"Looks like the family is finally moving in."

"What?" Hiro perked up in surprise, raising from his bed to stand next to his older brother who was peeking out their bedroom window.

The thirteen-year-old parted the blinds of what caught his brothers attention. He spotted two moving trucks parked outside from the building that was just diagonal on the other side of the street from his Aunts cafe.

"Who in their right mind would want to move into that empty dump?" The boy questioned knowing for a fact that the building had been abandoned for years. Who the heck moves into a place like.

The frustrated groan his brother lets out catches his attention. "What?"

Shaking his head with closed eyes Tadashi pinches the bridge of his nose. "Please tell me your joking."

"Uh, no?"

"You're telling me that for the last eight months that you never, ever, saw that place being rebuilt!?"

Face twisted confused at his brothers outburst Hiro peeked out one more time, this time he actually looked at the building and his eyes widened.

What was once an old crumbling mess was then transformed into a neat and clean structure. Everything was repaired and a new fresh coat of paint was done. And there printed on the front of the long windows read 'Rivera: Family of shoes'

"Shoes, seriously?"

"Hey, people gotta make a living." The older male said bumping shoulders with the younger. "Aunt Cass actually had the chance to meet one of the family members a few weeks ago when they checked the buildings progress. Apparently, their business skyrocketed down in Mexico that they needed a bigger space to work. Guess here was their best option."

"Huh," Hiro replied heading back to his bed to finish up the design for his latest fighter bot, not paying the slightest attention to what his brother was saying.

"Whoa! That is one big family." Tadashi stated as he eyed the members filing out one by one from their vehicles and starting towards the moving van each grabbing various items and bringing them into the building. He eyed each one of them carefully. "They look friendly." He points out. Remembering the last family that moved into their street was far from nice.

"Great!" His brother said with mock enthusiasm. "Why don't we go out there and welcome them to the neighborhood with smiles and open arms!" He replied sarcastically not bothering to look up from his notebook.

Tadashi pulls back from the window to look back at his brother with a smug smirk. "Funny you should say that, little bro, because Aunt Cass said once the Riveras are done settling in we are going on over and giving them a proper welcome. And when I say 'we' that means you too." Amusement hid in his tone, knowing full well that his brother wasn't really the social type.

What better way to have a little fun and help him make actual friends his age than to make him join in on the welcome?

That is if the family actually had children around his brother's age. Tadashi peeked out once again to take another look.

Upon this news did Hiro shut his book with a slam and jumped to his feet. "Yea, nope! Not gonna happen." No way he was going to that, he didn't have time to meet and greet. He had better things to do, such as getting new bot parts as fast as possible.

"There's no way out of it, bro. Cass practically made it an order for you to-wait, where are you going?" The older male questioned as he spotted Hiro making his way down the stairs.

"Parts shop!" The younger shouted back. "Need a few things, be back, whenever!" He had made it to the bottom and reached for the knob of the front door. Before he had the chance to pull it a hand grabbed hold of his blue hoodie. Rolling his eyes he turned to his the source of the hand. "What?"

"You're going with us, Hiro. No arguments." Tadashi eyed him sternly.

The younger scoffed brushing his brother's hands off. "What makes you think that I am?" He challenged.

"because if you don't Aunt Cass will have your head," Tadashi explained. "She wants you to be more sociable and really thinks meeting them will help you to open up more, and frankly I'm with her on this."

The younger male couldn't help but groan in frustration. Oh god, not this again. "What is it with you guys and want me to be more sociable?" For as long as he can remember his brother and Aunt have been trying their hardest for him to open up and to make at least one friend close to his age.

But Hiro didn't want any of it. To him, anyone close to his age was boring, uninteresting, and most of all just stupid. With a genius mind that he possessed, he had trouble making friends at school growing up. Whenever he tried talking to anyone it would be he would go on about robotics and any advanced subjects his peers would grow bored the next second and bail on him.

And it wasn't like Hiro didn't try and behave like the rest of the kids. he tried to do the things that they did and tried to follow their interest. But in the end, the results were poor. He found them tedious and vice versa. So he gave up stuck to himself.

Thank god he graduated from high school a few months ago. He doesn't think he could have survived for long with those idiots for much longer. "Remeber all those other times you had me meet other people, remember how those turned out?" He asked with a brow raised.

Tadashi cringed slightly as the memories resurfaced. "Ok, so maybe those didn't turn out so well," His mind reverted to one particular memory that involved Hiro ranting on, followed by an insult which resulted from the individual getting angry and nearly beating at his brother. Turned out the guy wasn't the right match. "But she has a good feeling about these people, I feel it too. And who knows," His tone turns to a softer one, a small smile forming. "you might finally make that friend." He pointed out hoping his brother will process what he was saying.

But the younger just shakes his head and scoffs. "Yea, sure." Pulling the door open he steps out when a hand on his shoulder grabs halts him. He whips his head around giving his brother an annoyed stare when it defaults slightly at the sight of the pleading look the older male was giving him.

"Hiro, just... can you just think about it?" When Hiro opens his mouth to object he moves in "Please?"

The younger teen didn't respond, simpling staring at the others pleading face. He turned and walked right out of the door without a word.

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Walking down the crowded street with his head lowered and hands shoved down in the pockets of his hoodie Hiro reverted to what his brother had pleaded him to do and was thinking it over.

But why bother?

What difference would it make if he meet them? Even if they did have kids close to his age the outcome would come out the same. Disasterous. Instead of trying to make a friend he would surely end up with people who would dislike him.

But Hiro thought it was better that way. An excuse to not be around someone who would definitely be dense. No excitement. No interests.

Dull.

The young genius snaps out of his thoughts when a sound catches his attention. Looking up he scans what it could have caught his attention out all the noise from the various voices and vehicle noises surrounding him.

The sound then became louder, it was then he realized it was barking coming from a dog. He looked left and right to find when the barking was getting louder and closer. That's when he heard someone shout "Dante, no!" He spun back in time to see a black blur launching at him and knocking him to the ground with a grunt.

Looking up he came face-to-face with a hairless black dog with the goofiest face he had ever seen with its long tongue hanging from the side. Hiro yelped and struggled to push when the mutt began to lick his face while barking happily.

Suddenly the dog's weight was pulled off him while he heard the same voice "Dante no! perro loco, ¿qué te pasa? Suéltalo!" The stranger said who was struggling to take hold of the dog. Hiro hinted the voice having just a little high pitch.

With his tackler off Hiro sat up, wincing a bit and rubbing the back of his head, he must have hit it hard when he went down.

"Dios mío, lo siento mucho, are you ok?"

Glancing up the young teen couldn't make out the newcomer due to the sun creating a dark silhouette. "Here, let me help you." The stranger stuck out his hand and without another thought, Hiro took and let them pull him up. Eyes squeezed shut at the dizzy spell hitting him once he was on his feet. Groaning he rubs his temple.

The stranger asks again. "Are you ok?"

Due to his throbbing headache annoyance began to surface and made into his tone. "Your crazy dog jumped me and gave me a what I think is a concussion, do I look ok?" He snaps.

"Lo siento, we just moved here and I was taking Dante to look around and," The newcomer huffs a nervous chuckle, "I think he got a bit too excited."

Hiro opens his eyes to snap that he didn't care when he stopped suddenly and got the full view of the person, or boy.

He was...tiny. Shorter than Hiro by a few inches. He looked younger too, maybe by about two years. Skin a darker tan than Hiro's own pale tone. The boy wore worn out demi jeans along with a white tank covered by the red hoodie he wore. His face round and full, a button nose, short dark wavy hair that looked so smooth to run your fingers through. The boy was smiling nervously showing a small dimple on his right cheek. Chocolate brown eyes much like Hiros own, however, these looked much richer.

Hiro could only describe this kid with one word.

Cute.

No. scratch that. he was not cute.

He was adorable.

The genius failed to notice his face becoming inflamed with a red blush nor did he notice his mouth hanging open slightly until a small hand was waving in front of his face snapping back to reality.

The kid looked at him with concerned eyes. "Oye, are you sure you're ok? Your face looks a little red." He pointed out.

Before Hiro could respond he jumped back in surprise by the overenergetic dog who was upon him almost knocking him over again.

The boy jumped into action and caught the dog around the middle and dragged him back. "No Dante! cálmese pero loco!" The hairless mutt suddenly perked up straight and turned his head toward the other direction and a second later he bounced off the boy's grip and took off toward that direction.

"No, Dante, come back!" The boy goes to follow but not before turning back to Hiro with a nervous smile and twirling his fingers. "Heh, I'm sorry but I have to," He lets out before taking off after his dog. "Dante!"

Hiro, still dumbstruck watches him run. The boy is just a few feet away when something slips out of his hoodie and falls to the ground.

Hiro spots it and picks it up. "He... Hey! wait, you dropped this!" He calls out but the kid is already too far away to hear or to catch up too.

He looks at the item and notices its a small red and black journal with a design of a colorful skull surrounded by flowers.

Curious he opens it and there on the front page he finds the name of the cute kid.

Miguel Rivera.


Giving this pairing a try because they are absolutely adorable for each other!

Comments are greatly appreciated!