Hiro found himself pretty far away from the hospital. He was walking on his own through the crowded streets of San Fransokyo. His mind was racing too much, but at the same time it felt like everything had frozen in his brain at the same time. He couldn't get a coherent thought. There was only really one person he was hoping would help calm him down though. Hiro heard his phone ringing in his pocket. He pulled it out.
"Hello?" Hiro answered.
"Dude! Where are you?! GoGo…" it was the monster movie lover himself, Fred. Hiro though stopped him.
"I know, Fred, it's about GoGo's leg," Hiro stated to get to the point while taking a seat on a nearby bench, wondering if there was more news to the diagnosis that he missed.
"Oh, dude…" Fred panicked.
"Isn't there anything you can do? You're wealthy!" the teenager had to ask. He was wondering if Fred could do anything on the matter. He doubted that the comic book fan would waste any time if he could help, though.
"Hiro, I'm not rich. My family is. Everything I want has to come from my dad's approval, and he's on a business trip," Fred explained. He normally didn't have much money in actuality, though how his father was never around didn't help matters either. He was away on the family island or spending each day on business trips. This was a matter where Fred couldn't help.
"Right… sorry," he apologized for pressing hard and letting his emotions take over.
"Hiro, can you come back to the hospital? GoGo'd like us all to be here," Fred claimed, but the young boy scratched his head. He couldn't look her in the face right now. He was feeling too guilty, not caring for the bet with Fred.
"I… I have to handle something," Hiro said before hanging up and silencing his phone, getting up from the bench and continuing further on his walk. He was thinking everyone else could keep GoGo company for the time being.
"Hey… it has been a while. Sorry for that, but things have gotten crazy lately. Aunt Cass is doing fine. Business has been even more popular than before and Baymax has been doing great. I've upgraded his hardware so he now he has therapist information in case he needs it," Hiro spoke to the open air. He was sitting on his knees on the wet grass. The only thing that responded to his words were the wind blowing his hair slightly. He was in front of a tombstone.
"Here rests Tadashi Hamada," read the tombstone. Hiro was here to visit his deceased brother. Talking to him helped him think or help with his depression, bringing back memories from the past. Given the current situation, it seemed best to go to his brother for one to one talk.
"I… I need to apologize. We've been doing our best to help the city, but because of me… because of my weakness, it's going to cost GoGo her leg. I've ruined her life, and I don't know what to do about it. I can't stop thinking about her, and each time I do, I feel like I hate myself more and more," Hiro explained. This was just him speaking aloud, admittedly, it did help calm himself whenever he imagined his brother was listening, even if it made him look somewhat crazy. Hiro spent the next hour or so just talking to the tombstone before he noticed that it was beginning to get late.
"Oh… well, it's time for me to go, Tadashi. I'll come back soon," Hiro stood up and bid farewell before he began to leave the graveyard. Though the personal talk didn't help much to ease his mind, it did give him proper course of thinking for ways to approach it, but any way he looked at it made the problem seem impossible for him to help with. Hiro owned nothing that was worth nearly enough that the surgery could be covered. He could only hope that Fred might be able to help otherwise. He was only thinking of ways he could aid GoGo while heading back home.
When Hiro arrived home, he noticed that his aunt's cafe was mostly empty. It was getting near closing time and there was maybe only two customers left.
"Hiro! Welcome home. I was wondering if you were going to spend the night at a friend's," his aunt Cass welcomed him. He saw her cleaning one of the window side tables.
"Sorry, it's been… a crazy day to say the least. Where's Baymax?" Hiro asked.
"Upstairs charging. I need to go make a phone call. Could you please watch over the store for a little?" she requested of him. Hiro nodded, more than happy to help her if she needed it, though all it looked like he would then be doing was watch the last two people eat and leave.
After a brief few minutes, the last two customers left the store after leaving their money on the table. Hiro went to clean it up and then put the rest of the cash away, aware that it was time to close the store, but before he could, the teenage boy saw the door open. His eyes widened when he saw the man standing there.
"Good evening," the man greeted. It was the man from the wreck. That familiar red suit and that blonde hair done into a ponytail. Now he had a pair of very small glasses on and a few rings on each hand.
"Uh, we-welcome, sir, but sorry, we're closed," Hiro apologized. His focus was entirely on this man. He wondered why he had vanished from the wreck, and maybe now he could get the answer but he knew revealing his identity brought nothing but risk on himself.
"I'm just here for a coffee, if that is alright?" the gentleman claimed. Before the raven haired boy could speak, the man flashed a twenty dollar bill.
"Consider the rest a tip," he smirked while handing it over. Clearly money wasn't of much object to the man. Hiro rubbed his head. He couldn't tell whether this was a major coincidence or fate. He could attempt to reveal that he tried to save him out of some desperate hope for GoGo, but he didn't want to risk it without any foundation or evidence of the man's wealth. Hiro got him his coffee and brought it over to the red suited man that was sitting at an empty table by the window. It looked like it was going to rain again outside.
"Here you go, sir," Hiro forced out. His mind was practically fighting against him, though when he turned to walk away, his voice chimed up, when he heard him hiro froze.
"Why were you in my car?"
