That night, Kimmy stared out her window. Her eyes seemed as if they were dimming. She knew what Kimiko ment on what she had said earlier that day. She twiddled her thumbs, waiting for Jack. Little did she know, Jack had the same thing she had earlier.
Wuya flew a feet, and turned back again. Almost like a ghostly pase. "How could you? You fell in love with a XAIOLIN??" Wuya steamed. "The xaiolins are our enemies, not our friends." Jack looked at the ground as if he were a child getting scolded by his mother. "Kimmy has been my friend for forever, Wuya. I can't help..." Jack trailed off, Wuya inturupting him. "Help what? Betraying the Heylins?" Wuya said, glareing at Jack. Jack looked up, his expression tightened. "I don't care Wuya. It's not like I'm going to turn on you!" He said, storming out. He grabbed his Jack recorder, and walked slowly to the temple. "Kimmy, I don't know how to say this. You mean the world to me, but Wuya is making it hard for me to see you. I love you with a deep love. One that rarely is found within a person. Just letting you know how much you mean to me deepens it more." Jack paused, "I loved you first." Jack smiled, pressing the 'stop recording' button. He remembered a song he had heard in his recent trip to the Americas. "I loved her first..."
Jack arrived at the temple minutes later. He threw a sponge at the window Kimmy was at nights before. Kimmy peeked out the window, giving a slight smile. She opened the window, as the recorder flew up once again. She pressed play listening to the message Jack had made. She smiled, tears dripping down her pale face. She pressed record, whispering into it softly. "I know what you mean. I love you more then salt and bread, that's a lot of love. Kimiko has told me I am not to see you anymore. I don't care, I love you. What I will do for love is nothing. It's what I would do to love YOU is what means the most." She whispered, stopping the message and sending it back down.
Jack recived the message, he almost cried his soul out at the last part. He gently slid the recorder in a backpack and started climbing up some ivy on the wall. When he had reached Kimmy's window, he looked at her. His eyes watering, but with a graceful smile upon them. He leaned up to her, kissing her deeply. Kimmy closed her eyes, the world spinning around her like it was never to stop. How she longed for this in her years. A real kiss. Not like the one she had gotten days ago, but a real, sincre one. Jack pulled back, Kimmy's fantasy stopped. She smiled, and whispered. "Thanks."