I. Have. Returned. Once. Again. Okay, so it's been a little while. I would have updated a bit sooner but i'm working on...(thinks) a few other fan fictions... (and of course this one.)

(gets chased by SaphireStars' tigers) Agh! I'm updating I'm updating already! OSCAR! HELP!

Oscar: (bored) they'll probably go away when you finish updating

Okay, I thank all reviewers because they are too nice!

dArkliTe-sPirit - Me: (holding up Mind Reader Conch to ear...) hmmm...oh...yes... (sees everyone staring at her) (hides Conch up her sleave) (sweat drops) lol.
and i knew i was listening to Green Day too much! lol. And i really should've added 'be careful what you wish for' SOMEWHERE. (grumbles) oh well, i should have thought of that when i wrote it.

Oscar: S--

Me: can you please use my pen name?

Oscar: FINE. Kaisa does not own Xiaolin Showdown. At all. And probably never will.

Me: ... can't I dream?

Oscar: I suppose... But I am just stating the obvious.

Me: Never mind that. The readers want to read.

Kimiko found herself pounding on Raimundo's door again the next morning.

"Rai! Wake up, you have chores to do! I have the Orb of Tornami, and I'm not afraid to use it!" she called.

No response. This is going to be fun…, Kimiko thought evilly.

"You asked for it!" she said before she opened the door and prepared to throw water all over Raimundo's still sleeping form.

But she froze in midair when she noticed that the bed was empty. That the room was unnaturally clean. That Raimundo left his medallion resting on a slip of paper.

Did Raimundo already get up? Unlikely. But if he wasn't in his room, then where was he?

Kimiko went over to Raimundo's bed and looked at the medallion and the paper. Rai wouldn't just leave his medallion here, she thought. He wears it all the time.

She then picked up the piece of paper from under the medallion and unfolded it. Inside, there was a note — a note from Raimundo.

She read it, and then re-read it, not believing what she was reading. Rai's gone back to Brazil! Oh, I knew I shouldn't have yelled at him the other day… Wasn't I listening to Master Fung? He said that Raimundo was somewhat vulnerable when he's in the middle of this power-gaining thing…

I can't believe he did this. I can't believe he gave me his medallion. I can't believe that he thought I'd throw it in the trash… or trade it for a Shen Gong Wu.

Kimiko finally came to her senses and rushed out of Raimundo's room, letter and medallion in hand. She swept past Omi and Clay, leaving them to first stare after her in wonder, and then follow her to where Master Fung was.

By the time that Omi and Clay got to where Kimiko and Master Fung were standing, Master Fung had already read the note.

"Raimundo has left the temple," he informed the two newcomers.

"Has he joined the Heylin side again?" Omi asked. He didn't wait for an answer. "I always knew he was evil!"

Master Fung shook his head. "No, Omi, he did not go back to the Heylin side. He went back to Brazil…" He didn't bother exclaim why. "We must travel there immediately and bring Raimundo back."

"I reckon that Raimundo doesn't want to come back," Clay pointed out.

"We will bring him back anyway!" Omi said, a little embarrassed because he had thought straightaway that Raimundo went bad again.

"Wait… Master Fung, are you traveling with us?" Kimiko asked.

"Yes," Master Fung answered. "You will need me to find Raimundo… And with his new, uncontrolled power still developing, you may need my help."

Raimundo landed in front of the old orphanage. Since he definitely didn't want to sleep out on the streets, where gangsters would probably eat him alive, he decided that this would be the best place.

He was even happier when he saw that the place had been closed down. The orphanage was still in perfect condition — or as perfect as it could get in this town. But every door and window was locked tight, and Raimundo saw that many people had tried to get in, trying to find somewhere safe to sleep.

But those people didn't have the Golden Tiger Claws.

He looked left and right, and then used the Golden Tiger Claws to drop him into his old room.

Dust coated everything in the small room, but that didn't bother Raimundo at the moment. All he was thinking about was how he was going to get used to this place again.

He stashed away the Golden Tiger Claws in his backpack, and then threw the bag into a corner.

His eyes were resting on his old cot. The ratty thing was looking pretty comfortable to Raimundo's tired eyes. He walked over and plopped himself onto it. But before he could even touch the cot, he froze in mid-motion, seeing that the old thing was really, really dirty. Usually Raimundo wouldn't mind that much, but he didn't bring that much clothing and he didn't have a washing machine.

So he beat the cot until it was as clean as it was going to get.

Satisfied, Raimundo got on it gently, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Master Fung, Kimiko, Clay and Omi rode atop Dojo, en route to Brazil.

"It'll be a while," Dojo called back to them as he left the Xiaolin Temple premises.

"Raimundo took the Golden Tiger Claws, as well," Master Fung said. "That is how he got to Brazil so quickly."

"But where in Brazil is he?" Kimiko asked.

"I do not know, but we will start by going to the town where Raimundo and his parents used to live in when he was very young. If we do not find him there, we will continue to search in the town where Raimundo was sent to when his parents died," Master Fung answered.

"But what if we do not find him in either of these places?" Omi questioned as he looked down at the scenery below.

"In Raimundo's letter, he mentioned that he was going back to his hometown, and my guess is that was one of those two towns."

"May I see the letter, Master Fung, sir?" Clay asked, holding his hand out. He and Omi were the only ones who hadn't read the letter.

"Yes!" Omi said. "I would like to read it as well. I was beginning to feel out of the circle!"

"Out of the loop," Kimiko corrected as Master Fung handed Omi and Clay the note.

Omi read it first. "Oh, this is most disturbing…"

"What?" Clay asked curiously, trying to peek at the letter over Omi's shoulder.

Omi handed it to Clay. "Raimundo's penmanship needs much practice…"

Clay groaned and read the note over quickly. "Hey, Kim, I didn't know you wished that Raimundo would leave."

"I didn't!" Kimiko protested. Stupid boys, they never understand anything…

"Well you musta done something that made Raimundo think that," Clay pointed out calmly. "I don't think he'd run off for no reason."

"And who is this Armando that Raimundo mentions?" Omi inquired, but when he received no response, he took it as a "We-have-no-idea".

"Well! If it isn't Raimundo, in the flesh… Where've you been for the last year?" a boy named Kye asked the next day as he flexed his muscles menacingly. "Armando sure has missed beating you up… It's too bad he moved about three months after you disappeared. Now I'm in charge."

"Congratulations," Raimundo said sarcastically, watching the very muscular seventeen-year-old boy closely.

Kye smirked. "And since you vanished for a year, I figure that we have a lot of catching up to do." He punched one fist into the other hand.

"As much as I'd love a trip down memory lane, I think I have some…stuff to do. So see yah!" And Raimundo tried to make it out of the alleyway. But before he could get out of the mouth, two more thugs blocked his way and grabbed him by his shoulders.

The two new thugs pinned him against the wall, as Raimundo fought against them. His effort was in vain, and he watched as Kye loomed over him, looking like a tiger about to strike.

Welcome back to your hometown, Rai, he thought to himself as he braced himself against Kye's first punch.

"We looked everywhere, Master Fung. He's not here. Maybe we should go on to the next town," Kimiko suggested. After the long flight yesterday, Dojo had set down, and the five had went to a hotel for the night.

"We have only been looking for a few hours, young one. You must not be so impatient," Master Fung replied.

"This is a very pretty town!" Omi exclaimed. "Raimundo must have liked living here!"

"If I recall correctly, Raimundo didn't live here for a very long time," Master Fung stated. "I am pretty sure that he only lived here until he was four years old, and then he got moved to the orphanage."

Omi thought for a second. "He's been in the orphanage for…about ten years!" He couldn't imagine someone staying in an orphanage for that long. "How long are we going to search here?"

"Until we either find Raimundo, or until we know that he is not here," Master Fung replied.

"Umm, not to mean any disrespect, Master Fung, but why exactly do we need to find Raimundo?" Omi asked, trying not to sound mean.

Master Fung turned his eyes to gaze upon Omi. "Raimundo is a part of your team, Omi. He is a Chosen One, and he was chosen for a reason. You will need him to defeat evil, because we need all four of the Chosen Ones."

"But why not choose another Dragon of the Wind, like Raimundo suggested?"

"It does not work that way, young one. Raimundo cannot be so easily replaced…" Master Fung let this sink in before saying, "Come, we will ask some civilians if they have seen Raimundo…"

that was the dumbest chapter-ending i've had so far.

Oscar: You know the drill. Review if you want more. Don't review if you don't. Flamers are mean and are out to hurt people. (but that's our opinion)... And Kaisa would still like to thank people. (whispers)Sheesh, can she make it any more boring!

Me: I wanna thank my two friends...even though they never read what i write (and probably won't everread this), but i just want to thank them anyway (hugs for one, and really stretched out hugs for my friend that now lives...a long way away from me)

And i wanna thank...my oldest sister over in Germany, because she's the only one who really cares how many reviews I get (even though she is too busy with classes to read this anyway)

And i wanna thank LiveJournal! (Oscar: What? Why? They have no reason to be thanked. Me: Oops, sorry, it just came out because i'm writing in my LJ right now...)

See you all soon.

-Kaisa

(Oscar: And ME. OSCAR!)