Disclaimer/Author's Note: After fifty stories, I still don't own the copyrights to the TV series Kim Possible and receive no money for writing my stuff. If I owned the series I'd already have it out on DVD. I guess Disney doesn't want to make any more money off of the series because it'd probably put them into a higher tax bracket.

Here we go boys and girls, the final chapter of this story. But don't worry. I have one more story in the Goth arc started. I don't know when it'll be ready but it has my highest priority right now.

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Goth II

Chapter 11

New Friends

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Ron swiftly moved in and around his four opponents, his eyes and fists glowing a brilliant robin's egg blue. While he hadn't landed any punches or kicks to three of his foes, he hadn't taken any either from Kim, Yori and Hirotaka who were way more advanced than he was in the martial arts. His fourth opponent, Bonnie, had been on the receiving end of a few light blows from the blond boy but she was now almost even in skill with Ron. At least when he wasn't lit up like a Christmas tree.

"That is all for today," Sensei loudly said from his observation point just outside the sparring ring, immediately getting the five fighters attention.

"But Master Sensei," Ron spoke out, "we've only been sparring for, like, a half hour. I was just getting into the swing of things."

"That may be true, Ron Ron-san," Bonnie said, using her new Japanese-ized nickname of the blond boy as she shook out her left shoulder, the place where he had tagged her last, "but we have a Grand Opening to go to this afternoon in Tokyo and we'll need to leave soon."

"Oh yeah, that's right," Ron said in realization.

"Not to mention the fact that we'll be leaving tomorrow for Middleton," Yori reminded him. Kim, Ron and Bonnie had been at Yamanouchi for almost two whole weeks now and all of their training was coming to an end.

Well almost.

Ron had learned to tap in to his Mystical Monkey Powers without having to think about Kim or any other girl, and Kim had learned how to preform all of the ninja techniques that Yori could teach her.

Bonnie, on the other hand, was still learning the intricacies of the Japanese language from Hirotaka, but she was progressing nicely both with her studies in the Japanese customs and with her martial arts.

Because of all of that, Sensei had decided that Kim and Ron didn't need any more training at Yamanouchi and that Yori could use the rest of the summer to immerse herself in American customs before starting her senior year of high school in Middleton. Kim was pleased that the lithe ninja was beginning to use more contractions, but Yori still needed some work on her speech pattern and living in Middleton would help a lot.

"Well then, let's get going," Ron enthused as they headed off to their cells to get dressed for the Grand Opening of the boutique. Of course Ron just had to start in on his rambling, random thoughts as they made their way to the dorm. "Have you ever seen a field of freshly planted corn right after it sprouted? I mean you'd think that it would all sprout up at the same time but one or four of the stalks always grow faster than all the others. Why is that?"

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Like the opening of the store in the Nagano Smarty Mart just yesterday, the boutique was a huge hit with the local Tokyo young girls. Kim, Bonnie, Ron and Rufus were on hand to sign autographs if any of the clients desired them and Kim and Rufus were asked for the majority of the signatures.

What amazed Yori, Ron and Kim was the fact that Bonnie handled most of the questions from the raucous media that had gathered to cover the opening of the store, and in fluent Japanese no less. She did need a little help from Hirotaka with some of the answers and descriptions of the products available, but the semi-Goth flavored girl, dressed in all black from the knee-high, three inch heeled boots to the onyx hued leather pants and jacket set, did a more than adequate job with the press.

What the teens hadn't expected was, at the end of the day as they were about to lock up, three street toughs came into the store to rob the place expecting a huge haul from the large sales of clothing.

"Okay gaijin," the leader of the ruffians growled in a thickly accented English as he menacingly flashed a very large knife, "hand over all your cash." His two sidekicks also pulled out blades in a threatening manner.

"You're robbing my store?" Bonnie shot back in Japanese. "I don't think so."

Before Bonnie, Kim, Ron, Yori or Hirotaka could react, the two sales assistants, an older couple in their mid fifties who had stayed behind to help close the store and restock it for the next day, jumped the three large robbers, quickly disarming them and rendering them unconscious without messing up any of the store's displays.

"What just happened here?" Bonnie begged in confusion as she first looked to Kim and Ron, then to Yori and Hirotaka for an answer.

"I am most sorry for the disturbance," the elderly woman said in perfect English as she walked over in front of Bonnie and bowed. "Normally the hoodlums in this sector of the city prey on tourists, not on shops or other businesses. These three must have grown desperate in their desire for quick wealth." As the woman spoke, her husband went over to the telephone and called for the police. Yori and Kim went with him as Ron and Hirotaka stood beside Bonnie.

Bonnie bowed to the woman but didn't know what to say, she was still a bit stunned by the swiftness of the take down.

Hiro, on the other hand, returned the bow and said, "It is not your fault, Fukashima-chan. Their attack was unanticipated and you remembered your lessons well."

"Oh, that's right," Ron nodded in sudden realization. "Master Sensei said he'd get former students to help run the shop." He bowed to the woman and said, "Your assistance in helping keep out store safe is much appreciated."

"It is the least my husband, Akimitsu," she motioned over to the man on the phone before she returned her attention to the blond boy, "and I could do after the person who was once our son disgraced our family name against the school and you, Stoppable-sama."

It took a few seconds before Ron realized just who she was talking about. "Wait a minute. Fukashima, the guy who hooked up with Monkey Fist and tried to steal the Lotus Blade last year was your son? That dude was totally whacked." He turned to Hirotaka and asked, "What ever happened to him?"

Before the well-coiffed ninja could answer, Mrs. Fukashima did. "We disowned Akihiro and he preformed seppuku shortly after the incident, gaining a small portion of his honor back from the act."

"Akahana," the old man informed his wife as he, Kim and Yori returned to the group, "the police will be here shortly to take these thugs into custody."

Bonnie stepped forward in front of the couple, bowed to them and said in her best formal Japanese, "Fukashima Akimitsu-san, Fukashima Akahana-chan. While we offer our condolences for the loss of your son, we would also like to welcome you to our family since you will be working in our store."

A wide smile graced the faces of both older people and they both bowed to Bonnie before the man said in English, "It is an honor to be associated with you and your friends, Rockwaller-san. You are welcome in our home any time you need a place to stay when you are in town. Perhaps you all would do us the honor of joining my wife and me in a late supper before you return to the school."

Bonnie looked to her friends for conformation before she bowed to the couple and said, "It would be our honor to accept your gracious invitation."

After the Tokyo Police took their statements and hauled the bad guys away, the five teens and two adults restocked the store and tidied up a bit before locking up and leaving for the Fukashima house for a little celebration.

As the party ended, Akahana approached Kim and Ron as they exited the front door and said, "As with Rockwaller-san, you too are welcome in our house any time you need someplace to stay for the night. It is an honor to work for such a dedicated couple on the side of the righteous, Possible-san... as well as the you, Chosen One."

"Chosen One?" Ron queried in confusion before it hit him. "Oh. you mean the fact that I was chosen to come to Yamanouchi for the exchange program and work on my MMP." He held up his hand in front of him and his Mystic Powers kicked in, causing a bright blue glow to spark and dance around his fingers before the aura spread down around his hand and finally stopping at his elbow.

"It is true!" Akimitsu gasped when he saw the Mystic Glow. He and his wife were ready to fall to their knees to prostrate themselves in front of the Chosen One foretold in the ancient scrolls of Yamanouchi when they saw both Yori and Hirotaka standing behind Ron, signaling them not to do it.

"Ron-san," Yori said as she placed a hand on Ron's shoulder to get his attention. "You should not demonstrate your Powers out in public. You do not want to give your enemies the knowledge of what you are capable of."

"Oh, right," Ron said as he quickly extinguished his glow and nervously glanced around the neighborhood to see if anyone had seen him use his Mystical Powers. Luckily it was late enough in the evening that no one was outside at that time. "We gotta keep it a secret, just like Yamanouchi being a secret ninja school is a secret."

Akimitsu pulled Hiro aside out of earshot of everyone and asked, "Why did you stop my wife and I from honoring the Chosen One? Is it not right to bow before the only hope we have against the dire threat to all mankind that is mentioned in the scrolls?"

"Of course it is right to honor him so," Hirotaka whispered to the Yamanouchi graduate. "But it is Sensei's wish that Ron-san be treated as any other student at the school right now. He is not to be told of the threat that is to come, just yet."

"Ah, the young Chosen One is to be kept in the dark about the future," Akimitsu nodded in understanding. "It would cause him to worry if he is ready or not for the battle."

"Yes, that," Hiro chuckled with a wry smile. "And Ron-san also tends to get an inflated ego whenever he receives too much praise and adulation."

"Oh, now I see," Akimitsu laughed along with his fellow Yamanouchi mate. "It is better to have a humble Chosen One than to have a big-headed Chosen One."

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The five teens were almost asleep on the plane ride back to Yamanouchi. Luckily, there was a landing pad on the roof of the building that housed the boutique so the teens were able to take their plane into Tokyo for the Grand Opening instead of taking the train. Bonnie was snuggled up with Hirotaka in one of the huge plush seats while Kim and Yori cuddled into Ron's loving arms the on couch.

At least four of the five teens were almost asleep. One yawned every once in a while between his rambling dialogue.

"Yawn, Have you ever wondered what woulda happened in Vietnam if the hippies hadn't-a protested against the war? I mean the government kinda caved in to public opinion and didn't send enough troops to do the job properly, but the army didn't really know how to fight against gorilla warfare. Yawn. And if the army did get it's act together and we did win the war, would there be a communist leader running the government there now?"

"Ron, this is quiet time," Kim mumbled as her hand groped around his face for a few seconds before she found his mouth and clamped his lips shut with two fingers. "I love you dearly but now is not the time to think about Vietnam. It's time to think about sleep."

Rufus angrily popped up out of his pocket abode and growled, "Yeah, sleep," before he ducked back into the pocket.

"Kim's right, Ron Ron-san," Bonnie piped in from the opposing seat. "It's time to sleep. If you're so worried about Vietnam, write up a report and hand it in to Barkin."

Kim's hand slowly drifted from Ron's face and lightly grasped the nice shirt he'd worn for the Grand Opening. Ron placed his hand over Kim's and said, "Maybe you're right, Bon Bon. I think I'll do that."

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The next morning, after Kim, Ron and Yori took off to head back to Middleton to enjoy the rest of the summer before school started, Ron spent the entire trip by himself writing on a note pad and checking stuff out on the computer. When asked what he was doing, Ron would only cryptically answer that he was getting a head start on some future homework for their senior year at school. He wouldn't allow either Yori or his wife to see what he was doing, which irked the two girl to no end.

Needless to say, Rufus was very unhappy with Ron hogging the computer since that meant that the small pink rodent couldn't log on to play Everlot on the long trip home. But the mighty mole rat was placated when he was allowed to gorge himself on all the cheese he could eat and snooze the rest of the flight.

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Author's Note: And I think I'll end the story here at the end of the training.

Until next time...

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