Still Jack's POV

She continues to stare at it.

"No way—you bought me a house?!"

"No," I said. Her smile faded a bit. "I bought us a house."

She laughs, then sighs and looks at me. "Our house?"

"Yep," I say, with a satisfied smile down at her.

"W-what?" She scratches her head, not quite understanding what's going on. Typical Kim.

"I got this house from most of the money we got together. Both our parents helped pay with it and are okay with us living together. And, my ma got a job, so she can work another year before retiring."

Kim smiled up at me and hugged me. She quickly pulled away and ran to the doorstep.

"So, we gonna check this house out?"

I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the house.

In the living room, there's a couch, a flat screen TV hooked up to a Wii, an X-box, and a PlayStation 2. Plus, there was a large stack of games atop a table, next to the lamp. The carpet was a baby bluish color and the walls were white. She seemed to like the living room.

I pulled her into the kitchen. It was small, but had everything needed to make food well.

I brought her into the bedroom. "We're sharing a room?" she asked. I nodded.

We examined the bedroom and she plopped herself onto the bed. "Mmmm… feels like I'm on a cloud," she said. By the door were two dressers, one holding my clothes and whatnot, the other empty for Kim to fill.

To our left was the bathroom. We went in, and there was a ginormous shower that could probably fit eight people. Also, there was a huge tub that looked like a hot tub because it was so big. There was also a toilet in a corner, and sinks lined up opposite of the shower and tub.

"Um, Jack…" Kim said, turning towards the bedroom again. "Why… are there windows connecting from the bedroom to here?"

She gestured towards five human-sized windows, exposing everything done in the bathroom.

"So I have entertainment."

Kim shook her head and laughed. There was the dining room, connected to the kitchen, "And we still had an extra room, so…"

We entered the extra room. It had Bobby Wasabi's face on the wall, and pictures of everyone in the dojo, me and Kim's pictures being the largest. There was a large blue mat in the center of the floor.

Along the sidelines, there were weights, skateboards, bars and balance beams (for Kim), and other multi-purpose things like my guitar, a piano, and five working microphones. I knew Kim could sing, I just had never heard her do it.

"I love it here, thank you Jack," she said, nuzzling her head into the crook of my neck. I smiled to myself.

We had a nice house here. We could live here as long as we wanted, and barely paying anything, plus our house was right near the dojo and school.

Today was the start of the weekend, so we were going to the dojo tomorrow and to Phil's Sunday, then back to school and to the dojo when we left.

We went back into our room and I launched myself onto the bed. Kim joined me and straddled me. "I can win this," she says, showing her confidence.

"Sure you can," nearly throwing her off of me, but using most of my energy to try, leaving me stuck here for another minute.

Kim narrowed her eyes, glaring daggers onto my chest, and then looked back up at my eyes. She patted my head, and slowly moved her hand downwards.

I regained my strength and threw her off. We both lay on the bed, facing one another. "Just you and me now, no interruptions," I whispered.

She looked deep into my eyes and nodded. I wrapped my legs around her body, leaned towards her, and clashed my lips with hers. She enjoyed it, I could tell, as she was moaning slowly into the kiss. I raised my eyebrows. Kim is easily pleasured. But, I can do much better.

I slipped her out of her skirt and tossed it across the room. We continued kissing, as she found the button to my pants and undid it, zipping it down and wiggling it off of me.

Our lips practically molded together, and I rolled on top of her. Both of our tongues slipped out and battled. I won, and explored her mouth.

Losing isn't Kim's thing, so whenever she loses, she becomes much weaker. She hates it, but I think it's adorable.

I took control and slipped her shirt off of her head. I did the same for myself, and she looked at my body above her. She grabbed my shoulders and pushed my head to hers and my bare chest to her bra. I stopped the kiss, and trailed down. I grabbed the hook of her bra. Eager to remove it, I yanked it off.

"Sorry," I mumbled. I backed off of her and observed her from head to toe. I trailed my tongue down to whatever breast was facing me, and did patterns of licking, sucking, and kissing. She, again, moaned. I was pretty good at this.

I continued to do this to the other one which just made her more relaxed.

I slipped off my own boxers and climbed atop her. She looked downward, and back into my eyes, and smiled. I didn't want to force her into something she didn't want to do, or regret.

"You're sure you wanna do this?" I whispered into her ear. She debated quickly in her head, and nodded. I grabbed both sides of her underwear and thrusted it down, and she kicked it across the room.

I toppled onto her and kissed her. Her hands explored my body, and I didn't stop her.

RING RING

"Urghh…" she groaned. She motioned towards my phone and sat up, folding her arms around her chest.

I went into the living room.

"Jerry, this isn't a good time. Like, at all."

Jerry sighed. "Just get yourself over to the dojo as soon as you can."

"Why?" I asked, frowning.

"Can't say, just get over here."

I hung up and put the phone on a desk next to the bed.

"Jerry wants us to go to the dojo."

Kim rolled her eyes. She reached her arms out for me to carry her, and I did. I set her on the living room couch and brought her her clothes. She nodded and got dressed, and I did the same. We locked the front door and headed for the dojo.