Author's Notes:

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown, nor do I own any of the characters... which really sucks.

This is definitaly the shortest chapter I think I have ever written- but I tried combining this chapter and some of chapter four, but the break wasn't as clean, so you'll just have to bear with a short chapter.

And a little thanks to all those who have been reviewing. I reeeeeallly love to hear from you guys. And I'm not that author who has to have a certain amount of people review before I continue. If I put a story up here, it will be completed in decent time. (I always write the whole story out first before I publish it.)

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Chapter Three: Need

Raimundo leaned against a tree panting.

He had run as fast, as far away as possible. He couldn't be around Clay anymore knowing what he did. As he ran, he understood that he wasn't angry with Clay- how could anyone stay mad with someone as wonderful as Clay?- but with Jack.

It was Jack that took Clay….

It was Jack that took Clay.

Jack took Clay.

From him.

Raimundo slammed his hand into the tree he had been bent over, leaving a fist-shaped imprint in the bark.

What could he do? He had to do something. Clay couldn't actually be in love with that scum. He had to force Jack away. Somehow. How- no. Not how… who. Who was it that Jack salivated over- before Clay. Who did Jack aspire to be? Who was the side for Jack's thorn?

Chase Young.

That was it. He would make Jack see how much he missed Chase. How much he needed to be with Chase… and not Clay. Yes, Clay would be crushed. Not just crushed but shattered. But Rai would be there to pick up the pieces. To put them back together. To make sure that Clay knew that Raimundo would never leave him.

But to do this, he would need Chase's help.

He groaned. He wasn't stupid. He knew Chase hated Jack. It wouldn't work. He needed Chase for his plan to work. He needed Chase to coax Jack into coming back to him. And somehow, Raimundo doubted that that was something Chase was lining up for. Rai gazed determinedly up at the mountains.

He wasn't going to give up. He needed Clay, and deep down, Clay needed him. This was for Clay, not for himself.

And with that thought, he started up the slopes towards Chase Young.