A/N
Ok soo I got a little excited and posted this eariler xD I wanted to post it. It was actually scheduled to March 7th but here you get an early present cause next week I'm full on finals x(
And now on with the story!
Tadashi stood on the same place where he was standing after the explosion occurred. He watched as the firemen fought and tried to calm the flame's furry. He also saw another team that had oxygen masks on their faces to go inside in search of people that might have been caught in the building.
Tadashi's heart clenched and he hoped, he prayed, that Hiro would be alive. What if he was suffocating and couldn't find his way out? What if he was stuck under debris and couldn't get out and he was slowly being burnt alive?
A lot of "what if's" invaded and bombarded his mind. He tried to shake those thoughts away but they kept coming back. And every time they did, a worse scenario came to mind.
Tadashi jumped a little when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and he saw the caller ID.
Honey Lemon.
He wanted to ignore the call but he would have to tell them the bad news sooner or later. He preferred it to be sooner.
"... Hello?" Tadashi was surprised by his own broken voice.
"Tadashi? We were wondering when you guys where coming." He heard Honey Lemon's sweet laugh. "You better hurry before the boys eat all the food".
If the situation had been different Tadashi would have laughed. He knew Honey Lemon always tried to light up the mood. But this time, nothing could bring a smile to his face. Apparently, he had stayed quiet for a few long seconds as Honey's voice filled his ear again.
"Tadashi, is there something wrong?" Tadashi tried to stay strong but failed. A sob escaped his lips.
He managed to compose his himself for a bit.
"Honey, could you - could you tell Aunt Cass that - that something came up?" He sniffed and swallowed the lump in his throat.
"Yes of course but what happened?" He could hear Honey's worried voice.
Tadashi gulped. And closed his eyes.
"Honey, there ... there was a fire at the institute ... - " Tadashi couldn't even finish the sentence before he was caught off.
"Oh my! Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm ... I'm fine..." Tadashi swallowed yet again. He knew what Honey was going to ask then. He didn't want to lose hope on his brother but the odds looked against him right at that moment.
Then, the question was dropped.
"What about Hiro?" As soon as he heard those words, Tadashi couldn't hold it anymore and started crying. After a minute, Tadashi was able to calm down just enough to talk.
"I still don't know. He was inside the moment the fire started..." He left a long pause.
"But then there was an - an explosion... Honey..." He sobbed quietly.
"I don't think he survived."
"Oh ... Tadashi. We'll be there as soon as we can." Tadashi ended the call without even saying goodbye.
Come on, try to stay positive. Everything could be just fine.
Right?
He kept looking at the people coming in and out of the building. Every time one of the firemen came out of the building he would look up and hoped to see Hiro being carried away in someone's arms. He was going to be glad even if Hiro had been hurt or injured. He just wanted his baby brother to be alive.
But his hopes shattered every time he saw them come empty handed. The constant process of his hopes getting up and then being thrown down was too much for him to bare with emotionally. He decided to look the other way, waiting for someone to approach him and give him the good news that his little brother had been found.
He waited.
And waited.
And no one came.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up expectantly. But when his eyes met the firefighter's eyes, he knew his answer. His breathed in and out.
"I'm sorry" He said.
Those simple words made Tadashi's eyes fill with tears and his shoulder's shake violently. The man went away leaving him alone. Tadashi stayed there. Unmoving. Not caring for anything.
After a few minutes, he had calmed down. Not because he wanted but because he had run out of tears to cry. His eyes were red and tired.
That's when footsteps nearing him caught his attention and he looked up to see his aunt and friends. Their plan was to ask Tadashi the details of what had happened but they all stopped. As soon as their gazes fell on Tadashi's face, their half-smiles fell. He looked so broken, lost. He kept looking at them when he closed his eyes and shook his head slowly as if answering their question.
Hiro didn't make it.
Aunt Cass, not believing him, approached Tadashi and they talked. The rest of the team decided to stay behind. Even though they were close friends they knew that this was way too personal.
They saw Tadashi talking to Aunt Cass. Her face was serious with a hint of worry. As Tadashi kept on talking her expression changed from serious to sadness. She brought a hand to her mouth and sobbed. Tadashi embraced her and she sobbed into his chest.
"No no no no! Hiro ... - no.."
The team could hear her say. None of the other's could believe it. Hiro had been with them just a few hours ago and everything was fine. They all turned away to let them grieve alone. They decided that they could talk to Tadashi later.
The funeral was two days after the incident. Tadashi thought it was useless because there was no body to be burried. Apparently, the fire and the explosion had taken care of that. He couldn't believe that he would not see Hiro ever again. Not even his body.
The same night that they had gotten back to home, he had cried himself to sleep. After seeing Hiro's side of the room, which was left untouched, it seemed as if he was still there. It seemed just like any other night. But that only hurt more because Tadashi knew that that wasn't true. He looked over at Hiro's desk and all his stuff lying there. He was hoping to hear his footsteps as he came up, but he knew that was not going to happen. Every little thing was a constant reminder that he was gone and was not coming back.
The next day, as the pain in his chest increased, he decided to put some of his things away. He got boxes and started the process. Every now and then he would glance at the empty bed, still messy and not made. His heart clenched once more.
After he was done, he couldn't decide on what hurt the most. The fact that Hiro was really gone or that he was putting his brother's stuff away. He wasn't strong enough to leave his things lying there. Not yet.
Everytime he grabbed some of Hiro's stuff he would look at it for a few seconds and then placed it gently on the box. It also hurt him that he felt he was burying part of Hiro every time he took an object and placed it away.
He grabbed the boxes and put them away.
Now he was alone in his room. The day had come. The day where people would be gathered at his house.
And of course, it was raining. It was as if the weather did it on purpose to make him feel even sadder.
He was putting on his suit for the ceremony. He sighed when he looked at himself in the mirror. He looked as if he was going to a wedding ceremony, with a plane black suit, black tie and shoes and a white shirt. But sadly that was not the occasion.
He let out a long breath and tried to put a smile. Even though it was fake, he tried to. He went downstairs and greeted and talked to the people that had come to the funeral.
He admired his Aunt. She didn't look like it but she was so strong. She looked as if nothing had happened. He smiled genuinely at her. Even though she hadn't shown it, he knew how she really felt.
Both Hiro and Tadashi were like son's to her. She had taken care of them from such a young age. Even though she was not their direct family, they loved her as their own mother. She always thought of what was best for them no matter what. And to her, loosing Hiro felt as loosing her own child. Not counting the guilt she felt because she had not been with him at that particular time.
Finally Tadashi's eyes met his friend's. He went to them and talked. He was grateful for such great friends and how thoughtful they were. They knew exactly what to say, when to say it, when to stay quiet, when to comfort.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned to see to whom it belonged to. Aunt Cass looked at him sadly and pointed with her head to her side. Tadashi nodded and sighed.
It is time.
He went to the center of the room and cleared his throat to catch the guest's attention. After he did, he pulled some papers out of his pocket and began talking.
"Hello, thank you all for coming. Even though I'm happy to see you all, the reason why we are gathered here makes me ... well.." He stopped and breathed in and out.
"Hiro is my brother. I know he is - was - my only brother but the moment I saw him I just knew that he was the best." He looked up from his paper and at the people staring at him. He then went on.
"I was surprised the first time we discovered that he was indeed a genius." He smiled as memories of his younger brother came to mind eager to learn more about robotics and subjects that were meant for kids way beyond his age.
"It wasn't always good that he had such a great mind. We would always look for pranks to tick each other off, but only for the fun of it. And we even made the mistake to play some of them to Aunt Cass."
Some people in the room chuckled at the comment.
"He was going to do great things." But now we'll never know. He muttered only to himself. He cleared his throat again, noticing that he had gone out of his speech and continued.
"I know that we were not perfect, I'll admit that. We had fights and arguments like any other family but we always forgave each other and looked up to one another. We were close.
But I will always remember him for how he was: energetic, strong and headstrong. And also for who he was, a great smart, kind brother."
He let out a long sigh and smiled sadly.
"Thank you."
Tadashi bowed and everyone clapped out of respect. He went over to his friends and they all greeted him, patting him in the back.
After everyone was out, Tadashi went up to his room and sat on his bed thinking. He was glad he had friends that would make him feel better.
But even Tadashi could have his dark moments. He blamed himself for what had happened to his little brother.
Sometimes he wondered what would have happened if he never gave Hiro the idea of applying to SFIT. He would still be alive. Sadly, that meant that he would also be bot fighting.
But that didn't matter to him anymore. He would prefer Hiro being there, even though involved in illegal activities but still there. Alive with him.
Tadashi wondered what was he going to do now? He sometimes got scared at his own thoughts. Sometimes, a tiny little, but dangerous thought plagued his mind.
Leave everything behind. Go to him.
Tadashi shook his head every time, pushing those words at the back of his head. No! He couldn't do that. He had his whole life ahead of him, family, friends, a promising career. He couldn't waste it.
But Hiro will never get that chance.
Tadashi sighed and placed his head on his hands.
What am I going to do?
He let himself fall on his bed, hands resting on his belly. He stared at the ceiling, his mind blank. The only thing he knew was that he would get through this. It was not going to be easy and it would take some time but it was possible.
Hiro would have wanted this. He smiled to himself thinking about his brother and memories of them when they were younger filled his mind. He decided it was best to remember all the good times.
A/N
So here it goes ^^
a little secret of the next update: It will be Hiro perspective of the night of the fire!
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