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!


I woke up the next morning alone. The lights where out but it wasn't all that dark. The clock on the wall told me it was about 7:30 in the morning. I couldn't think of anything to do. I know from experience that there is never anything on this early in the morning besides I would probably get into something and a doctor or a nurse would come in and tell me to turn it off so they can poke at me. I was probably right considering that less than half an hour later a nurse walked in and went about drawing blood from me, she then told that the doctor would be in to talk to me in about five minutes. When the doctor came in he sat down in the chair next to my bed and he went about asking questions, most of them where the same as the ones that my family doctor asked. Then he went on explaining some of the things they were going to do. Then he and some nurses started the more intensive tests. They saved the worst for last. They made me Lay on my stomach with a pillow under my hips then the doctor stuck a large needle into my pelvic bone and drew out some of the marrow. They gave me some local anesthetic so it didn't hurt as much but it was really uncomfortable. I was glad when they finally left, the nurse told me it was ok to investigate the floor if I wanted to I just couldn't go to far and had to be back for lunch. I laid back in bed and closed my eyes.
"Slash, are you awake?" I look over at my mom, she looks as if she didn't too much sleep last night. She is carrying a small suitcase with her.
"I brought you some things you might want, including some pajamas." She held up the bag. I took it from her and went through it. When I found what I was looking for I headed to the bathroom to change into some sweat pants and a tee shirt. When I came out my mom gave me a disapproving look.
"You know I do have some actual pajamas in there." She said with a slightly annoyed look.
"Yeah well if you really cared if I wore them or not you wouldn't have brought these." I say motioning to what I was wearing. She rolled her eyes, she knew I was right. I sit down on the bed and sift through the rest of what was in the bag. There was some of my books and some magazines. My mom had also packed
a deck of cards, some pictures and my gameboy. I put the bag under the bad and lay back down. She sits down in the chair, she seems unsure of what to do know. I look up at the clock and seem that I have about two hours before lunch.
"Um, I'm kinda tired. I should probably rest anyway." I smile at her.
"Of course, you need all your strength. I should probably go call your father anyway." She smiles. I am not trying to get rid of her but I really don't feel like having company. She leaves and I go to sleep.


When I woke up I heard the faint sound of a video game. I look over towards the noise and see Jam with my gameboy.
"Who said you could play that? And shouldn't you be at school?" I ask drowsily. He looks up from the game.
"So I skip school and risk my educational status and all you can do is get after me for not asking before using you gameboy? Besides, we're a couple, what's mine is yours and what's yours is mine. You said so your self." He smiles at me.
"Yeah well I only said that because I wanted to take a look at your new snowboard." He rolls his eyes at me.
"Well I wouldn't mind knowing if your doing ok?" I reach out and take hold of his hand.
"I'm good, just a little hungry. What time is it?" I snuggle down in bed. He moves from the chair to the bed. I feel him push back my bangs.
"Well that's good, and the nurse was just here. She said that when you wake up you can call her and she'll bring you lunch." I move around so that my head in resting in his lap.
"Well, in that case." I reach for the call button and press it. The nurse takes only about moment to arrive and she has my lunch with her. I sit up and take the tray.
"Hmmm, fruit, some white stuff and some orange liquid stuff." I pull the top off the tray, "How, um, interesting." I hear the nurse chuckle.
"Well that is the best the kitchen here has to offer, trust me it tastes better than it looks. But then that's not saying much is it? Any way if you can get your...friend here to sneak you in a Big Mac and some fries then you can have an edible meal." She smiles at the two of us and leaves. I poke around at the meal for about a minute or so before getting the courage to actually eat it.
"If you want I could get you something worthy of being eaten when I come back tonight." I look at him for a second, and smile.
"Well I might let you but first you have to do two somethings for me." He looks a little confused.
"What?" I lean forward as if to tell him a secret.
"First you gotta go back to school." He nods, "and second you have to try this so I know weather or not it'll make me keel over and die." I hold up my spoon, he looks at it then stands up.
"Slash, if you knew how much I loved you then you wouldn't ask me to do that. Besides I gotta get back before lunch is over and if I end up as your roommate then my parents are going to find out that I skipped." He leans over an kisses me, before heading out. I put my fork down and look at my meal, I wonder if my dad'll bring me anything when he stops by after work.

(Authors' note: ok when I put along line within a chapter then that means a change of POV thanks)

I step out of the hospital. I think back to the visit only moments before. The fact that I can joke with him about anything is a miracle. Ever since he called me last night an told me the doctor was putting him in the hospital I have been an emotional wreck. I figure that is it hard enough to deal with for him but I have a feeling that he actually knows what's going on, he wouldn't tell me anything. I did have a feeling that it had something to do with those bruises on his leg. I noticed them a while ago, I originally thought that his dad had given them to him but when I asked he said he'd gotten them snowboarding. I stop at my car and look up at the large official looking building, I had all ways wondered how I would deal with things if Slash ever got sick and know I guess I'll find out know.