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"Tenma, why do you have to go?" A young girl asks, tears prickling off her cheeks.

"I have to go." Tenma answered.

"Tenma! Come back, or I'll surely haunt you down and gonna bloody-ly murder you myself!" A boy taunted.

"I think before you can do that, I might do it first." Tenma chuckled slightly.

"Tenma will come back, you idiota. And, if he didn't, I'm just gonna drag him back myself." Another boy smirks, pushing up his glasses.

"I'll come back in a year or two, yah know." Tenma smiled.

"Te-chan!" A girly looking boy threw his body at Tenma. "Tatsuki!"

"Don't take Tenma by yourself!" One shouted.

"Tatsuki...Minna.." Tenma muttered.

"Be sure to come back okay!" Tatsuki smiled brightly.

"Of course I will." Tenma smirks.

"After all, Italy is my only home!"

...

*RING*

*RING*

Tenma's eyes flutters open, he sat up, stretching his arms.

"Such a nostalgic dream..." he mutters.

Tenma stood up, wearing a more comfortable outfit for training.

He silently went down, it was 1:00 am, Aki is surely not awake by this time.

Tenma smiled, feeling the soothing yet chilly cold air of the night.

There was no light, no sun, no lantern for the night.

It was perfect.

He ran to the field, with a soccer ball in hand.

He loved playing with the others, but, he liked to play with them more.

But, he'll have to wait for a year or two before seeing them once again.

He played the ball for a minute or two.

Now deciding that his warm up is enough, he kicked the ball in the air.

He jump towards it as well.

"Vento Che Brucia." He mutters.

Tenma's eyes glowed red.

He kicked the ball, it spun and creating a wind vortex, and flames came out as well.

It destroyed the goal.

He smirks.

Well, it was a good thing he hadn't rusted yet.

With all the child plays he's doing.

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