Bad karma
By Jedi and, the angel of death.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of SSX Tricky (I wish I did though), 'cept Boris.
READ THIS NOTE!! READ IT WELL FELLOW FIC LOVERS!!
I have REDONE the end of this chapter because I read it the other day and it was REALLY weak! Sooooo it will be the same as usual, until the end where it shall change, thus creating a better ending. And if anyone says ANYTHING beyond my knowledge in Japanese, then it will be shown thus: "[My name is Jedi-and!]" get it? ^_^, so I will probably be using pre-fabricated phrases like 'chotto matte' (wait a second!) and things. And if I get anything wrong, such as Grammar and spelling, I'm dyslexic, sue me... there's only about one or two words so it doesn't REALY matter... Enjoy!
Chapter six: who?
It was a cold day out side; the soft snow blanketed the road as birds sang while braving the freezing atmosphere. Kaori wore a coat, her bright pink gloves and jeans but she was still felt the cold. The nurse wheeled her out in the wheel chair, Kaori didn't need it in her own opinion, and in the physiotherapist's opinion, and she didn't need it either. But the doctors will be doctors and they wanted to be safe. She nodded off in the wheel chair, and was crudely awoken by the nurse as she shook the small teen roughly.
"ACK! Oh. sorry." she rubbed her black semi-circled framed eyes, the rings under them where very dark and noticeable, though no one mentioned them. Marty (Author: Mac's counterpart in the PAL version) pulled up with Brodi in their tour bus, Eddie was in there somewhere as well, but the other occupants never knew where he was. it was like a permanent game of hide and seek.they didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. either way, they never understood how he stayed so well hidden with his mighty, bright orange afro. Kaori smiled at the sight of her friends. She stretched out her arms for a hug from some one, but the nurse pushed them down.
"Don't overdo yourself miss Kaori." She said sternly. The blonde nurse must still have been sore about when she insulted her. Well what do you expect? She was stuck in a stuffy room with no one for company. She stuck out her tongue at the nurse and smiled at the approaching boarders.
"Hello Kaori, I heard your Karma was getting better. I'm glad to see you feeling a little more well." Brodi commented, in his usual calm manner. Kaori thought for a while about what he was saying, although the word 'Karma' was used a lot; she wasn't a hundred percent sure about the translation (If there is one) nor it's meaning. She nodded, and smiled.
"I'm looking forward to today!" she called out, "That might be why I'm happy!" she continued to smile. It was quite an attitude change from when she was last seen. She had reclaimed her usually happy, almost bouncy, persona. "Who is racing?" she asked curiously. The two boys looked at each other. Marty smiled and laughed,
"Well there's Luther, and JP although he hurt his...err... Shoulder, um. me and Eddie, Zoë and I can't remember the last racer." He said. She looked at him curiously, tilting her head slightly. Marty and Brodi knew full well who the last racer was. It was Psymon. Eddie walked up to them,
"I know who the last racer is. It's Psymon." He said bluntly, picking the wax out of his ear, completely oblivious to the other two trying to keep him quiet. Kaori's eyes went wide as she became panicky, breathing heavily. Kaori placed her hand over her chest, as if to either try to calm her-self down, or to feel how heavily she was breathing.
"Kaori? Are you...?" Brodi asked as Marty continued to beat Eddie in to submission.
"Psymon... no Psymon!" she held her head, and shook it violently. "I not sure if I want go..." she clumsily said in English, to concerned about the person who hospitalised her than her grammar. The Nurse curly smiled and started to turn back towards the hospital door, because she hated snowboarding anyway, never mind having to go watch. Marty grabbed the armrest of the wheel chair, spinning it back towards him, which did not please the emaciated nurse.
"Hey!" she called. Marty ignored her and crouched down to Kaori's eye level.
"Kaori? Kaori! Listen to me, what can he do to you? He doesn't want trouble..." tried to calm her down, with little success. "Listen, he can't hurt you, he won't hurt you! If you are strong enough to just stand up to him!" she looked at him, "Okay, bad choice of words..." he stood up straight and paused. "I know, if you see Psymon, just think he's not worth the effort and..." he paused again, then got an idea, "Think what Orange Explosion Fun Girl would do!" She looked at him, her eyes slightly tainted with tears. She mumbled some Japanese, ending in the only audible word 'shoujo'. Marty didn't understand it, but Brodi did. It meant girl. She'd obviously asked herself 'huh? Orange explosion fun girl? 'In Japanese. Some newfound confidence overwhelmed her expression. She stopped the nurse turning the wheel chair and said calmly:
"Lets go."
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"And what an exciting round we have for ya today folks! I tell ya, strap in for a ride you'll never forget!" Razel blasted out through the speakers as Marty drove through the Garibaldi's competitor's entrance. You could see all the people getting ready, and there were a few new faces to the circuit. The most obvious was the person in a fishing hat, doing a victory dance, as a giant of a person looked on in disgust. Kaori had to admit she liked tall men. The guy in a fishing hat was wearing cargo kakis and a t- shirt, with a body warmer. He was less than 6 ft most likely; his companion on the other hand was not. All she could tell was he was about 8 ft tall, and very muscular. He was just like an Anime character which she used to like...well... still likes. He had a long red leather jacket on, and he had a grey high collar with black straps. His sleeves where held on by straps and ski glasses messed up his already messy blonde hair. The familiar buzzer went of, signalling the time where the competitors had to resister for the race. The big man picked the smaller on off the floor, while he was still doing his victory dace, by the back of his shirt. Kaori chuckled at this and watched the other competitors walk towards the stadium.
"Damn, we've missed the opening races!" Eddie said, very frustrated because he AND Marty where in this round of races.
"That might be why Boris and Fisher are in this round..." Marty said half- heartedly. (AN: I don't own Fisher, he's Mr Biggs'! PLEASE don't hurt me! You should read his fic 'SSX next generation'.)
"Who are Boris an' Fisher?" Kaori asked, looking away from the window.
"Boris is the big guy, don't worry about him, he's pretty much harmless... unless you cross him. And Fisher is the guy with lots of fishing tackles on his hat. He's a bit of a joker, and he's not all there but otherwise okay." Brodi pointed out of the window at the pair she was just looking at. She gave a quiet 'oh' before looking back at the Manga-zine the guys bought for her. It wasn't Manga per-say, but it was good stuff from some guy called Fred Perry who did one called Gold Digger, and the Ninja Nun was a bit strange because she didn't quite understand where they had gotten the idea all Manga females where 'well equipped', but she shrugged it off and continued to read. A final jolt brought them to a stop as the guys clambered out of the bus and Kaori followed with the aid of the nurse.
"Well, we may as well watch the first race now we are here..." the Nurse said flatly.
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"W.w.welcome to Garibaldi! I'm Razel. Today's line up is gonna show ya something!" the crowd started to cheer at the DJ's voice. "In box one is the big guy Luther! Be careful, he's one nasty one." The vet threw up his hands to please the crowd, some cheered, some booed "In lane two, due to an injury, is Moeby! The Brit is in it to win it folks!" another Pose to please the crowd,
"Time to win me a pint mate!" he called, Razel sweat dropped and continued.
"Next lane, one of our Rookies, all the way from Russia, Boris Axeofk! Watch out folks, he and Moeby are NOT the best of friends." He waved to the crowd, a little shy, until Moeby started to laugh at the huge Russian, making him glare and growl at the Brit. "In lane four, another Rookie, one of the strangest competitors we EVER had, give a big shout for Fisher!" he jumped up and waved, not noticing he still had one foot strapped to his board, taking it with him. Boris pushed him back down so not to hurt anyone. "Next, the girl who will get ya, the one and only Zoë! And Finally folks, the only boarder who has a padded board to go with his room, Psymon!" The two, slightly deranged boarders waved to the crowd, Psymon getting a BIG boo from Kaori and co, this needles to say grabbed the boarders attention. He looked up and gave the Japanese a grin that would usually scare her. But he wasn't smiling at Kaori, but Orange Explosion Fun Girl. All she did was return the devilish grin, throwing Psymon out of whack with the rest of him, a little unnerved at Kaori's grin, making him fail to make a good start and making him lose concentration all the way down.
The race lasted about a minuet and three quarters to 2 and a half. Moeby was retired from the race after Boris threw, yes THREW the Englishman in to a tree because he picked on Fisher. Zoë came first, with Boris and Fisher coming close behind in second and third. Luther came next, with Psymon last. Kaori congratulated the newcomers, as Fisher once again did his victory dance and Boris blushed at the compliments. Psymon stormed over to the group and stood in front of Kaori.
"YOU! You made me lose my concentration!" he yelled at the small Japanese teen. She looked up at him with confidence.
"[Isn't payback a bitch?]" She smiled and wheeled off.
"What?! What she say?!" Psymon asked, obviously stressed, not knowing how to reply to Japanese.
"By the time you figure it out, she'll be on her feet and back on the slopes." Boris said, walking off with them, along with Fisher and the others. Leaving Psymon to wonder.
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(Now THIS is where it gets different!)
"Okay Kaori, now try to walk on your own!" Mr Pura and the physiotherapist said. Kaori took in a deep breath, looking around to the warm smiles of encouragement and hope, how could she let such faces down? Her heart didn't want to let them be disappointed, but her head thought otherwise. 'How can I do this?! I-I'm not ready yet! I-I can't do this yet! M-my back isn't s- strong enough yet!' Her face did not show what her mind was thinking however. 'What am I thinking? I can do this! I have to! If I want back on the slopes ever again I'll have to stand on my own two feet!' she used a lot of effort and placed one of her feet on the floor. The doctor's smiles widened slightly, however Kaori's face suddenly changed, her breathing became heavy and short as panic gripped her throat. She looked up.
"I-I'm sorry..." and with that she just pulled her leg back on to the wheel chair and relaxed.
"It's okay." The Doctor sighed. They had been trying to get her to stand for the best part of a few days now. "We can try again in a few days."
"I'm not sure why this is happening!" The Pony-tailed man commented, folding his arms. "She should have recovered from the physical trauma."
"But it's in her mind where the problem lies... She hasn't used her legs in a long time and it might be like trying to walk again." Mr Pura turned to the young boarder. "We will let you get some rest now, please try and get some sleep." The nurse moved her back in to her bed. And so she rested.
Later that evening she heard a call that woke her up. It was the middle of the night and she looked around to the door. A man was hurt, badly. Looking closer she realised who it was.
"Marty!" She shouted. Completely ignoring her back and what ever was connected to her at the time, she threw off her clovers and put two feet on the floor. Then it hit her for real as the cold harsh floor met her small and bare feet.
The panic set in again.
Her breathing became heavy, and her heart started to race at an alarming rate as her palms started to sweat a little. Then she realised something. Someone important was out there, and was hurt badly. Putting these thoughts at the top of her 'priority list' she became more determined than ever.
"3...2...1... Go!" She pushed her self up, and nearly fell flat on her face. But luckily there was a pole with her IV on it to grab a hold of. Slowly, surely, she made her way to the door. 'Okay, first part complete', she though, 'the next part is the difficult bit'. She reached down and threw the door open quickly. Marty turned around to her, completely fine, but with a little bit of red stuff on him, and at closer inspection it wasn't blood, but something else, probably a mix of ketchup and beetroot sauce. "Wha?" She asked, stunned.
"Hey it wasn't my idea." He said in his thick accent. He then pointed towards a man down the corridor. It was Mr Pura. He had a broad smile across his features as he walked closer.
"I am sorry Kaori, but we thought this was the only way." She scolded at him, before cursing in Japanese, and things I will not repeat here. "Whoa, calm down miss." He held his hands up defensively, trying to calm the petite woman down. "Do you realise what you are doing?" She paused from her 6 curses a second and looked at him in a cute, but very inquisitive way. "Standing! And walking on your own!" It took a few seconds to register, but it was true, she was walking. "The desire to help your friend forced you to start walking again. Congratulations! You have your legs back!" The doctor called, purely over joyed. It was a special occasion that someone regained his or her legs after something like that. Kaori didn't know whether to cry for ecstasy, or kill them because of the way they did it. Tears built up in her eyes a little as a smile crossed her face.
"Baka's."
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Kaori walked out of her room on the tour bus. It was a nice day down in Alaska. It had been a few months now and she was more confidant than ever. She breathed in the air and stretched, however a sudden twinge forced her back to reality. She quickly rubbed her back and laughed a little. It had been a month or two yes but her back was still a little weak, and as such she wasn't allowed on the slopes for another few weeks yet. She staggered over to the café. In there was the usual crowd, Mobey was terrorising fisher for no real reason, but since Boris wasn't there, he could do as he liked without risking his life. Zoë was talking to Seelia about something or other, and Marty was over in the Corner sitting on his own. Bouncing over, Kaori smiled at her friend.
"Konichi-wa!" She beamed. "Can I join you?" She asked, already sitting down.
"Err... sure." He replied, a small blush upon his face.
"How you today?" She asked, clumsily in English. Her smile like it was before the whole 'accident'. She was wearing baggy jeans and a loose, black t-shirt so it wasn't so restrictive on her back, but instead of her belt she wore light red braces so again it didn't press against her back. She didn't care if she looked like something out of an anime. In fact she liked it.
"I am fine, you?" She just nodded quickly. A nurse came over and poured her a coffee and left them.
"I come to say thank you." This threw Marty a bit and his expression proved this, making Kaori giggle. "Silly. Although I mad at you still, you helped with my legs." She smiled again, a genuine thankfulness that no one could match. She leaned over lightly and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, making the German blush to an excessive degree. Laughing again she stood up. "Bai-bai Marty-chan." She was about to walk off with her Coffee, but the young man grabbed her arm slightly.
"Err... K-Kaori? W-would you like to go to a M-movie or something?" Kaori just smiled and nodded, before continuing to walk off. Playing it cool.
Epilogue:
Later that Year, Kaori regained her Snowboarding standing and on her first time back to the slopes, she completed the Pirouette grind, and set a new record along with winning the gold, beating Psymon and becoming a fan boy's dream, much to the despair of Marty.
Marty also finished his trick book and gained the Uber board, though soon after he decided to take a year out to perfect his technique, though he would return better than ever so he could beat Kaori and Psymon. He did too, though not by much.
Brodi continued to board and helped with new riders having trouble on the circuits. Though he encountered one Zen art he was not familiar with, 'the Zen art of Slacking off'.
Psymon was still perplexed by what Kaori said and his standings continued to drop. He too has taken a year out to regain his 'lost' ability, though he refuses to believe Kaori's success lowered his confidence.
Zoë still is boarding, and despite is helping Psymon, is still on of the top boarders. She didn't take a year out, though she wishes she had. She's as short tempered as always.
JP was forced to take a year R&R because of his shoulder and his leg injury which he sustained earlier that year.
Luther has not changed at all, though be it he has become more to himself because of JP's absence.
Moeby spent the first few weeks in a coma from the tree incident but returned to the circuit half way through, against doctor's warnings.
Boris has been labelled a health hazard and was suspended from SSX for a month. His welcome return delighted fans and the first thing he did was to take out Moby who had been picking on fisher while he was away.
Fisher is as wacky as ever, being Boris' best friend and giving him advice, though his first bit of advises was a bit disastrous. He and Boris have been promoted to Veteran.
The rest of the boarders are unaffected and are still boarding like they always did.
The year is long,
But with the strong,
We continue on...
The End.
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I know this isn't very good, but it is better than the other ending. Take care people, and this is finally the end of this fic. I hope your now pleased. *Waves then walks away, his living Raziel plushie on his shoulder.*
Jedi-and
By Jedi and, the angel of death.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of SSX Tricky (I wish I did though), 'cept Boris.
READ THIS NOTE!! READ IT WELL FELLOW FIC LOVERS!!
I have REDONE the end of this chapter because I read it the other day and it was REALLY weak! Sooooo it will be the same as usual, until the end where it shall change, thus creating a better ending. And if anyone says ANYTHING beyond my knowledge in Japanese, then it will be shown thus: "[My name is Jedi-and!]" get it? ^_^, so I will probably be using pre-fabricated phrases like 'chotto matte' (wait a second!) and things. And if I get anything wrong, such as Grammar and spelling, I'm dyslexic, sue me... there's only about one or two words so it doesn't REALY matter... Enjoy!
Chapter six: who?
It was a cold day out side; the soft snow blanketed the road as birds sang while braving the freezing atmosphere. Kaori wore a coat, her bright pink gloves and jeans but she was still felt the cold. The nurse wheeled her out in the wheel chair, Kaori didn't need it in her own opinion, and in the physiotherapist's opinion, and she didn't need it either. But the doctors will be doctors and they wanted to be safe. She nodded off in the wheel chair, and was crudely awoken by the nurse as she shook the small teen roughly.
"ACK! Oh. sorry." she rubbed her black semi-circled framed eyes, the rings under them where very dark and noticeable, though no one mentioned them. Marty (Author: Mac's counterpart in the PAL version) pulled up with Brodi in their tour bus, Eddie was in there somewhere as well, but the other occupants never knew where he was. it was like a permanent game of hide and seek.they didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. either way, they never understood how he stayed so well hidden with his mighty, bright orange afro. Kaori smiled at the sight of her friends. She stretched out her arms for a hug from some one, but the nurse pushed them down.
"Don't overdo yourself miss Kaori." She said sternly. The blonde nurse must still have been sore about when she insulted her. Well what do you expect? She was stuck in a stuffy room with no one for company. She stuck out her tongue at the nurse and smiled at the approaching boarders.
"Hello Kaori, I heard your Karma was getting better. I'm glad to see you feeling a little more well." Brodi commented, in his usual calm manner. Kaori thought for a while about what he was saying, although the word 'Karma' was used a lot; she wasn't a hundred percent sure about the translation (If there is one) nor it's meaning. She nodded, and smiled.
"I'm looking forward to today!" she called out, "That might be why I'm happy!" she continued to smile. It was quite an attitude change from when she was last seen. She had reclaimed her usually happy, almost bouncy, persona. "Who is racing?" she asked curiously. The two boys looked at each other. Marty smiled and laughed,
"Well there's Luther, and JP although he hurt his...err... Shoulder, um. me and Eddie, Zoë and I can't remember the last racer." He said. She looked at him curiously, tilting her head slightly. Marty and Brodi knew full well who the last racer was. It was Psymon. Eddie walked up to them,
"I know who the last racer is. It's Psymon." He said bluntly, picking the wax out of his ear, completely oblivious to the other two trying to keep him quiet. Kaori's eyes went wide as she became panicky, breathing heavily. Kaori placed her hand over her chest, as if to either try to calm her-self down, or to feel how heavily she was breathing.
"Kaori? Are you...?" Brodi asked as Marty continued to beat Eddie in to submission.
"Psymon... no Psymon!" she held her head, and shook it violently. "I not sure if I want go..." she clumsily said in English, to concerned about the person who hospitalised her than her grammar. The Nurse curly smiled and started to turn back towards the hospital door, because she hated snowboarding anyway, never mind having to go watch. Marty grabbed the armrest of the wheel chair, spinning it back towards him, which did not please the emaciated nurse.
"Hey!" she called. Marty ignored her and crouched down to Kaori's eye level.
"Kaori? Kaori! Listen to me, what can he do to you? He doesn't want trouble..." tried to calm her down, with little success. "Listen, he can't hurt you, he won't hurt you! If you are strong enough to just stand up to him!" she looked at him, "Okay, bad choice of words..." he stood up straight and paused. "I know, if you see Psymon, just think he's not worth the effort and..." he paused again, then got an idea, "Think what Orange Explosion Fun Girl would do!" She looked at him, her eyes slightly tainted with tears. She mumbled some Japanese, ending in the only audible word 'shoujo'. Marty didn't understand it, but Brodi did. It meant girl. She'd obviously asked herself 'huh? Orange explosion fun girl? 'In Japanese. Some newfound confidence overwhelmed her expression. She stopped the nurse turning the wheel chair and said calmly:
"Lets go."
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"And what an exciting round we have for ya today folks! I tell ya, strap in for a ride you'll never forget!" Razel blasted out through the speakers as Marty drove through the Garibaldi's competitor's entrance. You could see all the people getting ready, and there were a few new faces to the circuit. The most obvious was the person in a fishing hat, doing a victory dance, as a giant of a person looked on in disgust. Kaori had to admit she liked tall men. The guy in a fishing hat was wearing cargo kakis and a t- shirt, with a body warmer. He was less than 6 ft most likely; his companion on the other hand was not. All she could tell was he was about 8 ft tall, and very muscular. He was just like an Anime character which she used to like...well... still likes. He had a long red leather jacket on, and he had a grey high collar with black straps. His sleeves where held on by straps and ski glasses messed up his already messy blonde hair. The familiar buzzer went of, signalling the time where the competitors had to resister for the race. The big man picked the smaller on off the floor, while he was still doing his victory dace, by the back of his shirt. Kaori chuckled at this and watched the other competitors walk towards the stadium.
"Damn, we've missed the opening races!" Eddie said, very frustrated because he AND Marty where in this round of races.
"That might be why Boris and Fisher are in this round..." Marty said half- heartedly. (AN: I don't own Fisher, he's Mr Biggs'! PLEASE don't hurt me! You should read his fic 'SSX next generation'.)
"Who are Boris an' Fisher?" Kaori asked, looking away from the window.
"Boris is the big guy, don't worry about him, he's pretty much harmless... unless you cross him. And Fisher is the guy with lots of fishing tackles on his hat. He's a bit of a joker, and he's not all there but otherwise okay." Brodi pointed out of the window at the pair she was just looking at. She gave a quiet 'oh' before looking back at the Manga-zine the guys bought for her. It wasn't Manga per-say, but it was good stuff from some guy called Fred Perry who did one called Gold Digger, and the Ninja Nun was a bit strange because she didn't quite understand where they had gotten the idea all Manga females where 'well equipped', but she shrugged it off and continued to read. A final jolt brought them to a stop as the guys clambered out of the bus and Kaori followed with the aid of the nurse.
"Well, we may as well watch the first race now we are here..." the Nurse said flatly.
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"W.w.welcome to Garibaldi! I'm Razel. Today's line up is gonna show ya something!" the crowd started to cheer at the DJ's voice. "In box one is the big guy Luther! Be careful, he's one nasty one." The vet threw up his hands to please the crowd, some cheered, some booed "In lane two, due to an injury, is Moeby! The Brit is in it to win it folks!" another Pose to please the crowd,
"Time to win me a pint mate!" he called, Razel sweat dropped and continued.
"Next lane, one of our Rookies, all the way from Russia, Boris Axeofk! Watch out folks, he and Moeby are NOT the best of friends." He waved to the crowd, a little shy, until Moeby started to laugh at the huge Russian, making him glare and growl at the Brit. "In lane four, another Rookie, one of the strangest competitors we EVER had, give a big shout for Fisher!" he jumped up and waved, not noticing he still had one foot strapped to his board, taking it with him. Boris pushed him back down so not to hurt anyone. "Next, the girl who will get ya, the one and only Zoë! And Finally folks, the only boarder who has a padded board to go with his room, Psymon!" The two, slightly deranged boarders waved to the crowd, Psymon getting a BIG boo from Kaori and co, this needles to say grabbed the boarders attention. He looked up and gave the Japanese a grin that would usually scare her. But he wasn't smiling at Kaori, but Orange Explosion Fun Girl. All she did was return the devilish grin, throwing Psymon out of whack with the rest of him, a little unnerved at Kaori's grin, making him fail to make a good start and making him lose concentration all the way down.
The race lasted about a minuet and three quarters to 2 and a half. Moeby was retired from the race after Boris threw, yes THREW the Englishman in to a tree because he picked on Fisher. Zoë came first, with Boris and Fisher coming close behind in second and third. Luther came next, with Psymon last. Kaori congratulated the newcomers, as Fisher once again did his victory dance and Boris blushed at the compliments. Psymon stormed over to the group and stood in front of Kaori.
"YOU! You made me lose my concentration!" he yelled at the small Japanese teen. She looked up at him with confidence.
"[Isn't payback a bitch?]" She smiled and wheeled off.
"What?! What she say?!" Psymon asked, obviously stressed, not knowing how to reply to Japanese.
"By the time you figure it out, she'll be on her feet and back on the slopes." Boris said, walking off with them, along with Fisher and the others. Leaving Psymon to wonder.
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(Now THIS is where it gets different!)
"Okay Kaori, now try to walk on your own!" Mr Pura and the physiotherapist said. Kaori took in a deep breath, looking around to the warm smiles of encouragement and hope, how could she let such faces down? Her heart didn't want to let them be disappointed, but her head thought otherwise. 'How can I do this?! I-I'm not ready yet! I-I can't do this yet! M-my back isn't s- strong enough yet!' Her face did not show what her mind was thinking however. 'What am I thinking? I can do this! I have to! If I want back on the slopes ever again I'll have to stand on my own two feet!' she used a lot of effort and placed one of her feet on the floor. The doctor's smiles widened slightly, however Kaori's face suddenly changed, her breathing became heavy and short as panic gripped her throat. She looked up.
"I-I'm sorry..." and with that she just pulled her leg back on to the wheel chair and relaxed.
"It's okay." The Doctor sighed. They had been trying to get her to stand for the best part of a few days now. "We can try again in a few days."
"I'm not sure why this is happening!" The Pony-tailed man commented, folding his arms. "She should have recovered from the physical trauma."
"But it's in her mind where the problem lies... She hasn't used her legs in a long time and it might be like trying to walk again." Mr Pura turned to the young boarder. "We will let you get some rest now, please try and get some sleep." The nurse moved her back in to her bed. And so she rested.
Later that evening she heard a call that woke her up. It was the middle of the night and she looked around to the door. A man was hurt, badly. Looking closer she realised who it was.
"Marty!" She shouted. Completely ignoring her back and what ever was connected to her at the time, she threw off her clovers and put two feet on the floor. Then it hit her for real as the cold harsh floor met her small and bare feet.
The panic set in again.
Her breathing became heavy, and her heart started to race at an alarming rate as her palms started to sweat a little. Then she realised something. Someone important was out there, and was hurt badly. Putting these thoughts at the top of her 'priority list' she became more determined than ever.
"3...2...1... Go!" She pushed her self up, and nearly fell flat on her face. But luckily there was a pole with her IV on it to grab a hold of. Slowly, surely, she made her way to the door. 'Okay, first part complete', she though, 'the next part is the difficult bit'. She reached down and threw the door open quickly. Marty turned around to her, completely fine, but with a little bit of red stuff on him, and at closer inspection it wasn't blood, but something else, probably a mix of ketchup and beetroot sauce. "Wha?" She asked, stunned.
"Hey it wasn't my idea." He said in his thick accent. He then pointed towards a man down the corridor. It was Mr Pura. He had a broad smile across his features as he walked closer.
"I am sorry Kaori, but we thought this was the only way." She scolded at him, before cursing in Japanese, and things I will not repeat here. "Whoa, calm down miss." He held his hands up defensively, trying to calm the petite woman down. "Do you realise what you are doing?" She paused from her 6 curses a second and looked at him in a cute, but very inquisitive way. "Standing! And walking on your own!" It took a few seconds to register, but it was true, she was walking. "The desire to help your friend forced you to start walking again. Congratulations! You have your legs back!" The doctor called, purely over joyed. It was a special occasion that someone regained his or her legs after something like that. Kaori didn't know whether to cry for ecstasy, or kill them because of the way they did it. Tears built up in her eyes a little as a smile crossed her face.
"Baka's."
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Kaori walked out of her room on the tour bus. It was a nice day down in Alaska. It had been a few months now and she was more confidant than ever. She breathed in the air and stretched, however a sudden twinge forced her back to reality. She quickly rubbed her back and laughed a little. It had been a month or two yes but her back was still a little weak, and as such she wasn't allowed on the slopes for another few weeks yet. She staggered over to the café. In there was the usual crowd, Mobey was terrorising fisher for no real reason, but since Boris wasn't there, he could do as he liked without risking his life. Zoë was talking to Seelia about something or other, and Marty was over in the Corner sitting on his own. Bouncing over, Kaori smiled at her friend.
"Konichi-wa!" She beamed. "Can I join you?" She asked, already sitting down.
"Err... sure." He replied, a small blush upon his face.
"How you today?" She asked, clumsily in English. Her smile like it was before the whole 'accident'. She was wearing baggy jeans and a loose, black t-shirt so it wasn't so restrictive on her back, but instead of her belt she wore light red braces so again it didn't press against her back. She didn't care if she looked like something out of an anime. In fact she liked it.
"I am fine, you?" She just nodded quickly. A nurse came over and poured her a coffee and left them.
"I come to say thank you." This threw Marty a bit and his expression proved this, making Kaori giggle. "Silly. Although I mad at you still, you helped with my legs." She smiled again, a genuine thankfulness that no one could match. She leaned over lightly and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, making the German blush to an excessive degree. Laughing again she stood up. "Bai-bai Marty-chan." She was about to walk off with her Coffee, but the young man grabbed her arm slightly.
"Err... K-Kaori? W-would you like to go to a M-movie or something?" Kaori just smiled and nodded, before continuing to walk off. Playing it cool.
Epilogue:
Later that Year, Kaori regained her Snowboarding standing and on her first time back to the slopes, she completed the Pirouette grind, and set a new record along with winning the gold, beating Psymon and becoming a fan boy's dream, much to the despair of Marty.
Marty also finished his trick book and gained the Uber board, though soon after he decided to take a year out to perfect his technique, though he would return better than ever so he could beat Kaori and Psymon. He did too, though not by much.
Brodi continued to board and helped with new riders having trouble on the circuits. Though he encountered one Zen art he was not familiar with, 'the Zen art of Slacking off'.
Psymon was still perplexed by what Kaori said and his standings continued to drop. He too has taken a year out to regain his 'lost' ability, though he refuses to believe Kaori's success lowered his confidence.
Zoë still is boarding, and despite is helping Psymon, is still on of the top boarders. She didn't take a year out, though she wishes she had. She's as short tempered as always.
JP was forced to take a year R&R because of his shoulder and his leg injury which he sustained earlier that year.
Luther has not changed at all, though be it he has become more to himself because of JP's absence.
Moeby spent the first few weeks in a coma from the tree incident but returned to the circuit half way through, against doctor's warnings.
Boris has been labelled a health hazard and was suspended from SSX for a month. His welcome return delighted fans and the first thing he did was to take out Moby who had been picking on fisher while he was away.
Fisher is as wacky as ever, being Boris' best friend and giving him advice, though his first bit of advises was a bit disastrous. He and Boris have been promoted to Veteran.
The rest of the boarders are unaffected and are still boarding like they always did.
The year is long,
But with the strong,
We continue on...
The End.
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I know this isn't very good, but it is better than the other ending. Take care people, and this is finally the end of this fic. I hope your now pleased. *Waves then walks away, his living Raziel plushie on his shoulder.*
Jedi-and