drabbles100 challenge; Kawamura-centric
theme # 35: sixth sense
Momo+Taka; G
"Thanks for doing this with me, Momo."
Momoshiro hears the quaver in Kawamura's voice and grins at his buddy.
"No problem, man! Only thing is, why'd you wait so long to start learning how to drive?"
Kawamura looks away.
"I…I was nervous, is all."
"There's nothing wrong with that, nothing!"
With a laugh, Momoshiro gently pushes Kawamura over to his sleek car (a gift for his eighteenth birthday) and unlocks the doors.
"This here is an automatic, but you'll still have to switch between the basic gears and stuff. You know how that works, right?"
A tense nod from Kawamura, and Momoshiro pulls the driver's door open. An idea occurs to him, and he pauses, still gripping the handle.
"Say, Taka-san… Your Burning Mode won't be an issue, what with the gear shift handle thing and everything?"
Kawamura opens his mouth, hesitates, and shakes his head firmly.
"It should be fine."
Somewhere in Momoshiro's mind, something is screaming 'don't trust him, you've seen what this guy can do, he is totally INSANE OH MY GOD,' but it is quickly suppressed by something else declaring 'ME HUNGRY.'
"Well then, go ahead and get in, Taka-san! Maybe you can drive us to the closest McDonalds," Momoshiro says with a chuckle.
Kawamura smiles and slides into the driver's seat.
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Twenty minutes later, the fire truck has just pulled up. An increasingly irritated police officer is interviewing Kawamura ("And then what happened?" "I, I don't know, I guess I just, uh—") while Momoshiro curls into a ball on the sidewalk and cries.