DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters and I am not making any money of this story. You will have to give credit where credit is due and that means if you like the characters tell the guys who had created snowboard kids.

Authors Note: Please don't flame me about anything, especially spell, usage and grammar. I am not to good with the mechanics of english. THANX!

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My mom gave me one of those looks that says 'I'm a mother I know what's best'. I was standing in the kitchen in a tee shirt and boxer shorts, my mom was standing beside me with her hands on her hips.
"Mom, it's nothing. I got them snowboarding." I was talking about the bruises that my I had on my legs, Jam has been worried about them too.
"And when was the last time you fell while you where snowboarding? Besides these look more serious than what you'd get from falling down, they're different." My mom crouched down and started poking at my legs.
"Jeez, mom!" I jump back, I mean this was my MOM! The only person I let poke around below my belt is Jam, and that's a whole different story.
"Slash I'm just worried, I want you to get these bruises checked out." I sigh, Jam was pushing me to do the same. I figure that the easiest thing to do would be to agree, after all with the two of them against me I would end up there anyway.
"Fine, but any doctor I got to is just going to tell me that it's nothing." She stands up and looks me in the eye. The phone rings, I pick up.
"Yeah?" my mom glares at me, she hates it when I answer the phone with a 'yeah?'. It's Jam. We talk for a bit, he's happy when I tell him that my mom is making me go to the doctor. When I hang up my mom picks up the phone and makes an appointment for me to see the doctor.
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The doctor's office was not a fun experience. The doctor asks me questions about the bruises and about how I'd been feeling. He then drew blood and told me he'd call if anything unusual came up. Three days later he called back and the results were not good, he's made and appointment with my mom to meet him at the hospital, I knew then that it was probably bad news. I was now sitting in a room in the hospital with my mom, the doctor came in with a grim look on his face.
"Slash, Mrs. Kamei, the results of the blood work came back and I am a tad worried. When the technicians looked at you blood they found what looks might be blasts, abnormal blood cells. I want to check you into the hospital so that we can perform more complex testing, I am also going to set you up with Doctor Patterson. He is one of the top pediatric oncologists in the province." I gave the doctor and odd look. I was about to ask why he was setting my up with and oncologist but my mom cut in.
"What is a Pediatric Oncologist?" I answered for the doctor.
"It is a doctor that specializes in childhood cancers. Why are do you want me to see him?" My mom looked shocked by my answer.
"I'm sending you to see him because all of the preliminary tests point to Leukemia." I was shocked, I didn't really know what to say. I heard my mom gasp at what the doctor said.
"Now, the tests we have done aren't all that accurate in this particular situation, that's why we want to run some more tests. I have already arranged a room for you." Everything from that point went by too fast for me to really know what actually happened, I do have a vague memory of calling Jam and telling him what had happened. The next thing I could remember clearly I was lying in bed with Jam beside my and my parents where doing what they could to make me feel at home. My dad was insisting that I have a TV in my room and a VCR while my mom wanted me to have total privacy. She didn't even want Linda to be able to bring Kyle to see me, but then I kind of agree with that he's only two, still too young to be visiting his father in the oncology ward of the hospital.