Xiaolin Showdown Porn Story: A Whole Lot of Nothing Chapter 1
This is my first fic in a long while, but I hope my pen (fingers in this case) isnt rusty
This is my first fic in a long while, but I hope my pen isnt rusty. Ive been reading a lot of fics recently so its just gotten to the point where I cant stand not to write anymore. I havent really worked out the entirety of my story yet, so please be gentle. Also please excuse my horrible name making. Well, here goes the usual:
Dont own nuthin and I dont make anythin. Kay?
5 A.M.
The only thing I want to see at 5 A.M. is the inside of my eyelids. And yet the rooster outside my window seems to have other ideas. Typical. I hopped out of my bed (if you could call a blanket on the floor a bed) and I headed for the showers. However, I got up to quickly and my head spins. Realizing my mistake, Im all the more prepared to enjoy the face full of floor. Typical. At least it was a clean floor. A floor I cleaned with my own toothbrush. I wonder what I could be doing now if I just decided to stay at home. Id be asleep still, thats for sure. No use thinking about what ifs I suppose. I never saw this coming when I got here. On that slightly depressing note, I climbed into the shower and got lost in thought
Nearly a week earlier, I was standing in the temple entrance with all my crap. It was a pretty awesome sight. I could fit my room a hundred times over in its entrance alone. Well, what used to be my room. My parents had cut me off as soon as I was dumped here, the backstabbers. Anyways, I was standing behind the bald guy with the arched eyebrows whos apparently called Master Fung. Hes pretty calm and I can appreciate that in a guy. He started talking and I tuned out most of it and looked around. After closer inspection I realized it wasnt much for looks horizontally, but the ceilings were, again, pretty awesome. Then I was snapped back to reality when I heard my name.
I twitched and turned just in time to see Master Fung step aside and reveal four more people, all dressed in matching robes. There was an adorable little yellow kid. He seemed nice, but struck me as a little sheltered from the unnerving smile he sent my way. It took me a good couple of seconds to shake off the awkward tension rising from the huge smile. He introduced himself after the awkward moment.
What has risen, pup? he chirped excitedly up at me. I just tilted my head in confusion. Luckily someone came to the rescue.
I think you mean Whats up, dog?, Omi., chimed in the next person. Yeah, thats Omi for you. Im Raimundo by the way.
He was a Hispanic guy. I was thinking Brazilian by the looks of him, but I couldnt be sure. He was a centimeter or two taller than me, but you couldnt tell by looking. I think Im slightly heavier and wider than him, but he looks like hes pretty chiseled and defined. His look was surfer-ish and he had a firm handshake. I could tell from his cocky stance that hed be tough to deal with. On top of that, he had smug written all over his face. Despite all of that, I couldnt help but admit to myself that he was pretty cute.
Next up was a huge blond guy wearing a cowboy hat. He was a head taller than me, and as I looked up to meet his gaze he tipped his hat as I turned in his direction. I could only see one of his eyes because the other was covered by a lock of limp hair hanging down from under the brim of his hat. The one eye I did see was dazzlingly blue. He seemed like the type of guy that wouldnt go for anything with the same sex, but I couldnt deny how handsome he was.
Howdy. Im Clay, was his short introduction before offering a hand to shake. I accepted it and looked back up at him to receive a quick wink. I tried to fight down the blush forming in my cheeks and ears, but it was difficulty considering Clay was still holding my hand. I quickly withdrew it and moved on to the last member of the gang.
My blush was suddenly a deep scarlet as a girl in pig-tails launched in to hug me. She ended the embrace and gave me a dazzling smile. Douzo yoroshiku. Atashi no namae wa Kimiko desu. The others looked a little stunned at the burst of Japanese and I was equally surprised.
Um I dont speak Japanese I mumbled, not wanting to embarrass her.
She looked a confused and said, I couldve sworn you were Japanese. This pushed my blush to the point where my glasses wouldve fogged up had I had any. Thankfully though, my face was so red it didnt seem like it would go any further. Sumima- I mean, sorry. You just look so Japanese, she apologized. When I thought about it, I usually look like a generic Asian. Slightly dyed red and black hair, pink-ish tanned skin, and you could usually find me in a pair of hugging pants and small T-shirts. Im Kimiko by the way, she added, and I was brought back to reality once again.
My blush still hadnt died down, and I heard Raimundo whisper to Clay, I think the new guy has a crush Kimiko, eh? It obviously wasnt helping the situation, but any chances of shaking off the blush were far gone.
Kimiko, seeming not to hear squealed, Aww! Youre just too cute! Normally I wouldve found any such comment demeaning, but any protests were lost when she locked me in an even tighter hug. Over her shoulder I could see Clay lower his hat, covering his eyes. However, he seemed tense and the muscles in his Jaw were bulging out. Right then a thought struck me. Maybe Clay likes Kimiko. Under normal circumstances, I would back off and stay out of Clays way, but I really had no choice in the matter as Kimiko continued her cuddling and squealing.
Master Fung seemed pleased and he raised one edge of his mouth in a half smile before asking, Would one of you kindly show Matt to his room? Kimiko, who hadnt let go was obviously the first to answer and consequently the one to drag me down the halls to my quarters. I bumped into Clay on our way out and I quickly apologized only to get a curt grunt in return.
Once we reached the room I realized it was more like a stall than a room. I guess its a monk thing. After Kimiko left, I unceremoniously dumped my crap in a corner and fell asleep. That day marked the first of many more to come.
During the week I had gotten to get to know the dragons better. Kimiko became my best friend even after the awkward introduction. Omi was a close second, often with Kimiko and me during training and chores. Id gotten used to his horrible slang, but I gave up on trying to correct him.
Rai would sneak in and out of the group. Strangely, he was absent during most of the chores, but would show up almost unerringly during mealtimes. He kept me on my toes with his insatiable need for pranks.
Clay on the other hand seldom approached us. I felt bad because I knew that his evasion had something to do with me, but I still got to know Clay a bit as well. It seemed as though whenever he saw Kimiko and me together, he tensed up and left the room. It just seemed odd because he seemed fine when we were alone or with only Omi and Rai. He did strike me as a little shy, but in the few days Id spent there, hed opened up to me a little. I hope things don’t stay awkward between us.
Chapter 1- Terminated
Hope you enjoyed D, but flame if you must. I know my writing style is very… how you say “crappy”