"Hey, faggot, there's someone at the door for you. Some girl lookin' for you…"

Jack ran through the apartment.

"You're early," he panted.

"Sorry, but I've been a little edgy lately. The opportunity for some action is way to appealing to wait."

"I get ya'," Jack grabbed his coat, "Where are the others?"

"Outside with Dojo, c'mon!"

Jack ran out the door and down the fire escape.

"Hey, Dojo," he greeted the dragon with a smile.

"Where to?" the dragon sneered.

"Downtown!"

Jack got on behind Kimiko. Wrapping his arms around her waist he felt his body right up against hers. A shot of emotions ran through him, but he stifled it before anything came of it.

Dojo took off into the air and flew to the heart of Tokyo.

"Look," Kimiko pointed, "There's my dad's company!"

Jack smiled.

After they dismounted Dojo, Jack lead them to a small sushi bar.

"I love this place," he nearly shrieked, "Don't some here much, but I love their California Rolls!"

Kimiko laughed as they assembled at the sushi bar.

"Do monkeys eat fish?" Omi asked loudly.

Jack choked on his saliva as he turned to Omi, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"'Scuse me, can I, uh, get you something?" the sushi chef asked over the bar.

"The usual for me," Jack smiled.

"Oh, Jack. I don' recognize you with the, uh, smile and all…"

"Ha ha," Jack sneered.

"He never smiles," the chef laughed.

Jack growled. Kimiko laughed and all his embarrassment faded away.

"Anyone else?" the chef asked.

"Uh yeah. I'll have three kamikaze rolls," Rai said as he read the menu.

"I'll have and unagi hand roll with yellow-tail sashimi," Kimiko smile.

"You like unagi?" Jack asked stupidly.

"Yeah, why?"

"Is anything here not raw fish?" Omi cringed.

"Yeah, they have tempura and teriyaki," Jack explained.

"Ooo, what are those?"

"Pick a veggie or meat and for a tempura they fry it and they grill a teriyaki."

"Mmm, I'll have a beef teriyaki," Clay ordered.

"I want tempura," Omi thought aloud, "With clams!"

"Clams?" Rai laughed.

"And some shrimp too!"

"Omi, you can't have shrimp," Jack shook his head.

"Why not?" Omi cried.

"Because that would be cannibalism."

Omi growled and Jack chuckled. He looked to Kimiko for a reaction, but she was busy reading the menu. His smile quickly faded and he picked the menu up himself.

"Can I get a bowl of meso soup?" Kimiko asked.

"Me, too," Jack added.

"Sure thing," the chef called to the kitchen.

Jack sat contently at Kimiko's side. He lost track of time as he sat staring at her latest hair-do. It was a bright red, much like his own. She had most of it hanging over her face with a small clip with a bow on it, clipping the rest to the back of her head.

"Pretty…" He sighed.

"What?" Kimiko turned to him.

"Sake, we need sake," Jack said hurriedly, "Large sake, please."

Night at the sushi bar went by rather slowly. Kimiko got snockered on sake. Jack felt bad. He was the one who ordered it, but she was the one who drank it.

Afterwards, they went to a small coffee shop, where Jack made a concerted effort to sober Kimiko up. She kept ordering coffee brandies and they kept giving them to her. Jack was getting pissed. Finally, he got up and went over to the waitress and told her to stop honoring Kimiko's orders, but did she listen?

They chose to walk back to his apartment. Kimiko needed the fresh air and exercise anyway. On their way down the main drag, Raimundo spotted a Dance Dance Revolution station.

"Hey. Monkey boy," Jack turned to him, "Can you dance?"

"I guess," jack thought.

"C'mon," Rai motioned to the station.

"Oh, I can't do that. I just ate…"

"Please, let's go."

Rai grabbed his arm and dragged him over to the machine.

"Alright, Jack. First one to lose balance and fall, loses."

"Uh, okay."

Rai fed it the money and chose their options. Jack was sweating with nervousness. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Kimiko, but she was too out of to really tell. Besides, she probably wouldn't remember it anyway.

"Okay, Jack, ready?"

"Yeah, right," Jack's voice shook.

The game began and Jack started out slow. Rai moved way too smoothly. It was like he knew every step before it was coming. Jack struggled for a while until his tail crept out from beneath his coat. Once it was out, he felt a new sense of balance. After that, he left Rai in the dust.

"No fair," Rai panted, "Monkey butt!"

Jack smiled as he struggled to catch his breath.

"That was great Jack," Kimiko laughed as she wandered over to him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and reached up to give him a kiss on the cheek. After she did, she didn't let go. Jack began to feel queasy. Between dinner, dissert, dancing, and his excited emotions, Jack was ready to puke. He pushed Kimiko away and emptied his stomach into a trash can. Kimiko stood behind him, tenderly scratching the back of his head. Outside of the terrible retching, Jack was overjoyed to feel her fingers against his scalp.

"God, I love you," he breathed as he rubbed his sore belly.

"I love you too Jack…"

For a moment, Jack questioned his reality. Had Kimiko just said that she loved him? No way. Not a chance. Not unless this was a dream. Jack's heart sank. He didn't want it to be a dream, but if it was, he wasn't about to let it end.

He turned to her and wiped his mouth on the back of his sleeve. He smiled at her softly. She smiled back. His heart was beating so hard in his chest. Grabbing her tiny shoulders, Jack moved in to kiss her, but she looked down to rummage through her purse. Jack felt embarrassed. As he was about to let go, she popped a breath mint into his mouth and smiled sheepishly.

"Okay," he murmured as he chewed it, "Fair enough."

Once he was done, he leaned in and was surprised to find that she leaned in as well. Their lips met and a powerful glow filled all of Jack. He let his hands slide from her shoulders and down her sides, caressing her waist. Her tongue in his mouth was the most amazing thing he had ever felt. He wanted to go further, but he knew he had no place to. Pressing his body against hers, he felt the urges grow stronger. Finally, he couldn't take the overload and pushed her away lightly.

"I'm sorry," he breathed.

But the feeling didn't go away. Blood was still rushing through him. He thanked god that his coat was as loose as it was.

"We done?" Dojo asked suddenly.

"Uh, yeah," Kimiko said nervously as she turned to him, "Let's go."

Jack felt so stupid. She hated him now, and he knew it. After tonight, he never wanted to see her again. He didn't even want to think about it.

Unfortunately, he sat behind Kimiko of Dojo's back, maybe it was better that way. As he saddled up, she turned to look back at him with a wry smile on her lips. Jack was embarrassed, but he had to hold on to her for fear of falling off of Dojo's back.

"Aren't you friendly, Spicer?" She slurred.

"Sorry…"

She reached behind herself and grabbed him. His eyes bulged a bit, but he was quickly calmed by the though of it being Kimiko who was touching him this way. He nearly melted to butter. Thankfully, they reached his apartment before he slid off Dojo completely.

"Anyone wanna come in?" he asked.

"You're roommate's a jerk," Kimiko growled.

"He's out for the night, wanna come in?"

Kimiko hopped off next to him.

"I do," she purred before slamming him against the door as she kissed him. As Jack reached for the handle that was somewhere behind him, Kimiko reached down into his pants.

"Okay, I've seen enough," Raimundo gagged, "You guys have fun. Don't hurt her Jack."

Looking back, Rai realized that he probably should've said that to Kimiko.

Dojo took off to the sky and Jack finally got the door open.