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Hard-Hitting Journalism

By: Imyoshi

It ended as another usual Friday night at Middleton. Nothing too majorly out of the ordinary. Kim and Ron already had returned from their joyous activities that happen on their Ron night—movies, dinner, or a trip to the mall. The possibilities were positively endless for the duo. Hanging out was what best friends did and they were the prime example. Nothing complicated, yet not to simple.

Just great.

Tired from their long day, they both made their respected ways home, saying goodnight to each other. Clearly exhausted, the two teens slowly pulled themselves up from their staircases to their bedrooms. Normally after Ron night it was tradition to watch the news to see the latest gossip or whatever was currently attracting the late night viewers. The parents of the household enjoyed it.

Still paying no mind, Kim and Ron already had their heads softly plowed on to the soft pillows. Sleep was just around the corner, but the shouting from their parents startled them from their indulging sleep.

As their names were being called to come down this slightly agitated the weary heroes. Pushing themselves out of bed with a sigh leaving their mouths, they made their way downstairs. Why had they called them down was the only question lingering in their minds. Coming up with no conclusions, Kim and Ron found themselves seated on the couch in their homes with their parents still very sleepy. The expressions on their faces were unreadable making the teens a little worried, only a bit.

"What did you call me down here for?" Ron's voice was faint, but noticeable. He stared at his parents, demanding a reason, any reason. "I'm very tired, so can you please make this quick mom and dad?"

"Sorry son to keep you from your sleep, but the news is doing a special on you guys. They say it will change everything we know about you two." Dean looked at his son, who still wasn't completely following. "Look son, it seems important and you should be here and see what they have to say. And besides it starts when the commercials are finished."

Finding a comfortable place on the couch, Ron nodded, before getting ready to see this so-called 'Special.'

As Ron had been called down by his parents, Kim's family did the same, giving her the same speech, just in their family way. Somehow James found a way to include their family 'Anything is possible for a Possible' motto.

Yawning, Kim sat there on the couch with her blanket wrapped around her, hiding her whole body. Only her head showed and as soon as this special was over she planned to pay mister Sandman a visit.

Their eyes were glued to the TV, waiting for those damn commercials to end. The special for all they knew could probably be a montage of times they saved the world. Or hell, just be some made up gossip that people love to eat up and spread like wild fire. Whatever it was had kept them from their beds that they so desperately wanted hug.

"Hey look honey it starting!"

With the commercials ending the news channel was back. Everyone in their homes was silent waiting and watching with intent.

The news channel did its little intro before a familiar reporter appeared before the screen. Famously known for having gossip on 'Team Possible' it was none other than Summer Gales. Looking very confident, the anchorwoman appeared to almost be glowing with excitement. Her grin was not overlooked, and her lack of papers didn't worry her. Whatever she had was good, dare the world say… juicy.

Having never seen her like this before, both the teens felt a slight discomfort in their stomachs, but shrugged it off thinking nothing more.

"Hi and were back! Today's story is a very unique one. It was brought into by one of our cameraman who traveled three days from who knows where to get it us." A little screen appeared floating right beside her with the 'Team Possible' logo followed with a question mark. "Now what I'm about to show you may be an amateur video, but the footage is anything but. The voices and people are indeed Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable..."

'Blah, blah, blah, just get to the video already!' The wait wasn't the only thing making the redhead heated; no, it was her exhaustion as well. She just wanted to get to bed and lay her head down.

"After without further ado, the video you all have waited for!"

The little screen suddenly enveloped the entire news channel, still holding the 'Team Possible' logo. Slowly, but surely it began to dissolve away, revealing a camera's point of view as someone held it, walking tirelessly through what seemed to be a jungle. Rain poured down hard on the lens making it hard to see. It was no surprise for viewers at all. After all, many news reporters follow Kim and Ron when they go on their missions. They didn't actually venture with them into the villains' lair, but they waited for them to get an interview. Still, for him to be in the jungle suggested that he got lost searching for the teen duo.

The video's first few minutes were almost like a replay as the cameraman tried to find a way out of the jungle. You could hear his breathing as it was very deep and shallow.

People were about to change the channel until it looked like some progress was made. Pushing his way past some plants, it appeared that the cameraman found his way behind a tree right across from Kim and Ron. The camera's lens focused on the prime targets that were being drenched in water. Their hair was dripping down their bodies, as their clothes sagged on to the curves and angles of their bodies. Kim looked like she was busy on her kimmunicator while Ron was promptly standing, waiting for her to finish. Putting the device aside, Kim looked a little tweaked at not being able to reach her friend.

The scenario seemed familiar to Kim and Ron who watched the screen intently, but they couldn't quite put their finger on it, at least not yet.

"So what's the sitch KP?" Ron had to shrug some of his hair away from his eyes. It seemed like a futile effort in the rain.

"Bad news Ron, I can't get through to Wade. His signal isn't picking up at all." Groaning a little, Kim lifted her hands to slightly touch the rain. "It must be the rain? I guess it's messing with the Kimmunicator's signal."

"So what now? We head over to the town a mile back and stay at a hotel?" he suggested, shrugging his shoulder in their new destination.

"It looks like it."

Their options were few if not none. Tired already, the cameraman began to extend his hand out from behind the tree. It seemed the teen heroes hadn't even notice his presence yet. He needed their help if he was going to get out from this hell called a jungle. Just as his mouth was going to form a plead something, unexpected, entered the air.

Ron suddenly wrapped his arms around Kim, pressing her close.

Back at home the duo eyes suddenly went wide with realization. They remembered this day all too well now. Of all the news stories they could have showed, it was this of all things. Something they had kept a secret for what seemed to be a while now.

'Oh no, there...' Kim suddenly found herself lowering her head in to her blanket, curling her feet into the cover as well. Slowly the teen hero was engulfed by her sheet.

'...is no way!' Ron position on the couch became very uncomfortable very fast. He pulled his collar feeling like it was getting hotter by the second.

"Good, that gives us some alone time." The sidekick's tone wasn't its average Ronness level; it was way more seductive—almost like it was welcomed.

Kim wrapped her arms around Ron, pressing her body against his. Hey eyes looked at him with intense want as rain continued to down pour. "Alone time, I like the sound of that." If Ron's tone was off, now Kim's was too. Hers could easily be recognized as sultry if not, alluring.

The cameraman's arm suddenly stopped and if the viewer's attention was hadn't yet been grabbed; well now it was suddenly jerked. Everyone watching, looked at their screens more intensely, especially the heroes' parents. Now instead of calling for help, he stayed hidden behind the tree, trying to focus the camera on the two unaware heroes.

The blonde ran his hands across Kim's back, feeling her. "Hmm... KP, it looks like our clothes are soaking wet." Shrugging his head towards the direction of the nearest town, "The towns back there, we should go get a room for the night." The smile on his face could barely be made out through the lens, but could still be properly felt.

The redhead's hands found a very comfortable spot under Ron's shirt. "And do what?" It may have been a question, but if anything, it was inviting. The features on the female hero could be seen as very seductive.

Ron's head touched Kim's lightly. "Well, first we need to get out of these clothes." He clutched the folds of her shirt, running his fingers through the fabric.

Kim began to pull Ron's shirt curling it up, his flat stomach slowly becoming visible to the TV viewer. "How will we stay warm?" She found herself lightly touching his abdominal, not regretting it in the slightest.

"Well we could do something fun to stay warm." Sheer confidence was beaming off the blonde, something no one has ever seen before. It was if he had already done this before and with her.

Bringing her mouth up to his, but not touching. "I'm listening." It sounded begging in a way.

His hands slid underneath Kim's shirt to travel to the confines of her back, gently rubbing it and getting a whimper out of the girl. Then before she knew it, they traveled underneath her...

'Oh please no!' Ron's face got paler and it only continued as the video continued as well. Sitting nervously on the couch, Ron began to turn his attention to his front door. His parent's eyes still fixated to the TV.

...cargo pants.

With the rain letting up, the camera could plainly see the blonde's hands resting inside her clothing on Kim's rear. They seemed relaxed there, almost like they were freely welcomed. And before anyone knew it, a soft cry of pleasure left Kim's mouth sounding almost like a moan.

Smirking a bit, "Well KP, It looks like you could use another..."

'No, no, no, no, no!' Kim's whole body was underneath her blanket with only her eyes visible. Sweat dripped down her neck as the intense heat from the blanket roasted her. Her parents were just like Ron's, glued to the TV.

"...spanking."

Gasps could be heard from both their parents and whoever else was watching the news. Kim and Ron suddenly wanted to sink into the ground, where it truly didn't matter as long as no one could find them.

He gave her another squeeze, making Kim press herself even closer to Ron's body. "You've been a very naughty girl KP. And naughty girls have to be punished."

Her hands lightly traveled to Ron's belt grabbing it with the motive to rip it off. "Your right Ron, I've been a very naughty girl. What are you going to do to me?" Kim replied as seductively as possible. Her eyes seemed to be filled with lustful thoughts.

Ron's hands still remained on her rear. "First, I'm going to spank you until every time you sit it will hurt and remind you of me."

Kim began to pull tighter on to his belt. "Yes."

"Then I'll tease your body, letting my hands travel and fondled every part of you, until you beg for me to take you."

"Yes." Sounding a little more demanding, her breathing was becoming heavy as her she closed her eyes and threw her head back. The rain only helped show the mist forming from her heavy breathing.

Ron picked Kim up, her legs wrapping as his torso her arms finding their way around his neck. The rain made their hair glisten with a mystic shine. Looking at her with loving yet lusting intent, he brought Kim's head closer to his own. "And finally…"

'No!' Even in separate houses, the duo still thought loudly in unison.

"...I'm going to make love to you all night." Was his tone lustful no, demanding no, confident no, it was passionate, Ron meant it sincerely.

Suddenly kissing him clearly with great passion, Kim's arms traveled through the blonde's strands of wet hair. Her own hair draped to her side, but she didn't care, she was too busy with his lips. Eventually they separated apart, but not from a lack of air. Instead she stared at him with a loving gaze. Their breathing was heavy and in synch.

"I want you." Those 3 simple 1 syllable words were almost as powerful as 'I love you'.

And the next thing to happen was Ron walking off while carrying Kim. The rain by then had lightened up a bit, still washing all over their clothes causing the fabric to cling to their bodies. Their outfits portraying a darker shade of color than their earlier shade, but Kim clearly didn't care. The hero girl was too busy assaulting the blonde's neck with her candy-flavored lips.

The screen video of Kim and Ron vanished, revealing Summer Gales, who looked like she was unbelievably joyous. Why wouldn't she be? This news story is like finding the diamond in the cool pile. It was worth more than gold or any other valuables it was simply ... priceless.

"There you have it folks, our special on the so-called 'Team Possible!' Now on to our next topic!" The 'Team Possible' logo was replaced with 'Best Friends' that was also followed by a question mark. "Now to our next discussion about these two so called 'Best Friends'..." She air quoted 'Best Friends' with a smirk on her face. "Are they really nothing more than best friends?" Summer's eyes gave a devious gaze. "Or do they have a dirty little... secret? I for sure believe they do."

An image of Ron popped up beside Summer Gales, "Our first topic; Ron Stoppable. Teen hero sidekick? It seems to me that this blond has been tapping more than just villains' self destruct buttons if you know what I mean. Who many believed to be nothing more than a comic relief, seems to have a more active role in our teen heroine's life."

It was Kim's turn for an image of her to pop up next to Gale, "And finally teen hero Kim Possible. Is this little nymph a role model for women? This teen seems to have a secret life from the rest of the world. She lives up to a life of being a perfect angel..."smirking a bit more, "...at least on the outside she does. Who knows what her and her partner has done in a lone room?" The smile on Summer Gale was all too powerful now. "These two always said they did everything together, and I guess they really meant everything together." Both the images faded away leaving only the 'Best Friends' logo floating. "This has been the news, I'm Summer Gales, goodbye and goodnight."

The news channel faded away with commercials soon following.

Silence loomed in the air for both the families and whoever else happened to watch the news that faithful moment. Silence was supposed to be golden, but why was it feeling so ominous at the moment. The teens were almost to the point of hyperventilating; a secret—their secret was just publicly displayed on the news.

Sweat dripped down their necks with their eyes losing focus; it was too much for someone to intake all at once. Fear began to creep on them as too many thoughts were passing through them. What, when, how, why, were the questions that were already answered. They just wished it was never a possibility for them to show up in their lives in that form.

Their parents still sat there mouths wide open, with looks of disbelief at their TV as if the news channels was still showing that accursed video. Hands were gripping tightly on to knees while some shaking was visibly noticeable from their shoulder blades and above.

Kim had already brought her knees to her head in a fetal position, her hands securely holding herself together. The blanket covered most of her body, except for her guilty emerald eyes and messing fiery hair. Kimberly looked at her parents waiting for them to turn their heads at her. It would be any moment now, the wait was torture on a level she didn't know exist before and already wished she never felt.

Ron was on the same boat but instead he was slowly pressing his palms directly on the couch. There would be hand prints there for sure. He felt like he was in an oven, but yet his blood at the moment felt colder than ice. His dark honey eyes, mismatch freckles, and golden unkempt hair turn their gaze towards his parents. He waited and waited... and waited some more for his parents to look him in the eyes. They still sat there letting the information sink in. He wished it was a dream, a horrible damn dream, but only children wished... this was reality and he knew it.

After what seemed like an eternity James, Ann, Jean, and Dean finally looked at their children. Mixed emotions were present nowhere on either of their faces; instead they all shared the same mutual stunned expression.

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A/N: Rewritten.