Hello fellow Kickin' It writers and or readers! This is going to be a bunch of drabbles, one-shots, and song-fics about Jack and Kim. I do know that Jack and Kim are the most used subject(s) but I couldn't resist. Oh, and if you guys come up with a better name then 'Nap Time,' please share.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Kim stumbled into the dojo, looking exhausted. Her eyes were half-closed and she still had her cheer uniform on with her heavy homework laden book bag on her shoulder.

"Whoa! Kim, what's wrong?" Eddie asked as the male Wasabi Warriors ran up to her. Milton took off her book bag and she collapsed against the nearest person, which happened to be Jack.

"Seriously Kim, you look like you've been up all night on a sugar high." Jerry exclaimed.

Kim nodded. "I was up all night. Studying for the math test, memorizing cheers, finishing last minute project details, I barely slept a wink." Jack steered her towards the benches.

"Well, you're going to sleep now."

"What? No!" Kim struggled out his grasp just to be caught by Rudy and Jerry.

"Guys, let go! I have to train!" She swatted Jerry away and attempted a roundhouse kick on Eddie. Milton, Eddie, and Jerry backed away with their hands up but Rudy and Jack grabbed her, knowing she wouldn't really hurt them…maybe.

Kim aimed a kick towards Rudy but he blocked it and she tried punching and kicking Jack but he blocked and side-stepped. Defeated, she let Jack lay her down on the hard bench. She huddled under the sweatshirt that they laid on top of her. After sharing a worried glance Rudy, Jerry, Eddie, Milton, and Jack went back to training. Kim fell asleep quickly to the sounds if punches and kicks.

Kim awoke a few hours later still feeling pretty tired. She flipped over and was startled to see someone still in the dojo. She watched Jack in awe as he jumped, spun, kicked and punched. He had improved, and that was saying something as he was great to begin with. He sent a flurry of punches to a group of dummies so fluently and quickly Kim wouldn't have believed it if the rubber training tools weren't lying on the ground. Kim silently pulled her phone out her pocket and saw that she had three new messages from Grace. She typed a quick message explaining her mood and why she didn't answer. She checked the time and was shocked to see it was 6:17; she had been sleeping for around two hours! Groaning silently she stretched on the small bench. Suddenly, a loud chirp emitted from her phone. Wincing, she watched as Jack stopped in the middle of his routine and turned towards her.

Instantly, a smile bloomed on his face and Kim couldn't help but grin back. Something inside her fluttered but Kim shook that off as sleep deprivation.

"Feeling better?" Jack asked innocently while he sat down at the opposite side of the bench she was on. She giggled and pulled her knees under her chin.

"Well, considering the fact that you had to practically wrestle me to lay down, I guess so. I'm still really tired though. Where are the guys?" Kim let out a huge yawn and she quickly covered her mouth with her hands. "Oops!"

Jack laughed. "Glad to hear. Milton, Jerry, and Eddie left around five to go home and Rudy left about half an hour ago. I decided to finish practicing my form and Rudy was fine with it as long as someone locked up for the night."

Kim nodded and rested back on her elbows. "I think I'm going to practice for a little bit, since you didn't let me earlier! Are you about to leave?" Kim silently prayed that he wouldn't go. She crossed her fingers behind her back and smiled hopefully at Jack. She blushed as he beamed back.

"Nah, I really need to work on my forms and kicks. I don't know why but they don't seem that good. Oh, and I can tell you want me to stay by the way you crossed your fingers behind your back, as if I couldn't see them." Jack rolled his eyes playfully and Kim collapsed back in surprise. Grinning, Jack got up and offered a hand to Kim. She took it gratefully and pulled herself up.

They both practiced for a while, jumping and kicking and punching and spinning. They judged each other for improvement and helped each other remember forgotten stances. They had practiced for approximately two hours and Kim was feeling exhausted again. They both had sheer coats of sweat glistening on their skin and their hair was both damp with sweat. Kim stumbled to the water fountain and rejoiced in the freezing water. She turned and leaned against it, wiping water from her lips. Her head lolled slightly to the side and she felt a wave of sleepiness overcome her. She swayed forwards and back, head nodding, eyes threatening to close. She let them shut for just a minute and fell slightly forwards, until Jack wrapped his arms around her shoulders to keep her upright.

"Still tired, eh?" Jack asked.

Kim shook her head. "Uh-uh, so not…tired." She snuggled into Jack's arms and fitted her head into his neck. She breathed in his scent deeply, it was intoxicating. She felt herself slipping slowly away to sleep. She was vaguely aware of a rising sensation before being overcome by darkness tainted by Jack's scent.

Jack could feel Kim slipping away. Her breathing was becoming deep, and slow, and steady. Her head was a slight pressure on his shoulder and her arms were draped lazily around his torso. Her body was leaning the slightest bit forwards, onto him. He smiled as he felt her eyelashes close against his neck. She was asleep.

He waited for a minute, so she could fall deeper asleep, and then swept his right arm under Kim's legs gently. He slipped his left arm beneath her arm and over her right shoulder so he was holding her securely. Her head rolled onto his shoulder again and her warm breath made Jack shiver slightly. Jack set Kim down on a bench while he thought of a plan.

He ran outside as a thought hit him like a lightning bolt. He wheeled his skateboard in from its place outside. Once inside, jack stuffed Kim's gym bag into her book bag and slung that over his shoulder. He tossed his bag onto his other shoulder and gently wheeled the skateboard to Kim. Changing his mind, Jack fitted the two huge bags between his legs on top of the skateboard. After making sure Rudy's office was locked, everything was gathered up, and he wasn't missing anything, He gently picked up Kim into his arms. She stirred slightly and fluttered her eye lids but didn't wake. Jack boarded out and hit the lights on the way out.

Jack boarded through the grey night, avoiding all bumps he came to memorize. Even though he'd only moved a month and a half ago, he felt like he had been here forever.

Jack felt Kim shift in his arms and he kicked a little harder. Dark trees and objects illuminated by the full moon flew past as Jack skated his way to Kim's house. Finally, h saw her house loom ahead. He skidded into her driveway and stepped of his skateboard carefully.

With one arm, Jack grabbed Kim's bag, heaved it onto his shoulder, and walked up to the front door. Fishing out his phone, Jack typed in Kim's house phone, he knew that Kim's parents weren't home yet, they had date nights on Fridays and Kim's brother knew better than to answer the door late at night.

After three rings someone answered the phone. "Hello? Jack."

"Hey, Zack. Can you open the front door for me?"

"Sure. Where's Kim."

"Oh…she's with me."

"Okay. Be right there."

"Thanks." Sure enough, Zack opened the front door and stepped back so Jack could get in.

"Hey. I'm gonna take Kim up to her room. Thanks again." Jack whispered before starting up the stairs.

"It's no problem."

Jack pushed Kim's door open and laid her down gently on her perfectly made bed. He dropped her bag next to her door, where she always put it, and spread a blanket over Kim. She shifted a little but stayed asleep, fortunately. On instinct, Jack leaned down and gave Kim a hug, brushing his nose across her hair. She looked so peaceful, he couldn't help it.

With one last glance, Jack walked out Kim's room and out the front door, with a handshake and a smile to Zack.

Kim woke with a start. Dreams of skateboards and little brothers dance behind her eyes. It didn't mean anything, did it? She looked around and realized she was back in her mint green room. She stumbled out of bed, not noticing her clothes, and into her living room, where Zack was.

"Morning, Zack."

"Hey Kim. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes…" Kim answered suspiciously. As she stumbled into the kitchen to get some cereal she realized she smelled faintly of Jack.

Eh, I liked it better in my head. Not my best, at all, but I hope I didn't let you guys down or bored you.

I would love any CC on grammar, but no flames, unless you really want to.

~WireWriter

P.S I had this idea about a month and a half before the 'Kung Fu Cop' episode came out, so don't sue me.