A/N: Well it's been a while since I've last updated. I kind of left bad for y'all, especially after the almost kiss. Which I hadn't planned. The story is never planned and I'm kind of struggling how to do this but I'm taking it slow until I kind of have the vibe to this whole plot. So let's bear with this, I hope y'all really don't mind. I'm starting to get a good idea and I'm hoping something else good comes up but here y'all go. The next chapter to the story. A kind of a short chapter since I had no idea what to do after.
Sorry for the grammar/spelling mistakes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It except for the Plot.
Wasabi Warriors: I Fight For You
Chapter Twelve: Something Old And Something Shocking
It took her a while before she got to retrieve her senses that dulled when she felt Jack's hot breath brushing against her lips. She stood in shock, gluing the flat surface of her feet to the ground. Finally she struggled to drag her feet across the room to clutch the doorknob for support, she briefly leaned her head against the corner of the door. Licking her lips and closed her eyes at the thought of facing Jack again, her nails clawed against the back of the door in frustration and regret. Why did she have to become a girl and get caught up in the moment?
Sure she always found Jack attractive but never to the point of losing control; pulsating her further, so she could touch his lips. Her breathing began to even out, slightly uneven at the thought of facing the guy she had known for years, the guy that might be the person how caused this million of emotions. She forced herself to let go of the door and stumble forward, her eyes peeking over the railing as the gang huddled around the glass table in her living room.
She studied them carefully, her throat drying as she spotted Jack. Just a few inches to far away from the group. His hands shoved in his pockets and his eyes had drifted away from the gang to his own thoughts. Exactly what she feared was his thoughts, his chocolate brown eyes had a hazy glaze. Resting her forehead against the cool bar she let out a quiet sigh. Feeling their patience beginning to fade she stumbled up, one hand tightly gripping the railing as she glide down the steps.
The tension in the air had grew, even if they were meters apart. The air had grown thick, enough to make her struggle to breath. She lightly stepped forward, her eyes avoiding the guy as still as a statue. She had quickly remembered to grab the letter, feeling the rough texture glide over her fingertips she somehow found comfort. Patting the letter against her free and open palm, she took another step. Tapping the hunched Rudy on the shoulder, he spun around in relief as he spotted her.
"This is the letter." she spoke, daring her voice not to tremble. "I haven't opened it yet."
"Why?" Rudy asked as he flipped the letter around, his eyes drawing the familiarity of it. "Not?" he added.
"I just it just slipped my mind." Kim responded lightly. Rudy flipped it to the front before pulling out the paper, Kim prayed it wasn't like the movies, where the writing or ink was smudged that would only infuriate the main character. She pulled her lower lip from her biting teeth and tried to remain calm as Rudy slowly unfolded the letter, curiosity still gleaming from his drooping eyelids.
"Dear Rudy," Rudy stopped and stared the them in disbelief, "I'm glad you were able to decide what the fate of your dojo would be. I'm surprised you've actually bothered to read my threatening email and I hope or dare you not to tell your kids anything about this exchange. Bobby Wasabi is sure not to tell, yes, I've sent the an email to him, Judy-"
Jerry burst out laughing, planting a steady hand on his stomach before pretending to wipe a fake tear from his eye. "Judy! Classic." Rudy ignored his silly comment and placed his attention back on the letter even more so confused.
"There's no way out of this. Bobby Wasabi knows the lie, and you know the truth. You can't do anything about this because, you don't know how to contact him. I've gave him tickets to another place to avoid you, told him you've changed you number. He hates your guts, and it's all because of me. Everything I hold as a secret is safe in my own victory storage, if you know what I mean. Let's just say that your dojo..." Rudy squinted bringing his face closer and Kim peered over, groaning at the sight of the smudge ink with a stained and dried water drop on the letter.
"You cried, Rudy." Kim said in a soft tone. "How could you not remember this?" her voice wasn't angry, she felt sadness. Rudy had done something for them, perhaps. He had struggled with his decision and all she could do was thank him for doing something so brave. That could make him sacrifice something that made him cry, something that the kids would eventually find out.
Rudy shrugged, his eyes going blank. Kim slipped the letter from his grasp and scanned down the letter, her eyes freezing on the end of the page. "The Black Dragons. There's the official symbol of the dojo, it's held in their dojo. I should know, I've been there and I worked for Ty. He printed this out of his office and the document might be still there." Kim told them.
She stiffened as Jack neared them, his eyes staring at her furiously before demanding the letter. She wordlessly handed it to him, careful not to give him any physical contact. "Kim's right. I only way he can find out what he's hiding is in the dojo, it's the only way to find out what the threat was, what the lie was and-"
Kim cut him off, nodding slightly at him. "And where Bobby might be."
The past few hours had the gang gathered around Kim's living, laughing and smiling as they chat among each together. Through out all those times, Kim bore a grin on her face, it hardly cracked and could only enjoy this delayed reunion. Glancing around her now, she could barely sit still as the familiarity of the faces bought a jolt in her spine. She was afraid she might burst into hiccups at anymore, clutching at her pillow she listened intently as Jerry and Milton rattled on about their differences.
She caught Jack's warm gaze and immediately looked down, the smile hadn't disappeared but her cheeks flushed. Her fingers poking against the pillow, she tucked her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on top. The air was filled with a happy and warm sensation that Kim wished to bottle up and keep in her room. Even with the letter that reminded everyone about the last 2 years sitting in the middle of the table, it didn't ruin their moment. They had each other and even with 2 years, they had managed to find their way back to each other and to themselves.
She hadn't felt so much joy in just a few hours. Feeling the old Kim worming back without difficultly, the trace of the new Kim still made her unstable with her choices. Especially with her almost kiss with Jack, she had let the old and new Kim mixed together without difficulty and create only complications.
After a few more minutes had past, Rudy was to go home followed after Eddie, then Jerry and then Jack then Milton. Kim was suddenly surrounded with coldness, the smile disappeared and she let out a shaky breath. She already missed them, she had fought the urge to run over to someone's house just to hang out with them at 9 o'clock in the evening. Yes, she was feeling rebellious but at the same time cautious of her thoughts and actions.
Grasping the envelope, she flipped it around to distract herself. Coming upon the Black Dragon's seal, faded during the time, she stroked the seal tenderly. With her dark eyebrows furrowed as she tried to come up with a plan to find something new that may help them get their dojo back. Just as she rose from the couch, a knock was heard from her front door. She cocked an surprised eyebrow but wandered over to the door and timidly opened the door.
Dread rose in her stomach as she had come face to face with Nicole, a frown plastered on her face. Nicole stomped in, Kim opening and shutting her mouth but closed her door. Kim shoved her hands in her pockets and pursed her lips as Nicole removed her coat hastily.
"Come in?" Kim said. Nicole spun around with a deadly look, Kim gulped loudly. She wasn't afraid, she just didn't like the fact that she was alone with Nicole after quitting the clique. When Nicole didn't answer but simply stood there with an unyielding face, Kim let out a sigh and leaned against the front door with crossed arms. "What do you want Nicole?"
"You know what I want!" Nicole snapped bitterly, "Why can't you just let this whole fiasco go!" Kim narrowed her eyes dangerously as Nicole rambled on.
"Isn't it bad enough that the whole school is literally hating us, the clique for letting you go and this project! The nobodies are actually doing something to get themselves noticed and everyone hates it! Have you see what you've done! The dance team lost it's place in their championship because Jerry Martinez failed to attend their practices and forgot about their competition," Nicole continued on, "The math league got second place in their competition and lost their trophy because Milton hasn't been attending their lunch meetings. And Jack! Jack! He freaking let someone become the quarterback for one game just to rescue you! They freaking lost!"
Kim exhaled sharply and advanced towards Nicole with hatred raging across her brown eyes, "What do you me by rescue me?" Nicole snapped her mouth shut, her eyes widening. "How they hell do you know about the ambush in the alley!" Kim shrieked.
"There wouldn't have been an ambush if you didn't quit the literature group!" Nicole cried out nervously, "There wouldn't have been an ambush if I hadn't offered the idea to the Black Dragons. I thought it might scare you off to doing the plan!" Kim froze in shock, her hands forming into fists and she trembled and struggled trying to remain calm but one look at Nicole had set her off.
"You freaking planned an ambush just to make me stop the plan! I could have gotten killed! Why the heck did you plan a physical hand-to-hand combat against me!" Kim cried out, hurt by her betrayal, "You knew I haven't done karate. I thought you were rude and just plain sarcastic..." Kim shook her head in disappointment, "But no. You are a heartless and cold human being!"
"I did it for the school and the group, Kim!" Nicole raised her voice, Kim could see the vein become visible as Nicole continued to yell at her, "You belong with us! You can't change that! You won't and that was the only way to-"
"Scare me? Make me become stupidly vulnerable?" Kim scoffed in disgust, "If that's what you think was the best for everyone and me. Then you don't know me, and you never will. Now get out." Kim growled. Nicole widened her eyes but stomped towards the door, and Kim resisted the urge to slam her head against the door. Kim trembled and shut her eyes close at the violent thoughts.
Kim strolled over to the chair in which Nicole left her coat draped over and wandered back to the front door, hissing as the cold hit her exposed skin. She tossed the coat over the waiting Nicole and gave her a forced smile. "Goodbye, Nicole."
With that, Kim slammed the door with as much force as she could lay on it. Sliding down afterwards to regain her breath.
Nicole stood with a frustrated expression as she gripped her coat, as she roughly pulled it on. Nicole shoved her hands in her pockets with a grumble, her eyes landing on Kim's front porch and immediately her eyes turned into slit and she chuckled in a dangerous tone. Stepping away from the pathway, she began to retreat into the shadow.
"This isn't goodbye, Kimberly. It's just the beginning." Nicole chuckled.
The moment Kim entered through the front doors of the school, dread hit her. Plastered on every beige wall was a poster of Milton Krupnick in his favorite Spongebob Squarepants boxers, holding a plastic and fake electric guitar, his red hair spiked up and his chest bare. His expression pulled into a hardcore scream, as he posed for the picture.
She spotted him, his eyes blank and his skin even more pale than it usually was. His hands were buried in his hair, messing it up in the process. Kim stumbled over her feet as she neared him with an concerned expression. Gripping the strap of her backpack tighter than necessary she finally reached him, shooting glares over to people who snickered and pointed at him.
"What the hell, Milton?" Kim hissed in shock, "Why did you post this up?" Milton shot her a deadly look and shook his head in disappointment. Kim whistled and retreated back slightly at her words, "Oh. You didn't."
Milton flew to his feet, his breathing puffing out at her. His face regaining color and turning into a bright shade of red, "You! You! You did this!" Milton growled loudly. Kim stepped back in shock, "You publicly humiliated me!" Kim scoffed in disbelief, her eyes widening in the process.
"Me? Why did you think it was me?" Kim cried out in complete shock, then she froze. She turned to the poster and grasp the nearest one, ripping it and examining it. Her face loosing color the more she examined it, closing her eyes, she shook her head before tossing the poster aside with carelessness. "No! No! It wasn't me, I swear Milton!"
"You had the only copy of this picture! How could it not be you!" Milton cried out in frustration, "And to believe you're denying it!"
"How could you not trust me!" Kim huffed in disbelief as he brushed past her and headed for his locker, Kim let out a frustrated huff and followed after him. "Yes, I may be threatening but I would never do this!" As Milton slammed open his locker, Kim flinched at the loud sound, Milton barely looked at her before shaking his head.
"But then again, it had been 2 years." Milton snapped. Kim cringed as he shoved books inside. As the rest of the gang met up with them, Kim grew silent her eyes wandering aimlessly at the poster, her eyes hardening at each one of them. She wanted to burn the school down for such a thing, to make matters worse, Milton had kept rambling on about how Kim had purposely betrayed him and his self-esteem.
"Kim, did this?" Jack asked in disbelief, his lips pursed unconvinced by Milton's statement. "Milton, I know she's sarcastic and all. But Kim would never do this." Jack defended. She felt her hopes rise before it crumbled away as Milton repeated again of how she had the only copy of the picture.
"It's been two years. Things change in people," Milton said with disgust, "You never know the dark side of a person. And I can't hang out today, I have a meeting to go to." The words hit her hard, the same words that Milton Krupnick had said the moment they began drifting apart.
A/N: Well this was a different take, I didn't know I was going to write that. I nothing else to say... but there's tension between Kim and Jack...and nothing else to say but...
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