I did this 'cuz I was bored. I don't really think this is neccesary but: (I do not own Xiaolin Showdown). I mean seriously, even if I said I did, it would be obvious I didn't. Why else would I be writing a fanfic? Enjoy!

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"Ah, an afternoon alone with my favorite book," Raimundo thought leaning back in his chair and flipping a page in said book, "'Broadway Musicals of the 1940's'. No chromedome to bother me. How could it get any better than this?"

Just then 'chromedome' ran into the room and yelled at the top of his lungs "Well hey Rai!"

"Hi Omi," Rai muttered unenthusiasticly.

"Hey Rai, you'll never geuss what happened to me on our last wu hunt this morning. This guy was smilin' at me and talkin' to me."

"Hm, that's very interesting," Rai replied sarcasticly.

"Yeah he was being reeeeeal friendly," Omi continued obliviously, "and, heh, I think he was coming on to me. I think he might have thought I was gay."

Rai cleared his throat and replied, "So why ya telling me this? Hm? Why should I care? I don't care. Whadja have for lunch today?"

"Aw, you don't have to get all defensive-"

"I am NOT getting defensive!!!!!!" Raimundo shouted, slamming his book shut. He took a deep breath and then continued, "Why do I care about some gay guy you met? I am trying to read." He reopened his book and tried to ignore Omi.

"Well I didn't mean anything by it Rai," Omi said feeling hurt, "I-I just think it's something we should be able to talk about."

"Well I do not want to talk about it Omi, this conversation is over."

"Yeah, but Rai-"

"Over!"

"Well, okay. But just so you know..." Music began playing. Raimundo's eye twitched.

"Oh god, please tell me he's not going to sing," the brazilian thought.

"If you were gay," Omi started, "that'd be okay.

I mean 'cuz hey!

I'd like you an-ny-way!"

Raimundo groaned, but Omi just ignored him and continued singing.

"Because you see,

If it were meeeeee

I would feel freeeeeee

To say that I was gay!

But I'm not gay!"

"Omi, please, I am trying to read," Raimundo said scowling. Omi walked over to him and leaned with his face akwardly close to Rai's.

"What?" Raimundo snapped.

"If you were queer..."

"Argh, Omi-"

"I'd still be here..."

"Omi, I am trying to read this book-" but Omi kept singing as though he hadn't heard him.

"Year after yeeeeeeeeeeear-"

"Omi!"

"Because you're dear to me."

"Arrgh!"

"And I know that you,"

"What?"

"Would accept me toooooo!"

"I would?" Raimindo remarked half sarcasticly, half serious.

"If I told you to-day: Hey geuss what? I'm gay!

But I'm not gay.

I'm happyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy just being with you."

"This is ridiculous..." Rai muttered.

"So what should it matter to me what you do in bed with guys?"

"Omi, that is wrong!" Raimundo shouted looking like he was ready to puke right then and there.

"No it's not!" Omi sang cheerfully as if what he said were perfectly normal, "If you were gaaaay"

"Arrgh."

"I'd shout hooraaaaay!"

"I am not listening!" Raimundo said jamming his forefingers into each ear.

"And here I'd staaaaaaaaaaay!"

"La la la la la," Raim shouted attempting to block out Omi's song.

"But I wouldn't get in your way."

"Aaaaaaaah!" Raimundo screamed when he realized he could still hear Omi.

"You can count on meeeeeeeeeee

to always beeeeeeeeee

Beside you everyday

To tell you 'It's okay'

You were just born that way

And as they say

'It's in you DNA'

You're gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"

"I am not gay!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"If you were gay!"

"Augh!"