So, I've decided to work on this a little everyday before work. I hate updating so slow!

I've been reading Ltspade's story, 'The Last Farewell Ride', and am very impressed! You guys definitely need to go check it out if you haven't already!

Alexa: YAY! New reader! *Does happy dance* I'm glad to hear that you like it!

monkeycyborgninja: Sorry about the whole 'sis' thing... I was just trying to stress how close they are...

FrankiePhish: I'm going to have to thank LT for advertising my story! Thank you LT! lol. And what I have planned should make you like it even more!

Ltspade: TECHNICALLY... She isn't hiding anything intentionally. She remembered one of Oogway's prophecies/visions. And the new technique won't be coming up for a long while. At least not for about three arcs. - HINT! | And I'm trying to keep Rona as in character as I possibly can... Glad to hear that I'm doing a good job!

Now then, as much as I would like to comment on Shadowfang901, I don't wish to give anything away to the rest of the readers. So lets just say that sense Rona is, by all rights, hers, that I had to ask permission for pretty much everything that happens in my story that she plays a part in. So she pretty much knows the ENTIRE thing... lol.

Now, lets pick up where we left off, shall we? Well not quite... how does thirty minutes later sound? XP

Word Count: 1728

Walking through the Valley Of Peace, thirty minutes later:

"So, why did Rona wanna talk to you in private?" Po asked, already knowing the entire interaction between the two.

"Obvious reasons, she didn't see why I was with you. So I had to explain it to her." Tigress replied.

Care to explain it to me? Because honestly, I don't even know why... Po asked, trying to pry what he wanted to hear.

Because it's hard not to want to be with you. You make me feel almost normal, if there even is such a thing.

Do you not feel normal when I'm not around? Po inquired further, taking her paw in his and intertwining their fingers.

It's hard to explain. Was all she said, hoping he would drop the subject. But knowing Po as well as she did, she knew he wouldn't, so she added, "I'll tell you later."

"Alright. So what are we going to do?" Po asked.

"I have no clue. I say we head back to the palace and discuss everything with the others. It's better to get it out of the way early so we don't dread it all day." She suggested.

"Actually, I was kind of wondering if we could go back to my home village... I wanted to go home... To my birth home..." Po said, sadness in his voice.

"We can do that too." Tigress said, squeezing his hand gently.

Thank you Tigria... Po said, squeezing back.

Your welcome Po. Tigress said. I don't think you carrying me is an option this time is it? She audibly chuckled.

"Says who?" Po said, slinging her on his back and dashing off through the city.

Po! Warn me before you do that! She laughed.

"Sorry! I'm spontaneous!" He chuckled back as the city walls passed by and they began the trek through the forest.

Meanwhile, back at the Jade Palace:

"Well it looks like everyone is just getting together!" Mantis said, obviously not shocked, as he and Monkey spied on Crane and Viper sitting under the peach tree.

"Yeah... About that..." Monkey began to confess.

"Not you too!" Mantis whined. "Disara?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"As I recall, 'Oh Jizzelle, how I've missed you so!'" Monkey said, making quiet kissing noises.

"Shut your face or I'll eat all your friggin cookies." Mantis countered.

"You don't know where they-"

"Training hall, third rafter from the back, over the second bladed, wooden endurance trainer." Monkey looked at Mantis, horrified.

"You wouldn't!"

"Actually no, but Po loves them." Mantis smirked.

"How do you..." Monkey started to ask.

"He spies on you when you least expect it." Both Masters gulped.

"Viper, what a coincidence to find you here. Oh look, there's Crane too." Mantis said. "I uh... gotta go... do something... important... yeah! See ya'!" He dashed off towards the Jade Palace stairs.

"It was all his idea!" Monkey pleaded.

"Crane, would you mind fetching me your calligraphy set and my make up?" Viper asked. "And make it the permanent packet, please?"

"Sure thing, darling." He emphasized the last word and with an evil smirk he flew off to fetch his pens and ink and Viper's make up.

"You'll make a very pretty girl Monkey." Viper giggled devilishly. "Don't forget the nail polish too Crane!" She yelled after the Avian.

Somewhere in the forest, one hour later:

Po was running through the bamboo grove once again, only this time it was different. He was going to finally enter his birth home, even if he had to make Tigress force him.

Getting nervous? Tigress asked, feeling his feelings over their connection.

You have no idea... Losing Shifu made me realize something... I only have one life, and I won't waste it. I want to do three things before I die. Po said.

"Which are?" She asked aloud.

One is visiting my parents house for the first time, two is stealing Monkey's almond cookies and not getting caught. Just then they entered the Panda village. "Woo! We're here!" He shouted as he set her on the ground in front of the, aforementioned, house.

"So what was num-" Tigress was cut off.

"Lets go, before I change my mind and wimp out..." Po said, not meaning to cut her off but too excited and anxious to hear her.

"Alright..." Tigress said, still slightly curious.

Po walked onto the front porch. The wood was slightly green from years of being weathered and the door stood menacingly resolute. Like a barrier that held strong throughout the years, only to taunt the panda that was now standing in front of it. He placed a single paw upon the door, how many times he had came this close only to turn away with tear filled eyes. He turned and looked at Tigress before turning his attention back to the thin, wooden surface that had separated him from his true home for so long.

He was a Kung Fu Master! One of the (semi) hardcore. He could knock a wolf out with a single blow! He defeated Tai Lung with the Wuxi Finger Hold! He was the Dragon Warrior, the strongest in all of China! Yet at that moment, he lacked the strength to open a single door. The thing sucked all of his energy from him and then dared him to open it. It was killing him inside. He pushed as hard as he could but the door only creaked ever so slightly.

"I can't do it Tigress..." He finally said.

"You can, Po. You threw cannon balls like they were dumplings! You stayed at the Palace even when everyone wanted you gone! If you can do that... How is a single door any different?" She asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Maybe some initiative would help?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" He asked. She then turned him to face her and wrapped her arms around his neck before placing her lips to his. He could feel her claws gently begin to scratch and caress the back of his neck as she deepened the kiss. He wrapped his own arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him and kissed back with as much passion as he had in him. And then like that, the kiss was over. They were still in each other's arms, faces only an inch apart.

"That's what I mean." She replied, smiling, allowing her fangs to show slightly. "If you do this, then you'll get that again, but longer."

"Well that's definitely some initiative." Po chuckled. "And severely... hot?" He questioned himself. "Alright you wooden... thingy! Get ready to feel the thunda'!" He shouted, turning around. And then the door was in his face yet again. "Your face and lips look more appealing." He joked.

He placed one paw back on the door and pushed. It opened widely, revealing a dust covered interior. He stepped through and looked around in awe. It was untouched by age or weather. If not for the dust, it looked very well kept up.

I'll leave him be for now. He needs time to reminisce. Tigress thought, blocking it from Po.

"I remember everything in here." Po said aloud. He looked towards the firplace, there were old family portraits and useless ceramic dolls. On the window sill was a pot with dried up dirt and a carcass of a Tiger Lilly. Next to the front door was a coat rack with a single round straw hat.

"Dad's hat..." Po walked towards it and picked it up gently and dusted it off. Then the table caught his attention. A single white roll of parchment was rolled up and sitting on the edge next to the only chair. Po pulled the seat out and sat down to unroll it. He sat there for a long time, staring at it until Tigress decided to walk in. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and leaned against him gently.

"What does it say?" She asked, kissing the top of his head.

"I don't know... But my Dad wrote it..." Po answered, pointing at the signature.

"What do you mean you don-" She stopped instantly, realizing the answer herself. "Po, you can't read, can you?" She asked.

"No..." He said, looking down. "All I know is my numbers and math... Being the son of a noodle maker, there wasn't a reason to know how to read or write, other than doing up people's bills."

"Would you like me to read it for you?" She asked.

"Please." Po's ears perked up and looked at her.

"Alright. Ahem." She began to read.

"Dear Po,

If your reading this then you already know we are no longer here. I hope you can forgive us, but we had no choice. We're sorry for putting you in Bao Gu but we just couldn't raise you properly where we were going... The trek would have been to much. I'm so sorry son. I love you so much. Never forget that.

Sincerely with love,

Ài Zhànshì"

Tigress finished reading and tightened her grip slightly.

"Lets go back to the Palace now." Po said as tears streamed down his face.

"Po, I'm so sorry..." Tigress tried to comfort him.

"Sorry for what? I just found out that my Dad is still alive and out there somewhere!" He turned towards her, smiling, as tears streamed freely down his face. "Why should you be sorry that I'm happy?" He stood up. "Lets get back to the palace and prepare to go kick some ass! The quicker we get this over with, the quicker I can search for my dad!" He then grabbed Tigress in his arms and kissed her with everything he had in him. He bent over, taking her almost to the floor and kissed her more passionately before straightening her back up and grabbing her hand and dashing out the door. Still dazed from Po's sudden burst of compassion and courage to kiss her first, she merely let him tug her along.

He stopped, realizing something, as his feet hit the ground in front of the house.

"Remember what you said at Dad's shop?" He asked.

"Yeah." She said, still dazed.

"And the third thing."

"Yes." She replied.

"Well... I wanna do it right." He knelt down on one knee and held up a ring. "Tigress, will you be my wife?"

A/N: Whew! Finally had the time to write this out! Freakin' night shift... So, R&R! I need fuel to keep writing guys! Lol.