For TpTigger, on her birthday. The Mio that makes a brief appearance is
Suzuki Mio of Kamen Rider Kiva.
A Minute Soreness
It wasn't hard to ignore the bruises from the recent battle. Or rather,
it was, but Trent ignored them anyway, or at least tried to as he
walked down the street. They weren't serious, nothing that he'd have to
go to a hospital over. Besides, Hayley and Doctor O had a lot of
experience bandaging Rangers up and making sure that things healed a
little faster. Making sure that they could fight when they needed to.
Trent thought it was far better than when he'd been evil. But then
again, most things were.
He remembered when he was under the DinoGem's control, sparring with
the Tyrannodrones under his father's supervision. Or at least his
father had been watching; the man had made it plenty clear that while
Mesogog was pleased at having Trent on his side, Anton Mercer had
wished that his foster son had been kept out of the war. Trent had been
responsible for taking care of his own wounds then; Mesogog and the
others could care less if he was wounded, not that the White Ranger had
cared much anyway. Needing to be bandaged up was for weaklings, as far
as he'd been concerned.
It was so much better to be on the good guys' side, no longer like
that. He was amazed at how much more support he got, and he'd found
that he'd needed it. Not that it was too bad at home; the few times
Anton Mercer was there and in control of himself, he proved to be no
slouch in the bandaging department.
Still, it had led more than one teacher to ask if he'd been abused, he
mused as he turned the corner. He winced as he collided with someone,
the bruise on his arm - the result of an overzealous Tyrannodrone -
reminding him it was still there with a vengeance.
The girl that he'd run into looked at him with wide eyes. "I'm sorry,"
she managed, though her words were heavily accented. She added
something in her own language, motioning at the bruise, and then a "You
okay?". He gave her a reassuring smile.
"Nope, you didn't hurt anything," he told her. He'd had far worse
things happen to him, he wanted to add, but he was sure she wouldn't
understand. People in his own city, his own country, didn't understand.
Why would this visitor, probably from Japan from her words, understand?
"Mio?" a woman called and the girl looked over, joining the people
she'd apparently been with. Her family, probably, siblings from their
ages. She bowed slightly and they were on their way. A fleeting contact.
Just as the bruise on his arm would be fleeting. His Ranger healing
would take care of it, if Hayley and Doctor O didn't. It was one of the
advantages to being a Ranger; nothing was forever, at least no injury.
It made high school so much easier that way.
Smiling at the tourists as they continued on, he stopped thinking of
the bruise and thanked everything once again that he was with people
that could help him, were there for him, and made sure he got through
It was great having friends.
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