Katie: Well hello there lovely Big Hero Six fandom! So that movie pretty much ruined my life and now I'm complete Tadashi Hamada trash—like literally complete trash. (I even role-play has him on tumblr ... shout out to all the crazy tumblr role-players!). Anyway my trash self isn't important right now, what is important is this story I've decided to write. This is how I would've liked Tadashi to be saved, and this will probably turn into a multi-chapter story as long as you guys actually like it. As far as shipping goes *cuddles Tadashi because I'm trash* I'm very open minded to ships. So if there is a certain pairing you'd like to see included in this story please let me know—otherwise this is definitely porbably going to lead to some guilty hamadacest/hidashi. I've no shame and if you don't like it, don't read it. It is truly that simple.

I don't own Big Hero Six and honestly that's probably a good thing because I don't think Disney needs incest — that would surely ruin their image!


A short silence fell between the brothers, pulling them into a comfortable atmosphere. Most, if not all, abnormally quiet moments Hiro Hamada felt left him shifting awkwardly while he tried to conjure up words to fill the gap. This was not most times. A warm fuzzy sensation seeped up his back, taking hold of his whole torso. The young boy genius felt genuinely happy and content in this peacefully silent scene. If he were honest most times he shares with Tadashi give him this same feeling of security and joy. Everything seemed brighter somehow, the colors in the sky, the smile adorning Tadashi's face, and somehow—Hiro himself.

—"You're really going to like it, Hiro." Tadashi promises, breaking the blissful silence they were previously reveling in. "I know you're going to do something great—be someone great." He nods, staring out hard at the sky, his thoughts so very far away from the view.

Hiro's hands reach out and grip the gray railing in front of him, not bothering to look over at his older brother. The youngest Hamada wasn't sure if he could handle the determined, prideful look painting his brothers face. He didn't want to start crying like a baby, Hiro knew he would never hear the end of it. "Yeah—I know." He replies casually instead, steeling his voice over to hide the roller coaster of happiness he was feeling. "I bet I'll come up with better, cooler inventions then you!" Hiro declares suddenly, turning his face to look at Tadashi.

Tadashi smiled vaguely, shifting his gaze to meet Hiro's eyes. "I bet you will too." He says softly, knowing all too well just how brilliant his little brother truly is. He always knew Hiro was smarter; full of more potential, but Tadashi made his peace with that a long time ago.

The shorter boy stopped, frowning lightly at his big brother. A reply danced on Hiro's tongue, begging to be released. By the time he worked out the perfect sentence, a loud siren squealed out and stole their serenity in one wretched breath. Hiro's heart leaped into his throat, pounding furiously in his ear. Tadashi twisted around on his heel, looking frantically at his brother before dashing toward the noise without so much as a 'run'. Immediately he followed his brother's lead—it was a natural response for Hiro.

A fire blazed angrily, heat licking at them upon their arrival. Dozens of people rushed from the building chaotically, all charred and covered in dark ash. A woman half limped from the scene and Tadashi helped her, gripping her forearm for support. "Are you alright?" He inquired, brown eyes light with urgency and something foreign that Hiro had trouble placing.

"Y-yes—"She meekly replied, nodding her head in a feeble attempt to make herself believe that she finally was. "—but the professor is still in there!" She gasps out, as if just remembering it for the first time.

Tadashi nods, starring hard at the burning building. "Get out of here!" He tells her, releasing her arm. The woman takes off again, running despite whatever injury she happened to have inflicted on her. Likewise, Tadashi runs closer to the building, Hiro at his tail. Being this close to the flames made their faces and torsos burn, sweat building on the back of their necks. Hiro couldn't handle the heat and took a sharp step back, his body acting on its own accord.

The new silence that fell between them was a different kind, somber and hard. Nothing about the rush in Hiro's spine was peaceful or serene. The dark smoke rising from the building took over his whole sight, churning everything into a dark rendition of its previous self. "Tadashi—" Hiro began, his voice pleading. He already knew what his brother was thinking, and suddenly this was the scariest moment he had faced in his entire life. Before he had the chance to speak again, his brother was rushing forward without bothering to look over his shoulder at the terribly frightened Hiro Hamada.

The second he saw Tadashi move, his body reacted with vigor. Hiro bolted after him and grabbed his arm tightly, fear stricken. "Tadashi!—" He said, this time louder and more urgent. "What are you doing?!"

—"Somebody has to help." Tadashi said, practically begging his brother to let go of his arm. Hiro blinked and unconsciously loosened his grip. That was all he needed. Tadashi pulled his arm from Hiro's grasp and dashed up the stairs, his favorite ball cap falling of his head and landing on the ground. It takes a split second of staring at the fallen hat for Hiro to react.

The adolescences' eyes go wide, brimming with unshed tears. "Tadashi!"Hiro hears himself shout and feels his feet move after his brother, the heat increasing tenfold as he enters the building. He seeks out Tadashi with his eyes, calling out to get his attention again, "Tadashi!"

The oldest Hamada brother whips around when he hears his brother so close in the burning building. "Hiro, get out of here now!" He demands, rushing back over to the entrance doors where his brother is firmly rooted in his spot. "GO!"

"I'm not going without you!" Hiro deadpans, his face hot and eyes aggravated form the smoke steaming around them. Tadashi blinks, an internal battle going on inside his mind. Both of their hearts' beat rapidly, blood rushing into their ears and causing their heads to ache. "I'm not going to be the last one." The shorter boy says his voice breaking and a sob sticking to the inside of his throat.

Tadashi's shoulders droop, his eyes and facial expression falling flat. All his plucky heroicness seeped out of him like a drain. He doesn't bother speaking, instead he grabs Hiro's arm and sprints back out of the building. Together they exit the flames, an explosion happening at their backs. The pressure pushes them both forward and off the steps, smashing both of their faces into the rigid cement. Both of their ears rang, shot by the loud blast.

Everything started to go black around him, Hiro remembers, but he had just enough time to look at his brother beside him—breathing.


Katie: Well that's all for now, I'll be seeing you guys shortly! For now please read, review, follow, favorite and all of that good stuff! I'd be bonkers without it!

-Obviously the dialog is different but that's a good thing—can't be doing the exact same thing now!-