Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown. Or the song 'Extraordinary Girl'. Green Day owns that song.

A/N: Last chapter for today. Oh, and if anyone wants to read another fanfic I started that's JackxKimiko, it's on deviantart. The link to my page is on my profile. Oh, and some of Kimiko's POV is gonna be in italics a lot, because. . . . oh find out for yourself.

(-)(Jack's POV)

In a matter of seconds, Kimiko had fallen asleep, her head still laying on my shoulder. I slowly moved her head off of me, and held it up with my hand. I sighed, wondering what made that girl want to fall asleep so easily. I looked up, and saw another guy up there, a girl standing next to him. I guessed he was singing her some song. My thoughts were confirmed when I listened to the whole song. It was short.

She's an Extraordinary girl
In an ordinary world
And she cant seem to get away

He lacks the courage in his mind
Like a child left behind
Like a pet left in the rain

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying

She sees the mirror of herself
An image she wants to sell
To anyone willing to buy

He steals the image in her kiss
From her hearts apocalypse
From the one called whatsername

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyesSome days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
Some days it's not worth trying
Now that they both are finding
She gets so sick of crying

She's an Extraordinary girl
an Extraordinary girl
an Extraordinary girl
an Extraordinary girl

Ah, Green Day. The band that will always have me taken. I looked at the sleeping girl next to me. She was an extraordinary girl, no doubt about that. I sat there, wondering what she was dreaming about right now.

(-)(Kimiko's POV)

-The Dream-

I walked around an empty room. It was pitch black, I couldn't see anything. Suddenly, the room became engulfed by flames. I looked for a door, but there was none. I was doomed. But then, a green dragon came to save me. Dojo! I hopped on quickly, but saw it wasn't Dojo at all. It was . . . Jack? It finally hit me that he made a robotic dragon. I crawled inside the ear, and saw him operating the robot. I ran to him, and he grabbed me, pulling me into a kiss. The robot caught on fire. Something had hit the back. We both fell, mouthing the words, 'I love you' to the other. But we didn't die. Instead, the real Dojo saved us. Him and Omi, Rai, and Clay. They mouthed the word 'Traitor' before shoving Jack off. I watched him fall, screaming and pounding Dojo's back.

-End of Dream-

I woke up so quickly. Tears and sweat mingled on my face. I looked around, and saw I was still at the café. Jack didn't seem to notice I was awake. He was staring at the candle flame. I wiped my face, before speaking.

"How long was I out?" Jack jumped, and turned to me. He was obviously lost in thought. Wonder how lost he'd be if he had just had that dream, I thought.

Jack thought about it. "Ten minutes maybe. I wasn't paying attention."

I wondered whether I should tell him about the dream or not. I decided against it. "I think we should just go. I'm not that hungry."

Jack looked worried. "Are you sure? You said you were earlier."

"Yeah, well that was earlier. I lost my appetite."

"How?"

"Nightmare. It's no big deal."

Jack eyed me suspiciously, but shrugged, and helped me up. When we were out under the night sky, I pecked him on the cheek. He blushed, and looked at me.

"What was that for?"

I thought about it. "Preparation for this," I said, before pressing my lips upon him. He deepened it, making sure he took in every single moment. Then, we broke apart.

"Sorry," we both mumbled at the same time. I shook my head. "You don't have to be sorry. I started it."

"Well I finished it. And continued it. And didn't stop it."

"So, there would've been nothing to stop if I hadn't started it."

He shrugged. "Let's go." He reached for my hand, but I took his, and put it around my neck.

He gave me a curious look. "I thought that was considered making a move on you."

"Yeah, well I made one on you, didn't I? Pay back."

He rolled his eyes at me, and started walking me back to his place.

(-)

A/N: I love that song. Even though off the American Idiot CD, my fave songs are She's a Rebel, Are We the Waiting, and Give Me a Novacaine, I still love the whole CD. But yeah. I'm not actually writing this story down on paper anymore. I'm writing the one that's on deviantart though, so check it out. And remember, they still have the whole next day to go through, so who knows what'll happen.