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Why Real and Fantasy Just Don't Mix

By silver-nightstorm

Summary: Thirteen year old Nami had a normal life, until her parents leave to see the Wimbledon tournament over summer, leaving her and her twin sister, Nina, home alone. Overnight, something... strange happens, leaving the twins with a handful of fantasy warriors.

Chapter 6: You Might Ask?

Nami's POV

If someone had told me last week that I would wake up to find the Xiaolin and Heylin warriors in my living room, I would have laughed, called them crazy, and marveled at the awesomeness of the idea. Hell, if my sister had told me that last night I would have done the same thing.

Laugh? Did that. Doubt my sanity? Did that too.

Marveled at the awesomeness of the idea? Did it… and now, I'm regretting it.

Cause let me tell you, this is totally not awesome.

What is this, you might ask? This would be me standing with my sister in the middle of the mall in the middle of a battle between the Xiaolin and Heylin warriors while two insane cosplayers marveled at their amazing ability to imitate the "live action" of Xiaolin Showdown.

Meanwhile, everyone else in the mall is freaking out. They're probably trying to decide whether or not we're insane, terrorists, or just having fun. I can see some security guards making their way towards us, trying to decide whether or not to approach Chase. He did cut a very scary figure, what, with all his "cats" around him.

As I said, totally not awesome.

Well, maybe slightly awesome. I mean, I was hanging out with a bunch of nonexistent people about to get arrested for the first time in my li—

Yeah, I changed my mind. Nonexistent people? Pretty cool. Arrested? Not so much. I could practically see my mom's expression. Not pretty. Not at all.

At this point, I did the singularly most stupid thing that I could have possibly done. What is this thing, you ask? I closed my eyes and walked into the middle of the battle between good and evil.

Many people, at this point, would laugh and say I'm being figurative. Seriously though? I'm not. I'm completely legit right now. Yup, I Nami, thirteen-year-old middle school student, twin sister of Nina, am committing suicide.

Well, not really, of course. But I might as well be. Battle between good and evil, remember?

I heard Omi scream, and could have sworn I felt his bald head as he flipped over me. Wuya shrieked bloody murder and almost clawed my hair out. Kimiko screamed, "Watch out!" just as Raimundo ran into me. Clay was nowhere to be run into. He was the most coordinated of the Xiaolin warriors despite his size. I could feel the heat of Jack's jetpack as he barreled past me.

That just left Chase. I decided to open my eyes to find… "CHASE?"

He flinched. "Thanks for killing my eardrums."

I just stared at him. He was walking in front of me the whole time, keeping his face exactly two inches away from mine. Basically, he was really, really close. A bit too close for comfort, but he was Chase Young. I could definitely deal.

"Chase… I—"

He cut me off, "You're an idiot."

"—was trying to stop you from killing every—what did you say?" I shrieked the last four words.

"You're an idiot," he repeated, calm and matter-of-fact.

I stood there, my mouth hanging open like a fish before I actually thought to react.

"You call me the idiot?" I growled, my voice dangerously low. I could dimly see the Xiaolin Warriors, Wuya, and Jack converging around my worried looking sister. "You are the one starting a full out battle in the middle of the mall!" I shrieked, poking Chase in the chest. He looked mildly amused.

"Don't you dare give me that look!" I screamed, attracting even more looks than I already was. "You are the most insensitive, knuckle-headed, emo bad guy I know! And I wouldn't be surprised if you were gay! With Omi!"

Raimundo raised his eyebrows, "Woah! Do not challenge Omi's sexuality! Wait… what is Omi's sexuality?"

Omi looked up innocently at my sister, "Nina? What is gay? And what is sexuality?"

Nina sighed, "Mind your language, Nami! Monk here!"

Chase was looking even more mildly amused about now. Probably more along the levels of 'borderlinely amused'. Yup, Chase Young was amused, borderlinely, but amused nonetheless.

"You think I'm gay?"

"Yes."

"I went out with Wuya."

"And that's why you're gay!"

Kimiko laughed at this. Raimundo looked like he was going to die any minute, and Clay was trying to not laugh.

"I'm not gay."

"Prove it!" I growled.

Chase crossed his arms, and sighed. "Do I have to?" He sounded like a winy five-year-old.

"Yes!"

He sighed, again.

This is the part where I die. Not really, but almost. I should have thought about my dare, and how he'd prove his sexuality. But no, I'm an airhead, so that's why I'm in this situation right now.

What is that situation, you ask?

Simple, really. Lip-locked with Chase Young.

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