(a/n: yes this is another story. but it's more for relaxation purposes. for venting when i'm tired of school? possibly. for procrastinating? errr. for denial on tadashi's death? i can neither confirm nor deny your allegations.)
The Little Moments in Between
i: hiro and tadashi
PHYSICS 202. SHEPARD HALL.
Hiro: Dashi.
Hiro: Hey, Dashi.
Hiro: Daaaaaaaaaaaaashi. Ta-da-shiiiii. Yoooooooooo.
Tadashi: Hiro? What are you doing here?
Hiro: Uh, I'm enrolled in this class. Duh.
Tadashi: Hiro, this class has three prerequisites. Have you even taken 201? Or 102? Or 101, for that matter?
Hiro: Waiver tests are a beautiful thing, dearest brother.
Tadashi: How did you waive Physics 201?!
Hiro: Dunno. Guessed.
Tadashi: There's no multiple choice.
Hiro: Huh. Fancy that.
Tadashi: Unbelievable. And here you are, passing notes on the back of the syllabus, almost as if a fully digital interuniversity messaging system doesn't exist.
Hiro: Puh-lease. I don't want some ancient bald man from Roman times reading my notes.
Tadashi: I see your perception of the school administration is positive as ever.
Hiro: My love for them is like the square root of -1.
Tadashi: Ha. Ha. Ha. Pay attention, bonehead. The professor's starting his lecture.
Hiru: Meh. I bet he's old and boring.
...
Tadashi: Bored yet?
Tadashi: Hiro?
Tadashi: Heh. Knew it.
...
Hiro: Holy crap. My mind is blown.