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Cross the Line (Xiaolin Showdown, Chack, PG-13)

Discussion in 'Shipping Fics' started by taitofan, Jun 16, 2006.

  1. taitofan

    taitofan Stalker!

    Yay, I was just approved at 7snogs, so I can finally post this~ Chack is my newest shiny OTP, and I love it to pieces. So of course I had to write it. X3 Well, let's get right to it!

    Cross the Line - Uniform

    by Taitofan

    Rated PG-13 for slash

    Disclaimer: Trust me; you’d know if I owned Xiaolin Showdown, because the show would focus on the sexcapades of Chase and Jack. And since it doesn’t, you can safely assume that I don’t own it.

    Author’s Note: I honestly never thought I’d write Xiaolin Showdown fanfiction of all things… But when an OTP calls to me, who am I to ignore it? So I claimed my second couple at LJ’s 7snogs and started with the insanity. None of these themes will be related unless I specifically say so. I’m not a big fan of angst, so most of these will probably humor. We’ll have to see... Where in the timeline they fit will differ too. Just stick it whenever it makes sense I guess. Seeing as this is my first XS fic ever, I tried my best to keep everyone in character, but feel free to give me pointers if anything is off. All that being said, enjoy the first step to madness!

    7snogs theme: 1-Uniform

    Flames do nothing but make me laugh, although I'll listen to any CC you have. Please read, review, and enjoy! Finished 06-13-06


    “This wasn’t quite what I had in mind…” Chase cocked an elegant eyebrow, regarding the Goth in a bored manner.

    “What’s wrong Spicer? It was you who said that you would do anything if I allowed you to become my apprentice, was it not? Are you having doubts already?”

    “No, no!” Jack exclaimed anxiously, waving his arms in a manner that reminded Chase of a frantic chicken. “It’s not that, it’s just…”

    It’s just that when you agreed to anything, you were pinning me to a wall and grinding our hips together. And silly me, I thought you wanted something a tad bit different than this! I’m not crazy enough to tell you that though…’

    Now, Chase was a patient man, seeing as he had lived for a long time and would continue in that same fashion as long as things went as planned, but Jack Spicer was the one person who could wear his nerves thin faster than anyone else he’d ever met. So when Jack trailed off and started his mental conversation, he wasn’t pleased. To show this, he fixed Jack with a pointed glare and a low growl, effectively snapping the teen back to reality with a noise that sounded suspiciously like “eep!”

    “It’s just what, Spicer?” It was times like this, when Chase looked like he’d rather pull out the redhead’s larynx through his nostrils than look at him, that Jack wondered exactly why he stuck around. And then he’d look at Chase and remember—‘Oh yeah, cause he’s sexy.’

    “Well, y-you know, I—” When Chase’s look darkened, he knew that he was seconds away from becoming a chew toy for one of the citadel’s felines. “I just thought I was becoming your apprentice, not your maid!” The moment the words spilled from his mouth, his face flushed a shade of red to rival his hair. This didn’t go unnoticed by the older man, who had a glimmer of amusement in his golden eyes.

    “What’s wrong with your new uniform? Is it not to your liking?” The haughty tone caused Jack instinctively to lower his gaze, though he immediately wished he hadn’t. The black and white frilly maid’s outfit met his vision, making his blush deepen, not only because he was wearing it, but also because he wondered why Chase had it in the first place. And this reaction, of course, only made Chase want to see how much redder his face could get…

    “I look like a French maid in a kinky porno flick. Do you think I like it?” Rather than get upset at the teen’s insolent tone, Chase’s amusement rose to the point that he allowed a smirk to show.

    “Oh, I don’t know. Despite your words, it certainly fits you well. I see no problems with it…” And just as the older man expected, the red hue deepened to an almost dangerous level. He should probably stop before Jack passed out… But that wouldn’t have been any fun.

    “Y-you, you think that—”

    “I think,” Chase began, slowly advanced upon the fidgeting teen, “that I shall take much pleasure in having you work dressed like that.” Jack opened his mouth to ask if Chase meant what he thought he meant, but he never got that chance. After all, it’s rather hard to question someone when they pin you against the wall and attempt to acquaint themselves with your tonsils. Under normal circumstances, Jack would have pushed the offender away, kicked him where it counts, and run for his virginity. However, these were not normal circumstances. He was being ravished by Chase Young, his idol, his crush, his walking wet dream. He’d rather give up being evil than push Chase away now that he was finally getting the one thing he’d wanted for so long.

    Chase’s oral assault continued for a few minutes, with Jack doing his best to keep up, before he finally removed his hands from the redhead’s shoulders and moved them to rest on his hips. From there, they slipped even further until Jack was moaning at the firm hands messaging his bottom. Jack’s own arms remained looped around Chase’s neck, for fear that he’d melt into a drooling puddle of fanboy without something to keep him up. Then again, Chase certainly didn’t appear to want to let him go anytime soon…

    But of course, as all good things do, the mind-numbing kiss soon came to an end. With one last lap at Jack’s abused lips, Chase pulled away completely and leered smugly at the teen, looking as composed as ever. Jack, on the other hand, had all he could do just to lean against the wall and catch his breath without falling to his knees. If this was what being Chase’s apprentice comprised of, he wished he’d offered anything a long time ago…

    “So,” he managed to say without gasping, having finally caught his breath, “does this mean we’re, you know, together?” Chase smirk remained firmly in place as he calmly pointed to a bucket and scrub brush over on the other side of the room.

    “What it means Spicer, is that you’re going to scrub the floors until they shine. No robotics, no Shen Gong Wu. Once you’re done, we’ll talk.” Jack couldn’t help it when his jaw dropped. So he really was just a maid? How did this help him become eviler or get him in bed with Chase? Why did the world hate him? “…And after we talk, we’ll see if we can’t put that uniform to better use…” His face immediately brightened, and if Chase had been anyone else, the adorable sight probably would have melted his heart. But seeing as he was Chase Young, Prince of Darkness, it only made him want to tie him down and—

    No. Jack had to learn some discipline before his lessons on evil or love could begin.

    His mind made up, Chase turned on his heel and gracefully strode out of the room as only he could do. Jack watched him go, feeling himself salivate at the hypnotic movements of the older man. If he had to reduce himself to dressing in drag and scrubbing floors to get a piece of that

    Then Jack had never been so eager to clean in his entire life.


    One down, six to go! I'm working on the next one now, so it'll be up as soon as I'm done. Hopefully I'll get a review by then... hinthint

    So, yeah. Chase and Jack are such a sexy couple, and it's even one-sided canon! I mean, come on, hearts in Jack's eyes? That isn't mere hero worship... That doesn't mean I think Chase really hates him though. He's got the hots too, he just isn't a hormonal teenager. X3

    Well, please review. Even if you didn't like it. I need to know if I'm doing things wrong... Esecialy since this is my first XS fic. I tried my very hardest to keep them in character... Luckily, they're really fun to write IC. <3

    Well, I'm off to see if I can squeeze Wuya (my new cartoon bishie, the sexy witch) in my next theme. See ya next time!
  2. Lux

    Lux Carpe diem ~

    Wow! This is just AWESOME, taitofan! This fic is hot, evil and sexy... just like Chase Young! Even though I support Chase/Wuya, the Chase/Jack idea is really nice... I like the way Chase made Jack yield to his evil charms... so hot OMG.

    Dude, it made me wish for more XDD
  3. taitofan

    taitofan Stalker!

    Sneaking in one the last possible day to bring you the next part! The first one was strangely popular in the other places it was posted (LJ's Chack comm and ff.net)... And to my lone reviewer Lux, thank you! I'm glad you like it, and hopefully you'll like this part too. ^.^

    Cross the Line – Embrace

    by taitofan

    Rated PG-13 for slash

    Disclaimer: Trust me; you’d know if I owned Xiaolin Showdown, because the show would focus on the sexcapades of Chase and Jack. And since it doesn’t, you can safely assume that I don’t own it.

    Author’s Note: ...Well, hopefully this won’t let anyone down. I’m still trying to get these characters down, so if you see errors, please point them out. Remember that these themes are unrelated, so while sometimes Chase and Jack might already be together, sometimes they won’t. As for this one… I got the idea in my head and had to use it. It originally started as another theme, but I changed it when it wasn’t working right. All that being said, I hope you all like it!

    7snogs theme: 3-Embrace

    Flames do nothing but make me laugh, although I'll listen to any CC you have. Please read, review, and enjoy! Finished 06-19-06


    There was something wrong, Chase knew it… It was quiet, much too quiet. That normally wouldn’t be an issue, but Jack was somewhere in the citadel, and the teen and silence didn’t mix. At all. No matter what Jack was doing, he was making noise. He sang to himself when he worked, he’d chatter when Chase was trying to work, he talked to himself when he was bored, he begged prettily when they fooled around, hell, he even talked in his sleep! So for Jack to be around and there to be no noise whatsoever…

    Chase hadn’t felt this nervous in a few hundred years.

    Nevertheless, that could easily be rectified. All he had to do was find the troublesome boy before he could do any real damage and everything would be perfectly fine…



    Luckily, having so many felines around allowed Chase to find the redhead quickly and painlessly. Apparently, as a tiger had informed him, Jack had snuck off towards the kitchen. Why, he wasn’t sure. But it probably wasn’t anything good; that was certain.

    He swiftly reached the room in question and reached for the door handle, before hesitating. True, it was ridiculous for him to be afraid of something so trivial, but still… This was Jack Spicer. Where he went, trouble followed. What if he’d been experimenting and there was some strange potato-tentacle monster in there waiting to violate him?

    …Okay, that was the last time he allowed Jack to watch Japanese films in his presence.

    Glad that no one had witnessed that rare moment of insanity, he quickly opened the door and confidently strode in, intent on learning what his young lover was doing in the kitchen of all places. Now, where could he be…?

    “Eep!” That high-pitched noise couldn’t have come from anyone but the male in question. Chase could only imagine what he was doing to make him so nerved up…

    “Jack, what are you doing over there?” His only answer was silence. “Jack?” Still no answer. He mentally sighed and turned in the direction of the noise. “Spicer! Perhaps you’ve forgotten who you’re dealing with?” Jack popped up from the table he’d been hiding under a second later, grinning nervously.

    “Oh, Chase, I didn’t hear you come in! I was, um, just looking for—”

    “Save it,” Chase growled and stalked over to the nervous teen. “If you value certain parts of your anatomy, you will tell me what you are doing right this instant.” Jack honestly didn’t think Chase would go through with that particular threat, but he still knew better than to anger the evilest man in the world.

    “Well… I was baking you a birthday cake.” Golden eyes narrowed into a dangerous glare, making the redhead cower where he stood. “It’s true!” He pointed at the table, which had a half-frosted cake, chocolate it seemed, sitting on a cooling rack. The glaring lessened; it seemed he was telling the truth after all. But that didn’t mean Chase understood his reasoning… If he even had any that is.

    “Today is not my birthday, so why would you make me a cake? And when did you take up baking?” Jack picked up the spatula and continued spreading gooey chocolate frosting on the cake, a small smile adorning his pale face.

    “Mom wanted me to be ‘well-rounded,’ or something like that, so she made me take lessons when I was younger. As to why…” He raised an eyebrow at the older man, “Do you even remember when your birthday is?” Chase opened his mouth, fully intending to scoff—of course he knew the date of his birth! …But then he had an epiphany.

    “No, I suppose not.” Jack nodded knowingly, which was odd considering he was rarely knowledgeable about anything other than robotics and figure skating.

    “Didn’t think so. You are pretty old after all. Just be glad I don’t plan on putting on all the candles you’d need, or I’d need a cake as big as—” The look he was receiving made him change the subject very quickly. “Anyways, since you don’t know when your birthday is, I hereby dub it today! I am such a genius!” Actually, Chase believed his birthday had been sometime in the winter, and it was the middle of summer, but he didn’t bother to point that out to the beaming redhead. He might be evil, but he wasn’t cruel enough to crush Jack completely. The redhead was his biggest weakness after all…

    “You’re an imbecile.” …That didn’t mean he’d let him know though.

    “If you say so.” Jack had learned over time that it was best to let Chase have his way without question, as dealing with a cranky evil overlord was, as a general rule, unpleasant.

    “Well, if you’re going to insist on this silly little idea of yours, then you might as well do it correctly. What did you get me for a present?” Jack ducked his head to hide his pleased smile. He knew Chase would give in eventually.

    “Well, I couldn’t think of anything to buy, so…” He set down the spatula, leaving a perfectly frosted cake sitting on the counter. “I decided that you can do whatever you want with me.” Seconds later, Chase found a bundle of pale skin, red hair, and black cloth in his arms, embracing him tightly. Well, this was nice. True, he could do pretty much whatever he desired to him—he was capable of overpowering the teen after all—but to have Jack, the biggest wimp on the Heylin side, willing offer to do whatever he wanted…

    Before Jack knew what was happening, Chase had slung him over his shoulder, picked up the leftover frosting with his free hand, and started for his room. If Jack was going to let him do anything

    …Then he was going to start by enjoying some chocolate-frosted Jack.


    Hmmm, Chase certainly gets a yummy treat, no? ^.~ Originally, this was going to be for Milk, and Jack was going to screw up the recipe... But then I learned that cream worked in cakes to, so I went in the direction you currently see.

    Heh, besides, I can totally see Jack as a master pastry chef. X3 Fits right in with the whole figure skating thing. <3

    Well, I gotta start the next theme, as well as all the other things I'm working on... Tomatoshipping and Harvest Moon will be updated next, with VinCait coming soon. So until then, see ya!
  4. Lux

    Lux Carpe diem ~

    Yay! More Chack! XDD

    LOL, I love that part. ^
    I so can picture Jack saying something like that...

    You know what? This part

    ...totally fits this pic:



    You're a great writer, taitofan, I love your style! Please, keep on the good job. I'm looking forward the next one. ^^
  5. taitofan

    taitofan Stalker!

    Mou, thank you thank you! Sorry about this one taking so long, but~

    Cross the Line – Rumour

    by taitofan

    Rated PG-13 for slash

    Disclaimer: Trust me; you’d know if I owned Xiaolin Showdown, because the show would focus on the sexcapades of Chase and Jack. And since it doesn’t, you can safely assume that I don’t own it.

    Author’s Note: This was written with, like, no troubles whatsoever. It’s amazing how this chapter just wrote itself. This is the first time I’ve written anything substantial with the monks and Dojo, so hopefully I got them down right. Please tell me if you have any suggestions. Other than that, please enjoy the latest installment!

    7snogs theme: 5-Rumour

    Flames do nothing but make me laugh, although I'll listen to any CC you have. Please read, review, and enjoy! Finished 10-03-06


    There was quite the rumor circulating among the youngest monks at the Xiaolin Temple; potentially the juiciest rumour they’d ever heard. Not that such virtuous monks would ever stoop to gossiping instead of training mind you… They argued that since it had to do with their enemies, it was more… Battle tactics. Or something like that.

    “I’m telling you guys, I saw them! He had his tongue shoved halfway down—”

    “Aw Kimiko,” Raimundo interrupted, a thoroughly disgusted look on his face, “we just ate lunch! Are you trying to make me sick?” The Japanese girl rolled her eyes at his theatrics.

    You were the one who asked in the first place Rai.” He opened his mouth to retort, only to realize that he was about to say something very stupid and instead just sulked.

    “Yeah, well, I didn’t want so many details…”

    Any further argument between the two—and thankfully before Omi could chime in and ask why someone would put their tongue into anyone else—disappeared when Dojo appeared seemingly out of nowhere. It was a talent he was particularly proud of.

    “Sorry gang, but you’re gonna have to reschedule your little gossip party for your next tea social. A new Shen Gong Wu just appeared, and we have to get it before someone else does.” The monks looked at each other, varying degrees of excitement on their faces.

    “Think they’ll be there?” Kimiko’s face was almost split by the grin she wore.

    “Oh, I’m counting on it.”


    Sure enough, once Dojo got the monks to the site of the new Shen Gong Wu, they weren’t alone. Chase Young and Jack Spicer were also there—Jack frantically looking for the Wu, and Chase watching Jack’s every move.

    “Where do ya’ reckon Wuya is?” Clay asked, wondering if maybe Kimiko was telling the truth.

    “Perhaps Chase Young finally let Jack Spicer be his apprentice,” Omi offered. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe Kimiko, he just didn’t understand her. After all, two guys didn’t do those sort of things, right?

    “Or maybe you guys should just listen to me and accept that they’re screwing each other’s brains out! Well, Chase is screwing Jack at least…” Raimundo and Clay looked rather uncomfortable with the sudden frankness of the conversation. Dojo muttered something about having obviously missed something. And finally, young Omi looked downright confused.

    “What is this ‘screwing’ you speak of?” …Well, how did you explain that one to a young, naïve monk?

    “Um, well…” Kimiko looked to the others for help, but she was met with expressions that clearly read, ‘You brought this upon yourself, so get out of it yourself.’ She hated guys sometimes. “It means…”

    “It means having sex.” Four monks and one dragon managed to gasp in perfect unison as Chase was suddenly behind them. So much for staying hidden… “I must say, young monks, that I never expected you to waste your time spreading rumors when you could be looking for your precious Shen Gong Wu. At this rate, Spicer is apt to find it first.” And as if on cue, Jack’s voice rang out from the other side of the bushes.

    “Chase, hey look, I found it! I can’t believe I— Hey, Chase? Where’d you go?” Saying that Chase looked smug would have been an understatement.

    “It seems that I was correct. Now if you’ll excuse us, Spicer and I have important business to attend to…” He turned, only to stop as he heard Raimundo call out to him. Though he didn’t face them, he motioned for the dragon of wind to continue.

    “Um, what Kimiko said… About you and Jack… Is it true?” They couldn’t see Chase’s face, but it no doubt had a nasty smirk on it.

    “I believe that is no one’s business but our own. I suggest next time you worry less about our sex life and more about getting your Wu.” And with that, he suddenly disappeared, leaving three very disappointed monks and one very confused one.

    “But how can two males…? Wait, the Shen Gong Wu! We must get it from Jack Spicer!” The group suddenly recalled that they did come all the way out here for a reason, and sprung from the bushes, only to find— Nothing. Wherever Chase had gone, Jack was obviously with him. “Oh phooey.”

    “Great, this is all your fault Kimiko! If you hadn’t told us that stupid story—”

    “It’s not a stupid story, it’s true! Chase did say ‘our sex life,’ not ‘ours’ didn’t he?”

    “So what? That doesn’t mean—”

    Dojo sighed and super sized himself, allowing Clay to load his bickering teammates on the dragon’s back. Omi hopped on afterwards, staying as far away from Kimiko and Raimundo as he possibly could. Which put him right behind the cowboy.


    “Yeah Omi?” Somehow, he knew that whatever came next, he wasn’t going to like it. Not one bit.

    “How do two males procreate? Are they not lacking the proper equipment to have babies?”

    …Sometimes, Clay decided, it would have been so much easier to stay in Texas…


    “I did it, I did it, I did it!” Jack sang as he danced around the room, Shen Gong Wu in his hands. Chase could have told him the circumstances as to why he’d won, but Jack was always so frisky when he was in a good mood…

    “Why yes Spicer, you did win. Would you like a medal?” Jack set the Wu down on a random table—Chase’s citadel had a lot of them—and pouted. It was a very cute pout, Chase noted.

    “Oh, come on Chase, I finally got there before those Xiaolin losers! Doesn’t that count for anything?” Oh, and he was just getting cuter by the second. And, of course, when Jack started looking cute, clothes were usually shed.

    “Of course it does Jack.” Saying his lover’s first name had the desired response—Jack shivered at the sensual tone and was suddenly in Chase’s arms.

    “Does that mean we can celebrate?” Evil overlord or not, no one could say no to that face… Well, not without some difficulty at least.

    “Yes, that’s exactly what it means. Come now; let us celebrate your victory in my bed chamber…” Jack squealed excitedly and pressed a quick kiss to the older man’s lips before leading them up to the room he knew oh-so well.

    If Kimiko got excited over seeing them make out in the forest, Chase could only imagine the sort of rumors that’d start if she saw this


    It was strange, trying not to bash Kimiko but picking on Raimundo. Since, you know, I don't like Kimiko but I like Rai. I did get to pick on Omi though, so all's good. The monks had their roles and they played them well. I can just see Kimiko as a yaoi fangirl... And Rai being all in denial and whatnot. And Omi's cluelessness. Didn't really know what to do with Clay I'm afraid...

    Anyways, this chapter was fun, so I hope you all enjoy it! I'll try not to take forever with the next part. ^^; Please review!
  6. pokemondude

    pokemondude Ima chargin ma lazor

    great waseome and funny kinda slow

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