Author's Note:

Guuuuyyyysss! Kickin' It is gonna have a season 4! The sad news is Olivia won't be a part of the cast. *cue tear*. I hope they don't forget about her like they did with Eddie and Mika. Crossing my fingers for a long distance Kick relationship!

On with the story.

As usual, read, enjoy, review, and share.

I present to you your present.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It. If I did, I would force Olivia to stay in season 4.

Kim was forced off balance, stumbling back a little bit. The person that had turned her around was now in front of her. Kim's eyebrows furrowed and she eyed the person up and down. She felt as if ice were running through her veins.

"What are you doing here?" Kim sneered. She didn't want to see Jack right now and not for a while. Kim placed a hand on her hip and kept a straight face.

"What do you mean 'What are you doing here'? I came to see you!" Jack said. He desperately needed Kim to lighten up a bit. But his chances were slowly slipping away as Kim's face turned solid hard. Her teeth were clenched and she exhaled through her nose quite loudly. She reminded Jack of a bull at this moment. But Jack hoped it would be a friendly bull that was trained not to attack without command.

"Go away, Jack," Kim rolled her eyes. She turned around to walk away, but Jack, yet again, put another hand on her shoulder. Kim stopped and eyed the hand. She had half a mind to break his wrist at that moment, but she was too nice to do that. Instead, she just kept walking. But Jack's hand stopped her from progressing and turned her around. The bull looked as if it was going to charge. "Jack, I'm giving you to the count of three to leave my roo-." But Kim was cut off…by Jack's lips. Jack kissed her lightly but with want. His hands traveled down her torso to her lower waist. Kim closed her eyes and melted into Jack. Her hands were placed gently on Jack's neck and she stood on her tiptoes to reach Jack. Jack swept his tongue against Kim's lips. But Kim came back to reality, snapping her eyes open and shoving Jack away. "STOP DOING THAT!" Kim yelled. Jack swore the boys' dorm could hear her.

"Stop doing what?" Jack asked innocently and honestly. He had no idea what he was doing to enrage Kim. "All I did was kiss you," Jack whispered. He didn't know why he whispered. Maybe he felt as though he didn't want to attract any more attention from the other students?

"No not that. Well yes that. But the kiss wasn't the only thing!" Kim blurted. Her heart was beating faster and harder than a drum. She thought Jack could see her heart beat through the lingerie. Kim then gasped and looked down, remembering what she was wearing. She instantly crossed her arms over her chest and jumped under her sheets.

Jack felt confused. "Why are you hiding?"

"I don't want you to see me in these…this fabric," Kim admitted. The sheets over her head muffled her voice.

"I honestly didn't notice," Jack chuckled. Jack wasn't one to care about clothing. He was more attracted to personality. Attractiveness and clothes were a bonus.

Kim sat under the sheets in silence. She sighed and whipped the covers off her head. "Really?"

"Yes. Now tell me what it is that you want me to stop doing." Jack walked over Kim's bed and sat on the edge. Kim slid up and rested the upper half of her body against the headboard.

She gulped and decided how to start it. Jack was being patient, not rushing Kim into it. He wanted her to take her time. "I don't want to like you anymore," Kim started. Jack looked around the room, wondering why she would start it like that. "I mean, I don't like you anymore," Kim corrected. Jack opened his mouth to say something but Kim picked up a hand, stopping the voice about to come out of his mouth. "The problem is I keep finding myself loving you. And it really sucks, because I feel like I should be mad at you. But every time I look at you, I keep falling deeper and deeper. And the more I fall, the more mad I get at myself."

"So you're mad because you love me?" Jack asked. He didn't see how loving someone could be a problem. "Kim, all I want is for you to be happy. Preferably with me, but nonetheless, I want you to be happy."

"Stop! Please stop!" Kim said. A tear ran down her cheek and she buried her face in her hands. She sobbed, but tried her hardest to stop the crying. She lifted her head and placed her hand on her forehead, leaning deeply into the headboard. "Stop being nice to me. It only makes it worse."

Jack crawled over next to Kim, whose eyes were closed. One more tear fell and Jack swiped it away with his thumb. Kim sniffled, feeling warmth spread through her. She opened her eyes, and looked into Jack's brown orbs. "Kim, I love you, too," Jack whispered.

Kim cleared her tears and leaned closer into Jack, giving him a hug. Jack lied them down and closed his eyes, taking in Kim's scent. "Jack?" Kim was barely audible.

"Hmm?"

"…I'm ready," She said even quieter.

Jack slowly opened his eyes to look at her. Kim's eyes were already open and directed towards him. "Are you sure?" He asked carefully.

Kim lightly placed a kiss on Jack's cheek and nodded.

"Kim. I don't know if we should."

Kim shushed him, placing her fingertips on his lips. "I'm ready," She repeated.

Jack leaned in closer and placed an open mouth kiss on her jaw. He slowly and carefully went down to her collarbone, then traced down her arm, then her hand. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his heart. He said nothing, but Kim new exactly what he meant.

Kim crawled over to his lap and sat on it. She looped her legs around his waist and kissed his lips. Her hands tangled in his hair and his were placed on her hips. Kim leaned backwards and brought Jack down with her. She lied on her back with Jack on top of her. One more time, Jack swiped his tongue across her lips, and Kim granted the access. Jack felt as if everything that happened the past two weeks disappeared into nothing. He immediately forgot about the silent treatment that he received once Kim reached for the hem of Jack's shirt. Jack quickly ripped it off, not caring if he seemed too desperate. But he wasn't desperate enough to start taking off Kim's "clothes".

Kim's strap on one of her shoulders started to slip down, and this drove Jack crazy. They separated their lips from each other and Jack pulled Kim's strap down a little bit more. He looked into her eyes and slightly raised his eyebrows. Kim nodded in response. He reached under her top and lifted it over her shoulders, focusing only on her eyes. He then pulled down her matching panties, leaving her completely nude. "Don't be nervous," He whispered in her ear. Jack brushed his lips on her neck, calming her down. Kim then pulled down his boxers, since he only came in a t-shirt and boxers.

Both rested completely nude on Kim's bed. Kim braced herself for the next few moments. She had heard from her mom and friends that it really hurts. Jack looked into Kim's eyes once more. She nodded once again. He kissed her lips one more time before he slid into her slowly.

Kim lifted her back and moaned out of pain. But the pain soon became pleasure. And she felt comfortable enough to participate equally with Jack.

Kim's eyes popped open to the sunlight going through the windows. She squinted, the brightness causing her eyes to water and burn. Kim inhaled and stretched her arms, immediately feeling sore in her lower region. She shuffled around in the sheets and felt more soreness overcome her body. "It really did happen" she thought. Kim looked to her right and saw Jack awake, staring at the ceiling. She fully relaxed her body and cuddled closer to him. He instantly wrapped his arms around her.

Kim traced patterns with her middle finger on his chest. She felt at ease, as if she was at a spa. "Why did you come over with no pants?" She asked curiously. Kim did not know why that was the first thing she said to him after sex, but it was the first thing that came to mind.

"I really wanted to see you no matter what I was wearing. I didn't have time to put on some lousy pants," He replied honestly.

Kim stopped her finger for a second with another silence following. The silence wasn't awkward, more like a calming moment in serenity. She scooted on top of him. Literally. Bare-naked, their bodies touched. They were not thinking about their nude physical contact at that moment. "What does this make us?" Kim asked.

Jack stayed quiet for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "I guess we're back together," Jack assumed. Kim chuckled a little.

"Our first make up sex. My first at all," Kim said. She then looked away and suddenly felt courage and curiosity build up in her. "Have you had sex before?" She asked. Jack looked at her as if she just spoke in Gibberish. "Don't give me that look," she said, "you know what I'm talking about. If we want to keep our relationship, you have to tell me the truth. You respond with a simple yes or no."

Jack breathed in. "Yes," He responded. He waited for the backlash of his answer. Expecting her to bounce of the walls and yell.

"Now was that so hard?" Kim mocked.

Jack sighed in relief and smiled slightly. "So we're still up for prom?" He asked.

"Of course," Kim said. She pecked his lips and pulled back. Jack had love in his eyes and Kim felt honored to be the one he was looking at. Kim leaned down again and gave him the most passionate kiss she could muster. She grabbed his biceps while his fingers tangled in her hair. It was a sweet kiss, not the angry hard kind. When they pulled away, Jack had a satisfied look on his face. "What?" Kim asked. Jack gave Kim a quick peck of the lips and knocked her over, a small shriek escaping her mouth. "Where are you going?" Kim asked. Kim felt as if Jack was mute. He was not saying anything, but he could make up for it with more kisses.

"I have class. Finals are today." He got off the bed and pulled on the little articles of clothing he previously had worn. Kim sat up and wrapped the sheet around her body.

"Can't you skip?" She pouted.

Jack chuckled, "I don't think so." He leaned over and kissed her lips quickly one more time. He pulled away and said, "I love you."

Kim replied with a simple "I love you too." And he left the room.

Kim felt oddly alone. She just spent the night with the best guy and now he was just gone. Kim instantly regretted everything she did in the past two weeks. She regretted breaking up with him, and putting herself, and possibly himself, through misery for a long period of time. Kim fumbled around with her hands, not knowing how to occupy herself for the day. She looked down, noticing her purity ring, just like her boyfriend, was gone.