Nobody Knows

Not Like This.

"Well," Tadashi began. "jobs are scarce, the legal drinking age is 14 and all slaves are free in this country."

Fred smacked the steering wheel. "That's amazing! Congratulations! What do you mean in this country, though?"

"This wouldn't be taken into affect if we were any farther south or west." Hiro explained as they pulled into the driveway of their home. Hiro and Tadashi opened their doors at the same time, but Tadashi rushed around only to pick Hiro up by the waist and swing him around to expel some of the energy he still had. They both began to laugh and once Tadashi had slowed down, Hiro started to slide down the front of Tadashi. Hitching when they were finally eye level to the other. Much tension was held between Tadashi and Hiro.

They both seemed to be entranced by the other's eyes and they both let what happen, happen. Their faces collided. Specifically their lips. As soon as the kiss was dropped, Tadashi dropped Hiro. Both of their cheeks turned an unnatural shade of red. They both head inside and decide not to speak of it.

They both started worrying about what the other thought about them, but didn't seem to realize the other was doing the exact same thing. Hiro takes a nap in his room and he's awoken an hour later by the slamming of a door. Hiro looks out his window and sees Tadashi rushing off in his work outfit. Suddenly extremely worried, he follows after him and sees that he rushes into a burning building.

He knew this would happen. He just hoped that it wouldn't go down like this.