Hey, this is my first Xiaolin Showdown Fan fiction. Don't Flame me if it is Bad. Please Review, Constructive Criticism accepted. Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown, but I certainly would like to!
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Chapter One : The Message
"Brad Pitt!" responded Keiko, who was answering Kimiko question of, "Who's Hotter." She laughed.
"How can you compare Brad Pitt to Leonardo DiCarprio?"
"Hey! He's cute, OK? Way cuter than Brad!" Kimiko argued with her best friend.
"Whatever. You know, I still can't believe Brad left Jennifer Aniston for Angelina Jolie! You don't dump America's sweetheart for tomb raider!" Kimiko blew raspberry.
"I like Angelina! Did you know she made, like, 10 magazine covers last year?"
"So did Jen!" Keiko argued, being the celebrity gossip that she is. "What-ever Kimi." The conversation went on pause for a moment. "Hey, do you remember that famous guy we used to have a crush on back in Japan?" Kimiko reminisced.
"Yes! He was, like, a model right? And we had our own fan club dedicated to him! I remember that he was pretty cute! It's amazing, I can't remember his name at all." Keiko beamed.
"Oh! I do! I do! Pick me!" she screamed. Kimiko laughed. "I will never not remember his Name, or his face. In fact, I'm staring at a poster at him right now! He is so hot!" Kimiko asked her what his name was. "I can't believe you forgot!" She said in a "How-could-you!" kind of tone. "Raimundo Pedrosa!" Kimiko dropped the phone. "Kimiko? Kim? You there?" Kimiko was stunned. She immediately grabbed the phone off the floor, remembering that it was extremely expensive, and made sure it was Okay.
"Yeah, I'm fine Keiko." Kimiko assured here, as she checked her phone for any signs of damage. She sighed with relief. A moment later, Kimiko heard a beeping sound on the other line.
"Oh! So sorry Kimi, but I have to go! I'll talk to you later, Okay?" she asked. Kimiko nodded her head, forgetting that her friend couldn't see her. "Kimiko?"
"O-Oh! Yeah! Talk to you later!" Keiko hung up. She held her head in her hand. Sure, Raimundo is pretty attractive, but how did she not notice this? On the other hand, she did read something on the Internet about the model doubling as a circus star, but it was supposedly just a rumor.
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Kimiko ate breakfast with her teammates, most of that time she spent staring at Raimundo. He eyed her. "You want something Kimiko?" She blushed.
"N-no! I was just thinking that's all. No need to be a big deal out of it." Raimundo blinked.
"Okay." After the monks finished their breakfast, Kimiko received a text message from Keiko.
Kimiko, "Mark?" she mumbled. Mark Stowan was her crush ever since he moved from London to Tokyo. She forgot about him when she moved to the temple. He was cute, funny; smart, a gentleman, and the list could go on and on. Kimiko knew everything about him from his favorite color to his shoe size. Abruptly, Omi interrupted her thoughts.
Guess what? I'm coming to visit you on the 28th! I finally booked a flight to China! I can't wait to see you! Also, I got a guy! He's from London, but he's been with us since, like, third grade. His name is Mark Stowan, and he has an accent to die for! He's coming with me. I'm sure you've met him.
-- See you soon Kimiko!
Keiko
"Oh Kimiko, you have yet to explain to me what that wondrous device is." He said, popping up behind her. Kimiko looked over her shoulder.
"It's an text messenger." She explained. Omi stared at the handheld electronic she held in her hands.
"How do you become a text messenger?" he asked. She chuckled. "What is so funny?"
"It's not a person Omi. It's a device, see?" She typed in a little message to one of her friends in Tokyo. "When I press enter, that message will go to my friends text messenger, and she'll get it." Kimiko looked at Omi, and saw that she was getting nowhere. She was never good at explaining things. Then suddenly she realized something.
The 28th was in two days. And the temple was a mess.
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"Jet Bootsu!" yelled Kimiko. She rose to the top of the temple and started to scrub the roof and the side of the building. Clay walked along below her.
"Kimiko, I reckon we're only supposed to use the Shen Gong Wu when Master Fung tells us to." Kimiko rolled her eyes.
"I'm just cleaning the temple, that's all!" she argued. "No need to be a tattle-tale Clay!" Clay stared at her.
"I didn't say anythin' Kimiko." Her head turned a bright crimson.
"Just leave me alone!" she screamed, and Clay skidaddled. "I can use the Shen Gong Wu whenever I want." She muttered.
Soon Kimiko got off the roof and returned the Jet Bootsu. She then got two sponges, drenched with soap and water, and attached them to the Fancy Feet. "Fancy Feet!" she screamed. Not a good Idea. Kimiko slid around the temple, not able to control herself. "No no no!" Kimiko screamed. She spotted a wall coming for her, but logically it was vice-versa. She screamed and closed her eyes.
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There was a crash. But, it wasn't her. As she opened her eyes, she noticed that the Shen Gong Wu crashed into the wall, and she wasn't attached to them, in fact, another person was holding her. She looked up at her savior, which happened to be…
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Cliffhanger. Sorry! Please Review if you want me to update. I'll do it has soon as I can. I want to see what happens as much as you do! Please Review!
