First of all, thanks so much to you people who reviewed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown, even though I completely wish I did.

In the first chapter I added too little Kim/Rai stuff, so there's gonna be lots in this chapter. It's a little shorter, though. The chapter, I mean…

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Chase Young stood at the top of the mountain on which he had been peeking at the Xiaolin monks. He had been very angry with then since his plan to turn Omi to the Heylin Side had failed, but he also knew not to be too disturbed by this fact. After all, there were many other weaknesses that he could detect… and now he knew he had just found one of them. Love. Because they cared for one another, it would cause them all to head straight to their downfalls. Instead of destroying the group one by one, Chase Young knew that he could now crush all of them together with his strength, and they would be helpless to stop it. He gave a cold laugh and walked to Jack Spicer, who had become one of his apprentices, although lame and pathetic.

"Come here," Chase commanded, waving his finger at Jack. "I have much work for you."

"Oh. My. God. Chase Young has work for me! This is a day to remember… Mom would be so proud of her evil boy genius son, already on his way to conquering the world… Love it!" Jack shouted, prancing around in an annoyingly cheerful manner for someone who had just failed a mission.

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By the time they made it back to the Xiaolin temple, night had fallen. They had traveled a long distance, after all. Dojo allowed the monks to get off of his back, and they walked to their sleeping spaces.

"Ugh… I'm more tired' than a brokin'-legged deer walkin' a mile," Clay said sleepily. He was, like the rest of them, tired, and a little bit grumpy.

"Why are you tired, Clay? I'm the one who did the Showdown and kicked Jack's sorry little butt," Kimiko said. "Besides, if you're so tired, why don't you drop the accent? It's getting kind of old, you know, Clay."

"Kimiko, Clay, lay off," Raimundo said, too tired to care much. "You guys should get to sleep if you're so tired, and stop wasting energy on yelling."

"Yes, this is a most intelligent idea," Omi said brightly.

The four monks rammed into their sleeping bags and closed their eyes. They were exhausted from the traveling and the fight before. Even if Kimiko was the one who did the showdown, the others had helped in a way.

Raimundo had a strange dream that night. In it, there was a strange, dark mist covering the temple. He was wandering, trying to see what was happening. Clay and Omi were standing with him, shouting about the darkness… Then suddenly he realized something: Clay and Omi were with him. But…where was Kimiko? He heard screaming. "Help me, Raimundo! Help!" Raimundo ran as fast as he could towards the direction that he had heard the desperate screams. Then he saw Kimiko's body, sinking into the mysterious black mist. What was happening? Was Kimiko hurt? Would she…die? He ran towards her, shouting that he would help her, and he reached her arm just she was just about to sink in… but she slipped from his grasp. "NO! KIMIKO!"

Suddenly Raimundo woke in a cold sweat, and suddenly recognized his surroundings. The light was turned on, although judging from the view of the window, it was still nighttime. Then he looked up, and saw his three friends staring at him with weird expressions on their faces. Had he shouted out loud in his sleep? Oh, God, he thought, did Kimiko hear me shout her name? He was suddenly embarrassed as he looked directly at Kimiko's shoes. He couldn't bear to look any of them in the eye; he didn't want to know what he would see.

"You wer' shoutin' all over the place, mate," Clay said, with a worried expression on his face.

"Yes, Raimundo, what Clay said was true," Omi said. He seemed to be very serious.

"Rai… are you okay? Why were you shouting my name?" Kimiko bent down and hugged him. When she did, she felt a tingling sensation down her spine… it felt warm and made her feel happy. She began to smile. "Rai, we're all right here with you. Always."

"Kim…" Raimundo started. He felt strangely comforted as she put her arm around him. And he was happy that Kimiko was still here, smiling and alive and like she always was. It was an immense relief.

"I had this weird dream that y-you sank into this weird black mist. It really frightened me," he spilled out, a little shakily. He wasn't sure if he meant it to come out like this and he probably sounded like a wimp, but he had a strange desire for Kimiko to speak to him some more. He knew he was acting different from the normal, cool image Raimundo and it probably worried her.

"I'm always with you, Rai. Don't ever doubt that I'm your friend…" Kimiko said, her ocean-colored eyes filled with understanding. She seemed so kind that at that moment, Raimundo felt like he was going to cry right on spot.

"Th-thanks, Kim." Raimundo had to pull himself together and start being himself.

"All righ', le's go back ta sleep now. It's pretty darn late," Clay said, and yawned.

"He is correct. We need to rest now and wake early," Omi said. Then he put a smile on his face and everyone braced themselves for his eternally incorrect slang or sayings. "The early chicken will catch the bug."

"Dude, it's 'the early bird catches the worm', Omi," Raimundo said, even though he didn't much feel like contradicting Omi's numerous speaking problems.

"Now at least I know you're back to being the old Rai," Kimiko said. "Well, I'll see you guys in the morning."

Don't go, Raimundo wanted to say, but he would sound really stupid and maybe even childish, like he was still scared of the nightmare. It was just a nightmare, right? There was no possible way it could be real…Kimiko was right here.

Omi flipped up to the ceiling, pointed his finger downwards from the ceiling, and zoomed at the light switch, pushing it down with great strength.

"Wow, Omi, you really should…just… oh, whatever." Raimundo was going to say that Omi was being too… he wasn't sure what. It was just…why did Omi have to come up with complicated moves for every little thing? Then, he realized, Omi was just being Omi. He had spent his whole life as a monk, and that was what he was trained to do. Probably, that was the explanation for why Omi annoyed him a lot. He was just not used to the way Omi lived.

Raimundo wrapped himself in his blankets, and fell asleep on the soft pillow. This time, he did not have horrible nightmares. It was a peaceful and blank sleep.

Kimiko, however, was wide-awake in her bed. She couldn't sleep. Her mind kept on thinking, remembering, over and over, what had happened before. She had been fast asleep, and then she just heard Raimundo, sounding so frightened… calling her name. It was suddenly almost instinctual to run over to Raimundo. And the strange tingling sensation she had when she hugged him… what did it mean? Was there something more than just friendship between them?

No, she thought, I'm not ready for that yet. But still…

She would probably be restless forever unless she finally admitted it to herself. She clutched the blanket, and finally, she knew it was true. I love Raimundo.

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