Another Weakness

Summary: Chase and Kimiko argue over their problematic relationship. xx

(A/N) This is inspired by the amazing Layalinamit's beautiful comic 'Weakness' on DeviantArt xx To be honest all her work inspires me, and I have soooo many ideas but I just don't have enough time to write all of them down lol XD xx 3 Her comic Weakness really got the chamiko shipper feels flowing - as does all her work - and it made me think a lot about the interesting hardships and issues Chase and Kimiko would have in their relationship. I really wanted to explore these more so I wrote this little one-shot so that I could :) xx

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown or any of the characters. Sighs... xx

Hidden behind a canopy of veils encircling a grand circular bed, draped in smooth velvet and silk emerald sheets, snuggled into a nest of feather pillows, Kimiko lay on the teetering edge of slumber and waking. Spurred on by a cold draft her arm reached out instinctively to draw close any source of warmth in the bed. A frown contorted her peaceful slumbering features as all she found was an empty, cold space where she her lover should have been. With a sleepy groan, her eyes still heavy with sand, Kimiko pushed herself up, one hand loosely keeping a blanket pulled up to her neck, hiding her naked body from the ice cold breeze. She looked around the large bed, searching for any sign of her partner.

"Chase?" She mumbled, rubbing her eyes tiredly as she fought back a yawn.

At the other end of the room she blearily could make out her lover. He was lurking in the shadows by the balcony, partially basked in the silver moons rays, the jade colored curtains flowing around him. He was wearing his black, silk house coat, opened to reveal his muscular chest. His long, raven black hair that Kimiko found her fingers itching to run through and entangle themselves in, fell to his waist, slightly mussed from sleep. He looked deep in thought, his golden pools with their reptilian like iris slit that she could lose herself in for hours, staring out into the dark, twilight night.

In his hand, every now and again being raised to his lips, was an all too familiar marble goblet that brought a scornful glare from The Dragon Of Fire whenever she saw it. It was Chase's favorite cup to drink his Lao Man Long Soup, something Kimiko could never bring herself to fully accept. Whenever he drunk the vile, sacrilegious concoction she had to make polite excuses and leave the room. If she didn't then she knew she would be unable to hold back her opinion on the disgusting soup, as well as the tsunami of emotions that came with them.

She knew all that would do was lead to unwanted arguments. Things would be said that couldn't be taken back, and pain and heartbreak was sure to follow - but then again… maybe pain and heartbreak was always meant to be a part of their relationship. After All, how could a star-crossed love like theirs bring anything but that? No matter how much they ignored it eventually it would be inevitable.

Kimiko knew such times were drawing nearer. After a year of the beginning their forbidden romance, Chase had began hinting for her to consider joining him in immortality. He did it subtly, never directly posing the question. Sometimes he'd kiss her, murmuring against her lips how he never wanted to part from her, how he couldn't imagine living a day without seeing her smiling face. Other times he'd drop the hint casually into conversation through mocking how wispish mortal lives were, or gloating about the advantages of immortality and the endless possibilities it brought.

She was no fool. She knew the suggestion that was hidden behind the hints. He wanted her to drink the soup, to follow in his footsteps and join him in everlasting life.

It was never going to happen.

As much as she loved him and would love nothing more than spend eternity with him she refused to turn to the dark side. She would not abandon her principles and morals, forcing herself to live a life that went against everything she stood for and believed in. To do so would be living a lie. A lie that would slowly destroy herself.

Strangely, Chase never heard her as she slipped out of bed, wrapping a thin, red robe made of silk around her, tying it with a golden fastener. She pushed her waves of black hair behind her ear as she tiptoed cautiously over to him, her blue orbs focused curiously on her dreaming lover. She wondered what could rapture his thoughts so much that he would let her sneak up on him like this. She had made no effort to hide the noise of her movements, yet he had shown not a flicker of a sign that he knew she was awake and slowly approaching him.

"Beautiful night," Kimiko whispered as she took her place beside him, wrapping her arms around herself in an attempt to preserve her warmth being stolen by the cold air.

Chase turned his head at the sound of her voice, a startled expression on his face. It wasn't the first time she had seen that surprised look, it was something she was quickly becoming a professional at enticing from him.

"Didn't you hear me?"

"No. I suppose I was too lost in thought," Chase said, finishing with a low chuckle.

Kimiko furrowed her brow, moving closer to him as she reached out for his hand, entwining their fingers. She leaned against him, her head resting on his shoulder. She smiled when she felt Chase's head rest against her own, his fingers tightening his grasp on her hand.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Much to her annoyance several moments went by and Chase neglected to answer. She let out a long sigh. He was clamping up on her again, holding something back from her that for whatever reason he thought she either couldn't handle or would burden her. She hated when he did this. They were suppose to be partners, a team, a unit. They were meant to shoulder each others problems, worries, fears and burdens, helping the other through whatever was weighting them down.

"Chase how can I help if you don't tell me what wrong?" Kimiko muttered with a huff of exasperation. "What happened to not keeping secrets from one another? You promised you were going to try and be more open with me."

"What makes you think something is troubling me, Precious One?" Chase asked, his voice distant as though his head was still deep in thought - which it probably was. Normally whenever they spoke or interacted he gave her his undivided attention, yet right now his eyes and attention remained on the dark skies.

"Womens intuition," Kimiko quipped, though she knew Chase knew that wasn't how she knew.

She gave her lover a look that he was all too familiar with. It was a look that said 'I know you tell well.' And she did. They had been together in secret for over three years now, there fourth year anniversary being three months away. Of course she could tell whenever something was bothering him, no matter how well he thought he could hide it. To her he was an open book - as much as she knew he hated to admit it, as he wasn't fond of the idea that someone could read him so easily and with perfect accuracy. He saw it as a weakness.

Kimiko on the other hand saw it as a strength. Having someone who knew you well enough to know when something was bothering you was a good thing. It meant they could look out for you, offer you help when you were to proud to ask for it.

Chase sighed, reaching for her arm furthest from him and pulling it, which gently guiding Kimiko into turning towards him. Tenderly, he rested his hand against her cheek, his other hand still on her arm, his thumb stroking her.

"Tomorrow is The Heylin Eclipse."

Oh...

"Is that why your drinking your soup so late?" Kimiko asked, gesturing to the glistening goblet resting on the glass table. She tried her best to keep her features passive, hiding her disdain for the brew as best she could. Thankfully, Chase was too preoccupied with his troubling thoughts to notice.

"It is," Chase replied gravely. "Tomorrow with the rising of the moon my powers will be reduced. My fallen warriors will fall into a deep slumber. And I will be at risk from an attack from my enemies. I highly doubt they would pass by such an opportunity to finally rid themselves of me."

Chase let out a frustrated growl, moving away from his partner as he made his way further out into the balcony. The wind swept the edges of his robe and greenish black hair behind him, the occasional speckle of water from the raging waterfall tumbling down the edge of the mountains jagged, vertical walls, beside the balcony being sprinkled onto him. He crossed his arms, cursing under his breath.

"When I drank the soup I was promised that I would become unstoppable. I'd be the most powerful Heylin warrior that ever lived. And yet here I am, about to be reduced to a mere shadow of my full potential."

Kimiko stayed within the boundaries of the lair, not sure whether or not to venture outside. She could hear the anger and frustration lacing his voice, and knew that he was struggling to keep his composure. If he allowed his anger and pent up emotions to get the better of him he'd transform into his dragon form, as he always did when he got too angry to control himself.

She had seen his other form many a time, more often than not when they were on opposing sides of the battlefield. It wasn't a form she was comfortable with, and she highly doubted she ever would be. Truthfully, it scared her seeing him like that. It served as a fantasy shattering reminder of what Chase was. It reminded her that he wasn't human; that they could never have a normal life like everyone else did, that their love would always be rife with difficulties, and that Chase wasn't good... he was evil. He manipulated, deceived, back stabbed, and hurt others on a daily basis without so much a flicker of regret or guilt. He didn't care about others so long as he got what he wanted - Kimiko was the only exception to this.

"No one can be all powerful, Chase," Kimiko whispered. "Everyone has a weakness."

There had to be balance in the universe. No one could be so strong that they were invincible. If there was such a force then it would tip the scales unfairly in favor of one side, either good or evil.

"This weakness," Chase snarled, a growl at the back of his throat, "would not be an issue if those blasted idiots Hannibal and Wuya hadn't somehow discovered it!"

Kimiko swallowed, taking an unconscious step back.

What Chase didn't know was that the only reason anyone knew about the seemingly invincible, Heylin warrior's weakness, was because of her. When she had been sixteen she'd craftily came up with a way of keeping an eye on The Heylin, using The Eye of Dashi, The Mind Reader Conch and her trusted PDA. Combing them had allowed her to sneak a peek into her enemies minds, and it was through this method that she was able to stumble unwittingly onto Chase's hidden weakness. Unfortunately, unknown to her at the time, Hannibal Roy Bean had been spying on her when she had discovered Chase's secret, and of course, he had taken full advantage.

"What troubles me most is that even after all these years I still do not know how the accomplished such a feat," Chase muttered, taking to a quick pace around the landing, his hands clasped behind his back. "How many more of my secrets are vulnerable to their clutches? For all I know they may even know about us! How long before they try and use you to get to me?"

She understood his concerns, even though they were misplaced - not that Chase knew that. Hannibal didn't know the combination of Shen Gong Wu that she had used in order to spy on him and the other Heylin, and so was unable to replicate her little invention. Even if he did know he didn't have The Eye of Dashi or The Mind Reader Conch, the former Shen Gong Wu being hidden away in a secret vault, Master Fung having decided it was far too dangerous to risk losing - something Kimiko agreed most profoundly on.

As far as Chase was aware, however, his enemies had somehow found out about his weakness and had nearly succeeded in destroying him. He didn't know how they did it and was rightly paranoid they might use whatever means they had used before again - after all, he would certainly do so if he was in their shoes, the only difference is he wouldn't have waited so long.

Kimiko prayed that Hannibal would never find out about her and Chase's love. If he did he she was sure he'd use her part in discovering Chase's weakness against them, telling Chase how it was her fault that his enemies were able to take advantage and very nearly kill him. She shuddered at the thought of Chase finding out. She didn't know how he would react to such news. She felt hypocritical and terrible for not telling him. Here she was scolding him for not being honest with her when she was concealing secrets from him - secrets that had the potential to break their bond forever.

Apart of her tried to reassure herself that no matter how honest Chase was with her right now that he too was still hiding things from her - things that would be just as lethal to their love as her secret was. How was it wrong that she kept secrets from him, when he was doing exactly the same thing?

She knew he was still plotting the downfall of good, and that should she still be on the side of good when that time came for his plan to blossom into fruition, that he had an insurance plan to keep her with him. A plan that would sour her love for him and turn it into hatred, not that he would care so long as she was safe from the fate that would befall her companions.

You don't know if he would really go through with that, Kimiko tried to tell herself. You're just trying to make yourself feel better for lying to him.

Upset and feeling guilty that she was the cause of his distress, Kimiko began to make her way over to him to offer what little comfort she could. I'm sorry Chase...

"Just another weakness," Chase mumbled under his breath, clenching his fist.

Kimiko stopped in her tracks, his words like a lashing echo reverting through her head. Weakness? How could he say that?

"Weakness?" Kimiko whispered, eyes narrowing. "How am I a weakness, Chase?"

The heated anger tinging her voice grabbed Chase's attention. He stopped his pacing, turning to see the fire wielder panting heavily, her eyes narrowed and hands clenched at her sides. He could see the hurt and anger burning brightly in her glistening eyes at his remark - which he hadn't intended for her to hear. Chase went to his lover, sighing as he reached out for her.

"Kimiko, I didn't mean-"

"Is that how you see me?" Kimiko muttered, spitting the words out venomously as she pulled her hands from Chase's grasp. "A weakness? A burden? A hindrance to your power?"

"Kimiko, wait-"

She let out a irritated growl, swirling around in a flare of red as she went back inside the lair, not wanting to hear his excuses.

Being considered a weak link was one of her greatest fears. For years Omi, Raimundo and Clay constantly made stinging remarks - granted many of them were unintentional and ill-thought out, not truly meant in any malice - that could all be summed up as to her being weaker and less capable than them, whether that be due to her gender or some other flaw they believed she had. It frustrated her to no end.

She studied and trained hard to get to the rank that she was today. She was just as capable - if not more - than everyone else. All her hard work and effort meant something, she didn't work herself to exhaustion all those times for nothing! She deserved respect and deserved to be treated as worthy ally that could be relied on.

And yet once again here she was being seen as nothing more than a weakness... and by her lover no less! Chase was suppose to know her as well as she knew him. He knew how strong and just how capable she was. He'd been on the receiving end of her skills, martial arts, intellect and wit plenty of times while they battled on the field. He knew better than to underestimate her, or at least... he should have.

Chase materialized in front of her, both hands gesturing for her to stop. Kimiko let out an indignant huff, trying to move past him but he kept blocking her path.

"Kimiko, understand this from my point of view. You're a mere mortal playing in an immortals eternal game. A never aging creature such as myself falling in love with something that is as fleeting as a blossom petal in the wind, will always be a weakness."

Chase moved forward, closing the distance between them, his chest pressed up against hers. His hand gently rested on the side of her face, his fingers brushing into waves of hair. Kimiko wanted to lean into his touch, to close her eyes and sigh in contentment at being so close to him. But she was too angry, and him brining up the ever looming troubles of their relationship was not abiding well with her heart which was now aching with the thought.

"One day... I'm going to lose you. I fear the weakening effect that The Heylin Eclipse's has on me will be nothing compared to the loss of you," Chase whispered, his golden eyes starring deeply into her wide blue orbs.

Kimiko bit her lip, her eyes casting off to the side, unable to hold Chase's intense gaze. "You are strong, Kimiko. How anyone cannot see that is beyond me. You prove yourself time and time again."

Kimiko returned her eyes to his, her face emotionless as she spoke quietly. "But... you don't think I'm strong enough." Just like Omi, Raimundo and Clay do too...

"No, I don't."

Kimiko winced at his bluntness, swallowing back the lump forming in her throat.

"As you have already seen, my enemies are quick to take advantage of any signs of weakness that I have. If they discover us, they will use you to get to me."

"I've fought bigger and badder than the likes of Hannibal and Wuya, Chase," Kimiko snapped, pushing away his hand from her face. His touch relaxed her too much, and she needed to focus on what she saying. "And look, I'm still here! I'm strong enough to protect myself, and with every passing day I grow stronger. I am not a weakness, Chase!"

"Even if you are able to defend yourself against my fellow Heylin, you cannot defeat time."

Kimiko shook her head, frowning. "What are you talking about?"

"How do you think it makes me feel knowing that I have to stand by and watch as time steals you away from me?" Chase said quietly, turning from her and walking back towards the balcony. He crossed his arms, leaning against a pillar next to the entrance to the outside world. "Do you think your absence from my life will not weaken me?"

Kimiko rubbed her arm, taking in a deep breath. She didn't want to deal with these issues right now. She'd much rather bury them as far into the Earth as she could and forget about them. Why couldn't this wait till later? Why couldn't he and everything else just allow her to remain in her blissful fantasy world, where she and Chase could have a life together without all the worries and dreadful truths constantly lurking in the shadows, weighing them down.

"It'd hurt you as much as it would hurt me," Kimiko murmured quietly, watching her lover illuminated by the moons light.

"And how much would it hurt you, Kimiko?"

"It'd kill me."

If something ever happened to Chase she knew it would destroy her. She couldn't imagine a world without him anymore, and she didn't want to.

He was more than just her secret lover. He was a dear friend. Someone she could trust. He was always there for her whenever she needed him, just as she was for him. When they weren't having philosophical, political and moral debates - which usually ended with very heated arguments, both being far too opinionated and stubborn for their own good - they got along like birds of the same feather. Truthfully, they even enjoyed the quick witted banter they shared in their fights and arguments, even though both hated when they fought each other. They knew each other like they knew themselves. Both knowing exactly how to entice smiles, laughs, and sarcastic eye rolls from each other, even despite grim and unpleasant circumstances.

When they were together, they felt completed, like they had found a missing part of themselves.

If she ever lost him...

Kimiko shook her head, making her way over to stand beside Chase again. She gently cupped his face, pulling him down, their lips melding together as they shared a long, passionate kiss.

"Chase, I'm still here and that's all that should matter right now."

Please just leave it at that, Chase, Kimiko inwardly pleaded, please just let us live in this peaceful illusion for a while longer.

"My fears would be dampened if instead of fighting each other... we worked along side one another."

The illusion began to tremble, the plastered cracks unsealing.

Kimiko took in a deep breath, already knowing where this conversation was headed. She squared her shoulders, trying her best to keep her face neutral. Chase, just leave it be, please!

"You and I could rule this world. No one could threaten us, we' be unstoppable," Chase ran his a hand through her hair, trailing it down her back and pausing at her waist. He rested his other hand on her face as he slowly moved closer, his lips whispering against her own. "Its the only way to eliminate all of our problems, and then we'd have eternity together. Just imagine it, Kimiko."

"Why do you ask me a question you surely already knew the answer to?" Kimiko asked lightly.

Se pulled away again, heading out into the cold night air as she wrapped her arms around herself. She looked up into the twinkling, black skies, smiling slightly as a shooting star streamed across the sky.

"You make it out as though everything will be magically solved if I turn Heylin," Kimiko mumbled, scoffing as she scowled at the idea. "Is it really? Or is that just the future that you want?"

"Being allies rather than enemies will help us overcome a great deal of the obstacles standing in our path," Chase replied, taking a step out into the open. "We'd no longer have to worry about discovery, your mortality would cease to be an issue, and perhaps... we could possibly even start a family."

Kimiko clenched her eyes shut, her stomach flipping. Children. They'd spoken on many occasions of the possibility, if things were only different. They didn't even know if it was possible for them to have children, considering Chase wasn't quite... human. Even if it were possible how could they raise their children while being on opposite sides of good and evil? How was that fair on any child? To be constantly cursed to please one parent while disappointing the other, no matter which side they chose to join they'd be earning the disapproval of one of their parent.

There was a long silence as Chase let the possibility of such a future where they could be free of many of their problems sink in.

"I will take over this world, one way or another, but I would prefer it if you were standing by my side helping me accomplish it."

Kimiko knew this was another one of the main reasons Chase was eager for her to join him, and it was something that terrified her. She knew he was capable of taking over the world, he could have done so years ago if he had wanted. The only reasons The Xiaolin had ever been able to fend off Chase's attempt to do so was because he'd been holding back. He'd always been holding been back.

Back when they had first met when she was sixteen, it had not been Chase's intention to take over the world - at least... not yet. For the first few years she and the other monks had fought him, he'd been testing them and using them as mild entertainment to pass his time as his powers grew, and he prepared for the time when he was truly ready to conquer good once and for all, having gained enough power to ensure ever lasting victory, and not a mere glimpse.

Now though, now was different from then. He was strong enough to carry out his sinister plot without a worthy challenge, and had fully intended to do so, but once again he had found himself holding back. There was one reason for this. Her. Kimiko was the only reason he had still yet to unleash his full power, destroy the Xiaolin and acquire the world as his own.

For her he had put his plans of world domination on hold. He knew that should he attempt to take over the world and succeed it would spell the end of their relationship. Kimiko would never forgive him. She would want nothing to do with him, determined to stay true to her cause and loyal to the people of this world. She'd turn against him, fighting him every step of the way until he fell.

He didn't want her to return to being one of his true enemies. Conquering the world, however, would ensure just that. She would forever hate him. Her scorn... was not something he wanted to live with.

If he wanted to darkness to rein supreme on this planet then he would have to do so with her consent. He was a patient man, he'd already waited fifteen hundred years, and so, he could wait a little longer. If it meant that she would be with him then it made it worth it. He would convince her, eventually.

But he would have to do so soon. Time was ticking against him, and if he failed in trying to woo her to the dark side, then drastic measures would have to be taken. And even if it led to her hatred and bitter resentment then so be it. He would endure her spite, her threats, her barbs and rejection, no matter how much it pained him, so long as she was alive and safe by his side.

"Well I'm sorry to tell you this, Chase," Kimiko spoke solemnly, turning around to face her lover. The distance between them seemed frightfully long, and almost seemed to get longer as she spoke. "But I am never joining The Heylin, nor will I ever drink The Lao Man Long Soup."

Chase narrowed his eyes, biting back an angry snarl. His chest heaved, his posture straightening as he gritted out his next words. "We cannot keep pretending that everything will be fine the way it is, Kimiko! Sooner or later you are going to have face the facts that decisions will have to be made!"

"Maybe so but why does it have to be me?" Kimiko snapped, her heated voice rising sharply. Furious tears clouded her vision, her heart hammering loudly in her chest. "Can you explain that to me, Chase? Why do I have to be the one to switch sides, to leave behind everything I know, love and believe in? Why do I have to make the difficult journey, giving up everything while you give up nothing and get everything that you want?"

Where was the fairness in that? Why couldn't he consider leaving his side and joining hers? Why couldn't he face the hurtful glares of betrayal from his comrades? Why couldn't he be the one having to shred their morals, beliefs and principles, scattering them into the winds and watching with a turmoil of guilt and pain as they drifted away?

Why did it have to be her?

How could he even ask that of her? Never once had she asked him to do so for her, yet for years he had been hinting and tempting her to. Bitterly she wondered if Chase had ever even considered the notion of leaving evil for her. Knowing him he probably wouldn't have.

"What good would joining the Xiaolin do for us, Kimiko?" Chase shouted. "You'd still wither away and I'd be forced to stand by and watch helpless, unable to do anything!"

Kimiko threw her hands into the air in exasperation. "I don't know! We could find away to undo the effects of Lao Man Long Soup! You could be a normal human again. Would that not solve the issues as well?"

If he were human they could have a normal life. They could have children, and grow old together.

"You think I want to return to being a weak, powerless human?" Chase scoffed, crossing his arms. "To grow old and die, how is that a desirable fate?"

"And you think I want to live forever, to watch as everyone I love dies around me?" Kimiko shouted back.

"You would have me!"

"You're not the only important person in my life, Chase!" Kimiko just caught sight of the jealous glint in Chase's eye before he looked away. She knew he hated being remained that there were other loved ones in her life besides him. For him, she was the only one in the world that mattered, and he wanted himself to be the same for her - she just hoped he wasn't cruel enough to try and make that desire a reality. "What about my father, my mother, Keiko, or the guys?"

Having to watch the person you love age and fade away was the fear Chase had, his solution was making her immortal like him so he would never have to lose her. But by doing so he was moving his fears onto her. She'd be the one tortured by time as it took away everything that was important to her, everything that she knew and cherished.

"You'll get over it," Chase muttered, returning his gaze to her startled blue ones.

Kimiko took a bewildered step back, shocked that he could say such a thing. She let out an empty laugh, running her trembling hand down the length of her tresses. "Wow... you know what Chase? Maybe I wont have to. Why should I give up my mortality? If its so easy to get over someone you love perishing then I'm sure you'll be able to get over me when I do!"

He only had one person to get over, she would have dozens. If he thought it was so easy then she was sure he'd be able to cope with her loss. Why put herself through all that pain and moral conflict?

"There, that's my final answer. I am never going to join you on The Heylin side and I am never going to become immortal!"

Her breath left her in anger puffs, her nails digging into the palms of her tightened hand. Inside her she could feel her element furiously burning, pleading to be freed. She was just so angry. How could he be so insensitive? So selfish? It infuriated her!

A wave of dizziness overcame her and suddenly she lost her balance. She barely registered the muscled arms that caught her, lifting her up into a bridal carry. Gingerly, she raised a hand to her head, trying to sooth away the growing ache that had suddenly appeared.

She had worked herself up to much, hours of exhausting training back at the temple the last few days not helping the matter - she'd pushed herself to far.

"Chase, I-"

"Just rest for now, Precious One. We'll discuss this when you are feeling well."

Chase carried her over to the bed, placing her onto it and climbing in beside her. He grabbed a large, emerald duvet from the bottom of the bed, tossing it over them. He snuggled into his lover, wrapping his arms tightly around her. Despite her wooziness, Kimiko was able to squirm around in the bed, facing Chase. She rested her head and hands against his chest, butterflies tingling in her stomach when she felt his hand entangle itself through her hair, his lips softly touching her head.

"I love you, Chase," she whispered, just as darkness consumed her.

"And I love you, Kimiko. No matter what the future may hold, I always will."

Chase stroked her hair, watching her as she fell into slumber.

He knew the coming years would be difficult. They'd have been so much easier had she just succumbed to the dark side here and now. If she had they could have been planning their happy future together right now.

Now all the future seemed to hold for them was suffering and hardships. He didn't know anymore if he could convince Kimiko to join him, her angry outburst confirming her unwavering loyalty to the Xiaolin.

One thing was certain though, and Chase would do everything within his power to ensure it, they would be together in the future.

Regardless of what side Kimiko swore her allegiance to.

(A/N) Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed :D xx

There's so many interesting factors in Chamiko's relationship that I would love to see explored more, and hear different opinions and headcanons on.

The mortal/immortal issue. Would Kimiko become immortal or would Chase become mortal? If so how? Or would Kimiko refuse to become immortal and Chase refuse to become mortal, and how would they deal with that issue? Would Chase watch as Kimiko withers away, or would he try and trick her or manipulate her into becoming immortal, or perhaps even forcing her? How would that effect their relationship? (I actually have a secret head canon about how to deal with this issue, where Kimiko is the incarnation of the original Dragon Of Fire - who was actually a dragon who could change into a human - and once she regains her memories of her past life she regains all her powers, plus her immorality. She also meets Chase back when he was good in this head canon, though he forgets about her.)

Good and Evil issue. Will one of them change side? If so who? Do they struggle with their choice? Or do neither change side and they keep their relationship hidden. How do they manage to keep it a secret? How often do their morals clash? After fights for Shen Gong Wu or fights to save/conquer the world how do they react around each other?

Something I'm really interested in is what would Chase do if he finds out that its Kimiko's fault that Hannibal and Wuya found out about his weakness? How would that effect their love?

There's loads more but these are just some of the ones I can think of off the top of my mind. I'd love to hear everyones thoughts on them though. xx