Yay first official chapter of the New Year =D hope you guys are having a great 2015 so far ^^

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Hiro felt anxious sweat dampen his brow, and his breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight of the teen in front of him. Her back was turned, her gaze upon the city and not on his slightly panicked features. She said my name. Said she grew up with me. Hiro's mind reeled; there was only one other child on earth that he grew up with besides his brother…

The young superhero took off his helmet and raked his fingers through his slightly dampened hair. "R-Rikku?" he stammered, a million different emotions coursing through his mind, though the most prominent one was disbelief.

Her body stiffened slightly, and after a painstaking moment, she turned to face him directly.

"Hiro…?" She gasped, a hand placed over her mouth.

His eyes widened. He couldn't believe it. His big, brilliant mind literally couldn't grasp the idea that the girl he'd been missing for the past six years was standing mere feet from him. Hiro blinked and shook his head, halfway expecting the image to waver or disappear. However, once it didn't, he found a toothy smile parting his lips.

"Wow… um… hi…" he said with a nervous wave of his hand.

When Hiro first saw the startled girl in the alleyway, he knew she looked familiar. Too familiar, honestly. Whether it was the mess of curly, tangled hair even more untamed than his own, or those big hazel eyes... a part of him wanted to think it was Rikku, wanted to believe that the teen in his sights was the same pudgy faced, quick witted child that he remembered from his childhood. However, the idea just seemed too irrational to him, and he had pushed it to the back of his mind.

The young science prodigy suddenly found himself unable to move. Would it be alright to hug her? It had been a while, maybe a handshake would suffice? Or maybe-

His rampant and rather ridiculous questions were answered as a pair of arms wrapped around his armored frame, squeezing him ever so tightly. The girl had practically pounced on him, and Hiro's posture became rigid as he attempted to keep them from tumbling to the ground. Rikku buried her face in the nape of his neck, her cheeks brushing against his own. "No way! No freaking way! Hiro?!" she exclaimed, squeezing him harder. "I can't believe it's really you! I mean you're- and you- and I- I just can't believe it!" Hiro was a bit taken aback by the contact, and swallowed thickly as her breath breezed past his ear.

"It's… I, um," Hiro felt the heat in his face as he tried to figure out the right words. "It's good to see you too Rikku, but… I… can't… breathe-!"

Noticing his awkward posture, Rikku quickly released him, regret setting inas she heard him take a much needed breath of air.

"I'm… I'm sorry," Rikku apologized, biting her bottom lip in embarrassment. "I didn't mean to… I mean, I know it's weird, but…" she trailed off, trying to find the perfect words. "It's just, you have no idea how happy I am to see you, dude." The teen felt her cheeks burn, and she cleared her throat before brushing a stray strand of hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear.

Hiro was silent for a moment, eyes wide and mouth opening and closing as if he was unsure of how to speak. However, once he seemed to find his vocabulary, all his words spewed out at once. "N-no! You don't have to apologize! It's amazing to see you, I'm just kind of shocked- I mean, I can't believe that you're-you're all... you know…. grown up." He finished lamely. The prodigy winced at his words. All grown up? Really? What are you, her seventy five year old uncle?

Rikku smiled at his nervous stammering, her previous notions of him being upset fading. "I see your adorkability hasn't changed much," she teased, causing the boy the blush slightly. "Yeah puberty hit me kind of hard once I left. But like you're one to talk, look at you! Seems like somebody finally grew into their features." Rikku smiled lightheartedly and comfortable laughter filled the air for a while.

Hiro rubbed the back of his neck as the chuckling subsided. He had been stuck at five feet for the longest time, and these past two years had put him through a rather creepy growth spurt; he was well past GoGo and almost the same height as Aunt Cass. It was an adjustment everyone was still trying to get used to.

"Yeah, well that's a lot, coming from a girl whose head was way too big for her shoulders."

Rikku was surprised to hear his snarky retort, and she felt her shield come down completely as her playful glare was met with lips parted into a Cheshire cat grin. "Okay, first of all." Rikku stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "Don't start something you can't finish, Hamada. I have way more dirt to dish out on you than you do with me." She quipped, another smirk pulling at the edge of her lips. "Second of all, unlike some people I know -*cough* you *cough*- my head and body were correctly proportioned as a kid, thank you very much."

"Well, first of all," Hiro mocked, making a face at her. "You're the one who started it. And second of all, you were a total bobble head."

Rikku punched him impishly in the chest, and laughter filled the air again. The two teenagers found themselves sitting under the starry sky for what felt like hours, chatting away about nothing at all. They reminisced about all the trouble they got into when they were younger (as well as some of their personal misadventures from not too long ago). Rikku told him about her escape from security guards for sneaking into an "unauthorized area" when she was fourteen (it held the perfect canvas for a mural she had been working on), and Hiro shared how he graduated high school early, and, to Rikku's amazement, was now attending college. Her jaw dropped when he told her this. College? College?!

"But you hated school!" Rikku exclaimed, clearly in shock. "In fact, I clearly remember a certain ten year old vowing to never step foot in another school once he graduated."

Rikku chuckled inwardly as she recalled the memory. Hiro had apparently been fed up with the idiots in his gym class, and decided it would be a good idea to drop a chemical bomb in the gymnasium pool. Unfortunately, she didn't get a chance to actually witness such an event (being too preoccupied at her own hell hole of a school), but when Aunt Cass had explained why Hiro wasn't allowed to have company for a month, she couldn't contain her laughter.

"Trust me, I hardly believe I've come this far myself. I mean, if you had asked me to go to college two years ago, I would have said hell no," he explained with a cheesy grin "But this place is actually pretty cool. I feel like it's the only place that has anything else to teach me y'know?"

Rikku smirked. He was practically radiating as he talked about this place, and although she didn't quite understand, she was just happy to see him happy. "Whatever you say, brainiac." She replied.

Their conversation gave way to a comfortable silence and the two stared up into the deep blue sky, watching the twinkling stars and blinking lights of passing planes correspond with one another.

Rikku's mind soon began to wander. She couldn't believe that Hiro would put himself through all that schooling stuff again. Hiro, much like herself, hated it while growing up. He would always complain about how the other kids would bully him because he was so little, but at the same time exceedingly smart. Of course she was sympathetic for her friend, but she was never really able to share his pain. While Hiro was getting attacked for being too smart for his age, Rikku struggled to keep up with her classes, and was constantly made fun of for apparently being "too stupid".

"So what about you?" Hiro questioned suddenly, breaking Rikku out of her reverie.

She tilted her head to look at the boy lying beside her. "What about me, nerd?"

The corner of Hiro's mouth lifted into a smirk, "I mean how's school going? Last I remember, you were going to be the next big artist." His tone wasn't condescending or laced with an unbelieving sarcasm like Rikku was used to, but she still stiffened at the mention of her not-yet-accomplished goal set. Here Hiro was; 16, attended college, and being a freaking superhero on the side. What was she? A runaway street artist who was barely getting by in high school and would still be in said education system if it wasn't for a buddy of hers that was able to bypass the schools firewall and give her perfect attendance for the rest of the semester.

Pays to have cultured friends.

"It's... fine." she lied, "I mean, I'm no brainiac like you, but I'll get by. And as far as the whole artist thing? The best thing I'm doing right now is street art."

"Street art? You mean like…graffiti?" she heard a touch of amusement in his voice, and Rikku narrowed her eyes at the accusation. Seeing the tension on her face, Hiro's smug grin immediately wiped away.

"No. Not graffiti." Rikku corrected curtly as she sat up straight. "Nothing against graffiti artists, but street art is much more than just scribbling letters on walls. It speaks to the people y'know? It asks questions, gives them a different perspective, and makes them think differently about things." She sighed heavily, pulling her knees closer to her as a gust of wind blew past. "At least… that's what we hope it does, anyway."

"Wow," Hiro moved into sitting position as well. "You're really passionate about this stuff, huh?"

Rikku felt her cheeks heat up. Getting all "art preachy" wasn't her intention for the evening, but she was happy to know Hiro understood, nonetheless.

She turned to him with a small, appreciative grin."You have no idea."

It was then that Baymax -who, in fact, had been completely forgotten about by the two teens- waddled his way over them.

"Hiro, I am sorry to interrupt, but I must inform you that it is getting late," he said in that calm, cool tone of his, "I would recommend getting home before causing any unneeded emotional distress in your aunt."

The young superhero's eyes widened at the statement, and he quickly jumped to his feet. "Crap, you're right! Thanks, bud."

"A superhero/nurse/nanny, huh? I gotta say, you have quite the impressive machinery, Hamada." Rikku chuckled at the half-flustered expression on her friend's features and stood before dusting herself off.

Hiro quickly scaled his robot and attached himself to the back of the mechanical being before extending a hand to the Rikku. "Come on," he said, slightly rushed. "We should get going."

Rikku raised an eyebrow at the use of plural in his sentence. "Um, Hiro, where exactly are we going?" she questioned.

"To my place, of course." He said matter-of-factly.

"Hiro... that's sweet but I don't want to impose, besides I don't know if Cass will-"

"Oh, please!" Hiro rolled his eyes, refusing to let his friend even think that she could be a bother to his family. "Rikku, you're hurt and obviously don't have anywhere else to go, I'm not just going to leave you here. Besides, Aunt Cass is going to be ecstatic!"

Rikku bit the inside of her cheek, but otherwise didn't protest. She grabbed her stuff before taking his hand and allowing him to pull her up. She settled onto Hiro's back, wrapping her arms a little tighter than necessary around his waist, as if she were taking a ride on a motorcycle. The teen swallowed, unable to control the weird fluttering feeling in the pit of her gut.

"You ready back there?" there was an unsettling level of amusement in Hiro's voice and the mischievous smirk that he flashed her didn't help.

"As ready as I'll ever be, I guess." Came Rikku's rather hesitant reply.

"Try not to pass out this time okay?" Hiro chuckled and placed the helmet back on his head. Rikku opened her mouth to retort to his snarky tone, but was cut short by the familiar command of: "Thrusters on!"

And with that, Rikku found herself flying into the air at an incredible speed. It was different than the last, however. Instead of high pitched screams of panic and terror, Rikku was screaming with exhilaration as the wind rushed wildly through her hair.

The cold air pricked her skin, causing chills throughout her body, but she paid them no mind. The view was too amazing to care about such things. Despite her vision being mildly blurred by the wind hitting her head on, she took in the sparkly lights that looked like lanterns on the ground.

It was truly amazing.

With each passing minute, each foot that the pair elevated into the air, a feeling of giddiness raised in Rikku's being. She was actually really looking forward to seeing everyone. More excited than any non-family member should probably be. She hadn't realized just how much she missed the Hamada family until that moment. She found herself getting excited to listen to Aunt Cass' horribly cheesy yet mildly comical jokes, or seeing who could eat the most hot wings out of the four of them: Cass, Tadashi and herself. Speaking of which, she had yet to hear Hiro speak of the tall, lanky, robotics nerd known as his brother.

Rikku didn't bother pondering on the thought. She would see him soon enough, and when she did, she believed there was some much needed revenge in order for some unsuspecting and rather unforgiving noogying from the previous years…

don't get your hopes up about that Rikku =(

alright so i know i couple of these chapters have been on the shorter side, but dont hate me lol i swear there is some interesting action coming up...

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