Katie: Hey guys! So I have another Hdashi story in the back of my mind, should I go for it? It involves a awkward Tadashi falling in love with Hiro who is dressing up as a girl. (think the twelfth night by Shakespeare). Hiro falls for Tadashi back, and he knows their brothers. They just live with different parents because their mother and father get divorced and live in this story. Thoughts?
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Professor Callahan received a beautiful funeral and his picture stood on the steps of the ruined building. Dozens of flowers and delicately written cards sat on the steps, keeping the framed photo company. Every day for a week straight Tadashi Hamada would visit the steps, staring at the photograph. Sometimes he wanted to bring something, but he had no idea what. Every time he'd pick up flowers they would droop and suddenly they wouldn't be good enough for Callahan. He'd toss the sad flowers in the nearest garbage bin and be on his way. Nothing was ever good enough for his professor. Especially not me, Tadashi would whisper to himself whilst imagining Callahan's disapproval. He wasn't fast enough, or strong enough to save him. That would never change, no matter how hard he wished it.
For a week straight Hiro Hamada watched his brother from a distance, not sure how to help his brother feel any better. He just didn't understand what Tadashi was facing, and some far off part of him was glad he didn't. It was like watching a flower die, Hiro would think to himself, and no amount of care would bring back the color to Tadashi's petals.
Their conversations during this week were few and far between. The sole contact the brothers shared was at the Professors funeral when Hiro reached out and took his brothers hand; the only reason he grabbed Tadashi then was because he had never seen such a broken look on his face. Or if he had seen that look, he couldn't recall it.
Aunt Cass spent that week working constantly, too afraid to admit to the sadness that was encumbering her home and boys was real. Whenever she'd run into one of the boys she would smile so hard her face hurt. It was so clearly a fake smile, and her happiness was so clearly denial cloaked in a happy shroud.
Over all this week was one of the worst weeks of their entire lives, and it was all because Tadashi was a ruined man. A once optimistic young adult now turned sluggish and quiet. Death took his father figure and it tore him up inside. Out of everyone in the world Hiro was most aware of this, and he vowed on that Friday night that he would do anything to make his brother feel better.
"Hey," Hiro says, smiling at his brother. He was standing in the door way to his brother's room early Saturday morning. The younger brother was clad in a nice t-shirt and jeans, shoes already stuck to his feet like he was intending to go somewhere. "You know what we should do?"
Tadashi rolls out of bed and rubs his eyes, squinting at Hiro. "I'm not in the mood to go do anything." His shoulders hang limply, dark circles beginning to form under his eyes.
"I'm not taking no for an answer!" The younger boy exclaims, not backing down. "I've been saving up money and I want us to go do something fun together. We haven't done that in a while 'Dashi." Hiro uses his nick name for his brother in some feeble attempt to better connect them.
"… What do you want to do?" He replies, sighing. He wanted more than anything to just lay in bed all day, but he couldn't say no to his little brother. He didn't want to disappoint him too.
"We can go have breakfast at the one place you like so much, you remember?" He offers, his bubbly mood increasing. "Then maybe we can go roller skating or something cool like that?!"
He nods slowly, standing up off his bed. "Alright, we can have breakfast, not so sure about the roller skating though."
"Okay!" Hiro hastily agrees, thinking that breakfast was better than nothing. Any time with Tadashi at this point was better than nothing. He'd even go as far as accompanying Tadashi to the mall, and he loathed shopping there.
"I'm going to take a shower and get dressed. How about you go tell Aunt Cass that we're going somewhere." Tadashi recommends before heading to his dresser to pick out some clothes.
"Alright, don't take forever 'Dashi." He says happily before running out the room and down the steps to the café.
Their Aunt had just finished helping a customer, laughing at something they said. She caught sight of Hiro and immediately plastered a brilliant smile to her face. "Hiro! Good Moring, how did you sleep?" Her words come out as a chirp, high pitched and overly-peppy. "Is Tadashi awake yet?" She decided to ask hesitantly, her voice turning hopeful.
Hiro nods fervently, still smiling. "Yeah, it is a good morning! Tadashi is up, we're going out to breakfast!" He tells her excitedly, "That's okay isn't it Aunt Cass?"
She looks at him, positively beaming now. Nothing about the joy on her face was fake or hard. For once in a week, her smile didn't hurt. "Yeah, that's great! Do you need any money?" She asks, already pulling her wallet out of the apron hanging on her hips. Swiftly she pulls out a fifty and hands it to him. "Okay here, just take it and go. Have lots and lots of fun aright?"
A man walks up to the counter, waiting for service. Cass shoots Hiro one last smile before going to help the man. Clutching the money, Hiro bolts back up the stairs two at a time. He was going so fast he ran straight into Tadashi's chest. His brother chuckles lightly, "You ready to go?"
Hiro grins, "Mhmm!"
"Alright." Tadashi offers him half-smile and pulls his keys out of his brown shoulder bag. Together they walk back out to the front door. Their Aunt waves to them as they leave, happy as ever. The sun shone brightly that morning with no clouds in the sky. There was no breeze and it was less crowded on the streets then Hiro originally expected. Anticipation crept up on him like the way Christmas morning did when he was a child. He couldn't wait to spend the day with Tadashi. He really hoped they made a day of it even though his brother shot down the skating idea. Maybe they could go see a movie or walk in the park?
Hiro's thoughts are interrupted when Tadashi hands him his helmet, "Passenger safety first." He declares, making sure his little brother would be protected. Right after Tadashi slides onto his bike and pushed the keys inside.
"Thanks," Hiro rolls his eyes before putting the helmet on his head. "You just don't want the helmet hair." He teases and climbs on the bike after Tadashi. Softly, he sets his hands on Tadashi's shoulders. "I'm ready when you are!"
"Then let's get going, helmet hair." Tadashi says, a hint of a grin playing in his voice. Hiro was surprised when his brother teased him back like it was normal — like he was normal. Smoothly Tadashi drives out into the bustling street.
Their drive was nice and smooth until they hit 5th street. A crazy soccer mom pulled out in front of them like she was on her way to go save the emperor's life. Tadshi had to react quickly, pressing on his breaks hard. They were lucky that no one was behind them. The sudden stop pushed Hiro forward and on instinct he latched onto Tadashi. Hiro's arms move from Tadashi's shoulders and firmly wrap themselves around his waist.
"You okay?" Tadashi calls over his shoulder, trying to ignore how concerned he felt in that moment. If he had his way, Tadashi would pull Hiro into a tight hug, but he couldn't. At least not at that second.
"I'm okay, Dashi." Hiro says, nodding against his brother's back.
For the rest of their ride Hiro held onto Tadsahi, too afraid to let go; too afraid to admit there were butterflies filling his stomach. He couldn't think about that now. He didn't want to think about it. His feelings were too much, too strong, and too wrong. Hiro knew everything he felt with Tadashi was wrong — but it felt so right.
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