Breaking the fall- Kick and Kedall fan fiction. I do not own KBSDD. So this is a small fic that was requested. I hope you like. Please review and if there is something wrong notify me. I imagined this when they are teens, maybe high school. I don't know. I hope you enjoy.

It was a normal day. Even though he was lonely. What is a summer without his best friend here to witness his acts and stunts? But it was all Gunther's parent's idea to drag him away on a small vacation to a remote island.

He was pushing his skateboard when he heard something that made him almost fall to the ground. It approximately sounded like a dog being killed. Though as he found his balance and kept moving forward the sound got worse and more distinct. He almost wished it was a dog, she kind of acted like that around him, as if she were about to eat his face out. Usually he would ignore this but he guessed that this time it was different, he couldn't.

He could see Kendall on the steps of her home…crying. He never saw this before. Her hair was messed up as if she rolled over a couple of times, her eyes and nose looked like red lights from traffic lights which in a way seemed ironic because he stopped as if it were indicated to.

He was looking from afar as she sobbed. He tilted his head to the side as if this sight brought great bewilderment to him. She still hadn't notice him there. Still.

He could walk away right now and ignore her for the rest of her mourning but he didn't know what was keeping him nailed to the ground. Had he lost his mind? But seeing her sad made him sort of… sad too. They were enemies he could affirm that. Though it didn't mean he wanted her dead. And he couldn't stand her unknown depressing affair. It was kind of like seeing a dog killed but somehow more humane and realistic. Because a dog is just a dog and a person is just a person. Though at the moment he couldn't decide which one was her. But he guessed she was the person.

So, ignoring all sarcasm in his head and the voice telling him to stop, that it was a bad idea he moved forward.

"Kendall?" he intervened gently on one sob as he approached.

She jumped at the sound of his voice and when she found his glance she quickly started to wipe her eyes. "What- what is it Clarence?"

"Are you okay?" He stopped walking skateboard in hand; he bet that it was safer to have an arm's reach distance. Just in case.

"Yeah." the sarcasm in her voice was very clear but then again the only sarcasm he could take was his and that was only moments ago.

"Oh, I get it Kendall." He huffed arrogantly figuring her massage that she wanted to be alone, then seeing how her face fell he tried to mend things. "The allergies this season brings. Whoa, makes one cry for days without end."

Kendall seemed to relax but wasn't less annoyed. "What are you doing here Buttowski?"

His mind went in blank. What was he doing there, anyways? That was what he should be asking himself. "I, uh, what- what are you doing here?"

"This is my house." She answered as it wasn't any less obvious. "Shouldn't you be with Gunther or something?"

"Yeah…" he answered hollowed. "Well, he is on vacation and I'm stuck here alone. Shouldn't you be with Ronaldo or something?" He repeated with small alterations.

Her eyes grew wide then filled with tears. Before he could see much further she looked the other way. "Yeah… well, we aren't technically together anymore."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

The silence that dragged out was tensed that he might think of doing a stunt then and there. But with this new information he couldn't stop and think about important things… So, they split. He wondered why that was such a shock to him. He guessed he would have seen them grow old and stuff together. It was a forever thing. He would have never thought that Ronaldo would have the courage to call it over or so he thought. But then again, didn't he just saw Kendall crying? Which brought him to where he was now. She was still looking away. He didn't notice how miserable she looked with her bloodshot eyes until now.

"What," he couldn't help but ask, "happened?"

Kendall snapped her head to him, she turned a darker shade of red. "If it's okay with you Clarence I like to keep my privacy."

"Oh, okay. Whatever." Now he felt embarrassed. He had to change the subject. "Ronaldo is not worth it, anyways," instead he murmured.

"What?" Kendall asked way too loudly.

"That guy's aren't worth crying for." He said way too loudly too. "Though I may say that stunts are."

"What's so great about stunts, anyhow?" she seemed calmer now. But he doesn't really know. Maybe the minute he turns away she will begin her rant.

"Well," he tried to keep himself centered in the present. "They make me feel and I suppose others too, alive. No worries. Nothing. It's just a second were my mind is not thinking about what's going on today."

"I'm surprise. I always concluded you never thought on daily basis."

He blinked three times then turned on his heel and started to retreat. That's what he should get and worse for trying to be a good civilian to Kendall, he lectured himself. For the next time he will know better than to do such dare-devilish acts and that coming from him, suburban daredevil. You learn from your mistakes.

"Wait, Kick!" Kendall shouted from behind.

"If it's okay with you Kendall, I like to keep my privacy."

"It was supposed to be a joke." She explained.

"It was? Because I was sure you just insulted my ego on purpose." He felt a hand grip at him and he turned around to see Kendall scowling. "What?"

"I don't want to think," she started, her face cracking, "at least not over think. I don't want to worry about tomorrow when I don't know what's going on today. I want to live."

Kick rubbed her hand away as he raised an irritated eyebrow. "And what do you want me to do about it?"

"I want to do a stunt." She answered. "I don't want to think. About anything."

Kick tried to hide the smug of satisfaction reach his face. But he did anyways. "Really?"

Kendall looked serious. "Yeah."

Twenty minutes later Kick stood outside of his neighborhood, on the end of a big empty road that might as well be a mountain waiting for Kendall to come down on his skateboard. He had discovered this inhabitant blacktop when Gunther had first gone away on vacation. It was convenient because it was a closed kind of uphill road. Well convenient for him. It sort of found its purpose now as Kendall looked at Kick from the top.

Earlier he had demonstrated how to do the stunt that she is currently about to deliver but it seemed that now she had second's thoughts as she looked warily down.

"Come on!" he protested. "Do it already."

"I don't know about this!" She yelled back as she fidgeted with her pink helmet.

"Remember what I told you? Just throw yourself on the road if you think you're not going to make it head for the grass from the sides. That will keep you from killing yourself." He mumbled the last part.

"What was that?"

"That," he began, "will keep you from hurting yourself."

"Okay." She assured more to herself than him. "I can do this."

"Just do it." He said defeated. He swears that if he knew it was going to take this long he might as well wouldn't have showed this to her. "Do it for Ronaldo!"

"What?" She crossed her arms. "I might as well don't."

"Do you hate him?" when she didn't answer he figured that that was a yes. It strangely pleased him to know. "Do it because you hate him."

"If I die in the attempt then it wouldn't be worth it, would it?"

"Um," he knew she was right. It made sense. "Do it for yourself."

"Fine."

Kick watched from below as Kendall inhaled, then how she stepped on his skateboard and with a swift movement threw herself from the top of the road. Her face was panicked but at the same time he could sense the fierceness pouring out of her skin. For a moment she didn't appear as though twenty minutes ago she was crying her eyes out. She looked dared.

Then everything crumbled as she started to wobble on a zigzag. One leg going on all direction as the other was glue to the board. This wasn't good. At. All. More or less because she was going to crash into him.

It was too late now. So he just stiffened as he waited for it. He heard her scream.

It was much worse than he would have thought. It felt like a truck ran over a frog and he was the frog. They rolled over three times until the silky grass from the side stopped them. Kick's body burned and ached everywhere except his head, because that was where he had his helmet. Even with this his head still managed to pulse.

A moan came from on top of him and he realized he couldn't breathe. Just as he noticed Kendall was the cause of this. So, hands trembling with bruises he grabbed Kendall from his chest and pulled her to the side. She groaned dreadfully.

"This," he admitted, "had gone so much better in my head."

"You," Kendall took a gulp of air, "were never good with scenarios."

"What makes you think that?"

"I don't know," she played dumb. "All you're stunts gone terribly bad that had worked so much better in your mind."

Kick pretended to laughed, though it was bitterly. "Well, Kendall, you're a stunt gone terribly bad."

"Likewise." Her small giggle was genuine.

Kick started chuckle too. At least something good came of something horribly horrendous, he guessed. Guessed. "If you had only listened to me."

"I certainly did." She shocked on an arrogant snort.

"Tell me then: why did I broke your fall?"

"Because," this time her voice had no trace of laugher, "Ronaldo broke the wire."

Kick turned to her engrossed just to find that she was staring back. This look he had never seen before and he feared he didn't want to know why it was. "What are you talking about?"

"They say privacy isn't the best policy…"

"What?" his stomached screamed for him to run. He didn't.

"You want to know why Ronaldo called things off?" She asked in a matter of fact. She made it sound like a mystery that was too ordinarily stupid. Maybe it was. He had a great grief that it wasn't.

"Why?" he whispered in hope that she would hear him and if not it be the same to him because he had a feeling that he didn't really want to know.

The look in her eyes was piercing. It was clear she heard him. "Because you were breaking the fall since the start."

A/n: Please review my life depends on it XD
I am not kidding o - o