Disclaimer: Not mine.

Warning: This is Hiro/Tadashi slash. They are not related in this AU however, there is still slash. Therefore, don't like, don't read and just move on with your life.

(EDITED: 11/5/2015)

Chapter 3

I rather make myself believe, that planet Earth turns slowly – Fireflies (Owl City)

Hiro looked at his smartphone and almost choked on his toast. He had just woken up at eight in the morning with nothing on his schedule until noon. So, he decided to laze in his bed a few minutes before heading to the bathroom to wash up. With that, he had gone to the kitchen to eat some toast. As he scrolled through his messages, he read the message sent by his agent. He stared at the message as he drank a glass of water. His face reddened as he reread the message for the fifth time that morning.

"You're kidding me," he said to himself.

You have a trip to London for the Young Scientist Convention. Your ticket will arrive today. You'll be going with Tadashi. –Henry

Hiro sighed loudly as he placed his smartphone on the counter, just counting a hundred reasons as to why this would be a bad idea. What was Henry thinking? Hiro looked to the ground and stared at his bare feet for a while, his mind flashing back to what happened these past two days. It was the second day of this stupid little game of his. He felt the lurch of weirdness taking over as he remembered how Tadashi's hand felt on his face. It was warm and it was nice. Hiro had to admit, it was relaxing—the touch and Honey was actually lucky.

But too bad it wouldn't work on him.

It was just one of Tadashi's tactics to keep Hiro unfocused. He shook his head as he felt his cheeks reddening when he remembered what Tadashi had said about him on national television. He almost believed them, the words that sounded so genuine. Whatever that came out from his mouth, it sounded so sincere that he couldn't help but to believe them. But he was his rival and for once, that all made sense to him.

Tadashi was nothing more than a big fat weirdo.

And now, he had to spend two days with him—in London. He groaned at that thought and shook his head. He needed to drown himself in his life before this reality dragged him away. He needed to go back to his roots and live in the type of buzz he had before he had to get back in the saddle with this reality. He pondered for a moment before he nodded and took his smartphone. He quickly grabbed his bag that was lying on the couch in the living room and headed for the door.

He wore his sneakers before he sighed and keyed in his security code. The door gave a few beeps before it clicked open. With that, Hiro grabbed the metal handle and pulled it open, coming face to face with the said man that irritated the daylights out of him. The young genius stood and stared at Tadashi, who seemed to have caught wanting to knock on the door.

A few seconds passed before Hiro sighed loudly, his good mood already turning around at the sight of Tadashi. "What?" he questioned, irritation seeping through his words. Tadashi just dropped his hand that was bawled into a fist and cleared his throat. Hiro blinked a few times when he spotted that Tadashi's face was slightly red. He narrowed his eyes and took a step forward. Tadashi immediately took a few steps back, giving space for Hiro to move out from the front door.

Hiro turned around and pulled the door close shut, hearing the faint click and beep from the security alarm. Turning around once more to face Tadashi, he raised his eyebrows when Tadashi just shuffled from one foot to the other, a smile making way on his face. "Good morning," he said as Hiro rolled his eyes and nodded at him for politeness.

"Yeah, you too," he said curtly before he turned away from the man and started to walk to the elevator. Tadashi didn't waste any time standing about and started catching up to Hiro, walking next to him. Silence enveloped between them as Hiro took the liberty to ignore him. He pressed on the elevator button and waited for the doors to open.

"So, you heard the news?" Tadashi questioned, sounding cheery so early in the morning. Hiro wanted to scowl but he refused to dignify Tadashi with any response, therefore he kept his face passive and just hummed out a reply. "We'll be travelling together." Something about that sentence made the young genius cringe as he sighed under his breath. Finally the metallic doors opened and Hiro walked inside, followed closely by Tadashi. With that, Hiro pressed on the ground button and waited for the elevator music to overwhelm him from this conversation.

However, Tadashi didn't get what the silence Hiro was emitting signified and continued on with his one-sided conversation. "We also might be sitting together in the plane."

"What do you want?" Hiro asked dryly, hoping that Tadashi would just shut up. There was definitely something wrong with this man, Hiro had concluded in his mind. Tadashi just chuckled before he grinned widely.

"I just wanted to see you," he said as Hiro felt his eyebrows climbing up. He glanced at Tadashi and just sagged his shoulders. He knew that it was futile to ignore him forever. Tadashi always had that secret passage way to get Hiro's attention and as much as this young genius didn't want to admit it, it always worked.

"Well, ta-da," he said dryly. "Now, go away. I have things to do today." The doors of the elevator slid opened and Hiro sighed once more before he got off, heading towards the building's sliding glass doors to get out of here. Tadashi just hummed out casually as he followed the young genius out. Before he could take another step away, a hand shot out and grabbed his right hand gently. It was so gentle that it almost shocked Hiro from his skin. Turning around and snatching his hand back, he looked at Tadashi and scowled. "What?"

"Here," he said as he handed out a strawberry candy. Hiro raised his eyebrows and he was sure that his eyebrows were climbing way up until nobody could see it anymore. His heart started to thump louder in his chest and sudden confusion washed through him as he stared at the candy.

"What's…that?" Hiro asked, carefully looking back at Tadashi. The man just smiled at Hiro before he grabbed Hiro's right hand and placed the candy on his palm. He closed the fingers around the candy and held it tight before letting Hiro's hand go. Hiro felt the candy wrapper shallowly digging through his skin as he gulped, his mind drawing blank.

"Just something I think you'll like," Tadashi said as he scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. "I got these candies from France. And I thought you might like to try one."

Hiro just kept quiet, trying to ponder around that sentence before he looked at his hand again. Clutching the candy tight, he looked at Tadashi again and opened his mouth. But before he could say whatever that was crossing his mind, Tadashi just shrugged and waved at him. With that, he turned around and walked away, digging away his car keys from his pockets and heading out of the place. Hiro just stood there and stared at his back until he disappeared. With that, he looked back at his hand and felt something warm worming way in his chest.

This was…unexpected. Nobody had done something like this before. He felt his cheeks reddening before Hiro shook those thoughts away. He took the candy, shoving it into his bag as he walked out of the place as well. He had to be cautious from now on. Tadashi seemed to have a million other ways to take Hiro off guard and somewhere inside his mind he knew that this was just the beginning.

Small waves of dread washed into him as he sighed loudly. Why was it that his life always seemed to make things harder for him than it already was? Why couldn't he just do things his way for once? He didn't ask to be pulled into this game. He hated Tadashi, he didn't want anything to do with the man. It was more than enough that his life was already tied up with that man in so many aspects. Now his non-existent love life had to be infiltrated too?

But somehow, Hiro found his mood lifting slightly. He felt warm in this cold morning and it made him felt weird inside. Nobody in his nineteen years of life had done something like this. Nobody had come up to him and just told him that they liked him—that they were interested in him and wanted to try and be with him. He always assumed that when the time came, he would just meet this girl from somewhere and fall in love with her or maybe, he would end up in a loveless marriage. It had only ever been between these two scenarios whenever it was about his love life but now, his reality had been tipped upside down by this man.

Seduction.

Hiro snorted at that. He knew every definition and every meaning related to that word but what Tadashi seemed to be doing looked unique. New and for once, Hiro found himself waiting for what was about to come. He shook his head gently and continued on walking. But he wouldn't give in to this game. He was convinced this was just some kind of a game for the both of them, to see who would give up first. Just like the rivalry between them all this time—this was one of those things too.

This wasn't real.

The café came into his view and Hiro couldn't help but to smile wide. He took a few steps closer to the café before he looked through the windows. His eyes scanned at the customers inside of the small building before his eyes caught onto Cass. She was serving her famous pies to her customers with a smile meanwhile a man passed by her and served another plate of pie to the other table. Cass smiled widely at her customers before she walked to the man. With that, she pecked his lips and headed to the kitchen, the man—Teo, following shortly after.

Hiro smiled gently before he sighed and walked inside of the café. The warmth of the café immediately hit him as the smell of pastries, cakes and coffee filled the air. He took a few steps inside, casually looking past the customers who had smiles on their faces to the kitchen entrance. He continued his way to the counter and stood there, just waiting for his aunt to make an appearance. It took only seconds before his aunt's face beamed at him when she spotted her nephew.

"Hiro!" she exclaimed loudly, her voice dripping with happiness. Hiro grinned at her and gave her a hug. Her grip on him was deadly and tight, almost as if she hadn't seen him for years. He felt the shallow ache at that before he hugged her back just as tight. After a few seconds, he released her and smiled. "You're here!" she said as she cupped his face and stretched his cheeks before letting him go completely.

He rubbed his cheeks before he shook his head. "Yeah," he said. "I just wanted to see you."

"Well, I missed you too, Hiro," she said solemnly before Teo came around from behind her. He smiled at him before Hiro gave him a short hug too.

"Do you need anything?" Teo asked, pointing to the kitchen. Hiro just chuckled.

"Coffee, please?" he said as Teo grinned and nodded.

"So, what brought you here? I thought you'll be so busy to even drop by," Cass said as she dragged Hiro to sit at one of the empty seats. He settled into his seat as he sighed and placed his bag next to him.

"Sorry, Aunt Cass," he said. "You know how my life can be. I wanted to come and visit you all the time but every time I tried, things got in the way." She nodded at him before Teo came around and placed a cup of coffee in front of him. Then, he took a seat next to Cass and smiled at Hiro, warmth washing into his eyes. Hiro had long accepted him into the family, treating him like his very own uncle or father. Teo was always nice to him, supportive too—something that he was grateful for.

He quietly sipped onto the hot coffee before sighing. "You look really tense," Teo said after a while. Hiro looked at him and shrugged helplessly.

"I am," he agreed. "I have a trip to London soon," he said.

"How long will you be gone?" Cass asked as she furrowed her eyebrows. Hiro knew that she was worried. She never really liked Hiro going too far away from her reach. She had always made him stay around her so she could keep an eye on him. In her books, Hiro was still a young boy who needed his aunt's protection and somehow, Hiro couldn't deny that. He was still a young boy after all. He just had to grow up early for whatever reasons he couldn't remember now.

"Two days, I think," Hiro said as she sighed.

"When will you be travelling?" she questioned.

"Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow," Hiro said as he looked at her and smiled. "I'll be fine, Aunt Cass."

"I just don't like you travelling too far away," she said slowly as Teo wrapped his arm around her shoulders and squeezed it. Hiro didn't miss the worry in Teo's eyes too. He couldn't help but to feel warm again inside.

"I'll be fine," he said as he flicked his wrist dismissively. "I'll be back before you know it. I'll buy you something before I come back home."

She nodded even though she doesn't seem so keen on the idea. "Will you be going alone?" Teo asked as Hiro sighed loudly at that question. Leaning deeper into his chair, he let a small frown to settle on his lips.

"No," he said. Cass eyed him for a while before a smile stretched on her lips.

"I'm guessing it's someone you don't like," she said as Hiro nodded.

"Tadashi," he said, wincing to himself at how cold he sounded. Teo chuckled at that and Hiro shot the man an exasperated look.

"Ah, your long-lost brother," Cass teased as Hiro groaned under his breath.

"Not you too, Aunt Cass," Hiro said. "It's enough that the media is having fun with that and now they got you too?"

"Well, he does have the same last name as you do," she said and shrugged. Hiro just scowled at that before he took his coffee mug and sipped the now lukewarm coffee. "Come on, Hiro. He doesn't seem like a bad kid."

"He's annoying," Hiro mumbled at the rim of his mug. "Very annoying. He's born to make my life a living hell."

"I'm pretty sure you're just over exaggerating," Teo chimed in as Hiro sighed and placed his mug on the table.

"You wouldn't believe what he's trying to do to me now," he mumbled. Cass's eyebrows perked upwards as she looked at her nephew.

"And what is he trying to do now?" she asked. Hiro looked at her for a while before he bit his bottom lip. His cheeks reddened without him willing it when he recalled what was going on between them. Cass noticed his face before a smirk made way on her lips. "Hiro?"

"He's—I don't know," Hiro said after a while, remembering the candy he gave him. Strawberry candy, why strawberry? Hiro had never liked strawberries and for that fruit to be in a candy? And yet, he still took it. Without any return, Hiro took it. "He said he likes me."

"Hah!" Cass clapped her hands together. "I told you! That boy is too nice to hate anyone."

"No, you don't get it," Hiro said annoyed. "He's just so weird. He's doing all of these nice things to me to…to…seduce me to like him and it's just—"

"Seduce?" Teo asked amused, his lips quirking upwards. Hiro stopped midsentence and looked at him before his face flared red. Clasping his mouth shut, he looked away from Teo and went back to sipping his coffee, flicking his hand once again dismissively.

"That boy likes you!" Cass said excitedly. "And now he's trying to change your mind about him. How romantic is that?"

"Aunt Cass," Hiro said almost sounding whiny. "I don't like him that way. I'm not—I don't even swing that way!"

Teo just chuckled before he sighed. "Teenagers these days," he said before he got up, heading to where a customer was waiting at the counter. Cass kissed his cheek before he left, looking back at Hiro with a wide smile.

"Maybe you'll like him, Hiro," she said after a minute. "Maybe, this could change your loveless life."

"Har har," Hiro said.

"I'm serious though," she said. "Maybe you've been reading him wrongly all this while."

"I don't know," Hiro said. "I think he's just trying to distract me from my career. And when I go down in ashes, he would leave me. It's the only explanation."

A pregnant pause accompanied them for a while before Cass sighed and shrugged. "I can't say that it isn't true since I don't know him well. But—who knows, maybe you're wrong."

"I doubt that," he said. "But we'll see." With that, he continued to drink his coffee silently, changing the subject swiftly to ask about Mochi, his cat. Cass just let the conversation slip past that zone to somewhere else, answering his questions earnestly.

"Why with Tadashi?"

Henry just stared at him as he handed Hiro the tickets. Hiro had went back to his lab after the visit with his aunt, deciding to continue on his inventions before Henry dropped by to give the tickets. It turned out he would be leaving tomorrow evening to London. His agent just sighed at the young genius before he smiled.

"Because I said so," he said as Hiro scowled at him.

"Alright, fine," Hiro said. "But I'll be in a different hotel, right?" he asked. He knew his question was dumb as Henry gave him a look. After no answer, he assumed that no, he wouldn't be placed in a different hotel either. He groaned as he walked to his desk and sat on his chair, looking at Henry with a frown. Henry just ran his fingers through his hair and looked around his lab.

"Stop being such a baby," Henry said lightly. "It's just two days." After a few seconds, he added, "Besides, it's not like you two are going to share a room or something. Just relax. I'll be meeting you there too, you know."

"Yay," Hiro said dryly before he straightened himself and nodded. "Fine. Whatever. You owe me one, Henry."

"I owe you a lot," Henry agreed. "Just don't start any confrontation that could end up splashed as the front page news. We don't need any more media's attention on you two."

"I won't be the one starting it if anything like that happens," Hiro said as Henry gave him a pointed look.

"I'm serious," he chided gently. Hiro just smiled at his agent before sighing.

"I'll be on my best behaviour, happy?" he said sarcastically. However, the sarcasm didn't register in Henry's brain as he smiled brightly at that and nodded.

"Alright so, Fred will pick you two up in London," he said as he looked at his tablet. Hiro perked up at that and grinned widely.

"Fred's going to be there?" he asked as Henry nodded.

Fred was one of Hiro's closest friends when he was still studying in SFIT. He was also Tadashi's partner in assignments and that was how Fred also knew Tadashi. Somehow, Fred didn't seem too awkward being friends with the two of them—in fact, he had fun getting to know the both of them. After that, he ended up inventing this suit that could give out fire like a real Godzilla and somehow, that suit was dubbed as 'Fredzilla'. It wasn't developed deeper but it was displayed as one of the young scientist's greatest inventions. And then, he moved to London when his parents decided to continue working on their London branch and Hiro rarely got to see Fred after that.

"He's going to be your tour guide," Henry said as he looked at Hiro and smiled. "Aren't I your favourite agent?"

"You're my only agent," Hiro said as Henry nodded.

"And I better be your only agent for a long time."

By the time he got home, it was almost seven in the evening. His stomach grumbled but he was too lazy to head anywhere else for the remainder of the evening. He needed to prepare his stuff for the trip tomorrow. He walked near his apartment door and almost stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Tadashi, leaning against the wall next to his door, looking at the carpeted floor. He looked different, Hiro noted. He was wearing something casual; a pair of dark blue jeans with his black shirt, but it looked—good on him. Hiro shook those thoughts out as he walked closer to him, not even trying to get to his door.

"Can I help you…again?" Hiro asked dryly as Tadashi snapped his gaze and looked at him. For a while, Tadashi just silently stared at him in the eyes before he broke his passive face into a smile and stood straight.

"Have you eaten?" he asked. Hiro furrowed his eyebrows and looked at his apartment door. It would be so easy to just walk in and slam the door shut on Tadashi's face. But then, it was rude and Hiro—as much as he hated Tadashi—didn't have that level of rudeness to do that. He pondered that question in his mind for a few seconds before he shook his head.

He didn't know why he couldn't have just lied and said that he had eaten but when something in Tadashi's eyes bored through him, he decided to just tell the truth. "No," he said as Tadashi nodded at that.

"Great," he said. Hiro's eyebrows rose again at that. Tadashi immediately noticed the look and a flash of panic surged through the man's face. "No, I mean—no, that's not great! I mean, I was just—uh, wondering, I mean. Let's go out for dinner."

Hiro felt his heart stopped beating for a millisecond and his mind drew blank. His face heated up as his eyes widened at that statement. Tadashi's cheeks were red a bit too and for a while, he seemed like a normal boy asking out his crush to dinner. Hiro took a step back and tried to clear his head but it was looking futile when he couldn't stop that surge of—of—warmth—colouring his mind. Silence followed in and Hiro suddenly felt awkward of himself.

"Well?" Tadashi asked quietly, sounding nervous. All the confidence Hiro saw in the man's posture slowly disappeared at each second the silence stretched on. Hiro's mind was still trying to process the thoughts. It was too fast. This man that he had never spent a minute of his day to entertain him now wanted to take him to dinner? A date? He felt his throat constricting and for a while he felt as if he was about to faint.

"I—," Hiro started but before he could form some kind of sentence, his stomach grumbled loudly, breaking the awkward stance between them.

"Looks like your stomach agrees with me," he said as he chuckled, Hiro's face reddening deeper. Hiro frowned at him and crossed his arms against his chest.

"I don't need you to bring me to dinner," he said. "I'm telling you, it's futile. You can't win me over."

Tadashi just smiled brightly. "So, is that a yes?"

Hiro blinked at him for a few seconds. "Didn't you hear me? I said—"

"Great!" Tadashi said as he started to walk past Hiro to the elevator. "I know this great French restaurant." Hiro just stared at the man for a few seconds before a flicker of irritation dawned him. How dare he walk away from Hiro like that? Hiro knew that this was bait for him to follow Tadashi, but he couldn't help it. "Unless you're too scared for some French?"

Growling, Hiro stalked after Tadashi and glared at him. "I'm not coming with you because you asked," Hiro said after a while. "I'm coming to prove that I'm not scared for some French."

Tadashi just smirked at him, even though it didn't look menacing or mocking. "Sure." Hiro glared at him sharper and sighed loudly. Even to him, the excuse sounded lame. Somehow, deep inside, he wanted to follow Tadashi anyway. So, he didn't say anything else. It intrigued him that Tadashi would persuade him in such a manner.

Seduction?

Well, this was definitely speaking volumes to Hiro—even though Hiro kept on reminding himself that it wouldn't work.

No, not on him.

"I have no idea what any of these means," Hiro deadpanned as he stared at the menu. Tadashi chuckled before he looked at Hiro.

"Me either," he said as Hiro looked at him and raised one of his eyebrows.

"Then why the hell did we come here?" he asked as Tadashi smiled.

"Because this place serves the best French food I ever eaten," he said earnestly as Hiro narrowed his eyes at Tadashi. Seconds ticked on before Hiro sighed and just resigned his fate in the hands of this man for his dinner.

After the waiter ordered for them, they didn't talk. Hiro was busy looking through his phone, just checking his messages before he finally got bored and placed his phone back into his bag. He then looked at Tadashi, who was looking out of the restaurant window, elbow against the hand rest of the chair and holding his chin in place.

Silence stretched on between them before Hiro looked away from Tadashi and studied the place around them. It was nice and cosy looking. It doesn't look fancy, almost bistro like and it made everyone felt welcomed. He somehow could relate the atmosphere of this restaurant with Tadashi. He could connect as to why Tadashi liked this place. And somehow, that night, Hiro found himself breaking another one of his normal norms with Tadashi.

"So, you come here often?"

He started the conversation with Tadashi first.

Tadashi looked at Hiro and leaned into his seat, looking around the restaurant before a gentle smile stretched on his lips. "Yeah," he said as he looked back at Hiro. "It has good food."

"So you've said," Hiro said as he looked at Tadashi for a few seconds. "You know, if you're going to drag me to dinners, shouldn't you start talking first?"

Tadashi chuckled before he nodded. "But you like the peace better, don't you?"

Hiro felt his mind having a hard time settling with that sentence for the second time today. It seemed that Tadashi had different ways to catch him off guard. The way he would say his thoughts, it would settle deep into Hiro and somehow, the sentence would run over and over in his mind for a long time before Hiro had to push away the thoughts forcibly.

"You don't even know me," Hiro scoffed as he looked away from Tadashi. For a while now, he felt completely transparent in front of this man. It was as if he could read whatever lines Hiro was placing in between them and then, get over it.

Was this one of his plans?

"And I would like to know you," Tadashi said. "So, why don't you just give me a chance?"

"Because this isn't real," Hiro said as he looked back at Tadashi. "This is just a game we created. This isn't real." Tadashi blinked a few times before he seemed to think of a response.

"You think that what I'm feeling for you isn't real?" he asked, sounding sceptical. Hiro just chuckled humourlessly before he eyed the man sharply.

"Tadashi," he started. "I'm saying that whatever you're feeling—it won't affect me. So, the sooner you realise this, the sooner we can put this silliness behind us and just go back to the way we were before."

"And that would be rivals, am I right?" Tadashi said.

"Yeah," Hiro agreed but Tadashi just shook his head.

"You see," Tadashi said. "That's where we're not on the same page. I—I can't force you to like me, Hiro but I damn well will try to at least change whatever perspective you have about me. I really do like you. I'm not lying."

Hiro looked at him carefully and it was surprising at how honest Tadashi was to Hiro. For a moment, Hiro let himself believe it. He couldn't deny that whenever Tadashi said nice things about him he would want to smile like some idiot but then, his life was never this easy. Tadashi liking him—so out of the blue, it was never this easy and that was where Hiro refused to believe.

"Any new inventions you've been working on?" Hiro asked, changing the subject immediately. Tadashi stared at the young genius for a few seconds before he nodded, dropping the subject too.

"Ya," he said. "I call him Baymax."

"Baymax?" Hiro asked, feeling the name of his invention curling at the tip of his tongue like something sweet. The name sounded cuddly too. His interest perked up as he shifted in his seat. "That sounds cute."

"He is," Tadashi agreed before he looked at Hiro and grinned. "But that's all I'm saying for now."

"Why not?" Hiro said. "Scared I'll beat you?"

"No," Tadashi said he leaned against the table. "Until I know something about you, we're not going to go there."

"Hah," Hiro scoffed. "Good luck with that."

Tadashi just chuckled and for a moment, Hiro let a tiny smile to mark way on his lips. If Tadashi saw it, he didn't say anything. Soon the food arrived and they ate, talking in between and sometimes Tadashi would ask about his favourite colour or what his favourite books were and Hiro would find himself answering honestly, sucked into this charade. Tadashi then would exchange the information with what he liked to do during weekends or what his favourite pie was.

By the time dinner ended and they were walking out of the restaurant after paying, Hiro had found himself actually enjoying Tadashi's company. The shock that took over him almost had him thinking more clearly but then, he began to dissect the source of his shock. He always thought Tadashi was someone who wouldn't spend any quality time with someone like him. Tadashi was this guy that everyone looked up to, that every girl wanted to be with and he was—he was Tadashi.

And Hiro, he never thought that he would get to be at the receiving end of his company until today. Now, he was somehow seeing why Tadashi had so many friends. He kept the silence comfortable and if a conversation strikes out between them, he would keep it going until they run out of things to say. Somehow, Hiro began to feel as if maybe—for once—he misinterpreted this man.

Pushing out the bet from his mind, he knew that whatever self-trait Tadashi was portraying at the moment, it was his genuine self and Hiro found himself wanting to know more. It was comfortable, Hiro agreed.

When he reached his apartment door, already punching the code into his security alarm, Tadashi had bid him goodbye and grinned when Hiro thanked him. "I'll see you tomorrow," he said as Hiro nodded, realising that he didn't feel irritated for the first time in his life when he was this close to Tadashi. Tadashi grabbed Hiro's right hand and clasped it tight before he let it go and opened his own door. He looked at Hiro one last time before he disappeared into his apartment.

Hiro then walked inside of his own apartment and closed the door shut. He sighed as he shook his head and decided he needed coffee. Something was surely changing inside of him and he was beginning to slip past his original goal.

He was confused slightly inside too.

"No matter," Hiro said to himself. "It's just until Valentine's Day." And after that, whatever that started between them would end. Tadashi would go ahead and fix his attention on someone else and Hiro would be going on with his own life.

Right.

A/N: Welllllll! Sorry for the late update. Busy, busy. I'm glad you guys liked this story! I hope you guys like this chapter too~! Thank you all for the follows, faves and reviews! Let me know what you guys think of this chapter and until the next chappie~! -Krystal