A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't updated ANY of my stories in so long. I've just been a little busy lately, and I wanted to post SOMETHING up, so I decided to go for the one with the least hits and reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own XS. Duh.

Queen of Diamonds

I stand here before my vanity. Yesterday, Rai had just told me he was gay. I wasn't shocked. Actually, I was kind of expecting it. After all, what other reason is there for his superficial happiness?

But it hurt. Bad.

I love Rai. I'm not afraid to admit it. He's my best friend in the whole world and I'd do anything for him. Except, I just wanted us to be more. Every little flirt left a mark on me in the hope that we actually could've been.

I really should be mad at Jack. He took Rai from me. He took any chance of my relationship with Rai. But I can't, because Rai loves him back. And because it is impossible to be mad at Rai, I can only be mad at myself.

I tried moping in the morning, and crying in the afternoon, and cutting a few hours later. Rai had to pry the razor I usually used for my legs off my fingers. I just cried for that half hour. And then I realized how pathetic I was. I was doing nothing but destroying my image to myself and to Rai by doing that. My temper had flared at myself, and I thought of this solution.

I take a good look at my long ebony locks, skinny frame and developing figure. I turn to the object in my hand—the Reversing Mirror. Since it would turn objects into their opposites, I figured in stead of me being a girl, it would turn me into a guy. And if I got tired of it, I could always turn back to a girl, right? Not knowing any repercussions that could happen if anything went wrong, I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Reversing Mirror!"

I looked once more into the vanity. I had short spiked black hair with red tips. My frame was still slender, but held more lean muscle on my pectorals and abs. I took my shirt off without shame for the first time in years, and quite frankly, I was proud of myself. If I was still a girl I'd say I was hot. If I was gay, I'd say I was hot. And thus I am.

I took a deep breath and held my focus, ready for any sort of (violent) reaction that may come my way. I stepped out of my room, into the hallway, and then inside the room adjacent to mine—Rai's.

It was scary. At first he lashed out at me, in a defensive stance at the stranger before him. And then, like the Shoku Warrior he is, he looked into my eyes.

"Kim?" His voice was filled with confusion, distraught, and most of all—fear. He had no idea what had just happened.

I curtly nodded. I didn't feel like I could speak any words that would come out right. I wanted to tell him it was for him, wanted to say how much I wanted to be in his arms: I did neither.

I rushed him and kissed him on the lips and none too chastely. My tongue delved into his mouth, begging for entrance and, in my own shock, he let me through. He examined my tongue's exploration of his mouth with his own, and it felt so good. He wrapped his arms around my waist and inched me closer as I reached up for his hair and pulled him deeper into the rough kiss.

He pulled up for air and broke it, "Kim, why?"

I answered him with another kiss.

Rai had motioned for me to stay in his room for a while, as to not shock the others. I had playfully reprimanded him for the rude comment, whilst he replied it was really to only keep me for hisself. He had gone out to notify Master Fung of the change and request any advice that would help "the cause."

And like any loving Father and Master figure, he privately sat me down and gave me a little talk.

"Kimiko, I see that you have made a change in appearance. Why so?"

I was quite embarrassed, so I just kept my head down. Sure, I'd been in the head of the moment with Rai, but it's an entire question of morality when it's with Master Fung!

He simply raised his eyebrows and muttered, "I see." He took a deep breath and started again, "Kimiko, if you had realized that Hackers UnLtd. Only accepted people with blonde hair, would you dye your hair blonde just to make them like you?"

"No way! That's conforming. If someone doesn't like you, then let them not like you. At least you're being way real."

"Then why did you change for Raimundo?"

"I…" I was speechless. And then I said, "Because I love him."

Master Fung questioned me again, "Do you really? Because, if he really loved you back, he wouldn't have cared if you were male or female." I started to argue, but Master Fung held his hand up. "Love knows know gender. And it is quite obvious you love him, as we all do here. Omi loves Rai as a rival, as Clay loves him as a friend. We are all family here. Sometimes, the greatest love to give is to let go." He stood up to leave the room as I reminisced on his words. But as he opened the door, he mentioned to me, "You cannot force love, but let it blossom like the wildflower, soft and heavy with sneezes and cries."

A/N: What'd you think? Sucky ending- most definitely. I'm still consulting on who I should do next: Jack, Omi, or Clay...