"Check it out!" Jack laughed, hoping around on his foot, showing that it was no longer in pain. "No more awkward limping or that stupid wrap." Jack continued hoping around until he lost his balance and landed on a laughing Clay who was sitting on the couch in the makeshift living room. "I'm healed."

"I see." Clay chuckled.

"Let's go do something!" Jack jumped to his feet and faced Clay."Like go for a hike or a Wu hunt or rob a bank!" Jack yelped when Clay grabbed him and pulled him down, forcing him to straddle his lap.

"What was that last one?" Clay asked, tilting his hat back.

"Old habits die hard." Jack shrugged.

"When did you ever rob a bank? Ain't you filthy rich?" Clay asked.

"I'd rob a bank to get your attention." Jack chuckled.

"No need for that." Clay said before the two kissed.

Jack adjusted himself so he was right on top of Clay and leaned forward so their chests were pressed together. He moved his hands to Clay's shoulders and gently moved his hips against the other man's. The young genius was shocked when Clay grabbed his hips, held him down and started moving with him. Jack gasped a little and dug his nails into Clay's shoulders, throwing his head back to let out a low moan when a wave of pleasure traveled down his spine. Clay looped a finger into the top of Jack's shirt, yanked him towards him and started nipping at his neck while putting his hand back on Jack's hip and rolled his own. Jack slowly ran his hands down Clay's chest and bit his ear, feeling his stomach tighten when he heard the soft groan come from Clay. Jack started breathing heavier and could feel that Clay was doing the same against his collar bone and their movements were getting more erratic.

"What are you two doing?" Omi asked, breaking the trance Clay and Jack were in.

"Shit!" Jack leaped off of Clay and curled up in the corner of the couch while Clay placed a pillow in his lap.

"H-Hey, Omi. What's up, little buddy?" Clay greeted.

"I'm going to die!" Jack whined, covering his bright red face with his arms.

"What were you two doing?" Omi repeated. "Was it some sort of secret training method?"

"I can't. I can't live anymore." Jack slowly started sliding off of the couch.

"We...we were...uh..." Clay cleared his throat. "It's a trainin' method that is taught to older monks."

"Oh! When do I get to learn this method? Will Master Fung show me?" Omi asked.

"Nope! Nope, nope, nope, nope!" Jack screeched out, laughing loudly.

"I-It's somethin' that you learn over time." Clay put a hand over his mouth to hold back his own laugh as Jack continued yelling from the floor.

"Do I have to have a partner to do it or can I do it on my own?" Omi looked at Jack when the young man let out another shout, eyes watering from laughing so hard. "Am I missing something?"

"Jack's just havin' a moment." Clay tried to say with a straight face but ended up laughing a little himself.

"I'm just going to leave now." Omi pointed away from himself and walked in that direction.

"I...I can't breathe!" Jack gasped out. "I can't believe that happened!"

"I'm never gonna be able to look at him again." Clay groaned, putting his hands over his face.

"That was the literal definition of a mood killer." Jack finally got off of the ground. He smirked a little, placed his hands on the pillow that was resting on Clay's lap and leaned forward. "But, we could always go to your room and finish what we started?"

"You're right about it bein' a mood killer." Clay got up and Jack stepped out of his way. "I'm gonna go run or somethin'." Jack watched Clay walk out of the room before dropping onto the couch, letting out a loud groan of annoyance into the cushion. Jack huffed and turned himself over and stared at the ceiling.

"Now I'm bored." He stated. "Wonder if Kimiko's doing anything."

"She is currently out with the circus fool and Omi." Jack screeched with fear and flailed off of the couch when Chase answered his question. "Why is it that you keep falling when I'm around?"

"What the hell are you doing here!?" Jack snapped. "Master Fung is here and I will-" Jack was cut off when Chase grabbed him and slammed a heated kiss against his lips.

"You strongly smell of hormones and it's driving me mad." Chase said before pressing another kiss on Jack. "You still reek of that cowboy, but I can easily mask that scent with my own."

"Get off." Jack jerked his body back and started walking away from Chase. "The reason I 'reek' of Clay is because he's my boyfriend and were making out on the couch not too long ago." Jack went around said couch so it was between him and Chase. "Hear that? Clay is my boyfriend, not you."

"Do you even have feelings for this farm boy? Or are you claiming that so you have a reason to stay here?" Chase asked, crossing his arms as he spoke.

"I was just kissing him, very intensely. Obviously, there are some feelings there."

"Lustful feelings and actual feelings are two completely different things. Being in lust with someone is nothing like being in love." Chase started walking around the couch as Jack stood still, frozen as the words ran through his mind. "Do you only have lustful feelings towards me?" Jack didn't answer. "If that was the answer, then you can easily just run away from me without looking back and go to your little farm boy, but wait, he's too shy to do that, isn't he?" Chase was now standing behind Jack. Jack stared down at the couch and saw Chase's hands resting on either side of him on the couch as well. "Right now, he's out running with the other monks, his friends, while you stay in here, alone and bored. What kind of a 'boyfriend' does that?"

"I-I'm happy, here." Jack stuttered out.

"Are you? Or do you just keep telling yourself that because you fear of failing at being on the side of evil again?" Jack swallowed, feeling Chase's chest on his back as the warlord started speaking softly into his ear. "Now, tell me this, Spicer. When you kiss Clay, who are you really thinking of? Who's hands are on your hips? Who's teeth are biting your lips? Who's tongue is exploring your mouth and who's body are you pressed against?" Jack knew the answer but didn't want to admit it out loud. "I knew it."

"Leave me alone!" Jack cried, pushed Chase off of him and started walking away. "I'm with Clay and...and..." Jack stopped. And what?

"That wouldn't be a problem if you left him and went with me." Jack turned around and wanted to scream at Chase, he didn't know what it was going to be, but he was going to at the top of his lungs but Chase was gone.

"Why are you making me do this?" Jack asked the empty air. "Why are you making me choose?"