My sister said I should apologize to all of the Canadians. Ha. That's not happening.
Tadashi would be leave in only a week. He had been pressing the idea of living with Hiro. He insisted that Hiro could go to SFIT or something of the sort, or they could possibly work together on robots at home. Hiro eventually gave up on denying this idea. He had nowhere else to go, so there was no reason to deny the other's wish.
Tadashi promised that he would visit, and he alerted the guards that the kid would need surveillance because there were people that wanted to especially hurt Hiro. They nodded, and even said that they would do their best. Tadashi was a well-respect person, even to the guards that had no reason to respect him.
"Tadashi, does your place have internet?" It was such an innocent question. Too innocent, actually, Tadashi didn't quite trust the tone that Hiro had.
"… yes, why?"
"Because I want to know if I can wire a robot that could have the intelligence and ability to fight of the internet – also, like, Kung Fu, man," Hiro supplied. Tadashi glared at the shorter, shaking his head.
"You're not bot fighting again, are you? Because that would be very disappointing, Hiro," Tadashi sighed, messing up his hair worriedly. He didn't want Hiro to return to the path that he had already gone down.
"No, I've learned my lesson, Tadashi," Hiro replied, shaking his head.
"How are we going to get all of yourself to my place, though? Is there an address that you have your things or anything?" Hiro stared at Tadashi flatly.
"Literally the only thing that I own outside of some ratty, stolen clothes is a robot – made out of stolen and broken parts – that was destroyed just before I got here." Tadashi made eye contact, and after a minute he coughed, shaking his head.
"I'll get you some clothes before I pick you up. Your room will be ready for you when you get there – don't even think about trying to argue, Hiro."
"I was going to say thank you, but okay, I won't think about arguing," Hiro teased. Tadashi messed up the other's hair before they went about their chores.
The rest of the week flew by, and even after Tadashi left no one tried to fight with Hiro. After seeing the boy being in jail and rather broken, any qualms that they had had had faded from the forefront of their mind. Most of the people were able to get out much before Hiro, anyways, because they had already been in the jail and the sentence for bot fighting can only be so harsh.
The three days alone in jail didn't feel as long as one would expect. They felt equivalent to the sleepless nights, only a bit longer. Hiro really couldn't complain, because after three days he was able to join Tadashi in an apartment and then engineer as much as he wanted to. He also got a full-time job to help with rent, and they were happy together as brothers.
Years later, Tadashi was the best-man at Hiro's wedding.
About a decade later, Tadashi consoled Hiro because his wife walked out on him and they lived together again for a while.
Tadashi never got married – although he did forgive himself for the death of Professor Callaghan, he could never trust his robots like that again. He would never let someone test his experiment until he was sure everything was worked out.
This is, in a sense, an ending. You've had a glimpse into their past. You've had a glimpse into their future, and you can imagine their present on your own. I believe, however, there is one moral that you can gather from this story, and it is probably the most important thing that you will ever learn.
Don't have sex because you will get pregnant and you will die. Don't have sex in the missionary position, don't have sex standing up, just don't do it, okay, promise? Okay, now everybody take some rubbers.
-Rose B.