Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown.

A/N: Just so you know, I never finished writing chapter 2 down. Why? Because I only write every other day. This week, I'll only write on Tuesday and Thursday. Why again? Because that's when I eat with 7th graders, and I'm not surrounded by my friends. So yeah.

(-)(Jack's POV)

"Jack, what type of evil boy genius kisses his enemy?" asked Wuya, her voice full of disgust. I couldn't believe she was bringing up the shodown!

"Hey, I won didn't I?" I snapped.

"Yes, but you also showed your feelings for the girl!"

"What feelings? I hate her just as much as she hates me."

Wuya flew through me, causing me to shudder. "Don't lie to me boy. You love Kimiko!"

I looked at her, completely confused. Just because I kissed her didn't mean I loved her. "Ha," I laughed, "Love is not in my vocabulary."

Wuya tried to roll her eyes at me, but failed. I laughed, and started working on my Jack-bots. A thought did cross my mind though. If I was getting told off this bad from Wuya, yet I won the showdown, how bad did Kimiko have it?

(-)(Kimiko's POV)

As soon as Dojo landed, I stormed past Master Fung, and went straight to my room. I let all my anger out, and when I was almost done, my pillow was mutilated, lamp broken, and my Goo Zombies 4 was destroyed. I heard someone enter, and prepared myself to become hoarse, until I saw that it was Master Fung. He looked around the room. I groaned inwardly. Here comes a thousand lessons, I thought.

"Actually," he said, "this is only a single lesson, and a question."

I gaped at him. "How did you . . . " I started, but he held up a hand to silence me.

"The lesson is this: Romance clouds the eye of judgement," he stated wisely.

I blinked, then exploded. "I DO NOT LOVE JACK SPICER!" I ran past him and went straight to the vault. I heard rushed footsteps behind me as I opened the vault and found what I was looking for. The Golden Tiger Claws. I didn't care where I went as long as I was away from here.

As I saw Clay coming down, I shouted, "GOLDEN TIGER CLAWS!" slashing it through the air. I hopped through the portal, thinking that anywhere was better than here.

(-)(Jack's POV)

Last Jack-bot of the day, I promised myself. I had fixed so many Jack-bots within the last hour, that my whole army was almost complete. I felt a strong breeze flow through my hair. Strange, I thought, none of the windows are open. I shrugged, and went back to work. Almost as soon as I had done that, I heard someone fall. I slowly looked behind me, armed with a big wrench.

Kimiko lay on the floor, holding the Golden Tiger Claws. I blinked, and pinched myself to make sure it wasn't from overworking. She was still there, her eyes closed tight, as if she didn't dare look to see where she was at.

A thought crossed my mind. Was she here on her own free will, or was it just some type of mixup?

"Uh . . ." was all I could say.

Kimiko's eyes snapped open at the sound of my voice(A/N: this is where I left off at. The rest is just from my mind.). She jumped up, and backed up to the wall.

"How the heck . . . Why . . . . Huh?" That confirmed it. It was a mixup.

I looked at the Golden Tiger Claws. "How bad did they torment you?" I asked, trying to figure out what was going on.

Kimiko looked at me suspiciously, and said, "You can't tell? They act as if I'm in love with you. The very thought of it makes me sick."

I nodded. "Wuya wouldn't shut up about it."

Kimiko looked around the room, as if she was trying to find an exit. She dropped the Golden Tiger Claws as she did so. I picked it up before she could grab it.

"Give it back!"

"No. Finders keepers, losers weepers."

"Jerk."

"Thank you."

Kimiko rolled her eyes. "So what, you gonna kidnap me? Because I'll just let you. Wuya yelling about the showdown can't be any worst than the others doing the exact same thing."

I shrugged. An idea hit me. "Maybe . . . we could team up."

"What?" her voice full of hatred.

"We should . . . I dunno, team up and prove them wrong. I dunno, like do a whole bunch of romantic crap, to show that we hate each other no matter what."

(-)(Kimiko's POV)

A team up? Man, this freak thinks up almost everything. "I dunno. What does this 'romantic crap' include?"

Jack shrugged. "A date or something. How on earth am I supposed to know? I just came up with the idea now. But if we went through with this, they could all be proven wrong, and for once, I could be right!"

I raised an eyebrow, and he said, "That didn't come out right . . ."

I thought about it. Go on a date with Jack Spicer to get everyone off my case, and be right. Deal with being yelled at, but not go on a date with Spicer. Decisions, decisions.

"Fine. One night only. Date only. Nothing else. Don't try to make a move on me, or I'll kick your butt so hard, you won't be able to sit for weeks."

"Deal," he said, holding out his hand.

God, I hope this works, I thought.

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A/N: I dunno how that went really. I dunno how I was going to right out the ending, but there's one way to put it. Hope ya like it.