Tadashi found comfort within the beat's of vibrations that laced into the songs, running gave him focus, but mostly it was a distraction tactic to ease the pain he felt in his heart; he could stop over-thinking and only focus in the necessities of running.

But that didn't quell the anger in his chest. The angrier he got the faster he ran. He was trying to think things out to the beat of his feet pounded against the cement. He made a list in his head of what he had to do to move on, one was to go back to uni and make baymax even more afficent than he already was, number two was to get a hair cut; he hated it being long, he never understood how his baby brother could stand that birds nest he liked to call 'bed-head perfection.'

Tadashi laughed at those memories of Hiro telling him to lay off about his hair just cause he's jealous of all this hair.

He spotted the family's local hairdresser shop and decided to pop in to achieve task one of his 'get back on track' plan.

The familiar blonde with big hair, who wore too much makeup on her face and who was slightly over-weight greeted him with a kind smile. He forced a smile and waved an hello at her.

"Hey Kathy, can you squeeze me in for a quick hair cut?" He asked, still standing in the door way, the hairdresser didn't even have to think about it before she was ushering him in with the promise of fattening him up.

Tadashi sat in a chair as Kathy threw the black cape over his front.

He lowered his head into the small sink so she could wash the grease out of his hair.

The hairdresser's- even as a child; had always found it welcoming, the people in there where always so lovely. The salon was the girliest thing on the planet- Hiro complained about it once- and Tadashi had to agree, silently of course.

The walls were pink and were decorated with meaningful quotes. The mirrors had those spotlight lightbulbs and all the hanging table's below each mirror were slavered in heaps of glitter that were kept pressed below the glass.

It didn't take that long for his hair to dry and Tadashi had been trying to chat away like he usually would as Kathy cut his hair for him but today he found himself stumbling on his own words.

"Are you okay today honey? It's normally Hiro that's they shy one, I was expecting him to be here yesterday for his enforced monthly haircut." Kathy chatted away not realising that the young man under her had tensed up.

Tadashdi assumed that everybody would know about Hiro's death; turns out not everyone's world stopped like his had, and now he had to tell people.

Kathy was finishing up when she noticed how pale Tadashi face had faded.

"Viv, get me some water." she ordered one of the staff members who had just finished sweeping the hair off the floor, Viv willingly applied and rushed back with a mug of water gingerly handing it to a shaking Tadashi; Kathy rubbed his back soothingly.

He glanced at her face before staring back into the mug, he took a deep breath before speaking to calm himself.

"Sorry Kath, It's just- Tadashi took another shaking breath- it's just Hiro- he passed away- there was a fire last Friday and well… his funeral's on Friday at the local church if you can make it."

The ladies gasped and rushed to hug him, he hugged back to be polite.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry, I didn't know, I've just come back from a holiday with the girls."

"It's alright, it would mean a lot if you could be there though; You were the only one Hiro let cut his hair."

Kath laughed and Tadashi made an excuse to leave before he tried to pay- which she refused but he managed to slip it in the tip jar- and went back to his run.

What upset him the most was that he would never be able to watch Hiro grow up into a man, now he would always be stuck as a teenager, it was only a few weeks back that he had been pestering Hiro to get a haircut, only last week he had to take Hiro shopping for new shoes and clothes because he had another growth spurt. Now that was snatched away from him and it was all his fault, he shouldn't have been trying to push Hiro, his little brother was dead because of it now.

He sighed, fixed his ear buds into his ears once more and ran for another hour before he couldn't run any longer and his legs gave out. He had made it all the way to the coast beach, he slowly walked across the warm sand an sat in an empty spot, letting the sand slip through his fingers.

He lay his body on the sand and panted trying to achieve a normal heart rate. He switched off Hiro's music player to listen to the sounds of the waves being downed out by tons of happy children who kept running past him.

He must've dozed off in the sun because the next thing he knew he was being shaken awake by aunt Cass, he looked around, his eyes were greeted by darkness, he was confused as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

Aunt Cass hugged him tightly, she was crying which only confused the young man more.

"Aunt Cass, what's the matter?" he asked, Tadashi's voice laced with concern.

"You've been gone since this morning, it's technically morning again, Dash, I was worried about you! You run off, not talking to anybody! Not eating, not taking care of yourself! I lost him to you know!" She shouted.

Tadashi's face turned to stone as she shouted at him, anger boiled his blood and made his hands curl into fists, he couldn't believe she thought she knew the pain he was in; she had a pretty peachy life up until his father died, a picture perfect childhood, she didn't even have to look after him and his brother until the police picked the pair up off the streets, so it was bullshit to compare herself to him the concern before had been fleeting and his anger returned at full force.

"You have no idea what I've lost!- Aunt Cass was taken aback by Tadashi's rage as he screamed- You didn't have to watch over Hiro, you didn't have to willingly give up your childhood, you didn't have to become a parent because yours died when you were eleven! I loved my baby brother- sure- he was the most annoying person on the planet at times but I loved him, who took him shopping for new things last week, who scavenged for food for him to eat when the pair of up where on the streets? Who nursed him when he was sick, who took soothed him when he sobbed about the bullies in his year, or played games or dragged him away from bot fights that he nearly got himself beaten up at! I loved him Cass and I'm sick of people thinking they have the right to tell me how to feel or how to deal with the gaping hole in my chest!"

Tadashi's chest was heaving as he enforced his will to control his anger. Aunt Cass was hurt an about to cry but Tadashi carried on, somehow Aunt Cass had fallen victim and become Tadashi's verbal punching bag.

"Do you know what got me through mum and dad's deaths? It was Hiro and not because I

had to take care of us but because he always kept trying to make me happy when I was sad, he made me laugh when no one else could manage it. So stop reading those stupid books on the seven stages of grief and let me deal with his death my way, it's all I keep asking for.

Tadashi had calmed down but his breathing was still laboured, he quickly glance to check if Aunt Cass had diven- she had and the car was close- so he sprinted away from her, running all the way back home to see aunt Cass's car parked in the road outside the shop.

He rushed to take a shower, just to get himself clean again. As soon as his head hit the pillow he was gone with the wind, though it didn't last long cause he was up again a five in the morning, dripping in sweat cause he had another nightmare.

All he wanted was his little brother back, all he wanted was all he could not have.


AN: Could you tell I wasn't that bothered with this story this week?

I had no feedback from the last chapter, so had no idea if I was on the right track (I have a basic idea of endgame but write as I go.) So I hope you like this chapter, R&R's are always loved.