A/N: Hey, guys, hi. I'd like to thank you all for reading this fanfiction. :) First of all, however, I would like to just let you know that this story was originally by a fellow fanfictioner named Krypie. Krypie, however, has given me the reigns of this story. I'm going to be rewriting the chapters that Krypie originally wrote, and change up the story a bit. So for now, most of this dialogue and such goes to Krypie. :) Thanks again for reading and have a great day! :D
Prologue
"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Hamada. You are now the parents of a healthy baby boy and girl," said the smiling nurse, handing the new parents their babies. The little boy and girl were crying, almost in sync. They were bundled up in blankets, one in blue, one in pink. Soft black fuzz was on their heads.
Mr. Hamada smiled as he took his newborn son in his arms, gently rocking him until he stopped crying. "What are we going to name them?" he asked his wife, sweat still shining on her face.
"Tadashi . . . Tadashi and Akira," she replied.
"Tadashi and Akira Hamada. Hmm . . . they both have a nice ring to them," Mr. Hamada complimented. His wife looked up, smiling. The little girl named Akira had also stopped crying, nearly the same time as her brother.
The doctors left the room to allow the new family to bond. The Hamadas both held their children close, never wanting to let go.
Three years later, Tadashi and Akira were playing around the backyard, chasing each other around the trees and swing set. Their parents were watching them from the porch, deep in conversation.
"When are we going to tell them?" asked Mrs. Hamada, looking at her husband.
"Why not today?" suggested Mr. Hamada.
"I'm worried about how they'll react. What if they get upset?" whispered his wife, a scared expression on her young, smooth face.
"What if they don't? They're very mature for three and a half years old," said Mr. Hamada.
His wife sighed in defeat. She gave a small smile. "All right. I'll go make dinner now, and then we'll tell them," she said, and stood up and walked back into the house.
The four Hamadas sat around the dinner table in silence, having just finished eating. The twins looked at their parents expectantly, waiting for them to say something, because they had just told them that they were going to give them some very important news.
"What is it, Momma?" asked Akira, her soft brown eyes looking up at her mother so innocently and curiously.
"Well . . . uh. . . . Do you remember how you said you wanted another brother or sister a while ago?" their mother started.
"Yeah . . ." said Tadashi.
"Well . . . your mother is going to have a baby. Isn't that wonderful?" Tadashi and Akira's father said finally.
"Where is it?" questioned Tadashi curiously.
"It's it my tummy," his mother replied.
The twins looked at their mother in horror. "You ate it?!" they shrieked.
"No, I didn't eat it," she laughed.
"How did it get in there?" asked Tadashi.
"That's a conversation for when you're both older," their father answered quickly.
"We're going to get a brother or sister?" said Akira excitedly.
"Yep," said their mother. She gave a smile, suddenly realizing exactly how excited she was, too.
"When?" exclaimed Tadashi.
"In about eight months," answered his mother.
"Why?" asked Tadashi.
"I'm not sure why. Sometimes you just have to wait," replied his father.
"Okay," Tadashi and Akira said in resigned voices. As one, they fell onto the backs of their seats.
"Oh, don't be sad," said their mother, pushing back their hair before enveloping them both in a hug. "We'll be one big happy family when the baby comes. Until them, we all just have to wait."
The last few hours had been a flurry of activity for Tadashi and Akira. It was eight months since they had been given the news that they were going to get a new baby brother or sister. That morning, they had watched as their mother gave a scream of agony on the living room couch. They watched as their father hurried them and their mother out the door, through stop signs and red lights that seemed to last forever to get to their Aunt Cass's house.
The car had stopped abruptly at the café where their aunt worked. Their father had run inside and a minute later had come out with Aunt Cass, who immediately was helping get Tadashi and Akira out of their car seats. They were so confused the whole way there. Why had their mother been screaming? But they were afraid to ask what was wrong. They had watched their aunt hug their mother, and then their father had driven off.
Their aunt had taken them both upstairs above the café, where she lived, and closed the café early due to a "family emergency." Now they finally had a chance to speak.
"Aunt Cass, why are we here?" asked Akira in a small voice. They were all sitting on Aunt Cass's sofa in front of the blank television screen.
"Your father said you weren't allowed to go to the hospital," her aunt answered with a small smile.
"Why are they going to the hospital?" said Tadashi.
"Your new brother or sister is coming today. You were probably really scared when you heard your mother screaming, right?" Aunt Cass said, and they both nodded. "Well, she was screaming because it can really hurt to have a baby."
"When can we go see Momma and Papa?" asked Tadashi.
"When your papa calls me, we can go see them," answered Aunt Cass. She suddenly enveloped the twins into a hug, muttering, "I love you guys," before releasing them and turning on the T.V. to distract them — or rather, to distract herself.
It was like some sort of evil spirit haunted Aunt Cass's phone that day. Every time the phone rang, it was either someone who had dialed the wrong number, or someone hoping to sell some useless item or whatnot to them. For hours they waited, and it wasn't until the sun had begun to set outside that they finally got the phone call they had been waiting for.
"Hello?" Aunt Cass said into the phone. Akira and Tadashi watched as her face lit up during a second of silence and she shouted, "Really?! We've been waiting all day!" After another moment of silence, she said, "All right, we're on our way," and hung up the phone.
"Come on, Tadashi and Akira!" she called, and they all ran down the stairs into the car.
"Whoops! Almost forgot my camera!" she said a split second after she had buckled them into their car seats. She ran back into the house and came back a minute later with a camera in her hands. And then they were off.
They reached the hospital in a little less than half an hour. Aunt Cass asked for the room number her brother and his wife were in. The twins practically dragged her to the room (at the last moment she seemed to have decided she didn't want to go in), but they got there in the end. When they opened the door, they were greeted by the smiling faces of their father and mother, a small bundle in Mrs. Hamada's arms.
"Come and see your new baby brother," their mother whispered as they crept over to her.
Tadashi and Akira's grins seemed to reach their ears identically. They were just so indescribably happy to see their new brother. He had jet black hair, just like everyone else in the Hamada family, but it was messy, little tufts of it all over his head.
"Would you like to hold him?" their mother asked. Tadashi nodded, but Akira stayed back. She wasn't comfortable with the idea of holding something so fragile yet. She watched as her mother gently handed the baby over to Tadashi (who had since sat up on the bed with her), and then she walked over to them. The baby had opened his eyes. He had dark amber eyes, just like everyone else in their family.
"What's his name?" she asked in a small voice, looking up at her parents.
"His name is Hiro," answered her father.
"Hi, Hiro," the twins cooed. Hiro smiled, and all of the adults in the room that saw said, "Awe."
Aunt Cass pulled out her camera. "All right, everyone. Let's get a family photo!"
The four older Hamadas smiled, too, and heard a small click as Aunt Cass took the picture. "That's a keeper!" she said, showing them the picture. The family stayed at the hospital all night, not wanting to yet leave the new addition to the Hamada family, even if it was for just a little while.
Six year olds Tadashi and Akira and two year old Hiro were going to the fair with their parents. It was only in town for a few days, so they, of course, had decided to go while they still had the chance. They went on the Ferris wheel, the roller coasters, played carnival games, visited the animals, and did everything they could do in a day.
The tired family was walking home from the carnival after dark one night, and their parents had told Tadashi and Akira to stay close (Hiro was in a stroller pushed by his mother). But apparently Akira had not stayed close enough to her brother, because when they all turned a corner, she felt her arm being yanked to the side. She screamed.
Her parents saw in the dim light that two hulking figures had started carrying her off. Mr. Hamada ran after them, leaving Mrs. Hamada with Tadashi and Hiro, not wanting to risk his sons being taken off as well. Suddenly, he and his wife had felt something sharp prick their skin. He had started chasing after the men, but suddenly felt very, very dizzy. He and his wife both fell over, unconscious, and lay there on the ground for what felt like forever. Then they woke up, groaned, and took Tadashi and Hiro home, as though their daughter had not been taken away at all.
Tadashi was confused. Why hadn't his papa gone after the two men? He missed his sister. He asked his parents why, but they didn't seem to have any clue as to what he was talking about. He fell asleep that night, wondering why his sister had seemed to have disappeared right off the place of the planet.
Months later, it was as though Akira had never existed. Tadashi wondered if she had just been a dream. He cried at nights and had nightmares about her being taken off, and he didn't know what to believe, because to his parents, there was not and had never been an Akira Hamada in the world.
Tadashi and Hiro's parents died in a car crash a year later. The two brothers had been sent to live with their Aunt Cass. Now, Tadashi felt even lonelier than ever. He didn't mention his sister. Not even Aunt Cass seemed to remember her. But he hadn't given up the hope that one day, he would see Akira again.
Sometimes, he thought he heard her screaming into the night. He would wake up, yelling in fear; Aunt Cass would come running, and he would always exclaim the name that was as unfamiliar to her as a star in the farthest galaxy: Akira Hamada.
Thanks again for reading this. Make sure to favorite, follow, review! (if you want. :P) BTW, I have some other fanfics you may or may not be interested in for "Frozen" and "Tangled" (together), Harry Potter, and "Inside Out." Feel free to check 'em out and thanks AGAIN! :D
