Hi I'm so sorry.
I know I've been gone for a very long time. Life got crazy after high school. College is better though. I'm back and I really want to give this another go. Also, I'm probably going to re-write the first six chapters of this story because I think they could be better. This is more than likely going to be a filler chapter before I jump back into the main plot. I need to be reacquainted with Tadashi and my love of Hidashi. Please leave reviews?
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Tadashi knew exactly what he was doing. That was entirely the problem.
After that long morning with Hiro everything has changed; or worse, it hasn't. It was different, sure, but never unfamiliar. His unadulterated desire to be near his little brother has always been there. Only now does Tadashi really understand the gravity of said desire. It's disgusting and unfathomable. His parents would be absolutely revolted by their eldest son, that much he knew for fact. Even worse, Hiro trusts Tadashi completely and without hesitation. Would he still be so trusting if he knew what Tadashi had dreamed of last night?
A shiny image conjures itself in Tadashi's head. Hiro is sprawled out beneath him, panting and wet with sweat. The background is completely black; Hiro is the only thing to be seen. The younger boy's face is red and his dark eyes can barely keep open. Hiro's eyelashes are long and tantalizing. His plump bottom lip is drawn between his teeth. In the dream, one of Hiro's hands travel south, just under his own waist band.
Roughly, Tadashi rubs his eyes. How could he dream that? There must be something psychologically wrong with him. Loving his brother was okay, but now it was going too far. He's been clinging to him. Tadashi knows that the only reason he's doing better is because he has Hiro. If it weren't for his brother nothing would ever get better. Hiro was the most important part of his life. Hiro is his favorite thing in the whole world. It is terrifying.
From inside his pocket, Tadashi's phone vibrates against his thigh. Hesitantly, he pulls out the iPhone. He already knows who the caller is even before Hiro's name pops up on the screen. After a moment he swipes his thumb across to glowing screen. "Hello," Tadashi answers smoothly, with a dull tone.
On the other line Hiro takes a deep breath. "Tadashi — I haven't heard from you all day. Where are you?" The younger Hamada tries not to sound overly concerned, both his hands clutching his phone close to his ear. "Everyone wants to know if you're coming to the lab today?" This is a white lie, Hiro tells himself. After all, Gogo and Honey Lemon just left him alone in the lab a half hour ago without a worry in the world.
"I went out to lunch with Fred, then we went shopping." Tadashi says, looking down at his mint green converse. "I was window shopping for Wasabi's birthday."
"Isn't that next month?"
The eldest Hamada sighs softly, his free hand tucking itself into his pants pocket. "Yeah, but I didn't really feel like working in the lab today." Tadashi has no idea what else to say to his brother. He knows very well he told Hiro he would be at the lab tomorrow to help him with his newest project. Clearly that never happened.
". . . You could have called me or . . ." Hiro swallows the lump in his throat. For some reason this hurt a lot more than it probably should have. Hiro really didn't understand why Tadashi would blow him off all day like this. "—You didn't have to help me if you didn't want to 'Dashi." The younger boy's voice softens as his brother's nickname rolls off his tongue.
"I know, I'm sorry Hiro." Tadashi answers, feeling sick to his stomach. He had no reason to ignore Hiro. It wasn't his brothers fault that he was having such vivid dreams. "Of course, I want to help you! I just forgot about it. We can go into the lab together tomorrow morning, okay?"
Hiro pauses, chewing over Tadashi's words. "Okay, that sounds like a plan." He smiles even though Tadashi can't see it. "I'll see you at home?"
"Alright, see you at home." Tadashi replies. Each of them say goodbye and the phone call ends. Smoothly Tadashi tucks his phone back into his pocket and waits for Fred to come back. After several minuets the skater walks back over to his friend, grinning broadly. "What took so long?"
Fred continues smiling, unfazed. "Sorry man, the store didn't have enough change to give me back." He shrugs, the bag of shoes laced between his fingers. "I just let them keep the change."
Tadashi shakes his head at the blonde. Sometimes it was still hard to believe how wealthy Fred was. His laid back attitude and his parent's adoration made for a very big, very loose bank account. Apparently, Fred's parents appreciated that their son was so giving. Tadashi had to admit he found Fred's generosity to be really something to marvel at. He'd witnessed the skater help plenty of people in need. "You about ready to head back? I just remembered I promised Hiro I would help him with something."
"Oh yeah man, I'm ready to go whenever you are!" Fred agreed easily. The blonde was more than happy. This was the first time he got to hang out with Tadashi since the accident. It put his mind at ease. Surely, everything would get better from here. Even if he was a little too aware of how close Tadashi and his brother had grown. Fred supposed that tragedy brought them closer together. It doesn't really seem like a big deal.
Immediately Tadashi smiles back at the blonde. Fred was always really easy to get along with. "Alright, lets blow this joint." He jokes, chuckling lightly.
Fred laughs along with him, "For sure dude!"
Together, they exit their local mall, each of them feeling better than when they first arrived.
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Katie: Alright well . . . this just happened. Huge shout out to sofiaaaxo for reviewing recently! You actual had perfect timing. I had started this chapter a day or two before you reviewed and then you appeared. I was motivated enough to produce this kinda lame chapter. I was kinda snowballing here. Just trying to get back into the swing of things! Hopefully I'll have the next chapter out in a week or so. I'm going to be slow, but I'll try to be reliable. As for my other story I will try to work on it too. I absolutely love that story and refuse to abandon it (especially if I'm working on this one).
Tadashi: Review? Tell me how she's doing? Okay, bad, poor? All comments are okay, so long as they're not too cruel …