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Jack frowned in annoyance when Omi used the silk spinner to swing down and chat to his fellow monks.

'That should be against the rules,' he thought in annoyance. 'Nobody should be allowed any contact with anyone else during the showdown.'

He forced himself back to the fight in time to hear Kimiko call him a momma's boy and he scowled.

"Hey, who are you calling a momma's boy?" He shouted down at them annoyed.

Omi turned back towards him and Jack frowned. He didn't like that smug look on his round face…maybe he should have used the conch while he was talking to his friends.

'Well too late for that now,' he thought as Omi came swinging up towards him.

He would figure out his plan using the conch right now instead. He found himself being flung back by the bald monk though when he got distracted by the others insults. He hated hearing those thoughts; so like the things he was told by his family and everyone he ever knew. The genius hated the fact that everyone looked down on him.

"Mind reader conch!" He calls out again in despair and then hears something that makes his heart stutter.

'Wooee that Jack looks perdier than a Texas sunset.'

Jack stumbled back a step in confusion. The boy couldn't think and he didn't know what to do. The comment said in a cowboy's drawl had stopped his genius mind point blank. The words just kept repeating itself in his mind and he didn't even notice when he lost the showdown. He did notice them all staring at him though and swallowed as his red eyes meet a pair of blue ones.

'Escape…escape…escape!' his mind screamed at him.

"Changing chopsticks," he called out quickly and then ran into a small mouse hole. He didn't have to look at them then or see those blue eyes but it didn't stop the cowboy's words that kept running around his skull.

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The next wu to reveal itself was the shadow of fear. Jack would have been happy to just sit it out and let the monks have it until he discovered what it did. There was no way in hell he was letting them discover his fears. He had no desire what so ever to see the monks though, well not the cowboy at least, so it was a good thing he had installed a hyper speed mode in his jet. Using it he made it to the shen gong wu and was already gone before the dragon was even a speck on the horizon. He quickly stored it in his safe and dropped down into his favorite thinking chair to stare at some paper. Instead of working out calculations though his mind was buzzing with thoughts of Clay.

'He finds me attractive? How is that even possible? No one has ever found me attractive before. Maybe I just imagined it. Yeah that's probably it.'

"Perdier then a texas sunset."

'God damn it. Wait there's no way this can be real. Clay is the least gay man I know.'

"Texas sunset."

'Fuck why can't I get him out of my head? Hmm maybe I should make a machine that can remove thoughts; that would be useful.'

As much as he whined about it though Jack didn't want to let the memory go. That was the first time he had ever heard someone say something nice about his appearance and he wanted to hold that close. Even if it was a man, and a xiaolin monk, and now he found himself imagining Clay's blue eyes and his muscular form.

'Fuck…what am I going to do?'

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He ended up hiding for a couple days; sadly he didn't have long before the next wu showed up. The Crouching Tiger or something stupid like that. Again he would rather just sit around and let the monks get it but with Wuya screaming in his ear he had no choice but to go. She was already pissed off about the fact that he hadn't used the shadow of fear against the dragons. As much as he would like to see their deepest fears there was no way in hell he was going anywhere near them at that point. Not with his head still full of Clay.

He arrived as soon as he could, unfortunately he had forgotten to fill the gas for the hyper drive so it wasn't as fast as he would have liked. He was still at the top of the mountain and grabbing the wu while the monks were all the way down at the bottom though. So the genius figured that was a plus. He couldn't see the cowboy from here.

"Seismic Kick Earth!"

The cliff Jack was standing on immediately began to shudder and break and he let out a scream as he started falling towards the ground, the tiger held tightly in his arms. He knew this was going to hurt but was surprised when he hit warm arms instead.

He looked up, right into Clay Bailey's face. Clay's arms were wrapped around him with one of them around his waist and the other resting on top of the wu in Jack's arms. In that split second where they just stared at each other Jack noticed how bright the blue of Clay's eyes are and how muscled his arms felt around him; how good he smelled, like a mixture of freshly cut grass and hay before his face flushed bright red to match his hair.

"Jack Spicer I challenge ya-"

Clay didn't get to finish his sentence as Jack emitted a girly high pitched scream and jolted from his arms dropping the wu in the process. He didn't care though and just took to the sky with his heli-bot as fast as he could leaving behind his jet, four confused monks and an angry ghost.

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AN: I have freaking fallen in love with Xiaolin Showdown haha and this is my favorite couple so far. This takes place during the episode Hear Some Evil, See Some Evil. I had the thought of I wonder what would happen if Jack heard something other then an insult through the conch and then began to imagine him freaking the fuck out over it haha.