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Milton walked out of the locker room in the dojo hearing the usual gang on the matts. His gi was on but yet to be tied as he rubbed a towel into his wet shaggy hair.

"Milton please tell Jerry that he could not break a steel board!", said Jack annoyed.

"I said I could if I was made of steel!", replied Jerry.

Kim and Rudy just shook their heads watching with amusement.

Milton laughed at that about to go to his locker when she walked through the door.

Everyone turned to see who it was seeing her nervous brown eyes land on Milton.

His smile fell as he looked back with utter shock. A watery glaze painted his irises as they stared at each other. The others watched confused and curious, staying still as they waited.

"Milton...", she said inching a step closer with caution.

"Grey.", he choked out breathy with disbelief. "I didn't think...I never...".

He seemed to make up his mind as he walked toward her with purpose. Somehow she knew his intent as she started to smile with relief and ready herself.

He kissed her without a thought taking an inhale as their longing lips met. She immediately reciprocated running her fingers over his neck and up his hair gently.

He pulled back wanting to see the eyes he thought of for so long.

They both smiled as he moved a hair from her forehead. The audience they had was blurry and forgotten.

"Still perfect.", he stated. He picked her up under her arms and knees twirling around as she kicked and laughed.

As he slowed their giggles tapered and their gaze returned. She remained in his arms with a soft smile on her lips. "I dreamt of you.", said Grey in the quiet room.

Miltons smile slowly fell as he held her close. "I dreamt of you too.".