Disclaimer: Xiaolin Showdown is not mine nor are the characters and everything that comes along with it, i am not making money out of this
A/N: heya people i'm baaaaaccckkkk ^_^ I don't know what came over me but I seem to have been hit with a boost of inspiration that I can't simply stop writing. So let's hope this continues until I finish typing the story. I'm on a roll! And right now Pink's got free time and is helping me with chap 12. We're still debating whether we are going to do a time skip (my idea) bec. I soooo want my lemon (after all my motto is: If life gives you lemon make lemonade!!! hence my name ^_~) buuuut being the emo that is Pink, (the party pooper!!!) wants more Chase guilt trip since she didn't get her gore -_-. So we'll let the readers decide!! VOTE NOW!!!!!!Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter. ^^
It was morning; Chase was still in the clothes he had worn yesterday. He and Jack were under the covers. His was propped up by his elbow and his other hand was caressing the boy's face gently.
Chase looked down on the boy, his heart clenched as he sees the tear stains on the boys' cheeks. Currently the boy was sleeping, the poor thing had cried himself to sleep and no amount of soothing and caressing had calmed the child.
Right now the boys looked so peaceful. Chase couldn't help but smile down at the child. But that smile quickly vanished and turned in to a frown when he noticed the boy's bandaged left hand.
Another unforgivable sin, he thought.
He had wrong this boy so much. Had had done things to him that would make grown men insane and yet the kid stayed strong. He had found great respect for the child. For someone so young to have that kind of strength is truly admirable.
He took that hand and brought it to his lips kissing each digit then the palm, apologizing for the damage he had caused. On he felt deep regret for what he had done and he knew no amount of apologizing and groveling could ever make up for all the pain and torture he had done.
Looking at the half naked boy, he didn't have the heart to put back his shirt in case it woke the boy up he could now clearly see all the mar and wounds all over the boy's body. The child was so pale that each wound and scar was very distinct.
Looking at all of them he couldn't help but think that those marks do not belong there.
You right, they don't but you had placed them there, the beast accused
Chase could only bow his head in shame. He could make up dozens of excuses for his action but he knew that they would all be lies and it didn't change the fact that it was him that inflicted all of them.
Then he remembered the fear the shone through the boy's eyes. He felt so depressed; he didn't know what to do,
What did you expect after everything you had put the child through? Run happily into your arms? The beast sneered.
Once again chase had no defense against that.
You wanted to show you power right? You superiority towards the boy, now you have. Now tell m, is it all that you have hoped for? the beast was angry. His dearest mate was hurt and he was frustrated. Normally if the mate was hurt he would be in a rampage right now seeking retribution but since he can't being the one that actually hurt he boy he could only release his frustration towards his human half.
Chase shook his head . No, of course not!!! I would never-
But you did! It doesn't change that fact! Now the boy is afraid of us, not only that look at him! He's skin and bone and wounded. I would not be surprised if he refused to be our mate! The beast roared inside him
That thought made chase's heart squeeze like it had been wearing a corset. There was no greater pain than being refused by your mate. No matter how much he didn't want to admit but the beast was right. He had to do something.
But right now, he had more important things to do.
And right on time there was a soft knock on the door,
"Enter"
The door opened slightly and Clay looked anxious. He had been looking for Jack the entire night. He didn't know what had happen to the young boy and dare he say it he had been so worried. He kept thinking that the master had gotten to him and had disposed of him like the others if that had happened he had no control over that.
He had the master's breakfast ready as usual. As he was entering the room he can't help but be surprised to see little Jack in the master's bed, half naked.
Chase saw Clay staring at the boy, his eyes narrowed and quickly covered the boy with the duvet up to the neck so shield the boy's body from praying eyes. He placed a possessive arm around the boy.
Clay was shocked by the baron's actions. Was it him or was the baron was acting like a jealous lover?
"Master?"
"What?" Chase snapped.
"uhm… forgive my impetuous question but… what is Jack doing in your bed?"
"Jack?"
"The boy sir" Clay clarified.
This made Chase give off a bitter and sad laugh. He didn't even know that boy's name. How pathetic can that be? He had always referred to the boy as slave or something degrading and only recently …beloved. And now his precious angel had a name… Jack.
Clay saw the baron's featured softened as he looked down at the boy and that in itself almost made the blond drop the tray he was holding.
As the baron started gently caressing the boy's face with the tips of his fingers looking like deep in thought, made Clay's jaw drop. He was actually waiting for fire to rain down on the land for he was quite certain it was the end of the world. But he quickly regained his composure when the baron looked at him with his usually cold eyes.
"sleeping" the baron said.
"sir?"
"You asked what the boy was doing in my bed, I answered you, sleeping" Chase raised his elegant brow as if daring Clay to contradict him
And Clay liked his soul just the way it is, inside his body. He has no wish to die … yet. So he just nodded and prepared the meal on the tray and placed it on the baron's bed.
Chase looked at the meal before him, the usual coffee with toasts, beacon, eggs and jam. Then he looked at the boy. His eyes narrowed.
"Bring another set of breakfast" Chase ordered.
Clay's eyes widened but only nodded. "The same thing master?"
Chase was quiet for a sec then asked. "What is the boy's… Jack's …favorite food?"
"I… I honestly don't know master… but he seems to enjoy fruits"
"I see… bring something warm and bread, then fruits for dessert"
"As you wish sir" Clay bowed and then left.
As Clay prepared the 2nd breakfast, inside his brain he just can't help but think. WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!
ChaosGirl08- and we are grateful that you favorite(d) our story. Yes I agree Chase deserve that and yes, he is stupid *nods* *sigh* I'm so happy someone out there understands T_T we're like night and day, oil and water and yet we're the best of friends. I finally appreciate the saying, can't live with them can't live without themT_T
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I dont give- don't worry I sooooo agree and you opinion of chase! And i honestly can't imagine all that scars soooo i just left that part to Pink -_-. Hope you're enjoying this story so far ^_^