soon on his feet and running out the door like a frightened puppy with his tail between his legs. Her angry look fell from her face almost instantly after he was gone, and was replaced by a look of worry when she knelt down next to Ron, who was still lying dazed on the floor, his head up against the bar.

“Ron? Are you okay?”

He looked up with dazed Mako eyes. Seems his glasses had fallen off. “Did… anyone get the license plate number of that… metal hand?”

Cloud knelt down next to Tifa, and looked at Ron in the eyes, holding up three fingers. “Stoppable? How many fingers do you see?”

“Mom? Is that you?”

Cloud growled.

“You cut your hair, Mom… I don’t like it. Too spiky.”

“I’m not your Mom!” he snapped.

He started tearing up. “Y…you’re not? You mean I’m adopted?! Mom, why didn’t you tell me?!”

“Stoppable! Get a hold of yourself!”

“How could you not tell me?!” he wailed. “All these years and you wait until-OW!!”

Cloud slapped him across the face in an attempt to get him back to his senses. “Get a hold of yours-OW!!”

He was shocked when Tifa slapped him twice as hard. “Don’t you hit him, he’s been hit enough!”

“But…”

Ron looked from Tifa to Cloud before cutting the General off. “Where’d the big scary guy go?”

“Don’t you worry about that big bully, Ron,” Tifa soothed.

“Okay.” He rubbed his sore chin, and Tifa helped him up to his feet, before he paused and asked a question. “Um… Was my mother just here?”

Cloud frowned again, but Tifa just giggled. “No Ron. Just us.”

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Ron stuck around long enough to eat with Tifa and Cloud, before he was ordered to head for the infirmary in the Academy to make sure he was okay. Later on Cloud and Tifa were sitting together alone at the bar, sharing a drink.

“So. Any reason you were sharing my most embarrassing story with a complete stranger today?”

“Not really a stranger anymore. He spent the whole day cooking with me in the kitchen.”

He choked on the mouthful he had taken from his drink, before forcing it down. “You let him in your kitchen?! You never let ME in your kitchen!”

“Well unlike you, he actually knows how to cook. And he knows how to have fun doing it too. I think I’ve found myself a kindred spirit today. I don’t beat up Barret for just anyone, you know.”

“Yeah. I know.”

“On the subject of Ron though, I really think you should keep an eye on him.”

He glanced at her. “You’re the second friend to tell me that. Vincent came to the orientation on the first day, and said the same thing.”

“Well you might want to take that advice.”

He looked down into his glass and nodded thoughtfully. “You know, I did at first. But over the last three months that kid has been rubbing me the wrong way. Ever since my speech on the first day, he has proven to not only be a total slacker in all his classes, but the military version of a class clown.”

“Cloud!”

“Let me finish. I’ve been personally training his friend Kim Possible. And I haven’t been able to figure out what she saw in him. To be honest for quite a while I was thinking that he was unworthy of her friendship… But today… He didn’t even hesitate to get between Barret and me… And he said it right, Barret is a big scary guy… All this time I’ve been judging him on his performance in class… Never even occurred to me that he was simply a nice guy.”

Tifa smiled. “The nicest.”

He smiled back. “And I have to admit, that Naco thing was delicious!”

Tifa giggled. “Agreed. I think I’ll add it to the menu.”

Cloud nodded, then used an expression he’d heard Ron, and occasionally Kim use over the past three months. He wasn’t sure what it was that made him say it, it just seemed appropriate. “Booyah.”

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To be continued…

Okay, finally done. Been having a few small creative differences with my BETA reader / Brother, but nothing too major. He’s a bit pickier than I am, which is often good in a BETA reader. But I’m not about to change entire chapters to suit his tastes. So in some cases I think we’re going to have to agree to disagree. He does help point out some bad habits of mine, and I think in the long run, his advice is definitely going to improve my writing over all.

That’s where you readers can help me out. If their are any common ‘annoying mistakes’ I make that may make my writing less enjoyable to read, please point them out. I appreciate your criticism, because it helps me improve. So leave me a review and tell me how you enjoyed it. Should have the next chapter ready within a week or two. Thanks for reading.

-Jawelik