Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or any characters in the show. The only thing I own is half of this story's idea. My brother, R2, is the other writer.

A/N: anon, thank you for the help, but it won't be necessary. This story is going the way it is because R2 and I have made it that way. This story isn't going to follow any canon themes, but will follow how we, R2 and I, Talon Earthstone, believe will be entertaining for our readers.

A/N2: I am very sorry about the late update. Too many story ideas kept me occupied. But that's over now. Here is Chapter 2. I hope you enjoy. ^_^

TWO

Best Friends

Kim stood facing against Naomi, both in fighting stances. They were both breathing heavily from exchanging blows.

"I think I'm done for today," Kim said as she fell to the ground, her legs no longer able to hold her up.

Naomi didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement as she dropped to her knees. It had been about a month since that first day of school, and the two girls had grown so close that it was like they'd known each other for years.

"Okay, girls."

Kim and Naomi turned to find Ann standing with two glasses of lemonade.

"I think it's time you two called it a day. You've been going at each other since Naomi arrived here at nine this morning. Don't you agree?"

Kim looked down at her hands and saw they were shaking from exhaustion.

"Okay, Mom."

Kim then slowly crawled over to her best friend and settled next to her.

"You two are inseparable," Ann said as she walked over to the two and handed them their lemonade.

"Thanks, Mom," Kim said as she leaned against Naomi.

Naomi smiled as she put her arm around Kim.

"Thanks, Mrs. Possible. And thanks again for letting me stay this weekend. I was needing to get away from my brothers."

Ann shook her head with a wide smile.

"You're very welcome," Ann said. "I'm just glad that my daughter has a good friend like you."

Kim looked up at Naomi and smiled before snuggling closer. Within a few moments, the young girl was fast asleep, her glass of lemonade tilting over and emptying into the grass.

"Oh, Kimmie," Ann said as she looked at the beaming smile on her daughter's sleeping face. When she looked at the other girl, she wasn't surprised to find her asleep as well. "You two are so much alike," Ann said as she gently picked the two up and carried them inside.

She carried them up to Kim's room and laid the two on the young redhead's bed.

"Pleasant dreams, girls."

Ann watched as the two snuggled together.

Bacon...

Kim slowly woke to the wonderful smell coming up from downstairs. The smell of her mother cooking.

As the redhead awoke, she noticed something close. Looking over, she noticed her friend sprawled out on the other side of the bed, her mouth hanging open and a light snore escaping.

"That is just too cute," Kim said under her breath with a bright smile. She then looked toward the stairs and got to her feet. "I'll let her sleep a little longer," Kim said, her smile never leaving her face.

"Kimmie?" a groggy voice called.

Kim looked over her shoulder at the other girl.

"Oh. You're awake," she said as she walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. "I thought you would keep seeping until noon."

"My pillow was gone," the other girl said. "I couldn't sleep."

Kim gave a small chuckle before grabbing her friend's hand and pulling her up.

Naomi didn't fight the other girl as she pulled her up. As soon as she was sitting, she fell forward into Kim's waiting arms.

"My pillow. I found it."

Kim blushed.

"C-Come on, Naomi," Kim said, fighting to regain her composure. "It-It's time to get up!"

Naomi just snuggled deeper into Kim's arms.

"Sleepy..." Naomi said as she drifted back off to sleep.

'Oh, crap!' Kim said as she felt the weight of her friend settle on her.

"Kimmie?"

Kim gasped as she looked up, surprised to see her mother standing there.

"Na-Naomi fell asleep again."

Ann smiled before picking the other young girl up.

"Come on, Naomi. Let's get you some breakfast."

"Sleepy... where's my pillow?"

Kim blushed as Ann turned to her with a knowing smile.

"Something wrong, Kimmie?" Ann asked with a light laugh.

Kim quickly shook her head before looking down at her feet.

"If you're sure..."

The young redhead nodded, her gaze still locked on her feet.

"Okay," Ann said, her smile never wavering. "Then how about we go get some breakfast before the boys take it all?"

Kim nodded with a small smile before taking off, Naomi slowly following due to her barely awakened state.

Kim and Naomi both laughed as they took off for a clear section of the park, wanting to work on their martial arts.

"Girls," Ann said with a small laugh, "you don't have to spar every time you have enough open space outside."

Kim looked at her best friend before looking at her mother.

"But we want to. It's fun."

Naomi nodded, a beaming smile on her face as she looked toward Kim.

"Alright," Ann said smiling, the smile on the girls faces infectious. "But we're eating first. Then you'll wait for at least another ten minutes. We don't need anything happening."

Both girls sighed before walking back over to the older redhead.

"Come on, girls," Ann said. "It's not going to take long." She then reached into the basket hanging on her arm. "I know what will cheer you both up."

Kim and Naomi looked up Ann as she held out a sandwich to each girl.

"Peanut butter and strawberry preserves."

Both girls cheered as they grabbed their lunch and sat down on the blanket that Ann had already laid out on the grass.

"The best of friends," Ann said as she leaned back, looking up at the clouds. "I wonder how far things will progress."

"You say something, Mom?" Kim asked after she swallowed her mouthful of food.

"No, Kimmie," Ann responded as she leaned on one hand to grab a sandwich. "Just thinking about you two girls."

Kim nodded as he looked at her friend.

Naomi smiled brightly, her eyes closed as she chewed a bite of her sandwich.

"Adorable," Ann whispered. She then leaned back and looked up at the clouds again. "What will happen?"

"Kim!"

Kim looked around and sighed. Running over was Ron.

"Hide the food," Kim said. "He'll eat it all."

"Kimmie," Ann said, her expression one of shock. "Don't say things like that."

"It's true!" Kim said, Ron still some distance away. "What does he do if he comes over? He comes over to eat. This is suppose to be our day! Just me, you and Naomi! Now here he comes to ruin it!"

Kim sighed before sitting with her legs crossed and her arms sitting on her knees.

"Hey, Kim! I thought I saw you! Hey! Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! Boo-yah!"

Kim looked over at her mother before standing.

"I rest my case," the redhead said before snatching one of the few remaining sandwiches and walking off toward a clear section of the park. "Coming, Naomi?"

The other girl nodded with a large smile before getting to her feet and following.

"Where are they going?" Ron asked, his mouth stuffed with food.

"To spar."

Ann was surprised that the girls didn't go too far. They were next to a clear, very large, area of the park.

"What is spar?"

"Kim and Naomi are going to fight. But not to hurt. Just to practice and get better."

"Fight?" Ron asked before getting to his feet. "I'm coming, Kim!"

Ann wasn't able to catch him in time and so watched as he ran over and tackled Naomi to the ground.

"Ow!" Naomi complained as she hit the ground. "What did you do that for?!"

"You will not hurt my friend!" Ron growled at her.

"No duh, stupid!" Kim yelled as she walked over and shoved Ron of her best friend. "We fight all the time. It's called sparing! Practice fights!" Kim then reached down and grasped Naomi's hand.

The other girl grabbed Kim's hand before wincing when her arm was pulled.

"The jerk hurt my shoulder," Naomi said before trying to lift her arm. It wouldn't raise more than a quarter of the way. "Great," she said. "Now we can't spar."

"Good!" Ron said as she got to his feet. "Let's go, Kim."

Kim shook off Ron's hand before walking over to Naomi and putting an arm gently around her shoulders.

"Let's go, Naomi," Kim said as she ignored the blonde behind her. "Maybe my mom can do something to ease the pain."

Naomi nodded as she walked with the redhead.

"Even better, I have a fucking limp!" Naomi hissed.

Kim, used to the swearing, didn't scold her friend. She chuckled.

Kim walked into the living room with two glasses of lemonade.

"Kim? Don't I get one?" Ron asked, eying the glasses.

"No!" Kim hissed. "You put Naomi's arm in a sling! I should kick your butt for doing that!"

"She was going to hurt you!"

Kim only growled before handing one of the glassed to her friend.

"I've got news for you, Ronald," Kim growled before sitting down next to Naomi. "You just lost the title of best friend."

"What?!"

Kim pointed at Naomi.

"We have more in common, Ronald. And we both hate Fearless Ferret with a passion!"

"What do you mean?! Fearless Ferret is the best hero alive!"

Kim and Naomi just rolled their eyes, both then taking a sip of their drink.

"How many martial arts do you know?" Naomi asked suddenly, her gaze locked on Ron.

"Huh?"

"Do you know how to counter a roundhouse kick?"

"A what?"

Kim just shook her head before looking at the girl beside her.

"He's hopeless," the redhead said before leaning against the other girl's uninjured shoulder.

"What do you mean I'm hopeless?"

"I mean that we are just friends now, Ronald," Kim said. "Haven't you noticed that I hardly spend any time with you anymore?"

"Yeah! She's stealing it all!" Ron exclaimed as he pointed at Naomi.

Kim sighed.

"I spend all my time with her because she can hold a decent conversation. Especially since every time I try to talk to you, your mouth is stuffed with food. Gross."

"What are you talking about?"

"When do you think it's perfectly fine to talk with your mouth crammed with food?"

"I don't see any problem with it."

Both girls groaned.

"He can't be serious," Naomi said as she looked at her friend.

Kim, her gaze still locked on the young boy across from them, only nodded.

"Oh, he's very serious," she said before directing her words at the boy. "You should know that it is never okay to talk with your mouth full."

"What's the big deal?"

"What's the topic?" Ann said as she walked into the living room.

"Ron thinks it's perfectly fine to cram his mouth full of food and then try and talk," Kim said as she adjusted herself on the couch and laid her head in her friend's lap.

"Ronald," Ann sighed. "Why do you still do that?"

"There's nothing wrong with it!"

"Ronald, one of the reasons you don't talk with your mouth full is because you'll spit food everywhere," Ann said as she leaned back in her chair.

"I haven't noticed that before," the boy argued.

"And how many times are your eyes looking up at something or someone when you do talk? Looking away from your mouth? I bet every single time."

Kim and Naomi both nodded, Naomi's recently freed hand, the lemonade now sitting on the coffee table, running through Kim's hair.

"Uh... Kim? What is she doing?"

Kim didn't respond. She just laid there, a peaceful expression on her face.

Ann quickly got up and pulled the cup of lemonade from her daughter's weakening grip before setting it on the table. And a good thing too. After another few seconds, Kim's hand that had been holding the lemonade fell over the side of the couch.

"Kim?"

Naomi looked at the blond.

"Quiet," she whispered. "She's asleep."

Ron was about to say something when a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Ron, now is not the time."

"But-"

Ann shook her head.

"Don't bother them, Ronald."

Ron sighed before getting to this feet.

"I guess I'll be going now," he said.

Ann nodded.

"That would be best, Ron."

He took one last look at the pair on the couch before walking to the door and out of the house.

"Thank goodness," Naomi whispered as she looked down at the girl softly snoring in her lap. "I can't believe he tackled me to the ground."

Ann nodded as she looked at the young boy through the window.

"I mean, I know that he was trying to protect Kimmie, but still!"

"I understand," Ann said as she walked over to the sleeping redhead and lifted her into her arms. "Why don't you both go and rest? It's been an eventful day, what with you having to go to the hospital and finding out that you had a fractured shoulder."

"Yeah. How did he do that? I mean, Kimmie hits me harder than that every other spar. Yet the one time he tackles me, I'm hurt. This sucks."

Ann gave a soft smile as she walked toward the stairs.

"Well, I'm sure he'll think twice about doing that again. Especially if you... accidentally kicked him in the arm..."

They reached Kim's bedroom and Ann laid the young girl down on her bed.

"Mrs. Possible... are you suggesting that I actually hurt that boy?"

"Not harm her, per say, but give him a physical warning. Let him know that you can take care of yourself. And Kim."

Naomi smiled before kicking off her shoes and getting into bed next to the redhead. After making herself comfortable, or as much as she could with a fractured shoulder, Naomi snuggled close to the redhead and was asleep within moments.

Ann sat down on the front steps of her home as she watched the clouds float by. It was well after 10 PM, but she wasn't tired. Nor was she worried that she had to be at the hospital at 7 the next morning. She was thinking about her daughter and her daughter's best friend.

And that was when James pulled up.

"Ann? What's wrong?"

Ann smiled as she looked toward her husband.

"Nothing, honey. I've just had an interesting day. And came to some realizations."

James walked over to the steps and sat down next his wife.

"Oh? And what were these realizations?"

"That not to long from now, Naomi and Kim are going to be very close. And I mean closer than they are now. The other..."

"What is it dear?"

"I started imagining how things would go, how things are going now. I can see them as close... as we are, dear."

James looked up at the clouds before leaning back against one of the porch posts.

"Kim and Naomi... together..." he then chuckled. "Poor Ronald."

Ann laughed.

"Poor Ronald, indeed. He tried starting trouble with them. He even fractured Naomi's right shoulder."

"He did what?" James asked, shocked, as he turned to Ann.

"Kim and Naomi were about to go and spar. Ron asked what it was and I explained. All he heard was 'fight' and took off. He tackled Naomi to the ground thinking he was helping Kim. After helping Naomi to her feet, Kim walked her over to me. I noticed a limp that wasn't there before as well as the fact that she was holding her shoulder."

James shook his head before looking back up at the passing clouds.

"That boy."

Ann chuckled before looking at her husband.

"You won't believe what he tried to do when we were sitting in the living room."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. He tried justifying why it was okay to speak with his mouth full of food."

James slapped a hand over his eyes.

"That boy will never learn."

Ann shook her head.

"So where are they? The girls, I mean."

"Both fast asleep in Kim's bed. And snuggled close, last I saw."

His gaze shot to Ann.

"Oh, don't look at me like that, James. TThey're eleven. What are they going to do at that age? They're barely starting their periods."

James nodded as he looked away.

"Good point."

"Yes. Now that we've gotten that out, how about we head in? It's starting to get a little chilly."

James nodded with a smile as he got to his feet and offered Ann his hand.

Once both were on their feet, they walked into the house and locked the door.

E/N: Sorry for the delay. Had a lot of things going on and a few cases of writer's block. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.