Hello. My first Fic. Hope you like.

I don't own Xiaolin Showdown. s'a pity tho. I could have a plasma TV right now. Sniffle

-Goodbyeandgoodnight

"You heard me Kim"

"But Rai, you're our l-"

"What? Our loser, our goof, our failure? I know when I've been rejected and dissed and tossed in the dirt. I know when I'm not needed and not wanted. So just leave me alone and let me get on with my life." The brown-haired boy kept stuffing things in his trunk as Kimiko Tohomiko looked on sadly.

"Rai, you are needed, I know we collected all the wu but-"

"But what? You need me to do all your chores for you as you nurse your broken, whatever it is this week?"

"Raimundo Pedrosa, you know that's not true."

"Yeah?" he said standing up, "Prove it. Give me five good reasons that I shouldn't leave for my plane right now."

"Well, for one thing, you're our leader." Kimiko started, defiant.

Raimundo snorted.

"You correct Omi's language."

Raimundo snorted again.

"You get Master Fung to go easy on us."

This time Rai grunted, continuing to pack the last of his stuff.

"You make everyone laugh when they need it."

Rai rolled his eyes, starting to pack his backpack.

"And lastly and most importantly, you're a Xiaolin Dragon. The Xiaolin Dragon of Wind. You can't just blow that off."

He turned around, picking up his suitcase and backpack and looking her straight in the eye.

"Oh yeah?" said the fourteen-year-old Brazilian boy. "Watch me."

It had been three months since Raimundo had left the temple, leaving everyone in a visible slump. Clay had stopped with his Texas comments, Omi stopped gloating, (Which Kimiko and Clay welcomed,) and Kimiko was taking a dive. A hard dive. She hadn't spoken to the boys, and when she did speak, it was only to Dojo or Master Fung. She ate separately and she only got off her laptop for meals and training. To put it lightly, Clay and Omi were starting to worry. They had just gotten up and they could hear the infinite tapping of Kimiko on her computer.

"Should we check on her?"

"I don't think that's a good idea, partner."

"But she may be needing assistance!"

"Or she may char-broil us like a bunch of grade-A Texas steaks."

"You have a point of good."

"Good point."

"That, too."

Kimiko rolled her eyes at the conversation outside her door. She had been up all night monitoring Raimundo's e-mail, IM, and other accounts. She felt so alone without him, so empty, that even Jack Spicer noticed the last time he tried to get some wu.

Where are you Rai? She asked, looking out her window to the sun rising over the mountains, butterflies flying and birds chirping like there was nothing wrong.

The scene was the a bit different in New York City, where Raimundo Pedrosa was taking an evening walk around the block of his aunt's penthouse. He didn't feel like doing his homework that he had received from his first day of ninth grade, it was April, so it didn't matter what he did, and besides, it was Friday and time to relax. Suddenly, a loud voice yelling, "get back here!" Alerted him to some trouble. Trouble in the form of two men chasing a girl he recognized from his homeroom.

"Repulse the monkey!" she yelled as she kicked one of them in the chest, knocking him out. She flung the other one into a wall, knocking him out, running towards Raimundo, grabbing his arm and pulling him with her.

"Trust me, you don't want to be here when they wake up." she said breathlessly, her black hair falling out of her ponytail into her face. They ran through numerous streets and alleyways, until she found the alleyway that she was looking for, and pulled him in.

"Here, come on in" she said, opening a door with "PRIVATE, DO NOT ENTER" carved on it. She opened another door that led them down some stairs and into a large room that had a kitchen, TV room, and a rec room in one.

"This is part of my grandmother's theatre, she remodeled this room for me and my family." she nodded to Raimundo, taking down her hair which fell down to her chest, "Take your shoes off too, I just swept."

She but a box on the table and turn around, hand stuck out. "Mei Young. Nice to meet you."

"Um, yeah. Raimundo Pedrosa." he said, shaking her hand. "Who were the big bulky dudes that were chasing you?"

"They wanted the antique I was bringing to my grandmother," she said, flopping on her couch and turning on the TV. Raimundo joined her, as a ruckus outside the door came louder and a person Raimundo assumed was Mei's-

"Grandma!" Mei yelled, as a short but thin woman came in, dragging shopping bags and muttering something about wet cats.

"Why Hello Mei, how are you?" she said as Mei ran and hugged her. "And who is this?" she said with a perk of interest.

"This is Raimundo, he's in homeroom with Me." said Mei, as Raimundo stood up and bowed, Mei's grandmother doing the same.

"Li Young" she said coming back up. "And Mei is single if you are interested." she continued, winking.

"Grandma!" said Mei, turning redder than Kimiko when Omi complained about her hair.

"Well I should probably start back home," said Raimundo, not wanting an awkward, embarrassing moment with the girl he just met. "But, I'm not familiar with the turf, can I get some help?" said Raimundo, used to knowing his way around, therefore, not used to asking for directions.

"I can show you," said Mei, eager to get out of the room and avoid talking about Raimundo with her grandmother.

"So, I see you know martial arts," said Raimundo, trying to make conversation as they walked down Broadway.

"Yeah, the style ran in my family. My ancestors knew it.," answered Mei, turning into an alley.

"Cool." said Raimundo, trying to push out a vision of Chase Young out of his mind.

"So what's your story?" asked Mei, "Mr. Look Sulky at the back of the classroom."

"Well…" He didn't exactly want to start it off with, well; I came from the Xiaolin temple in China after appearing in a Brazilian circus for half my life.

"Eh. The usual. Grew up in the country, got sent here." he lied, crossing his fingers.

"Oh. I grew up here in the city. Never known anything else. Someday I want to go to China," she said, coming out of the dark alley in front of Raimundo's building.

"Eh, its overrat- I mean, cool, could I come with?" he said, catching himself.

"You would want to help me?" she said, looking at him.

"Sure. I'd be fun, running around central China." he muttered, trying to forget the temple.

"Well, see you on Monday." she said, walking back into the alley.

"Yeah, thanks for showing me the way." he yelled, opening the door.

Mei walked down the street and looked back on her day. It was normal. Except for the part with the guys chasing her. Weirdly enough, it was the second time it happened. Whatever they were after, it was in that box. And it was obviously wanted. Bad. But what made this day different was Raimundo. Why had she suddenly cared and grabbed his arm, other than the fact that those guys were displeased when you kicked their butt. It was nice to have someone listen for a change though. She didn't exactly have many friends, and she was sure no other guy would want to go to China with her. Raimundo seemed nice, and not the type of guy to let people down. Mei sighed. Maybe Grandma was right for once.

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Thanks.

GBAGN