Disclaimer: The beautiful people at Dreamworks own KFP. Not I.

A/N: OMG I don't think I've left my comp all day today TT I've been writing all day, so you guys get lots of new chapters! This one is a little different. I've noticed that I've made Shifu a little too… weak. In my mind, Shifu IS the uke (the girl) to Po's seme (the guy), but Shifu is no push over either. I wanted to get that across in this chapter. So, if you're a seme!Shifu fan, Merry Christmas! (in July! Lolz…)

"Why do I have to wear this again?" Po asked, tugging at the high, mandarin collar on his red brocade shirt. It was slightly tight in the front, even after being altered. The toggles were threatening to pop at any given moment. The panda couldn't decide what was worse: the itchy collar, the too long sleeves, or the skirt that went under it. The black dragon on the shirt was pretty cool though. Shifu rolled his eyes in the mirror.

"It is the traditional clothing of the Dragon Warrior. You are expected to wear it at every festival, especially New Years," Shifu said, pulling on his robe. Po stopped fiddling with his collar when he saw Shifu's outfit. The silk ch'ang-p'ao was a deep blue color with a white herringbone pattern. A green and gold embroidered koi fish stretched across the back.

"This is pretty," the panda murmured, kneeling behind him and sliding his paws along the red panda's waist. Shifu sighed and pulled Po's hands from his body.

"Let me get dressed, panda," he said, reaching for his sash. Po chuckled and lifted the smaller master up to eye level, pinning him to the mirror.

"But I like you like this," Po purred, licking across Shifu's chest in broad strokes. Shifu trembled and buried his fingers in the panda's thick fur.

"You-you're incorrigible…" he stuttered, trying desperately not to whimper. Po bit down gently on the skin of his collarbone.

"Mm, big word… incorrigible…" he said, kissing the spot he had just bitten. Shifu thumped his head back against the mirror. "We could ring in the new year from right here… well, actually I'd prefer the bed, but hey, I'm pretty limber… just let me do all the work," Po said with a naughty leer. Shifu was just about ready to do anything the panda asked when the bedroom door was slid aside with a loud crack.

"Po? Master Shifu? Where are you? We're just about to head out and- OH! WOW!" Viper cried, turning and fleeing back into the hall. Po nearly dropped Shifu right onto the floor, but caught him at the last minute. "I'm so sorry!" Viper wailed from the hallway. Shifu quickly tied his robe shut and began wrapping his sash around his waist, his face burning with embarrassment.

"It's okay, Viper! Really!" Po said, smoothing his top.

"Right! Um, w-we'll see you guys down at the festival! Sorry again!" she choked out before rushing down the corridor, eager to escape (and gossip like crazy with Monkey and Mantis).

"Well, that was awkward," Po mumbled. Shifu sent him a death glare in the mirror. "So, I guess we're not celebrating here then?" Po asked with a nervous laugh. Shifu stalked past him. He paused just as he reached the door.

"We'll continue where we left off when we return," he snapped, "And this time, I'll be doing 'all the work,' panda." Shifu smirked evilly before starting down the hallway. Po gulped loudly.

"I had to ask," he whimpered.

A Ch'ang-p'ao is a traditional full-length Chinese robe.

I love how Po loses all his confidence when Shifu gets mean. Po no like it rough! :O Lol.