65. Silver
Jack smiled as he laid in Chase's main hall, playing with the cubs that had climbed all over him. His they were nibbling playfully at his fingers and tugging on his coat. Denahi padded over and nudged Jack's cheek affectionately, signalling he was there. Jack giggled and stroked the black panther behind his right ear, earning a purr of delight.
"Man- hey, claws, watch it!" Jack yelled as he reprimanded the little cubs, pulling their tiny claws out of his trousers and shirt. The cubs; their ears pulled back and they scampered away, scared that they had hurt Jack. Jack sighed at them.
"Hey, I'm sorry, it was an accident, okay? I know that, hey, come here." The cubs hid behind Zabi, causing Jack to hang his head in defeat.
"Well, scared them half to death."
Zabi chuckled as did Denahi, purring to their young master to let him know there was nothing to worry about.
"At least you guys know." Jack giggled. "Say, you guys seen, Chase?" Denahi shook his head as did Zabi. Jack hummed in thought.
"I wonder where he is...I get the feeling I've forgotten something too..." Jack wondered as he stood up and went for a walk around the citadel. Maybe Chase could help him remember? Well first, he had to find Chase
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He looked all over the place for Chase!
His study!
The library!
The bedroom!
The bathroom!
The kitchen and even the dining room!
Not a single hair or hide was found of Chase Young. Jack growled at the lack of his Master and lover.
"Where the fuck is he?" Jack dropped into a dining room chair, just as Denahi nudged his hand. Jack looked down and went to stroke the panther, when he noticed an envelope in his mouth. Confused, Jack took it and opened it.
It read:
Jack-love,
I'm sorry, you must be looking for me. Please wait a little longer. I am in the citadel, but I am currently doing something of utter important. I will come and get you once I have finished. Please be patient, lover.
Denahi will certainly keep you company. I have given him permission to transform, in order to speak to you.
Soon lover.
Chase.
Jack scoffed at the note, but nodded to himself.
"Fine, whatever." He turned to the panther. "Know any board games or card games we can play, for the time being?"
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Jack laughed hysterically as Denahi was barking orders, perfectly imitating Chase. He had even styled his hair exactly like Chase's.
"I'm am Chase Young, you shall do as I say! For I am the most powerful and beautiful Heylin man there is!"
"Stop! I can't breathe!" Jack gasped.
"What is so funny, Spicer? A worm like you couldn't possibly understand how naturally p-perfect I am!" Denahi actually broke out character to laugh himself. Jack snorted, laughing at the joke and at the panther turned man.
"I cannot keep making fun of Master like this. As funny as it is, Master does not take kindly to it.
"I never said that. I can easily take a joke, Denahi. I trust you shall remember that in the future?" Denahi quickly changed his hair to his normal sleeked back look and bowed.
"Forgive me, Master." Chase hummed.
"Mind you, it was very good." Chase said with a smile, causing Denahi and Jack to sputter giggles again. After their giggles were finally out of their system, Jack turned to Chase and Denahi morphed back into his cat form. Nodding his head in farewell, he left his two Masters to chat.
"Sorry Chase, I was bored and the board games I had or the card games we knew were so boring. So I had ask him if he could do anything funny. Never pegged him to do an imitation of you! He looks extremely similar to you, but I never thought he could sound just like you!" Chase chuckled.
"Well, you were entertained and I know Denahi wouldn't say anything too bad." Jack then took in what Chase was wearing. It was a black button up shirt, it's top 3 buttons undone, showing much of his delicious collar bone and a small amount of his pectorals. He was also wearing brown slacks and shiny black shoes.
"Oooh, hello gorgeous! Why all dressed up?" Jack grinned cheekily, shamelessly flirting with his lover. Chase chuckled, merely pulling Jack up from his seat.
"I want you to get dressed in the hanfu I placed on the bed." Chase swerved from the topic, but Jack squealed cutely anyway.
"Ooh, it's a surprise! ...I swear I'm forgetting something though. It's been bugging me since I got up this morning." Jack mumbled the last part, causing Chase to shake his head at his consort.
"I'm sure it will come to you soon enough. Please, Jack-love?" Jack pecked Chase on the lips, and skipped out of the door.
"I'll be back!"
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Jack delicately padded down the hallway, scared to death the silver hanfu would fall off. It was at least two sizes too big. Jack gave up with his shoulders, the fabric kept slipping down. His lithe body was nothing like the muscle bound warlord. Jack licked his lips then grinned when he pictured Chase.
Damn, did he look good enough to eat!
But why did Chase want him to dress in a hanfu 2 sizes too- Ah. Dirty bastard. Jack grinned again at the thought. Romantic and sexy? Deal!
Now, what did the warlord have in mind? Jack shook the thought as he neared the dining room where he left Chase. Chase must of heard his footsteps as he then walked out of the room. Jack grinned with fake innocence, knowing that Chase liked it when he did that. The warlord chuckled.
"Ah. Very nice, Spicer." The warlord shamelessly looked Jack up and down with a seductive look. Jack even cheekily spun around for him. Chase chuckled again.
"Beautiful as always. Now, shall we?" Jack turned and took the out stretched hand Chase was offering. The two of them walked down the hall and to a door, that Chase told Jack in the past not to enter. Jack was excited. He's never been in this room before and was curious as to what laid behind it.
"Close your eyes." Jack sighed loudly but did as he was told. Chase obviously had something planned, so he wasn't going to ruin it.
Jack heard the door open and was pulled, gently by the hand, into the room. Jack was stopped by Chase.
"Wait here." Jack rose an eyebrow but kept his eyes firmly closed.
"Please don't tell me this is a Beauty and the Beast thing." Jack heard Chase chuckle whilst he tinkered with something. Wine glasses, maybe?
"Oh no, I'm much better." Jack scoffed with humour, trust his lover to say that.
"Alright, open your eyes." Jack did so and gasped.
It was magnificent.
It was a dance hall. While Jack wanted to laugh at the similarity of the one in the Beauty and the Beast Movie, it was completely breath taking. Golds and greens, dimly lit candles, and Jack saw a table for two on a balcony. It was obviously artificial sky, perhaps even magical. Chase did live in a volcano and he certainly didn't want anything to ruin their moment.
Regardless of the flaws, it was romantic.
"Happy Silver Anniversary." Chase whispered into his ear, and the penny finally dropped. Jack pouted.
"25 years and I still forget. I'm sorry, Chase." Chase kissed his consort gently.
"That's alright, I'd rather have you for my present." Jack blushed and immediately hugged Chase. The warlord caught him, wrapping his arms around Jack's waist, holding him there.
"I have a gift for you." Chase whispered. Jack pulled back slightly.
"Oh?" A silver package was pushed it his hands and Jack delicately pulled the paper off. Jack then opened the box and inside was a silver dove pendant. Jack gasped and kissed Chase rather soundly.
"Oh my gosh! I love it! Put it on me!" Jack bounced in front of the warlord. Chase laughed and took the necklace from the box and placed it around Jack's pearl white neck.
"Beautiful as always." Chase said as he led them to the table.
Jack was ecstatic. How did he bag a man like Chase, again? He didn't remember nor did he care. He loved Chase, and he was sure as hell he wasn't going to let him go.
66. Egg
Adjusting the temperature, Jack then took a step back from the incubator to study it. Inside was an egg, an egg that he found in a ditch not far from his house. It was all by itself. Jack wondered what sort of animal it was inside, he had shined a light on it to try and see what it was, but the shadow given off was merely a small embryo-not-quite-foetus. Not quite formed in anyway. Regardless, he couldn't make out what it could have been.
"Spicer, what are you up to?" Jack jumped, his heart racing. He managed to steady his nerves as Chase closed the gap between them, leaving only a comfortable space between them. The warlord wasn't at all angry or frustrated in any way with him, so it had to be just a social visit. Those were very few and far between, not that Jack was complaining.
"Scared me, man. Anyway, I found an egg not far from my house. So I took it to incubate it. It was all on its own. I made sure, over two days, to check on it, to see if the Mother would come back to it. But nothing happened. So, I took it in." Chase chuckled at the story.
"Rather charitable of you, Spicer." Jack grimaced at the mere mention of the word.
"Heh, you would do it too, if it were a wild cub or kitten." Chase chuckled and hummed in agreement with the boy.
"That is true, Spicer." He took a look inside the incubator, studying the ovule. "Any idea what species of animal it is?" Jack shook his head.
"Dunno, bird or reptile, obviously. But can't see what. The embryo hasn't formed enough to be a foetus. Can't tell at all." Chase looked back at the genius with a slight turn of his head.
"What are you hoping for?" Jack grinned at the question.
"I know its farfetched, but I was hoping for a Dr Doolittle moment." Chase chuckled at the analogy.
"Ah. A goose egg that happened to be an alligator's." Jack giggled, nodding his head. Chase pulled away from the incubator and strode to his right, over to Jack who was now sat at his desk.
"So, social visit or was there something you needed? Like you need help or anything..." Jack trailed off and blushed faintly, causing Chase to smirk. The warlord placed his hand on the Jack's ruby locks and ruffled them in a rare moment of affection.
"Just a social visit. Haven't seen you for a while. Even my warriors are getting agitated at the lack of their favourite chew toy." Jack laughed falsely, to which Chase laughed at; knowing it was merely a joke.
"Well, I got no choice but to tell you. You will only get it out of me one day... I haven't been up to much, haven't been building anything. I just wanted some space...maybe have a new hobby?" Chase's eyes narrowed, confusion setting in and his posture becoming tense.
"You aren't leaving the Heylin, are you?" Jack barked out a laugh.
"Oh heck no, trust me, I'm staying Heylin." Chase seemed comfortable with the answer, Jack noticed, but since he turned up Chase had been acting...strangely. So this was new to Jack for Chase to be acting so defensively toward him. Jack smiled nonetheless as Chase rarely, if ever, showed any concern towards him.
"I just... well, I'm weak. I'm not a fighter, but as you know, I will gladly die fighting... depending on the situation." Jack laughed, remembering the times he was a coward in some situations. "I just want out of the showdowns. Let's face it, Chase, I'm pathetic at them." Chase nodded, leaning against the desk beside Jack's chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
"True, but on the rare occasion, have you out smarted us all." Jack blinked at the praise. Since when-?
"Although, I agree you should opt out of the showdowns. You've nearly died in some, if I recall correctly." Jack nodded glumly, his red locks bouncing with the movement. His hair was free of gel and he didn't have his goggles on, allowing his hair to be free and the ruby wisps to almost fall into his eyes. Chase noticed the change, Jack could tell as the warlord was watching him intently.
"So, yeah. I might be out of your hair, at least for a while. I'm sure I annoy you, but I would still like to see you. If that's okay?" Chase closed his eyes, probably outweighing the pro's and con's of the decision. Jack waited for his answer, still he feared the warlord will say no. In fact, he expected it.
"It's okay to say no, I'm sure you would be glad to be rid of me-" Chase chose to open his eyes at the point, only to narrow them in a glare at the teen. Jack snapped his mouth closed, refusing to upset Chase any more than he already had.
"First, you are under me, Spicer. I don't take kindly to being ordered around or spoken down to-" Jack panicked when that was said.
"No! That's not- Holy crap, Chase! I was just trying to be civil-" Chase's growl shut the teen up immediately.
"Spicer." Jack bowed his head down, in order to calm the lizard in Chase, to submit. Chase's had told him, in the past when he was Chase's apprentice, that he was prone to fits of anger. Not of his own fault but due to the lizard in him. Jack remembered this in order to calm the warlord down, to try to talk to the warlord again, this time in a civil manner. Just like before.
Chase seemed to appreciate the action, taking a deep breath he calmed himself. Jack waited for the warlord to speak.
"Just as long as you stay out of trouble." Jack's head snapped up and looked up at Chase. The warlord's cheeks were tinted pink and he was looking away with, what looked to be, a bored expression. Jack wanted to laugh at him, but refrained from doing so. Chase looked and acted so bipolar at times. It was unnerving yet hilarious.
"Thank you, Chase." Jack whispered, trying to keep the peace between them. Chase's blush vanished and he turned to face Jack with a smirk.
"You're-"
CRACK!
Jack and Chase's heads snapped in the direction of the incubator. Chase was on high alert while Jack whined.
"Please tell me the egg is hatching at an abnormal rate and that I haven't just fried the poor bugger? It was at 30 C/86 F! Normal!" Chase and Jack rushed over to the tank, to see the egg with a small hole in it and with a large crack spreading out from it.
Jack sighed as the egg was letting off some smoke.
"Well, I tried." Jack turned away, utterly disappointed. He couldn't go far as Chase stopped him, Jack looked up to see Chase smirking. Jack was pulled back and his face moved by Chase's hand to look back to the tank.
"Look back and watch." Jack let out a noise of confusion as he watched the egg, not getting what the warlord meant. There was reptilian snout that poked out of the small hole and smoke was emitting from its nostrils. Jack laughed in amazement.
"Is that a-"
"A dragon, Spicer." Jack grinned but it faltered as soon as it came.
"I take it you want it, for your soup?" Jack pouted but Chase chuckled.
"He, Spicer, is one of a very rare species of dragon. Hardly any left of them. I only require one dragon every so often, one per year for example. I often go for the common ones, they breed a lot more than the other rarer species." Jack grinned, completely ecstatic. Not only could he keep the dragon but Chase had identified the gender of it.
"Awesome! So, you know a lot about dragons, is this one like Dojo? I mean can he speak?" Chase shrugged, not know the answer.
"I don't know, I don't think any human or magical creature knows. Only the dragons do. You could be the first human to find that out. Plus, dragons can automatically sense a soup drinker just by looking at them. They aren't hostile to us, but they submit to avoid any conflict. Usually." Chase chuckled and Jack giggled as he remembered when Chase told him how he tried to cook Dojo. Dojo had no idea!
Jack opened up the incubator and helped the little winged reptile out of the egg. The reptile purred happily and nudged Jack's fingers affectionately.
The dragon was white. His scales had a pearl-like effect, they gave off a rainbow-like shimmer in the light. He wasn't quite like Chase's lizard form, but it was similar in some ways. He had red eyes with black slits. Jack almost laughed as the dragon looked like he had eyeliner on as well.
"Kinda looks like an albino, and eerily like me.." Chase hummed as he looked over the reptile intently. Jack pulled the dragon to his chest to give an essence of affection.
"I'm gunna name you... Zhenzhu!" Chase chuckled at the name choice.
"'Pearl'. Rather feminine, for a male?" Jack made a face at the warlord.
"Yeah, well I'm not going to be the only one with a funny name, so I gave him one too." Chase rose an eyebrow, confused at what the teen meant.
"What do you mean? Jack is rather common, isn't it?" Jack nodded then gave the warlord a sideways glance.
"Yes, but Jack isn't my name. It's a knickname. I didn't like the name my parents gave me, so they shortened it to keep me happy." Chase's eyes widened.
"I didn't know that... mind me asking what it actually is?" Jack made an uncomfortable face.
"You'll laugh..." Chase shook his head.
"Which is it? Jackson, John, Jonathan, Jacob-"
"None of those, those are more common names. Mine is very old." Chase tilted his head, completely interested and curious.
"What is your name then?" Jack sighed, petting Zhenzhu.
"My name is Jakkios Adrian Spicer. Spelt J-A-K-K-I-O-S." Jack looked back at Chase who just merely nodded at him.
"Jakkios meaning: Healthy, strong and full of vital energy. Adrian meaning: Water. Huh, annoying and slippery. Suits you." Jack laughed at the breakdown of his name and the hidden insult. Chase chuckled knowing Jack found it funny.
Zhenzhu crawled up Jack's chest, to peer over his shoulder and finally noticed Chase. The both of them locking eyes. Jack watched Zhenzhu bow his head in submission, just as Chase had mentioned before. Chase rewarded the reptile with a scratch under his chin. The scaly creature purred in contentment.
"Well, Jakkios, or should I call you Jackie?" Chase chuckled cheekily. Jack groaned then smiled.
"Piss off, my Mother calls me that!" Chase laughed whole heartedly.
Not often the two spent any time together, but Jack never complained about it. He was also sure that, now, Chase didn't complain either.
67. Brush
Chase laid his head in Jack's lap, his eyes closing in his relaxed state. He was currently just in a pair of sleepwear bottoms and shirtless.
Completely at peace.
Jack had asked if he could brush his hair. Chase never let anyone brush or even touch his locks, that was until Jack and himself became an item. Jack was obsessed with the long black mane Chase bore. It was soft, Jack would say, so soft it would've been silk or even satin.
It wasn't so much as the pain that he hated. Oh no, he absolutely loved his hair being pulled, Jack soon found that one out. Jack just absolutely wanted the silly fantasy of brushing his Master's mane to come true.
"Am I hurting you?" Jack asked softly as he pulled the brush slowly down the warlord's back to catch the ends of the mane. Chase hummed negatively.
"You are doing fine. So fine, in fact, I think I might fall asleep." Jack giggled no longer wanting to use the brush, but his fingers.
"We can't have that." Jack sang quietly, scratching his fingernails into the warlords scalp. Chase growled quietly at the pleasurable sensation. Jack then dragged his nails down his lover's back, causing Chase to slightly arch his back, wanting more of his consort's touch.
Jack giggled seductively.
"You want more, baby?" Chase turned his head to look at Jack, a provocative grin on his face.
"Don't tease me, Spicer. You'll regret it." Jack bit his lip cheekily, he picked up the brush and spanked Chase hard with it. Chase groaned when the rounded object hit him.
"Ha! That was for the ruler! Hurt's doesn't- Oh my gosh...you're a masochist, aren't you? You freaking loved it!" Jack grinned sadistically.
Chase gulped.
For once, he was scared of a fault of his.
He couldn't help it.
He loved it.
Better yet, he was sure he was going to love it even more if Jack done it.
Chase grinned.
"Give me what you've got, Spicer."
Hello Chapter 14!...AND IT'S A LONG ONE! 9 PAGES THIS MADE...T_T
Silver: Love Denahi XD And God shoot me, I'm a romance nut XD
Egg: Pfft don't ask XD I love the name Jakkios. And it's an Ancient British form of Jack. I thought it was great XD
Brush: Just for giggles and an add on to chapter 8's Ruler XD
Xiaolin Showdown/Chronicles (c) Christy Hui
Stories (c) Me
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