Xiaolin Showdown Porn Story: A Whole Lot of Nothing Chapter 14

I started this chapter literally minutes after the last one was up, so I hope it’ll be done within a week of the last one.

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Dawn broke and for some reason, I was unusually tired. My normal morning routine started before the crack of dawn, but the sun was already peeking itself over the horizon by the time I roused. It was probably because of how little sleep I had last night.

Going back to last night, I could still feel the sickening fear that came when Matt started convulsing in bed. I was still half-asleep when I ran over to see what all the screaming about. The prone figure in Matt’s bed was almost unrecognizable. While he thrashed around in his sleep, sparks raced across almost every inch of his body, preventing me from getting to him. Normally, I would’ve dumped a bucket of water on him, but I thought that wouldn’t be a good idea since he was probably generating enough electricity to light a small city; all of which was going into the staff that he was clutching.

With every surge of electricity, Matt’s screams renewed. I couldn’t tell if they were from pain, but tears rolled off his temples, attracting sparks. When his eyes fluttered, I could see that they were rolled all the way back so that only their whites and pink underbellies showed. The sight was so horrible that I almost broke down on the spot from my complete helplessness. The electricity just kept pouring out of him and the staff was rumbling in his hands.

Suddenly, the electricity ebbed into a trickle, but Matt was still writhing around uncomfortably. That was my chance. I grabbed his wrists and tried to wake him. He didn’t respond and the rest of his torso thrashed violently. When he lifted off the ground, I moved my hold to his arms.

“Matt! Matt, wake up, bud”, I yelled frantically. He calmed down a bit, but his eyes were still moving rapidly underneath their lids like angry hornets.

“Matt? Matt!”, I kept calling as his movements became progressively calmer. It came to the point that he would stop moving altogether for a second or two, but it didn’t seem as though he was awake yet. He stopped moving and his eyes stopped moving and peeked out from under fluttering lids.

“Matt?”, I asked uneasily. I couldn’t see his eyes very well from the dim light, so I leaned in closer. Suddenly, they shot open and I could see my worried reflection blur in them as the tears drained from them. Awake, he was totally shocked and conserved while just a few moments ago he displayed uncontrollable pain and anguish. “Are you alright?”

“I don’t know”, came his soft reply. It tickled my ear like a wisp of smoke, coming and going stealthily; leaving no trace.

The sight laid out before me was so pitiful that it nearly brought me to tears a second time. Frown lines stretched across his shimmering brow from the fear and confusion of mere moments ago. His helplessness made the tears sting at the corners of my eyes. As the molten droplets threatened to fall, there was a small fizzle that discharged from the staff. When it continued to crackle, I decided to place it aside, confident that it wouldn’t cause undue trouble. When it stopped, my relief was short lived when I saw how pale Matt was. His usual healthy glow was replaced with a heavy pallor. Seizing my opportunity, I tried to calm him down.

“Shh shh”, I hushed. It seemed as though it was working, so I whispered in an attempt to hide the shakiness of my voice. “It’s alright, Matt. I’m here.” His breathing calmed and I felt him lean into my grip. I tried to use my most soothing voice to lull him back to sleep, and every breathy word I uttered was followed by a kiss and a squeeze.

When I saw that he was nearly asleep again, I grabbed a towel to brush off some of the sweat and tears that still shone on his cheeks and forehead. As I turned back around, his hands were clutching the thin straps of my beater.

“Clay, please don’t leave me”, I heard him say as if he was afraid I would refuse. Without an answer, I brought over the towel and gently rubbed the mixture of sweat and tears off. It was a little awkward as he watched me, so I just laid him down on his side and pulled him in so that his back was flat against my chest and belly.

“I’ll never leave you”, I whispered into his ear. I was shocked at my own boldness, but considering he was nearly half asleep, I couldn’t help myself. I blushed as he turned around to face me. All I could think to say was. “Cowboys’ Honor.”

With the slightest hint of satisfaction, he turned around again and let me pull him in close to continue sleeping.

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Knowing that it wouldn’t be the most prudent idea to stick around, I cleaned up his room a bit before leaving. It didn’t hurt that some of his considerable clutter was more neatly arranged. If I didn’t know any better I would’ve thought a tornado passed through before I fixed it up. Seeing as I would never be able to tell how he would react to his new and improved room arrangement, I decided to leave before Matt woke up.

As I was leaving, I gave him a gentle pat on the back. He was a veritable lump under the covers. I was surprised that he didn’t move before I left, but it was certainly better than waiting to find out what would happen if he found me in there.

After taking a shower and a bite to eat, I was making my way out of the kitchen and I saw Matt crouching behind a bush. He was concentrating on something so intently that he didn’t notice me approach. When he finally did sense my presence, he pulled me down roughly and put his index finger to his lips.

“Good. You can help me”, he whispered. I could barely hear what he was saying. Since it looked like he didn’t want me talking, I just waited for him to continue. After a couple more moments of watching, he did. “I figured you’d show up sooner or later. Yesterday, I felt bad, so I wanted to find something we could enjoy together.” With a heart-warming smile, he turned back to looking. “Shh! Here he comes!”

For the first time, I saw that he was holding a rope that disappeared into the bush. I saw no sign of who he was waiting for, but apparently there was someone coming. A second later, footsteps could be heard approaching. Pressing his lips up against my ear, he breathed, “Pull this when I tell you to.” A few moments later, he gave me a quick nod and a hand gesture which said clearly “pull like your life depends on it.” I quickly tugged on the line. Not a second later, a rustle, a bang, and grunt could be heard before a very angry sounding string of Portuguese erupted from the direction of the rope. .

Peeking over the bush, I saw Raimundo dangling from a rather high branch by one ankle. Based on what I knew about the others, I doubted that they would go through such lengths for a simple prank (Rai excluded considering he was hanging from the tree.) That left only Matt, and it seemed as though we were the only two there before laughter erupted from behind on of the tree branches. Kimiko was hidden in the brush above the scene with her laptop and camcorder. She already looked hard at work, no doubt editing and immortalizing Raimundo’s embarrassment on the internet.

“Priceless, absolutely priceless”, she struggled to get out between breaths. She was totally oblivious to the rough sounding stream of Portuguese directed at her from only a few feet below.

What looked like the tattered remains of a paper bag filled with powder laid strewn below the dangling form of Raimundo. Not much of the powder had made it to the floor though seeing as a majority of the bags contents seemed to be on Raimundo. At first I tried to restrain myself, but I couldn’t help but start laughing with Kimiko and Matt who had been at it for a good minute or two.

Omi was the only one who didn’t seem to be in on the joke (again, Rai excepted.) He did, however, manage to turn the corner right after prank was pulled, making for a very odd sight.

“Omi, bro. Preciso de ajuda! Help me!”, Rai called. He had a little difficulty though because he had to spit out powder between every other word.

Unfortunately for Raimundo, there seemed to be no way up to the tree, and there was no way to untie him from the bottom. It looked as though Kimiko was the only one who could do anything short of breaking out the Shen Gong Wu. We all knew that Master Fung would never approve of that, so Rai was totally at Kim’s mercy. That didn’t mean Omi didn’t try.

“Dangle off Rai!” Someone couldn’t resist a low “hang on”. “I will save you!”, Omi called a little too passionately.

After a couple minutes of Omi’s jumping and kicking, he fell to the ground exhausted. “I’m sorry, my friend. I have failed you”, he mumbled as he knelt and bowed his head in shame.

“Aw, Omi”, came Kimiko’s voice. Luckily for Rai, she took pity on Omi and cut him loose. With a dull thump and muffled “ay!” Rai was on the ground again.

With a whistle, I looked up at Kim. “Dang, Kim. You sure are high up. How on Earth did you get up there?” She flipped off to one of the lower branches and dismounted in front of me.

“Why don’t you ask Matt? He’s the one who showed me”, giving him a wink, she motioned to the tree. Without a word, Matt untied his belt. He ran up the tree and hooked onto a low-lying branch with the soft fabric. Pulling himself up, he jumped and reached for a higher branch. For a second, he hung in the air and it looked like he wouldn’t make it, but at the last moment his palms met the wood and he was clear. Using his momentum, he swung up on top of the branch.

“Get the idea?” he asked as he stood up and retied his belt. Omi stood in awe, but it didn’t look as impressive as his roof jumping I saw before.

After Matt’s little show, I realized that I forgot all about Raimundo. It was the first time that I can remember him getting pranked and not the other way around. He was usually in on some sort of practical joke, so it should be a new feeling to be on the receiving end.

For a moment, he just laid there on the floor, but eventually he got up and just walked away silently. The way I figured, he’d be planning some revenge scheme even before we were done laughing. Not surprising though, seeing as we’d be laughing for a long time.

When Matt landed, he ran over to Rai saying, “C’mon, Raimundo. Cheer up. It was just a little joke.” Rai just glared at him for a moment and then sighed.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right”, he responded slowly. “But that doesn’t mean I’m not getting you guys back.” His devilish grin reemerged as he said that. In my time here at the temple, I’ve learned to fear that grin. A cold chill rolled across my skin making my hairs stand on end.

“Well, maybe you should watch your back a little more often”, countered Matt. He put his first two fingers up to his eyes in the “I’m watching you” gesture.

Kimiko backed him up. “Who knows how many more pranks, and videos, are in store for you?”, she asked. Her rhetorical question was enough to turn Raimundo a shade whiter, even with the powder in place. Threatening to say something with a wave of a finger, Raimundo instead turned around and scurried away in the direction of the bathroom.

“Nice job, Matt”, laughed Kimiko as they did a double high-five that turned into a hug. Unlike the two of them, Omi and I were still a little shocked at the display. It took a while for me to get over it, but Omi was still confused as to what exactly happened.

“Well, Omi”, started Matt like he would to a child. “You see, Raimundo has made a habit of pranking all of us, so we just thought that we could give him a taste of his own medicine, so to speak. It didn’t hurt that we had a camera either.” Kimiko picked up a hidden camcorder near where Raimundo went up. The casing was dark brown so it was hardly recognizable amongst the surrounding rocks. She flashed it to show Omi. “You want in on the next one? It’s still in the developmental stage, but I’m sure we could fit you two in there.”

For the first time, I realized that he was talking to me as well. “I dunno Matt. Didn’t that seem a little… extreme?” My conscience was getting the better of me in this one, even though I did see their point. Raimundo had done some pretty harsh things in the past. Some of which involved my hat. While I fiddled with it, it occurred to me that messing with the hat was the easiest way to get to my bad side; look at what happened to Matt.

“Come on, Clay. You know you want to”, he teased in a sing-song voice. It was very tempting my accursed conscience was blaring in my head. However, the appeal was too great.

“Fine. I guess I’ll help you with the next one, but no promises”, I conceded. Both Kimiko and Matt had a way of changing my mind.

“Excellent”, they said in unison. Omi was still a little confused, but he was done asking question at least.

“Omi, why don’t you come with me and we can get started on the video”, asked Kim with a wink to the two of us. I blushed deeply and saw Matt try to hide his cheeks by tilting his head towards me. He waved a goodbye with his fingers as Omi was dragged inside by Kimiko.

“So… Where were you this morning?”, he asked me shyly. Every now and then his eyes would meet mine only to quickly dart away. It was as if he expected me to look away too.

I just looked straight at him for a while before I was forced to avoid his eyes too. “Well, I woke up before you did, so I cleaned up a bit and took a shower. While I was coming back from a quick breakfast, you were crouching behind the bush.”

“Oh…”, he said with a whiff of disappointment. “Thanks.” I assumed he meant about the clean-up, so I bowed my head in response.

“Say, Matt. You wanna take a walk?”, I invited to resolve the awkward situation.

“Sure”, he answered beaming. “I’d love to.” His smile could melt a heart of stone. The urge to pinch his cheeks was suppressed by the fear of another impromptu shock therapy session. My hand was half-way up before I turned it’s path the the back of my head. I could practically flick a bead of sweat off my temple.

We proceeded to the garden and I couldn’t wait to start another day with Matt. I let him walk a little ways ahead and he would look back at me from time to time. Every time he’d peer back, my grin would widen. I had a feeling that today would be a good day.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. I just couldn’t find the time to write. What with computer time, volunteer work, and chores I’m surprised I’ve gotten this much done in the fic. If you were wondering where I was, I apologize, but I hope this was a good addition to the story. I apologize for ending it so abruptly, but I wanted to get this out as soon as possible. Until next time.