Hey all, this is an idea I came up with a few days ago and since I've got some spare time I decided to go for it. I hope you enjoy! And no, I don't own BH6 or the characters because if I did Tadashi would still be alive. I do, however, own this plot (Tadashi is alive) and Raiden.

10 years ago:

"I don't wanna go!" Six year old Raiden Hamada wailed at the top of his lungs.

"Does he have to go?" Tadashi asked as he watched his little brother sobbed. He hated to see either of his younger brother's so miserable.

"Yes Tadashi, he has a fever and he's getting more congested by the hour," their mother's sweet but worried voice replied.

"Can you keep an eye on the baby for us?" Their father asked his oldest son as he put Raiden's jacket on. The six year old was still wailing and the man figured things would be easier if his wife sat with the sick child while he drove.

"Sure dad." Tadashi replied at the same time a young but serious voice snapped "I'm not a baby!" Everyone, with the exception of Raiden, chuckled.

"Right, I keep forgetting, my big boy!" Tadashi watched as his father whisked Hiro into the air and wrapped the toddler in a bear hug. He then handed him to Tadashi.

"We'll be back soon," he promised before turning and helping his wife and middle child out the door. Tadashi watched them drive away, still feeling bad for the younger boy.

"Will Waiden get bettew?" Hiro, who was still having trouble pronouncing his r's, asked hopefully.

"Yeah of course!" Tadashi assured him. "That's why mom and dad are taking him to the doctor."

"The doctow will fix him?"

"Yep." Tadashi forced a smile before setting the three year old down. "Now how about we play a game?"

Ten years later:

"Hey Tadashi!" A voice snapped the now nineteen year old back into current times. He forced himself to pull his gaze away from the window where he had been staring out into the dark and stormy night.

"Yeah, what's up?" He asked Hiro, who was sitting at his computer with a frustrated look on his face.

"The derivative of cosecant is negative cosecant times cotangent right?"

"Yeah," Tadashi nodded.

"Well the damn computer is saying that's not the damn answer!" Hiro slammed his fists onto the desk before slumping down and resting his head on it.

"Hey, watch your language!" Was Tadashi's reply as he strolled over to his brother and glanced at what he was working on.

"You need the derivative of the inverse cosecant to solve this problem, not the derivative of cosecant."

Hiro lifted his head and opened one eye, glancing at the computer screen just long enough to realize that his brother was right.

"I'm so stupid," He moaned.

"Oh yeah, graduating high school only five years early... You're the dumbest guy I know."

Hiro rolled his eyes "stop being sarcastic."

"I'm only telling the truth." Tadashi ruffled his younger brother's hair and Hiro scowled, pushing his brother's hands away.

"Leave my hair alone!"

"Can you at least brush it?"

"No!"

Tadashi sighed before pulling his younger brother out of the chair and throwing him over his shoulder.

"Hey put me down!" Hiro yelled.

"Are you going to do your hair?" Tadashi began to spin him around.

"No!"

"Did you just tell your big brother no?"

"Yes!"

"Disrespectful little brat." Tadashi spun Hiro around several more times before finally throwing him down on his bed.

"Go to sleep, you can finish your homework tomorrow."

"Fine." The younger teen grumbled before pulling the covers over his head.

Tadashi grinned as he turned off Hiro's lapto and the room light. He then headed for his bed. The grin soon faded, however, as the quiet allowed him to slip back into his memories.

He remembered how he had waited with Hiro for his parents and Raiden to return, and he remembered how their Aunt Cass had showed up at the door in tears that night. Hiro hadn't understood why everyone around him was crying, and why his mommy, daddy, and big brother weren't coming home, but Tadashi would be haunted by April 16th for another decade. It would be pegged as the worst day of his life and he would spend that day drifting off into memories about how he had lost almost everyone, just as he had done this April 16th.

"Tadashi..." It was faint and almost unheard, but the nineteen year old didn't miss it.

"Yes?"

A few moments later Hiro had crept over to his side of the room and sat himself at the edge of his elder brother's bed. "What were mom and dad like?"

Tadashi sighed "they were wonderful Hiro. Mom had the softest voice in the world and dad... Well he was really strong and smart, the latter being just like you."

Tadashi didn't miss the scowl that immediately manifested on Hiro's face but he continued, not giving the younger a chance to retaliate. "But he was also really sweet and crazy, kind of like Aunt Cass.""What about Raiden?"

"Raiden..." Tadashi trailed off as he remembered his younger brother once more. "He had a really soft heart and he was really gentle."

"More gentle than you?" Hiro asked with his eyebrow raised.

Tadashi chuckled, "Yeah, probably. The kids wouldn't hurt a fly if it begged him to. He always wanted to save everything. His room was filled with animals and bugs that he thought were sick. It drove mom crazy..."

Tadashi struggled to hold back tears, he refused to cry in front of his younger brother. "He really loved you a lot."

"I wish I remembered them." Hiro mumbled sadly and Tadashi nodded, reaching out and offering his brother a hug. For a moment Hiro hesitated, not wanting to seem like a baby, but he eventually leaned forward and returned the embrace.

They stayed like that for a few moments before Tadashi broke the silence. "And the way he died... He didn't deserve that."

"If he was blown up maybe he didn't feel anything. It's a quick death."

"But we never got to bury him," Tadashi sniffed slightly. "I wasn't there to protect him."

"Tadashi, if you had been there I would have lost you too. I would have lost everyone and I would have been all alone."

"I know." Tadashi shook his head and sat up a little, pulling the cover's over his brother's body.

"Hey-" Hiro started to protest but Tadashi interrupted him.

"Stay here for tonight."

"Aren't we too old for this?"

"Nope."

"Alright fine," Hiro hid a smile as he relaxed into his dork of a brother's arms. He closed his eyes and allowed sleep to overtake him, pulling him into darkness and numbing the sad, empty feeling in his heart.

"Night Dashi."

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