Author's Notes: I think Omi is a great character, the only nasty bits about him are from Raimundo and hey, the guy teases him 24/7 in the show. What do you expect?
Disclaimer: On first chapter.
Chapter Two: A Bad Day.
Kimiko woke up in the morning to find herself wrapped up in her bed. She could have sworn she fell asleep in Raimundo's arms. The vague memory of being carried through the corridors to her room came back to her. Pulling back the covers she realized that Raimundo had removed her shoes and the outer layer of her tunic for her.
Cute. She started, since when was Raimundo cute? Shaking her head she told herself it was just because she hadn't woken up yet. Her mind was still clouded with sleep. Nodding to herself she quickly changed and walked down the corridors of the Temple towards the kitchen. She grinned as she walked in; her eyes taking in the forms of her friends slumped against the table top. She smiled, grabbed her breakfast, practically skipped over to the table and sat down.
"You look happy." Dojo commented, slithering across the floor towards them. She nodded and started to spoon the food into her mouth. She paused a moment to talk to the two before her.
"Sleep well?" She smiled when Clay raised his head from the table and glared at her. Served him right for teasing her yesterday.
"I didn't but it looked like you did." He muttered resentfully, allowing his head to drop back onto the table.
Well who wouldn't when you had Raimundo as a pillow? She mentally groaned, what was the matter with her? Why was her mind popping up with these kind of things at exactly the wrong moments and why was it right! It had been nice falling asleep in Raimundo's embrace but why was it? Her good mood dropped considerably when she realized she was going to have to spend today working it out. She yelped when a pair of hands covered her eyes for a second, or course there was only one person that wasn't here that was that childish.
"Raimundo!" His laughter filled her ears as he sat down beside her and suddenly she felt happy again. Why should she be sad when she had Raimundo around? Scolding him quickly she went back to her food. Today was going to be fine.
Today was not fine, nope, not in the slightest. Not at all. How could she have thought that? She ached. All over. There wasn't a part of her that didn't hurt. She groaned, not willing to move even if there was another Shen Gong Wu. Master Fung was making them do a special kind of training that needed a lot of mind control. And today she wasn't focused in the slightest. Her mind was more on the Raimundo matter than her fighting skills. Which is probably why she had been beaten so badly.
"Need a hand?" She pried her eyes open to see Raimundo standing before her, hand outstretched. She nodded slightly and extended a hand towards Raimundo. He pulled her to her feet and she wobbled and would have fallen over again if she hadn't landed against his chest.
"Ow." He chuckled, gently taking her by the shoulders and holding her away from him so he could look her in the eyes.
"You feeling okay? Cos the Kimiko I know doesn't get beaten that badly, especially at the hands of Omi." Kimiko smiled a little, it hurt her cheeks to smile properly at the moment. She felt like she had been smacked round the face a couple of times with a baseball bat.
"Jus' not thinkin' too straight today." She murmured to the brunette.
"You are troubled young one?" She turned her head as much as she could, which was only a centimetre or two, to see Mater Fung standing before them. His gaze filled with concern as he looked down at her.
"It's nothin' I'm just not with it today."
"Very well." He said, his gaze turning to Raimundo. "Perhaps you can take her to her room then?"
"Sure thing Master Fung, I'll be back in a bit." Gently wrapping an arm round her middle, he tenderly placed her arm over his shoulder and began to help her out the room.
Twenty minutes later and they had just gotten to the end of the first corridor and they had about seven more to cover. When Kimiko asked to have a rest Raimundo snapped, she was surprised he hadn't done so earlier. He wasn't known for his patience.
"That's it!"
"What's it?" Kimiko muttered tiredly. She yelped, whether it was out of shock or annoyance she didn't know, when Raimundo bent down and picked her up, bridal style.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving you a break." He muttered and started walking down the corridors, Kimiko in his arms.
"I didn't say you could pick me up." She declared indignantly, crossing her arms and turning away from him. Or turning away as best as you can when someone is carrying you.
"What you gonna do about it?" She turned round to utter a scathing retort and found that she couldn't think of anything. The smirk on Raimundo's face grew at her lack of words. She glared, sometimes she hated that boy.
True, but you love him most of the time. She jumped at that thought, what was her stupid conscience on about now? Sighing, she decided it was best not to think about it at this moment and allowed herself to relax in his arms.
She found herself being gently lowered onto her bed minutes later when they had finally made it to her room. She watched him as he searched for something, she wasn't sure what otherwise she would have told him where it was.
"Rai what are you looking for?"
"Medical box."
"Bottom draw of my chest of draws." He nodded and pulled it open, retrieving the white and red box as he seated himself across from her on her bed. Pulling out some antiseptic and some cotton buds he gently began to tend to her wounds, starting with the ones on her face. He gently dabbed at her cheek, as if she was a porcelain doll.
"What's up with you Kimi? Omi completely kicked your ass." He asked as he started to on her arms.
"You didn't do to well yourself."
"Least I beat the guy." He muttered under his breath as he began bandaging her arms.
"Yeah well you usually do better, so tell me Mister 'I'm the Best Fighter Here' what's up with you? Got too many girls throwing themselves at you and you can't keep up with the fanmail?" The moment the words left her mouth she knew she shouldn't have said them; she didn't why she did anyway. He was only being concerned. One thing was for sure he wasn't concerned about her any more. She could tell by the way he tied the bandage that much tighter and how he shoved the pieces back in the box before practically hurling it in the draw and storming out the room. She stared at the door as it slammed shut. Why had she done that? She didn't know, all she did know was that Raimundo was annoyed with her. Something that she found herself hating. Sighing she threw herself backwards on the bed. Today was defiantly not a good day.
She peered round the corner, her eyes taking in the appearances of her three friends. Well two friends, seeing as technically one was annoyed with her, he was probably going to start hurling insults at her when she entered. But you can't hide forever. She walked into the room.
"Hey Guys! Hey Raimundo!" She got replies from the other two but the third picked his bowl up, dumping in the sink and walking away without seeing a word. I stand corrected, he's ignoring me. She dropped into her seat, staring dejectedly at the table.
"Hey Kimiko, you okay?"
"No."
"I'm sure whatever it is, it can't be that bad. Go cheer yourself up." Kimiko sighed, usually when she was upset she would talk to Raimundo but she couldn't now could she? So she was pretty much well done for. Slamming her head against the table top she realized she had to do something about this. A life without an annoyed Raimundo was one thing; a life with a Raimundo who was so upset with her that he was ignoring her was another thing entirely. Standing up she strode determinedly out the room, she would find Raimundo and apologise. It was easy to apologise, right?
Kimiko sighed, she should have been in bed hours ago but the adrenaline coursing through her wouldn't let her rest. She had to find Raimundo! She wouldn't rest until she had. Mind you the adrenaline was running out and her feet were now dragging across the floor, her shoulders sagging.
"Child, should you not be in bed?" She spun round to see Master Fung standing by a doorway, arms folded. Why did he always pop up like that?
"Probably, do you know where Raimundo is?" Master Fung smiled the same smile that Clay had sent her the other day in her room. What did people know that she didn't?
"He is in the training room."
"Thanks Master Fung." She said, hurrying off towards the training room.
Opening the door she could see Raimundo taking his anger out on a punch bag. He had obviously been there a while he was sweating and had stripped down to the black muscle shirt he wore under his tunic. She ignored the fluttering her stomach as she walked towards him. She stopped a few feet away and stood there just watching. He was strong; she knew that from the times he had kicked her butt. But she never noticed before that he looked strong. She could his muscles rippling beneath his top as he slammed his fists into the punch bag repeatedly.
That is what I call Delicious. Knowing her thoughts were only going to continue down the road to drool-dom, which she certainly couldn't allow she walked over.
"Hey." Her voice was quiet, barley audible over the slamming of the punch bag. He looked at her over his shoulder before turning round to face her.
"Hey."
"Wanna spar?"
"Sure, why not." He said moving into the middle of the room with Kimiko. They began; punch, kick, duck, retreat. Punch, kick, duck, retreat. They had a habit of sparring when one of them was frustrated; it helped to take out your anger before a battle. Instead of bottling up until you got into a Shen Gong Wu fight and managed to loose a Wu because rage was clouding your mind. Even when you were just upset, it helped to take it out and then have someone there to comfort you. Her eyes landed on Raimundo's face as they fought and she found herself weak at the knees suddenly. Beads of swear trickled down his face while his hair fell into is eyes. Eyes that she suddenly realized were beautiful, a deep forest green. She abruptly found herself on her back, arms pinned to the floor. She looked up at Raimundo, who didn't comment on her lack of fighting skills instead he just sat there. His gaze scrutinizing. Kimiko sighed; there was something seriously wrong with her. She just couldn't concentrate, especially with him so close to her. But why was he affecting her this way?
"Again?" He asked getting up; she stared up at him from the floor.
"And get thrown to the floor yet again? No thanks." He chuckled, shaking his head slightly as she scrambled to her feet. The pair wandered over to the sides, where benches ran around the room. Dropping onto them, they sat there in silence.
"Raimundo, about earlier-"
"It's okay. I shouldn't have been so pushy." He said, flashing her a small smile. She fought the urge to dance round the room screaming happily and instead settled for a smile. They were fine, everything was fine. Except for all the weird feelings she was having and the fact that there was something troubling Raimundo.
"Hey Rai?"
"Hm?"
"What's been bothering you?" Raimundo leaned backwards, closing his eyes.
"It's just that . . . today's my little sister's birthday and well . . ."
"Oh ouch." Kimiko said, she was an only child so her leaving to train at the temple meant that her parents just called her all the time. Sure she missed them sometimes but she was saving the world, she didn't really think about them that much. Raimundo's parents hardly ever called, she was guessing they were busy with the circus and making sure that his little sister didn't miss him. They had been here for months, which meant that Raimundo hadn't seen or heard from his younger sibling for at least half a year. She searched her brain for something to make him feel better; he looked so forlorn that she couldn't bear to see him like this for another moment.
"I know! Why don't me and you go shopping tomorrow? We can buy your sister a really nice present and then we can take it to her."
"Do you even know where my circus is?" He asked dryly but she could hear a hint of excitement in his voice. He obviously missed his family more than he let on.
"I'll look it up on the web and we can get Dojo to fly us there. How about it?" He smiled at her, a proper smile not one of his usual smirks or his 'ha I'm better than you' smiles. A proper genuine smile. All for her and no one else. She found herself suddenly on cloud nine, especially when he gave her a quick hug. Which made the smile on her face larger, she guessed she looked like a complete idiot like this but she didn't care. Raimundo didn't do being nice to people. So while getting a hug from Clay or Omi was normal, getting one from Raimundo was something special.
"Shall we go to bed now? We'll have to get up early tomorrow if we're going shopping."
"Sure thing Kimi." He said, quickly grabbing his stuff and walking out the room with her. Perhaps today wasn't so bad after all.
To Be Continued . . .
It's sorta short and all but I'm trying my best. I'll see if I can make the next chapter longer. MM.