AN: hey there! so, ya. i'm starting yet ANOTHER story! XD i can't stop writing stories i just get so many frickin ideas! 3 like this is like my... 4th story that I've posted and i'm working on one or two others. (i need help; living on our own; and i just want to help you. (ppl really like that story) XD) anyway, now i'm gonna write this one.

ENJOY!

ps. sorry for nay type-o's i'm a horrible typer. :P

pss. this story takes place when hiro is 16. after tadashi died he decided to mass-produce baymax to hospitals and ppl who wanted one for a friend. he knew that's what tadashi was gonna do, so he carried out his plan for him. he is also known famous throughout SanFranSokyo for inventing microbots.

Chapter 1:

Hiro was riding his bike down the sidewalk. it'd been a while sense he'd been outside. he forgot how beautiful SanFranSokyo was.

he really shouldn't've zoned out...

CRASH!

during his peaceful state of enjoying the wind in his face and feeling nothing but absolute freedom...

he swerved out into the road and got hit by a truck.

he and the vehicle hit head on sending him flying backwards. (not sure if that agrees wit the laws of physics, but i don't give a crap XD) he landed on the ground and slid/rolled about ten feet. the truck screeched to a stop before it could hit him again. his clothes were torn and he was badly scraped and he was bleeding from a gash in his head from where he first hit the pavement, but he wasn't too seriously hurt.

"Oh, my God! kid, are you okay?!" the man jumped out of his vehicle and ran to hiro. a small crowd gathered.

"Hey, kid! say something!"

hiro opened his eyes and saw the man looking down at him.

"He, hey. are you okay? do you need an ambulance?"

"no, no. i think i'm okay. just scuffed up."

"My name's kenji."

"hiro"

the man pushed hiro's hair out of his face.

"Hey, what are you doing? back off!"

"relax. i'm a medic. just off-duty. you have a gash on your head i'm just gonna take a look at it."

hiro relaxed and let the man look at his injury once he knew it was nothing perverted.

"I think you'll be okay. anything broken?"

"I think i sprained my ankle but i'll be okay without an ambulance. i have baymax."

"You have a baymax, too?! i love those things!"

"i have the original one. my brother invented them."

"Wait. you're hiro Hamada?!" hiro nodded, "i knew you looked familiar! man, now i feel even more terrible. i swear i didn't mean to hit you i just wasn't watching where i was going."

"it's okay. neither was i."

"tell you what. i'll drive you home?"

"sure, ok."

Can you stand?"

"ya, i think so."

with some help hiro got to his feet and kenji helped him into he backseat of his truck.

"what about your bike?"

"Could you put it in the back it was a present from tadashi. i want to see if i can fix it.

"sure. no problem."

kenji put hiro's bike in the back of his pickup. he got into the driver's seat and started the truck.

"so, where do you live?"

"Lucky Cat Café."