Our Little Brother Ch. 1
The Hamada Brothers
Disclaimer: I don't own BH6... If I did, Tadashi would still be ALIVE!!!
"Hey, robo nerd, your phone's ringing!" Gogo called over the laughter of the group. With a large smile, Tadashi walked over and pressed the green button, holding the receiver up to his ear. Fred, Wasabi, and Honey Lemon lowered their voices.
"Hello?... Yes... Wait, what?..." Tadashi spoke into the phone. His friends watched as his smile vanished and his eyes widening.
"No... NO!!!" Everyone flinched, not expecting the explosion. The 18 year old collapsed to his knees, dropping his phone and burying his face in his hands.
"Tadashi!" An alarmed cry rang out.
Almost instantly the young man was surrounded by his friends.
A chorus of "What happened?"'s and "Are you okay?"'s rained down on him, but he only shook his head, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes.
"Tadashi, calm down. Can you tell us what happened?" Honey Lemon asked.
Tadashi took a few shaking breaths, trying to fight back the sobs that threatened to burst out of him.
"My-my family. There was an accident. My parents, my aunt. They-they're gone"
The news sent the group into a shocked silence that no one dared to break. Suddenly, Tadashi's eyes widened.
"Wasabi, I need a ride"
"Uh, sure man. Where do you need to go?" An obviously confused Wasabi asked.
"I-I need to go to the SF Hospital."
"Are you hurt? Asked Lemon.
"No... I need to get to Hiro. He-he's there right now." Tadashi replied, picking himself up off the floor.
"Well then, let's go to Hiro!" Fred exclaimed, pointing his finger in the air for effect.
"You guys don't have to... I'm sure we'll be fi-" Tadashi began, but was cut off by Gogo.
"Are you serious? I know you want to be the tough guy right now, but dude, it's ok. You need us right now, don't push us away." And with that, Gogo began to walk to the front door, the rest of the group at her heels.
The ride to the hospital was a quiet one, everyone wondering what shape the young boy would be in. While none of Tadashi's friends had actually met Hiro, they know how much their best friend loved him and felt like they knew him, thanks to the fact that Tadashi always talked about him.
Tadashi was restless. He HAD to make sure his baby brother was ok. The second they reached the hospital, Tadashi jumped out of the car, not caring that it hadn't stopped yet. He raced inside and found the front desk.
"Hi, I'm T-Tadashi Hamada. I'm here to see my little brother, Hiro." He panted.
"Oh yes, follow me please, Mr. Hamada." The lady said in a sugary sweet voice. She began to walk briskly towards one of the hallways.
"Wait!" A voice called out. The duo turned to see Gogo, Fred, Honey Lemon, and Wasabi rushing in. "Geez you're fast!" Wheezed Fred.
"Are they with you?" The woman spoke to Tadashi, receiving a nod as a reply. "I'm sorry, but Hiro may only have family visitors right now."
Tadashi looked apologetically at the group.
"No worries, man. Just make sure your brother's okay." Wasabi said.
"Tell the little dude we said hi!" Fred added as Tadashi followed the nurse away.
They stopped in front of a door labeled '147'. "He's in here. Just give me a moment to check, he may be getting stitches right now." The nurse informed him. She opened the door just in time for a young, shrill voice to scream out.
"Nii-Chan!"
"Hiro?" He called in.
"Nii-Chan! Help! Help!" The 2 year old called back.
Despite the protests of the nurse, Tadashi went in the room. There were two doctors, one holding a sterile needle, the other attempting to stop the boy from thrashing. He winced when he saw a large gash on his little brother's forehead.
Hiro fought even harder when he saw his big brother. He had to get to his Nii-Chan. Tadashi rushed over, causing the doctor holding him to let go in surprise. Wasting no time, Hiro sprang off the bed and latched onto his older brother's neck.
"Hey, hey, hey. Shhh, Dashi's got you. It's okay, it's okay." Tadashi comforted the young boy until his breathing evened out.
"Sir, we really need to get that stitched up before it gets infected." The doctor told Tadashi, "If we could have you wait in the hall..."
"NO!!!" Hiro screeched, wrapping his arms even tighter around Tadashi.
"Would it be alright if I hold him in my lap? It'll help keep him calm." Tadashi proposed.
"I, er... I guess." The doctor replied, unsure.
"Hiro, buddy, I need you to let go. I can only stay if you do what I say."
Hiro's arms went slack. Tadashi turned his little brother around in his lap so he faced the doctor. The young man felt Hiro tense up when the needle came towards him.
"Just relax, Hiro. Take deep breaths."
Hiro leaned back so he was resting against his brother's chest, then closed his eyes and good a shuttering breath.
Tadashi felt the 2 year old's small body jolt and knew instantly that the needle had entered. He looked forward to see his baby brother with his jaw clenched. Hoping to calm Hiro down a bit, he grabbed the small fist and began stroking the smooth skin.
"Wow, Hiro. You are being such a big boy right now. I remember when I got stitches, I was sobbing like a baby, and I was 3 times older than you!"
He heard Hiro give a weak laugh.
"I'll tell you what. Because you are being such a big boy right now, I might just have to go and get you some gummy bears."
This brought Hiro's spirit up a bit. He loved those balls of sugar with a passion that couldn't be rivaled.
Hiro's hand suddenly clenched Tadashi's with surprising strength. Turning his attention to Hiro's face, he noticed that tears had begun to cascade down his cheeks. He heard a pained whimpering coming from him.
"There we go, all done." Putting a bandaid over the fresh stitches and making Tadashi sigh in relief. He absolutely hated seeing his little brother in pain.
"Dashi?" A faint voice caught Tadashi's attention. "Nii-Chan, hurts."
Tadashi felt his heart shatter.
"I know, just try to get some sleep. You'll feel better I the morning."
Hiro nodded tiredly, not bothering to try to stop a large yawn.
After the doctor left, Tadashi climbed onto the bed and laid Hiro down before laying down himself. The Hamada brothers drifted off into a blissful rest.
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