Summary: Raimundo invites Jack to go back to Rio with him for Christmas, an invitation Jack thinks he might have been better off declining. But then again... Slash, RaixJack

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown.

Warnings: Slash of the RaixJack variety, but nothing too serious.

Other various notes: This story was written with the decision that Jack was an agnostic. Creative license and such, eh?

No flaming, por favor. Other than that, reviews would be loved.

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The four Xiaolin Dragons stood at the training grounds, awaiting their teacher. A few nervous whispers were exchanged: It was rare that they arrived for their training before Master Fung did.

"Ya know what?" The Dragon of Wind said. "If the Fung-miester doesn't show up in five minutes, I'm going to skip training."

"Raimundo my friend, you cannot skip training!" The smallest of the four protested. "And I am starting to worry about Master Fung, it is not like him to be late."

"You needn't worry, Omi." The four monks looked over to see Master Fung approaching, Dojo resting comfortably on his shoulder. "I was finishing a conversation with Dojo."

"You can thank me later." The gecko of a dragon said with pride. Raimundo blinked at him.

"Huh?"

"You'll see."

Omi stepped forward. "So, Master Fung, what sort of training shall we be doing today?"

"Actually, there will be no training today. You see, it has been brought to my attention-"

"By yours truly." Dojo said.

"-That the holidays are fast approaching. I realize that you might wish to spend them with your families. So, I have decided that, if you wish, you may spend the remainder of the month wherever you please."

All at once, the older three Xiaolin Monks began chattering excitedly.

"This is great!" Kimiko exclaimed. "I'll be able to see Kieko again!"

"A whole month back home, an' Christmas on the ranch." Clay grinned, brushing his blonde hair out his eyes. "Sounds prefect."

"A'right! Rio, my home sweet home, here I come!" Raimundo said wistfully.

Omi, meanwhile, was quiet, a sad smile on his face. "If it is all right, Master Fung, I would like to stay here . . . After all, I have no where else to go." His friends exchanged guilt-filled looks, and immediately began consoling Omi.

"Hey there, little partner, you know you're more than welcome to come to Texas."

"Or, you could come to Tokyo with me."

"If you want to, I'll take you to Rio."

"No my friends. That is quite all right. I have no regrets in staying here other than the fact that I will miss you. This is my home."

"And of course, you are welcome to stay." Master Fung assured him.

Dojo grinned. "Aw. How cute." He said, half-jokingly. "As for the rest of you - You've got the rest of the day to pack. Tomorrow I'll be taking you home."

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Short. I know. This is just the prologue, mind you. It's off to a slow start, but I'm hoping it'll get better..