"Oh!" Tenma said. "I have to tell them that we're coming!" He quickly pulled out his green phone from his lower left pocket.
Out of curiosity, Hikaru peeked behind the brunet from his seat. He watched as Tenma pushed some numbers and dialed it. "Who are you calling, Tenma?" he asked.
Tenma turned around and winked, "Someone who's in charge of the house. I need to tell them to-" 'open the gates.' was what he wanted to say. But, he didn't. Instead, the brunet blinked and averted his gaze over to his phone.
Hikaru was confused from his sudden halt. He was about to ask Tenma what's wrong when the midfielder spoke. "Oh, hi...it's me, Tenma!"
...Turns out, Tenma halted because the number he dialed just answered. Hikaru sweat-dropped, "O-Oh, so that's why."
But, the forward still had a question. "Someone who's in charge of the house? Who?" Hikaru mumbled in confusion. He wanted to ask, but Tenma was currently talking to that 'someone'. He also thought that it was rude to disturb other people's conversations. Long story short, Hikaru was just too kind and too thoughtful.
Having no other options, the first-year turned to Shinsuke, hoping that he knew the answer. The small defender noticed him, but he shrugged and shook his head. He didn't know either.
"-...Okay, we'll be there in 5 minutes. See you!"
Both of them focused back on Tenma. He just finished talking to 'someone'. But, something that Tenma said caught their attention. They were about to question the brunet when Nishiki suddenly burst behind them. The sudden approach made the first-years scream in shock.
"5 MINUTES? Tenma, did you hear what you just said?" Nishiki yelled. Tenma blinked at his senior.
"Y-Yeah. Is there a problem, Nishiki-senpai?" he asked innocently. "You do want to get out of here soon, right?"
Nishiki's eyebrow twitched, "T-That's right, but still...! 5 minutes is just too fast!"
"Oh, so you want to go slower?"
"Wha-No! I want to go faster!"
"But, you said that 5 minutes is too fast."
"Yes! I-I mean, no! I mean...! ARGH!" Nishiki yelled in frustration. " I meant that it's not possible...!" Everyone sweat-dropped at the duo's awkward conversation. But, still. Nishiki should've explained it a little better.
Tenma was even more confused. He didn't have the slightest idea about where this 'conversation' was going. "Not possible? What do you mean, Nishiki-senpai?"
Nishiki sighed deeply. "Just look at our situation!" The second-year spread his arms wide.
"The rain's getting harder and the fog's getting thicker! That just made our limited vision even more limited!" Tenma had a feeling that sentence could be corrected, but he let it be. This was Nishiki after all.
"It's all right, Nishiki-senpai," Tenma said reassuringly. "I know the way. I was raised here, after all." He winked at the senior in front of him. The latter just stared at him dumbfounded.
Tenma smiled once more and stood up. The brunet walked over to the front, where Furukabu was. Apparently, the driver was trying in vain to get a better view of the road. Tenma sighed, "Furukabu-san."
Furukabu blinked when he heard his name and turned around. "Oh, Tenma-kun! What is it?" Tenma's eyes softened, "How about if we go to my house? We can take shelter there." The old driver smiled widely. "Really?"
"Yeah," the brunet nodded. "It's fine." Furukabu sighed in relief. He then gripped the steering wheel, "All right, then! Where's your house, Tenma-kun?" The latter chuckled at his behavior and bend forward. "OK, my house is at-"
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The Truth Behind His Smile
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] Tenma is always smiling around everyone, giving them courage and hope. So no one expected him to have very dark secrets. What will happen when they found out about it, tried to confront it, and also learn about his past?
