A/N: So this is my first Xiaolin Showdown fan-fic. Its set 4 years after the series ended. Hope you enjoy! Oh, and its of course KimRai/RaiKim, whichever you prefer.
Disclaimer: I do not own this amazing show. If I did, it wouldn't have ended at season 3. Just saying.
Another toss, another turn, the dragon of fire was trying desperately to get comfortable. First she was too hot, then too cold. That was about 20 minutes ago. She had finally gotten to the right temperature, but now she couldn't get the right position. After about another 15 minutes of trying and failing, she let out an exasperated sigh and got out of bed. It was only 5 in the morning, and training didn't start until 8. As much as she desired sleep, she knew it was pointless to try and decided to get some fresh air instead. She silently opened her door and peeked out into the dark hallway to see if anyone else was up. It was empty, luckily for her, and she then continued outside to the training grounds. She sat crisscrossed under a large tree and sighed, letting her mind wander. She then thought of how much things had changed over the past 4 years.
For one, the temple was pretty much the same, except for the bedrooms. Master Fung had finally decided to enlarge the Xiaolin Dragons quarters. He had said it was because they were getting older and therefore, deserved more room and privacy. Each room had sturdy walls and were considerably bigger. There was still only one bathroom across the hall, or at least that's what the Master had told 3 of the warriors. He secretly built a small bathroom in the dragon of fires room because she was the only female, earning her the need for extra privacy.
Secondly, what with evil being destroyed and all, collecting shen gong wu was considerably easy. All except for a few minor disruptions from Jack Spicer, there was nothing to worry about. Master Fung still trained the dragons thoroughly though.
Which brings up the third thing. The four dragons had each grown quite a bit. They were no longer children, but instead they were young adults. The dragon of fire, Kimiko, resembled more of a woman now. Her curves were more defined, and her baby fat had been removed from vigorous training. She was a few inches taller and no longer wore her hair up in pig tails, but instead let her hair hang loose while at the temple. And of course, her once flat chest was larger now.
The dragon of water, Omi, was still the shortest, to his dismay. He grew a little, and also developed some muscle. His once squeaky voice was deeper as well. As far as personality goes though, he was the same clueless, oblivious little yellow monk.
Clay, the dragon of earth, had finally cut his bangs so they no longer hid his blue eyes. He still dressed like a cowboy and had quite a bit of upper body. Being the big brother of the group, he watches out for everyone and gives comfort when needed.
Lastly, there was the dragon of wind. Thinking of him made her heart flutter in a way she didn't understand. Just his name sent a chill down her spine. Raimundo Pedrosa. He always caught her attention when they were younger, but now it was worse. His always well toned body was even more toned now. He had gotten taller and somehow darker. His green eyes were still brilliant and his smile could put you in a good mood for the whole day. Also, his Brazilian accent was still there, even though he didn't show it much. Sometimes he would let it slip though, and she loved it when he did. Kimiko smiled at her thoughts and opened her eyes. It was morning finally. She must have fallen asleep. Getting off the ground and stretching, she walked back inside to meet the others for breakfast, only to be interrupted by a frantic, sneezing Dojo.
"We got a new wu!"
Great..
A/N: Well there's the first chappy. Review please.
