Bonne nuit, lovelies! Well, at least in Cali it's night. Um, I'm back for more torture? This idea was given to me by BrokenWings2602. Well, except the end; that was all my doing. Hope you don't all hate me for the second chapter of angst and tears. Please enjoy!
Tadashi Hamada was good at being calm. Being the age he was and the occupation he had, he had to remain calm even in the direst of situations. He had to be prepared for disaster while he worked and able to maintain a clear head as he thought about how to fix any problems. Also, what with having a little brother like Hiro, it was practically a requirement to stay calm, even when his emotions were out of control.
He had never fully approved of his baby brother doing dangerous things like bot fighting, or even creating his robots, considering anything could go wrong at any moment and injure him. But after leaving the fire that consumed the school and (having managed to procure the extra neurotransmitter he'd nicked from Hiro's desk as they left the house and cover himself in the microbots) hiding away for a while, he realized he had missed a lot of happenings in San Fransokyo when he was finally able to get his hands on an old newspaper and see that his little brother Hiro had apparently saved the city along with Baymax and his friends. He was shocked, to say the least. He immediately worried about Hiro, even though it had been months since that paper had gone out. He returned to San Fransokyo, hoping that his family and friends would forgive him for staying away for so long and letting think he was dead. He was especially hoping Hiro wouldn't hate him for not telling him he was okay.
What met him when he arrived was nothing like he expected.
As soon as he approached the familiar café, he knew something was horribly wrong. There were black curtains covering the windows and a sign that read 'Closed.' His Aunt Cass never closed the café unless it was an emergency. He pulled out the spare key from the well-hidden spot near the door and unlocked the door, quietly entering and closing it behind him. Chills ran up his spine, giving him a foreboding feeling.
He heard voices downstairs and muffled sobs. Eyes widening, he ran as fast as he could downstairs, forgetting about being quiet. When he yanked open the door, he ignored the stunned but tearful faces of his friends and Aunt Cass.
He was met with the worst sight he could imagine.
Hiro lay on the ground, his eyes sightlessly open and staring. His face was splattered with dried blood, the enormous pool of red surrounding his small body. His clothes were torn in various places, a result of sawing blades. He glanced around and saw the two blades; one embedded in his baby brother's neck, the other laying next to him in the blood. Hiro's neck was torn to shreds, nearly cut off entirely.
Tadashi wanted to be sick. He had never imagined something like this would happen to Hiro. He was always to meticulous and perfect and careful when he upgraded his robots' weapons. He knew how his baby brother worked.
He knew Hiro. He also knew it wasn't an accident. His brother had done this deliberately.
But why?
It wasn't until the funeral when his Aunt Cass and his friends spoke about Hiro that he realized that it was his entire fault.
It was all his fault.
He had driven his baby brother Hiro to suicide, even though he never told anyone that Hiro had caused his accident on purpose. Hiro had believed him dead, only to commit suicide and have his body be found the day his brother came back alive.
Tadashi couldn't handle the thought.
He may be kind and gentle with others, but he was often very critical with himself. He criticized his own mistakes severely, which sometimes made him work harder to correct them, while other times it only served to make him angrier with himself.
Sure, his Aunt Cass was delighted that he was alive, always randomly giving him crushing hugs and extra dessert, and his friends still treated him the same, but the guilt of causing his most important person's death weighed heavy on his conscience.
He didn't know what to do.
Or, rather he did know what to do, but he wasn't sure he could do it.
He had found the disk installed in Baymax that allowed him to fight; after hearing of the time Hiro took out his healthcare disk to try and destroy Callaghan, he started to think. If he gave Baymax the correctly worded order, he could go out the same as his brother.
He took out the healthcare disk and said in a clear and steady voice, "Baymax, kill me and reinsert your healthcare disk after the job is done. Do not tell anyone you did this under my order. Do as Hiro requested before and protect our family and friends. Now."
Before closing his eyes, he saw Baymax's eyes turn red.
Finally, the guilt was gone.
Tadashi was very good at staying calm even in dire situations. He, however, wasn't good at staying away from his baby brother, his Hiro.
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