You Remind Me

Chapter Two

Bellaluna

Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown.

Author's Notes: Hello again! I'm glad at lease a few people are enjoying the story so far. I know the last chapter was pretty short, but this one should be longer, so please enjoy!

Chapter Two

Kimiko had managed to find her way outside of the forest. She had found that she was not too far away from the outer edge. The forest, it seemed, was part of a park which was right across the street from a somewhat busy neighbor hood. Several children were running about playing, couples walked hand in hand, parents pushed their newborns around in strollers and even some elderly couples were out for a stroll. It was just such a couple that Kimiko finally approached. She only had one lead so she had to go with it if she was ever going to find out what was going on.

"Excuse me?" Kimiko squeaked as she nervously walked up to the elderly couple. They both looked at her in shock due to her current condition. She did look rather beat up. There were cuts and bruises all over her body and her clothes were ripped here and there. She was a perfect mess.

"Oh my," the woman gasped and clung to her husbands sleeve.

"Ah, can we help you miss? Are you in some kind of trouble?" the man asked cautiously. He eyed the surrounding area as if searching for a culprit who might have harmed Kimiko.

"I…I don't know," Kimiko replied honestly. She had no idea if she was in trouble. Judging by her state, she just might be. It was the only logical solution.

"I was wondering…"

It was a long shot but she had to ask.

"Do you know where I can find Jack Spicer?"

"The Spicers?" the man said.

"Oh of course dear," the woman said, looking relieved. "The Spicers live right down the street here," she said and pointed to her left.

Kimiko followed the direction of the woman's finger and looked down the road. At the very end of the street was a huge area of land, completely surrounding by a wall, and a front gate. Through the gate she could just make out one of the largest houses, no, mansions she had ever seen. Kimiko gasped and held her breath. It was enormous. Was that really the place where she'd find Jack Spicer? Gulping, she finally breathed again and nodded. There was only one way to find out, so with that said and done she gathered up all the courage she could muster and made her way up the road.

"Good luck dearie," the woman called and waved.

"Ah, thank you," Kimiko replied politely and waved as she looked back over her shoulder.

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Jack Spicer was busy in his lab repairing his broken Jackbots from his last encounter with the Xiaolin Warriors. The damage wasn't all that bad. After all that had been one of his fastest Xiaolin Showdowns ever. Kimiko had just made it too easy; letting him use anything. She really did jump into things to quickly. Kimiko had always been a hothead.

As he worked Jack noticed the quietness of the lab. The only sound was the whirring and clinking from several of creations. His ears weren't being assaulted by Wuya's constant nagging. Maybe she'd gone out for a while. Jack sighed and relaxed in his chair. It was nice to be alone every once in a while. The old witch did tend to get on his nerves.

Jack's peace a quiet was soon shattered though as the sound of the house's doorbell rang through each and every room, including his lab. Jack grunted and went back to work. Someone else would get it. However, this was not the case. The doorbell rang again, and again, and again. Jack groaned and threw down his work. His parents must have been away again; working or partying, who knew? Grumpily, the boy genius climbed the stairs out of his lab and made his way to the front hall. After having some difficulty with the huge front doors he managed to open them.

He was surprised, to say the least, to see Kimiko, Xiaolin Warrior of fire at his door. Not only that but she looked pretty beat up. She didn't look angry though. In fact she looked downright exhausted and confused. Jack was really hoping she hadn't come here to get revenge for the last showdown, but that didn't appear to be the case.

"Kimiko?"

"Are you…Jack?"

Jack arched his eyebrows and carefully studied Kimiko. Just what was she trying to pull? Why was she playing dumb? Perhaps the Xiaolin Warriors were trying to steal his remaining Wu. They didn't usually stoop to such tactics, but maybe they were desperate after their latest defeat.

"Kimiko, I don't know what you're trying to pull here, but I'm not buying it," Jack said firmly, his hands on his hips to display his opinion in the matter.

"But I…" Kimiko said weakly. Jack watched as she slowly began to rock back and forth on her feet, her eyes drooping shut. "I'm so confused," she muttered before going forward one last time and collapsing.

On reflex Jack caught her in his arms and awkwardly held her against him. Now what was he supposed to do. He could easily just toss her out now, because if she was faking it, he would have no of it. But there was one thing that Jack knew about Kimiko, and that was that she never ever wants to show her own weakness to anybody, let alone her enemy. Something was defiantly up with her. So his decision was finally made. He would keep her long enough, under a very watchful eye, just long enough to figure out what she was trying to do.

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Kimiko awoke later; feeling a lot better then she had the last time she woke up. She was lying on a very soft, comfortable bed, with soft, probably silk sheets surrounding her. The cuts on her body were still sore, but they did feel slightly better. Further inspection proved that the cuts had actually been bandaged up. The room she was in was rather empty, but elegant looking all at the same time. As she looked around, her eyes came to rest on the corner, near the bed and the door. Sitting there in a chair, was the boy who she could only assume was Jack Spicer.

"Good morning," he said, looking at her with serious eyes. He almost seemed to be looking for something. "Or should I say good evening? It is seven you know."

"Oh," Kimiko said. "Er…you are Jack right?"

"Listen Kimiko, I…"

"Kimiko…you called me that before. Is that…my name?" Kimiko asked curiously. She was really holding back her excitement; because if that was her name then that meant that he really did know about her and who she was.

"Yes it's your name!" Jack said, sounding frustrated. "Kimiko, just what are you trying to pull? Are you trying to get the Shen Gong Wu? Because if you are there's no way I'm going to let you. I don't even know what made you try such a stupid stunt."

"I…I…" Kimiko stammered as she watched Jack with frightened eyes. Maybe she had come to the wrong person. He didn't seem like he wanted to help her even if he did have the means to. Suddenly racked with fear and anxiety, Kimiko's eyes began to whelm up with tears. "I don't know what's going on!" she cried, her head buzzing with confusion. "Kimiko…Jack…Shen Gong Wu? I don't know any of it!"

Suddenly Jack was feeling extremely guilty, and he hated it. Guilt was the last thing he wanted to feel. He took a moment and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Once calm he stood up and walked over to the sobbing Kimiko. He patted her back with his hand, attempting to relax her. He had never seen her like this before. She seemed so weak, helpless. It was a side of Kimiko that he had been certain he never would have seen.

"Look, I'm sorry alright? Just take a breath and take it easy," he said, still patting her back. "There's no reason to get all worked up."

Kimiko sniffled and limply leaned forward, resting her head on Jack's chest. Awkward as it was, Jack did not move away. She was finally quieting down and he not about to upset her like that again any time soon.

However, it seemed the rest of the world did not want to go along with this plan; for just as Kimiko had calmed down, Wuya floated into the room. At the sight she was greeted with, her mouth, if physically possible would have dropped to the ground. There was Jack, her only hope at the moment for getting the Shen Gong Wu, embracing one of the Xiaolin Warriors, her fated enemies.

"JACK!" she screamed at the top of her little ghost lungs. "What do you think you're doing?"

Jack instantly cringed and pushed Kimiko away. He spun around and faced Wuya. Kimiko shouted out as she was flung back on to the bed. If the shock of that hadn't been enough, then seeing a purple ghost with a strange mask, certainly was. She let out a shrill shriek and grabbed a pillow to hide behind.

"Ah ha….Wuya," Jack chattered nervously. "Although you may not believe me; this is NOT what it looks like."

"Well then do explain," Wuya said doubtfully.

"Wuya, Wuya, Wuya," Jack said, trying to play cool. "Can we talk? Outside that is?" he said, ushering Wuya out of the bedroom and into the hallways. Quickly he closed the door behind them so that Kimiko could not follow them. "Okay, something is up with Kimiko. She doesn't seem to remember anything…except my name ironically," he explained in a rush.

"And you just believed her?" Wuya shouted.

"Of course not!" Jack replied indignantly. "I of course suspected that she might have been after the Shen Gong Wu, but listen Wuya, she acting totally…unkimikoish," he ended lamely.

"Jack, if you're going to be an idiot, then by all means do, but I am NOT going to let you put anymore Shen Gong Wu at risk!" Wuya cried, floating about angrily.

"Well, I don't know…what if we tested her or something?" Jack offered. "Or I suppose we could just dump her back at the Xiaolin Losers' temple."

Wuya gasped. A sudden and brilliant idea had come to her.

"No…wait just a moment Jack," she said, her voice low as she calculated in her brain. Yes, it would work and it would be just what she needed. "Yes, we will test her…"

Closing Notes: Dun dun dun! Now just what does Wuya have in mind for our Kimiko? You'll have to wait and see in Chapter Three. Whee! (x3 rhyme!)