Bonjour!

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! Well, the day after my birthday and it's raining. So I've been writing! Makes me happy ^.^

I know I shouldn't be writing anymore but I have received motivation. YAY MOTIVATION! So, along came this story.

*Warning, this story is rated TEEN for a reason! It is on the upper side of teen, not exactly M, at least I do not think so. So if you cannot handle it or are to young, please do not read. You have been warned.

With that being said, yes this story is slightly dirty, nothing like I've written before so bare with me. Not an actual scene but the events leading up to it and there is an obvious implication, hens the tittle.

I really hope you like it, I worked really hard on it. PLEASE review and enjoy!


Friends with Benefits

~It's not who you want to spend Friday night with, but rather all day Saturday~

-O-O-O-

Kim let out a large groan as she attempted to shake herself awake. Her eyelids were simply too heavy and refused to open. The frustrated blonde sighed into her pillow as she tried to remember last nights events.

She couldn't.

The previous night was a complete and utter blur, no memory in her brain existed leading her to believe it even happened. So that leaves her with the question, what the hell did she do last night? The only clue she was able to gather at the moment was the pounding headache rebounding against her skull. Kim had a sneaky suspicion that alcohol played a large part in last nights events.

Coming to the conclusion that she really should open her eyes, Kim, using all her might and forced them open. One at a time, the vision in her eyes restored to normal and she was able to glance at her surroundings.

The first thing that had caught her eye, was the wall. It was blue, unlike the red she had in her room. Also, she was able to see a window. Unless she rearranged her bedroom last night- with her lack of memory that was defiantly a possibility -you couldn't see her window from how the bed was positioned. All this lead to the conclusion that she was no longer in her bedroom.

So where was she?

That's when her pillow shifted. It was indeed not a pillow, but a person. One who she happened to be cuddling with. She was now able to feel his hand around her waist with her own hand gently placed on his toned chest.

That would of been helpful to clue into a few seconds ago.

Gathering up all of her courage, Kim slowly tilted her head so she was able to see his face. She was completely terrified to see who it was. With the level of alcohol she must of had to cause such a splitting headache, and the fact they were cuddling in his bed, lord only knows what adventures they might of had last night.

Kim squeezed her eyes shut, so when she was faced in his direction, she was unable to see him. Letting out a large sigh, she slowly opened one eye, and then the other.

She felt all her nerves calm when she realized who it was. Her body relaxed back into his hold as she laid her head back on to his chest, in her original position. It was only Jack.

Jackson Anderson had been this feisty blondes best friend since the moment they first met in grade nine. Over the past three and a half years the two of them had gone on some rather exciting adventures alongside their other three best friends, Jerry, Milton and Eddie. They were probably the closest with one another, rather than the boys. Jack had a way of understanding Kim like the three of them didn't. That being said, the two teenagers were as close as anyone could be. True best friends.

Knowing that it was only Jack, Kim let her mind begin to wander off.

"WAIT JACK!" She screamed. If it was Jack in bed with her, what the hell did they do last night? This could ruin everything! Jack meant way to much to Kim to have it be ruined by some stupid night she was drunk out of her face.

Springing out from his hold, Kim pushed him away which caused her to fly backwards. Off the bed she went, crashing to the floor with a thud, landing flat on her face. She groaned loudly, trying to help herself up. However, her not-so-strong arms at the moment wouldn't cooperate.

Hearing the thud, Jack sprung awake. Jumping to his feet, he got out of bed to see his best friend on the floor.

"Kim!" He exclaimed rushing to her aid. He helped the blonde to her feet, gently grabbing her arms for any necessary support he might have to give her. He rubbed them smoothly as he connected with her gaze, looking deep into her memorizing brown eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked softly.

All Kim could manage to do at the moment was nod. All the confusion was eating her insides, rendering her ability to speak.

"Alright then" Jack said, slightly awkward. The two of them quickly feel upon a rather uncomfortable silence. Neither of them really knew what to say.

"What the hell did we do last night?" Kim asked, speaking first. Jack let out a large groan before brushing past her and out into the hallway, a frustrated Kim on his heels. "Don't walk away from me!" She called over to him. Hearing her annoyance, the brunet chuckled.

Ignoring her threats and pleads, he walked all the way down the stairs and into his large kitchen. Kim still continued to yell at him, the fact he wasn't listing made her boil with anger. Tuning her out, Jack began to rummage through his many cupboards, trying to find something appealing to have for breakfast. Grabbing the milk from the fridge, he turned around, hearing the blond finish "...and I woke up in your freaking bed and I'm confused Jack please!"

"You're very irritating you know that?" Jack said. A playful sarcastic ring filled his voice as he grew a slight grin. Sliding past her, he moved to the other side of the kitchen near the breakfast bar, to grab his choice of cereal.

"Jack!" Kim whined.

"Yes Kim?" He asked innocently. Kim groaned once more, moving to the other side of the breakfast bar so she was able to stare at him as he put together his cereal.

"Seriously, I will hurt you. Now tell me!" Kim snapped. Chuckling in amusement, Jack raised an eyebrow at his fuming best friend.

"Food?" He offered. With a swift roll of her eyes, and realizing that she was not going to win this round, she let out a sigh.

"Please."

Smiling at his handiwork, Jack then grabbed an extra bowl and starting making Kim some cereal as well. He glanced at Kim as she ran her fingers through her tangled blonde locks. She always caved eventually when Jack wanted her to do something, but usually never this fast. Mentally putting the pieces together, he realized that she truly did know nothing about last night, and he was unfortunately going to have to explain it.

Finishing preparing the cereal, Jack grabbed the two bowls and headed towards his basement, once again ignoring Kim's pleads of annoyance. He continued down the stairs, placing the two bowls on the coffee table and plopped onto the couch.

"Why is it so freaking hot in your house!" Kim complained while entering the basement.

"Mom hates the cold."

"Clearly." Kim spat, plopping down next to him. They began eating their cereal as Jack began channel surfing. Suddenly, his face lit up, as he flicked on 'Friends With Benefits'.

"I love this movie!"

"Really?" Kim asked in an 'you're unbelievable' tone. Jack raised an eyebrow in her direction, silently urging her to continue. "Out off all freaking things to watch you pick the movie with the most sex scenes?"

"You're in a great mood eh?" Jack teased, laughing once more at her frustration. Kim shot his a look, then angrily placed her empty bowl back on the table in front of her.

"Shut up, I'm mad at you." She scowled.

"Why?"

"Because you're not cooperating!" She yelled. Jack rolled his eyes, focusing his attention back towards the movie. He figured he'd let her calm down slightly before he had explained what happened last night. It wasn't bad per say, but Kim had a history of freaking out over tiny things and Jack wasn't sure how exactly she was going to take it.

About 20 minutes of the movie had passed. The house was silent with the exception of the noise from the television.

"UGGH!" Kim yelled jumping up from her seat on the couch. A startled Jack quickly shot up as well. "It's too hot!" Kim complained again. Mentally thinking of an idea, she ran her fingers through her hair again. The heat was beginning to get to her, making her ancy. She had this tingling sensation run all over her body, almost as if she had bugs crawling on her skin. It was hitting a nerve that was already being screwed with, making her even more angry. So Kim did the only thing she thought would help.

She stripped.

"Wha-What are you doing?" Jack said confused. He stood there, slightly dazed while he stared at the now, half naked girl standing in front of him. Kim had removed her shirt, leaving her in a bra, and the shorts she had on the previous night. She placed her hand gently on her perfectly toned torso and sauntered over in Jack's direction.

"Are you going to rape me?" She asked.

"Wasn't planning on it." Jack responded cooly, though the question, alongside Kim's very strange behavior had caught him completely off guard.

"Then we don't have a problem." She explained, stretching her arms in a 'what are we going to do' kind of motion. She grew a grin before sitting back down on the couch. Shaking his head, Jack joined her. This was going to be one interesting evening.

They continued to watch the movie that Jack enjoyed oh so much. At an amusing part of the movie, Jack glanced over at Kim to see if she was laughing along with him. She wasn't. Instead, she laid there, curled up into a ball, passed out.

Jack felt something tug the corner of his lips upward as he starred at her. Even curled up in a ball, hair tangled, slightly drooling, and well, shirtless, she was still the most beautiful girl Jack had ever seen in his entire life.

It was true that the brunet had slight feelings hid deep into his soul. He'd tell her, but too much was a steak. He couldn't risk loosing their friendship, as cliché as it sounded. She meant way to much to him. Everything he does he silently thinks to himself, "I can't wait to tell Kim". She was the one person who had always been there for him, and the one person he was for certain would never leave. He couldn't imagine one day without his blonde companion.

Those feelings had come closer to the surface ever since last night. Seeing her sleeping right now he had the strange urge to kiss her again. Just hold her and touch her and kiss her. It was horrible feelings and thoughts he had right now. I mean, she was his best friend. He wasn't supposed to look at her that way, but he did. And he had no idea why.

"Kim." Jack said softy nudging Kim in the ribs. She shot up from her curled up ball and sat up straight. Jack let a laugh escape his lips as he watched her wipe the droll off her mouth. She then tipped over in the other direction, so her head landed on Jack's shoulder.

"Jack." She whined, inching a tad bit closer. He looked over at her, eyes filled with concern. In Kim's eyes and partially dripping down her face, was small, wet tears.

"Kimmy what's wrong?" Jack asked. He shifted their position, pulling Kim onto his lap. He cradled her comfortingly so her head rested on his chest. Jack stared at her for a few moments before carefully wiping away the tears.

"My head hurts." She sniffed looking up at him. Her eyes were wide, filled with pain. Her brown orbs were wide, staring back at him. She almost looked like a seven year old girl whose cookie you had just taken away. It was odd, it was a side of Kim, Jack had never scene before, with the exception of last night. She almost seemed vulnerable. "Damn alcohol" She cursed under here breath. Jack let out a laugh, there's Kim.

"Will you tell me what happened now?" She asked after a few moments of silence.

"Well..." Jack let his voice trail off as the story brought him into a temporary flashback.

-O-O-O-

He was walking into Kim's house. She had been very upset the last few days because of Brian. He was her first boyfriend who had convinced her he was different, after the douche bag that was Jeremy, but that was a story for another day. Brian had dumped her over text because he decided their relationship 'wasn't going to work'.

Bull shit.

He hurt Kim bad. Naturally, Jack felt horrible for Kim's sake and decided he needed to help. The master plan he and Jerry had managed to come up with was dragging her to Donna Tobin's 'birthday bash' to get her mingling again.

Jack knocked on the door to her house for it to be opened by her mother. Jack and Kim's mother had been very close. She absolutely adored him. He was the only sane ones out of the Wasabi Warriors making him the most likeable in the eye of a parent. She immediately invited him in the house.

"Hello Jack." She greeted, pulling him into a hug.

"Hey Karen." Jack greeted back. Yep, the two of them were on a first name basis.

"Kim's upstairs, hiding from the world. This one hit her hard."

"I know, she just keeps falling for the wrong people."

"I don't understand why she doesn't just go for you!" Karen exclaimed. A cocky smile played on Jack's lips as he croaked an eyebrow at her. "Out of all the boys she's brought home you, by far, treat her the best. She really loves you Jack."

"I love her too." Jack replied simply.

"Well then get on that! Before she gets her heart broken again." Karen said. A laugh escaped Jack's lips and happiness filled his eyes. Something about knowing Kim loved him and that her mother wanted him on that made Jack feel all bubbly inside. "Cheer her up?"

"That was my intention. Which leads me to my next question..." Karen raised an eyebrow at him, obviously intrigued by the statement. "Would it be alright if I dragged Kim to a party? I promise I will not let her near any alcohol and I can have her returned by 12."

"If you can manage to make her leave her bedroom, you can have her till two." Karen said with a wink, before disappearing into the kitchen. When she left, an amused Jack headed up the stairs and into Kim's bedroom. He opened the door to she his strong, confident, stubborn best friend, nothing but a lump in the bed sheets.

"Kim." He said softly. The lump didn't budge. "Kimmy." He said slightly louder than before. Nothing. She wasn't going to get up by herself, if he wanted to get her out of bed he'd have to do it against her will. Yanking the covers off of her, Jack grabbed the now screaming blonde by the waist and carried her towards the closet. Putting her down, ignoring her angry glares he began rummaging through her clothes.

"You know," Kim started. "going through my clothes isn't the smartest idea."

"And why would that be?" Jack responded playfully.

"You never know what you're going to find." She joked. Something about the way she had said it made it come across like she was trying to seduce him. Apparently Jack had caught on because when she said that, his face turned towards her with a vacant stare, before raising his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Kinky." He said simply before turning back to her closet. At that moment Kim buried her head in her hands, and began laughing her head off.

"I didn't mean it like that!" She protested, smacking him playfully in the chest. Smiling at his joke, Jack continued rummaging through her clothes, until he picked out her jean shorts with her simple black t-shirt that she always matched it with. Explained the clothes she's wearing- or at least was wearing- in Jack's basement today.

"Put these on." He ordered, chucking them at her face.

"Where are we going?"

"To cheer you up."

-O-O-O-

"So you kidnapped me and dragged me to a party?" Kim asked snapping Jack out of his story. They remained in the same position, Kim on Jack's lap cuddled into his chest, sitting there as she listened to the story.

"It wasn't kidnap," He explained. "your mother knew where you were and who you were with. Now would you let me continue! You're interrupting..."

"Well then." Kim snapped. Rolling his eyes, Jack slipped back into his flashback.

-O-O-O-

The party at Donnas' was kicked into full swing. They had lost Jerry five minutes previous to arriving after he caught a glimpse of Grace. Jack and Kim stayed somewhat together, going around mingling with friends from school. Jack had stayed true to his word and made sure she hadn't had anything to drink. It was around eleven when he'd lost her, they had been there for about three hours so he had figured she had met up with some friends. That's when Donna approached him.

Being the birthday girl, she was dressed in the sluttest piece of fabric Jack had ever scene. He wasn't even sure you could call it a dress, it didn't cover enough. It was a shirt that was way to tight and two inches longer than it regularly was.

After making a disgusted face, he replied to her 'hey'. About five seconds later he clued in that Donna was in fact drunk out of her mind. About five minutes later she had made a move on him a kissed him-

-O-O-O-

"You made out with Donna!" Kim exclaimed snapping him out of his flashback once more. She didn't sound necessarily angry, more accurately surprised.

"Yes, now hush." Jack ordered. She gave him an 'are-you-kidding-me" look before hitting his chest.

"Dude! Details!"

"What do you mean details?" He asked her. "Donna kissed me. She was so drunk that I could practically feel the alcohol going down my throat. I kissed her back so she wouldn't throw a fit and throw me out or something. It meant nothing."

"Oh." Kim sighed. "That was less entertaining than I though it was going be."

"Yes now can I get back to my story?" He asked annoyed. Kim made a face at him accepting defeat before he continued speaking.

-O-O-O-

It was now twelve, and Jack had gone looking for Kim. He hadn't scene her in a while and was beginning to get slightly worried. He was her best friend, it was part of his job description. When he did find her, it was by accident. Someone had pushed her into him, and Jack with his fast reflexes had managed to catch her.

"Kim?" He said shocked looking down at her. Unfortunately it was. The girl in his arms, looked a lot like his best friend, but this girl was also drunk out of her mind. Apparently Donna Tobin wasn't the only one drinking.

He slipped an arm around her waist as he began to lead her out of the house. Annoyed with her diagonal walking, he ended up scooping her into his arms, and carrying her to his car bridal style.

It didn't take long for her to pass out in the seat next to him. Which was in a way good, because if she was awake, she'd be annoying as hell. He drove all the way to his house, sitting in his driveway for an extra ten minutes trying to come up with a game plan.

After a while, he realized he wasn't about to get a better plan than the one currently in his head, so he decided to put that plan into action. Reaching into the knocked out girls pocket, he pulled out her Iphone.

Enter passcode.

"ilovejack"

Wong passcode.

"passcode"

The screen unlocked, allowing Jack to search through it looking for a specific number.

Mom.

"Hello?" Rang a voice from the other side of the phone.

"Hey Karen, it's Jack. The party was lame and not cheering Kim up at all so we came back to my place. She kind of passed out on me, so I was wondering if she was able to stay the night and have me return her in the morning?"

"As long as she's with you Jack that's fine."

"Alright see you in the morning." Jack said. They exchanged goodbyes before he hung up the phone-

-O-O-O-

"You lied to my mother?" Kim asked cutting him off again. A devious smile planted on her face. She knew it bugged him. Jack was a good kid, he didn't like lying to people or misusing the fact that everyone liked him, including her mother.

"Would you shut up!" He hissed. This earned him a laugh from Kim. "I didn't lie, we left the party came back to my place and you were asleep ok? So shut it!"

"You're such a woos." She teased. Jack shot her a glare.

"Says the girl whose passcode is 'passcode'. Creative."

"Not any more original than 'Karate'."

"Do you really want to mess with me while you're sitting on me?"

"Whatcha gonna do Jack?" Kim shot back playfully.

"You're asking for it now!" And with that, Jack began tickling her. She shrieked at the top of her lungs, flinging herself off him and onto the ground in an attempt to get away. All she really did was give him leverage. He sat himself on top of her and continued to tickle her. After a few moments of screaming, Kim managed to wiggle her way out of his hold and make a run for the stairs.

Jack had a different idea though. He quickly shot up, grabbing Kim from behind and began tickling her again.

Kim frantically looked around for anything that could help her. Her breath was gone and her ribs were beginning to cramp. She needed out of Jack's grip. Now. Unfortunately the little oxygen making it her her lungs due to her laughter rendered her very weak. She needed something to help her, she wasn't strong enough to do it herself.

That's when she saw it.

It was beautiful. Just sitting there waiting to be used. It was almost as if it was sent from god himself because it was also in arms reach.

A nerf gun.

Kim quickly dove for it, gripping the gun with dear life. As she spun around, Jack had seen the item in her hand. He flew his hands up in surrender backing up slightly.

"Kim, put the nerf gun down." He tried to reason. Kim just shook her head.

"Never." She hissed.

"Kim..." Jack started in a warning tone.

"Finish you're story." Kim barked at him. Letting out a sigh and running his fingers through his hair, Jack realized she wasn't going to cooperate until the story was finished.

"Well," He began, hands still in the air. "I had to carry someone in the house because they wouldn't wake up. I put you on my bed and-"

"The first thing you did was take me to your room? And where's you parents?" Kim questioned.

"You were sleeping! And on a three day business trip." Jack protested.

"So you decided to sleep next to me?" She argued.

"Let me finish!" Jack yelled at her.

"Let me finish" Kim mimicked. With another sigh, Jack was pulled back into a flashback.

-O-O-O-

Kim had made herself comfortable in his covers and passed out. While Jack stole a pillow and passed out on the floor. Everything seemed alright, in fact, he had made it through an hour when he heard Kim calling his name. "Jack." She whined. Jack stood up so he was cascading over her now awake body, with sad eyes staring back at him.

"What's wrong Kimmy?"

"I can't sleep." She said sheeply. "Will you ly down with me for a bit?" Jack smiled to himself before crawling in next to her. He sat up against the wall, looking down at her sleeping on the pillow. With a huff, Kim sat herself up next to him.

"You don't sleep like that Jack." She informed. Her voice seemed younger, less serious and vicious than it usually did. It was odd and out of character compared to how Kim was normally. She continued to ramble on about how you're supposed to sleep with a pillow, when he began laughing at her. She stopped in the middle of her sentence and glanced at him.

"Why are you laughing at me?" She asked. It was like she was actually hurt. Tears began forming in her eyes and Jack quickly snapped out of it.

"No, no. It's ok." He cooed. "I'm not laughing at you I'm laughing with you."

"Why?" She asked, completely oblivious.

"Because you're acting odd." He tried to explain. "It's cause your drunk" He finished, poking her temple. Kim looked at him, before bursting into a laughing fit. Jack sat there, chuckling to himself as he watched Kim sit there and laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked her after about five minutes later.

"I-don't-know" She said in between breaths. Realizing that she wasn't going to shut up, Jack pulled her on to him, rubbing circles in a comforting manner on her back, trying to calm her down. Eventually it worked, eventually. It wasn't till about three in the morning he finally got Kim to shut up.

He moved the two of the down slightly, so he was lying down on his back, Kim cuddled into his chest.

"Jack." She said softly.

"Yes?"

"Are you asleep?"

"Yes."

"Oh, ok."

"I'm kidding silly." Jack said, gently removing the hair dangling in front of Kim's face. She looked up at him with wide eyes. He saw bits of confusion flash through them as he began to softly rub her cheeks. "What are you thinking about?"

"Can I tell you something?"

"Anything."

"Well," She sighed. They had locked eye contact as the two of them sat their trying to read each others facial expression for a few moments. "I started drinking because I saw you kissing Donna..." She said quietly, letting her voice trail off near the end. Jack's eyes widened when the realization of what she just said hit him.

Never forget what anyone says when their drunk. That's when the truth comes out.

That was an old wise tale his father had taught him when he was younger.

Kim was drunk.

So now he lied there, bug eyes staring at his best friend in the whole wide world who looked back at him with sad eyes. He brought his hand up to carefully wipe away the tears from her flawless cheeks. For a few moments, he caught himself getting lost in her eyes. They were so perfect. So much they held. If you looked close enough, you could see a million different emotions dance across them.

That when he snapped back to reality.

Snapping out of his trance, Jack turned away slightly, only to be brought back by Kim's gentle touch, locking gazes once more. The longer he looked at her the more lost he was getting. Soon, he'd never be able to find his way out.

That's when it happened.

Kim started leaning in and-

-O-O-O-

"And what?" Kim snapped, nerf gun in hand, still pointed at Jack's skull. After realizing he was no longer talking, Jack looked up at the very annoyed blonde who at this point in time was very close to fuming.

"You..."

"Spit it out!" She snapped at him.

"You kissed me." He said quietly.

Kim's mouth, along with her facial expression just dropped completely. All the colour in skin drained and the liveliness in her eyes was replaced with a vacant stare. She was stunned.

Though she'd never admit it Kim had secretly always wanted to kiss Jack. Something about the brunet was just undeniably irresistible but never in her lifetime would she think she'd actually do it. What if this ruined the friendship she had spent the past three and a half years trying to build. She didn't want to loose Jack.

"Oh would you put the nerf gun down!" Jack exclaimed annoyed. He walked up to Kim and ripped the nurf gun out of her hand throwing it onto the nearby couch. Kim didn't move, didn't even flinch. As panic mode began to set in, Jack waved his hand in front of Kim's face in an attempt to get a reaction.

Nothing.

"Kimberly?" He called quietly. She hated that name, with a burning passion. If that didn't get a reaction out of her he wasn't sure what would. Unfortunately for him, Kim never moved a muscle.

Meanwhile Kim's brain was overwhelmed with thoughts. All the 'what ifs' where consuming her brain to the point she couldn't think straight. All she had to do was talk to him right? This was Jack they were talking about, friends forever. Surly he wouldn't let something so small while she was drunk ruin a friendship like the two of-

Smack!

"Ow!" Kim hissed as she was snapped out of her thoughts. "Did you just slap me?!"

"You weren't moving I got scared." Jack tried to reason. It was true that his fist had just collided with the blondes face who was now she was wincing in pain. It snapped her out of it though so it was ok right?

Jack took a step back and shielded himself with his arms. He was stronger than his feisty friend but when she was pissed you didn't want to screw with her. If not using her strength, she'd use her eyes to rip you a part. Kim had a way under everyone's skin, especially Jack's, and there was simply no explanation why.

Excepting her to leap forward and attack, Jack prepared himself for the pain. However, it never came. Instead Kim had taken a step closer to Jack and just began rambling. Clueing in to the fact she was speaking, Jack tuned her in, and began listening to her voice. "-I'm so sorry, I was drunk and I didn't know what I was thinking and I just don't know why I did that and-" Ok, he kind of wished he didn't tune her in.

"Kim." He spoke, but there was no stopping her, she was on a roll. After another five minutes about going on about how sorry she was and how she didn't want it to affect their friendship, Jack was beginning to get annoyed. He needed her to shut up before he threw her out the bloody window.

"KIM!" He tried again. There was a possibility that she got louder than before.

Ok different approached.

Distraction? Ok that could work, but how? He mentally thought over everything he could do. He could take off his shirt? It had worked before and Kim was half naked so if anything he's just evening the score.

And with that his shirt came off.

Kim immediately stopped in the middle of her sentence to stare at his perfectly toned abs. The ten years this boy had spent practicing karate was definitely kind to him. Clueing in to what he was attempting to do, Kim snapped herself back to reality. "Don't you distract me, I'm not done yet!" She yelled at him before continuing with her rant.

Smack!

"OW. Dammit Jack!" She screamed, clutching her cheek once more.

"SHUT UP!" He yelled at her. Kim backed off slightly, pain finding it's way into her eyes. Warm tears threatening to spill, but she quickly choked them back. Kim Crawford does not cry, and she wasn't about to start now. The hurt in her eyes was quickly replaced with anger.

"Says the person slapping me! Hit me again and I swear to god Jack!" Kim started, lunging in his direction.

Jack moved quickly, grabbing her hands in his intertwining their fingers, holding them firmly in his. He brought her body close to his, so his warm breath tickled her cheek. "You'll what Kim?" He asked playfully, a smug smile found its way to his face.

"I won't talk to you." She threatened. Jack raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"Really Kim? Last time you said that you caved after twenty-four hours." He teased. It was true, Jack had been on a roll with his jokes that day and Kim had gotten fed up with them. She vowed not to speak to him for the rest of the week if he insulted her one more time. So, naturally being a boy, he called her fat.

"Milton finally kissed Julie how was I not supposed to tell you that!" She argued. Knowing he was right, Jack smiled victoriously. He released the hold on her hands slightly, so it was a little less firm and a little more caring.

"I'm sorry for screaming at you, but you honestly did need to shut up. I'm not mad about the kiss, noir will I hold it against you. OK? I realize you were drunk out of your mind, I was kind of the one who dragged you home. If you'd like, we can pretend like it never happened. Alright?"

"Alright." Kim agreed. With a smile, Jack pulled Kim into a very long, and much needed hug. They sat there for a few moments, completely relaxed in each others holds.

Jump Jump! The Mac Day will make you, Jump Jump.

Hearing the sound of music, Kim and Jack broke away, attention directed towards the TV. The movie was coming to an end, and the song 'Jump Jump' by Kriss Kross filled the basement. Without hesitation, Jack shot Kim a wink, before dancing to the music.

A while ago everyone in the dojo had come to the conclusion that Kim, noir Jack could dance. Not to save their lives. So Kim was standing there, laughing her head off at Jack's attempt at dancing. Pumping his fist in the air, and doing what looked to be a failed attempt of the doogie Jack looked like a complete fool.

A vulnerable fool.

Seeing her chance in the open, Kim lunged forward. She gave Jack a firm shove in the chest, payback for him slapping her. However, the blonde did not anticipate how hard she had pushed him.

The shove caused Jack to step back. The back of his knees connecting the the side of the coffee table, Jack was sent flying over the table and roughly onto the floor.

Kim's hand quickly shot to her mouth. She just pushed Jack over. Knowing how angry Jack would be with her, she took the five second head start and booked it up the stairs. Adrenaline racing through her veins, Kim ran all the way onto the second story, looking around desperately for a place to hide. The bathroom and Jack's room would be to predictable. So without thinking, Kim quickly dove into the closet, curling up into a ball so she could fit.

Letting out a large groan, Jack helped himself to his feet. Yes the fall hurt a bit, but it was nothing he couldn't recover from. With a playful smile on his face, Jack crept up the stairs, following the footsteps of his friend. "Kimmy, come out, come out wherever you are." He called creepily. After checking the downstairs, he slowly made his way to the second story. "I'm coming for you Kimberly." He called again. Knowing Kim was going to play this strategically, he knew she wasn't in the bathroom or bedroom, but Jack had a trick up his sleeve.

Hearing the dreaded name Kimberly, Kim shivered slightly. She heard Jack creep into the bathroom, and shut the door behind him. She then took the opportunity to escape from the closet and run to his bedroom. Shutting the door quietly behind her, she stopped in her tracks listening for any footsteps.

Unfortunately for Kim, she was unaware of the fact Jack's house was one of those maze houses. The bathroom had both an entrance from the hallway and from the bedroom.

Knowing she'd fall into his trap, Jack crept silently from the bathroom door to behind Kim. He found it extremely hard not to laugh, because he was about to scare the crap out of her.

"You forgot I was a ninja." Jack whispered in her ear. Hearing his voice, Kim's body tensed up, frozen in fear. Using this to his advantage, Jack snaked his arms around Kim's waist spinning her around as she let out an ear piercing shriek.

Soon the blonde and the brunets laughter were the only two things that filled the room. After going in circles about ten times he put her down, gently pushing her so her back was to the door and she was enclosed in his hold.

One hand placed on the wall next to her hip, other hand on her other hip, Jack didn't fully anticipate how closes there faces were going to be.

The smiles on there faces soon faded, and were replaced by serious stares as they both had a mental debate flooding their mind.

Both teens would be the last to admit it, but they both wanted each other. Everyone else saw it, but the two of them just wouldn't believe it. Though, they were in fact the perfect couple. They would be the first person to protect each other, Jack had shown that in many cases when it came to Kim and her boyfriends. They flirt like first lovers. Both teens spoke fluent sarcasm and used it on each other daily, though they insisted they weren't flirting, even though they were. They would also fight like an old married couple. Arguments were a daily thing as well between these two, it was never serious enough to actually brake them apart. In a way, it was their reassurance.

So now it was a matter of who would crack first.

Kim wasn't going to. She had way to much pride to crack. Though she had kissed him last night, she was drunk. Everyone knows you do stupid stuff when you drunk.

Knowing this, Jack had to make the first move. He had his pride yes, but nothing near as bad as Kim. Besides, she hadn't pulled away awkwardly, and he may never get another chance to kiss his best friend.

With that, Jack moved his hand from off the wall, and brought it up to remove some of the hair dangling in front of Kim's face. That caused his face to move slightly so their noses brushed.

The anticipation was killing him.

But the fear way worst.

"Can I... Just." He said softly, slowing inching towards her. They were so close, and Kim was getting inpatient.

Kim moved her hand up, to grab the back of his head and closed the gap between then, pushing their lips together. Jack's hand immediately dropped, finding it's way to the other side of her hip. His balance being supported by Pushing Kim firmly against the bedroom door. Kim's other hand way thrown around his neck as the two of them simply just melted into the kiss.

It was nothing like they had ever experienced before. They each had kissed their fair share of people, but nothing compared to the way their were feeling now. Both their stomachs dropped and twisted a few times. Something about each other was just addictive, and they craved more.

Pulling apart from their sweet kiss, Jack rested his forehead on Kim's. A small smile tugged on his lips as her stood there and stared at her.

He had just kissed Kim Crawford.

"Now we're even." She breathed, not daring to brake their hold.

"Mmhm." Jack mumbled back. Kim was his best friend, nothing more right? So why was the urge to kiss her again eating his insides, driving him silently insane.

Kim's eyes found their way to Jack's getting lost in brown pools. She wanted him, and she could assume he felt the same way, because he hadn't moved yet. "Oh screw it." She muttered under her breath, before pulling him back down for another kiss.

This one was different than the first. It was filled with lust, and want. They wanted each other, and neither of them knew why.

Jack's hand moved back up to cup Kim's cheek gently in his hand as he deepened the kiss. Running his tongue across Kim's bottom lip, she immediately granted him access. He started memorizing every nook and cranny of it. He simply could get enough of her.

After a few moments, Jack pulled away so they could both receive some much needed air. Almost immediately he brushed her hair aside and started decorating her neck with kissing, sucking gently on her collar bone.

"What the hell are we doing?" Kim panted. Jack pulled away from her neck so he could look her straight in the eye.

"I have no idea." He said honestly, before re connecting their lips once again.

It was truly the perfect moment. Something the both of them have been fighting for the longest time. It didn't take very long for it to get extremely heated.

Considering they were both already shirtless, it was a lot more sexual than it needed to be.

Jack had decided that he had lost his mind, he was making out with his best friend. The sad part was nothing had ever felt so right in his life. He knew he shouldn't take advantage of Kim, if she wanted him to stop he would no questions asked. Though this may be his only chance of any form of intimacy with her, so he was going to take it and run.

That's when he made a daring move.

He moved his hands so they were both placed just below Kim's butt. Realizing what Jack was attempting to do, she used leverage from her arms around his neck to help herself onto him, so she was straddling his waist. Smiling into their most recent kiss, Jack fixed his position so that he had Kim in a firm hold. Carrying her, he walked a couple steps over to his bed, before collapsing on it, him landing softly on top of Kim.

To say she was shocked was an understatement. No she wasn't complaining but never in her life would see ever expect Jack to be this forward. After about three seconds, she recovered, tangling her hands in his messy brown hair, pulling him completely on top of her.

Seeing that he had her permission, Jack wasted no time. He carefully forced his way in between her legs, clashing their hips together. Gently moving his hand up the back of her bare torso, he arched her back so both hands could mover under her freely. Then he made another daring move.

He unhooked her bra.

Before continuing, he broke away from Kim's lips and brought his mouth towards her ear. "Tell me if you want me to stop." He whispered to her.

Kim took a few moments to think it through. Did she want him to stop? That went hand in hand with the question that is she going to regret it tomorrow. "No."

Jack pulled back slightly so he was yet again staring at Kim's flawless face. "You sure?" He panted. Forcing her to do anything she didn't want to would ruin their friendship. As long as it was mutual there was at least something here to save.

Kim shook her head slightly. "No." She answered honestly, before pulling him down and kissing his again.

They continued to share a meaningful kiss as Jack hesitantly slid her bra straps down and the off her body, and then threw it off the bed completely. When he slowly pulled away, he made sure his gaze never left Kim's eyes until she was ready.

She wasn't ready.

As soon as her brain processed the fact she was strip naked from the waist up in front of Jack, Kim completely froze. She never freezes. Not once, not ever. Something just came over her. She flung her arms, crossing then in front of her body, covering herself. As her eyelids slammed shut and her head turned away from Jack.

It was almost like all the thoughts she should of had in the past five minutes hit her all at once. All of a sudden she felt embarrassed and afraid. What if Jack was displeased, or he laughed at her. She had no idea why she was feeling this way.

She wasn't an unattractive person. Kim failed to think so, but from the constant wolf whistles and failed attempts at hitting on her, she had to admit that she had something going for her. So, if it wasn't the fact she disliked her appearance, then what was it?

It's not like it's here first time.

Kim had lost it about a year ago to a boy who promised her forever. Jeremy had told Kim she was the one, and that he loved her and that he'd do anything for her. It was all just a sick game to get in her pants, and he succeeded. Jeremy was the boy who completely broke Kim Crawford.

After two weeks she had managed to recover and confront him just so he could tell her she was nothing but a whore.

That word disgusted Jack. He was probably the most pissed about the whole situation, Kim was more sad. Days he sat with her, cuddling, just letting her cry onto his chest for him to rub her hair smoothly, telling her everything was going be ok. Jack simply couldn't wrap his head around what he did. If you are going to take a girls virginity, then call her a whore, you sir deserve to be punched in the face, and that's exactly what Jack did.

So if it wasn't the fact it was her first time, because it wasn't, then why was she so embarrassed? The only reasonable reason she could think of was the fact she valued Jack's opinion. For some reason he didn't approve, she'd be crushed.

While Kim was thinking about all this, Jack didn't think. He simply acted. Moving slightly, Jack brought his face down to the top of her shorts, placing a gentle kiss on her flat stomach. Slowly, he began moving up, placing soft kisses on her stomach as he went.

Kim's body completely tensed as the shivers ran up and down her spine.

Jack continued until he reached her arms. He moved over them, capturing Kim's lips with his own. As she melted into the kiss, he carefully removed her arms that were firmly crossed across her chest. Slipping his hands into hers he intertwined their fingers pulling her arms over her head.

He backed away from the kiss, looking deep into Kim's eyes. She was completely exposed now, but he didn't care. All he could see where these memorizing brown eyes that he couldn't seem to escape from.

"You're beautiful." He breathed. With a gulp, Kim shifted, pulling Jack down into another loving kiss.

It was those two words that set the mood for the rest of the night.

-O-O-O-

Kim's eyes fluttered opened once more, just like she did this morning. The difference was, she knew exactly where she was, and exactly what had happened.

She caught herself smiling at the memory, as she snuggled farther into Jack's bare chest. Letting out a sigh, Kim closed her eyes again. It was amazing how exhausted she was.

Her sigh ticking his stomach, Jack let a chuckle escape his lips. He moved his free hand so he could remove the beautiful blonde hair our of her flawless face, as his other one was occupied by being in a protective position around her waist. He smiled down at her, remembering their recent events. Letting out a sigh of his own, he let his body relax. He was extremely tired.

"Kim." He said softly.

"Mmmhmm." She responded, voice slightly muffled from his chest.

"Look at me."

"No."

"No?"

"Yes, no."

"Huh?"

"I'm too tired." Kim whinned, shifting again, pulling herself slightly on to him. Jack didn't mind though. In fact, he found it rather comforting her being this close him. He knew she was safe.

"So you can't look at me? We just did that and you're too tired to look at me?" Jack argued playfully. When he received no response, he used his free hand to capture her chin and move her head to look at him. Letting out a sigh, Kim rotated. She was on her stomach with one hand outstretched over Jack, the other being used to support he head. "Do you regret it?"

"No. Do you?"

"No." He said simply.

"Good." She answered, kissing him lightly one final time before relaxing completely in his hold. He snaked his arms around her so his was in a comfortable position, her lying in his arms.

"What does that make us?"

"Friends with Benefits."

"You do realize they fall in love at the end of that movie, right?"

"It's just a movie Jack." Kim responded weakly. Before they knew it, the exhaustion had hit them, and sleep took over, but not before Jack placed one final kiss upon her forehead.

"Yep." He sighed to himself. "Friends with benefits."

-O-O-O-


DONE! OMG 8,500 WORDS.

OK, longest chapter I've ever written.

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