Mila and Zack were sparring in the ring in the gym like usual while feeling happy. Zack spun and snapped both fingers, before pointing confidently at the MMA champ with a smirk.

"How could you guess? The moment you decided to do this with me, there wasn't even a need to say it." He said.

"Fine. So I suppose, we should really take it up and notch. Let's go!" She responded as she smiled.

But before any of the two could even think about proceeding with their bout... the loading-clank of a gun was heard. Mila froze in her tracks as she slowly turned her head to the direction from where she heard the sound of bullets being loaded into a weapon. She saw the very person, that made her entire blood freeze together. It was her brother... Mark. And he was pointing with his pistol in her direction, ready to shoot a hole through her chest. Just as he smiled in crazy way...the noise was heard and the bullet began leaving the gun and heading straight to Mila's chest like a missile. But, before it could penetrate in her body, Zack grabbed her and pushed her away in the last second. This resulted in him getting shot in his chest instead of Mila. Just as she was on the ground, she dared to look at the direction to where Zack was supposed to be next to her...and she saw him...on the ground bleeding a lot from his chest and very close to die. And she couldn't help, but to look shocked before screaming his name in despair.

Her screaming was followed with her abruptly opening her eyes and waking up. It was just a nightmare.

Cold sweat was running down her face, as she brushed one of her hands through her hair, only to then quickly stand up and go to the bathroom and freshen herself up with some cool water. She looked at herself in the mirror, before wiping the sweat off of her forehead.

"We better shouldn't go to the gym tomorrow... I think my brother knows, that I will and-"

She then stopped and she remembered the words he said when she was captured, along with Zack. The fact that his spy managed to discover where she apparently lived other than knowing that she worked in that diner.

"No no, that can't be true. He doesn't know what I do! And I don't think he knows where I go to train. And remember what Zack told you, forget him…and move on."

She then used an hypothesis that Mark most likely was arrested by the police as a sign to cheer herself up. She let out a long sigh before leaving the bathroom and returning to her bed, as it was still night. She sat on it and stared at her entire room for a while as her mind wasn't completely freed of anxiety of what Mark could have in mind, if what he stated to her was true. She did her best to calm down and resumed sleeping. And to her luck, fell asleep again... but was that even luck?

The next day, Mila was already preparing her training MMA stuff in her backpack and headed to the gym. She remember her agreement with Zack to each other there in the morning, so this might be the perfect opportunity to go and train, just so that she could forget her brother for a while.

"Time for some training. I hope Zack doesn't get late." She thought.

But after having taken her stuff with her and she finally arrived at the gym... she saw Zack, on the other side of the gym, sitting on a bench with casual clothes instead of his Muay Thai gear. She felt surprised after seeing him there. She couldn't help but noticing that he sure was punctual.

"Zack? You're already here?" She said as she approached him.

Zack turned his head to see her and smiled before waving her and standing up from the bench.

"Hey, good morning, Mily! Yeah, I was here ten minutes ago."

This comment made Mila feel once more surprised before felt kinda fired up as she wanted to have a sparring match with him.

"That's cool! So...are you ready for some sparring?"

That question made Zack raise his eyebrows in confusion before chuckling nervously.

"Uhh...sorry, Mila. I didn't bring my training clothes. I didn't know that by meeting each other here, you meant that." He said.

Mila comically looked at him with slit eyes and spoke in a sulky tone. "...Dork. I infected you with my forgetting-syndrome."

The DJ had to chuckle.

"Probably. But maybe not completely…I just need to get used to how you like to spend time." He told her.

Mila sighed in a relaxed way before then feeling a little bit annoyed. Because with Zack not bringing his training gear to have a sparring match with her...meant that she had to train alone.

"Hey look, if you want, I can quickly return back to my house and-"

"No no, it doesn't matter. As long as you still keep me company...It's alright to me." She told him.

Despite her training on her own, the fact that Zack was at least present, keeping her company, was more than enough for her personally. At this point, somehow, it motivated her to keep on exercising, with Zack watching, so her cheeks got a light shade of pink, because of this.

"At least... you are watching over me... should something happen. You proved it to me, yesterday..."

Zack showed simply a smirk as a response before sitting on the bench again. Mila began walking into the changing rooms for the females to change herself into her MMA gear. The change was slow, because, after what happened the day before, still didn't leave her mind. She just couldn't stop thinking of what her brother told her after he kidnapped both her and Zack.

"That was one of my henchmen. A spy, so to speak. He is supposed to follow every single one of your steps, until he reached place you apparently live in."

Those words echoed in her brain, as she still feared that he could do something very stupid. She began thinking that he could barge into her house and destroy everything while she was outside...or he could find out the gym she currently was and do exactly what she dreamed. She didn't know if Mark could go this far...but at the same time it gave her anxiety.

"Forget him, Mila...pretend that this accident never occurred..." She said to herself as she finally finished gearing up.

She walked back to where Zack was...and upon seeing her, Zack stood up with a slight hint of concern due to Mila's uneasiness returning to her. He put his hand on one of her shoulders, before brushing across it with his hand.

"Whatever it is, that you're thinking... better forget it now, it's better this way." He said.

His touch made Mila's cheeks redder still, but she knew, he was right... he must have somehow sensed, that something was wrong with her.

"How did you...?"

"All I have to do is look in your eyes and they will immediately tell me, if you're lying to me or not. It's THAT simple with you." He told her.

Despite Zack knowing that she wasn't feeling like she usually was, she still felt uneasy...but at the same time, she tried to hide it.

"Don't worry about me, though. I may not feel completely happy...but this cannot stop me from training my body." She said.

Zack attempted to show a smile to her in attempt to relieve her, but it failed as she was actually serious in that moment. She approached a punching-bag nearby and started jabbing against it. Zack watched her doing this, as he then shrugged and returned to sit down on the bench. While she kept throwing her strong punches and kicks, Zack began playing some games on his phone to pass time, after watching her going all out at the beginning. But after a while...he had to stop playing with his phone after hearing loud battle cries coming from her. He could see that she was getting angry while attacking the punching bag. Almost everyone else around them looked at the female Spanish in confusion. This didn't seem to mind Mila one bit. Zack could sense that now she was really acting strange.

"Mark...you...!" She said while looking at the punching-bag, despite, in her vision, she was seeing her hated brother.

She resumed punching the box-sack with absolute force, to the point that she was almost about to lose her mind. Her coach immediately intervened, before Zack could, and began holding Mila from attacking the box-sack again.

"Mila, snap out of this!" The coach said.

And for some reason, she was quick to snap out of her rampage on the box sack, as she then looked around and had to ask in a confused way.

"Wait a minute... what did just happen...?! What did I do?" Mila questioned in a shocked away.

"It's OK, calm down. You only lost control of yourself for a moment there, but it seems, you are fine now. Still, whatever it is, that you are feeling in this moment... better take my advice and cool down first, because training in bad shape like this, is a little counterproductive." The coach explained before tapping her shoulder and walked away.

The MMA champ, after realized that she went in a rampage and was losing control, sighed depressed and sat at the edge of the ring behind the ropes. She could hear footsteps coming right closer to her. It was Zack who approached her and this time he really looked concerned and sat down next to her.

"Let me guess...it's your brother, eh?" He asked.

She was in silence...and that was more than enough for Zack to understand that what he guessed was true.

"Why can't you try to forget him for a second? I know that I said that I will help you...but I'm not always there with you, you know. Somehow you'll have to try to get over it yourself." He added.

Mila looked at him with a neutral look.

"You think it's very easy? How can I get over him entirely when this accident that just happened yesterday night...just when I thought he would never go this far with that beef he had with me years ago...and when he just sent one of his goons to spy on me and figuring out what I do and where I live! I even got a nightmare where he...he-"

Since Zack was the one to save himself AND Mila from Mark, he could predict, what she was about to say, so he put his hand over hers to try and calm her down, before she could even start losing control once more and he looked at her in seriousness again.

"I get it... you are probably afraid of not only your well-being, but also of mine, since it was me, who got us out of this mess in the first place. But, hehe... if he wants to get rid of me too now, it won't be easy. I may not look like it, but attempting to erase me from existence would require a lot more than just a few insults and empty threats like the ones he spat at the two of us." He assured her.

These words were suddenly already making Mila feel a little bit better. She was pleased the fact that someone was showing support for something personal like her issue with her brother. But then she had to look a bit gloom again because she feared that Mark could be unpredictable and have some dirty tricks in mind, or that he, and his goons, could even have guns to threatened her. She might knew how to defend herself from people who would try to attack her with bare hands...but when it came to people with firearms, it was a different situation. And she didn't know if Zack had to deal with people with guns or not.

"Look how about this: Forget this problem right now...and focus on training. And after you're done...I'll first drive you to your house, so that you can quickly check if nothing strange happened in there. And then...how about we go to my house tonight, so then I can help you more in trying to get over this problem of yours?" Zack suggested.

Now Mila really felt surprised. She felt her happiness and her optimistic demeanor growing back, even if not completely yet. She never would have imagined that Zack cared about her like this. And so without even thinking too much, she hugged him.

"Zack, I appreciate for how you're helping me, really."

Zack first hesitated. But then he returned the embrace, while a satisfied grin began to form on his lips. He also had to admit, that... unlike all the other girls, so far, Mila slowly but surely, proved to him to be one of a kind... but he had to put this thought on aside, as Mila had to train now. And thanks to his encouraging words, the MMA champ was already back in action, as she started punching a new box-sack, with Zack keeping a good eye on her. This time, Zack could see that Mila was more focused on the training and her thoughts about Mark were slowly going away...but not entirely. Sometimes she had to stop whenever she felt a bit uneasy again. But when she thought about Zack's words and how he showed all his support, she found her fighting spirit rising again. The DJ followed her whenever she went to do another type of training like lifting dumbbells, doing push-ups and so on. After a few hours passed, Mila decided to stop as she felt satisfied with the result. Zack went to check her conditions.

"Everything going ok?" He asked.

She panted in exhaustion before looking at him with a smile. "Yes...and I must admit: your presence and will to help me, made my training even more thrilling than the other times. Thanks, Zack!"

Zack had to feel very happy on the inside. The fact that finally someone, aside from Niki, was really showing approval in his presence… and not being annoyed like how some other people do, most of the times, due to his usual silly attitude. He felt that he finally did another good thing, other than when he saved Helena Douglas's life. He was going through a more lonely phase, ever since Helena set him free from work for a while, but now... with Mila beginning to put all her faith in him, for having saved her life, he had to grin to himself.

"Guess getting called off from work by Mrs. Douglas wasn't such a bad idea after all..."

But then he realized, he accidently said that out loud and Mila heard it unfortunately. And now he feared, she might misunderstand his thoughts and declare him as a perv, but... now he realized, Mila wasn't the aggressive type of girl. And with her acting naive again, she had to ask, while looking at him with innocent eyes.

"Zack, are you alright?" She questioned.

"Oh! Yes, yes, I am! Sorry, seems my lonely phase seems to get the best of me sometimes and I end up talking to myself, hehehe..." Zack said while nervous sweat ran down the sides of bald head, fearing the worst. But he then sighed in relief, as Mila began to smile once more, in a forgiving way.

"We all have moments, where our weakness gets exposed, no need to apologize." She said.

Hearing this from her, made his fondness for her grew even more. He could notice that Mila was different from the other ladies he encountered. She kinda reminded him of Hitomi for some reasons. He then accompanied her at the corridor, where it leaded to the changing room for the females. Afterwards, Zack went out of the gym to wait for her to come out. It took a little while for her to arrive. And there she was, again dressing in her casual clothes and with her bag with the training stuff inside.

"About time. Did something happen that made you take this long?" He asked.

"Well, I couldn't find you. You could have told me first that you were about to wait for me outside of the gym." She responded.

Zack raised his eyebrows before chuckling nervously as she was right. But surprisingly to him, Mila was not mad for something like this. If anything...she simply chuckled as well.

"Ok, now I guess I REALLY infected you with my forgetting-syndrome, eh?" She said as she joked.

Zack then laughed. "The longer I stick with you, the more your claim wins credibility."

He then noticed Mila looking exhausted. But all he had to do now was to simply go quickly to her house to check if everything was ok in there, as well as leaving her backpack in there. So that she would not be stressed for the rest of the day. He made a gesture to her to follow him on the car and they jumped in.

"Ok, then. First we shall go to your house so that you can leave your stuff in there, and check if nothing terrible happened while you were here. And then...we shall go to my house. Something tells me, you'd like to know, how a silly person like me lives, eh?" He asked with a smirk.

She widely smiled and already proved to be excited for this.

"I AM curious, alright. So... what are we waiting for?"

"Nothing... as we are off NOW!"

And with that, he immediately speeded off in a flash, to let Mila check out her own apartment to see through, if something happened... but after she looked through everything and she put her stuff back into her room, she felt relieved as the house was exactly how she left it when she headed to the gym in the morning. All of her anxiety about what could have happened now that Mark was there, simply began to decrease as she felt much better now. She locked the door and returned to Zack's car again. The DJ could see that the happiness in Mila's face didn't fade away when she was returning. And once she jumped back inside the car, Zack smirked at her.

"So I take it that everything is ok in there, like I suspected?"

"Yup. You were right...I shouldn't worry too much."

That was music in his ears. As a sign of celebration, he put on some funky music on the radio while he drove to his house. While doing so, he raised the volume of the music while he danced his head at the right rhythm and even singing to the song at the same time. However, while doing this, he could barely hear Mila saying anything. And so, to understand what she was saying, Zack turned down the volume a little.

"Were you saying something?" He questioned.

"Y-Yeah...could you please not raise the volume this high? I'm not very used, you know..."

Zack then comically looked at her in a sulking way.

"Sorry, didn't know that. Hope I will not forget this little problem the next time you are with me here…otherwise I'd become like you in forgetting things. "

"Oh but in my book, It's already official that you are like ME now." She said while smiling.

"...which i don't mind, if I want to be honest."

Both started laughing together as they made their way to Zack's residence. Watching the destination from a distance, already made Mila raise her eye-brows, as they were now standing in front of a huge and expensive-looking penthouse. Her jaw dropped in astonishment.

"So this is where YOU live?" She asked with absolute surprise.

Without having second thoughts, he wrapped one arm around her shoulders as well as looking at his house too.

"Yep. Incredible, eh? I bet, on the inside, you'll like it more." He told her as he exited the car and Mila did the same as she followed him. The DJ took, from his pocket, his keys and began opening the door...before looking at Mila.

"...Welcome to paradise, Mily!" He said as he opened the door.

Mila walked inside and her astonishment grew even more than before. She could see, how expensive this entire apartment looked on the inside... she could see a huge TV, about as big as one from a little cinema, one huge sofa in the middle with a little table in front of it. And this was only the living room. As Zack showed her the entire apartment in every corner, everything looked like Zack had seemingly never feared high expenses. The bath-tub looked like if five people could fit in it and once she got to see Zack's bedroom, it got the same thing like the bath-tub. Multiple people could be worn by this huge bed and it wouldn't snap an inch... this how impressive the architecture looked.

"So...what do you think?" Zack asked with a smirk.

Upon hearing that question, Mila simply turned slowly around to see him, revealing her shocked yet happy look. She felt very incredulous that this entire apartment was Zack's house.

"Zack...this entire house looks like if I'm in a club, like where we were yesterday, or something! It's totally awesome!" She said in excitement.

"Hehehe, I'm rich here. What did you expect?"

"I bet all the people, your friends, that spent their time here before me...felt excited and had a lot of fun here!"

That comment, however, made Zack feel a little bit said as he looked elsewhere.

"Actually no, Mila. If I have to be honest...you're the first person that has ever set foot here, other than myself."

Mila looked surprised upon hearing that.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, but... I am a loner here, whenever I do nothing."

"Oh... sorry, didn't mean to bring that up now..." Mila said.

"No biggie, I am used to this, ever since my island got destroyed... I wanted to remain out of public for a while and I ended up spending the rest of my cash in this entire penthouse-apartment..." He said.

He walked back in the living room, while Mila stared at his bedroom for a while. Despite her full admiration of the entire penthouse...she felt confused upon hearing Zack mentioning a destroyed island. She remembered once hearing something similar on the news years ago...but they never explained who were the people involved. So this meant that Zack was there. She wanted to know more...however, something told her that it was better not, for the moment. She followed Zack, afterwards, in the living room and she saw him turning on the TV.

"Hey Mila! I'm putting some program here, at the TV. But at the same time, would you like to do something else just to kill time? I got plenty of things that we could do together here!" He said while looking at him with a wide smile.

"If you have a really good suggestion for whatever we shall watch, count me in." Mila responded as she smiled back and winked.

Zack comically ran to the kitchen and looked for proper snacks. "Alright, but wait a sec, I will be right back with the snacks. Get comfy and enjoy the show."

Mila giggled at this. She went over to sit on the huge couch. Once she did, she couldn't feel more relaxed than how she was right now, at how comfortable it was. After a while, Zack returned while bringing a plate with snacks as well as fruit juices. He carefully walked towards where Mila was...before he sadly stumbled, just as he was close. Fortunately, Mila noticed immediately.

"Watch out!" She shouted.

And before the DJ could accidentally overthrow the stuff...she grabbed the plate and Zack to prevent both him and the rest to fall down. Both stared at each other as they panted in exhaustion and somehow, also a bit of nervousness.

"T-Thanks, Mila."

"Hehehe, no problem. Just be more careful next time."

And with that, the two sat down and played the movie that Zack chose to watch. As the movie played out, slowly but surely, Mila began to feel so cozy, to the point, where she slowly started leaning her head against Zack's shoulder. And the two remained in that position as they kept watching the movie, until Zack slowly started to turn his head to see Mila cuddling up close to him. He had to smirk and then chuckle. After hearing the chuckling, Mila's eyes shot wide open as she snapped out of it and her entire face turned a deep shade of red and she comically lifted herself away from the Muay Thai fighter, shaking her hands frantically in defense.

"I am sorry! I am sorry! Didn't mean to touch you like that, I swear!" She quickly apologized.

But all she received after her attempt to apologize was a happy laugh from the DJ.

"Hahahahaha! Why are you apologizing? I didn't feel disturbed or what you might think! If anything...I found it enjoyable at how...cute, you looked, for a hot tomboyish girl like yourself!" He said.

When Zack said the words "hot" and "cute" in the same context, she felt like she was going to faint away, as she then comically fell back on the couch with her red face remaining red like a tomato. Zack slowly started to comically panic.

"Oh my god! What did I do wrong this time?!" Zack said shocked.

He was met with no response. Zack stood up from the couch and approached Mila closely to see if she was still alright.

"Mila...?" He whispered.

He could see her with wide eyes looking at the attic. She still was shocked at how Zack complimented her. The DJ was concerned because normally when he called women he liked, "cute" or "hot"...they would either tease him or simply giggle at him. He was unware that Mila, unlike other girls he met, was not used at being called like this, and it wasn't like her to be the type of aggressive woman, despite her being an MMA fighter. So, she simply felt speechless… and happy at the same time. She looked at him still in shock and with that deep blush on her cheeks.

"Y-You...really m-mean it...? Nobody has ever said that...like this to me..." She said.

This made Zack breath up in relief to see Mila being still in good shape and watching her actually being happy, that she was complimented just now by him, formed a smile on his lips too. For once, no teasing, because of him saying something. She returned to sat on the couch and Zack soon joined her and both resumed watching the movie. While watching the film, which was also an action martial arts one, since judging by how constantly Mila trained, the DJ got a feeling that she might enjoy these kind of movies. He guessed right as Mila liked the movie...but little did he know that half of her excitement was also for the compliment he just gave her. Also, as they watched the movie, both ate the snacks and drank some of the fruit juices that Zack brought.
After the movie finally ended it, Mila felt satisfied and stated that she loved it and Zack felt pleased at this. Since there was still time, the DJ decided to do other things in order to pass time. He brought her to a part of the living room where there was a table to play billiards. Zack stated that playing billiards was his favorite pass time. Sadly Mila was not an expert at playing the game, but still she decided to try. So the two went to play it...and it soon resulted in Zack winning the game, despite his help in trying to explain to Mila how to place the stick. She chuckled after losing.

"Oh well, I guess you're better than me at this game." She said.

"But I can feel that the more we'll play the next times you might be here again, the more you get used to it...and you will, one day, beat me. We will see." He responded.

Then, Zack decided to really show his silly side to her...or at least that's what he always thought. He asked her to sit on a chair that was nearby and she did so. Then, he went to the stereo and put on some funky music...and he then began dancing in an acrobatic way as well as performing something like the breakdance. Mila didn't see all this as "silly" in any way... on the contrary, she was seriously impressed at how well Zack can dance. She even stood up and offered to join him in the dance in which he immediately accepted. Even though, dancing was not her style, she didn't care and simply wanted to have fun, despite her hard time in trying to keep up with him.
The two went for a little dance together, until both realized, it was already really late... how quick times passes by. And she was the first to stop dancing and she then went to sit down and relax first from the heated, passionate dance with Zack.

"Hmmmm... this was all very fun and all... but now I am so tired..." She said as she felt sleepy.
Zack sighed in a tired way as he admitted that she had a point.

"You're right. So, let's get back to the car and-"

"Zack...I'm very tired to even walk..." She said before letting her body fall on the ground.
Luckily Zack caught her in time.

"Hey, easy there! Uhh...Sooo, where are you getting at?" He asked.

She let out a sleepy smile as she rested the side of her head on his shoulder.

"Is that fine to you...If I sleep here...? Are there more beds other than yours here...?"

Zack had to brush his hand behind the back of his head and chuckled.

"Didn't you see it? The bed of mine is so huge, that about six people could fit on it." He told her.

Mila had to blush again to herself, because of the idea of her sleeping with another person in the same room... not to mention, on the same bed.

"OK... but please... simply let me sleep there..." She tiredly said.

"Sure thing."

He helped her walking towards the bedroom, due to her being too tired to even walk normally. And once they arrived at the room, Mila let her back fall on the huge comfortable bed and felt much better already as she sighed in a relaxed way. Zack had to feel a bit turned on at this...before raising his eyebrows in surprise. Since this was unexpected...Mila did not have her pajamas as she didn't bring them.

"Oh, Mila...how are you going to sleep without your-"

"It doesn't matter, Zack. I'll simply take off my jacket, shoes and jeans."

Zack's jaw almost dropped at the thought of it as he turned around and felt a lot happy on the inside...the mere thought of sleeping with an attractive girl like this...even though he will have to man up and try not to act like a perv… or else, everything that went good so far would be ruined. However, Mila giggled a little, when she noticed Zack turning around.

"Hehe… I know what you're thinking, Zack."

Once Zack heard that, he knew, that disappointment awaited him. Since he should have kind of foreseen this to turn out like that. But on the other hand, he was positively surprised... she seemed to be proper, unlike other women he had met thus far.

"Just wait... let me just kick off my socks and my jacket..." She said.

"OK then... fair enough." He replied.

This reaction of his didn't leave a negative impression on Mila either. She actually first expected him to flirt with her and wait for her clothes to fall off, so that he can have his ways with her... but again, like most of the times, he didn't present himself in a bad light. Once Mila was finished and was prepared to sleep, Zack began staring at her like it seemed forever. Mila, of course, blushed a little...but at the same time she found it funny at the way he kept staring at her.

"Umm… Zack?"

After hearing her voice, Zack snapped out and returned to the current situation.

"Oh, s-sorry! Hehehe, forgive me...I just can't help it, you know? I'm pervy asshole..."

Mila had to giggle once more, but she didn't like the fact that he insulted himself like this. Especially for someone who appeared so nice, despite being silly. Zack then told her that he'll change himself quickly in the bedroom and she nodded.
Upon returning, Zack noticed that Mila was already sleeping purely. He had to watch with a confident smile. He silently climbed into the bed and he could see her eyes closed as she slept. He was, also, without his sunglasses, so he could see her clearly. He had a little conflict, on his mind, about if he could embrace her...or not doing anything that could give her a wrong idea about him. In the end...the second option won and so, the DJ finally slept alongside the female MMA fighter.