So like, I ever told you guys I got myself a Tamagotchi? No? Ok, get this. My tamagotchi looks like a piece of shit. No seriously, it's shaped like shit. Funny that…
I apologize if anything seems 'off', because you know. I've never actually had any broken bones before, so yeah. I'm clueless in that department. I can't be accurate one hundred percent of the time.
It's been a month since the accident.
A month since he was first admitted into the hospital.
Three weeks since he woke up, three weeks since he last saw Axel.
And one week since he was allowed to leave the hospital to sit around his house and do absolutely nothing. But the house was better than the hospital.
His mother tended to his every needs, made sure that he was comfortable, Namine came by every once in a while to catch up, share her pieces of art work and talk about other things while his father always brought home some treats for him such as sea salt ice cream.
Every week, he'd get his arm and leg checked and when the results came back, the doctor will check to see if it's time to take off the cast. Today was the day.
His x-rays came back and it was finally time to take off the white cast that surrounded his no longer injured arm. But of course, when the machine shaped like a miniature chainsaw came out to hack away at the cast, he began to cast very worried and pleading looks to his friend and his mother.
"You're going to be just fine Roxas." The blonde girl reassured him with a gentle pat on the shoulder.
"Hey, you're not the one about to get chain sawed in half." He replied meekly and widened his eyes even further when the machine roared to life.
"Roxas, manners." His long, blonde haired mother chastised him with stern pale blue eyes.
"I reassure you, everything will be fine." The doctor spoke as he steadied his arm.
"Listen to what the doctor says Roxas." The blonde girl smiled and gave him another pat on the back. Roxas tore his eyes away from the sight and tried not to listen to the whirring and the vibrations he was feeling on his arm.
When the noise stopped, he wondered why it was suddenly very quiet and why his arm felt a little cold.
Fingers pressed down on his arm and he slowly turned his head to have a look. The sight of his arm almost shocked him. It was skinnier than his other arm and it was pale. Sickly pale.
"Wow…?" he offered weakly as he stared at the arm while the doctor continued to prod at it.
"See? Nothing went wrong." Namine smiled and gave the blond a small slap on his shoulder.
"Your arm has made a full recovery." The doctor looked up and smiled reassuringly.
"Wonderful!" his mother clapped her hands in happiness. "You're father would be so happy to hear. I'll go find him." She spoke as she walked out of the door to who knows where.
"Great." He breathed out as he drew his arm back and merely stared at it. "What now?" he looked up at the doctor expectantly.
"There's not much to do with the arm. Just go about your life as normal but nothing too strenuous. Try not to lift anything too heavy with it." he suggested as he picked up the chart board and flipped over to the next page while the blond nodded with his new instructions. "Your leg might take a while longer to heal but you can start walking on it with crutches."
"Ok, yeah, the sooner the better right?" he nodded as he took in the new information.
"Just nothing too strenuous and if you feel tired, just sit down and rest." He walked away and asked a nearby nurse to get a crutch for him.
When the piece of support came, he was unsure of what to do with it.
"Do you wanna try walking?" Namine asked as she stood by the blond.
"Yeah, I guess." He shrugged and tried to get up from the wheelchair but with the cast on his still healing leg, it was a tad difficult. But at least he got to use the crutch.
"How does it feel?"
"Honestly? Kind of weird." It felt weird to walk with an 'extra' leg. Before, he had the help of another person, but this time, he had to fully depend on himself, and the extra bit of support.
She watched the blond take a few shaky steps forward and stayed close by in case he needed her help, "You'll get use to it right?"
"No choice." He let out a quiet sigh and took another few steps forward and slowly got use to using the crutch, "Is there anything else I need to know sir?" he asked as he addressed the doctor.
"No, we'll check your leg in about a week's time but just be sure not to tire yourself out too much."
"Ok, thanks a lot." He smiled in appreciation, and the doctor acknowledged it with a nod of his head. Roxas stuck his tongue out as he moved to walk slash limp out of the door. He almost bumped into his parents who looked a little flustered.
"Oh my gosh! Roxas! You're walking again!" his mother over reacted with a shrill cry of happiness.
"Mum, it's still in a cast." He moved out of the doorway so that Namine could come out with the wheelchair.
"Yes, yes, I know, but still!" she could barely contain her happiness, "I'll make your favorite for dinner tonight."
"Mum, you've been making my favorite for dinner almost every night." He gave a lop-sided grin. "Sooner or later, it's not gonna be my favorite anymore."
"Ah well, do you have any special requests then?" she asked her son and quickly drew her attention to the blonde girl, "Namine, please join us for dinner!" and she turned her head back to Roxas, "Why don't you invite your other friends too? I'm sure they'll be happy to see you all better!"
"I'm not one hundred percent yet."
"Oh pish posh, minor detail dear." She grinned happily and started to make her out of the hospital building towards their parked car.
Roxas shook his head and sighed and Namine looked at him worriedly, "Are you tired?"
"No, I'm ok, thanks Namine." He smiled at her gratefully and followed after his parents.
By the time they got to the car, Roxas was feeling a little worn out and he sat down on his side of the back seat with a tired huff, "Man, I never knew using crutches were gonna be so damn hard."
"He never said it was going to be easy either." she giggled as she hopped into the other side of the back seat while the father took care of the wheel chair. "It's nice that the doctors let you loan the wheel chair for a bit longer.
His seat belt fastened with a click, "Yeah, I guess." It didn't seem like they had a choice anyway. It's not like they could just let injured people go without an aid of some sort. "I wonder how Sora and the others are doing." His thoughts drifted away to a far away island off the beaches of Destiny Island.
"It's sad that they couldn't stay longer." She spoke as she tugged her seat belt on.
"Yeah, it sucks how they wasted two weeks of sitting around in the hospital too." He sighed as he stared outside the window while his father started the car up and drove in the direction of their home.
"Roxas, it's not your fault." She reasoned
No, but he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
"Guys, I'm really sorry you had to spend your holidays here." The blond apologized as he stared at his hand of cards.
"It's ok Rox, it's not like you planned to get hurt or anything." The red haired girl smiled as she tossed away three of her cards onto the small portable table in front of the said person.
"No, but you guys planned to do a lot of stuffs while you're here, but instead, you wasted it all on me."
"Yeah, you should be sorry," the silver haired boy agreed which made Roxas' eye twitch just a little, "And we didn't even get to make you treat us."
"Well sorry I ruined everything for you Riku." He spoke sarcastically and watched as his brunet cousin made faces at his cards and threw three away and picked up the same amount.
Riku could be such an ass sometimes…
The silver haired boy was the last to exchange his cards before he revealed it to be two pairs. Sora groaned and showed his measly one pair while Kairi three of a kind. Roxas revealed his small straight and collected his winnings which consisted of a variety of biscuits.
"So like, when do you think you can get out?" the red haired girl asked as she picked up the cards and started to shuffle them.
"Dunno," the blond shrugged, "It all depends on the doctor."
"You reckon you'll get out before we all have to go?" Sora asked as Kairi handed the deck for him to shuffle again.
"Who knows? I wish it would be soon but it still hurts to move around." Roxas replied as he picked up one of the oreo biscuits and bit into it.
"You're such a wimp." Riku rolled his eyes and ignored the two slaps that came from the two people that sat on either side of him. "What? I'm just saying." He shook his head as he took the deck from Sora's hand, shuffled them twice more and then dealt them out.
"When are you guys leaving?" Roxas asked as he licked his fingers free of the crumbs.
"Trying to get rid of us so soon?" the silver haired boy smirked as he dealt the last card out.
"No, it's just that-"
"Yeah, yeah, we know." He smirked as he picked up his cards and resumed his poker face.
Kairi tried to look natural but her eyes were still readable and Sora completely failed.
"We'll come visit again, don't you worry." The silver haired boy smirked as he placed down one card and picked up another from the pile.
"Thanks, I'd like that." He smiled as he placed down two cards and pick up a pair of aces which gave him a completed hand of a full house.
It's been a month since the accident, since he was first admitted into the hospital.
It's been three weeks since he woke up and three weeks since he last saw Axel.
It's been two weeks since Sora, Kairi and Riku left to go back to Destiny Island.
It's been a week since he was dispatched from the hospital.
He stared down at his cast-free arm and flexed his fingers. It felt new to him and he wondered if this is where they got that saying, 'As good as new' from.
He drew in a deep breath and sighed through his nose and returned his gaze back out the window to stare at the passing scenery.
It's been three weeks since he last saw Axel. He wondered where the red head went off to.
Even though he never saw the red head around, a new batch of balloons would appear every once in a while to float along with the other ones.
His floor was been littered with balloons that lost its freedom of flight. Riku had a bit of fun popping them and scaring the begeezuz out of Kairi and sometimes Sora if he was caught off guard.
"Do you know why Axel hasn't been coming to see me?" Roxas asked, not averting his eyes away from the window.
Namine remained silent for a while as she stared at the blond through the reflection, they looked nonchalant but the blue eyes seemed confused, "He says he's studying for exams. Everybody is."
He tried to look for a flaw in that excuse, "But you've got exams too and you still come to see me. In fact, so does Hayner, Pence and Olette."
She was definitely stuck in the rut now, "Well…he is doing Diploma of Business Economics. It sounds hard."
That was true. Roxas realized. While everybody in his age group were still on the Certificate level, the course wasn't quite that hard enough to prevent them from having a busy yet carefree lifestyle.
He found another flaw, "Even Zexion came to see me. And Demyx." He wished he didn't sound like a spoiled brat, but he couldn't help it.
"Maybe you should ask him yourself?" she suggested with a hint of worry.
"I would, but my phone got crushed and I haven't seen him around and I don't want to use anybody as a medium of communication between us." He reasoned with a slight huff.
"Then you'll just have to wait until you get better. But don't strain yourself."
Roxas stopped talking after that, but his mind kept on going and going, 'I've been waiting for a long time now.' He breathed in deeply and sighed quietly.
"I've missed a month of uni now." He started a new topic, "I'll probably end up missing more."
Namine seemed happy at the change in subject as Roxas continued talking about how he'd probably end up repeating the whole year again.
His parents didn't seem too happy about that, but they reasoned that he had no choice but to miss his classes. They seemed pretty ok with it after a while. After all, it wasn't like he planned to get run over by a car or something.
He changed the subject over to art, something that Namine was familiar with. And when he gave the small hint that he might switch over to art instead of going on with literature, Namine could barely contain her excitement as she went on and on about the teachers, the department, the equipment they were allowed to use, the galleries that had all works from previous students and the items he'd have to buy from the local art store.
She even said she buy his first easel for him to paint on.
"You don't have to go that far Namine. I said I might."
And then the blonde girl pouted and told him off for bursting her bubble. Roxas just laughed at her.
There's gotta be a mention of Poker somewhere…Lawls.