Hello my faithful reviewers! I started school again today and I hated it! Haha. But who does like school? Oh well. So, here's the next chapter for Lost Cause, and please, if you read this and like it, even if you're a guest, just let me know! It makes my day. Kay, thanks!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Kickin' It, but I do own a small dog that can jump up to my face! (RANDOMNESSSSS!)

KPOV

Just to inform you, Ty and the Black Dragons hate us. As well as we do them. I don't know how or when it started, probably something to do with Rudy and Ty, but, no changing it now.

Anyways, we were settling down, waiting for our food when the bell rang, acknowledging the newest business. We didn't pay attention to who was coming in, it wasn't that much of an odd occurrence, Phil did have customers. We didn't look, that is until we heard the unmistakable bosating voice of Ty.

"Ah, so the rumors are true, eh Rudy?" Ty placed his hand on Rudy's shoulder and gave it a tight squeeze.

Rudy sighed and shrugged out of the grip, turning around to look up at Ty, "What do you want, Ty?"

"Well, certainly not any meat balls!" Ty laughed and turned to the rest of the Black Dragons who weren't laughing, he waved his hand and they started laughing too and then he cut them off with another wave of his hand when he was done, "Oh, Rudy, I just wanted to see if the rumors were true that you finally got a new kid who might have a chance at Karate."

Jack looked up at him and glared. Ty flinched and laughed a bit shakily, "Huh, this kid's, something, isn't he?" Ty asked.

"This kid has a name," Jack snapped.

Ty flinched back a bit, but waited to see if Jack would finish with what his name was. But Jack just kept his face neutral, not making eye contact with anyone.

Ty gave up, "Well, what's you name, kid?"

Jack looked at him with his face set in stone, "Jack." He snapped.

Ty bent backwards with an "ooohh!" and then, "He's got some spunk, good luck training him in Karate, Judy."

Jerry giggled a bit like he always does when Ty calls Rudy that. I elbowed him in the ribs and his laughs wheezed to a stop.

"I'm not training for Karate." Jack stated, coldly.

Ty laughed, "Well, I wouldn't either if Rudy was training me. You come on down to the Black Dragon dojo and we'll show you how it's done."

Jack fixed him with his burning glare, "I said I'm not training for Karate, ever," He stood up from his chair, "I'm outta here."

Jack left us all in shocked silence. Ty just patted Rudy on the back, "Have fun with that." Then he walked out, heading the opposite way that Jack did.

I stood up with a sigh, "I guess I better go see if he's alright." I stated, it's always been my job to talk to the boys when they were down.

Rudy nodded, him and the guys' eyes already focused on a tray of food coming our way. I rolled my eyes, pigs will be pigs.

I pushed out of the glass doors and looked around for Jack. I didn't have to look long, he was sitting on a bench by the giant pretzel stand.

He was leaning over and looking at his hands as he twisted them around.

I sat next to him, letting him know I was there for silent support.

It was always like this, I would let the guys speak first and rant about anything they wanted to.

Jack finally relented and sighed, "Why do you do this?"

Okay, not what I expected, but it's a start, "Do what?"

He shrugged and looked up and around, anywhere but at me, "I don't know, take me in, talk to me, deal with me?"

I shrugged and a smile pulled at the corner of my lips, "We've only had you for a couple days, you can't say that we are really dealing with you yet."

Jack gave a small laugh, "From the way I've been acting, I would have been kicked out from any other home yesterday."
I shrugged, "We are Warriors, we have stubbornment issues."

"That's not a word," Jack pointed out.

Since when? "I was used in How to Train Your Dragon," I shot back.

Jack chuckled a bit, "First of all, I cant believe you actually watched that, and second of all, Hiccup was a Viking so they don't speak well and you totally stole that line from him from the beginning when he said, 'We're Vikings, we have stubbornment issues.'"

I laughed really hard, "Yeah, I'm the only one watching that!" I laughed some more when I saw his cheeks redden slightly.

We sat in silence as my laughter faded out. The humorous conversation was over.

Jack sighed, "I'm tired of being like this."

I looked at him, "Like what?"

He shrugged again, "like I don't care, like nothing gets to me and like I'm dangerous I guess."

I nodded, "Then why do you act like that?" I asked.

Jack looked at me and I returned his gaze, "All I've ever learned to do was fight, Kim. My grandpa loved me, but he loved fighting more. I've always fought, that's what I do, but I don't want to anymore."

I shook my head slightly, not breaking his gaze, "Then don't."

Jack chuckled darkly, still looking me in the eye, "I wish it was that simple." He finally broke my gaze.

I sighed and lightly touched his arm, he stiffened before slowly relaxing to my touch, "Jack, we can show you what it's like to feel loved again if you will let us." I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and I was surprised when he didn't pull away, but instead leaned into my shoulder.

"Kim?" he asked.

"Hm?" I hummed.

He sighed, "I don't know, thanks."

I smiled at his sincerity, "Anytime," I answered.

It wasn't long after when we heard Rudy shrill, girl like scream coming from Falafel Phil's.

Here we go.

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