Why am I even here?

That question rang through Kim's mind for the hundredth time since she arrived at Grace's house. She really wasn't in the mood to party that night and Grace had promised it'd only be a few friends coming over.

A few soon turned into about two hundred.

She aimlessly walked through the crowd of inebriated teenagers. Everywhere she looked she either saw people making out or grinding against each other.

Yep, awesome party.

"So, are you having fun?" Grace exclaimed, bouncing over to her with a smile on her face.

"I sure am!" Kim replied, lying through her teeth.

"Good! I've been worried about you lately!"

Kim blinked. "What? Why would you-"

"Because," Grace interrupted her. "you've been so gloomy and dismal! You need to have fun!"

She suddenly turned to the crowd, raised her arms and shouted, "WHOO!" They returned it, causing her to giggle.

"Grace, you're drunk." Kim stated, turning her friend back toward her.

"And you're Kim!" Grace laughed. "Now go have some fun!"

She pushed the blonde Wasabi Warrior back toward the crowd, much to her displeasure. Kim groaned and walked away, not even attempting to argue with Grace.

Sometimes she wondered why she was friends with the brunette holding the party. It's not like they confided in each other often. Kim even found her stuck up. Maybe it was because Grace kind of brought her out of her shell.

Kim wasn't much of a…party girl.

She made it to another part of the house, less crowded but still annoying. She managed to catch a breath of clear air before she spotted something that made her freeze.

Jack with his new girlfriend, a bubbly red head named Amy. They had met when Amy transferred to their high school, and ever since then Jack had been smitten.

Kim groaned as she watched Jack tuck a strand of hair behind Amy's ear, emitting a form of low growl under her breath.

What does precious little Amy have that I don't?

"Hey chica!" A familiar voice called out.

Kim didn't even look at Jerry to acknowledge him, only kept her eyes on Jack. She then pushed past him, mumbling "I need some air."

He stood stunned, staring after her, until he decided to follow her outside. Where they were met with even more people making out.

"What? I couldn't have said anything offensive that quickly!" He stated, a look of disbelief on his face, as he approached her.

Kim rolled her eyes and let a breath out. "You didn't, don't worry."

"Ooh, I know that face." Jerry said with slight amusement. "You're mad about something."

"No I'm not!" She shouted, making him chuckle and raise his hands.

"Whoa, cool down!" He smirked, dropping his hands. "I was only making an observation."

"Well you're wrong." Kim grumbled, crossing her arms. "I'm just irritated."

"Mad. Irritated. They seem the same to me."

She sighed. "Jerry, I'm not in the mood tonight. Please, go find some poor girl to hit on and leave me alone."

"Well what if I want to stay here and talk to you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What if I don't care what you want?" She retaliated, her eyes narrowed.

Usually that would scare someone off, but Jerry wasn't a normal guy. He just laughed and took a sip of his drink.

"Kim Kim Kim…" He began, shaking his head. "Has anyone told you that you need to relax?" He placed his hands on her shoulders, but she shrugged them off.

"You're too late, Grace reminded me about ten minutes ago."

Kim could see Jerry physically cringe at the mention of Grace's name, making her smirk. She'd remember to use that little secret weapon for future reference.

"Ew, Grace. She's a nightmare isn't she?" It was more of a statement than a question.

Kim couldn't resist nodding in agreement as Jerry finished his drink in one gulp. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Careful. I've seen your drunken state before and trust me, it's not pretty."

He rolled his eyes. "It's not alcohol. Believe it or not I'm the designated driver tonight." He almost looked proud when saying that,

"You're right, I won't believe it." Kim smirked.

He smiled and looked back toward the crowd. "I'm supposed to drive Jack home later." He then spotted him with Amy. "But it looks like he'll be going home with someone else."

Kim rolled her eyes, groaning loudly. "Oh my god, yes! Jack has a girlfriend! Can we move on already?"

Jerry turned back to her, an expression of hilarity etched on his face. "Wow, someone's jealous aren't they?"

Her eyes went slightly bigger. "What? I'm not jealous of Jack and Amy!"

His smirk grew. "I never said it was you."

She swallowed nervously before looking around them. Nobody was listening in, but she wasn't going to take any chances.

She grabbed a hold of Jerry's leather jacket and pulled him with her into the nearest empty bedroom, a look of terror mixed with shock on her face.

"Ooh, want some privacy huh?" He joked as she slammed the door.

"What are you getting at?" She asked, her eyes narrowed.

He gave her a look. "Well, when a man and woman are attracted to each other they want to be alone-"

"Not about the privacy thing, about Jack!" She shouted, hitting his arm as she did so.

"Hey! Easy on the jacket!" He exclaimed, stopping her abuse. He then brushed off his sleeve and explained, "And I wasn't getting at anything."

She shook her head. "Yes you were. You said how it seemed as if I were jealous, even though I'm not!"

His smirk returned. "No, I didn't." He then sat down on the bed, looking up at her. "But you seem to be harping on the subject."

She laughed, trying to be nonchalant but failing miserably. "I am not harping on it! I just want to make sure that there isn't any mix up about how I feel."

"And what would that be exactly?" He asked, his eyebrow quirked.

She stood there for a second, at a loss for words. "I feel, um…" She began snapping her fingers, trying to come up with something. "I-I feel-"

"Come on, Kim!" He laughed, stopping her. "I know you're in love with Jack!"

Her eyes went as big as the moon. "No I'm-"

"Save it." He held up a hand, silencing her a second time. He then stood up and walked over to her. "I've seen the way you look at him. How you get all mad whenever a girl like Amy comes around."

"That doesn't mean anything. I look at him because he's always the center of attention and I just don't like girls like Amy! They're all perky and giggly and-"

"They have Jack."

She gave him a look. "Will you stop? I don't love Jack, okay?"

He hung his head before saying, "I may be dim, but I'm not stupid." She sighed. "And I know you're in love with Jack."

They stood in silence for a long minute before she asked softly, "How did you find out?"

He smiled. "It's actually pretty obvious. I'm surprised, with how smart he is, that he hasn't seen it yet."

She shrugged. "Maybe he's not that observational."

Jerry popped his collar. "Yeah, not like me. I noticed you were mad within two seconds of just talking to you."

She smirked. "Because I was basically shoving people out of my way!"

He chuckled, making her join in. But then it grew quiet again and Kim looked to the floor.

"I didn't expect to fall for him." She met his gaze again, seeing his face. "I really didn't. But when two people get as close as we are, there's bound to be some feelings."

"I get it." He nodded. "And I've seen how you two act around each other. All flirty and smiley."

She grinned. "Well apparently that doesn't mean anything to him, seeing as though he's with Amy."

Jerry stared at her. "He's an idiot, Kim. Being with you would be so easy! He wouldn't have to worry about getting to know you, because he already does. He'd just have the bonus of getting to kiss you."

She closed her eyes, a sad smile on her lips. "Ugh, don't plant those images in my head!" He chuckled quietly. "They're too perfect."

He shook his head, still smiling, and leaned against the dresser in the room. "You need to forget about Jack."

"I can't." She sighed. "Trust me, I've tried. Nothing seems to work."

"Even popping bubble wrap?" She looked at him like he was crazy, where he simply shrugged. "What? That stuff is addicting yo!"

She chuckled and shook her head. "I'm pretty sure that wouldn't work, but thanks."

He looked to the floor as the room went quiet again. They sat like that for another minute or so until she groaned and lightly laughed, "Jerry, help distract me from Jack!"

She was joking, but he stared at her for a second before he pushed off the dresser and walked over to her. He quickly grabbed her face and pulled her to him, their lips connecting in the middle.

Her eyes flew open as she pushed away from him. "What are you doing?"

He looked at her nonchalantly. "That distracted you, didn't it?"

"Well yeah, but Jerry you can't just kiss me like that!"

"Why not?"

She gave him another look. "Because! Because we're friends and that would just…it would…" He raised his eyebrows, where she threw her hands up in exasperation. "Look, we just can't do that okay?"

"Give me one reason."

"It'd be too weird. We don't feel that way toward each other and plus, I'm in love with Jack!"

He smirked and rolled his eyes. "It doesn't have to mean anything, Kim. It'd simply be for pleasure and-" His face suddenly went serious. "Wait, you're not a…"

She caught on and shook her head. "No, I'm not. I won't say who with, so let's just leave it at no."

His smirk returned. "That's good!" She scoffed and began to turn away, but he stopped her. "Think about it. It would get your mind off of Jack for a little bit and it would satisfy me greatly."

"You're disgusting."

He chuckled. "I'm a guy. Believe it or not, we think about it. And I know you girls do too."

She looked at him for a second before she turned away. "This is insane! I mean, I can't believe we're even considering this."

"You've never once thought about it?" He questioned, his tone laced with disbelief.

"Well, I mean maybe I have once…" She muttered, not looking him in the eye as she did.

His eyebrows went higher. "Really? With me?" She met his gaze again. "Wow, I feel so honored! I don't know who to thank, I guess my mom for giving me these devilishly good looks-"

"Stop it." She laughed, hitting him in the arm softly.

He smiled. "So what do you say? Feel like fulfilling your craziest fantasy of being with me for one night?"

She stared at him. "This would only be to get my mind off Jack. There's nothing romantic involved, got it?"

He held his hands up. "I don't know the meaning of the word."

"And no one can know. This would be our little secret."

He nodded, making her sigh. She then spotted a red solo cup on the dresser and, seeing there was liquid in it, gulped it down. "I don't know what was in there, but I'm gonna need it if we're going to do this."

He just looked at her. "Ouch, that's a bit of a blow to my ego."

She cracked a smile. "Oh you know what I mean."

He grinned and nodded. "I know." He then turned and looked through the nightstand. "Please be a teenager's room." He thought aloud.

"Aha!" He smiled, pulling out the small package. "I think we'll be needing this."

But when he saw her again, he could see that she looked unsure. That only made him smile at her as he walked over to her.

"Kim, you're one of my closest friends. If this whole thing makes you uncomfortable, we can just go see a movie instead."

She glanced at the door before meeting his gaze again. She then shook her head. "No, I want to do this. A movie won't make me forget. And I need to forget."

He looked at her solemnly, feeling a little sorry for her. He really wanted to take the pain away, even if for just a night. So he was going to make sure she felt wanted and cared for.

They stared into each other's eyes for a second before he joined their lips for the second time that night. She was hesitant at first, which he understood, but soon she responded to him with a new energy. He took advantage of that and pinned her against the door, making sure to lock it but never breaking contact with her.

One thing led to another and eventually all that could be heard was the loud music blaring through the walls mixed with their heavy panting. Their clothes lay scattered on the floor as they themselves laid next to each other in the bed.

"That was…" She breathed, staring up at the ceiling.

He looked over at her and smirked. "Wonderful? Spectacular? Amazing?"

She met his gaze and smiled. "The last one."

He was actually surprised. "Really? I wouldn't think you'd feel that way."

She shrugged. "It's a surprise to me as well, Martinez."

He rolled his eyes. "Well, we should probably get going before anyone notices we're gone."

"Yeah, just give me a sec." Kim sighed, closing her eyes.

He smirked. "Did I tire you?"

She laughed. "Shut up. I was tired before you."

He grinned and began to gather his clothes, putting them on piece by piece. When he was finished, and checked himself out in the dresser mirror, he turned back to see Kim asleep on the bed.

He smiled and walked over, sitting next to her sleeping form on the mattress. He just looked at her for a second, taking advantage of being able to see her this way.

Jerry sighed as he leaned down. "Jack may not see it, but you're beautiful." He kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you Kim Crawford."

One last look at her over his shoulder before he walked out, making sure to lock the room from the inside so no drunk, horny guy could get to her.

He then walked off like nothing even happened.

Sooo, what did you think?

This is my first Kickin' It fanfic! I actually liked Jack/Kim at first. And they're still a cute couple. But there's something more…interesting about Jerry/Kim. Maybe because they're the two that not many people think about?

Anyway, if I continue this it WILL be a Kerry story. There will be LITTLE Kick! Just making that clear! haha

So yeah! Read&review! :)