Hiro's Age: 4
Tadashi's Age: 11
On most typical days, Hiro would clamber out of his bed before Tadashi would even consider moving.
With his tiny feet moving rapidly down the stairs, and narrowly avoiding a sleeping Mochi, the boy came to a sliding stop. He peered his mess of black hair around the kitchen entrance quickly making sure Aunt Cass wasn't there.
Hiro Hamada, at the wonderful age of four, had only one goal in mind. Food. He felt as if he hadn't eaten since like yesterday! Which he supposed was true...
Without any gentleness, the boy scraped a wooden chair halfway across the kitchen from the dining table. As soon as it was positioned well enough, Hiro used all the strength he could muster up from his squishy arms. It took a few tries, and a few frustrated growls, but eventually he pulled himself up.
The wooden object rocked back and forth precariously, as Hiro stretched his fingers towards the white cabinets.
Despite the delay due to his small stature, he got it open and barely managed to latch on to the Fruity Pebbles box.
Without much thought, Hiro tossed the box to the floor. He imagined it would be a lot easier to just grab it from there instead of the counter. He was staring unconcerned as the box slowly began to spill its contents on to the floor.
Come to think of it, leaning over the already unbalanced chair just to stare at cereal probably wasn't the best thing to do...
His heart skipped a beat as it dawned on him that his body was getting dangerously close to the ground. In less than a second, his fragile body was thrown on top of the cereal box. To top that off, digging into his back was the large wooden chair.
A whimper could be heard all the way from the kitchen to his shared bedroom with Tadashi.
The older of the two shuffled slightly, but merely ignored the disturbance in favor of sleep.
The noise continued from downstairs, this time ascending in volume.
Tadashi's eyes shot open, his heart hammered in his chest as he bolted (and nearly fell on his face) down the stairs. Clad only in his very long olive-green pajama bottoms, he flew into the kitchen almost tripping over his own pant legs.
Tadashi's mind seemed to freeze over as he saw the scene laid out before him. With no more seconds to waste, the older brother hastily pulled the chair from Hiro.
"Are you hurt anywhere?!" His motherly instincts came into play just as he scooped up the boy. He carefully placed Hiro on the dining table, promptly pushing away napkin holders and plate mats.
The sun was halfway up, casting a dull orange glow on Hiro's tear-stained face. Hesitantly, the little boy shook his head in response to Tadashi's question. His body wasn't hurting as much anymore. He was seriously just shaken up.
Hiro couldn't even force his eyes to meet Tadashi's own calculating ones, as he thoroughly examined the boy. At first it was poking at random spots on his baby brother's body, and then the tedious questioning began.
After what felt like an eternity of "Should I go wake Aunt Cass?" and "Do you need me to skip school and take you to the doctor?" Tadashi finally began to relax. It appeared that his brother was no longer in any pain.
Taking the opportunity while it lasted, Tadashi almost painfully pushed his hands down on Hiro's shoulders. The boy struggled against the force, he began to whine saying he had enough of sitting on the stupid table.
With a single glance into the older one's face, his battle against the pressure on his shoulders ceased.
"What the heck were you thinking? You could have been seriously injured. C'mon Hiro I know for a fact that you're smarter than this. That chair would've landed on your neck. I'm being completely serious now!"
Tadashi paused midway through his lecture to place a finger under Hiro's chin, forcing him to look up.
"Why do you always feel the need to put yourself into danger? Why can't you just stop, and ask yourself if I would personally let you do this? Because I certainly wouldn't let you stand on an unbalanced chair that happens to be twice your weight."
Hiro's round eyes began to water, and with a quivering breath, he answered, "'Dashi I just wanted to make us breakfast. I-I didn't want to wake you..."
Tadashi, as gently as he could interjected "I really appreciate the gesture, Hiro. I do. When I got here...your body was pinned to the floor. I froze. I- I panicked Hiro. I'm not ready to lose you too. You're my responsibility, and breakfast isn't as important to me as you are."
With a tiny nod, Hiro slipped down from the table. He dragged his feet to the staircase with his head down. Tadashi looked on with a sigh wondering if he should have eased up on Hiro.
The sun was fully out and the older Hamada decided to clean up the kitchen a bit before getting ready for school.
Once he was done in the kitchen he helped the still mute Hiro apply tooth paste to his Captain America tooth-brush. They didn't exchange words as Hiro followed Tadashi to the foot of the stair case. He watched his big brother walk down alone, that is until Aunt Cass sprang by and down the stairs.
"If you're late Tada' I'm reeeeally sorry. I didn't plan to sleep this late!"
Aunt Cass turned around quickly realizing her usually loud home was startlingly quiet.
With an eyebrow raised, she didn't comment much on it, and awkwardly walked to the front door.
"I'll just be outside when ever you two are done being...well..you two. Also, Hiro don't you dare open this door. I'm only walking Tada' to the bus stop. I swear if I find more animals other than Mochi in this home again, you're gonna be in huge trouble!" She calls out slamming the front door.
Somewhere in the back of Hiro's mind, he was already planning what animals to bring into the home.
He stood at the top of the stair case with Mochi by his feet. Rubbing his eyes, the four-year old waved a goodbye at his brother. Tadashi noticed the small movement, and grinned.
"I promise not to endanger myself until you get home then, 'Dashi." Hiro spoke trying to stifle a yawn.
With an exaggerated eye roll, Tadashi continued on his way, "I'll be there to pick up the mess like i always will. At least try to use your brain while I'm away little bro."
Hiro giggled with a sincere promise that he would just bother Aunt Cass the entire day. Which probably wasn't a great display of himself using his brain...
A/N: Whoa. I didn't expect this to amount to anything. You guys are really rad! So instead of posting my main story i shot out another random bubble that became what it was after reading a review. I already had this planned since this morning, but that review really egged me on haha! So thanks! I promise to get back to my other story soon ;A;
btw the legend of zelda music is rly good to listen to while typing.
Hiro calls tadashi "Dashi" while Aunt Cass calls him "Tada" im not sure why my fingers just typed that out and i was like "k" anyways...
Review and itll make me cry happily?
Like usual i love you all a lot! And please ignore any mistakes you find in this. -Kelly
