A/N Thanks to the guests who have reviewed my story, it really helps me a lot! To one guest review, I promise I will complete this story right now (like I am making the promise right now, I can't write a story in less than a day...) I have decided I will try to post every day, at least for now. On the weekends it is harder for me to post. Sunday's I never post, so just know that. If I ever don't post when I say I will, there are a few reasons. 1.) I am sick 2.) Technical problems 3.) Day off of school (because when I have school my schedule stays the same, so it is easy to post) 4.) I may get behind on writing and experience writer's block.

Anyways, the point of all this, I WILL FINISH THIS STORY EVEN IF I HAVE TO WRITE IT ON MY DEATHBED, I WILL NOT STOP POSTING!

Also, I do not own Kickin It.

Onto the story! (Cute Kick moment at the end :D)

The rest of the day was normal, and after school, the guys and I all walked over to the dojo.

"Hey, Rudy!" I said.

"Ahhh- ahhh- AHHHH" he ran into his office crying.

"Okay…" I said. "You guys want to spar?"

"Yeah! I call Milton!" Eddie said.

"I want Jack!" Jerry said quickly.

"What if I want Jack?" I challenged.

"I called him first!" Jerry yelled.

"Dude why do you care so much about sparring with Jack? Why don't you spar with Kim? Jack is way harder to beat!" Eddie intervened.

"Yeah, but yo, Kim scares me!" Jerry said.

"Uhh, whatever," I said rolling my eyes.

Jack watched Eddie and Milton spar and helped with their technique. Meanwhile, I started punching a dummy and Jerry, well, he was doing something with tape and pillows…

After Eddie and Milton finished, Jack and Jerry sparred. "Wanna spar Kim?" Jack asked.

He held out his hand and I grabbed it, him pulling me up. "Sure."

As we sparred Rudy walked in. We stopped for a second but he didn't say anything so we continued. It all ended with Jack flipping me to my stomach and helping me back up, the guys all stunned. Like always.

"No, no, no!" Rudy yelled. "Kim! Come on we've worked on this you need more rotation in your kicks!" He corrected me. He continued to criticize me and Jack for another 5 minutes.

"Are you done?" I asked.

"No! Make sure that when someone tries to-" was all I heard before I ran into the locker room.

Luckily when I got back Rudy was gone.

"Kim, wanna go get something to eat?" Jack asked me.

"Like a date?" I hoped.

"Uhh, um, yeah. Sure!" He replied.

I laughed a little and grabbed my stuff.

"Where are you two going?" Milton asked.

"We were just going to get something to eat," Jack started.

"Great! I'm starved! Jerry, Eddie, wanna come get something to eat with us?" Milton said.

The other two ran out and grabbed their bags.

"Umm, actually guys this was supposed to be just me and Jack," I said.

"What do you mean?" Jerry asked.

"She means, Kim and I are going on a date."

"A date?!" They all simultaneously yelled.

"Yeah," I said biting my lip and giving Jack a one-handed hug.

"Well, we should be going…" Jack said, pulling me out of the dojo.

"Dude! I knew it! You guys owe me 5 bucks!" Jerry said.

"Why do they owe you five bucks?" I asked, turning back around.

"Cause I knew you and Jack would be dating before the end of the year!" Jerry said with a smirk.

Before I could do anything, Jack pulled me out and we went to Captain Corn Dogs. We walked in and I saw this weird man come in a few minutes after us, while Jack was ordering.

As we walked to our table the man brushed right against me, and as he said sorry he looked straight into my eyes. I know it happens all the time, but this guy gave me a weird feeling.

Jack pulled me towards him and we sat down. "That was weird!" I said quickly, sensing Jack was starting to get a little protective.

Jack and I looked over and saw another man a few tables away starting at us, me. Jack scooted to block me from view and turned to face me.

"Weird, isn't it?" I said shakily.

"Kim, listen. I know you can defend yourself and you hate when you feel helpless. But you have to let others protect you sometimes," Jack started.

"What?" That was a weird thing to say.

"Listen, I think this whole thing with those people yesterday was really weird, but I don't think we've seen the end of it. For all we know, those guys could be spying on us, on you. I'm going to try to figure this out, but you have to be willing to not fight every chance you get." Jack said.

"Is that why we're here? So you can lecture me about being safe?" My voice grew louder. "And what do you mean about fighting? I think I know how to protect myself thank you very much!"

I tried to get out of the seat, but Jack was blocking the only way. "Excuse me!" I demanded.

"No, Kim. That's not what I was trying to say!" Jack said.

I started to stand up, but he pushed me back down. "Jack! Just let me go!" I said, pretty much yelling now.

Just then that man that was looking at me earlier came over.

"Can I talk to you, sir?" He said to Jack.

Jack stood up but blocked the way to get out of the bench still. The man looked at me and scooted Jack to the side, making way for me to move. He motioned his arm, to signal the way. I almost left, but I was curious what he wanted, plus he kind of scared me a little.

"That is no way to talk to a young lady sir!" He scolded. He said a few more things, probably assuming that Jack was hurting me, or holding me against my will or something. I mean, he kind of was holding me against my will, but not like that.

"Thank you, sir, I will be more careful," Jack said before turning his back to the man, so as to signal he should leave. After the man left Jack sat back down and grabbed my hand.

"Kim, I'm sorry. It's just, you are really strong, I don't doubt that. But real strength is holding back when you'd rather not. Just, trust me through this," he told me.

Wow, that was deep. "Okay," I said. We looked into each other's eyes again, those deep brown eyes. Before I knew what I was doing, our lips were inches apart. They were almost touching, then they were touching. It felt like everything around us stopped and time stood still.

We pulled apart and looked at each other. After a few minutes of silence, Jack turned to his food and cleared his throat. Ah, I just love making the oh-so-strong Jack feel vulnerable and awkward.