Title: Seeing is Too Much
Fandom: Xiaolin Showdown
Characters: Rai, Kim
Prompt: 041:Shapes
Word Count: 522
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A regular stroll turns into something that she didn't want.
Author's Note: Don't rant me, I know that everyone is gonna say 'You already did Shapes.' Well go back to Chapter 72 and read the author's note. Anyways, I had a lot of ideas for this one they didn't seem to fit Shapes and then I came up with this which suited the theme more. Rated to be safe. So, enjoy. :D
It had started innocently enough. Just a simple walk from the Shen Gong Wu vault and on her way to her living quarters. She had no idea what she had walked herself into along the way. Before she saw Raimundo training away with Master Fung. Perfecting various moves and learning his duties as leader. She thought nothing out of the ordinary until he took off his Shoku robe. Exposing his arms and sweat covered white muscle shirt. Her breath hitched at the sight and her cheeks heated up rather fast. As well as a feeling swelling up her chest. Panicking from this new sensation, she found a nearby tree and ran behind. Covering her face completely by her hands.
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, she repeated over and over in her head. Trying hard to banish the image that was now roaming in her mind's eye. The sight of him nearly half naked and the sweat plastering his shirt to his skin. Showing off the well toned abdomen that was hidden beneath. Her body rose to a few degrees at the thought and she had no choice to remove her hands from her face.
Kimiko couldn't believe what was going on inside her mind at that moment. She never had these thoughts before and had no idea why the sight of Raimundo made her feel this way. She has seen him a lot of times without his shirt on but that was usually when they got a day off and he was at his worst when it came to his mischievous pranks. But when she saw him that day looking as serious and determined as he did sent a chill running up her spine. Then her hands tightened as she wondered what it would feel like to pressed against him. Hands roaming around his broad shoulders eventually traveling down to the ripple of his abs.
Why is this happening to me? She asked herself, shutting her eyes tight as thoughts of Raimundo were now swimming in her mind.
"What's happening to you?" Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. Not even realizing she voiced her last thought out loud. She tentatively turned her head to see Raimundo. Sweat covering his face and torso and a towel draped around his shoulders to make matters worse. A tiny squeak escaped from the back of her throat at the sight of him as she took a step away from him. He can arch an eyebrow.
"U-uh, nothing. Absolutely nothing," she added with a nervous laugh that went along with her blush. He continued to stare at her and blinked. Then he caught on to her line of sight and couldn't help but smirk.
"Enjoying the show?" he asked as he flexed in front of her. She scowled as she was quickly reminded of his mischievous side that seemed to dominate at this point.
"Get real, Raimundo," she said with a huff as she started walking away. He continued to smirk as she left and couldn't help but think that things were going to be very interesting around here.