Hi! It's me again! With a new story! Yippie! Now, I deleted all my other stories, please don't hate me! I had to… and the reason is none of your beeswax!
Anyway, in beginning you'll be wondering where's all the good RaiKim? Well, the RaiKim starts of small, and then adds up, and up, and up until you're so hyper from RaiKiminess, you're bouncing off the walls! XD Anyway, ENJOY!
Chapter 1
"What's the catch?" asked the beautiful, sapphire eyed, raven black haired, Japanese, techno-savvy girl named Kimiko.
Although Dojo, a green dragon with a read goatee and yellow fur spiking up and down his back, had made himself as clear as possible on the new mission that the monks had been assigned, they were still unsure about it.
"No catch. I've explained three times Kimiko, I don't know if I can tell you any more perceptible!" Dojo answered, now annoyed after explaining their mission to them so many times.
"Chill Dojo," started Raimundo, the cocky Brazilian with sun-kissed skin, emerald eyes, chocolate brown hair, and a prankster to the highest extent. "We're just trying to get everything we need down."
"Yeah partner, this must be an important mission since you're so fidgety about it. You look like my Auntie Pearl after she gave my Uncle George a foot rub." Declared Clay, a true cowboy, with sun-absorbed blonde hair, and sea blue eyes, loyal, kind, and the best friend anyone could have.
"Clay, could you explain to me why you have an aunt… that's a pearl?" asked a confused Omi.
Omi, was the smallest out of all four monks, and also had the biggest head. This little kids' ego was far over the limit, and still growing. He believes that he's the best out of them, and isn't afraid to boast. You could call this guy a sexist, for he usually declares that girls belong in the kitchen, or cleaning up messes, and that's it. But Kimiko's tried to teach him better than that, and he's gotten… a bit better, and this kid was also known for messing slang up horribly.
"No Omi, her name is Pearl." Clay groaned.
"That's a most unusual name for a person." Omi said as he scratched his head.
"Forget it. So… we have to go to these places… and get a new weapon? What are the weapons for?" Kimiko asked.
"Not fully sure. But there's one for each of you. Remember when you got your Wudai Weapons?" Dojo started to explain.
They all nodded.
"Well, it's almost like that quest." Dojo ended.
"Almost?" asked Raimundo, as he cocked his head to one side, making him look like a confused puppy.
"Almost. I'm not fully sure of what these weapons are, but they belong to the four dragons of the elements, fire, wind, earth, and water, in other words, you four."
"Well, I reckon there's a scroll on everything about the weapons and that." said Clay. "Why don't you pull that out Dojo?"
Dojo chuckled nervously. "I… um… well… I kind of used it as a placemat…. For a Sloppy Joe. He he…"
Raimundo, Kimiko, and Clay whacked their foreheads with the palm of their hands.
"Again? Dojo don't you remember when we told you not to do that?" Omi stated with a bit of anger in his tone.
Kimiko used Raimundo as a wall to lean on.
"Well, there goes another important scroll." She groaned as she then stopped leaning on Rai, stood straight and crossed her arms.
"When do we leave Dojo?" Raimundo asked trying to shake off Kimiko's actions.
"In a few hours, bring some clothes… It might take a day or two, and remember to pack for warm weather and cold weather, the temperatures are sure to change wildly." Dojo said.
"Ok Dojo." The four chorused as they went to pack.
Clay, being the simplest, calmest, and most courteous of the group packed the necessities. He guessed about three pairs of clothes, snow clothes, his hat, boots, toothbrush, comb, and a book to keep him occupied while on the flight.
Omi, having no real wardrobe whatsoever, packed a few of his temple robes, winter jacket and pants, tooth brush, and he would never go anywhere with out his book 'The Ancient Guide to Females'. Not that the book did any good, Kimiko, the Dragon of Fire was on the verge of burning the annoying object.
Raimundo, having to look 'stylish' for the ladies that might pass by, packed a pair of his tan cargo pants, a pair of his green cargo pants, and a pair of jeans. Then he brought two of his white, short-sleeved hoodies, and his long-sleeved orange, green, and white shirt. Also he packed his winter jacket, hat and gloves. Along with all that he brought his soccer ball, comb, toothbrush, and light cologne, just in case.
Kimiko, being the heiress to her fathers company, Tohomiko Electronics, over packed for everything. She brought all kinds of tank tops, tee-shirts, long-sleeved shirts, half-sleeved shirts, sweat shirts, hoodies, skirts/skorts, mittens, earmuffs, hats, scarves, snow boots, jeans, shorts, sweatpants, capries, wraps, hair scrunchies, bracelets, necklaces, anklets, rings, toe rings, hair dye or all sorts of colors, nail polish, body splash spray, her PDA, and more.
They had all finished packing in about an hour and a half, but still had to pass some time.
"We could make wood figures! Carve 'em ourselves, it actually mighty fun and relaxing… except when you cop a dar-gon boot off." Clay suggested, starting in a normal talking voice, ending in a mumble.
"Uh—Thanks Clay but… I'll pass on that." Kimiko said. "We could take turns playing Goo Zombies 10."
"I beat it yesterday, and I don't want to explain what a video game is to Omi..." Raimundo stated receaving mumbled 'true…''s from Clay and Kimiko. "What about a game of soccer?" the Brunette asked.
"No thanks partner, too much running up and down a field for me." Clay said.
"We could practice our fighting skills! Train more to become better!" Omi proudly bid.
"No!" The other three yelled in unison, they were gonna have many obstacles on the way, and didn't want to train, and be tired for when they come.
"You know, at this rate we might as well just play duck, duck, goose." Kimiko groaned as she put her elbows on the table and held her head in her hands.
"Well, how about we whip up something to eat. A sandwich seems mighty tasty right now." Clay said, with his need for food showing.
"And maybe some hamburgers!" Raimundo added.
"Sushi!" Kimiko said.
"Rice!" Omi put in.
It was official, they settled with making lunch for themselves.
"Kim—" Raimundo started with his mouth full, and then swallowed before continuing. "Could you pass the mustard?"
"How do you eat that? Its yellow goop on a brown and black piece of meat…" she gagged as she passed him the bottle.
"You should try it Kim."
"Yeah, they day when pigs fly I'll try it ok?" she answered. "Why won't you try sushi, it's yummy and it's good for you!" Kimiko smiled and then ate a piece of sushi.
"Raw fish? No way, that disgusting." Raimundo argued as he took a bit out of his burger.
"And cooked cow isn't?"
"No it isn't little lady! It's mighty tasty!" Clay said as he grabbed one of the burgers.
"I agree with Kimiko eating a cow is most rude." Omi said as he ate some lettuce and a cucumber. "And it's also most unhealthy." He added.
"Yeah well, as long as it tastes good, and I keep up with all this Xiaolin stuff to stay fit, I don't care!" Raimundo half said half laughed, and then took another bite, along with Clay who was practically shoving the burgers down his throat.
"I can't believe I live with them." Kimiko mumbled to herself as she continued to eat her sushi at a civilized and polite pace, as did Omi.
It was quite a—disturbing—site to see. Raimundo and Clay gulfing down hamburgers and sandwiches like they hadn't eaten in weeks, when they'd eaten that morning.
"You didn't tell me you made hamburgers!' Yelled Dojo, who appeared in the threshold, draped upon Master Fung's shoulders, but soon slithered off them, and over to the table where he started to stuff his face.
"My young monks," Master Fung started. "You will be leaving in ten minutes, please bring you bags to the main hall before then."
"Yes Master Fung."
Dojo then stopped eating and hopped back onto Master Fung's shoulders, as they left the Dining hall.
"I said it might take a day or two! Not a year or two!" Dojo yelled once he saw Kimiko's bags.
"Sorry! You're using the Changing Chopsticks anyway, once their small they shouldn't weigh as much, right?" Kimiko asked.
"Yeah, but compared to all three of them, yours is going to weigh a lot…" Dojo sighed. "Changing Chopsticks!" he shouted and shrunk all of their suitcases to a size that could fit in his ear.
After plopping each of their belongings into his ears, Dojo changed from his foot long size, to his forty feet long size.
"Come on kids! Times a wasting!" Dojo hollered, signaling that they could get on.
The four hopped on, the Aurora in the sky blooming with beautiful shades of pink, orange, and red. Beginning a new journey. A journey that Master Fung had called, 'The Journey of a Lifetime'.
How was it? Good? Bad? Horrid? Please don't be too harsh, useful criticism is approved. Hope you liked it!
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