Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown or any of its characters, nor do I make any profit or attempt to with the writing of this or any of my other pieces.

Warnings: Homosexuality, mild violence, implications of sexual themes.

Jack let out a scream of terror as he was flipped into the air and fell directly on his back.

"Ow..." he croaked out, pushing himself into a sitting position.

"Up, Spicer!" Chase commanded, stepping forward onto the mat. For training, Chase had stripped off his usual attire and donned a black gi, or martial arts robe. "You do plan to become my apprentice, yes? Then, fight like you mean it!"

"I am your apprentice," Jack grumbled under his breath as he got to his feet.

He resumed the fighting stance that Chase had taught him earlier in the day after they had eaten and Chase had decided that his training should begin as soon as possible. Jack was wearing a similar black robe like his master's, except that it had red-lining on it. The youth narrowed his eyes readying himself for the man's next attack.

Slowly, Chase moved around Jack, alternating shifting and shuffling his feet so that he could rapidly switch from stance to stance and keep his back guarded, waiting for an opening. Jack slowly moved back, keeping his eyes locked on as the elder man followed him around the room. At first, it was difficult to move backwards constantly, but the two had been going at this for a couple hours now, so he was used to it.

Without warning, Chase launched himself at Jack, grabbing him around the waist and attempting to pin him to the ground. Jack wrapped his own arms around Chase and managed to turn them around in a circle. He swung his right leg around to try to get Chase to trip and fall over. Chase found Jack's attempt to make him trip and fall quite amusing, but they were not enough, as the warlord was easily able to lift Jack into his arms and hold him bridal-style. Jack frowned and narrowed his eyes, glaring at Chase, giving him the textbook 'I am not amused' look.

With a smirk, Chase put Jack down on his feet. "Were I an enemy, I would've killed you. If you get grabbed by an enemy, you need to get away from them."

"How?" Jack asked his voice slightly whiny, "I don't have enough strength to push you off me. Once someone's got me, what the hell am I supposed to do?"

"It can be anyone," Chase said. "If you can push me off you, then you can push anyone off you." He cracked his neck and knuckles. "Now, let's go again."

Jack growled, but did as he was told, resuming his fighting stance once again.

"Doesn't he understand?" Jack thought to himself miserably, "I'm not built for this kind of activity. This is why I have my bots to defend me. I just don't have the strength to fight against someone who could easily break my freakin' neck."

Once more, Chase resumed his shift-shuffle rotation around Jack, keeping an eye out for an opening. Jack watched him intently, moving backwards again. Then, he slide to the right, curious to see if the warlord would follow him. Chase slid to the left and shifted quickly, trying to get around to Jacks' unprotected back. Jack realized what Chase was trying to do, so he whirled around and shifted from one foot to the other, his arms spread, waiting to see which direction Chase would try to attack him.

"I can do this. I can do this." Jack coached himself.

"He's learning, very good," Chase thought with a soft purr. "Now that he's picking up on defense, let's try offense."

He struck out with his right hand, aiming towards Jack's shoulder. Jack dodged the fist and swung his leg at Chase's hip, wincing slightly at the strength of Chase's body. Chase grabbed Jack's leg and flipped him over onto his back. Jack landed with a grunt, but stretched out his other leg and kicked Chase in the face. Jack's foot smashed into Chase's face, but the warlord used this attack against him, grabbing the redhead's ankle and pulling behind him to slam Jack back onto the mat.

Jack let out a grunt as he fell against the ground, groaning loudly, "I give, I give, you win".

"You're showing improvement." Chase sat down next to Jack. "You're defending yourself better, and your offense is improving. Don't give up." He ruffled Jack's hair fondly.

Jack harrumphed slightly, not entirely convinced, but leaned up against the warlord, gently nuzzling his head underneath Chase's chin. "Yeah, I know."

"For now, let us rest. Would you like to go up to one of the hot pools?"

Chase had several hot pools in his volcano fortress, heated by the magma deposits under the ground. Using his own magic, Chase kept the pools at a perfect temperature for relaxing in after working out.

Jack nodded tiredly in agreement, as he stood up and offered a hand to Chase.

"You have no idea how great that sounds."

Chase grabbed Jack's hand and, using the goth for leverage, pulled the genius close to him for a burning kiss.

"That was your reward for a job well done~" he purred as he pulled away.

Jack grinned and chuckled stupidly as Chase pulled away. He kept his grip on Chase's hand and led them out of the training room, blushing slightly.

"You are adorable when you blush," Chase stated, closing the training room doors with a wave of his hand.

This statement only made Jack blush even harder, as they walked.

"Y'know, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to embarrass me." the genius said slyly.

"I'm only stating the facts, Spicer." Chase smiled, taking the stairs up to the pools. "I didn't mean to embarrass you."

Jack playfully glared at him, but said nothing.

The two finally reached the area that housed the pools. Keeping up with the volcanic mountain he had built his evil lair from, Chase had the pool area built using volcanic stones. He chose the stones that would not conduct heat as well so the stones were cool to the touch as one walked across the floor to one of the four large pools in the room. Capping the room off was a large, domed ceiling with ocean scenes drawn on it, giving the feeling that one was not in an evil lair built out of the side of a volcano, but rather at the bottom of the sea, where underwater volcanoes spewed hot lava and ash to make new islands among the fish and aquatic plant life.

Chase turned to Jack for his opinion. "What do you think?"

Jack glanced around, examining the room. He found the ambiance very much to his liking, as well as the practically perfect temperature of the room itself. Then, he turned to his companion.

"Very nice, Chase Young. Very nice indeed." he said grinning and folding his arms.

"I thought you might say that." Chase smiled and ran his fingers through Jack's hair. "The Lao Mang Long didn't just change my physical form on the outside, it changed the inside as well." He tapped his heart. "I am more cold-blooded than most mortals, so keeping my temperature up to standard is an arduous task." With that said, Chase began undressing.

Jack closed his eyes, when Chase ran his fingers through his red hair, feeling as though he would never get tired of that. He slowly opened his eyes and awkwardly watched the warlord undress. He had never seen what Chase's body looked like underneath and even though he definitely liked what he saw, he felt a bit nervous.

As he took off his shirt (revealing a very well-toned chest, I might add), Chase glanced over at Jack, who still hadn't taken off a stitch off his clothing. Chase knew that, even though he balanced out the temperature in the pool area, if Jack remained clothed as he was, then he'd faint from the sheer heat. Concern lined his face.

"Jack, is everything all right? You can undress, you know."

It took a second for Jack to even realize that Chase was talking to him, since the teen's eyes had been fixed on the man's chest.

"Oh! Uhh...yeah." Jack mumbled, taking off his clothing looking a little embarrassed.

Nodding in approval, Chase cast the top of his robe to the side before moving to take off his pants. He had caught on to the fact that Jack was embarrassed by his lack of clothing, so the dragon lord decided to keep his boxers on this time when he went into the water.

Jack smiled sheepishly at the dark-haired man, subtly thanking him for not stripping down naked, since the goth didn't feel entirely ready to show his own nude body. He felt self-conscious enough about the way he looked, despite Chase's compliments. Jack finished undressing, leaving his boxers on as well, and moved to the side of one of the pools.

With a languid sigh, Chase slowly sank into the hot water, feeling the heat begin to massage his aching muscles after a long day of training. He deserved this. They both deserved this. By the way things looked, Jack could only go up from here.

And that was reward enough.

Jack slowly sat down on the edge of the pool, dipping his legs into the pool, wincing slightly at the heat, but quickly became used to it. He carefully sank into the pool, sighing quietly. He glanced over at his companion, who looked very content. Jack grinned and inched over, so that he was sitting a bit closer to him.

"How do you like the temperature?" Chase pulled Jack closer to him so that they sat hip-to-hip.

Jack nodded and answered, "It's really nice."

He wanted to say more about how he felt. Not just where they were right now, but the fact that he was here, with Chase Young. However, Chase had always made Jack feel a little self-conscious and right now he knew that if he said more, he'd probably sound like an idiot.

"Good." That was all that was needed to be said. Good. It was good to sit here with Jack, good to finally have the redhead by his side, good to feel that the cogs of evil were once again cranking and turning with a new initiate to the Heylin side.

For once, Chase didn't mind a little good.

Jack's grin grew wider and he snuggled his body against Chase, feeling unbelievably comfortable in, not only the heated water, but in the dragon lord's presence as well. He let out a content sigh, laying it upon Chase's shoulder.

Smiling, Chase moved over so that Jack could rest against his shoulder better. "This feels good?"

Absentmindedly, he looped an arm around Jack's shoulders and started stroking the young goth's spine gently.

"This feels great." Jack replied, snuzzling against Chase, shivering pleasurably as Chase stroked him.

Jack's little shiver of pleasure didn't escape Chase, and he smirked wickedly, continuing to run his hands up and down Jack's spine. "Including this?"

Jack shivered as Chase touched him, leaning into Chase's hands.

"Uh-huh," he moaned softly, bending his head to one side, unconsciously baring his neck.

"Mmhmm~" Chas purred, leaning down to gently kiss and lick at Jack's neck, continuing his motions against his back.

Jack gasped slightly at the feel of Chase's tongue and lips, but made no attempt to push him off. In fact, he managed to bare his neck even more, as he shut his eyes. He reached up and grabbed Chase's head, lightly pushing it even more against his skin. Chase growled in response to Jack grabbing his head, but continued his actions further down Jack's body, nipping and sucking on his collarbone.

Jack began to practically purr in response to Chase's actions, moving his hands away from Chase and traveled down to Chase's thighs. He briefly remembered how Chase was very sensitive there, so he experimentally rubbed on both of Chase's thighs. Chase groaned into Jack's skin, biting gently as his thighs rubbed against Jack's touch. If the genius kept this up, the warlord would have a hard time holding back...

Jack yelped slightly and his eyes flew open at the sudden feeling of Chase's fangs biting into his skin.

"Do I taste good?" Jack asked half-jokingly.

"Delicious," Chase murmured, running a tongue over Jack's skin to soothe the bitten area. "I didn't bite too hard, did I?"

"N-no, I'm fine," Jack stuttered a bit, but he was still smiling. "I can honestly admit that no one has ever called me 'delicious' before."

He sighed contentedly as he shifted slightly so that he could lay his back against Chase's chest, still tilting his head to the side, so that Chase had full access to his neck.

Chase continued his ministrations on Jack's neck and back, pulling away slightly. He'd asked the redhead this question several times before, but he decided to propose it again, just in case...

"Jack...do you want to go further?"

Jack hesitated. He hated the fact that he did, but his conscience was nagging him. As Jack had grown older, he had developed a very strong conscience. Not one that would steer him away from the side of evil, but enough to make him seriously think about any decisions he made.

He made a small whimpering sound in the back of his throat.

One part of Jack's body, the more hormonal side, was practically screaming at Jack to 'just say yes, already!' The other side was calmer and spoke more gently saying, "You do not truly know him well enough yet. Kissing and such things are appropriate, but you must get to know him more first. You are not ready." It was like a war going on inside the teenager's head.

Chase pulled away from Jack a bit, still keeping a hand on the teen's shoulder. He had had doubts about losing his virginity when he was Jack's age (when was that, again?), and he didn't want Jack to rush into it. Chase was fully aware of the internal conflict the genius was going through, and he was more than content to let Jack think it over.

Jack's mind felt as though it was working in overdrive. Millions of thoughts were shooting through his head.

What if he wasn't good enough for Chase? What if he screwed it up? What if after they did it, everything turned out to be a lie and Chase really would throw him to off to the side? What if it would...hurt?

He turned around so that he was properly facing Chase and tried to say something, but no sound came out. Finally, he was able to croak out, "I...I don't know."

"It's okay." Chase gently moved his hands up and down Jack's shoulders to soothe him. "There's no rushing into it."

"I just don't want to disappoint you," Jack explained, "I mean, I'm probably disappointing you right now 'cause we're not doing anything, but I'm also worried that if and hopefully when we do it, I...I won't be, y'know...any good. God, I'm so stupid." Jack face-palmed in a frustrated manner.

"Slow down, slow down." Chase nipped at Jack's jaw softly. "We have plenty of time." He nuzzled the goth. "I understand why you're so wound up, but there's no need for it. When you're ready, you'll know it." Chase smiled almost tenderly at Jack. "And I'm not disappointed. I'm actually proud of you for not impulsively jumping in without considering your feelings."

Jack immediately wrapped his arms around Chase's neck. "Thank you so much for understanding, Chase. I'm so glad you're not upset. I love you." he said as he nuzzled against the magnificent warlord.

"You're welcome~ I'm just glad that you're comfortable with me." Chase smiled, nuzzling against Jack.

"Of course I am! Why wouldn't I be?" Jack asked, nuzzling under Chase's chin affectionately.

"Well, for the reasons you specified." Chase perched his chin on top of Jack's head. "I don't want you to feel unnerved about the topic of us having sex."

"Nah, it's not you. Well, I mean, you are one of the most feared evil men in the entire world, so yeah, that is a bit intimidating." Jack agreed. "I guess I just feel like I'm not good enough for someone as amazing as you. Like we aren't in the same social class or something."

"No pressure," Chase teased. "But honestly, Jack, why would I choose you if I didn't believe you weren't good enough? I choose my partners carefully, just as I chose you."

"Yeah, you're right," Jack agreed, laying his head against Chase's chest, locating the feel of Chase's heart beating. "I'm just paranoid."

"Not at all. This is perfectly normal." Chase murmured comfortingly, nipping Jack's ear gently.

Jack giggled and snuggled closer to Chase. After a few minutes, a thought came to his head.

"Hey, Chase?"

Chase had just closed his eyes for a brief moment when Jack asked his question. "Yes, Jack?"

"That eternal life thing that you talked to me about yesterday," Jack responded, "How're you gonna do that, anyways?"

"I've discovered multiple paths to immortality besides the Lao Mang Long." Chase sat back in the water. "There are other versions of the soup, but for a less painful way of immortality, there are blood bindings, various potions and chants and rituals...Any variety of things. I'll let you go through some of them to choose which one would suit you best."

"Oh," Jack replied, "Cool."

He shifted in the water and realized that Chase and he had been in the water for a little while now and it was getting late. He involuntarily yawned.

Chase smiled, nuzzling against Jack's hair. "Tired?"

"Just a little," the teen replied, as he stroked Chase's hair affectionately.

"Do you want to get out? We've been in here for a while."

"Sure," the redhead responded.

It had been, needless to say, an eventful day, and Jack was looking forward to getting some much needed sleep.

"All right. We should get out before we boil, too." Chase lifted himself out of the pool before offering Jack his hand.

Jack gratefully took his master's hand and stepped out of the pool, slightly shaking from the sudden change in temperature.

"Cold?" Chase grabbed the top of his gi and draped it over Jack's shoulders.

"Better now," Jack replied a bit shyly, as the two made their way out of the pool area.

"Good." Chase smiled, kissing Jack's cheek. "Do you want something to eat?"

"Sure," Jack agreed, deciding that he would never get to sleep on an empty stomach, "What do you suggest?"

"You seemed to like the ramen I made from scratch the other day. Does that sound good to you?"

"Well, besides your soup, what do you normally eat?"

"I eat pretty much anything." Chase shrugged. "I've been all around the world; I know what foods I like and don't like, and I prepare them accordingly."

Jack gave a grunt in response as they headed towards the kitchen. "I guess I'll have some more ramen, then."

"If you want something else, I could make it for you," Chase offered, opening the fridge and starting to dig around.

"I dunno, my diet has never been really large, so I don't know many dishes. I've been all over the world trying to find Wu and the only place I really spent a lot of time in was France. It's, like, ironic or something." Jack said, walking behind Chase and looking over his shoulder curiously.

"Did you like France? Is there any other place where you'd like to go?" Chase kept up a steady stream of questions as he got out the ingredients for Jack's food and his own.

"I did," Jack admitted, "Would have been better without the mimes and Wuya screeching in my ear, but other than that, it was pretty nice. I wish I could've spent more time in the States. That's where my dad said he was born."

Chase hummed in approval. "I liked the States back in the 1800s; I actually had a temporary base there, but during the first World War, I moved out, and I haven't returned there since." He glanced at Jack. "Pardon me for insulting your heritage, but America is the last country I want to go to. It's gone so far down in the world, I can actually feel my brain cells depleting when I visit."

Jack laughed out loud at this. "You're preaching to the choir. I've read up on what's been goin' on over there and frankly, I think it's kinda scary. It would be nice to go visit more, but actually living there? I don't think I could handle it."

"Good, good...I'd like to take you to England sometime," Chase said with a smirk. "I think you'd like it there, especially London."

"Really? What'd you like about it?" Jack asked, wrapping his arms affectionately around Chase's waist and laying his head against the man's back.

"Just the atmosphere, the way the people talk, the culture...it just seems very you, Jack." Chase smiled as he started putting the food together again.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "I'd go there just to see the double-decker buses. Those things kick-ass. I don't know why. They just do."

"They're fun to ride," Chase admitted with a childish grin.

His companion grinned as well.

"Out of curiosity," Jack asked, "Is there any place you haven't been?"

"Just to Hell and Heaven," Chase said with a simple shrug.

Jack laughed loudly. "Makes sense to me." He closed his eyes for a moment, comfortable with the position he and his master were in.

With a smile, Chase put the finished food in front of Jack. "Is there anything else you need?" He murmured, kissing the top of Jack's head.

"Nope, I'm good." Jack said with a smile, pulling Chase's gi around his body a little more. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." Chase smiled as he fixed himself some tea and some Lao Mang Long.

Jack began to scarf down his food, savoring the wonderful taste.

"Y'know, all things considered, one of these days, I gotta call my dad up and thank him." he mentioned idly.

Chase raised an eyebrow at Jack. "What for?"

"For sendin' me that puzzle box," Jack said through mouthfuls of food.

"Ah, true." Chase chuckled, taking a sip of his own soup. "That's what set everything into motion."

"Sometimes I wonder how my life would've turned out if I'd never opened it," Jack confided, "I mean, I never would've met you. I mean, I'd heard of you, but you sounded more like a legend than a real person."

"Would you still be evil? I mean, it was your grandmother who gave you your first robot." Chase sat back with his tea.

"Hell, yes!" Jack exclaimed happily, "I've wanted to be evil since the second grade. Granny just encouraged me."

"Second grade?" Chase teased. "Did you fancy yourself as a new Darth Vader or something?"

"Please," Jack answered smugly, "Darth Vader was a wimp compared to my childhood villains. Besides, I don't want to rule the universe, just the world."

"Should I assume that I was one of your childhood villains?" Chase chuckled.

"You could say that," Jack responded, taking another bite, "Not until I was twelve, though. About a year or so before I released Wuya, I had done some research on China's history and you were in it quite a lot, doing all your evil deeds."

"Twelve?" Chase chuckled. "I'm quite honored." He finished up his soup and tea, putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

"Well, it sealed the deal to actually meet you," Jack continued, putting his own plate in the dishwasher, "I had thought you were cool before, but seeing you in action...well, y'know."

"Yeah, I know I'm awesome." Chase chuckled, flexing his muscles.

"And so modest, too," Jack complimented sarcastically, kissing the man's cheek.

Chase rolled his eyes and laughed, pulling Jack in for a playful kiss in return. Jack chuckled goofily and eagerly accepted the kiss. Smiling into the kiss, Chase ran his hands through Jack's fiery red hair to deepen the kiss. Jack hummed in approval and cupped Chase's face in his hands.

A cool breeze blew through the kitchen, and a shivering Chase held Jack closer to him. Maybe it would be a good idea to get a shirt? Jack also felt the breeze and reluctantly broke the kiss. He grabbed onto Chase's hand and led them out of the kitchen.

"I don't know about you, but I'm freezin' my ass off. I need to change into something warmer."'

"I agree with you, Jack."

Chase shivered again as they reached his room. With a snap of his fingers, the door opened. Eager to change into something warm, Chase grabbed a shirt for himself and some clothes for Jack, handing them to the goth. "They might be a little big, but they're warm and dry."

Jack quickly put the shirt on as well as the pants. They were a little baggy, as his master had said, but they were warm and cozy.

"Better?" Chase asked through the fabric of his shirt as he pulled it on.

"Much," Jack answered contentedly, rubbing his arms.

"Are you still cold? I could light a fire for you." Chase waved his hand towards the fireplace, and a roaring fire immediately erupted.

The change in temperature hit the goth immediately, causing him to grin. "Nice," Jack said, walking nearer to the fire, yawning slightly.

Chase smiled as Jack yawned, and he sauntered over to the redhead. "You remind me of one of my cats sitting by the fire."

Jack turned his head to Chase. "Meow," he purred playfully with a small smile.

Chase couldn't help but laugh. "Adorable, simply adorable." He pulled Jack close to him and nuzzled the genius.

Jack giggled with pleasure and kissed Chase on his cheek.

Chase returned the kiss before sighing, settling down in front of the fire with the genius on his lap. "This...this is nice," he murmured.

"I know what you mean," Jack replied, holding the warlord's hands in his own. "I never thought I'd ever feel this way about anybody."

"Not even in a thousand years did I think I'd feel this way..." Chase murmured into Jack's hair.

Jack lightly chuckled at how honest Chase's statement was, considering his age. "It's kinda funny how thing work out, huh? I mean, who could have predicted this?"

"Not even the Crystal Glasses, nor the gods that created them," Chase quipped.

Jack laughed out loud at this, nuzzling under Chase's chin. "I mean, were just so different. I know they say opposites attract, but..." the teen pointed out.

"But not this opposite?" Chase finished.

"Precisely," Jack agreed, still grinning. "On paper, we just...don't make sense."

"Forget cats and dogs or oil and water, we're like a hurricane and a forest fire," Chase snorted.

"Got that right," Jack conceded, "The only thing I think that we have in common is we're on the same side."

"And we're both ridiculously good-looking," Chase said, winking and smirking at Jack.

"Well, that is true," his companion giggled joyfully, winking back teasingly.

"Let's see...what else? Hm, we both hate Wuya..."

"Yes, yes, we do," Jack said with a smile and nod, "We've both been betrayed before..."

"We both collect Shen Gong Wu, but I think that comes with the part of being Heylin." Chase was now ticking off the similarities on his fingers.

"We've both had the others meet our 'good-selves'," Jack remembered, "My good version being creepy as hell, of course."

Chase shivered as well. "Hey, speak for yourself. My good side still makes me cringe. "

Jack scoffed, "Please, at least yours still managed to kick ass. Mine...well, he just made me look even gayer than I already am."

"I hate to say it, but that's kind of true." Chase cringed.

"I just hope I never run into him again," Jack stated, curling up a little closer to Chase, "That time when we met in the Ying-Yang world freaked me out."

"I have both the Ying and the Yang yo-yos," Chase said, nuzzling into Jack's hair. "The monks will never get their hands on them again."

"Thank God!" Jack exhaled, pressing against the elder man. "Y'know what would be cool, though?"

"Hm?" Chase raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"If we used the yo-yo's, we could turn each of the monks to the Heylin side all at once and make them our minions of darkness," Jack said smiling in an evil fashion.

Chase stared at Jack. "...Jack, that is such a wonderful idea, I could kiss you. In fact, I think I will." Cupping Jack's face in his hands, Chase pulled the goth in for a kiss.

Jack smirked into the kiss, feeling deservingly smug for pleasing his master. He wrapped his arms around Chase's waist. Chase moved his hands to wrap around Jack's neck as he deepened the kiss, licking Jack's lips. Jack moaned softly into the kiss, tilting his head slightly to push his tongue into Chase's mouth. Chase accepted his apprentice readily, opening his mouth to allow Jack entrance.

Once Jack had pushed his tongue into his lover's mouth, he lazily played with Chase's tongue, tasting the flavor that he'd grown so accustomed to. Chase groaned eagerly into the kiss, running his hands up and down Jack's back. Jack, in turn, wrapped his arms around Chase's neck, groaning softly. Chase deepened the kiss, pushing Jack's tongue out of his mouth and trying to plunder Jack's mouth with his tongue. Jack slightly choked from Chase's force, but quickly shrugged it off, instead feeling enticed by Chase's strength, as he normally was.

Chase suddenly pulled away, alarmed. "Jack, did I hurt you?"

Jack merely smiled back at him and said, "No, not at all." And with that he grabbed Chase's head and kissed him with all the passion that he could muster.

Jack's ferocity and passion surprised the dragon lord at first, but he accepted it quickly and returned the kiss with the same fervor, running his hands through Jack's hair. Jack moaned loudly with pleasure, running his hands down Chase's chest, subconsciously fascinated by his impressive abs. Chase groaned aloud, tugging Jack's hair up to allow better access into the kiss. The youth could unfortunately feel his oxygen supply diminishing quickly and reluctantly pulled away, but not before giving one more quick peck to Chase's lips.

"You okay, Jack?" Chase looked worried. "This isn't too much for you, is it? We did a lot today."

"Yeah, we did," Jack agreed grinning, once he had enough air to speak. "But I'm fine, Chase. Don't be so worried. You didn't do anything wrong." he tried to reassure the elder man.

"Good, good. I don't want to hurt you." Chase smiled, kissing Jack's cheek softly.

"I know," Jack assured him, taking Chase's hands in his own again.

With a smile, Chase brought Jack's hands to his lips and kissed them softly. "Thank-you."

Jack quietly giggled and pressed his forehead against Chase's closing his eyes. "Y'know, I think I found another thing we both do."

Chase chuckled. "Oh? And what would that be?"

"Well, it's gonna sound really corny, but..." Jack replied in a quiet voice, "...making each other happy."

Chase smiled. "No, that's...that's good, Jack."

"A little good never hurt anyone, right?" Jack said, curling up against Chase comfortably.

Chase chuckled softly. "But evil is better, don't you agree~?"

"Evil is always better," his companion agreed, "Not to mention more fun~."

"Evil will always triumph, because good is dumb," Chase quoted, pleased.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Who are you ripping off?"

"Not sure," Chase mused. "I picked it up over the years."

"Well, I have great respect for what's-his-face," Jack stated, laying his head against Chase's chest, already making a mental note to look up the quote and see if he could find who it was.

"As do I, Jack." Smiling, Chase ran his fingers through Jack's hair.

Jack grinned at Chase's touch, a subtle yawn escaping from his mouth.

"Tired?" Chase murmured, nuzzling into Jack's hair.

Jack nodded tiredly.

"Bed," Chase declared, scooping Jack up into his arms and carrying him to the bed. "You've had a long, busy day."

Jack grumbled softly, but allowed Chase to place him on the bed, snuggling under the warm covers he remembered from earlier. With a soft smile, Chase wrapped Jack up in the blankets before climbing in next to him.

Another yawn escaped from Jack's mouth, as he whispered into his bed-mate's ear, "'Night, Chase. Love you."

"Love you too, Jack," Chase whispered, snuggling close to the goth.

Hello! Another chapter from the rp between Rhap and me.

Me: Jack

Rhap: Chase

Yeah, so this chapter is mostly them just talkin' and hanging out cuz they do need to get to know each a little better. I want to give a BIG thank you to everyone who is followed and faved this story, as well as a thank you to XxBraveSoulXx for reviewing. Sry, if this took so long, but hope you guys liked it! Keep a look out for the next one! R&R, please!