Title: Hero Complex

Rated: K+

Summary: In which Hiro has a "Hero-complex" and everyone suffers (or enjoys) from it every day.

Genre(s): Angst/Hurt/Comfort/Family-ish

Warn: AU, ooc, absurd, weird, not beta'd.

Disc: I don't own BH6.

A/N: Beware of angst everywhere—also based on the scene where Tadashi should've died. Lel.

"Whoa there—where do you think you're going?" Hiro flailed to get free from his brother's hold on his hood.

"What does it look like—I'm trying to save your professor, Tadashi! Let go of me!"

"And risking your life? I don't think so bonehead!"

"But it's what heroes do Tadashi—you—you can't just keep me away from rescuing someone!"

Tadashi harshly yanked his brother to the back, making the younger Hamada flail even harder, as he instantly grabbed on the shoulders and looked straight into his eyes.

"No, I'm not taking chances of letting my last living family member—the only connection to Mom and Dad—to throw away his live to save someone else's." His eyes steeled in conviction. "You want to save a cat by climbing the tree to grab it? Fine. You want to build an army of kidnapping robots just for a charity work? Be my guest. You want to drag me into one of your crazy and humiliating schemes? Go ahead, I won't even protest."

"But if you ever try to save someone while it has the probability of you being dead—you'll have another thing coming for even thinking about it, stupid!"

The fire behind them flared even bigger, eating the building by its flaming hands and heat, as Hiro tried to wriggle his shoulders from Tadashi's hands. He looked back and calculated the building was going to collapse soon if the fire weren't extinguished by the next ten minutes.

Images of a flaming building, screams of agony (calling out for his name—), and hands reaching out for him flashed in his mind as his body began to shook.

No, not again! Not before I save him!

"I don't care," the younger Hamada whispered, his head was downcast and his shoulders trembled. "I'd rather die than to have another person die because I'm not competent enough to save them…" Just like that time…

He looked straight at his brother.

"Please Tadashi—let me save him."

Tadashi's breath hitched as he saw the other's conflicted gaze on him and eyes flashed in recognition as he remembered those eyes.

Regretsorrowpainit'sallbecauseofmetheydied—

"NO!" He wasn't going to let that happen again—no not this time. "I will not—EVER—let you do that AGAIN Hiro!" He tightened his grip on Hiro's shoulders as the building started to collapse, making the younger Hamada widened his eyes in horror.

"NO!"

Hiro tried to flail again from Tadashi's iron grip, but failed again—and now could only watch as the building tore down to the ground as he violently punched his brother to get out. By the time the fire had tripled in size and the building continued to collapse, Hiro's eyes went dead as he trembled and dropped down to the ground.

"No…"

His eyes began to tear as Tadashi hugged him from behind, burying his head on his back while he began to sob.

"I'm sorry."

END

A/N: You could say I gave Hiro a mental trauma for his reasons why he has a "Hero-complex". This is supposed to be humor-family-ish-filled fanfic—angst why you invade my brain—asdfghjkl. On the other hand, I'll probably either gonna make a separate fanfic to reveal Hiro's reasons or an omake/it's own chapter in here—what do you think? Anyway, reviews would be nice, thank you!

~G L. [Jakarta, 10.05.2015]

Just editing some stuffs. [Jakarta, 12.05.2015]