Hello! I had a writer's block and I did not know what to do for a while. Here was my attempt to write something, it may be a bit confusing but I wanted to see how the two deal with their own thoughts. Not to mention the gifts of drawings that these two seem to have and a friends that the two have in common, enjoy!

Appearances:

Hiro X Karmi

Honey Lemon

Baymax

Warnings: Nothing!

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Hero 6 or any knowledge of artistic techniques.

"Is that still art?" Baymax asked as watched the ongoing painting of a pink flower, the person in charge next door soon giving the answer.

Honey Lemon smiled while responding to the robot. The health worker's friend had gone to get some lemonades, which left him alone among them. "Yes, Baymax. That's still art."

The girl couldn't be happier to be able to paint again. After several events in the city, SFIT and SFAT decided to temporarily put the rivalry aside and organized a small outdoor convention mixing the two types of activities open to the public and the students themselves.

After much insistence, Honey had convinced Hiro to participate, despite the boy's resistance. The chemistry knew that the young genius had an aptitude for drawing, no matter how much he denied it.

"And it's ready!" Honey kept the brush in one of the pockets of the apron that wore "I'll call it a noonday rose!"

"But according to the San Fransokyo main clock," a clock image appeared on the robot's belly "It's three in the afternoon."

"She meant metaphorically, Baymax." A familiar voice explained it, and the major can't help but smile.

Karmi approached the duo, the hair armed in a bun and wearing an apron stained with paint and full of brushes, rulers and pencils in his pockets. She had a nice expression on her face, even though she was a little tired.

"Karmi!" The biotech was soon receiving a tight hug with great enthusiasm.

"Honey, I'm still not a hugger." The girl's voice came out a little muffled from the grip.

"Everyone's a hugger, Karmi." After they finally broke up, Honey took a good look at the teenager. She was surprised to see the girl at an art event, did not know that Karmi had a tendency to such an activity. "It's good to see you here."

"You too. I was on the other side and thought I'd say hello." She had said a little shy. The heroine knew that Karmi had difficulty in socializing and to get to the point of greeting her, she should already feel a certain security. That would be nice, maybe could help her open up a little more.

"Is that your painting?" Honey asked contemplating for a point a little far away, narrowing her eyes.

Karmi looked over her shoulder. "Yeah, it's not as good as yours, but I wanted to try."

"What do you mean?" She pulled the hand of the youngest, followed by Baymax "Come on! It must be as good as, even better!"

When they got close to the object, no matter how much she said that as an encouragement, Honey was surprised to see how good Karmi's painting was. It was wonderful!

It was called a city of heroes and, as the title said, it consisted of Big Hero 6 looking at the sunset with the city in their sight. Wasn't a realistic work, no demerit, though. For what little she has learned at SFAT, the board had very advanced techniques and impressive details. It was something more cartoonistic, maintaining a more innocent and dreamy essence.

The amount of details left the blonde stunned, the student had hit the tonality of the colors of the uniforms until the difference in height between the members of the team. "Did you do all this?"

Karmi was amazed at the question. "Everything. From draft to completion."

"According to my database, this uses hard edge techniques, reflection and color theory with extreme mastery." The robot indicated, figures of the subject appearing and disappearing in the belly as he explained.

The girl looked at the floor. "It's not that impressive."

"Yes, it is, Karmi. You have talents beyond biotechnology, give yourself more credit."

The last part left one of the youngest a little thoughtful. The memories of a certain boy coming to mind.

"That's a much stuff." Honey also stated by contemplating the portrait.

"I've had a lot of inspiration." An unconscious smile appeared on Karmi's face. "They do a lot for us. They do a lot for me. Even if they can't see, I wanted to show my gratitude, you know?"

"There you are!" Hiro exclaimed with two glasses in his hands, "I thought I wouldn't find you anymore."

"I'm sorry, Hiro. I found Karmi and came to see her painting." The genius delivered the lemonade and widened his eyes when he saw the work. "Impressive." He babbled.

"I know genius boy." Karmi spoke with a smug smile. They were still rivals, despite less animosity than at the beginning. And it was still satisfying to see something impressing. Being better than someone else, of course.

"And suddenly it was less impressive." Hiro responded.

Karmi put on a neutral face. "I didn't expect you to have art sensitivity."

"Are you serious about using that argument again?" Honey could almost see the electricity between the two and decided to interfere.

"Well done. You know, you need all the negative energy out, how about we draw sketches." The blonde suggested enthusiastically.

"A drawing contest, great idea." Confidence dripped from Hiro's voice.

"Wait, what? It wasn't..."

"And the other one has to admit that whoever won is the best sketch artist? I top!" Karmi completed his reasoning by pointing to the eldest. "Honey will be the judge and will have three categories chosen by her, half an hour per category."

They both looked at the chemistry and talked at the same time. "What do we have to draw?"

Honey had no reaction to the situation, she was judge of a competition between two stubborn prodigies who were also his friends. Let's just say it was hard for her to be the most unbiased person in the world.

"...Huh, flowers?" As soon as Honey closed his mouth, the two young men went off in opposite directions. She had started a war.

What could go wrong?

"Couldn't you come to an agreement where both parties have a satisfactory conclusion to avoid stress?" The situation was confusing for the robot. Hiro was tense and very focused on his outline, all due to a difference of opinion with his colleague which, in the view of the health worker, could be corrected quickly.

"Avoid stress and come to an agreement? With Karmi? That girl is too stubborn for that." Hiro scorned by not taking his eyes off the notebook he was sketching.

"Honey Lemon stated that you are alike and, according to my database, the relationship between you is slowly but effectively improving. In addition to showing similar patterns of behavior. "

Now the kid was looking at his friend. "Are you saying I'm stubborn too?" The question going out in a funny tone.

"No. The dice say." Baymax's statement, even though it was literal and robotic, somehow made him slightly sarcastic. Hiro smiled towards his friend, the words dancing in his mind.

He was not hypocritical, he had told Karmi himself that the similarities between them were enormous. It turns out he really wanted to be her friend, but no matter what he did, she wouldn't let her guard down and that was...frustrating.

Usually he was the complicated one. Hiro Hamada who was the prodigy difficult to deal with, what exceptional intelligence was being wasted in the bots-fights, what people had to make an effort to see beyond the surface to realize an insecure little boy who went through a lot. Being on the other side of the experience was at least complex.

And maybe that's why I was trying to be so patient with Karmi.

She also had her own shadows, but showed herself to be harder; that her past could be more thorny than he imagined. So at least he had to be tactful, Karmi as any traumatized person deserved a chance to get rid of the dark thoughts, just as he did.

"Are you all right?" The robot's voice pulled Hiro out of his thoughts when he noticed a very long interval of time without reaction.

"Yeah, just thinking."

"In what?"

Hiro hesitated for a moment. "No big deal.

"His state of deep reflection does not mean that he is pondering something unimportant, but a matter of deep and emotional interest.

Hiro opened his mouth to speak, but then closed, turning his attention to the rose in front of him starting to draw again, the situation with Karmi still occupying his mind.

He mumbled. "Yeah, emotional..."

"Well, very well. Your play was incredible, Hiro, but..." Honey had the best optimistic face he could, but when he showed the almost perfect design of a rose in Karmi's notebook, the young man knew what he would say. "Karmi won this round.

"She's a biotech, reproducing plants in notebooks is part of her course, it's not fair." Hiro complained.

"Don't be a bad loser, genuine boy." Karmi had a triumphant smile on his face, not even making a point of hiding his satisfaction.

"Right." Honey interfered again "Now that the first category was something related to biology, the second will be a sketch of a robot. And no, the Baymax isn't worth it, Hiro." The chemistry vetoed making the boy's smile diminish a little, but not disappear completely. "Thanks!"

Soon there was only a trail of dust where the human and robot duo were, and Karmi already had the doubts of his second victory.

That would be harder than it looked.

She chose one of the pieces in the SFIT part of the exhibition, starting to sketch. It would be difficult to compete with someone who did this was basically the essence of the course, however, in all these years she had never escaped a challenge, it would not be different now.

I wouldn't hand over the easy victory to the genius boy like that, especially since I knew he wouldn't accept it.

Hiro was a passionate person in every way possible and Karmi observed this fact always first-hand. Whether it was his speed in responding to her sarcasm or in pulling her out of a giant monster, he always seemed to have all his emotions at bay, influencing decisions, always helping rather than hindering. And it involves wanting to win by merit, not by giving up.

This made her confused, his actions were different from anything she had ever seen before, surprising each time they stay together, usually something that came with the risk of imminent death. He was fickle, chaotic, and as much as she denied it... not unlike her.

Karmi recognized, if anything could influence her judgment, it would be her emotions. Just like Hiro, was a passionate individual, but of what would honestly like. Maybe that's why she didn't hesitate to hug him in the closet. Maybe that's why she was so worried about his welfare. Maybe that's why she wants you to be friends.

Or whatever their relationship was.

Karmi exclaimed, shaking her head. "That's ridiculous!"

Nothing took away her attention like he did, nothing made her so unstable or in shock. And that power that Hiro seemed to have over her scared her. That's why he couldn't be friends, Karmi knew that one person having that much influence over another only left broken hearts and bitter memories.

She looked at her model, a mechanical sculpture of a brain fighting with a heart. The girl looked at the title.

"Interesting. The battle of heart and mind."

"The two were exceptional. But there may be only one winner. Hiro, you won the round!" Honey announced, a little victorious scream sounding next.

And a not happy face appearing in a certain biotech.

"Don't be a bad loser, Karmi." Hiro's broad smile carried a convinced energy.

"Now, for the last category and tie-breaker," the blonde made a suspense, the idea she had in the last minute about to be executed "Will be a portrait of the other."

"Wait a minute, what?!" The two wonders in unison.

"You," Honey took Karmi by the shoulders leaving her facing Hiro. "And you, go draw each other. Whoever has the most detailed design wins. I suggest you sit down to be comfortable and I'll take the Baymax to avoid further complaints. See you later."

Karmi was shocked for a few seconds when he returned to normal and sat on the ground, the grass rubbing against his leg.

"What are you doing?" Hiro's question left in no mood.

"If you want to quit, fine." The girl raised her sharp eyes from the notebook to her colleague's face. "But, I'm going to introduce something."

Soon, Hiro flipped through the notebook on a new page and sat facing the girl, also beginning to sketch.

Face it, even if it was a competition, was weird. Not only for the reason that they're declared rivals, but also for the fact that they would normally avoid eye contact, which made the situation more uncomfortable.

Karmi occasionally raised her eyes to look at his model, realizing that Hiro always had a look focused on his face, realizing it was the same as when he proposed to work on something in college, the air of seriousness that dominated him only on important things or how he seemed slightly disturbed when their eyes met. On the other hand, Hiro also noticed his colleague. Karmi had her own thing about putting her hair behind her ear when she was frustrated pressing her lips when working on a part he thought was more complicated than the drawing. Speaking of which, he was sure than wouldn't win this competition, no matter how much he hated delivering the points, he knew his limitations, the design in the ridiculously simple notebook that looked more like a doll made by someone of the fundamental.

Honey wanted them to get along and had purposely set up the last part of the competition, hoping that this would lead to a conversation and definitive resolution of their situation. The blonde only did not count on his inability to look at her rival if she found him studying, her eyes more specifically, millimetrically. Karmi might have been unaware that the hero he loved and the guy he couldn't stand were the same person, but he wasn't.

Hiro never understood, but always got nervous when interacting with the girl being the legendary 'Capitan Cutie', the fact that this was the name that was called being more annoying than knowing that Karmi had a crush on him in itself. It seemed that when there was an encounter like this, he stumbled over something, was left with no way to go or found himself without knowing what to say, the effect that she was shamelessly like him to mess with what felt.

He didn't know exactly why, and staring at the same brown orbs that sparkled with passion for him when he wore armor left him without a clue and full of doubts, that he did not want to think.

"Are you all right, genuine boy?" Karmi's voice came out far away.

Hiro shook his head. "Yeah, I'm just not getting to draw very well. I'm... distracted."

"You don't have to feel bad if you get lost. I took a year of art school." The girl answered while still looking at the sketch. The hero was surprised, if not by the fact that the girl had revealed something of her past, at least the one he was trying to comfort him with.

"Was that at the same time as your escapes?"

"No." The girl finally looked up, a mischievous smile on her face. "The escapes happened years earlier."

Hiro raised an eyebrow. "I suppose this is the time you're gonna tell me about this?"

"No, it's not." Karmi cut, already immersed again in his drawing.

The boy sighed. "I finished mine, I'm not good with portraits. We can go straight to the judge." Surprisingly, Hiro received a head nod.

After presenting the results for the chemistry with the glaring differences, it was easy to decide.

"Well Karmi, you won." Honey proudly announced and the young genius took a step forward. The phrase's coming out a little bit against the grain. "You're the best sketch artist, Karmi."

"I know, genius boy. Still, thanks for admitting it." Her smile, even a little presumptuous, was not ironic or sarcastic, but sincere in a way.

The rest of the day passed quietly, the two teenagers have not spoken since the competition ended, a doubt still prevailed in the mind of the young genius, however.

It was when the sun was starting to set, Honey was talking again with Baymax when Hiro...

Well, when Hiro decided he needed to do just one more thing.

"So you did a year of art?" Karmi was already on her way home when she saw the seagull walking on her side, being surprised to see it. Not repelling him, though.

"Yes, these wonderful techniques," the biotech pointed to the screen she was now carrying under her arm. "They weren't out of nowhere."

Hiro let out a laugh. "It's a very good painting." Light breaths filled the air, the common silence predominating.

It was time.

"Karmi, why do you like Big Hero 6?" The question came out faster than Hiro had planned and Karmi turned to him, his eyes a little wide open.

"Well..." She thought for a moment, thinking of the right words. "They've done a lot, not only for me, but also for the city. They keep everyone safe, without wanting anything in return and in a selfless way. They inspire me."

Hiro had a soft face, knowing the motivation of those he protected always helped him.

"I know I can talk a lot about the leader," Karmi had a weak laugh. "But they're all incredible. They help me deal with problems." The last word came out dark, but soon Karmi returned to normal. "It's getting late, I need to go. See you next time. "

A light smile appeared on Karmi's face making Hiro was frozen in place, watching her colleague leave when suddenly Baymax appeared.

"Karmi's gone?" The health agent asked.

"Yeah." Suddenly, Hiro saw a sheet of paper invading his field of vision, the robot holding the object in front of him.

"Karmi asked me, after the competition when you were not looking, to deliver it when she left. She says it's art." Baymax made it clear.

Holding the leaf, Hiro can see that it was his portrait of the competition, a small one written in the left corner of the leaf.

"Consider it a thank you for being my model today, genius boy. - – K"

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: And that's it. I like to explore psychological conflicts. One of my favorite lines and how Hiro feels when he is like "Captain Cute". He obviously gets embarrassed, but in a very different way. Karmi leaves him scrambled, but just like her, he is very dense with feelings per masi that has opened up more over time. Anyway, it was cool and it might take me a while to post with my writer's block still here, but, I have some ideas on the sleeves and I will try to put them into practice.

Read and reread, until the next, pals! I'm out!