Hey guys! Did you miss me? Nah, probably not, but to celebrate my return to the world of the living, (or, as I like to call it, FanFiction) i decided to make this one-shot extra long in hopes that I'll get an extra helping of reviews! Hint hint, wink wink, bribe bribe.

Oh, and if you haven't already, go check out my other story Demons and chocolate bars. It's humor/romance and also a kickin'it fanfic.

On a more related note, this one-shot isn't about Mika, I just wanted to write an outside perspective of their messed-up relationship. But don't worry, lovelies, this story is 100% Kick!

"And this is your locker!" Mika smiled at the perky blonde. She was glad to have someone to show her the ropes, and even more glad that it was Kimberly Crawford, cheerleader extraordinaire.

"Thanks a lot, Kim. I'm sure that showing me around the school wasn't number one on your list of priorities but I'm grateful that you were patient enough to answer all my stupid questions."

The black belt just smiled. "Nonsense, it's essential to know if the eggs used in the canteen are free-range. We need to make sure that chickens all across America are being treated with respect and given a healthy amount of fresh air before being served on our plates." She placed her hand over her heart and declared dramatically, "It's the right thing to do." The new girl burst into laughter and the two of them were somehow soon immersed in an intense debate on the values of Kangaroos in today's society. Kim was in the middle of making a very interesting point about their boxing skills, when Mika noticed a handsome boy slowly creeping up on the girl in front of her. The guy brought a finger to his lips in a gesture of silence, and the brunette slightly inclined her head, understanding his meaning, and brought her eyes back to Kim.

The next thing she saw was the beautiful blonde being lifted up effortlessly by the waist, letting out a surprised squeal, and giggling with delight at the sight of the mystery guy's face.

"Jack! There you are!" Jack huffed and placed her back on the ground, still keeping his arms around her waist.

"Here I am? More like here you are! We were supposed to meet on the front steps, like we always do. I've been looking for you all morning! And what are you doing on the east side of the school? We never come here. It's always crawling with freshmen." He rested his chin on her head and she giggled. His aversion to freshmen was almost ironic, considering the fact that his ego was at its largest during his freshman year, thinking he was some big hotshot now that he had left middle school and moved on to, as he had put it, 'bigger and greater things'.

She elbowed him in the gut and he doubled over exaggeratingly, clutching his stomach and falling to his knees. It never seemed to bother him that he was in public, he just did what he felt like doing and didn't give a damn. She would never admit it, but Kim found something about that really hot. I mean, imagine the PDA.

"You wound me, Kimmy, you really do." She ignored the name that he had given her, used to it by now. She actually loved that he had his own name for her that nobody else used. But that was classified information. No one must ever know. Ever.

"Oh shut up. Didn't you get my text? I told you that I'd be showing a new student around the school this morning, and that you didn't need to wait up for me. But judging by the confused look on your face, I'm guessing that you left your phone at home again because you couldn't find it once again even though I always remind you to look under your pillow but you never seem to listen because by the time I finish telling you, your eyes always seem to have dropped straight down to my chest and there you go again!" Kim huffed as she lifted her best friend's head up with a finger and glared at him.

"I really wish you'd stop doing that!" Lie. "I mean, how would you feel if every time you talked to me I just stared at your dick?" She knew it was the wrong thing to say when she saw the smirk invade his face, and that mischievous glint in his eyes that she had come to recognize very well over the last five years.

"Turned on," was his reply. "Really turned on." She blushed.

"Yeah, well, i'm not. So quit staring at my boobs!" And what did he do next? He fucking stared holes into them, that's what. 'Jaaaack!" She whined. His gaze returned to her face.

"Sorry. But in my defense, they started it. And you're not helping either. You really should cover yourself up more. You think it's just me staring? Nuh-huh. Shame on you." The busty blonde let out an amused laugh at his idiocy. "Jack, it's not like I'm in my underwear. I'm wearing a sweater."

"Exactly! It's way too thin and skintight. You should be wearing a parka. A big, poofy parka. Now that would keep you safe from roaming eyes."

"Even yours?" She enquired, raising an eyebrow.

He seemed to think it over for a moment. "Well, I mean, you'd obviously take it off when it's just the two of us. And in the shower. Of course, who's to say that both won't coincide with each other?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and Kim made a gagging noise.

"I think I just threw up a bit in my mouth."

He smirked. Damn his gorgeousness. "Deny it all you want, Kimberly, but we both know that you want a piece of-" he gestured to his (incredibly beautiful) body "-this."

"Oh, Jack, you know just what to say to a lady. Take me, take me now." Was her dry response, though secretly she was agreeing with his every word - minus the parka.

Mika was silently observing them, and to say that she was confused was the understatement of the year. Were they a couple? Friend? Friends with benefits? If the latter, she wouldn't mind getting in on that, herself.

She spotted a mismatched group of people heading their way, and hoped that they would be able to clear things up for her. A pretty brunette slid between the two friends and faced Kim, a gleam in her eyes. "Oh. Em. Gee, girl! Did you see Brody in his new T-shirt just now? Gawd, he has some deliciously defined biceps." She licked her lips.

"Oh my god, I missed that? We are so stalking him after math so I can get a look. Sweet mother of baby jesus, he has a nice body." She could feel Jack's chest rumble in annoyance and turned to look up at him, not looking all too pleased either.

"Oh, like you don't go on constantly about Donna's ass. I swear, that girl is such a Barbie slut. Everyone knows that she had a nose job during the summer. I bet she even has implants." At that, Jack and the three other boys that had joined the group all burst into laughter, expressing their agreement.

"Hey, it's not my fault she has a fine behind. Besides, yours is way nicer"

"Not to mention real," Jerry piped in.

"Alright, alright, enough about my ass. Guys," she gestured to the shy girl who had been quietly watching them for the past few minutes. "This is Mika. This is her first day here as a Junior. I was called in to show her around this morning and I happen to like her very much, so It'd be nice if you didn't scare her away on her first day."

As if only just noticing her, one of the three boys, a latino, turned to look at her and smiled. "What it do, girl? The name's Jerry Martinéz, so you know what to scream when you think of me tonight." The brunette made a gagging noise.

"Jerry, that is disgusting! Leave the poor girl alone." Her next words were for Mika.

"Sorry about him, he's as bad as Jack. My name's Grace and this is Eddie," she pointed to the chubby african-american, "and Milton," a tall, skinny redhead. Grace smiled at her.

The new girl returned her smile. "I'm Mika. Nice to meet you." Grace's eyebrows shot up. "Ooh, do I detect a Hachmaki accent?" Before Mika could reply, Kim spoke up.

"Yeah, she's Phil's niece. She just moved here last week from Hachmakistan."

"Yes," Mika frowned. "I was chased away because I was too hideous. I am a disgrace to my people." The gang looked at her weirdly, but Kim just mouthed 'don't ask'.

DRIIIING!

"Holy Christmas nuts! Gets me every time!" The skinny boy recomposed himself, trying to remember what class he had next.

"Well, I'm out," declared the latino. "The principal said that if I get one more tardy, he'll have me suspended. Again. Later." He strutted off down the hallway in the opposite direction of his next class.

"He's not going to class, is he," Grace's tone was dry, as if she already knew the answer. Jack shook his head. "Not a chance." He turned to Kim and slung his arm around her shoulders. "Walk you to class?" The blonde raised an eyebrow. "We have the same class."

"I know, I just like to seem gentlemanly." She laughed. "Alright, good sir. Lead the way."

When they were out of hearing range, and Grace was about to leave, Mika caught her arm and she turned around, confused. Mika summoned all her courage -she wasn't very good at talking to strangers- and spoke up.

"Uh, sorry if this sounds a bit stupid, but...are Jack and Kim dating? Because I've been getting a lot of mixed signals and the sexual tension was starting to give me a headache." Grace was silent for a moment and Mika was worried she had said something wrong, when all of a sudden the brunette burst out with laughter, clutching her stomach and gasping for air. After a good twenty seconds she had recomposed herself and, at the incredulous look on the Hachmaki girl's face, started another round of laughter, before explaining,

"Sorry, but, what you just said basically describes what we've all been thinking over the past four years. It was just funny to hear someone say it out loud. But, to answer your question, no, they are not officially going out, at least that's what they think, but I give it another month before they finally give in to the sexual tension and jump each other's bones. We've even got a bet going on. I say that it'll happen before graduation, Eddie bet that it would happen during Junior year, so he's already lost, and Jerry is making Milton bet for him -because he's broke- that It'll happen during college, when they finally realize that they can't live without each other and they have wild, monkey sex in an empty classroom."

DRIIIIING!

"Shit, we're gonna be late. Catch you on the flipside, chica." Halfway down the hallway Mika shouted to grace.

"What!?" Kim's friend stopped and turned around to see Mika wearing a confident smirk.

"Ten bucks says they won't last another week."

Grace laughed. You're on, girlie!"

Mika knew what she was doing. She also knew that all they needed was a little push...


Four Days later...

DRIIIIIING!

Jack and Kim were the first to exit the classroom. Lunch period had finally arrived and Jack could not wait to get her hands on the chocolate muffins that Kim had made that very morning. He loved Kim's cooking. I mean, sure, the girl wasn't the most co-ordinated of people, but in the kitchen, she was a goddess. No exaggeration.

Kim could tell by the little bit of drool on his chin that her best friend was more than ready to dig into her famous double chocolate fudge cupcakes. Her stomach grumbled loudly. Apparently, so was she.

"Come on, Jack, let's go satisfy your hunger," the boy smirked, and Kim already regretted her choice of words.

"For the food, or for you?" His eyes trailed down her body suggestively, and although he had meant it as a joke, his words couldn't have been more true.

" ." Was her eventual response, too distracted by the heat of his gaze on her body, wanting nothing more that to, as Grace would so elegantly put it, jump his bones.

"Hey, Kim! Jack!" Jack's head whipped up at the sound of his name, scanning the room for the owner of the voice. His eyes finally landed on the new girl, Mika, who was standing next to the janitor's closet, an anxious expression on her face. The two friends walked over to her, wanting to know what had her so worried.

"Hey, Mika, what's up? Are you lost?" The younger girl shook her head.

"No, well, I mean, now that you mention it I suppose I am, but I called you over because I think that someone's in the Janitor's closet. You see, I wandered in by accident, thinking it was the toilets," neither of them bothered to comment on the big sign written 'Janitor's closet' on the front of the door. After all, she is foreign. "And I think that someone else was in there."

"Are you sure it wasn't the janitor? I hear he hangs out in there quite alot." Mika shook her head again at Jack, hoping that everything would go according to plan.

"No, I saw him walk past a few minutes ago. And I don't want to go to him about this because it would just embarrass me even more if there really was no-one in there." She tried to look as distraught as possible, praying to all 96 gods of her country that they would buy her stupid story.

The couple in denial shared a look, and turned back to her.

"Alright, Mika," Kim spoke. "We'll have a look." Jack turned the handle and Kim followed him inside, just about passing through the door.

"I don't see anyth- Woah!" Jack and Kim shouted out as Mika quickly pushed them both inside and locked the door, using the key that she had 'borrowed' from the Janitor that morning.

"Mika, sweetie, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?" The brunette winced slightly at Kim's tone, telling herself that they'd thank her for it later, and quickly rushed off before she had to endure any more verbal abuse.


"Sooo...We're locked in..."

"Yeah, no shit, Sherlock."

"All alone..."

"Well, unless you count the dust bunnies."

"Just the two of us..."

"What are you getting at, Brewer?"

"...Wanna make-out?"

"Ha!" Kim let out a short laugh. "Yeah, right." Yes, please!

"Why not?" Jack tried his best to sound nonchalant, but really he couldn't seem to take his eyes off of her chest. It seemed that even in the dark, he was drawn to them like a magnet.

The blonde scoffed. "Because, this is like the holy grail of teen slut clichés. Girl gets locked in closet with guy, sexual tension builds up, they both get ridiculously horny, and they end up making babies against the wall. No, thanks." Sounds like heaven.

"Sounds like you've thought this through," So many times.

"Don't think I can't hear that stupid smirk in your voice, Jackson! I know exactly what you're thinking. Always did, always will." I'm just glad he doesn't know what I'm thinking. That's some pretty R-rated stuff right there.

Jack narrowed his eyes, but realizing that she couldn't exactly see his face, he spoke up.

"Oh yeah? Well then please, tell me, what am I thinking now?" It was a dangerous game to play, but then again, they were both such adrenaline junkies. They both thrived on danger.

Kim gulped, she could feel the tension in the air. She could have cut through it with a knife. She took a deep breath before answering.

"You're thinking that you can get me all riled up and exited, and then when someone finally finds us, you'll leave me flustered and dizzy, and go brag about it to Jerry while I try and get you back by doing something reckless that will most likely involve turtle poop." There was a pause...

"Well then I guess you don't know me as well as you think you do." And with that, Jack slammed her up against the wall and crushed their lips together as he'd been wanting to ever since he'd first laid eyes on her.

Kim was stunned. Her brain was still trying to process what was currently happening. Oh. My. God. Jack Brewer is kissing me and I'm just standing here!? Do something, mouth! And it did do something. Something wonderful. Her lips started moving against his. Slowly at first, almost shyly, but when Jack's hands moved to her waist, slipping under her red top to caress the bare skin of her stomach, the horny teen inside her burst out, demanding control. Her arms snaked up his neck into his gorgeously silky hair, and she opened her mouth, letting his tongue delve in. She moaned, her tongue tentatively joining his own. Soon, the kiss became more heated, more frantic, as their tongues fought in a battle for dominance. It was Jack who emerged victorious, his hot muscle stroking the inside of her mouth, memorizing every corner, every crevice. But soon it wasn't enough. Needing to feel more of her, he grabbed on to her gorgeously firm ass and hoisted her up against the wall. Understanding what he was trying to do, Kim automatically hooked both legs around his slim waist and gasped out loud at what she felt there, her nails digging into his scalp. Jack hissed at the pleasure/pain of it, delivering a hard pinch to her ass in retaliation, earning a sexy moan from her.

Jack detached his lips from hers, and Kim let out a whimper of protest, before feeling his hot mouth on her neck, licking and sucking on the sensitive flesh that was exposed. He kept one hand firmly on her ass during his ministrations, squeezing it every so often to hear her gasp in pleasure. He decided that he wanted to hear that sound much more often from then on. He nipped harshly at her collar bone, where Kim soon discovered she was very sensitive, before sucking and licking over the wound. Letting her senses overtake her, Kim groaned, partly because it felt so good, but also because she knew that there was no way on earth that she was going to be able to hide all those hickeys. Damn him!

Her eyes widened as she felt him kiss the spot just above her breasts, suddenly needing to feel more of his skin. She moved her hands to the hem of his shirt, gently tugging on it to communicate what she wanted from him. He nodded feverishly and soon the item was thrown onto the floor, already forgotten. The blonde's mouth watered at the sight in front of her. Damn, he was ripped! His chest was beautifully tanned, with perfectly sculpted abs, and amazingly defined muscles. Huh, I guess that's what you get when your grandpa's a sensei. Ew, now I'm thinking of his grandpa! Gross!

Curious, she reached out and ran her nails across his chest, feeling the muscles twitch under her fingers. God, it was so sexy. She brought her lips closer and placed a soft kiss to the area over his heart, and she felt him shiver under her touch. She slowly ran her tongue down his abs, exploring every part of his sculpted chest, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses that Jack absolutely adored. He let out a loud groan when he felt her soft lips close around a nipple and bite down gently, running her tongue across it before bringing her head up to meet his gaze, showing him The look of pure want in her gorgeous brown eyes. He brought his mouth right next to her ear and whispered in a husky voice, "Your turn."

She shivered in anticipation as his hands reached for her shirt, when suddenly she heard a loud, shrill ring that she would curse until the end of her High School days.

DRIIIIING!

"Dammit!" She all but shouted. Jack was panting, as he leaned in and pressed his forehead against hers, still coming down from his high.

"Woah." It was the only word that would come out of his mouth.

"Woah indeed. How did the time pass so quickly?"

The gorgeous boy in front of her smirked. "Time flies when you're having fun."


"Kim! Jack! There you are! Come on, we're gonna be late for Algebra! Although, come to think of it, I wouldn't actually mind all that much, considering th-" She stopped, suddenly, her brown eyes falling to her best friend's neck, hardly believing her eyes.

"What?" The black-belt looked confused, until she figured out where Grace was staring, and blushed a furious fire-hydrant red. "Uh, Grace, honey, I can-"

"You did this?" The brunettes eyes were now focused on the tall boy standing next to Kim who happened to be wearing a very guilty expression. He slowly nodded, unsure of what to say. Before he could try to explain to the hot-headed girl that he had just molested her best friend, when all of a sudden the fashionista broke out into a huge grin.

"Well it was about time! The sexual tension between you two was starting to make us all horny! I presume you've asked her out already?" She raised an eyebrow at Jack, and he gulped.

"Well, actually,-"

"No," Kim piped in. "He hasn't."

The brown-haired beauty huffed and crossed her arms. "Well go ahead then! We don't have all day!"

"Now?"

"Yes, now! When did you plan on asking her? Your next make-out session? I don't think so! I will not have my friend participate in some messed-up, friends-with-benefits relationship! Now get to it! Chop chop!"

Jack sighed and turned to Kim. "Sorry it has to be so public," he glared at Grace, "But Kim, Will you-"

"Yes!" She tackled him with a massive bear-hug, and he hugged her back, too scared to kiss her in front of her bodyguard. When she let go of him, he turned to Kim's BFF.

"You happy now? We're officially dating. Now can we get to class please?"

"Of course, Jackson. We all know how much you love Algebra."

He groaned. Why me?

"Oh, and Kim?" She called out from in front of them. "You might want to consider hiding those hickeys."

Now it was Kim's turn to groan.


Three hours later...

"Alright you guys, pay up." Grace, Milton and Eddie each placed a ten-dollar bill in Mika's hand, looking as if they'd just lost their goats.

I might buy a goat, Mika mused. Or a mule. Yes, a mule. And I will call it Jerry.

So, there you have it. Lots of Kickness for you, and even a little bit of Mika, too.

I really hoped you like it, and if you did, REVIEW! If not, REVIEW ANYWAY! I'm aiming for at least 3 :)

I didn't get any Jellybeans for Christmas. Boo. :(

-CCC