A/N: I forgot to mention in the last drabble that Tadashi and Hiro weren't related, sorry. Hehe. Well, here's the next to the last one. I'm kind of sad that they're coming to a close. I really enjoyed writing these and reading what your guys thought of them. Feel free to leave a comment in the towel section! R&R. Enjoy!

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On the Eleventh Day of Christmas: Blue

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Hiro sat on the couch he and Tadashi shared…had shared and stared blankly at the wall. The TV wasn't on – why bother watching it if Tadashi wasn't there? – and he wasn't even staring at the numerous pictures that mounted the wall, pictures of their younger days, of their shared high school and college days – it hurt too much to remember the good times. He didn't even have it in him to sigh; all of his emotions had left him when Tadashi did. Now, Hiro sat home alone in the dark and quiet apartment he had once shared with his brother.

It was Christmas time and Hiro should have been decorating the apartment as he had done with Tadashi every year, but he just couldn't. He couldn't muster up the strength to do so. Why bother having Christmas at all when Tadashi wasn't there with him? Tadashi was always so full of cheer at this time of year, even more so than he usually was all year round and it infected Hiro and dug deep into his soul, just like his love had. But Tadashi wasn't there, he was gone, and Hiro couldn't help but wonder if it was his fault that Tadashi, his brother and lover, was gone out of his life forever.

Was Tadashi gone because of the love they shared? Was he gone because it was wrong after all, regardless of what their friends and their aunt had told them when they had confessed to them years ago? Was it because Hiro was selfish and always wanted Tadashi for himself, unable to let him go and allow him to live and normal and happy life? He wasn't sure; all that he knew was that Tadashi was gone and that he was never coming back.

Hiro almost laughed; he really was having a blue Christmas this year, wasn't he? It was pathetic and sad and he couldn't help but hate himself a little for being this way. He just couldn't help it, though! It wasn't fair! Tadashi should have been there with him! He should have! He should have! He-

"Hiro! I'm home!" Tadashi's voice called out as he unlocked their front door and stepped into their apartment.

Hiro's head snapped up and he turned towards the kitchen, which was the first room one walked into upon entering the apartment. He saw movement through the darkness and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be…? Was it him…?

"Hiro? Why aren't the lights on?" Tadashi asked and Hiro bolted from the couch and all but tackled Tadashi to the floor, wrapping his arms around his neck in a tight embrace as he sobbed into his chest. "H-Hiro?! Are you okay? What's wrong?"

All Hiro could do was tremble in his arms as his tears ran down his face. The words were there, but they were caught in his throat, unable to come out and say what he so desperately needed to say. Tadashi seemed to understand and he held Hiro in his arms until his tears subsided. When they had, Hiro looked up at him, his face blotched with tear streaks and his eyes puffy and red. Smiling tenderly and warmly down at him, Tadashi wiped away his tears and pulled him into a sweet and gentle kiss.

"Tell me what's wrong, Hiro," Tadashi requested gently, his warm, brown eyes full of unconditional love and acceptance. Hiro breathed in deeply to help calm him down before he spoke.

"You left," he said softly. Tadashi chuckled and kissed his forehead.

"I told you that I'd be gone for a week. Did you forget about that hospital reopening in New Yosaka, the one that's implementing five of my robotic nurses?" Tadashi asked him as his larges hands rubbed Hiro's back soothingly. Hiro bowed his head and chewed on his bottom lip. He had completely forgotten about that…

"You forgot, didn't you?" Tadashi said chuckling and smiling at him. Hiro nodded, a shameful blush dusting his cheeks. Tadashi kissed his forehead again and sat up, pulling Hiro into a hug.

"It's okay. I get it. But there is no way I'm leaving you, not now," Tadashi told him, turning serious, his warm, brown eyes looking into Hiro's own. "Why would I leave the person that makes me the happiest? You are everything in this world to me, Hiro, and I'm not giving you up."

Hiro didn't know what to say. What was there to say, to compensate for the love and devotion Tadashi had for him and him alone? Words would only fail him anyway; there wouldn't be enough to rely exactly what he felt for Tadashi. Luckily, he never really had to say anything. Tadashi understood Hiro better than Hiro understood himself, so he could always tell what Hiro was thinking or feeling and he didn't even need to look at him! So, Hiro just held his brother and sighed in relief when those strong, sturdy arms, embraced him in return.

"Now, let's get our apartment decorated for Christmas. There won't be any blue Christmases for either of us for a long time, after all," Tadashi said softly, pressing butterfly kisses to Hiro's face. Laughing, Hiro pulled back and smiled at him.

"I'm so happy you're back. Nothing is the same with you gone," Hiro said. Tadashi kissed his lips and smiled down at him.

"I know the feeling, Hiro. My trip sucked and it was only because you weren't there with me," Tadashi said.

They stood up and started getting the Christmas boxes out of the closets, setting things up for the most joyous holiday of the year. Hiro watched as Tadashi began laying out the decorations in each room while he told him all about his trip, down to the very last detail. Smiling lovingly at Tadashi, Hiro's heart swelled with warmth and love. He was stupid and silly to think that he'd be having a blue Christmas this year. But he was so very glad that he wasn't.