I'm making this chapter one of the longest so far, people. Bear with me. This one's probably going to be really weird. Depends on how I feel when I write it.

Erika's P.O.V.

I was happy. No, scratch that. I was ecstatic.

We were finally going home.

I walked back inside, and set my jacket on one of the kitchen chairs. Everyone else followed suit, some having to stack theirs on others. After we were done with that, we all distributed to our rooms to finally get some sleep after the long day.

Hiro sat on his side of the bed, staring blankly at the wall. I slowly climbed under the sheets, my mom turning out the lights. My room was the only one without a window, so it got almost pitch-black afterward. I could hear Hiro's slow, steady breaths as he inhaled and exhaled, inhaled and exhaled, inhaled and exhaled.

"Erika?" I heard him ask, not in his normal voice, either.

"Hmm?"

"Are you sure that your idea would work?"

"What idea?" I asked, my mind swirling from today's events.

"To bring Tadashi back."

I stayed silent as Hiro climbed under the covers, turning to face me. His eyes reflected the light from a small nightlight in the opposite corner of the room.

"I don't know, Hiro." I whispered. "But I think it's worth a try."

I saw Hiro smile with the small amount of light, and smiled too. He was slowly inching toward me, and I was slowly inching back. I wasn't entirely sure what to do in this situation. I had never been this close to a boy before, neither have I ever hugged a boy, or had that "event" in my basement like I did. I was totally on my own, and without any experience, I was unprepared.

Hiro brought his hand up to cup my face, brushing the extra hair out of my face. Geez, was it really that messy?

"I don't really know how to say what I want, so I'm going to try something new." He said, finally making the move.

Hiro Hamada kissed me.

How? When? Why? I had all these questions, none of which I had answers for. I eventually let myself push back, my hands awkwardly cupping his face as well.

I've never had any experience, but I guess I could say he was an excellent kisser. Now, I've read other people's stories about things like this happening to them on the internet before as well, but none of them compared to the real thing.

I finally had to break for air, and apparently Hiro did as well. He regained his breath before I did.

"Thanks," he said quietly. "you know, for everything."

"What did I do?" I asked, catching myself staring into his eyes once again.

"The idea. I would've never have thought of that myself, and anyone else who would've thought about bringing Tadashi back would've assumed it would be too painful." Hiro explained.

I smiled, my hands still not leaving his face. "No problem, Hiro."

I kissed him again.

Hiro's P.O.V.

The next morning I woke up with Erika laying right beside me, which confused me. Then, I remembered what had happened last night.

I smiled.

Slowly, so I didn't wake her up, I slid out from beneath the covers. I walked over to the door, and could hear voices outside. Muffled, maybe, but still familiar.

I opened the door, and at the kitchen table down the hallway sat Wasabi, Fred, Gogo, and Erika's mom.

"Hey, Hiro." Fred said, patting an empty seat beside him.

I sat, and Erika's mom handed me a plate.

"What's this for?" I asked.

"For eating, smart-stuff." Gogo teased, or, at least, I think she was teasing.

"How many eggs do you want?" Erika's mom said.

I hate people asking me questions. I stuttered for an answer, eventually having Wasabi answer for me, "Two."

Erika's mom piled two eggs on the side of my plate, then two crispy pieces of bacon. She opened the oven, pulling out a round pan with stuff in it. When she brought it closer to set it on the table, I saw that they were cinnamon rolls. My favorite. If only there were gummy bears on this . . .

"Thanks."

As Erika's mom got the spatula to deal out the gummy-bear-less cinnamon rolls, we dug in. Man, I forgot that I hadn't eaten since we got here. Which has been, like, two days. That's a long time to go without eating.

But I've went longer.

I finished my plate before Wasabi did; he was too busy trying to make sure his food didn't touch. Fred ate really fast, Gogo too, ending up beating me. Erika's mom had just sat down, starting on her plate. She ate like me; not super fast like Gogo or Fred, but not super slow like Wasabi.

Erika's mom and Wasabi finally finished, smiling like they had just won a marathon. I remembered that three people were missing.

I stood up, but apparently nobody noticed. Fred and Gogo were having an arm-wrestling contest, while Wasabi and Erika's mom watched. Since they weren't looking, I grabbed my plate, put three cinnamon rolls on it, then slid down the hallway. I opened the door to Honey's room first, letting Erika sleep a little more.

Honey was already up, but was standing in front of the mirror in the corner. She had taken some of the bandages off of her head, showing a very large, blue and purple bump the size of a notebook on the side of her head. She just looked at me through the mirror, and sighed, smiling.

"Come on in, Hiro. What's up?" She asked as I sat down on the bed.

"Oh, nothing much. Just bringing you a little bit of breakfast before Fred and Gogo decide to raid the entire pan of these."

Honey Lemon laughed. "I'm pretty sure they already have." She took one from my plate, took a bite, then said, "Good thinking."

"I try," I said, puffing out my chest in an awkward manner, while making my face distort to somewhat resemble a very cocky grin.

Honey laughed again, and took another big bite of cinnamon roll.

I nodded. "I'm going to go wake up Erika, and hopefully you'll come join us?" I asked, earning a nod from Honey.

I walked out the door, and then to Erika's room. I silently walked up to her side of the bed, and set the plate on the table beside it.

"Erika," I whispered. "It's time to get up."

She didn't budge.

I shook her shoulder lightly, so it wouldn't hurt her. "Erika."

Still nothing. Okay, now I was starting to freak out.

"Erika." I said, louder, closer to her ear. I shook her shoulder enough to make her roll over to look at me.

Her eyes were open.

"SURPRISE!" She screamed, making me fly back in, well, surprise.

I fell against the wall, sliding all the way down to the floorboards. I clutched at my chest, trying to make the loud thumping in my head stop. Deep breaths apparently didn't help. As Erika sat up, I closed my eyes to help erase the picture from my mind. But, unfortunately, instead of erasing the picture, it was engrained in my eyelids.

"What's wrong Hiro?" I heard Erika ask as soon as her laughter died. My eyes shot open.

"I hate it when people scare me. Especially you." I mumbled. I didn't lift my gaze to see her.

Silence.