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Chapter 3: Shen-Gong-Wu At Hand?

The Present

"Um… Omi? What are you doing?"

"Oh! Raimundo, I did not see you there!" said the monk quickly spinning around.

"I've been looking for you all over the place!" I growled at Omi.

It was true. The little cheese ball had forced me to search for him high and low. He should have known what time it was. It was time for the four of us to start our daily chores. Omi was usually the earliest one to start, but he happened to be missing this morning.

I volunteered to find him (it gave me the chance to escape the ever growing dirty dishes). I found him half an hour later after my escape. Most of my hunt was done in the kitchen because it was highly possible that Omi could have gotten stuck in the fridge. His freakishly large head would most likely be found stuck between the plastic containers of fried pork leftovers and yesterday's curried chicken. The desserts I ate from the fridge were just a bonus of my search.

My guess was far from where he really was. The little guy was in our resting quarters. Who'da thought? He was always the first to be wide-eyed and ready. I assumed that I missed seeing Omi asleep when everyone else awoke. Maybe Omi had just woken up. I might not have been able to judge by what he was wearing. I mean you can't really tell by clothes when your everyday attire happens to look like pajamas.

I had found Omi looking at something while facing away from me. His posture looked straight meaning he was wide-awake. I could also see that he wore not his white pajamas, but the usual red and black robes. Man, was Omi trying to skip chores? No way. Only someone of my trained slyness would try that.

That's why I sounded a little annoyed when I addressed Omi with my question. What was he doing? It's almost the afternoon and he was still asleep? Then again if he just woke up… Why was he near the opposite wall from his quarter of the room? He was more close to Kimiko's quarter than his own.

"Why have you been seeking me?" asked Omi, butting into my thoughts.

"Hmm… I don't know," I sarcastically answered, "Maybe because of chores!"

"Oh! I am most sorry, Raimundo! I forgot!"

"How could you forget? We do chores everyday…" I trailed off until something caught my eye.

"Omi, what's that in your hand?"

"You mean this?" asked Omi while holding something vivid white, "I saw it at Kimiko's bedside. It looked most unusual. I thought it to be a Shen-Gong-Wu,"

"A Shen-Gong-Wu? Kimiko wouldn't have a Shen-Gong-Wu in here," I replied, "Bring it closer! I can't see it,"

Now, I got why Omi was near Kimiko's side of the sleeping quarters. He saw a Shen-Gong-Wu in her stuff. Was Kimiko secretly hiding Shen-Gong-Wu? If so, which one and why?

Omi brought the white object closer to the sunlight. Once the light was on it, I became quiet. My whole face felt like it was growing hot. I could tell exactly what it was and it was definitely no Shen-Gong-Wu.

"No, I don't think it's a Shen-Gong-Wu anymore," Omi thought out loud without noticing my silence, "More like some type of armor. Not like the Two Ton Tunic though.…"

"A… Omi. T-that's…" I stammered.

"OR!" continued Omi excitedly without interruption, "It may be some kind of device you put on your head! It is most like the shape of Jack Spicer's goggles."

With this statement, Omi tried to experiment with his theory by placing the contraption on his head. His discovery caused him to bounce around with excitement. He fastened the loops around his ears and tried to push the object onto the top of his large, yellow head.

"OH HELL!" I swore, "DUDE! THOSE AREN'T GOGGLES!"

"Then what is it?" quizzed Omi after stopping his giddy jumping.

"IT'S A BRA, YOU IDIOT!"

"A what?"

Oh crud. Alright. I should probably calm down. It's not his fault that he didn't know what it was. It wasn't his fault either that a parental guide like Master Fung forgot to tell Omi the things that the three of us already found out in like fifth grade. Well, maybe Clay found out that stuff by a cow or something. Anyway, I should be at least nice enough to explain to Omi what he was now holding-

Wait… Omi is… HOLDING IT!

"Omi! We'll play twenty questions later! Right now, you need to drop that!"

"Um," Omi answered to my sudden mood change, "I would gladly do what you ask, but I must admit that I am most stuck."

He showed me this by waving his arms frantically. They could hardly move because the straps tangled them. They had been knotted together when he had tried to get it on. More bad news was that he still had his ears looped by the bra.

"Omi!" I yelled in frustration, "Do you know what Kimiko will do to you if she sees what you've done?"

I didn't expect an answer so I just pulled on the straps to free Omi. It took me three tries to get it off. I staggered back to balance myself. Omi fell backwards and rolled onto the ground. He bounced back up though and gave a big grin.

"Thank you, Raimundo!" Omi said gratefully, "That was most uncomfortable!"

"No problem," was my proud reply.

I felt kinda' like how I felt I had when I finally became an apprentice.

"Next time, Omi, you should keep out of girl's stuff."

I was starting to sound like a boy scout. My heroic actions did sorta' give me a right to. I had just practically saved Omi's life. Anyone who knew Kimiko would know what horror I had just rescued him from. If Kimiko had found him with her bra in his hands she would have flippe-

"RAIMUNDO!"

Oh shit.

"YOU PERVERT!" screamed the black-haired Xiaolin warrior as she strutted towards me.

Ugh. What bad timing. I was so worked up in my saintly act that I had forgotten something. I had not returned the evidence to Kimiko's bedside. Yes, the cold hard evidence a.k.a. the bra was in my hands and Kimiko just walked in. Doomed. I'm now officially doomed.

"YOU DISGUST ME!" She roared, "HENTAI!"

She grabbed her undergarment from my grasp and was clenching her right hand in a fist.

"Wait! Wait, Kimiko! I can explain!" I said weakly to try stopping her.

"Explain what? That you were looking through my stuff to find this instead of looking for Omi?" she questioned while emphasizing the evidence by waving it in her hand.

"He did find me, Kimiko, and this was not Raimundo's doing. It was-" Omi tried to confess.

"Omi, you can tell me when I finish this." Kimiko said obviously not listening.

By this she meant me. How she was going to finish me I wasn't going to find out. I ran out of there faster then Clay could give an awful analogy. I ended up on the outside of the temple where I could run faster on the friction of the grass. Behind me came a clatter as Kimiko tried to follow suit.

I was too busy looking behind at her catching up to me that I didn't see what was in my path. I ended up on the cool grass because I bumped into –who else?- Clay.

"Why Raimundo, you were running faster than a six legged jackrabbit being chased by a ravenous coyote!" Clay expressed in his thick, western accent.

Man, I could have avoided that obvious and confusingstatement if Clay watched where he was going or if he didn't say it at all! Well, maybe that wasn't the anology he used, but it's meaning did slightly fit my situation that I was running for my life.

"It's more like a pack of blood thirsty yetis, Clay" I corrected him.

"What? Is it Kimiko? I got my chores done early with the Third-Arm Sash's help and then I heard 'lots of screaming. What just happened now?"

I couldn't explain to Clay about what Kimiko just mistaken me to have done because I was interrupted again. The devil herself was about to jump me and I needed to quickly gain ground. Still on the ground, I tried to stand up. Kimiko would have had me if Clay hadn't commanded his Shen-Gong-Wu to lift me out of her reach.

"Whoah there! Steady, Kimiko!" Clay said calmly controlling the Third-Arm Sash.

"Clay, if only you knew what he just did! You wouldn't be protecting him then!"

"I think you might be over reacting, Kimiko."

"Most definitely," included Omi, the real perpetrator that had finally arrived after much catching up.

"Thanks, Clay for the lift," I expressed gratefully, "You can put me down. I think I can take her on now."

"What? You think you can take me on?" said Kimiko even more enraged.

Eeeek. I quickly changed my mind of Clay letting go of me. I climbed onto the Third-Arm Sash and off onto his back to get farther away from the ground.

"Um. This is awkward," concluded Clay about the subject of me taking shelter behind his bulk.

"I think Raimundo did not mean what it may have sounded," Omi said to calm Kimiko.

"You think you're safe, Rai? Well, you're not." said Kimiko ignoring Omi.

She made a snatch at the Third-Arm Sash at Clay's waist. The weapon was now at her waist and was quickly called upon.

"Third-Arm Sash!"

I was raised from Clay's back and dropped onto the ground before her. She looked smug in her triumph. She didn't have me yet. I saved the best for last. My element of the wind was powerful enough to give my flight. If I surprised her then I could get away in time so she couldn't reach me even with the help of the Third-Arm Sash.

"Adeus, Kimiko! I'm outa' here."

"Where do you think you're going?" Kimiko mocked.

I stood up ready to make my escape. The Third-Arm Sash was stretching itself in the air. She wasn't going to make this easy. The sash was making a grab for me, but something else made a grab for it. Someone or something had collided with the now seven foot long sash in midair.

That something kept going in its original direction while lagging the Shen-Gong-Wu with it. Kimiko fell to the ground, as she was drag from the waist to follow the sash.

"Oof! What's going on?"

Kimiko tried to stand up, but tripped by the force of the sash. To try to help her I made a fast grab for her feet. This slowed her down, but I began to be dragged as well. We needed something like Clay's big Texas size to stop us. The dragging soon stopped though without his help.

"Could ya' both get off? You're not exactly light for me to carry!" said an agitated voice.

What! Who said that? I looked up towards the sound and saw the person who was behind the pulling of the sash. It just happened to be the young red-haired villain I least wanted to see.

Author's note: I'm sooooooooo sorry for the belated update. I have no excuse . I hope that the long chapter will make up for it. Also excuse me if this was a little crude. It's a lot different from the last two chapters. It is though in the present day Xiaolin temple so it should be less serious. If I was crude then I hope the T rating can take care of anything I went too far with. Are you wondering where future Kimiko is? Just wait. She'll come sooner or later.