Till Death Do Us Part

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown.

Yep, the sequal to 'Raimundo and Kimiko 4ever'. Another adventure! Hurray...Well, more people voted for 'Till Death Do Us Part' as the title for the sequal. So here it is! Hope it's everything you wanted.

Also, if you review, I might do credits and answer your comments/questions at the end of each chapter. So, if you want your penname at the bottom of chapter 2, make sure to review!!

Chapter 1: The start of a whole new begining

-----Tokyo, Japan------

Raimundo wandered around in the dark, tripping over stuff. He couldn't even find a freakin' lightswitch, nonetheless a doorknob!!

Raimundo crashed into a wall. "Ow."

"Man! I can't get my way around this place, forty some-odd floors, about twenty or so rooms. Sometimes I wonder..." Raimundo muttered, finally finding the door and almost tripping down the stairs.

"Gah!" Raimundo hit the banister. "Why so dark?!"

"Jeez, couldn't sleep or something?" Kimiko leaned up against the wall.

"I woke up," Raimundo said simply.

Kimiko flicked a switch and the hall light came on. "It's magic."

"Haha," Raimundo folded his arms across his chest.

"It's three a.m. Why did you wake up? Bad dream?" Kimiko joked the last part.

"NO!" Raimundo almost was red in the face. "I dreamed I was going to the bathroom. When I woke up, I need to go. Where is the bathroom?"

Kimiko laughed slightly. "If you're going to live here, learn to get around."

"I'll need a map first," Raimundo joked...well, only half.

"Alright, alright. C'mon," Kimiko grabbed Raimundo's wrist and dragged him down a few hallways.

----the next morning----

Raimundo woke up to 'American Idiot' by Greenday ringing. Yes, his cell phone was ringing.

Raimundo groaned as he slid out of bed.

He looked at the caller ID and was suprised to see a familiar name printed on it.

"Hey, sup?" Raimundo answered his phone.

"I asked my girlfriend, Roselin, if she'd marry me," Came Clay's heavy Texan accent reply.

"And...?" Raimundo prompted impatiently.

"She said yes. We're makin' plans for the weddin' this week," Clay sounded pretty enthusiastic.

"Wow!! I'm glad. When is it?"

"In a month or two depending on what comes up. How 'bout you and Kimiko? You made any plans yet?"

"Uh...sorta...We're planning on getting married in October. It's about a month and a half away, plenty of time to plan everything. So, that's about the only thing we've taken into consideration so far...Her dad has his mind set that once we have the plans, he'll pay for it all. Why do I feel so guilty about it?"

"Maybe 'cause you're not used to bein' so...respected."

"Maybe...HEY!"

"Her mom plannin' anythin'?"

"She's trying to convince Kimiko to wear her wedding dress, but Kimiko has more of a Gothic theme. Hey, I don't object any."

"So are your bridesmaids and groomsmen gunna be zombies?" Clay joked.

"No. We're gonna have a traditional...um...sort of."

"There's that hesitant tone. Now what?"

"Black, red and purple mixed with our traditional...how do you think that'll go over?"

"Hope it's not gonna be a religious cerimony."

"It's not."

"Roselin wants me ta go help her with more of the plans. Ug! I better go."

"So you tell me you're getting married then you suddenly have to go? You're so good at teasing!" Raimundo joked dramatically.

"Save your breath for your fiance. Just wait till she starts demanding stuff from you."

"Dreading it."

"I really have to go now. Bye, partner!"

"Later, dude." Raimundo heard the click of Clay hanging up.

Raimundo sighed as he put the phone down and wandered into his giant walk-in closet to look for something to wear.

-----Breakfast------

The first thing Raimundo heard as he sat down was Kimiko talking about the wedding. He hadn't told Clay the whole truth. All actuallity? Kimiko never shut-up about the wedding. But Raimundo wasn't going to lower himself to Clay's level and complain about the wedding.

"Here, look at this, I think I like this dress, but this one is way more classy," Kimiko set down a magazine in front of Raimundo's breakfast. (A/N: How should I know what the Japanese eat for breakfast? I don't know that much about Japan!)

Raimundo sighed and looked at the pictures Kimiko pointed at. "They look really cool, 'course, they'd look better if they were on you."

Class, that's all it takes. Raimundo inwardly sneered.

"Aw! You're so sweet!" Kimiko blushed and went back to messing with her breakfast before her.

----Xiaolin Temple, China----

Omi wandered around behind the temple. He felt so lonely. He had no one. Dojo was always busy helping Master Fung guard things or plan, so he rarely talked to him.

Omi lifted his head hearing a sudden giggle. Are Emily and Rebecca back?

Another giggle sounded and Omi began searching for the owner of the giggle.

Omi stopped to see a girl with green hair and purple eyes standing by a tree.

"Hello. Who might you be?" Omi asked, never letting his guard drop.

"Hello," The girl smiled at the thought at copying the strange boy. "I'm Xain-Li. I heard about this place. The Xiaolin Temple? You help people, right?"

"Um...yes. I suppose," Omi looked cirously at Xain-Li.

"I need help," Xain-Li stood up straight and started walking toward Omi, her short skirt flapping with a slight breeze.

-----L.A., California-----

"OW, DAMMIT!!" Rebecca tumbled down a flight of stairs.

"AH!!" Emily wasn't far behind.

"You didn't move it, so you lost it!" Matt grumbled.

His mood wasn't because of lack of sleep or because he was having a bad day. He was never in a good mood since his grandfather kicked him out of Asia.

"YOU COULD HAVE BEEN NICER ABOUT IT!!" Rebecca yelled back up the stairs.

"Yeah, sorry, whatever. Just move. I have a concert soon. If I'm late my agents might actually kill me." Matt walked down the stairs.

------Chase/Wuya, China------

Chase closed his eyes and began working with his mind to rebuild his lair. (A/N: The force, so cool!)

Wuya sat up in a tree, swinging her legs and watching her husband work. Lets just say some dirty thoughts were running through her mind until the name Jack began tugging at the back of her mind.

"My son..." Wuya muttered. "What am I to do with you?"

Well, it's a start. Obviously more adventures will arise causing the Xiaolin team to reunite...again. You have no idea how hard it is to write out ChaseWuya. It is freakin' hard. Why is evil always so hard?!

So, review and I'll write a reply at the end of the chapter. Hope you like it! Review please!