Kimiko's thin pink lips outstretched in a yawn. With her gleaming eyes still closed she threw her hands over her head and extended them until she cracked. She shut her mouth and let it fade into a smile as she rubbed her eyes and opened them slowly to peer around the room. All her possessions sitting carelessly around, a pile of clothes in the corner, some girl stuff in the other corner, and all in all an area that just screamed her name. That made her smile even more, she was herself, and she was herself all by HERSELF she needed no one to tell her how to act, who to love, how to be.

"Talk about girl power," she mumbled under her breath yanking off her pajamas and pulling on the classic crimson robes.

Omi was already up, he was bouncing around energetically well Clay sat munching on a bowl of cereal. And some toast, with a side of scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs that had ham and cheese mixed in with them, and to gulp it all down a big glass of juice. She grabbed a piece of toast form his plate and crumpled it into a ball and then shoved it into her mouth.

"Good mornin' to you too!" Clay chirped with a smile, despite she stole his food he was glad she was in a better mood.

"Goo 'orning! She said between bites of eat.

Everyone fell silent after that, maybe they were thinking the same thing but no one wanted to talk about it so they kept it hidden in the depths of their minds.

"So," Omi said with a cough.

"So," Clay said, "Should we get back to trainin today?"

Kimiko blinked, traning? With just the three of them? NO!

"No," she said shaking her head.

"Ah," Clay said, "We could.. then.."

Kimiko shook her head and interrupted his words, "I'm never ah training again,"

Omi and Clay cocked their heads.

"Whatever do you mean?" Omi asked taking a step forward.

"Were to old for this guys, I'm almost 18, I can almost be out on my own, I think I'm going to go home, you know back to my father back to the world that I belong in,"

"Your leavin us?" Clay asked stunned by her sudden comment.

Kimiko shrugged, "All good things come to an end Clay and I've decided that's it's time that I split from this, you two should too, besides how many are out there, and why were they so important in the first place."

They both gasped.

"Did you just question shen gong wu!" Omi cried.

"People in the real world don't yell it out and then have a freaking showdown, let Spicer have them if he really wants them!" she said rolling her eyes.

Clay stood up, "Maybe she's right Omi, it's time we go home,"

Omi's bottom lip trembled. Home?

Clay hung his head, "You always said you liked Texas didn't ya?"

Omi nodded quickly.

"Well," Clay said, his hands flattened on the table, his appetite deteriorated, "Will all go off, me and Omi will live as ranchers and Kimiko can go back to what she knows!"

She smiled, "Thanks for being so understanding!"

"No need to hold on to nothing," Clay said, his dry eyes now having a glassy surface over them.

Kimiko hugged him quickly and ran off to her area. She threw all the clothes on the floor into a bag and shoved everything in there dodging Ninja Fred every chance she could. Finally there was nothing else to grab though and all she could do was stare at the doll. She stroked its fur lightly but her smile quickly turned to a frown as she whipped it away from her and set her bag on the ground. Something square and white was sitting where Ninja Fred had been tough, it was covered in black mistakes and with a scribbled signature at the bottom. Her heart stopped dead in her chest. She reached her ivory hand out and clutched it, slowly unfolding it. About ten folds later she came to the note, a short little thing in sloppy handwriting and a few places that had smeared ink.

Kimiko –

I hope your not to angry with me, I know you have a flaming temper but I never meant for you to find out, I never meant for anyone to find out actually. Remember a few years ago when we had something for each? Well I think its best we forget all about it, and leave it at the temple, just like where I've left you. As well as forgetting that, I think you should forget me, because I'm going to forget about you. We both know it's for the better… Well I guess this is farewell, toodles, later… goodbye.

Raimundo

"Forget me!" she said stomping her foot.

With both her fingers on the paper she tore it and let flames erupt in her hands well burning the stained piece of paper into a crisp ball of black. She let it fall from her hands to the ground and forming into a small pile.

"I'll forget about you alright!" she screamed in midair.

Clay and Omi heard but they kept their mouths shut, no need to get involved in this at the moment.

"Forget," she mumbled once more and picked up her belongings but leaving Ninja Fred on the floor.

"You gotta girlfriend?" Keiko asked letting her black hair drape over her right shoulder.

"Nope," Raimundo said smirking and staring at her out of the corner of her eye.

He was playing his cards right, flirting and being just the right amount of a tease, and he soaked up all the praise he got from Keiko for it.

"Oh," she said her cheeks dancing with pink.

"Yeah," his voice calm, very collected, and very smooth.

He glanced over as she fiddled around on her phone and blinked her long dark eyelashes. Déjà vu'. He shut his eyes and rubbed at them, luckily he had erased all past memories from his mind and had a great knack of keeping them all forgotten.

"Are you alright?" Keiko asked, her voice worried and restless.

"I'm alright," he said sliding her phone from her hands and entering his number into it.

She blushed again, "Thanks," she extended her hand and put her palm towards the ceiling.

He slid his phone onto her hand and she did the same.

"No phones on the plane!" an old lady next to them hissed.

Both the two chuckled to themselves and turned the power on them off and slid them back into their bag or their pocket.

"Sorry," Rai said.

"Stupid young people," the women mumbled under her hard candy smelling breath.

The two laughed some more at her comment.

"We may be stupid young people but at least I still have all my hair," Rai said a bit to loud.

So maybe they had gotten lectured by old women, flight attendants, and crabby businessmen but that was the best plane ride Raimundo had ever and as soon as he felt Keiko's head on his shoulder and her mouth cracked open, he knew that it could only get better.

Kimiko's plane ride on the opposite hand was just awful. She wanted to break down, her whole body was drained from all the energy and she was feeling homesick even though she was on her way home. Clay and Omi were still back at the temple, probably debating what to do from here. It had all ended so quickly, to quickly because no she wanted to just go back and live out the rest of her life as a Xiaolin monk, what was to happen to all the shen gong wu? Master Fung? All the things that they had used, and once Master Fung died would the temple just rot in the place it stood? She just didn't know and the person sitting next to her must have sensed it for he kept glancing over at her.

"All good things must come to an end!" the guy said rather chipper.

"Right," she mumbled, "That's what I said until I realized it was bullshit,"

He looked offended.

"Sorry," she mumbled and stood up to go the bathroom despite the sign to keep her seatbelt was on.

Jack will still be evil. Chase will still be ancient, Clay will always be Texan, Omi will always be yellow, Rai will always be an ass, and I'll forever be fire.

She leaned over in the sink and brushed a piece of hair from her face. Forever was a long time and now she was thinking it was a little to long. Her mind traveled until the two words clicked in her brain like a pen clicks to shed it's ink.

MOVE. ON!

"That's it!" she said happily, "I've moved on, I'm over him, he's over me, I'm over the past, I'm on with the future, just me.. and.. ah…, myself and I!" she mumbled, unconfident of her own words.

"Move on," Omi said as he stared at the rolling land of Clay's home.

"Movin on up!" Clay said embracing his sister in a hug.

"That's right," his sister, just as blonde and bulky as he was answered, "You'll just love it here Omi!"

"Right," the yellow headed boy said, his eyes stinging from the dust being swept up by the wind, "I'm tired,"

"Lemme show you to your room!" the girl replied reaching out her hand, "Name's Jessie by the way!"

Omi smiled up at her and followed her into the house.

"You okay lil guy?" she asked staring down at him and noticing his hands shaking.

"I'm fine," he replied staring down at her shoes.

"Alright but I'll be here if you need a friend!"

He smiled at how nice she was, despite everything failing for him so far it seemed pretty positive to him at that moment. She shot him a smile back as she opened the door to a room empty besides a bed, a big bed with an insanely bouncy mattress, a dresser and a few end tables. It was bigger then any room he'd soon, and now it was all his!

"I'm right across the hall," she said with a wink and a smirk and then entered the door across from the one he was standing at.

He pulled the backpack off of his back and unloaded all his belongings, which ended up not being as many as he thought. The day was still young and despite he was tired he walked over to see outside anyways. Pure land all tan colored and animals all around the area, it wasn't home to him but he sure hoped someday it would be. Everyone was nice here despite they were all ten times bigger then him. It didn't once cross his mind that he was gone, he was on his own, officially his life at the temple had ended and all his friends had left besides Clay, he'd probably never see Master Fung or Chase, Wuya, and Jack ever again.

Master Fung sat in the grass staring up at the temple, his home, it always had been and deep down it always would me. His eyes were stinging with hot fresh tears, all the people he cared about had left; they all left without saying goodbye to him first. He stood up and let his hands fall from their together position. Taking a step forward he ran his fingers along the edge of the building and entered the inside. The whole place was empty, all the things inside of it were put into boxes and set outside to go along with Master Fung wherever he was going. He stared around staring at the bare walls and the bare counters and then into the rooms holding only thin mattresses. With a sight he backed out and locked the door throwing a board over it and leaving the temple to rot. He made sure the vault with the shen gong wu was unlocked, for once he was going to let everyone have what they wanted and if Chase, Jack, and Wuya wanted the wu the wu they could have. Walking off he grabbed all his belongings and locked the front door to the temple but forgetting to pick up Ninja Fred. It sat next to the door on the inside of the temple and for all everyone knew it was there to stay.

A/N: THE END! I hated that chapter, what a crappy way to end a story, but a sequel will be arranged because that would be a pretty nasty place to leave everyone. Anyways it's time for the thank you's. To everyone that managed to get through the whole story thank you, I appreciate that you took the time to read my story as well as thank you to those that reviewed (or are going to review this chapter), they made me very happy!