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#1 "A snowstorm during a hot night"

PART 1

When I was a kid and watched superheroes on TV, one of them asked "What gives you happiness?" He said he would never retire until he knew what it was.... But after all, no one knows the real answer to that question.

Around five in the morning, in one of the houses standing on the hillside, the side door with a ramp attached at its foot opened. A boy with red hair, that was keep out of his eyes up by the navy blue headband, stood at the door and in one swift movement jumped on his skateboard and skated down the ramp, straight into the street, that was still lit by the lanterns.

Everyone has a different opinion on this matter.

As he glided along Okinawa's many streets, the rubber wheels of the boy's skateboard, combined with the cold asphalt, made a distinctive crunching sound that only stopped when the skateboard broke away from the ground.

To be popular in general.

Be popular with the girls.

Get into a good school.

To be respected.

To be able to help people.

Tapping the board into the air again, he turned it with his foot along the narrower edge three hundred and sixty degrees, missing the high curb in the process.

I'm sure that's what makes others happy, but unfortunately none of these things make me happy.

He landed on it's back again, riding further down the pavement.

For me it's skateboarding that's bringing me happiness—

"Wo-how...!" the boy wobbled, unprepared for the possible blocking of the board's wheel by a crack in the pavement. With frantic movements of his hands, he tried to regain his balance. It took a good while, but eventually he managed to win this unbalanced battle with gravity.

It was close..., he breathed out a sigh of relief, but his momentary inattention could do him no good.

"Gwah!" because unknown to him his skateboard lead him once again on the street's asphalt and in the next second, the red haired boy felt the back of his knees collide unexpectedly with some metal surface. His board ride out from under his feet and stop a few feet away. His body, on the other hand, spread out on the hood of the Polestar 1's bonnet like a starfish "H-hy...?" the sudden collision disoriented him slightly and he took a moment to collect his thoughts.

"Reki!" the driver's door opened hurriedly and worried voice of a well-known doctor from the nearby clinic reached the boy's ears "Are you all right?"

"Oh, onee-san, hey..." still slightly disoriented, Reki raised his head as clatter of heels hitting the asphalt sounded from the side of his feet. In his view appeared heart-shaped face of a blonde-haired woman with extremely young features, whose blue eyes could put the daytime sky itself to shame "Yeah, that... It's nothing. Everything is ok..."

"That's the pity" he easily recognized from her facial muscles movements that her worry about his condition had turned into pure irritation in a split of second "How many times can you be told to be careful? Especially at this hour?" the disgruntled flick of her tongue against his palate was followed by a nasal sigh. The blonde began massaging her throbbingly pain-ridden temples, visibly tired of repeating one and the same thing to the teenager. Her long hair, tied up in a thick braid, bounced delicately on the cold breeze.

"Well, probably a lot I guess, heh..." Reki rose his body to a sitting position, wiping his forehead with his hand. Noticing a mistake in his behaviour, he looked everywhere to avoid woman's reprimanding gaze.

"Do you know how many times per day I have to deal with hit-and-run cases at the hospital?" like a mother reprimanding her child, the blue-eyed woman slammed the door of the car aggressively and with disapproval painted on her delicate features, she move in front of the boy "I don't want to see you there one day, Reki"

"...You won't see me there..." Reki said those words as quietly as he could, not sure how his companion would react when they reached her ears. But she apparently heard them anyway, as she deepened her already intense gaze even further.

"You are very lucky that you have met me and not some—" before she could finish her thought, as if on cue, a black sedan car appeared from behind a busy street two streets away with a squeal of tyres. Its owner, together with a few other passengers, with a wild laughter moved up the street, not even thinking for a moment about slowing down, despite being in a built-up area "Exactly. A madman" without looking away from the teenager, the blonde crossed her arms under her breasts and raised one eyebrow, as if to ask him non-verbally if he had looked carefully at the evidence of the seriousness of her statement.

"Heh, well, I admit it. I'm sorry..." he bowed his head with a beaten dog's face, scratching his nape nervously "I will be careful next time"

"You always say that, you liar" standing in front of the bonnet of the car, she leaned toward the boy, that at first seemed surprised but not much later has started feigning indignation with a bewildered face.

"But now it's for real!"

"Yeah, sure. I believe you" straightening her back, the woman rolled her eyes and unclasped her hands. Her feet, trapped in black stiletto heels, brought her closer to the skateboard, which then she grasped in her tiny hands "By the way. How are your little sisters? Did the medicine I prescribed worked?

"Yes! Saying 'it worked' is an understatement! Thanks to your remedy it was already much better by the next day!" the boy smiled widely and joyfully, springing his legs as he jumped from the bonnet of the kombi. He approached the blonde with a leap in his steps "Everyone could finally get a good night's sleep because my sisters weren't crying anymore"

"It's good to hear" a gentle smile appeared on the woman's lips as she handed the object into the owner's own hands. She slipped her already free hand between the boy's unruly red curls and stroked them affectionately "But now I believe you should keep going, shouldn't you? Oka-san is probably getting impatient waiting for you, and 'S' starts in exactly half an hour."

"Holly cow! Really?" the same hand she had used to brush his hair a moment ago, was now positioned in front of his face so that he could freely check the time on the watch fastened on the wrist. Once he had succeeded in doing so, an expression of horror appeared on his face, after which he almost immediately jumped on the board and set off towards the designated spot "Here I go then!"

"Just be more careful out there! Don't end up like last time!" the blond-haired woman approached the car door, not even for a moment taking her blue eyes off the boy.

"Sure!" he replied without turning back, raising only a thumb up above his head. The woman, on the other hand, let out an amused breathy laugh through her red lipstick-painted lips and nodded slightly. She stood like that for a long moment with her hand leaning against the roof of the car, beating a rhythm with her fingers against the metal until her young friend disappeared behind the corner of the building.

"I'm keeping my fingers crossed..." she reached for the handle, but before she could pull it, she felt an unpleasant shiver run down her spine. It was as if her body was warning her of someone's unwanted gaze focused on her. With a sudden movement of her head, she looked behind herself and started checking nervously her surroundings, which were still covered in darkness. Although this was not the first time she had felt she was being watched, she always had the same feeling at such a moment - helplessness. Like helpless prey, unable to see the predator lurking in the darkness, ready to attack.

Oh, come on girl... Instead of standing like this, you should get out of here as soon as possible...

Seeing no one, she swallowed her saliva with difficulty and, wanting to get rid of this horrible feeling as soon as possible, she got into the car.

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"And yet we see each other again"

The regular tapping of the black heels of the irritated woman was in itself a reminder to the battered boy standing before her. She didn't even have to ask him about the outcome of the race. His expression alone, his swollen hand and the general state of his clothes told her everything.

"Well, I know, but it's not my fault, okey?" with the most glummy expression she'd ever seen, Reki walked over to the medical coach standing to the side of the desk, dragging his feet behind himself. Without thinking much, he ploped down on it and hunged his sick hand down over the edge "It's just that... Shadow used those lousy tricks of his and you know..."

"It's never your fault, Reki" he woman sighed heavily, rising from the swivel chair. Watching his companion markily out of the corner of his eyes as she just approached a series of glass cabinets lined up against the wall, he paid particular attention to her limping gait. It wasn't the first time he'd caught himself observing her ailing leg, but every time in the past he'd asked her the reason for the injury she'd quickly dismissed his curiosity with a wave of her hand. She always avoided this topic like a fire, so he decided not to start it this time also knowing that he would not get a concrete answer anyway "And yet you always let yourself be carried away by your emotions and you always end up here"

"If you're insinuating that I'm a hothead, then you're wrong, Carly-onee-san" the red-haired boy pouted.

"We definitely see things differently" she sighed shrugging her shoulders and opening the glass door with the key hanging around her neck. Retrieving a bandage, medical forceps and scissors from the cupboard, she reached into the drawer below for a vial of saline and gauze "You may claim that you skateboard for fun, but nevertheless there's always something that drives you to do your best... And you proved it with your performance today, for example"

"What do you mean?" Reki raised himself to a sitting position, looking at his companion questioningly. Without bothering to close the open piece of furniture, the woman turned back to her patient on the heels of her shoes.

"I mean that if it was indeed as you claim then you would have simply laughed Shadow off and not challenged him to a beef" with a slow step she approached the boy and began to put away the necessary assortment on the metal treatment table. Finishing up, she pulled the office chair over to the bad and sat down on it, with a heavy sigh "Sometimes I really get the feeling that you're covering yourself with this whole 'fun' of yours just because you're not sure of your skills"

"That's not the reason..."

"That is clearly the reason, Reki" Carly said firmly furrowing her eyebrows. A look of regret than graced her features, which only start to deepen with every second of gazing at the sullen face of the red-haired one "but" finally, she forced her lips to curve into a serene smile as she lifted the amber-eyed boy's lowered chin with a index finger "Don't worry about it and remember that you are an amazing skater in my eyes, and I will always be your number one fan"

"It's good to know that at least you think of me that way..." she extended her hand out in front of her in anticipation of his, which he immediately put in her, without the slightest problem receiving the message she was sending with that gesture. The blonde got down to work almost immediately.

"But now you at least know what tactics Shadow uses during the beef" rolling up the sleeve of the teen's sweatshirt, she took the time to glance at him from under her eyebrows. She was glad he wasn't looking straight at her at that moment, because she wasn't even trying to hide her true emotions that had just tugged at her heartstrings. Although there was still a gentle smile on her lips, deep compassion flashed in her eyes.

"Unfortunately I found out it the hard way" her eyes focused back on clining and sanitising the scratches on the boy's forearm.

"And now to avoid another accident you must find a way to escape these 'lousy tricks' of his" she decided to change the subject slightly, while focusing even more on cleaning and disinfecting the bigger wound. Once finished, she reached for a bandage and, placing one end of it on her companion's arm, she began to efficiently wrap it around it.

"Better said than done—Ow!" the boy ended his statement with a groan of pain as, with an expressionless face, Carly mercilessly tightened the bandage on his ailing limb.

"If this is how you would always approach things, you'll never develop your skills" he breathed a sigh of relief when she finally loosened the material, continuing to wrap it around his injured wrist a lot moredelicately "You need to start learning from your losses because—"

"I know, I know" he muttered under his breath, looking away. The woman, who had been interrupted in mid-sentence, merely looked at him expectantly "Losing is part of winning, because it gives us knowledge that we can use later to win"

"Exactly, and by the way, one should not be impatient either, Reki" a smile full of maternal warmth crept onto her lips "Once you master this, victory will come to you on its own"

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