I went to Onward today and got sunburn.

I hate sunburn.

To Hofund: Sorry, no one will be eating poop for dinner for a month (ww) That's gonna kill me and I don't want to die

To ppl who are confused about my SST story, there is a huge background, which is a sort of one huge headcanon. Pls, discard any questions about it for now. If I had time, I would continue writing it, as I have everything planned out (well most of it is somewhat improvised), but alas, graduation from school is upon me.

"Where's the sunscreen?" Tsurugi had asked Tenma when they arrived in Okinawa, after setting down their bags.

It was summer break, and while a select few people of the Raimon team had gone off Japan to travel to other places (Tenma knew that Kirino, Shindou, and Sangoku had traveled to Korea), Tenma would visit his parents in Okinawa every summer.

This time, he was allowed to bring his friends. He brought over Tsurugi, Shinsuke, Hikaru, Kariya, and Aoi. It was a lot, but the more friends he had, the more fun summer break would be, right?

In the truest sense, Tsurugi didn't really want to go, since he had the palest skin of the whole team, and pale skin plus the burning summer sun really didn't mix at al

Then he realized that it's been so long since he visited Okinawa, he only remembered that he was staying with his relative while his parents were away, and his dear brother in the hospital.

"It has to be in my bag, Tsurugi. Can you check?" the midfielder informed. Tsurugi nodded and searched through Tenmas bag. He pulled up a rather interesting object.

'A volleyball?' Tsurugi mentally questioned. 'Well, makes sense. You can't exactly play soccer in the sand..' his words trailed off. Tsurugi would ask Tenma about it later, right now, he's looking for something important.

He pulled out quite a few objects, commenting about them.

'Why does he have a pencil case? Oh, for this journal. He should label this thing more vaguely...' Tsurugi put the journal back before his own curiosity got the better of him. Tenma was his best friend (and they fought seven times that month, but that's besides the matter), he doesn't want to destroy that friendship.

'A white blanket, how cute...A towel, some shampoo and conditioner...huh, is that how his hair is like that?' Brfore the navy haired striker put back the hair products that were in a ziploc bag, he saw the brand of shampoo.

'He uses the same brand as me...'

He searched throughout the bag and brought out four plushies.

'Is this... a rilakkuma plush? What's with this rabbit one? And this sheep one? Does Tenma collect these? Well...this horse is kinda cute."

"Ah!" Tsurugi heard a yelp from behind him.

"P-put those back, Tsurugi!" Tenma flustered quite pathetically.

"Hn." He put them back. "Oi, Tenma, are you sure you packed sunscreen?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, I did. There should be a bottle of it in there." Tenma helped Tsurugi look through his bag.

"Huh?" Tenmas voice was in a strange pitch. "W-what?"

"What's the matter, Tenma?" The older boy questioned. "Is there something wrong?"

Tsurugi had a bad inkling feeling about it, but he couldn't let his own intuition make assumptions. Besides, Tenma isn't as clumsy to forget something as important as-

"I FORGOT!" Tenma suddenly blurted out. He turned to Tsurugi, embarassed and red.

"I-I'm sorry Tsurugi." He figeted around, not making eye contact with the older boy. "I-I promise I'll buy you some when-"

"You forgot?" Tsurugi questioned simply.

"H-huh?" Tenma stammered. "T-tsurugi...you're...you're not...mad?"

"How can I?" Tsurugi asked. "It's typical of you to forget." He sighed.

Tenmas cheeks puffed and he pouted. "What's that supposed to mean!?"

Tsurugi only smirked. "Nothing."

The young midfielders pout grew even more, but he got tired of pouting, so he shrugged and took the aforementioned volleyball out of the bag.

"Come on, Tsurugi, lets play volleyball!"

"Mmmnn. No"

Maybe Tsurugi doesn't forgive Tenma for shrinking all the shirts ww