(A/N:) Here is a little note to make it a TAD bit funnier! When it says "(censored)"imagine that thing form the opening in the theme song that says "Xiaolin Showdown!". Thank-you for reading this and wasting about a minute of your time you could have used to read this chapter XP!

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Omi walked past his "students" angrily. Ever since they came, he hated them. He hated everyone. He was also wearing a lot of black. We all know what that means. HE'S GAY! Just kidding, he's Goth. He glared at them, one by one. Kimiko, the techno wiz chic that is an heiress to a large toy/video game company, Raimundo, the surfer dude from a large family and circus, who wears hot eyeliner ((A/N:)(drools, and Clay, the cowboy freak who is the heir to a very large and productive ranch that is famous for the "best steak on this darn whole planet, partner", all glared back. All three were emo ((A/N:) At least they are in this story) and weren't about to change to make this short, little Goth boy happy. Omi sighed of unaccomplishment. He walked back into the temple to tell the rapist, Master Fung, that he did not like these "freaks of nature".

"Omi," Master Fung said, "become friends with them before I rape you for the sixth time this week!"

"Yes, sir," Omi glared at him. He left the room and went into the darkest corner he could find. He sat there for hours in the darkness. Kimiko walked up to him and giggled.

"Why are you so mopey?" she was still giggling.

"I am Goth. It's my job," he shrugged.

"Sorry, 'bout the giggling. Raimundo just told me the funniest joke ever. You should here it from him, I can't say because I couldn't understand what he was saying," she finally stopped giggling.

"Sure, whatever, but I won't laugh," Omi stood up and blocked the light from his eyes and went into Raimundo's cubicle.

"Parta, o furo faz o burro, eu o do que dos antes matar! (Go away, ass hole, before I kill you!)((A/N:) If that isn't right, blame Word Translators)" Raimundo yelled in his native tongue.

"That was not funny at all. Kimiko is not one of you people whom I must trust," Omi said, without enthusiasm, what-so-ever.

Omi left the room and ran into Clay, "You're gayer than a man in a frilly pink too-too singin' along to No Secrets."

"That was not funny either," Omi yawned of boredom.

"Yes it was," Kimiko was crying of laughter.

"You are a completely and totally (censored) up, bitch. (Censored) off," Omi still didn't have any expression.

"You are so mean!" Kimiko began to cry of sadness. Omi just walked off.

"I am proud of you Omi. You told off that (censored) up bitch like she really deserved it, even though she didn't!" Master Fung hugged the STILL nonexpressioned Omi.

"Whatever," Omi yawned.