Story Line: When a trick of fate occurs it brings Kimiko and Raimundo's relationship together, but it also changes their lives forever...

Chapter One

I Never Thought I'd Find Someone Like You

Raimundo's POV

I'm Raimundo Pedrosa and I stand here telling you my story because so many of you have begged me to tell you. So here I am, telling you right now the events that you want to hear in every detail and in perfect order...

I hadn't been to the temple for three years now and I was nineteen years old. I hadn't ran away, we all left because we'd graduated, except from cheeseball because he lived there. I'd never seen my buddies since even though they had promised to keep in touch, then again, so did I. I had never got a phone number from one of them, but I knew where Clay and Omi lived which is okay, I just hadn't been able to go. I'd had loads of things going on in my life.

First off, I date this gorgeous chick named Christina then it turned out that she was a complete and utter slut and she was just using me! She'd seemed real nice but in the end she had to tell me that she only went out with me because of a dare and to make her friends jealous. Of course, I was the one who dumped her.

Secondly, my younger brother got himself ran over but it was partly my fault. I walked in the middle of the road without looking and there was a car coming so he dived in the middle of the road and pushed me out of the way, only to get himself hurt. My dad took a total hissy fit on me and threw me out! So I'm living in an apartment on the sixth floor with this really sweet girl named Jeana, and it turned out that we were old friends at school and we remembered eachother. So, it wasn't all that bad if you come to think of it.

Then Jeana came in crying one night and then she told me that her boyfriend had stood her up and left her out in the pouring rain. I tried to comfort her but she wouldn't stop crying. She told me that she was the only boyfriend that she had ever trused but he just threw it back in her face. That night she ended up crying herself to sleep. Then the next day she got a text off her boyfriend saying that she was dumped, which made her cry bucket-loads. I felt so sorry for her. She'd been so loyal to him but he just wouldn't take her kindness.

Lastly, my friend Tom had been killed by a hit-and-run car accident. I didn't cry even though he had been my best friend since infants. I haven't cried since I was little. I was not the one to cry.

So, as you could see, my life was pretty much going downhill. But I coped with it. I'm a fighter, not someone just to back down. I don't take orders. Remember that. I am me.

I was sitting on the couch just thinking about things. Jeana was in the kitchen baking cakes. Jeana loved to bake stuff, you couldn't pull her away from the oven no matter how hard you tried. Oh Jeana...

She was making a huge spongecak and she had told me that she was going to cut it into a daisy shape and put icing on so it looked liked one and put jelly and cream in the middle aswell and put a little marzipan butterfly and bee on the top. She was brilliant at icing cakes.

"Rai!" she called from the kitchen "I've finished it. Do you want a piece?"

"Sure thing Jeana!" I replied, getting up from the couch.

I made my way towards the kitchen where Jeana was standing with a beam on her face. She cut a piece for me and a piece for her. Mine had the bee on it.

"Thanks Jeana," I smiled, taking a huge bite out of my cake, the fantastic flavours all merged into my mouth at the same time, making it taste ever so special "Mmmmm, this is fantastic!"

"I'm glad you like it."

We sat down on the couch to eat. The cake was wonderful. It tasted fruity and creamy and of jelly all in one. When we'd finished we put our plates in the sink and Jeana was about to wash them up but I felt guilty as she always did the washing up so I offered to help.

"Are you sure Raimundo?"

It wasn't like me to help out with the dishes but nevertheless, I agreed.

"Thanks Rai," she beamed, planting a kiss on my cheek and walking off.

I must say, I blushed as red as a beetroot! Anyway, I washed then dried the dishes and put them away in the cupboard after that. It was only nine O'clock but it was dark outside and I was getting tired. I went into the bathroom and splashed water on my face then dried it with a towel. I looked at myself in the mirror. I wondered if Clay or Omi had changed so much as I had. My brown hair was longer now and flopping infront of my face. My tanned skin had got a bit darker but my emerald green eyes were exactly the same as before. And I had to say, I had certantly got a bit musclear. I'm not trying to show off. I had a shower after that. Don't ask why but I loved to have showers on a night time. When I got out of the shower I put my clothes back on and went towards the fridge. I opened it to get some milk but found that there was none inside. I sighed then closed it again.

"Jeana!" I shouted "I'm going to the shops before it closes 'kay? Do you want anything?"

"No thanks Rai, you're alright!" came her response.

I searched my pockets for some cash and I found that I had a fiver stuffed in there from yesterday when I went to the cinema. I grabbed my coat and put it on. Then I went over to the door where my trainers were and stuffed them on my feet. I opened the door, went down the stairs then opened the door out onto the street. I had to get to the shop fast as it was closing in fifteen minutes. I ran all the way there to save time. It started to rain but I didn't care, I loved the rain.

I dashed into the shop and grabbed the biggest bottle of milk that I could find then set it on the counter.

"That would be £1.99 please," said the cashier, pushing his glasses up from the end of his nose.

I handed him my five pound note and waited for the change. He handed me it and I stuffed the change (£3.01) into my pocket then left the shop. I went out ino the cold, wind breezing through my hair and rain pitter-pattering on rooftops and onto people. I didn't run, I walked. There was a rumble of thunder and a fork of lightning flashed across the sky. But I didn't care.

There was a girl huddled up in a big brown long coat walking my way. With every step she took she pulled the coat more tighter around her body. The rain was making her hair sag and her clothes droop but she just huddled more tightly into that long coat of hers. When she passed me, she tripped over my clumsy big foot and fell down onto the wet and slippery pavement.

"Sorry," I apoligised, offering her a hand.

She took it, turned her head up and looked straight into my eyes and I looked straight into hers. Those beautiful sapphire blue eyes of hers were too familiar...

A bit of a cliffy but you can probably tell who it is. I am going to be writing this story for a while and it is most definitely going to have a sequal, or it might become a trilogy. I've had middle bits and stuff near the end planned in my head for ages and I wanted to write this story before I lose it. I know I'm alrighty writing loads of stories but I assure you, I'm probably going to be updating this one sooner as I have terrible writers block for all of my other stories. I do not own Xiaolin Showdown, but some things and people in here are my own creation. I better be finishing this authors note of before it gets too long.

Matene
ToXiC xxxx