Hello again to all my readers! This is basically going to be four oneshots – one occurring during each season, and the first one (the one you're reading now) is the one in the fall.

This idea of writing a raikim story for each season actually came to me a while ago, but I didn't have any specific plots in mind (for any season no less!). But then I came up with this fall idea one day when I was sick of studying for bio. So I wrote it up, and now here it is, posted on the web! That said, please read and enjoy, and, of course, please review!

Oh, and I'm open to suggestions. So if you have an idea for a season you can tell me and I'll give you full credit when I post it up! The next one's winter, so if you have any ideas, feel free!

Disclaimer: Xiaolin Showdown does not belong to me. I claim only my ideas.

Fall Love
A Xiaolin Showdown Fanfiction
By xxFireWarriorxx

"In your dreams!" Keiko laughs. The she says, "Listen, I gotta go, so I'll talk to you later?"

I smile too and say, "Yup. Laters Kei."

"See ya Kim."

I hang up with Keiko and stretch, sighing deeply. Today had been a long day. Even though no shen gong wu had activated, Master Fung had made us train like crazy. He had even changed the obstacle course so that it was ten times harder, and training had lasted from seven in the morning until four in the afternoon, with only an hour break for lunch at twelve. I guess since the Heylin team is getting stronger, it makes sense he is training us more in preparation, but still. Eight hours of training in one day? It's no picnic. Trust me on that.

I look at the time as I shake my hair around wildly, trying to get the tangles out. It's still wet from the shower I had taken an hour ago. And now that it's autumn, the air is cooler and takes longer for my hair to dry.

Why not just use the blow dryer? You may ask? Let's just say my arms are way too tired from training nonstop.

I have a sudden impulse to just leave and relax for a while out in the open instead of in my cramped little stall Master Fung calls rooms. It's probably only one eighth of my room back in Tokyo. Not that I'm complaining. It can be worse.

It's 5:15 PM. I smile. I still have time before dinner at six. I change out of my Xiaolin robes and pull on a warm cashmere sweater and a pretty, layered skirt before slipping into my almost knee-high Uggs.

Seconds later I slip out of my room – if it can be called that – and outside into the warm, cozy air of fall. I look around to make sure no one is watching before taking out the golden tiger claws and swiping it in the air. A purple portal appears before me and I step in it, exiting only a second later on a plateau overlooking the Xiaolin Temple.

It's beautiful up here, especially in the gorgeous rays of the setting sun in fall. The sunshine reflects brilliantly off of the blue temple roof and golden rimmed windows, making the whole temple seem to sparkle and shine. The mountains surrounding the temple are full of lush, green trees and plants, emitting a peaceful aura of serenity. The sky above me is painted a multitude of colors, and tints the woods behind me a golden hue.

I turn around and enter the light forest behind me, breathing in the heavenly scent of earth, strong and sweet as it wafts up my nose. A smile graces my lips and I twirl around elegantly to the air about me. The woods glow a golden hue, so pretty in the sunset, almost inviting me for a walk.

As I head into the woods, the birds twitter joyfully and the crickets chirp their lovely music. From a nearby lake I can hear the soft croaks of the frogs. The leaves on the ground rustle beneath my feet and crunch gently as I walk. The winds rustle the trees and send leaves cascading down, sometimes brushing against my soft skin. A placid breeze flutters my hair back as I walk and sends the smells of earth and nature down my nose. It is absolutely wonderful.

I pull my raven black hair behind me so that my pristine blue eyes were clear on my porcelain skin tone. My body is slender and I easily dodge branches and logs. The skirt I had changed into ruffled as I walk through the woods.

A sudden crack of a stick behind me stops me mid-stride though and I narrow my eyes suspiciously, coming to a complete stop. I turn around but don't see anyone there. But that doesn't mean that no one is following me. I can sense his or her presence. A small smile slowly finds its way across my face though and I proceed to walk forward, pretending nothing is wrong, though my eyes were now closed as I let myself free of everything except the person behind me.

After a while I figure out about how far the person behind me is by listening to his footsteps. And I know where his precise location is, thanks also to the noise he makes when he walks. Whoever it is, is also using the shroud of shadows. Either that or they have some sort of concealing magic. I smile to myself. I have to thank Omi for teaching me all about tiger instincts someday.

My hand slowly clenches into a fist and I suddenly whirl around, my fist in flames, and aim at the invisible person behind me.

"Whoa! Dude! Stop it, girl! You don't wanna give me a bloody nose, do you?" the person yelps, whipping off the shroud of shadows.

I stop my flaming fist about an inch from the familiar green-eyed brunette's face and try to suppress a scream of aggravation.

Too bad it doesn't work.

"Oh my God, Rai!" I find myself screaming. "You idiot! Why the hell do you have to sneak behind me? You could have given me a warning! Then I could have saved my flaming fist for the enemy! I mean, I practically almost punched you!"

But all his previous panic at the thought of my fist crushing his face disappears as a smirk replaces the alarm. "Aw, you're worried you may have hurt me?" he asks roguishly.

"Don't flatter yourself," I mutter in response, though my cheeks slightly colored at his words. Then I demand, "So, didn't you give me a warning that you were following me?"

"You looked so peaceful when you sneaked out of the temple I couldn't help but not disturb you."

My face reddens. "You saw all that and you didn't tell me?" I gape, crossing my arms.

"You obviously didn't want anyone seeing you so I didn't wanna burst your bubble. I grabbed the shroud of shadows and followed you into the portal."

I can't help myself. I punch him in the shoulder. Hard.

"Yo! What was that for?"

"Everything," comes my simple reply.

"You hit hard girl," he mutters.

I smile sweetly at him, giving him my puppy-dog look.

"I hate it when you do that," he says, staring at me.

I can't help but think how cute he is. Especially now as the wind blows and ruffles his dark brown hair messily around, the sun's rays making his eyes sparkling and playful. And his perfect form… those strong arms and those washboard abs beneath his shirt… everything about him is perfect.

He starts looking at me funny and I realize I'm staring. I immediately change the subject. "So why'd you follow me? And so sneakily too?"

He smirks again. "Why did YOU sneak out of the temple first of all?"

I punch him playfully again and he laughs, his eyes dancing with mischief. I find myself blushing as I say, "I really don't know. Everything was just so peaceful outside… I couldn't resist coming out into the wild for a while to just relax and chill for a little bit."

"That sure is different from the Kimiko I know," he grins at me. "Always energetic and fiery, lively and active…"

"There's a lot you don't know about me," I reply.

"Me too," he smirks.

I know the smirk is meant to ridicule me, but I can't help smiling at it. It looks so adorable on him. On others, it may seem arrogant, and it does on him, too, but somehow he manages to pull it off and look so irresistibly cute.

I start to walk again and he falls into step beside me. We're silent for a while, the birds twittering above us in the branches. The mood is perfect, and I don't want to ruin it by blabbing stupidly. But as a sudden dash of brown plunges past me and I can't help but shriek in surprise, jerking back.

Raimundo rolls his eyes but laughs. "It's a squirrel Kim, relax. You're turning into Omi."

I punch him. Again. I seem to be doing that a lot today. But he only laughs.

We step into a clearing and I sit down on the ground, the red and orange leaves on the ground cushioning the dirt beneath us. Raimundo sits down next to me and on impulse I rest my head on his shoulder. His arm then finds itself around me unconsciously but I smile. It feels so right.

The wind seems to shift and I look at Rai, a surprised expression on my face. "What're you doing?" I ask. I notice that he is changing the wind motion.

Then I see what. He's picking the leaves that had fallen off already from the winds of autumn up off the ground and swirling them around gently in a weird but pretty pattern. They seem to dance in front of us and I gasp in surprise. I look at Rai, a smile on my lips. "Who would have thought the macho man could do something so pretty and nice?" I grin at him.

"Who would have thought the fiery hot girl could be so calm and peaceful?" he counters.

I don't answer and instead rest my head on his shoulder once more, my eyes closing gently, my mind wandering as he continues to play with the wind.

But then I suddenly feel myself being lifted. My eyes fly open to see Raimundo carrying me, bridal style, I may add, and running across the clearing.

"Rai!" I shriek playfully. "What're you doing NOW?"

He laughs. "Jumping into a big, pile of crunchy leaves – something I haven't done since the fall when I was seven."

And that's when I see the giant pile of leaves he had made with the wind when my eyes had been closed. I shriek again and laugh as we jump in. Leaves explode everywhere but I laugh in joy, not caring for once that my hair is totally getting messed up. I pick up a handful of leaves and throw them into the air, laughing as they floated gently down again like snowflakes.

Raimundo once again finds his way to me and I let him wrap his arms around my waist. I look up at him and giggle. "You have leaves in your hair."

"So do you," he answers.

"But you manage to still look cute," I sigh dramatically, my eyes playful and amusing. "I probably look like a cave man."

Raimundo laughs. "No. You still look like the beautiful girl I've been crushing on since the first time I saw you."

I let out a gasp of joy at his confession. "Really really?" I ask.

"Really really," he answers.

And then he kisses me.

He leans in, his lips soft and warm on mine. I pull him closer and kiss him passionately, wrapping my hands around his neck as his comes around my waist. We tumble onto to ground where I let my hands travel up his neck and into his hair where I bury them, pulling though the tangles. His hands trace around my breasts and I sigh, giddy with happiness. Mine find their way to his chest, soft and hard at the same time.

His kisses are so warm, gentle, and amazing. I never want to stop.

We finally pull away and I wonder how my simple walk through the woods has suddenly turned into something like this. But I don't really care. Raimundo had just kissed me. And I had loved it.

I smile at him before suddenly realizing that the sun had gone down as we had kissed.

"We should get back," Raimundo says. "Clay and everyone will be wondering where we're at."

I don't care for once.

"Let them wonder," I say. Then I place my lips on his again.

Author's Note:

So… What do you think? It's not as funny as I would have liked, but it's very descriptive… I think, at least, so sorry if it was a borefest for you.

Anyways, as usual, please review, because I really like to hear your opinions and criticism so I can improve… and I'm always open for ideas or requests! So if you want something to happen in the winter chapter or whatever, feel free to tell me!

So R&R! (and thanks for reading =D)

xxFireWarriorxx