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Jack found himself absentmindedly doodling equations on a sheet of paper as his mind wandered. He could feel his face getting redder in embarrassment as he thought about Clay.

"JACK!" He jumped at the shrill screech in his ear and groaned.

"What Wuya?"

Jack's whole body shuddered as the ghost phased through him. He met her glare with a scowl when she turned to face him.

"Get off your lazy ass and do something, you've been more useless than usual lately. The monks now have the crouching cougar, Lasso Boa Boa, Monsoon sandals, mosaic scale, monarch wings, and the lunar locket."

Jack felt a pang of guilt that he hadn't gone out in a while. He'd missed out on several wu because he was a coward. The Moonsoon sandals had sounded really cool too; he'd always wanted to stretch his legs like that.

"Hey, I've still got seventeen wu," Jack said defensively.

"Yes, compared to their twenty eight," Wuya replied contemptuously.

"Fine then, I'll go do a raid," he snapped irritably and Wuya released an annoyed snort.

"Just don't bring any wu we can't afford to lose." She said rudely.

Jack just huffed and moved away to examine his hidden wu. It was time he got out and did something anyway; he wasn't a coward and it was time he proved it. In the end he decided to just take the Monkey Staff, Changing Chopsticks and Fist of Tebigong. He waited until dark before he headed over to the monks temple; he wasn't hoping for a glance of a certain cowboy…nope, not at all. He used the new stealth jetpack and landed quietly in a tree near the vault; the monkey staff ensuring he kept his balance. Jack smiled when he saw Kimiko on guard. He released a sigh, half relieved and half disappointed it wasn't Clay, and moved closer calculating how far he had to go to get inside and studying how alert Kimiko. He easily got past the dragon of fire using the Changing Chopsticks and started going through the wu carefully. He used a new electronic device he had made to ensure no alarms went off; he always got a thrill when one of his inventions works properly in the field.

Jack tried to think intelligently as he surveyed the wu; he couldn't take all of them. That always resulted in immediate retaliation which he doesn't want.

Golden Tiger Claws first as it would keep the monks from just appearing in his lab. Jack studied the rest of the wu with a frown. He couldn't match the dragons with brute strength. The genius sent one last longing look at the Sword of the Storm and instead grabbed the Shroud of Shadows. He knew he needed to play to his strengths and what he was good at was more strategy and stealth than anything else. He slipped the Mind Reader Conch into his bag next, since just the thought of the monks having it made him nervous. He grabbed the Mantis Flip Coin as well since it was small and could go into his pocket; a backup in case the monks got his bag. The Falcons Eye, he slipped into a different pocket from the Mantis Flip Coin. He glanced at the rest of the wu hungrily but decided what he has now will do. He shifted his weight awkwardly and glanced over his shoulder before sighing. He pulled the Fist of Tebigong from his bag guilty and set it in an empty spot. Wuya would kill him when she found out what he had done, but he felt like he needed to leave something as an apology. He snorted mentally in his head and started climbing the stairs out of the vault.

'Wooing a monk with Sheng Gong Wu is pretty pathetic,' he thinks.

After all the reason he had chosen the Fist of Tebigong was because he knew it was one that Clay liked.

He slipped quietly to the entrance and then bit his lip to hold back a curse; he had been gone too long and the guard had changed. What made it worse was the fact that the new guard was Clay.

'What do I do?' Jack worried.

All of his plans were disappearing from his mind in a panic. He couldn't take his eyes off the cowboy leaning against the steps up to the building.

'Hmm, he has broad shoulders,' Jack thought dreamily before shaking his head viciously.

'No, focus Jack. You need to think.'

He shifted his weight from foot to foot in thought and a small clinking noise arouse from the bag of stolen wu. It was a quiet noise but in the stillness of the night Jack knew Clay heard it.

'Oh shit!' he panicked as he saw Clay rise to his feet.

'What do I do? What do I do?' he thought crazily, all he managed to do is back into the shadow beside the entrance as Clay entered. He slowly and quietly tried to slide out the exit while Clay wasn't looking but the monk whirled around and caught his arm, causing him to let out a squeak of surprise.

"Spicer?" the cowboy said in surprise as he pulled Jack into the light. There was a brief moment when Jack couldn't breathe; Clay was just so attractive and strong and he was right there in front of him. He managed to nod at him though and forced a grin.

"Oh hey Clay, what's up?"

'Oh god, why didn't I use his last name like he used mine,' Jack moaned inwardly before remembering the second half of his sentence. 'I just said that didn't I? I'm stealing his wu and all I manage to say is what's up?" Jack thought mortified.

Clay for his part just looked confused and he stepped closer to Jack making him stiffen. The cowboys hand was still on his arm, and was warm against his skin. Jack was almost always cold so Clay felt like a furnace to him and his face turned bright red, which was made extremely obvious by his white skin.

He felt his blush deepening as Clay looked him over and then gasped when the dragon's eyes landed on the sack that was thrown over his shoulder. He attempted to take a step back but Clay easily grabbed the bag from him. Before the monk could open it Jack jumped into his personal space and snatched it back.

"Hey, I went through a lot of trouble to steal these without getting caught," the albino said sharply and then paled at what he had just admitted.

"Really, Pardner," Clay said amused and Jack's blush came back full force at hearing that sexy cowboy drawl so close to him. He suddenly realised just how close he was to the monk and swallowed. He glanced up at the dragon but his eyes get stuck on Clay's lips which were a lot closer then he realised. His red eyes finally rose to peer under Clay's golden bangs at his blue ones. The air is tense and Jack wasn't sure who moved first but their lips met and then they were kissing.

It was Jack's first kiss and he didn't know what he was doing, he was running on instinct, but he enjoyed it all the same. A pleased hum vibrated in the back of his throat as Clay moved closer to him and everything faded away into a warm haze of Clay's lips on his; when they finally break apart Jack could only stare at him with half lidded eyes as he caught his breath. Suddenly his face went a blinding red and before Clay could move he was yanking a wu out of the bag.

"Shroud of Shadows," he called in a panic and disappeared, stolen wu and all.

Clay could only stare blankly at the spot Jack had been standing in before he suddenly swore.

"Shitfire."