Author's Notes:

Disclaimer: I do not own the show Xiaolin Showdown nor do I own any of it's characters.

I decided to do this fic after I published my last one. It got pretty good reviews- it not being a well talked of coupling. One of my reviewers said "Is this the end of the story, or chapter? It would be interesting to see the other's reactions." Well that got my muse all worked up so I wrote this little number- my first real kinky fic ever.

THIS IS A MATURE YAOI FICTION- no butt sex, but MATURE NONE THE LESS.

If you don't like this kind of story- don't read.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

really mature content isn't introduced until the last chapter.

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Chapter One: Why didn't you wait?

"Listen, Rai, you're blowin' the whole thing outta proportion. It wasn't as bad as it looked like- "

"Not as bad as it looked like? Dude- you were writhing on the ground making out with Jack Spicer!"

Clay flushed. "We weren't exactly writhing…"

Raimundo snorted and looked away.

It had been three days since the Xiaolin monks had come across Clay and Jack in the clover field trying to suck each other's lips off, and Raimundo hadn't talked to anyone about it since.

He was absolutely furious for Clay not telling him that he was gay. (He was too angry to take into consideration that Clay himself had been confused about the whole matter up until that eventful day.) He was almost as angry with Kimiko, 'cause it turns out that she knew about the whole thing and hadn't told him. After all, it wasn't exactly a secret that Raimundo had a crush on Clay. Actually, the only reason that Rai hadn't made any moves towards Clay was because he was one hundred percent positive that the cowboy was as straight as a poker.

And now, now that he's found out that he and Clay, his biggest crush and secret love, played on the same team, Clay's taken. And not just taken.

Clay had to choose the absolute lowest, dirtiest, foulest person, probably on the face of the planet, to allow into his pants.

Okay, fine, maybe they hadn't actually gotten that far yet, but it was plain to see that that was the direction they were going in, considering Clay's position on Jacks "lower region". Clay had been trying to talk to Raimundo, trying to tell him that he was sorry, that he didn't know his sexual preferences mattered so much to the Brazilian monk, but Raimundo just wouldn't hear it.

Raimundo glared at Clay telling him plainly that this conversation was over and that it would be better for the both of them if Clay would just leave. The Earth Dragon's shoulders slumped a little and he turned his back and started to walk away.

But Raimundo wanted to end the meeting on his terms and yelled to Clay's retreating back,

"If you're so upset, why don't you go home with your little boyfriend? I'm sure he could make you feel better."

The backs of Clay's ears reddened as he said angrily, not turning back to Rai,

"Well maybe I will. I don't seem to be doin' so well off out here." And stalked back into the temple.

Raimundo sighed heavily and buried his head in his hands.

That had not gone well.

He moaned as tears gathered at the corners of his eyes.

He wanted to be with Clay so badly. He wanted to be able to call Clay his. He wanted to be the one Clay stayed up worrying about.

Not Jack.

Definitely not Jack.

Oh God- Clay!

'Why didn't you wait Clay? Why didn't you wait for me?'