Helya minna! Jurei-chan here! I have decided to write (finally) a fic who's Idea has been floating around in my head for a little while, ever since witnessing how obsessive people can be over video games when they haven't passed everything * AHEM Ni-chan, gaki-chan* (gaki-chan is the nickname that I have given my annoying imouto). Please enjoy it, and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE write a review! Arigato minna! ~Jurei-chan
Disclaimer:
Cardcaptor Sakura, Street Fighter II, Mortal Kombat Trilogy, and the Legend of Zelda don't belong to me. They belong to CLAMP, Capcom entertainment, Midway, and Nintendo. Zylon Warriors doesn't belong to me either (heck, I don't even know what the actual outline of the game really is!). I just picked a bunch of Nintendo games that I have enjoyed playing, and I hope you look them up! (Of course, I haven't played Zylon Warriors either!)Dedication:
to Gaki-chan and Ni-chan, for providing me with the idea, Nintendo, for creating the Legend of Zelda (that game ROCKS!), and to O-sensei Bruce, for showing me what all the neat moves used in all the fighting games look like in real life (and I don't mean on a screen; TV or other)Now, I present to you, my second ever fic!
Giving "Training" a New Meaning
A Cardcaptor Sakura fanfic by Jurei-chan
Part 1: Accidents make for…a pain in the a**
'Whew!' though Syaoran, 'Boy is it ever nice outside. It's good to be able to get out of that stuffy apartment!'
The young male Cardcaptor was walking leisurely through the park, hands in pockets as he enjoyed the wonderful summer day. The sky was incredibly blue, with barely a cloud. The trees swayed gently in the light summer breeze, their once bare branches now covered in thick, green foliage.
'Green…my favourite colour.' He thought happily, watching the large forms move gracefully back and forth, 'and the colour of her eyes…Baka! Stop thinking of that pitiful excuse for a Cardcaptor! For Kami's sake, she's always getting in your way…'
Pushing the thought of the emerald-eyed Card mistress away, he continued with his stroll. Small children chased each other in their games, while older ones would shoot by, either running to one of their friends, or rushing on a pair of rollerblades or a skateboard. The odd teenager could also be seen, riding a bike, or (in the case of the girls) whispering excitedly amongst themselves (The odd shriek of 'No WAY!' or 'Kawaii!' could be made audible now and then)
Syaoran moved to avoid a young boy, skating past him at a really fast pace in order to reach a young girl who was waiting for him on the path further back. From the way he smiled happily, and the dazed tone he used when muttering 'gomen!' the elder youth could tell the kind of world that he was in presently. The kind of world where nothing really mattered, and where the sky seemed blue every day, just because of that person who he eagerly rushed to see.
Unfortunately, in observing these thoughts, and not looking where he was going, he didn't see the white 'Watch your step!' sign…
*Whoop! *Wahhhhh! *Owwww…. *
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"Well well, Mr. Li. Back so soon?"
The doctor looked at the indignant young warrior sitting on the examination table 'This kid sure doesn't take care of himself'.' He thought
Syaoran swore colourfully under his breath. 'Oh no, not this quack again!' He thought in frustration. It seemed that the Hospital had some kind of grudge against him, sending him the same doctor as last time…
"It seems that you like being here." The man joked in mock amusement, "I mean- you spend a lot of time going in and out of our x-ray room, maybe we should give you a bed here?"
Syaoran really wasn't in the mood for the man's dry sarcasm. It seemed that the day couldn't get any worse.
"Getting on to business," the doctor began, putting on a more efficient attitude, "The healing from this injury will not be as, er, miraculous as your last. The x-rays show that you have fractured your shin bone."
Syaoran looked at him in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me," he said aloud, "I fractured my shin bone by falling down three stairs?"
"I as perfectly serious, Mr. Li"
This time, the curses that the male cardcaptor uttered were very distinct.
The doctor sweat-dropped.
"Anyways," he said, ignoring the terms which Syaoran had chosen to describe his situation, "You will have to wear a cast-"
"For how long?" cut in Syaoran, anxiously, 'Could this put me behind in my training…?'
"-As I was about to tell you before you interrupted, you will have to wear the cast for two months in order for the bone to heal correctly." Finished the doctor.
'I was wrong,' thought Syaoran in disgust, 'the day could have gotten worse. It just did.'
Even with healing spells and rapid recovery thanks to his magic, Syaoran knew that it would still take a good six weeks in recovery.
"Well. Let's get this over with." He said, voice still showing obvious dislike.
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"Li-kun!"
Syaoran's head lifted from the magazine he was reading in the 'Outpatients' waiting room at the sound of his name.
An emerald-eyed figure rushed up to him, concern showing openly on her beautiful face. Syaoran reddened slightly.
"Kinomoto? K-konnichiwa…" he managed to say, "How did you know I was here?"
"Tomoyo told me." Answered Sakura simply, "Did you really fracture you shin bone?"
"H-hai." Answered Syaoran, blushing a darker hue at the amount of worry she was showing for him.
"That's terrible, Li-kun!" she exclaimed.
"That's not the half of it," said Syaoran, blush receding, "the, er, "doctor" said that I'd have to keep the cast on for two months."
"With magic and healing spells, that should be about…"
"Six weeks." Finished Syaoran gloomily.
"You're obviously not too happy about that part, huh?" said Sakura, smirking slightly.
"Iie. That's six weeks in which I can't train, and what if something happens? I'll be out of action entirely."
Sakura looked at the handsome young warrior's cloudy face with pity. 'Poor, Li-kun,' she thought, studying his serious contemplation of the dilemma, 'he must not like feeling useless.'
Suddenly, a thought struck her.
"Ano…Li-kun? How are you planning to get home?" she asked.
"Umm…I guess I didn't really think of that…" said Syaoran, the blush returning to his face, this time out of embarrassment.
"Well, Tomoyo's waiting for me outside. Why don't we give you a ride home? I'm pretty sure she won't mind. And I'll get Kero to help me come up with any ideas on how to help you with the training thing." Offered Sakura, face colouring slightly.
"Uh…ano…a-arigato." Was all that Syaoran could come up with. 'She'd do all that…for me?'
"No problem! What are friends for?" smiled Sakura in return.
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"Kero?"
*tap tap tap* "Uh huh?" * tap tap tap*
Sakura lay on her bed, trying to come up with ideas on how Syaoran could train without affecting the bone of his leg. Meanwhile, Kero was busily playing the final level of the newest "Zylon Warriors" game.
"Would you PLEASE help me think of a way to help Li-kun?" she answered exasperatedly.
*tap tap* "umm, iie." * tap tap*
"Why not? Li-kun is our friend!"
* tap* "Because I can't stand the gaki." *tap tap tap*
"KERO!"
Alright, fine." Agreed the guardian beast, pausing the game. He then flew over to his mistress, grumbling all the way there under his breath about troublesome gakis that couldn't take care of themselves.
"So…what's the problem with him?" he asked.
"Well, he fractured his shin bone, so he can't train for six weeks; until the cast is removed." Said Sakura in explanation.
Kero thought things over for a long while, muttering as first one idea, then another entered his small mind and were rejected.
After a substantial amount of time, Sakura broke into his train of thought.
"Anything yet?" she asked hopefully.
"…I wonder if that chocolate pudding in the fridge is really as delicious as it seems…"
* BONK*
"Owwww! What's you do that for?"
Sakura brandished her Calculus textbook.
"To get you thinking again." She answered nonchalantly, "Now, focus, or no dessert for a week."
Kero's little eyes grew wide.
"Hai!" he cried, quickly sitting down and crossing his legs, arriving in the traditional meditation pose.
"Ahh…the only thing that Calculus has really had a use for…" said Sakura, chuckling slightly.
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"Ah! I got it!" exclaimed Kero.
Sakura looked at him with great interest.
"Well, what is it?" she asked curiously.
"Just get the gaki to come here tomorrow at noon. That's when Toya leaves for his part-time job, ne?"
"Hai…but why?"
Kero sported a very Hiiragizawa-like smile.
"You'll see…."
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^^What could everyone's favourite fluffy black hole have planned? Well, read the next part to find out! This is really just a weird little idea that's been floating around in my head, so this fic won't be as thought out as 'The Tournament', and a lot shorter. ( amazing! Jurei-chan will actually write a short story!!!!!)
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^^as you all know, this is something that I always put here! It's just where I put any miscellanious stuff that comes out of this fanfic author's brain.
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