Prologue: Heavy Rain
"The rain to the wind said,
You push and I'll pelt.'
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged-though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt."
― Robert Frost
Tadashi Hamada had always loved the rain. Even as it pelted the windshield, the heavy rhythm was hypnotic, white noise to aid his imagination. It wasn't often that he got this kind of relaxation. Especially with...
"Oh, Hiro! Don't take that apart, that's your brother's!" Cathy Hamada chided her younger son from the passenger seat. "Tadashi, take your robot away before Hiro ruins it."
The ten year old lazily lifted his forehead from the chilly window and peaked at the toddler next to him. Hiro had indeed gotten a hold of his toy robot, and was attempting to unscrew the head. The three year old ceased his tinkering and fixed his huge brown eyes on his brother in an obvious attempt to feign innocence. Tadashi simply smiled and ran his hand's through the birds nest that was Hiro's hair.
"It's alright mom. Hiro is better with my toys than I am."
"Dashi, no! You fingers is getting' caught in da tangles!" Hiro protested in diction far advanced for his age.
"Well, maybe if you brushed your hair..."
"Nooooo!"
"Boys! Please! It's a small car!" Their father laughed from behind the wheel.
"Sorry, Dad." Tadashi responded.
"Dashi started it!" Hiro called. Tadashi gasped in mock betrayal.
"I can't believe you would sell me out like that." Hiro simply stuck out his tongue and went back to fiddling with the robot that did not belong to him in the first place, and Tadashi was left alone with the rain once more. With a small shake of his head, the elder brother returned to his daydreams. All was peaceful for the moment. For the last time in a long while.
"Toushiro! Look out!" He heard his mother shriek. Mom was usually so calm, why would she yell? Dark eyes shot open, and were met with a blinding light. Before Tadashi's mind could even register just what was happening, he was strained against the seat-belt in an attempt to throw himself over his younger brother's car seat. There was light, mom was yelling, there was danger, and he had to protect Hiro.
More yelling, tires squealing, and a new sound: the clash of metal on metal. A sickening crunch and the steady heavy beat of the rain, wrapping his arms tightly around Hiro and darkness. That was all he could remember after that.
Tadashi Hamada has hated the rain ever since.
A/N: Well this took me long enough. But here it is! The BH6/Heavy Rain AU! I just want to give a shoutout to ghosticles on tumblr, who's fanart inspired me to write this.(If you want to check it out, I put the link on my bio!) This is my first huge fic, I've only ever done oneshots before so i'm super intimidated. That being said, I already have the plot mapped out in messy notes, I just have to write/type it all out in coherent sentences. I'm not gonna make any promises with updating, it's probably going to be inconsistent. But I am going to finish this if it kills me.