Title: Fleeting Green
Fandom: Xiaolin Showdown
Characters: Rai, Kim
Prompt: 014:Green
Word Count: 409
Rating: G
Summary: He blames himself for all that has happened.
Author's Note: I surprise myself sometimes...

"I have to go," he said before her. Tears came out of her eyes. Watching him stand before her with sadness tracing his eyes but tried to look strong. She covered her to keep herself from gasping.

"Why?" she asked as a hiccup escaped. She couldn't understand, why this sudden fleet? Why leave? Why abandon? Why?

"I need time," was all he said. Another tear escaped. Sliding down her porcelain skin. He moved his hand to take it away. Seeing her heart shatter before his eyes made his chest ache. A numbing pain that won't cease.

"Why?" she asked again. Still not comprehending.

"Because, it's my fault. Everything is. I just need time to be by myself." She still didn't understand. Why couldn't he deal with this with her? Why run away?

He turned around and was ready to summon his element. Until she ran up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist tight.

"Don't go," she gasped. She needed him. She couldn't live to be without him.

He turned back to her as his broke even more to see her in this state. He put his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed away to meet her eyes.

"I have to, Kim." She took his hands and held them in hers.

"Please. Stay. It's not your fault. What happened was bound to happen sooner or later," she managed more. She gave his hands a firm squeeze. His eyes drifted to the ground.

"No. If I have seen it sooner, Omi and Clay-"

"No! Omi and Clay knew what the stakes were! They knew if it came down to it, they would sacrifice themselves." He still didn't meet her eyes. Still feeling the responsibility hanging over his head. Being leader was not meant to have to this demon loom over him.

"I'm sorry." He turned around again but he felt her yank his arm to her as she grabbed his face and gave him a kiss. Desperate as it was, it felt nice. But he knew she only did this to convince him to stay. He wasn't a fool like that. When she let go, she stared at him with very same desperation as in the kiss.

"I'm sorry," he said again as he slipped out of her grasped and before he lifted off, he stared back at with the same forest green eyes that she had known for so long as they disappeared into the skies.