And here we are again with another chapter of this angsty story. Thanks to everyone so far who has read this story and everything, I really do hope you are all liking my deep emotional stuff I got here.

Now let's get to it

WARNING. I rated this T cause I go touch on some deep themes like depression and a small bit of self-hate. Please keep this in mind when reading and all that.


For the remainder of the day Hiro didn't speak a word. He no longer felt like talking at all. Whenever the nurses or doctors would ask him a question he would only nod or shake his head. There wasn't anything he wanted to talk about or do anyways. Now that he knew what had happened… he didn't feel like doing much else. All he did for the rest of the day was stare down at Tadashi's hat. The baseball cap that Tadashi always seemed to wear all the time… that was the only thing Hiro had left of his older brother.

He had a sinking feeling in his gut every since he had started thinking about that night, but he never wanted to believe it was true. Every part of his body and mind denied the thought that Tadashi didn't make it out of the building. But everyone once and a while those thoughts had slipped into his mind. And now… those thoughts were there full time now that he knew the painful truth.

It was hours past dinner now. The doctors had made their last check on Hiro before leaving him alone for the night. Hiro looked at at his brothers baseball cap again, running his fingers over the San Fransokyo Ninja's logo that was embroidered on the front. The longer he stared at it, the more his heart stared to hurt. He clutched one hand over his chest. He had never felt pain like this before. The pain from the burns was one thing… but this level of pain was something else entirely. It felt as if his heart was trying to twist to the point that it would snap.

Hiro's vision blurred as warm tears streamed down his face again. He began to cry as he brought his legs up against his chest. Since Hiro didn't care to wipe away the tears, they fell down his face and onto Tadashi's hat.

"Tadashi why?...Why did you have to be such an knucklehead...Why are...w-were you always such an idiot?" Hiro mumbled this to no one as he was alone in his room. Though maybe he was mumbling to the closest item he had to remind him of his brother. It felt a bit better to speak aloud at least that just having the thoughts in his head. "W-Why… Why did you have to run in there?"

The pain surged again and it didn't stop, it just kept coming. Every thought, every memory of his brother was now filled with pain. He could no longer think back to those happy memories of him and his brother without wanting to cry.

Never again would he be able to hangout with his brother. Tadashi would never be there again to teach Hiro karate. Hiro would no longer be able to joke around and just have fun with him. The dream of going to the same school as his brother...was over. Never again would he get to try and invent stuff with him. His big brother would never be there for him again. His big brother was gone and he could do nothing about it.

The sobs came out more and more as Hiro rested his head on his knees. There was sadness filling his heart… but there also was something else residing in there. Something else that started to form as soon as Hiro realized he would never see his brother again.

It was fear.

He was afraid, now that he had lost his brother. He was afraid of what would happen now.

The fear of being alone mixed with the sadness for the loss of his brother was breaking him inside. "T-Tadashi...I need you. Y-You promised… You promised you would be there for me."

Hiro was only three years old when their parents had died. He couldn't even remember them being so young. But he did remember one thing from all those years ago and that was Tadashi being right by his side. Tadashi had always been there for him, taking care of him like a good older brother. Tadashi was the closest friend Hiro ever had throughout the past eleven years now.

But that was all over.

In a split second of decisions… Tadashi made a choice that unintentionally broke his promise to Hiro.

Hiro cried more and more until his voice became hoace. He could no longer speak or sob without having to nearly gasp for a single breath. With a shaky inhale Hiro slowly laid down on his bed. Only now did he attempt to wipe away the tears from his eyes, but there wasn't much point as they kept coming. He laid there as he tried to calm himself down. He thought over everything again and wished everything was different. He wished Tadashi had never ran into that burning building. He wished the fire had never even started. The longer his thoughts lingered though… he started wishing he could have done more to stop his brother.

"I should have stopped him," Hiro thought to himself now as he wrapped the bed sheets around him. "Why didn't I do more to stop him? I should have… I could have…" Hiro pressed his hands against his face as he let out a weary sigh. When he pulled his hands back he stared at the special bandage wraps. "This...these burns… it's all because I couldn't stop him. If I had stopped him… this wouldn't have happened. Everything would be fine. Tadashi would be alive and everything would be fine. But I just stood there like an idiot...and let him run in there. I got burnt cause I couldn't stop him."

Hiro closed his eyes, pushing out a few more tears. With no more energy to stay awake he turned onto his side and wrapped the sheets around him even more. He held himself tightly...wishing that he could have Tadashi there by his side. He wanted someone to talk to him… someone to comfort him. But he was just left alone in a cold, empty room.

Slowly Hiro became sleepy much to his surprise, but he welcomed it. He just wanted to sleep and try to relax about everything… though he knew that would never happen. He also knew the doctors would not be too happy if he stayed up the entire night crying. Hiro's heart rate finally slowed down to a calm and steady pace as his mind slowly faded into sleep. But...unfortunately the news he had learned… and his thoughts he had from the day still weren't done with him.


And that wraps up that. How was that angst? Am I doing a good job and all? Let me know please as I am curious what you all are thinking about that.

So next chapter I get to do one of my favorite things in fanfics. Heheh, can you figure it out?

See you guys next time!