Xiaolin Showdown Fan Fiction ❯ A Xaiolin Showdown Soap Oprah ❯ Monday Mornings ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: ShortySilly16 
chase wakes up with an unexpected visiter, at an unexpected time.
Read & review please.
now spell checked.
Non Anime: Xiaolin Showdown Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.28.2007 | Updated On: 04.04.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 582 | Visits: 171 | Status: Completed
chase wakes up with an unexpected visiter, at an unexpected time.
Read & review please.
now spell checked.
Non Anime: Xiaolin Showdown Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.28.2007 | Updated On: 04.04.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 582 | Visits: 171 | Status: Completed
~~Chapter one, Monday Mornings~~
(now spell checked)
Chase awoke in his bed, as usual Jack was nuzzled under his arm. Chase got up
with out waking the little porcelain white doll and undressed as he made his
way to the bathroom.The cats where as well just awaking, stretching letting
out large yawns.Chase turned on the the water for the shower and stepped inside.
He washed his smooth chest, arms, and well.. his unmentionables. Then he heard
something outside the door.
"Chase? Are you hear? hmm.. Seems he is not.. Oh well! I'll just use the
bathroom and go"
That didn't sound good, it was Omi, the cheese ball headed boy that he
secretly loved.. to bits, though he never admitted it, or showed it. Before
Chase knew it , the door opened. "Chase?"
"Yes Omi, what is it?" Chase said turning off the water, he was a bit irritated,
he hated having his shower interrupted, even by Omi. He grabbed the towel from
outside the curtain.
"Well... I was thinking that we could train together tooOO...!" Omi failed to
finish his sentience due to the sight of Chase young in nothing but a towel. He
cleared his throat and closed his eyes, trying to look unaffected by Chase's
lack of clothing."today is what I mean."
"Training eh? Sounds good, I could use a good work out..." Chase smirked, it
had been a while sense he had a good fight, Spicer wasn't at all much of a
challenge.
Omi smiled in glee, jumping up and down."Alrighty then," Omi got in to his
fighting stance"when shall we start?"
"First I must get dressed my dear monk, then we shall train."
"Oh" Omi blushed "of course!I shall wait for you outside then."
"Oh one more thing, how did you get past my cat-warriors?" Chase asked
curiously.
"Uh.." Omi hesitated "It's not that difficult to defeat tired groggy enemies."
Omi said scratching his head.
Chase smiled at the young man. "You are dismissed then little one."
Omi opened the door, before stepping out he shouted, "I am not little!" and
closed the door behind him.
Chase chuckled a bit and opened a door, behind the door was a large closet
containing many of Chases armor outfits, and a few casual Friday outfits. He
got dressed, putting on his armor, dried his hair and brushed his silky hair.
He as well put on some new colon, perhaps Omi might notice the smell as they
train.
Chase brushed his teeth, so they gleamed as pearls. He opened the door and Omi
was already down stairs, he smirked and flipped down the stairs, landing on his
feet.
"I hope you are ready Omi, this will be some of your hardest training.." he
smirked, Omi already in fighting stance.
"Bring it off!"
"That's 'bring it on' young warrior.."
"Whatever! Lets go!"
(now spell checked)
Chase awoke in his bed, as usual Jack was nuzzled under his arm. Chase got up
with out waking the little porcelain white doll and undressed as he made his
way to the bathroom.The cats where as well just awaking, stretching letting
out large yawns.Chase turned on the the water for the shower and stepped inside.
He washed his smooth chest, arms, and well.. his unmentionables. Then he heard
something outside the door.
"Chase? Are you hear? hmm.. Seems he is not.. Oh well! I'll just use the
bathroom and go"
That didn't sound good, it was Omi, the cheese ball headed boy that he
secretly loved.. to bits, though he never admitted it, or showed it. Before
Chase knew it , the door opened. "Chase?"
"Yes Omi, what is it?" Chase said turning off the water, he was a bit irritated,
he hated having his shower interrupted, even by Omi. He grabbed the towel from
outside the curtain.
"Well... I was thinking that we could train together tooOO...!" Omi failed to
finish his sentience due to the sight of Chase young in nothing but a towel. He
cleared his throat and closed his eyes, trying to look unaffected by Chase's
lack of clothing."today is what I mean."
"Training eh? Sounds good, I could use a good work out..." Chase smirked, it
had been a while sense he had a good fight, Spicer wasn't at all much of a
challenge.
Omi smiled in glee, jumping up and down."Alrighty then," Omi got in to his
fighting stance"when shall we start?"
"First I must get dressed my dear monk, then we shall train."
"Oh" Omi blushed "of course!I shall wait for you outside then."
"Oh one more thing, how did you get past my cat-warriors?" Chase asked
curiously.
"Uh.." Omi hesitated "It's not that difficult to defeat tired groggy enemies."
Omi said scratching his head.
Chase smiled at the young man. "You are dismissed then little one."
Omi opened the door, before stepping out he shouted, "I am not little!" and
closed the door behind him.
Chase chuckled a bit and opened a door, behind the door was a large closet
containing many of Chases armor outfits, and a few casual Friday outfits. He
got dressed, putting on his armor, dried his hair and brushed his silky hair.
He as well put on some new colon, perhaps Omi might notice the smell as they
train.
Chase brushed his teeth, so they gleamed as pearls. He opened the door and Omi
was already down stairs, he smirked and flipped down the stairs, landing on his
feet.
"I hope you are ready Omi, this will be some of your hardest training.." he
smirked, Omi already in fighting stance.
"Bring it off!"
"That's 'bring it on' young warrior.."
"Whatever! Lets go!"