Rewritten, as the previous one was a bit rushed.
Had this idea, and couldn't help but write it down. I hope u like it! :)
The glassy vase sat on their kitchen counter. It was shiny red with a bit of orange and blue stripes on it. There were a bunch of red roses inside it, which Aunt Cass bought to go with it. Hiro Hamada was tracing his finger through it, admiring it. This vase was gifted to their aunt from their parents way long time. That explains why it was so special. It was so attractive looking that Hiro couldn't help, but admire it more. He just couldn't seem to find a distraction. All he wanted to do was spend his whole time cherishing it, and remembering the memories of their parents, may they rest in peace.
He felt something move around his legs. He looked down to see their cat, Mochi.
"Hey, bud" Hiro said, as he crouched down in the cat's level.
Mochi purred as Hiro gave him a pat. The younger Hamada kept stroking his fur affectionately when the cat suddenly went hyper, running around the kitchen.
"Wha-Hey, Mochi!" Hiro said, surprised at his cat's sudden craziness. He began running after him, but Mochi was too fast for him. "Stop!" he was confused as to why Mochi was going crazy. He kept running after him when, to his horror, the cat went up the counter, close to the vase. What was he going to do now?! All he could was hope it doesn't happen.
"Mochi, no!" Hiro said panicking as he tried getting the cat off. It was too late. Mochi went forward, and the vase fell, shattering into a thousand pieces, the roses falling with it. What was left of their parents was now gone. Split. Hiro felt like crying. It felt like losing their parents all over again, and it was his fault. If only he had been careful.
Some of the glass even got into his feet, which caused it to bleed a little.
"Now look what you have done, you stupid cat" he muttered to Mochi as he bent down to clean up the mess. He was scared, and upset. This was not looking good for him at all. What would Aunt Cass do? She was definitely going to kill him once she found out. He had better fix this before-
"Hiro!" He heard his aunt coming up the stairs from the café. Busted! "Hiro, what was-" when, to her alarm, she saw the shiny million pieces. She glanced back at her younger nephew, looking very upset. "You did that?!" she asked, pointing at the mess.
"Aunt C-cass…I-I…Mochi…h-he…" he stammered, not knowing what to say. He was shaky, panicky, and scared. If only he had never been close to the vase! Now Aunt Cass was going to kill him.
"Hiro Hamada, stop lying!" Aunt Cass said, advancing toward him. "You did this! How could you?! It was the only memory that was left of your parents, and you broke it?!" she shouted.
"Aunt Cass, I-I s-swear…I didn't do it!"
At hearing that, she smacked her younger nephew so hard on his back.
"Ow…" Hiro groaned.
"You careless boy!" she said, gritting her teeth. "Go to your room! I don't want to see you."
Doing what his aunt had told him to do, Hiro stormed up the stairs, tears streaming down his cheeks. It just wasn't fair, it wasn't his fault!
Tadashi woke to the sound of glass shattering downstairs. He had gone early to bed that night as he has been so exhausted after his long, tiring day at college. They had had exams that day so he was so tired. He was about to get up and check what had caused the sound when their bedroom door flung open, revealing his little brother tear-stained.
"Hiro, what happened!" he asked, sitting up, his big brother protective instinct kicking in. He hated seeing his baby brother upset.
"Tadashi…" Hiro said, more tears streaming down his cheeks. He was holding his back, painfully. "A-aunt Cass…"
"What happened with Aunt Cass?" the elder Hamada asked.
"S-she hit me" he sobbed even more as he blurted out the whole story to his brother.
Tadashi, feeling sorry for his little brother, opened his arms. "Come here" he said softly, as Hiro came over in his brother's open arms. Tadashi hugged his little brother tightly, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Ssshhh…it's alright Hiro" he said, as he rubbed his back. "It's not your fault, shhh…" even though he was a bit upset hearing about the broken vase, he was glad his little brother was okay. Nothing bad happened to him at least.
"Yes, it is" Hiro sobbed. "I was so stupid. If only I wasn't close to it. If only I had been careful. If only-"
Noticing his baby brother getting over excited, Tadashi hushed him softly. "Hiro, it wasn't your fault." he said as gently as he could.
His little brother looked at him. "How so?" he asked.
"It was nobody's fault" Tadashi smiled. "The time for it has come. Everything has a time, you know?"
His younger brother sighed. "But Tadashi" he said. "I think Aunt Cass hates me now."
Tadashi, horrified at hearing this, took his hand in his. "Hey. Don't think like that. Aunt Cass loves you."
Hiro shook his head. "She cares about the vase more than she does about me." he felt even worse for breaking the only thing left of their parents. Tadashi pulled his little brother even closer to him. "Hey, don't worry about the vase." he smiled kindly at him. "The important thing is you're safe, and that's what matters. You didn't get hurt, at least. You would have been hurt so badly with all the glass."
Hiro shook his head as he showed his feet to his big brother. "No, look" he said. "Only a little bit glass came on me."
Tadashi, immediately concerned, said, "Oh no! Here. Let's try getting you cleaned up…" he said as he was about to get up, when he was stopped by his little brother.
"Ah, don't worry." Hiro said as he got off his older brother's bed to go to the washroom to wash it off. "It's easy. I can wash it off."
"Are you sure?" Tadashi asked, still worried about his younger brother.
"Yup." He said as he was going to the washroom.
The older Hamada shrugged. "Alright, if you need anything, please call me."
Hiro nodded as he went to clean himself up. A cold water was all he needed, and he would be all better.
"All done!" he said with a little smile as soon as he got out. Remembering the incident, his smile vanished as he sat back on his older brother's bed.
"Hiro, what's wrong?" Tadashi asked as he tilted his little brother's chin up to look at him.
" 'Dashi…" he said sadly. "I just can't seem to get what happened out of my mind. Aunt Cass hates me". New, fresh tears began streaming down his cheeks.
"Hey." Tadashi said softly as he pulled him in a hug. "Don't worry about it. What happened has happened and it's done. Besides, mom and dad will always be in our hearts."
Hiro just cried more, which made his big brother's heart ache as he hated to see his usual happy brother so upset.
"What do you say I talk to Aunt Cass tomorrow, and we can sort things out?" Tadashi asked, hoping to make his younger brother feel better. He was a bit mad himself at their aunt for hitting his baby brother. Besides, it was Mochi who broke it, not Hiro. Couldn't she have at least checked before she acted?
Hiro shrugged. "Sure" even though he doubted Aunt Cass would ever forgive him. The vase was the only memory that was left of their parents.
"Night 'Dashi" Hiro mumbled as he went to his side of the room.
"Night" Tadashi answered as he pulled the covers over his shoulder, and closed his eyes. He would sort things out the next day between his aunt and little brother.
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Second part is coming soon!