Author's Notes:
1. Xiaolin Showdown does not belong to me... unfortunetly
2. All chapter's are rather short and the story is fast-paced. More on that in later chapters
3. If you don't like boyXboy coupling, don't read this. There isn't anything explicit. T rating, just in case.
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Chapter 1: One True Love
Jack groaned and buried his hands in his hair. It just wasn't going as planned. Frustrated and unable to concentrate, he threw down the screwdriver he had been using on his Jack-bots and stormed up the stairs to his room. He didn't even notice when he walked through a startled Wuya- and that's something most tend to notice. All those long nights spent awake formulating plans had been wasted. His attempts to change his appearance and mannerisms had worked, but didn't seem to help at all. Jack stared at himself in his bedroom mirror. Two months ago he had looked so different. His hair now held no gel, his eyes were still defined by black, but not nearly so much as usual. He no more ugly trench coats and boots, but he was more fashionable. No more rips or fraying edges and there wasn't that hideous vampire collar anymore.
Jack sighed and pushed his limp hair out of his eyes. He had grown up. There was no more shrieking, redundant boasting, or whining. Well- not normally. The boasting came out occasionally, but only when it was really necessary. He had learned to approach a problem tactfully, and evaluate situations intelligently. He was winning more and more Wu, and yet it didn't matter because Jack didn't have him. Jack didn't have the person who was the reason for all of his drastic changes. Jack didn't have Clay. Jack still didn't have Clay, even after two months of training and discipline. Jack could fight without relying on robots now. He was finally a worthy opponent and that just seemed to push him further away from the monk he wanted so desperately to be near. Jack chuckled dryly and flopped down onto his bed. Despite all his genius he didn't know why, when, or how it happened. His sudden affection for the Texan monk seemed to appear out of no where. However, there was no denying it, affection was there. Somehow, the more Jack thought about it, trying to logic his way out of "love", the more it made sense. How could you not care for someone like that? Gentle, caring, humble, talented, not to mention cute with a great southern accent. Those amazing ocean blue eyes that Jack wanted to dive into- the adorable freckles smattering his rounded visage. Jack smiled dreamily just thinking about him.
But then reality hit and his smile disappeared. Yes, now he was a better villain, and now he knew what it was like to love, but the one he wanted would never want him. Two months of subtle seduction had proved that Clay had no feelings toward the young evil genius. Jack sorrowfully covered his eyes with a hand. His one true love was an impossible dream that Jack couldn't escape. "God, Clay." Jack muttered. "Get out of my head."
Miles away, Dragon of Earth Clay sneezed, having the distinct impression that someone was trying to talk to him.