A/N: So this is chapter three and as promised it does have some real action. Things are going to pick up in the next few chapters. I've tried to refrain from using the n-word except in Riley's case as he really is the only one that uses it in the comic and show. I plan to give Hiro a bigger role in the story and as such his character may change from that of the original character as he meshes with Jason, so think of him as an original character under the basic mould of McGruder's Hiro. As I've said before I know next to nothing about Hiro except he is an Asian DJ I'm going to make him a third generation Asian-American so he does not have much of an accent. I have to warn you there are more than a few racial slurs thrown around in this chapter. Please Review and thanks again to KODfreak for his comments, I hope more people will review and give some feedback.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Boondocks and its characters, Aaron McGruder does.

Chapter Three - Conflicts

His mind focused on the path of the ball. He was no longer looking back at the ball but his mind's eye remembered its trajectory path and even when not looking he could predict where the ball was going to go.

Someone put their hand on his shoulder and he felt sudden pressure as Caesar tried to launch himself off Jason and up to block the ball, but Jason twisted his upper body forcing Caesar to slip and come crashing the ground. On the ground Caesar had enough sense to reach out and catch Jason's ankle as the ball was coming into his hands.

Jason lost his footing and began following Caesar to the turf. His second shadow then hit him, wrapping her arms around him, pinning his right arm to his side, but not before he bumped the ball to stop its forward progression and force it to go up in the air vertically. Jason spared himself one last look at the ball's shadow on the turf as he was going down to line up his catch. As he crashed into the hard turf he felt the ball in his hand and he squeezed, pulling it into his neck to stabilize it.

Huey watched the scene from the place he had thrown the ball. When Caesar jumped up he thought it was over, but the new white boy had tricks up his sleeve. When he caught the ball Huey grunted, there was no way he could cut the white boy now, he was by far the best receiver he had and his speed would be extremely beneficial for their defence.

"He's good," Hiro said joining Huey and Jazmine on the side lines, his blue hair wet with sweat. "Really good."

"I know," Huey grumbled with a scowl on his face, he hated giving credit to a white boy for anything good.

"Shit boy, dat nigga got game," Riley shouted running to where Jason was trying to untangle himself from Caesar and Cindy.

Jason pulled off his helmet and tossed the ball to Riley as he came running up, his fauxhawk all messed up by his helmet. "See that. That's skill."

"Damn you gonna make a good numba two," Riley slapped him on the back.

"Number two, Riley he is going to be our first wide receiver," Huey grumbled joining them down the field with Jazmine and Hiro following close behind.

"Den what about Young Reezy?" Riley asked angrily, quickly stepping away from his new rival.

"You'll be running back," Huey said reluctantly.

"No way, no fuckin' way nigga. Why you got to do me like that Huey? Why you got to ride me like a rodeo show? Everyone knows da wide receiver is da star, knawmean," riley argued.

"Just accept it, you have no shot with me here," Jason antagonized Riley with his cocky smirk.

"How would you put it? "You game is whack, so step down and recognize," Jason imitated, rather poorly, Riley's ghetto slang.

"Hey cracka don't be slammin' on my skillz," Riley said grabbing Jason's uniform, allowing himself to slip into a nigga moment. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately for Riley Jason was white.

"If you know what is good for you, you'll let go of my jersey," Jason warned, his cloudy grey eyes narrowing.

"Riley you better let go of him," Huey warned is younger brother, getting a bad vibe from the new white boy.

"Shit what he gonna do cry?" Riley spat full enthralled in his nigga moment.

Before Riley could even react, Jason dropped his helmet, grabbed Riley's hand, the one holding his uniform, broke his grip and at the same time with his other hand reached under Riley's extended arm and grabbed his triceps. Next he dragged the arm across his body and grabbed him around the waist before with the bottom of his foot he swept Riley's feet out from under him and threw him to the ground.

"Oh ya got schooled Yeezy," Cindy laughed along with everyone else that saw. "He made ya look like a fool."

"I wasn't ready," Riley shouted, jumping back to his feet and getting into his customary boxing stance, jumping lightly up and down with his fists ready, pinkies extended. "Ya think you all that Casper."

"I am, Carlton."

"Bird shit."

"I didn't know cargo could talk," Jason replied.

"Canyada bitch," Riley shot back shocking everyone. No one expected Riley to know an ethnic slur as vague as Canyada.

"Are they exchanging racial slurs?" Jazmine asked Huey shocked. She had grown used to some of the terms Riley used but she had never heard some of these. It was interesting and terrifying at the same time.

"This is not going to end well," Hiro mused.

"Huey stop them before someone gets hurt," Jazmine pleaded with Huey.

"Let them settle this between themselves," Huey dismissed the fight. "It could help tighten my offensive core." Huey turned his back on the fight and went back to get his clipboard form the bench.

"I'm proud to be Canadian you cast iron bitch," Jason returned. Everyone one there could see the near impossible happening. A white person was being dragged into a nigga moment after the insult to his home country. Nothing was as dangerous as insulting an overly patriotic foreigner about his country.

"Riley's gonna get his ass handed to him," Caesar said to Cindy as Jason began to do a light bounce himself and shake his arm to loosen them.

"It's a sad day when Reezy gets whooped by a white boy," Cindy replied, half looking away but still trying to peek. No seemed to doubt the outcome.

Riley and Jason circled and before Riley charged Jason with abandon. Jason simply sidestepped Riley and planting on hand as he stepped around Riley to force the younger teen off balance.

"Come on, choco, JJ will show what being great really means," Jason taunted Riley.

"Shut it Caulkie," Riley shouted launching a combo of short jabs and hooks and Jason, but the taller white kid got his guard up.

"This guy can fight," Hiro commented as Jazmine left to follow Huey not wanting watch tow people beat each other up. "He got to have MMA training or somethin'"

"I can see some Brazilian Jujitsu," Caesar said as Jason slammed his elbow into Riley's guard. "And Muay Thai."

Jason dodged another one of Riley's wild combos and launched into a combo so his own. He led with his fist, but at the last second cut his punch short and struck out with his elbow, but riley blocked with his forearm. With Riley occupied with his fist, Jason came up with his knee, but Riley blocked that with his own knee.

"Not bad clyde, not bad," Jason smiled. "I haven't had a fight like this in a long time."

"Clay-eater stop talkin' and fight," Riley growled trying to level a wide haymaker.

"He shouldn't have done that," Hiro said shaking his head. "He's done now."

Jason came under Riley's arm with an under hook grab locking up Riley's swinging arm. He stepped in between Riley's feet to put him off his balance and under hooked his other arm. With Riley neutralized, Jason stepped around him, hugging Riley's body so Riley's swinging elbow could not hit him. Once again Jason used the bottom of his foot against Riley's heel to bring him to the ground. Once on the ground, Jason stabilized his hold by sticking out his leg out before grabbing Riley's arm and shifting his body to bring his leg over Riley's face. He squeezed his knees together over Riley's arm before falling back into an arm bar.

"Ah Nigga!" Riley shouted, furiously tapping Jason's leg with his free arm.

"Oh Reezy you got beat like he was Huey," Cindy laughed at her close friend. "I ain't seen a B get beat dis bad since da days of da KKK."

"Not bad Riley Freedman," Jason said offering Riley his hand.

"The name is Free-man not Freed-man," Huey interjected, returning with his clipboard now that the fight was over. Seeing Riley so easily handled he wanted a go at the white boy, but he was not about to have a street fight with him, maybe a controlled match once this football thing was finally over and done with.

"Really, my bad Huey," Jason said putting his hands up. "Whenever Wuncler talked about you during our negotiations that is how he said it, so I thought that was how it was pronounced."

"Just don't do it again," Huey warned turning away again. 'Let's get back to practise I have a protest to get to soon.'

Jason picked up his helmet and grabbed Riley by the shoulder as everyone separated to return to practise. "I know you want to be Wide Receiver Riley, but trust me, the running back gets more props then the receiver."

"F'realz," Riley look at him with a light in his eyes.

"F'realz when you break out of the defensive first line and into their secondary the crowd will go fucking wild. A running back that can run the ball and catch it will generally become the biggest star on the team," Jason said nudging Riley with his helmet. "If I had the body to be a running back I would, but my height makes me a better receiver. Just get yourself a cool looking helmet like I did so everyone well know who you are."

"So a real nigga plays runnin' back?"

"Sure," Jason said uncomfortable, not wanting to repeat the n-word.

"Damn I'm gonna be bank up in here," Riley shouted running over to where they were setting up a play.

"That was surprising," a feminine voice said from behind him. He had thought everyone had left before he started talking, but obviously he was wrong. Turning his head he saw Cindy walking just behind him. He had not recognized her voice when she was not talking like Riley. "I've only known you for a few minutes but I got the impression you were a spotlight hog."

"Skill recognizes skill," Jason said giving her his now classic cocky smirk. "Same goes for you. You're fast, but I'm faster."

"I practice," Cindy said. "And I'll get you; you're not as fast as you think."

Look forward to Ch. 4. Are Riley and Jason now square or will there things escalate. And what about Huey will he come to at least tolerate Jason and look past his whiteness. Is a rivalry starting between Cindy and JJ I'm hoping to work in Ed and Rummy in the next few chapters as they are my favourite characters so look out.