Okay look, so this is what's going to happen. I'm going to still update this every other day, but I will use the first day to make a chapter on it and when the second day come I will just link the two together. Got it? Got it. Good? Good. Let's do this.
Hiro walked over to Tadashi and started rubbing his back.
"Don't worry Tadashi, that was like, what, six years ago. I'm sure he's changed." Said Hiro
"I know it's been that long. I just have this feeling that something bad will happen." Said Tadashi.
"Don't worry. Now, if you're done being terrified, why don't you come down and meet our guests."
"Fine."
Hiro guided Tadashi slowly down the steps. When you sweat through your shirt, that's when you become weak and clammy. Once they reach the floor, Tadashi saw Simon smirk. When Tadashi noticed Simon's reaction, anger quickly overcame his emotions, but didn't throw any fists, nor get closer to him. He just sat down and watched TV. Tadashi was telling himself "Good Tadashi. Good boy."
The rest of the night was killing Tadashi. Every now and then, he would watch Simon just stare at GoGo or Hiro. Tadashi knew what pure hatred looked like in someone's eyes, but Simon didn't have any of that. Maybe he really has changed. While looking and worrying about GoGo, out of the corner of Tadashi's eye, he saw Simon looking at him with pure hatred. He tried to quickly cock his head in Simon's direction, but Simon was already facing the TV. Tadashi wondered if he was right about Simon all along, the only question now was, why. Why is Simon attacking his friends that he gets to call family? What could he possibly want from him? Jealousness? Psycho? Vengeance? Grudge? It had to be something. You can't be mad at someone just because. You had to have at least one reason. Even if he hated Tadashi's shirt, that would be something. A reason is all Tadashi needs in order to fix this. Not to just fix it, to put his mind at ease. Once Simon was out of his life, everything would be fine. How hard could it be to change a shirt? Not life threatening. Very easy, well, maybe not for a mom who's dealing with a five-year-old throwing a temper tantrum. Just a word instead of glares from Simon would be useful to Tadashi at this point. All Tadashi knows is that Simon is unhappy with him and he doesn't know why. If only Simon would talk to him instead of glaring at him, then Tadashi would apologize.
Tadashi stood up and went into the kitchen which was just far away enough from the TV that no one could hear him. Tadashi pinched the bridge of his nose and said "What does he want? What is it?"
"I'll tell you what I want." Said Simon.
Tadashi quickly turned his head at the confusing male.
"I want you to watch your back. Something will happen to everyone you know and care about, but you won't know when. I know it's been a few years so let's catch up. I am Wasabi, and you are gonna die. If you tell anyone anything, it will decrease the number of days you have left. Happy living." Said Simon as he walked out of the kitchen and stared at Tadashi. Tadashi felt his knees wobble and his face throb as questions ran through his mind. What is he talking about? Does this mean that everyone will die? Will I lose everyone? Tadashi let these thoughts rummage through his mind until he saw darkness and the floor.