Author's Note: I must say, this is my second favorite pairing next to Kai/Miguel and there is simply not enough out there! I've wanted to write this pairing for a while.... I hope it's not too atrocious or anything. Should I write more of this pairing? I kinda had fun with it. haha. PLEASE, review this one. I beg you. I need to know if I should continue writing Hiro/Kai, or just give up. haha.

Disclaimer: OH come on, every single time, you make me go through torture admitting this... I don't own it!

Kai gripped his seat tightly and squeezed his eyes shut. It was times like these when he hated G-rev with a passion. They were on the smallest plane Kai had ever been on and about half an hour into the flight, there were at least three babies that had been screaming since take-off, and his entire team was singing, okay more like screeching, at the top of their lungs and horribly off-key. The migraine Kai had boarding the flight after spending two hours in a bus to the airport with his team had magnified, and now he just wanted someone to hit him over the head with a sledge-hammer.

"Are you alright?" Kai turned, slightly surprised to find that Hiro had decided to occupy the vacant seat next to him.

"I'm fine," Kai sighed, but winced as Tyson and Daichi tried to hit a particularly high note at full volume.

"You don't look fine," Hiro retorted. "What's wrong? Are you ill?"

"I have a migraine, no medication, and of course when I have a migraine I have extreme sensitivity to sound, most specifically pitch and volume. I can't handle loud, and I can't handle high pitches. Combine them, and you might as well kill me and put me out of my misery. Actually, can you do that? Please?" Kai whimpered as Tyson screeched behind him.

Hiro reached into his bag and handed Kai a pair of headphones, and smiled as Kai gave him a confused look. "They're supposed to block out sound so all you hear is the music. I won't plug them in, though, don't worry about that. Just try them. You'll at least hear less of what you're having to deal with now."

Kai glanced at the headphones warily, until suddenly it seemed like the volume in the plane increased. Children were talking loudly to their parents, the babies were crying, and a few random passengers had joined in with G-rev in their mindless singing, if it could really be called singing. The combinations of the sound brought tears to Kai's eyes it hurt so badly, and he quickly pulled the headphones on. The sound wasn't completely gone, but it was much more bearable and he sunk into his seat with relief.

Hiro lifted the divider between them and pulled Kai against him gently. Kai looked up, startled and confused. Wordlessly, Hiro guided Kai's head to his chest and closed his eyes. Kai smiled, before gripping Hiro's shirt and drifting off to sleep.

Half way through the plane ride, the flight attendants began making their way up and down the aisles asking if anyone needed anything. When a man approached Hiro and Kai with the cart, he sent a jealous glance at Hiro before asking if he needed anything. Hiro smirked and declined, fighting off the urge to laugh at the waves of envy he felt from the man.

Hiro looked down at Kai, who remained sound asleep. Most people had a calm, peaceful look on their face when they slept. Hiro had walked into Kai's room enough times to wake him up to get help controlling G-Rev that he knew what Kai looked like when he slept. Kai was one of those people with the peaceful expression. At least, most of the time.

Right now, Kai's expression was clearly one of discomfort. It wasn't outright pain, but it wasn't calm either. The thought that Kai was even slightly uncomfortable made Hiro frown. He gently ran a hand through Kai's hair, pleased as he felt Kai lean into the touch in his sleep.

He's been with all of G-Rev for the last year, occasionally training them when Kai needed a break. Over that time, he's fallen for Kai. Hard. And it's driving him insane! Perhaps he needs to look up a good mental institution.

Hiro was jolted out of his thoughts when he felt a tug on his shirt. He looked down and saw Kai had his shirt in a death grip, this time with an obvious look of pain on his face. Hiro stroked his cheek gently, wincing when he felt the heat of Kai's skin. He continued stroking Kai's hair, wishing there was something he could do, for the remainder of the flight.

Upon landing, Hiro tried and failed to wake Kai. He quickly asked a flight attendant for assistance with their luggage, before lifting Kai into his arms and carrying him off the plane. Mr. Dickenson graciously offered to have the cab already waiting for G-Rev take Kai and Hiro to the hotel, while the rest of them caught another. Hiro nodded in agreement, and soon after Kai and Hiro were on their way to the hotel, Kai still asleep.

Hiro was relieved to discover he was sharing a room with Kai when they arrived at the hotel. At least that way he could watch over Kai and make sure no one else bothered him. Hiro carried Kai up to their room, and was startled to find out there was only one bed. Granted it was the biggest bed Hiro had ever seen, but still it was only one bed.

Hiro laid Kai in the middle of the bed and went to the bathroom to get a cool washcloth. He gently laid it on Kai's forehead, before pulling a chair up next to the bed and sitting down. There was no freaking way he was going to just clime onto the bed with Kai. He didn't want to risk castration of Kai took it the wrong way.

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Kai woke up slowly, totally confused. He opened his eyes, and realized he didn't recognize his surroundings. Why the hell was he in a bed? Last thing he remembered was…

Kai turned and froze, spotting Hiro sitting in a chair next to the bed. He was asleep, resting his head on his arms which were folded on the bed. Suddenly the memories of the plane ride and his migraine came back to him, and Kai smiled a bit. Kai frowned though, as confusion took over him again.

Hiro hadn't had a problem letting Kai lean on him on the plane, and he must have carried Kai off the plane and into their room. So why was he in the chair? The bed was certainly big enough. Kai blushed at that thought. He'd developed quite a crush on Hiro. He just wished his feelings were returned, but Kai had given up on that dream a long time ago. Hiro was handsome, incredibly so, and even had those incredibly muscular arms that Kai found so incredibly hot. Everything about Hiro oozed confidence, a confidence Kai wished he had. Who was he kidding? Hiro would never want a weak, defenseless, broken guy like him.

Kai hugged himself at that thought, squeezing his eyes shut. Kai desperately wished he was more like his fellow Russians, the Blitzkrieg Boys. Spencer had Robert, Bryan had Brooklyn, and Tala had King. They had all managed to find someone to love them despite everything they had gone through. They all managed to find someone they could take care of and protect.

Perhaps that was his problem. The other Russians were the dominant type, the type that needed someone that they could care for and protect. Kai on the other hand wasn't like that at all. When they were in the abbey the others had taken care of him and watched over him, not the other way around. Sure he had played referee for them quite a bit, but that wasn't even close to being the same thing.

Kai hugged himself tighter, glancing at Hiro again. He wanted to be in those arms again, so badly. He would have given anything to have Hiro return his feelings. Kai knew that he needed someone to be there for him, to heal the wounds, to protect him. He desperately wanted Hiro to be that someone, but it didn't matter what he wanted. That particular dream was one that would never come true.

Kai nearly jumped a foot in the air when he felt Hiro pulling him close. Kai melted into the embrace, despite how hard he tried not to.

"What's wrong?" Hiro whispered against his ear. "Do you still have a migraine?" Kai shook his head, before leaning into Hiro more. Hiro frowned at that. "Then what's wrong?" When Kai didn't answer, Hiro held Kai tighter. "Please, Kai, tell me what's wrong. I love you, please let me help you."

Kai tensed, and looked up at Hiro with wide eyes. "What did you say?" he asked nervously, afraid he'd heard wrong. Hiro gave him a confused look. "You love me?"

Hiro's eyes went wide. He didn't realize he'd said it. He was about to deny saying it, when he caught the look in Kai's eyes. He was terrified. That look nearly tore Hiro apart. "Yes, Kai," Hiro whispered, placing a hand on Kai's cheek gently. "I love you." Feeling a bit bolder, he leaned in and captured Kai's lips, giving him a slow and gentle kiss.

Kai clung to Hiro even after the kiss broke, and looked up at him. He then leaned into Hiro, burying his face in Hiro's chest. Hiro's arms wound themselves around Kai's back, pulling him into Hiro's lap. "I love you, Hiro," Kai whispered.

"I love you too, Kai," Hiro replied, kissing the top of Kai's head. "You look tired. Go back to sleep; I'll watch over you."

Kai nodded, nuzzling into Hiro and closing his eyes. Hiro smiled at the peaceful smile that graced Kai's beautiful face. It had been a while since Hiro saw him look that happy, that content. Hiro made a vow to not let anything happen to Kai ever again. He picked Kai up and laid him on the bed, before climbing onto the bed himself and pulling the covers over the both of them. He pulled Kai into his arms, and kissed him one last time before he too drifted off to sleep.