I can't really promise daily updates; I'll be busy with school when this holiday is over and also I have some other fics I need to update. But since I had some free time and I really wanted to write this chapter, I decided to work on it today.

By the way, Hiro is just too adorable.


It was around 8:00pm when Tadashi and his friends left the college after what had been an exhaustive day. Not only because a big part of it was spent with them running around the building looking for Hiro; but also because that gun had given them a hard time. Nothing about it was easy or simple to understand; and if Tadashi was worried about bringing Hiro back to normal before, his nerves surely weren't any better now.

Wasabi had to give them all a ride as they had to stay over time to work on the gun and lost the bus they were supposed to catch. Tadashi sat on the front seat with Hiro softly sleeping into his lap.

"Aw, he's so cute when he's sleeping. If I hadn't spent my afternoon running around looking for him in a college full of lasers and dangerous chemistry, I would say he looks like the most peaceful thing that has ever been on Earth." Honey Lemon said from the back seat.

"Yeah." Tadashi let out a soft chuckle. "Watching over him and trying to keep him away from anything dangerous while I tried to help you guys with the gun wasn't exactly easy either." He then looked down at Hiro in his lap, who let out a relieved sigh as he rubbed his head against Tadashi's chest in his sleep. "But it's worth it." The older one said as he tightened the hug he was giving Hiro.

Wasabi raised an eyebrow and smiled. "You're enjoying it, aren't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're enjoying having Hiro as a five year old."

"Well..." Tadashi looked down at Hiro again and softly ruffled his hair. "I guess I am. I mean, despite the times I nearly had a heart attack because he went missing, the hours he kept me awake last night and the constant fear of having Aunt Cass killing me if she finds out about it, this has been kind of... Nice."

Everyone in the car giggled as they nodded and sighed.

"Well, after a day like today I'm just glad tomorrow is Saturday and I get to sleep until noon. Then my mother will kick me out of bed, I'll complain about it and go sleep on the couch. The good life." GoGo said as she stretched and closed her eyes, relaxing her body onto her seat.

"Same." Tadashi uttered as he sighed. "This boy here is giving me a hard time. Did you know he speaks when he's sleeping? I kept waking up because I thought there was something wrong with him during the night. I can't wait to take a hot shower and lay down."

After the red light in front of them turned green, Wasabi stepped on the accelerator and turned the corner, parking in front of the café. Tadashi poked Hiro to wake him up from his nap and the boy yawned, blinking his eyes open. The older opened the door of the car and motioned for Hiro get out. After a short stretch, Hiro rubbed his eyes and jumped outside. Tadashi did the same, but before he could close the door he turned around and looked at his friends.

"Guys, I know tomorrow is Saturday and you all want to sleep and rest, but I was thinking... If you don't mind or if you don't have any plans... Maybe we could meet in the afternoon and..."

The friends inside the car exchanged looks and smiled. "Don't worry, Tadashi. We can meet tomorrow to keep working on that gun. All I ask for is a few extra hours of sleep. Deal?" GoGo said.

Tadashi sighed in relief and nodded. "Deal. I need some sleep too. Thank you, guys. I honestly don't know what I would do without your help."

They all gave Tadashi a comforting nod as the Hamada closed the door and watched Wasabi driving away. He looked down when he felt something on his hand and saw that Hiro was asking to be held.

"Let's enter the house first, ok?" Tadashi giggled as he took Hiro by the hand and walked up to the café's entrance, sticking his hand down his pocket to look for the key. After a few seconds he found it and pulled it out, but it took him a few tries to finally hit the key hole and unlock the door. Hiro noticed it and tilted his head.

"Dashi tired?"

"A little." Tadashi said as he opened the door and entered the café, still holding Hiro's hand in his. He didn't let his brother go until he was sure he had locked the door and Hiro was indeed by his side. He already knew that boy could be slippery. He finally released the younger's hand, and the first thing Hiro did was chase the cat that welcomed them by the door, grabbing him.

"Hairy baby!" He said happily as he rubbed his head in the cat's fur.

Tadashi sat down on a chair after turning on the lights and sighed. He needed to sleep, but there were a few things he needed to do before going to bed. He rubbed his eyes and looked to his brother, and the tender figure of the small boy holding the cat made him smile.

He stood up and walked to Hiro, tapping his brother's back.

"Come here, we have to feed Mochi before we go to bed."

"Mochi?" Hiro said, tilting his head in confusion. Then he turned his head to look at the cat's face and smiled. "Oh, Mochi. Kitty. Hairy baby."

Tadashi motioned for Hiro to follow him as they went upstairs to the kitchen. Tadashi opened a closet and pulled out a bag of cat's food as Hiro took Mochi to the corner of the room; where there were two bowls on the ground, and carefully put the cat on the floor.

The older one smiled as he approached and filled one of the bowls. Hiro caressed Mochi as the cat started to eat, giggling. "Fluffy kitty, hun-hung..." Tadashi noticed Hiro looked down, disappointed at himself, and caressed Hiro's hair.

"It's ok. Try again, buddy."

Hiro looked up at Tadashi; his big brown eyes sparkled in fear and expectation. He took a deep breath as he held Tadashi's hand. "Mochi is hun-hungry." He gulped and smiled when he realized he had nailed it.

"See?" Tadashi said as he knelt down and pulled Hiro in a hug before looking at him in the eye. "You can do it if you try. And it's ok if you don't do it in your first try. Remember that piece you played with today? It was supposed to be part of Baymax, but it didn't work. I didn't give up, and now Baymax is ready. 84th is the charm, you know." He chuckled as he took Hiro in his arms and stood up.

"Baymax? Oh, fluffy robot. You built him, Dashi?"

"I did."

"Hum. When I grow up, I want to build robots just like you!"

Tadashi looked at his smiling brother and smiled too. He remembered what had happened a few days before; they had gone to jail because Hiro was bot-fighting again. His smile slowly faded when he remembered what teen Hiro used to do. Deep inside, it hurt to think that innocent boy he was holding was going to do something illegal as soon as he grew up again, and Tadashi couldn't do anything to stop him.

"Dashi?" Hiro tilted his head.

"Hum?" Tadashi said as he snapped back to reality. "Oh. Don't worry Hiro. I'm sure that if you work hard enough, you'll build amazing robots one day."

"Really?"

"Really." Tadashi said and bit his lip before sighing. "Hiro, can you promise me something?"

"Sure, Dashi."

"When you grow up, promise me you won't get into trouble. Promise me you'll be a good boy and you'll never do anything that could hurt you. You'll use that big brain of yours to do good things in life. Ok?"

Hiro smiled and gave a satisfied nod before wrapping his arms around Tadashi's neck. "Anything for Dashi." The older one sighed as he went upstairs toward their room, wishing he could believe that promise, even if he knew Hiro was going to forget or ignore that promise as soon as they brought him back to normal.


"Ok, Hiro. We both need to take a shower and go to bed soon after, ok? Tadashi is tired and tomorrow we have some more work to do."

"Still working on the purple gun?"

Tadashi tilted his head. Not once he had mentioned what he had been working on that day; yet Hiro seemed to know it. Sure, he was in the same room as Tadashi and his friends, but he was playing on a distant corner, keeping a safe distance from the working area. Aunt Cass was right, Hiro was smarter than he seemed to be and took notice of what happened around him.

"Yes. That purple gun. It's giving me a lot of trouble. But let's not talk about it right now, ok? We need to take a shower and go to bed. Are you hungry or anything?"

Hiro shook his head. "Uncle Feddy gave me Gummy bears."

"Of course he did." Tadashi rolled his eyes. "I know you like candies and all, but you need some real food too. Tomorrow I'm making you a real breakfast, ok?"

"Fine!" Hiro said slightly annoyed as he sat down on his bed and folded his arms. He watched as Tadashi giggled and nodded before turning around. His older brother started to push the chair until it was in front of their closet. He climbed and stood on it, opening the highest closet. "What is Dashi doing?"

"Well, if you're going to take a shower you'll need some clothes. The ones you're wearing must be dirty by now." He said as he shuffled through the closet. Hiro tugged on his shirt and looked at it, shrugging and looking back to Tadashi. "I hope Aunt Cass didn't... Aha!"

The older Hamada jumped out of the chair with a box in his hands. Hiro tilted his head when Tadashi put that box on the floor and opened it, revealing some old clothes.

"What's this?"

"Those were your clothes when you were five."

Hiro raised an eyebrow. "But I am f-five, Dashi."

So he doesn't know it, Tadashi thought.

"I'll explain later. Let's see... Ok. Here. They're a little dusty, but it's ok for the night. Now... Do you want me to help you take a shower?"

Hiro raised his eyebrow. "No... I can do it m-myself."

"Are you sure?"

The young boy nodded. Tadashi let out a sigh, but knelt down and grabbed Hiro's hands.

"Ok, but there are rules: don't lock the door. Actually, don't even close it. I promise I won't enter if you don't ask me to, ok? But I want to be able to hear you. Call me if anything happens. Literally, anything. Be careful. Don't try to reach anything that's higher than you, get it? If you slip, call me. If anything happens, call me. Get it?"

Hiro nodded before grabbing the clothes Tadashi was holding and going to the bathroom. For the older Hamada, it was hard to understand that his brother could do anything by himself when Hiro asked to be held all the time and acted like a two year old. But at the same time, Hiro was smarter than he seemed. He sighed and grabbed the box when he finally heard the sound of running water.

Tadashi opened the box once more and took a shirt and trousers for Hiro to wear the next day. He ran downstairs - nearly tripping over Mochi - and adjusted the washing machine as fast as he could. He didn't want to stay away from Hiro for much longer. Once he was sure the clothes were being washed, he ran upstairs again.

"Is everything alright?" He asked, approaching the door of the bathroom.

"Yes." Hiro said from inside.

"Are you sure?"

"Aham."

"Ok, then. Call me if anything happens."

Tadashi walked up to his bed and sat down on it, taking a deep breath. He needed to sleep and relax. His mind went back to that afternoon, when he and his friends were working on the gun. He didn't understand half of it, and was he scared that they wouldn't make it in time. What if they didn't get to fix it?

"Dashi?"

Tadashi's head shot up and he looked to his brother. Hiro stood near the blind that separated his part of the room from Tadashi's; already wearing his pajamas and holding that stuffed robot. He had a confused expression on his face.

"Are you worried?" He asked, without stuttering at all.

"No, just tired." Tadashi lied as he stood up. "Do you want me to tuck you in?"

"Can you read me a bedt-t-time story?"

Tadashi tilted his head as memories went through his mind. Reading bedtime stories was something he used to do quite a lot when Hiro was around nine or ten years old. After he grew up, he stopped asking for it. Actually, after Hiro grew up he stopped doing a lot of things he used to do when he was younger, and Tadashi never realized that he missed some of them. Tadashi blinked and looked down at his baby brother, taking him to his bed.

"Sure." He said as Hiro climbed up to his bed and lay down. "What do you want me to read?"

The younger one pointed at a pile of books that were in a shelf. Tadashi recognized them as being the books his mother used to read him when he was around Hiro's age. Well, little Hiro. "Whichever you choose is fine." Hiro said as he put his head on his pillow.

Tadashi reached out and picked a random one. His eyes widened when he read the title. "No family. Hum, I used to love this one. Is it ok for you?"

Hiro nodded as Tadashi sat down on the chair and opened the book in his lap. His voice made Hiro relax as he paid attention to his brother's words.


"And he waved goodbye, finally feeling what it was like to have a family again." Tadashi read the last line, closing the book. "The end."

Hiro smiled as his eyelids grew heavy. He yawned as Tadashi stood up and tucked him in, making sure Hiro was comfortable. He didn't notice Hiro seemed to be thoughtful.

"Hey, Dashi?"

"Yes, Hiro?" He asked as he pulled Hiro's blanket up.

"Is our family incomplete because we don't have a mommy and a daddy?"

Tadashi's smile faded as he slowly turned his head to look into his brother's eyes. He could see Hiro was fighting to keep them open, and they seemed to be a little teary too, but somewhere along his sleepy expression, Tadashi could see sadness.

"No. A family is never incomplete. It can be small or different, like our family is, but it's not incomplete. Wherever there is love, there is a family. You, Aunt Cass and I are very happy together, aren't we?"

Hiro looked at his stuffed robot and seemed to hesitate before nodding. Tadashi smiled and gave Hiro a kiss in the forehead, which Hiro gladly accepted. Tadashi couldn't remember the last time he had given Hiro a kiss that wasn't wiped away in the next second.

"You should get some sleep now."

"Ok." He muttered as he yawned. "I will. Night, Dashi."

"Night, Hiro."

Tadashi turned off the lights and kept looking at Hiro until the little boy had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. He sighed and finally went to the bathroom, taking a quick hot shower before going to bed himself. He was so tired that he fell asleep the moment his head touched his pillow.


"Dashi?"

Tadashi fluttered his eyes, not being able to fully open them because of his tiredness. He felt a small hand on his arm, followed by a tug in his sleeve and a soft wail. "Dashi?"

He finally opened his eyes, rubbing them. He saw a pair of big brown eyes staring at him in fear. He thought they seemed to be teary, but the darkness didn't allow him to confirm it. Tadashi glanced at the clock: 3:17am. After sighing, he finally sat up and looked down at his brother.

"What's wrong, Hiro?" He asked, still half-asleep.

"Can I s-s-sleep with you?"

Tadashi blinked in confusion. When Hiro was younger - for the first time - it was rather unusual for him to ask to sleep with Tadashi. He only did it when something was wrong, like when he was about to throw up or got hurt. The sudden concern was enough to make Tadashi fully wake up.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Hiro shook his head. Tadashi turned on the lamp on his night stand and looked down at his brother. His eyes widened when he saw that not only Hiro's eyes were indeed teary, but his hands were shaking and he was sweating a lot. He got out of bed and knelt down by Hiro's side.

"Oh, my God, Hiro; what happened? Are you feeling bad?" Tadashi asked as he placed his hand on Hiro's forehead, but he pulled it back when Hiro jerked away.

"No. It's just..."

He never finished that sentence. Tadashi held his hands out, unsure of what to do.

"What happened?"

Hiro lifted his head. Tadashi gasped when he saw tears going down Hiro's face.

"Night... Night... Night..."

Somehow, Tadashi knew that he was trailing off because Hiro was nervous, not because that word was hard to pronounce.

"Do you mean nightmare?"

Hiro nodded as Tadashi sighed. He was relieved that it wasn't some disease or something painful, but he was still worried. What kind of horrible nightmare would make Hiro get like that? He stood up and grabbed his brother softly, sitting down on the corner of his bed with Hiro in his lap.

"It's alright, buddy. Nightmares aren't real."

In the blink of an eye, Hiro wrapped his arms around Tadashi's waist, trying to get as close as he possibly could to his brother. He rubbed his head against Tadashi's chest, and finally started to cry and sob.

The older one was confused and froze in place for a moment before sighing and wrapping his arms around Hiro's tiny body as he started to softly rock their bodies in a comforting motion. Hiro heard Tadashi's heartbeat; the sound practically hypnotized the little boy as tears kept going down his face. Hiro seemed to be so nervous that he could barely breathe; letting too much air in and not enough air out.

"It's ok, Hiro. I'm here, it was just a nightmare."

Tadashi started to caress Hiro's hair to calm him down. He made his best to remember a song his mother would sing him when he got scared, but failed to remember the lyrics. So he just started to 'hum' it as he moved their bodies back and forth.

After what felt like forever, Hiro calmed down. He started to breathe normally again and the tears didn't stop, but now there weren't that many going down his face. Tadashi reached over to clean his brother's face, but when he did it Hiro held his hand and pressed it against his little face. He sighed and released his brother's hand after a while, moving to lean his head in the crook of Tadashi's neck, refusing to let go.

After another twenty minutes of just hugging, Tadashi finally felt Hiro's arms sliding away from his neck. Hiro folded his arms and looked down, ashamed. He knew Tadashi was tired and wanted to sleep.

"Sorry, T... T... Dashi."

"Hiro, you don't need to be sorry for having a nightmare. It wasn't your fault. It's alright." He said as he rubbed Hiro's back to comfort him. Tadashi was about to think about something else to say, but Hiro was faster.

"Dashi... Can you promise me something?"

"Anything."

"Please... Never go into a... Please... Don't leave me alone."

Tadashi tried to connect those sentences, failing to understand what his brother meant, except for the last one.

"I'm never leaving you alone, Hiro. Ever."

"So you p-promise me you'll never ever go int-t-to a b-burning building?"

Tadashi blinked in response and tilted his head, but opened his mouth in surprise when realization hit him.

"Did you dream I ran into a burning building?"

Hiro sniffed before nodding.

"That building where we saw the fluffy robot. It was on fire. You ran. And it exploded. And you were inside. And you never came back. And you died..."

Tadashi noticed Hiro was getting more and more apprehensive with each sentence he said, so he interrupted his little brother by quickly pulling him into a soft hug.

"Hiro, I'm here. Dashi's here. I am never leaving you alone and I'm never running into burning buildings. Unless you're inside one, ok? Because I'll be there to save you. I'm not gone. I'm here. Your big brother's here."

Hiro blinked and looked down, sighing. He rubbed his face against Tadashi's chest again, feeling his brother's soft heartbeat. "I love you, Dashi."

Tadashi's eyes shot open when he heard those words. He gulped and felt his heart beating faster. It had been years since Hiro had said he loved Tadashi. He couldn't help but let out a tear or two. He wiped them away and looked down at Hiro, who softly broke the hug to look up at his brother.

"I love you too, Hiro. And that's why I'm never entering any burning building. I promise I won't leave you alone."

"'K, Dashi." He said, giving a shy smile. He looked down and rubbed his hands before looking up again. "Can I still sleep with you?"

"Of course." Tadashi giggled. He put Hiro on the floor and lied down again, raising the blanket up a bit and patting the mattress. Hiro approached and his older brother helped him to climb up on the bed.

Hiro was lying by Tadashi's side, his face a few inches away from his brother's. Tadashi could feel Hiro's breath on his face, and it made him happy. He pulled up the blanket, draping it over him and his brother, making sure Hiro was warm enough.

Tadashi was ready to go back to sleep and closed his eyes, but then he felt something that made him open them again. He gazed down and saw Hiro's arm draped over his waist lazily, his little face was now resting on the crank of Tadashi's shoulder. His warm breath hit Tadashi's neck.

The older one couldn't help but smile at his brother. Since Hiro was around eleven, he stopped hugging Tadashi. Actually, he had started to despise every single kind of human touch or emotions. Before that night, Tadashi never really thought about it, but he missed Hiro. He missed hugging him, kissing him, talking to him. He missed hearing his brother saying he loved him; and he missed telling him he loved Hiro.

Tadashi gently moved to his side, not wanting to wake Hiro up. He let the small boy snuggle into his chest and then he put his arm underneath Hiro's head, his forearm serving as a pillow for his younger brother. He softly wrapped his other arm around Hiro's shoulder, pushing him even closer. The younger one stirred and yawned in his sleep before nuzzling against Tadashi's chest again.

Tadashi breathed in, smelling Hiro's hair before closing his eyes for the second - and last - time that night.


Yes, Hiro did say "I love you".

I am a sucker for movies about siblings or friendship rather than about romance. So I was really disappointed when Tadashi was killed like twenty minutes into the movie. He barely had time to say "Hi". And we barely had time to see his relation with Hiro. That's one of the reasons I decided to write/read Big Hero 6 fanfiction.

Thanks again to everyone who's reviewed, followed and favorited this. I may not reply everyone, but know that I always read all the reviews and I'm always open to some criticism. I love to know what people think about my fics - be it good or bad - because it inspires me to write more and helps me to improve. So I just really wanted to thank you all for the support!

Also, yes, I wanted to have Tadashi running into the building here; but of course as a dream. And the book "No family" is a book my mother used to read me when I was a kid. I'm not sure how it's called in other countries, but it was about an orphan boy who asks a man if a family without parents in an incomplete one. I just thought it would fit.

See yah next chapter!