Flames of the Hood

by Luckycatcafe6

A mysterious fire starts, and burns down the Lucky Cat Cafe and the Hamada household, killing Aunt Cass and leaving Hiro and Tadashi homeless. Not wanting to be sent to a boys' home, they choose the alleyway. But lurking gangsters will take any chance they can to kill Hiro and Tadashi. It's life on the run for the Hamada brothers. Until one gang decides to take them in...GangsterAU

1. The Fire

Hey Everyone! So this is an OC story, and I know a lot of you dont like those, but give it a chance! There is no canon shipping. Ok, so my OC from my story Criminal, Damaris, will be in this story, but with a totally different plot line! This is so that people who havent read my first story still understand this one. Enjoy!

Sometimes, when you play with fire, you get burnt.

Hiro Hamada found that out the hard way. It was 4:00 in the morning, and he was still in bed. Usually he got up around 7:30, but today he was woken by a sudden smoldering sensation on his face. It was as if a thousand needles were being stuck into him. He gasped in pain and quickly sat up. He felt around, eyes still closed, to find the source of the excruciating pain. He was damp with sweat and his entire bed was a burning temperature. He slightly squinted his eyes open, not yet completely awake, to see why. He saw nothing but a bright, orange light on every side of him. It was dawning on him the situation that he was in. He snapped fully awake to see flames licking away at his room, destroying everything they came in contact with, and turning the room into a toxic inferno. He looked down at his bed. His awry blankets were in flames too, yet he hadn't noticed that they were burning holes into his flesh. Screaming in agony, he tumbled out of bed and onto the floor. The floor wasn't much better, he might as well have been laying on the sun. He quickly tried to rise to his feet, ignoring the heat and suffocating air of the fire. Heat waves crashed through his body, his eyes were streaming from the smoke, but he determinedly tried to get to the shoji screen that separated his and Tadashi's rooms. If Tadashi wasn't already awake, Hiro had to wake him and get them both out. Stumbling in the general direction of the screen, he blindly felt around for walls to help guide him. The wall slightly caved in when he leaned against it, unstable now due to the fire. He arrived to see a wooden frame with paper curling from the flames. This had once been the screen. Hiro subliminally brushed past it to get to Tadashi's bed. He was uncontrollably hacking from the fumes and his face was covered in ash. His mouth felt like a sandpit. Wheezing, he fell to his knees feeling as if he could go no further. His head started swirling and bright lights flashed everywhere when he blinked. He crumpled to the ground, in flames, letting his fuzzy vision give way to darkness.

Tadashi had been awoken in the same way. Sparks flew from the walls and landed on his face. Howling in shock, his eyes popped open. He sat bolt upright and looked around him. It felt surreal. Was his room really burning down? Being the protective brother he is, the first thought that came to his mind was Hiro. He leapt out of bed and made an attempt to dash straight for Hiro's side of the room, without a single thought of his own wellbeing. He didn't get very far, tripping over a red hot metal rod that he had brought home for his school project. It burnt a hole right through his foot. Instinctively, he let out an agonizing screech and brought his foot up to his hands so he could nurse the gaping wound. Tadashi could feel the bones poking through his skin, and blood pouring from his foot like an unstoppable river. While he tried to close the injury up, the sickening stench of burning flesh hit him in the nose. It couldn't have been him, he checked himself and other than his foot he was unhurt. Then realization almost knocked him over. Hiro! Tadashi shot up, foot forgotten, to find Hiro. He stumbled over to the once shoji screen to notice Hiro, crumpled on the floor, in flames, and emitting the odor of burning flesh. Dried blood encased Hiro's body, giving him the appearance of a crimson mummy. Tadashi whimpered in horror and grasped Hiro's body in his arms. Now that he had Hiro, there was still time to escape! He was wrong. The flames were gradually trailing over to the AC- Heater box, a highly explosive device. Tadashi gasped and helplessly stared as the sparks shot towards the box. Within seconds, one little spark flew into the top of the box, adding heat to oxygen.

BOOM!

The entire house and cafe exploded. The intensity of it flung Tadashi and Hiro right out the window and onto the pavement of the sidewalk. Blinding flames burst out of every opening in the house. The noise it made was deafening. All Tadashi could hear when he flew through the air was a droning beeping noise that sounded as if it were coming from inside his head. He saw the ground coming closer, and tried to land on his feet while still holding Hiro. He did land on both feet, but not gracefully. The second Tadashi hit the ground, his right leg crumpled under him, broken. Totally off balance from the numbing pain, the rest of him toppled forward. His head slammed against the edge of the sidewalk and started throbbing. His vision soon clouded over too, and he lay there on the street, unconscious, along with Hiro's mangled figure, facing the ashes of what used to be their home.

Sorry for it being so short! This is just the prologue, so be patient with me. Thx!