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Hiro's Age: 3

Tadashi's Age: 18

One day after Hiro met Tadashi's friends, two weeks after the Accident.

"You need sleep," Gogo said. They had been gathered at Tadashi's house, bringing him his missing homework assignments and fresh food. The dark rings had been a concern among them. It looked like Tadashi hadn't slept since the accident.

Tadashi suppressed the urge to yawn. "I'll sleep when I'm dead," Tadashi said, rubbing his face.

The entire group flinched. "Do not joke about that," Wasabi said.

"There's… just so much to do," Tadashi said, guiltily. His friends were just trying to help after all. "Hiro hasn't been sleeping at all, not to mention his arm is still in the cast which is bothering him. Then there are the funeral arrangements and my parents' wills. Social Services has called too."

"They're not going to take Hiro are they?" Honey Lemon asked. She frowned; worry reflected on her face. "Your parents just died and Hiro is so attached to you, it would do more harm than good at this point."

"Let us help Tadashi," Fred offered. "We can watch Hiro, and you can get some sleep. Or I can call up some lawyers to help you with that."

"You know lawyers?" Gogo asked, skeptical.

"I know people," Fred said offhandedly. He waved away Gogo's doubtful concern and poured more soda into his cup. "Where is the little man anyways?" Hiro was nowhere in sight and if yesterday was anything to go by, Hiro did not leave Tadashi's side willingly.

"Asleep upstairs," Tadashi answered. "He didn't sleep at all last night, crashed around two this morning out of sheer exhaustion. Hasn't woken up since." He glanced at the clock that read 10:12am. "He'll be grumpy, but I should probably wake him up soon. Otherwise, it'll mess with his sleeping schedule even more."

Wasabi patted him on the back. "Take a nap Tadashi. We'll wake up Hiro and watch him. You need the rest."

Tadashi let out a weary sigh. He could use the sleep. "Alright," Tadashi said. "Alright. A nap. You guys are sure you'll be alright?" Hiro seemed to be okay with his friends yesterday. He should be alright with his friends.

"We'll be fine," Honey Lemon reassured. The rest of the group nodded in agreement.

"We can take Hiro out to park," Wasabi said. A quick glance outside revealed the dark and stormy skies. "Or, since it looks like it's going to rain, a movie works too. We'll think of something."

"Besides, what's the worse that could happen?" Fred said.

Famous last words. Four hours later, Tadashi woke up feeling slightly more refreshed. The house on the other hand had seen better days. Tadashi had woken up to a crying Hiro, a destroyed living room and four very frazzled friends.

"Not a word," Gogo threatened. She and Wasabi flipped the couch back into its upright position. Fred came by with a mop, wiping away the mess.

Tadashi smiled and took Hiro off of Honey's hands. He had great friends.

xXxXx

Hiro's Age: 3

Tadashi's Age: 18

Gogo popped her gum with an audible snap. Today was her turn to watch Hiro. They had all agreed early on to help Tadashi wherever they could. It was hard enough being a college student, suddenly becoming a parent was probably even worse. So they worked out a schedule where they would watch Hiro in between their classes. There was only one class that they all had together, but Tadashi had yet to show up for it. She supposed he would cross that bridge when it came to that.

Plus, it was impossible not to love Hiro. The kid was too cute.

"Want to go for a ride, brat?" she asked, holding out a child sized helmet. Tadashi would kill her if she went on her usual daredevil-type rides. She would tone it down, a bit.

"Yes, please!" Hiro said, eyes wide. A large smile was stretched across his face.

Like she said, cute kid.

xXxXx

Hiro's Age: 3

Tadashi's Age: 18

Tadashi gulped as he stood outside of his classroom. It was the first time since the accident that he would be attending this class. Professor Arashi Suzuki had been sympathetic and had emailed him his homework daily.

In Tadashi's arms, Hiro squirmed. He had been quiet since they had arrived on campus, surveying everything with caution eyes. Hiro had never been to SFIT campus before the accident and the sheer amount of people had been quite overwhelming for him.

Hiro was the reason why Tadashi was hesitating to enter. Professor Arashi taught Business 101, a mandatory requirement for all college students to teach the basics of managing finances, taxes and investments. It was a class that all of Tadashi's friends (and thus all of Hiro's immediate babysitters) were in, including Fred. Tadashi wasn't sure if Professor Arashi would let Hiro stay. The man, while friendly and always with a smile, ran a strict class.

Maybe he wouldn't notice?

"Okay Hiro," Tadashi said. Hiro stared up at him, eyes wide. "You need to stay very quiet okay? Professor Arashi runs a very strict class and doesn't like it when people interrupt him. No yelling, screaming or crying okay? Think you can be quiet for an hour and read your book nicely?"

Hiro nodded.

Tadashi smiled and entered in the class.

"You brought Hiro?" Gogo hissed. The rest of the gang had already arrived and were sitting down. Looks of disbelief were displayed on their faces. Fortuitously Professor Arashi was nowhere in sight.

"No one to babysit," Tadashi said as he set Hiro down in the seat next to his. Thankfully, his friends had chosen seats relatively close to the back.

Hiro sat down dutifully and took the book Tadashi had offered him. To be safe, Tadashi took out some paper and markers for Hiro to draw too, in case he got bored throughout the class.

As the clock struck 10:30, Professor Arashi strolled into the class. "Pop Quiz!" he cheerfully announced. The class groaned. Tadashi could hear a few students swearing. Tadashi fretted. His first day back and already a pop quiz? Luck was not on his side today.

"Now, now," the brunette professor said. "It's a simple exam. I'm expecting most of you to get it right. We're going to test your knowledge oh now to balance a checkbook! So take out a paper and pencil and write down your answer!"

He wrote the blackboard:

'You have $1235 dollars in the bank.

Your paycheck from your job is $400.

You spend $283 on food this month.

Your bill for water is $97.

Your friend paid you back the $13 dollars they owed you.

Your bicycle broke and it costed $146 to fix.

How much money in the bank do you have left over at the end of the month?'

The remainder of the class passed fairly swiftly.

"Alright class, that's it for the day," Professor Arashi announced. The students quickly packed their books, chatting amount themselves. Tadashi let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Hiro had remained quiet for the entire length of class. His little brother had abandoned the book early on and spend most of it drawing.

"Mr. Hamada, please stay behind."

And totally busted.

Tadashi groaned and buried his face in his hands. Wasabi patted Tadashi on the back, sympathetically.

"Sucks to be you," Fred said.

"Should we take Hiro?" Honey Lemon asked.

"No, I want to stay with Tadashi," Hiro said firmly.

"No, you guys go ahead," Tadashi said. "I'll see you at the Jade Dragon."

"We'll order your usual and something for Hiro too," Gogo said.

They left with the rest of the students, excited to leave. Once the classroom was empty, Arashi approached where Tadashi and Hiro were sitting. "You have a tagalong, Mr. Hamda," Arashi remarked. The humor was evident in his tone of voice.

"Yes," Tadashi said, sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I don't have anyone to watch him; all my friends are in this class with me and they're the only ones he's comfortable with." Tadashi had tried a few days ago to leave Hiro at the college's daycare for young parents who had classes to attend. The tantrum Hiro threw was not worth the effort.

"Your little brother, yes?" Arashi asked.

Tadashi nodded. "Yes, this is Hiro. Hiro say hello to my professor, Arashi Suzuki."

"Hello," Hiro said shyly. He was so tiny that he could just barely see over the desk he was sitting at. Hiro bit his lip and took a quick glance at Tadashi. Then he waved his paper at Arashi. "Is this right?" Hiro asked.

Arashi took the paper, surprised reflected in his amber eyes. Written in childish scribble and barely legible (no doubt made worse by the cast around Hiro's dominate hand) was the answer to the pop quiz he had given at the beginning of class.

With a gentle smile, Arashi nodded. "You got it right, Hiro." He turned to Tadashi, eyebrow raised. "A budding prodigy I see. While it had been just simple addition and subtraction, at his age, this should be beyond him."

"Yeah, I'm not sure when it started," Tadashi said, scratching his cheek. "But Hiro is apparently at about ages 6-8 reading and math level right now, err, according to my research online." After Tadashi had found Hiro's scribbles on the wall, he sat down one night and poured as much research into prodigies and child development. It looked like on the cognitive level, Hiro was about ages 6-8 level, but emotionally around ages 4-5 and physically was still progressing at age 3. Tadashi was a little concern about Hiro's social development too. Hiro had been a shy kid; the trauma of the accident seemed to make it worse.

Arashi looked back at Hiro. "Do you promise to behave Hiro?" he asked.

Hiro nodded.

"If he's as quiet as he was today, I will allow him to stay Mr. Hamada," Arashi said, addressing Tadashi. "I still expect you to pay attention in my class as well."

Tadashi nodded. "I will, sir." He breathed out a quiet sigh of relief. Tadashi truly didn't know what he was going to do if Professor Arashi had said no. He would have probably dropped out of the class since there was no one to watch Hiro. Did he mention how awesome his friends were lately?

"Good. Now off you go. I will see you in class on Thursday."

"Thank you!" Tadashi gathered his things and scooped Hiro up in his arms.

Over Tadashi's shoulder, Hiro waved. "Bye, mister!"