Hello my lovelies! I just recently marathoned all of the Original Xiaolin Showdown and I have always been a Chase and Kimiko fangirl. So here is my smutty story with some plot thrown in. NOTE THIS IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!
Lilies. The scent of lilies and jasmine drifted to Chase Young's sensitive nose and he took a deep inhale. He would know that scent anywhere, especially since that same elusive scent had haunted his dreams since he had first caught a whiff of it when its owner had disguised herself as that worm, Spicer. Kimiko. Her name burst forth from his thoughts, followed by the usual sensation of his pants tightening beneath the heavy metal of his golden armor.
As much as he loved the scent of his beloved Dragon of Fire, it was rather curious that her scent was in his training room. With how strong the scent was, she must have been doused in the stuff and had been here recently. Had she discovered how much he adored her perfume and decided to tempt him? No, that wasn't her style. Besides… Something wasn't quite right about this scent.
Using his sensitive nose, he took a deep breath and inhaled the scent that practically filled the room. The lilies and jasmine were correct, but the underlying scent of Kimiko, that sweet and spicy allure that was unique to her was not present with the floral scent. That immediately set him off. Who dared enter his personal sanctum wearing the scent of his beautiful dragon? Anger made his normally graceful movements harsh as he stalked over to the vase where he stored the Shen Gong Wu. Practically ripping the lid away, he saw that it was empty and that there were strands of ebony hairs caught in the edges of the vase.
With disdain, he picked them up and saw that they were shorter than his own but still as dark. They shimmered in the dim lights of the room, and he frowned as a snarl started to form on his face. He was very close to losing his temper and shifting into his monstrous dragon form. He knew these hairs and they did not belong to the person someone was setting up as a thief. Crushing the hairs in his fist, he stalked away from the rooms, his loyal minions moving out of his ways as they sensed his anger.
Exiting his lair, he made his way with ease to the home of Jack Spicer, worm extraordinaire. He did not think Spicer would have ever been so foolish as to think that disguising one of his pitiful robots as his beloved to steal his Shen Gong Wu would make him honestly believe that the Dragon of Fire herself had gone rouge and stolen from him. The black silk hair and cloying amounts of perfume may fool a lesser man like Spicer or those other Xiaolin monks into thinking the robot was Kimiko, but he knew her better and was not so easily fooled.
Well that was the first chapter. I meant to do this as just my first one shot, but it's getting way too long and so I thought this nice little starter might fill in the blank spaces for Elf Lords and Necromancers. I know you guys want that story to come back, but writing crime stories is really difficult. So enjoy this while I try to sort my life out. Oh, please RxR! No flames, I own no one.