Kim Possible: A Beautiful Death

Questioned Future

19 hours later,
Possible residence

"Ow! Kim, that- Ow! -Hurts!" Ron whined, as he and his red-headed beauty sat in her bed. His legs hung off the side, as she sat on her knees, stitching up the hole in his back.
"Well you keep moving!" She retorted back, and continued to crochet on his back.
They both fell silent again, as Ron held in all his yelps of pain.

Why did you let your guard down? Stupid! Stupid! Because of you, Ron got a throwing knife in his back! Was the only thing running through the teenage girl's mind. Her face looked calm and clear as she focused on her task, but inside she was like rolling thunder.
"How bad did it hurt?" Ron then asked.

"What?" Kim questioned back, instantly being thrown out of her daze. "When I jumped in front of you, did it hurt when you hit the ground?" Ron asked again, as Kim finally finished his stitching, and bit the last of the end off. "Oh, a little bit when I hit my head. But it's only because one of those jerks bat me over the back of the head." She then rubbed the spot where it hurt. "Let me see." He said blankly.

She turned around, still on her knees. He pivoted back onto the bed, and faced her back. He grabbed her soft red hair and parted it enough to find the gash. Yeesh, she was right. It was a pretty nasty hit. He reached back down to her first aid kit that she always had stashed away in her room.

He pulled out a small moist towelette, and some gauze with tape. He wiped her gash with the towelette, hearing her hiss in pain as the wetness hit her wound. He put the gauze up to the gash, then taped it there. He put her hair back down, then rubbed his hand through her locks. "Better?" He asked as she turned back around. She saw all the blood on his hands from the back of her head. "Yikes. That bad huh?" She asked as she looked back up at him.

"Shoulda seen it, thing was the size palm nearly." Ron said, still in a blank tone. That's when Kim began to stare at him. She had a blankly worried look on her face. "Uhh... KP you okay?" He questioned strangely. She then scooter closer to him. "Ron, why are you acting so weird and... blank? Does it have to do with the knife guy?" She asked and out her hand on his leg.

"What? No- I mean, yeah that's no fun. It's just.." He then stopped, and looked away. "Ron, you know you can tell me anything." She turned his face to look back at her sad expression. "KP it's just... well... since our enemies-our real enemies stopped surfacing, somehow things have gotten harder." He sighed. "What do you mean?" She worried at first it was about their relationship. "Just look," He turned around, and pointed to his pale back, "things never got this out of hand when we would fight Drakken, or Shego, or even with the Lorwardians. And I think it's starting to take a toll on us." He said as he gazed into her eyes.

She looked to the side for a minute, putting together what he just said. "I mean..." She tried to think of something to say. "Well, that's just not the evil we face anymore. The stuff we face now is... is different. It's tougher." Kim began rubbing his back. "But in the end, we buckle down and get it done anyway." She said and smiled at him. "And guess what?" She said with her fresh smile. He looked up in curiosity.

"And in the end, no matter what happens, we'll always be there to support one another." She finally said, drawing a smile from him. She then pulled his head into her lap. But, the sweet moment was ruined by Ron's stomach growling. "Really.." Kim rolled her eyes and looked at him. "I can't help it! My belly aches for a Naco." Ron rubbed his growling tummy.

She didn't want to admit it, but she was starving. If she gave in to Ron's growling-

Gurgle.

"Uh... was that one yours? It almost sounds worse than mine." Ron retorted. "Okay yes, I'm starving." Well, that was fast. Kim sighed, and stood up. "Come on. Bueno Nacho closes in 15 minutes." She fixed her shirt. Ron put his shirt back on, and stood up. "Ya know this is a good thing, we need to start date night again!" Ron said joyfully, as he and his girlfriend walked out of her room. She shut the door as they continued downstairs.