And here we go, the next installment. I'm really trying to focus on my writing itself. I think fanfiction is a really great way to improve one's writing ability, but that's only if you really put in the effort to improve. Just shitting out words and calling it good won't work. Also happy new year.

Hiro's fingers tightened around his game controller, his ears perking up a bit at the sound of the door opening downstairs. That would be Tadashi, coming home late after another long day. They hadn't really said anything to each other since the other night. How were they going to talk about it? Were they even supposed to talk about it? Perhaps it was just something that some people experience and then never mention again. Of course, that didn't stop Hiro from thinking about it as often as he could. Remembering the burst of adrenaline he'd received when he realized Tadashi was awake was enough to get Hiro's heart racing once more. The sounds of his older brother's footsteps up the stairwell caused Hiro to quickly start mashing buttons again.

"Hey!" The door crashed open and Tadashi burst through, a grin on his face. The sound startled Hiro into pausing his game and glance over at his brother.

Well, at least he's talking to me. "What's up?" Hiro asked, spinning his chair towards Tadashi.

"I just had an-an AWESOME day! Holy crap." Tadashi took off his hat and ran his fingers through his hair. The excitement so plain on his face was contagious, and Hiro found himself grinning as well. "It was, it was great! I had a big break through on my project, and - and-" He took a deep breath, apparently unable to continue.

Hiro bounced up from his chair and gave Tadashi a tight hug. "That's cool! At least you're doing something productive with your time." The younger teen motioned to the video game paused behind him. "I don't have much going on these days."

"Well, maybe you should come with me sometime." It wasn't the first time Tadashi had tried to motivate Hiro back to school since he'd graduated.

"Yeah," Hiro groaned, shaking his head. "That just doesn't really sound like it's for me, you know?" He quickly retook his seat in front of his computer.

"Hiro..."

The chair spun around almost violently and Hiro found himself staring up at Tadashi's frustrated face. "What?"

"I just...I don't want you to waste your life away doing nothing." The older brother leaned forward, his hands resting on the arms of the chair.

With eyes locked, Hiro's heart began to speed up. This was the first time they'd really spoken since the incident. Did he really want it to be an argument?

With a dejected sigh, Hiro broke eye contact. "Alright, fine, I'll go with you sometime..."

The grin returned to Tadashi's face. "That's great to hear."

Memories of the other night made Hiro flush slightly. He pulled his chair away from his brother and resumed gaming without another word. Various sounds told him that Tadashi was getting ready for bed. After a few moments, a video began quietly playing from his older brother's tablet. Hiro glanced over and confirmed that Tadashi was on his bed, immersed in whatever he was watching. With a devillish grin, Hiro turned back to his computer and began tabbing through different programs, his fingers clacking away noisily on his keyboard.

A few minutes later, silence filled the room. Hiro quickly tabbed back to his game and resumed playing, waiting for the reaction he was hoping for.

"What the fuck?"

Hiro stiffled a chuckle at Tadashi's quiet curse which was followed by insistent tapping on his tablet. The sound of moaning drifted across the room, but it was quickly surpressed. Without looking, Hiro could only guess that his brother had a hand over the speaker. It was too much for Hiro to handle. He burst out laughing and spun his chair around to face Tadashi.

"Hiro! What-" Tadashi cut off and glared at his younger brother. "That's not okay."

"Oh whatever, it's just a joke." Hiro rolled his eyes, his laughter dying down quickly.

Tadashi sighed and picked up his tablet, the moaning resuming. "Just...just turn it off."

"Fine...whatever." Hiro shut down his program and the porn stopped playing. A bit grumpy that his prank didn't go over as well as he'd been hoping, he pointedly ignored his brother as he came and sat on the edge of Hiro's bed.

"Listen, Hiro..."

Hiro turned his chair so he couldn't see Tadashi.

"Hiro..."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"We need to talk about it."

"Why?"

"Uh, well...because..."

"You don't sound too sure of yourself." With crossed arms, Hiro turned to face his brother.

Tadashi was looking at his feet, a troubled expression on his face. For a moment, neither said anything.

"Hiro...I didn't mean to..." Tadashi gave a frustrated huff. "I mean, we shouldn't have..."

Hiro didn't want to hear anymore. Before Tadashi could say another word, the younger brother bolted from his chair, snatched a hoodie from the floor and escaped out the door. He ignored Tadashi's calling after him.

Tadashi's just gonna come after me. I gotta move fast. Hiro sped down the stairs, nearly tripping over Mochi and also ignoring Aunt Cass asking what he was up to. The front door rattled as he threw it open and dashed into the rain and down the street.

"Stupid Tadashi." Hiro kicked a rock down the street. A small battle bot controlled by the remote in Hiro's hands attacked the rock. The robot had been in his hoodie pocket and he decided now was as good a time as ever to hone his skill with the little machine. He fiddled with the analog sticks and buttons, occasionally making it twitch one way or dance another. Rain continued to pour around him; his hoodie was completely soaked through.

According to his wristwatch, it had been almost half an hour since Hiro had left the house. A part of him wondered when Tadashi would be showing up. He always had a knack for finding Hiro whenever he was in need. With a huff, Hiro sat on the curb and crossed his arms, the battle bot going still beside him. Various emotions raged within the young teen. He was angry and frustrated, excited and sad, but most of all he was confused. When he'd started masturbating on Tadashi's bed, it had just been because he felt the need to relieve himself. The sensation of feeling his brother's body next to him while he did so...it had been an unexpected turn on.

Hiro growled and flung his hood back, letting the rain fall directly on his head. Water streamed down his face and neck, into his shirt and making him shiver. Tadashi had completely dominated Hiro's thoughts since then. He'd contemplated just sneaking into bed with him while he was sleeping but no; that would have crossed more lines than they already had. Hiro wanted Tadashi to accept him. He wanted Tadashi to reciprocate or maybe just...Hiro blushed and shook his head. Thoughts of Tadashi casually walking over to him, brushing a kiss against his lips, were unwelcome at this time.

The sound of Tadashi's moped cutting through shallow puddles interrupted Hiro's musing. The young teen looked up and immediately raised a hand to block the bright headlight bearing down on him.

"Hey." Tadashi spoke loudly over the sound of the rain. He grabbed the spare helmet and held it out towards Hiro.

Hiro stuffed his battle bot and controllor back into his pocket and took the helmet. For a moment, he did nothing but stare at it in his hands. He was hopeful that his tears were masked by the rain.

"Come on," Tadashi coaxed gently, scooting forward as Hiro finally clambored onto the vehicle.

Hiro hesitantly wrapped his arms around his brother as they turned around and sped towards home. It wasn't fair that after days of nothing this was the closest they'd been. Overcome by emotion, the teen tightened his grip and buried his face into his brother's back. A larger and warmer hand laid gently over Hiro's. Despite his numbing fingers, he appreciated the silent gesture of comfort. With care, Hiro gripped Tadashi's hand and didn't let go until they made it back home.

Aunt Cass greeted them with strong hugs and fretfull words, but Hiro brushed aside any chance for conversation and disappeared upstairs. He stripped off his soaking hoodie and let it drop on the floor of his room.

"Aunt Cass is worried about you." Tadashi's voice sounded loud now that they were out of the rain.

Hiro shrugged. Water dripped from his hair onto the wooden floor.

"I'm worried about you, too." The young man hung up his jacket in a closet and grabbed a towel.

"I know." Hiro's voice was almost insignificant. Not wanting to remain cold and wet forever, he stripped out of his outer clothes and accepted the towel from his brother.

"Hiro, I..." Tadashi sat in front of Hiro on the edge of the young teen's bed and rubbed his neck. "I just don't know what I'm supposed to say. I don't know what you want me to say."

Hiro covered his head with the towel and began scrubbing, trying to drown out the words. He didn't know what he wanted Tadashi to say either. Tears began welling up again, but this time there was no rain to cover them up.

"Hiro..." Tadashi gently pulled his brother towards him. Their hands clasped tightly together as Hiro cried. The towel was hanging over Hiro's head like a hood, but it wasn't enough to cover his tear stained cheeks. "Hiro I'm so sorry." His voice was soft as he tenderly brushed the tears away, looking up at his brother with an expression of deep concern.

Hiro shook his head, the towel falling to the floor. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have...done that...and then I ran away. I just don't know...I don't know...but then maybe I think I do know, but I don't want to know. You know?"

A brief flash of amusement crossed Tadashi's face. "No, I really don't know."

Hiro laughed softly through his tears and began wiping them away. "It's not fair."

Tadashi pulled Hiro into a tight hug, the older brother's face nuzzling comfortably into Hiro's neck. Hiro's shaky breaths slowly calmed and he leaned against Tadashi for support. "Tadashi..."

"Hmm?" Tadashi began to move but tightening arms kept him from pulling away.

"I just...I want to tell you something, okay? And...and you can't judge me. Please. If you don't like it, just...just say so and then that's it." Hiro could feel Tadashi's heartrate speed up slightly. It seemed as though he might have an inkling of what he was going to say.

Tadashi nodded, his arms still wrapped protectively around his brother.

"I love you, Tadashi." Hiro could feel his voice crack from emotion. In the moment of silence following the confession, Hiro was worried that maybe Tadashi didn't understand the full meaning. Afterall, it wasn't the first time they'd said they loved each other. Or maybe he really did know exactly what Hiro meant and was trying to find a way to turn him down.

"I, I mean-" He abruptly pulled back, his nerves jittery. Tadashi looked up at him with a troubled expression. That alone was enough to cause Hiro's stomach to plummet. He suddenly felt exposed standing in his underwear just inches in front of his brother. Warmth spread on his face again and he knew he was about to start crying.

"Hiro," Tadashi whispered and he pulled his brother back into a tight hug. "I love you too...but I just don't...I don't know if it's right..."

Hiro stiffled his tears and wrapped his arms tightly around his brother's neck. Now he was confused. Did Tadashi really love him? Or the brotherly love sort of love? Feeling the need for absolution, Hiro gently pushed forward. His brother slowly leaned back onto the bed, neither relinquishing their hold on the other.

"Hiro..." Tadashi shifted so Hiro was raised slightly above him with the teen's knees on either side of Tadashi's body. The two gazed deeply at each other, warring emotions clear on both of their faces.

"I love you," Hiro whispered.

A smile tugged at Tadashi's lips. "I love you, too."

No longer doubting the exact meaning behind the phrase, Hiro let out a soft relieved laugh. He could feel hands gently caressing his back before they pulled him down. Not wanting to miss any opportunity, Hiro pressed his lips tightly against his brother's. Heat seemed to fill Hiro's body; he was aroused, excited and nervous all at once. Tadashi's hands tightened on the small of his back, pulling them tightly together.

With strong arms, Tadashi gripped Hiro and shifted so the young teen was laying on his back. A moment of apprehension caused Tadashi to hesitate, but seeing a smile spread on Hiro's flushed face brushed aside any doubt that this was what they both wanted. His fingers gently cupped Hiro's neck, and he pulled him close for another kiss.

Hiro whimpered softly and arched against his brother. He grasped at Tadashi's strong arms and tried not to squirm. Being inexperienced in this sort of activity, he had no idea how to move things along, nor what to expect. When Tadashi opened his mouth and slid a deliberate tongue through their lips, Hiro moaned loudly, pleasure pooling in his loins. Hiro allowed Tadashi to skillfully guide their tongues together, breathy moans filling the space between their mouths.

Tadashi passionately kissed his brother, any fears or concern about taboos completely lost to him. He trailed his hand down Hiro's chest, lingering momentarily at an exposed nipple before continuing downwards and cupping Hiro's erection through his boxers. A loud gasp and moan broke their fervent kissing, and the young teen thrust his hips upward.

"Shh, shhh..." Tadashi glanced towards the door; it was shut tightly, but he knew that the old house wasn't completely soundproof.

"S-sorry..." Hiro bit back more gasps as the hand squeezed and tormented his arousal. It seemed strange that he wanted to watch his brother, but the stimulation he was receiving had the odd side affect of forcing his eyes closed. He felt Tadashi's lips press a soft kiss on his cheek, and then another on his neck. Shivers ran up and down Hiro's spine. Each sensual kiss moved deliberately downward and testing Hiro's ability to remain as quiet as possible.

Hiro's boxers were pulled slightly downward, though not enough to expose his erection. By the time Tadashi's lips pressed against his pubic area, Hiro's chest was heaving in effort not to moan. His toes were curling and uncurling persistently and he was trying to keep his grip on Tadashi's hair at a reasonable pressure. In one casual motion, Hiro's boxers were tossed aside, his arousal now touching his brother's cheek. He couldn't surpress a few whimpers now that he could feel Tadashi's hot breath on his erection.

"Tada..." Hiro clamed a hand over his mouth and forced himself to watch. His eyes were focused on Tadashi as he caressed the sensitive skin, a hand gripped tenderly around the base. Hiro was shaking with anticipation; his brother's mouth opened; the teen could feel his warm breath. Hiro's head snapped back and he let out a soft whimper as his erection was engulfed in wet heat. Eyes closed once again, he focused on the sweet sensation of Tadashi's tongue moving along the underside of his arousal, lips wrapped tightly with a tight suction that Hiro hadn't been expecting.

Tadashi looked up at Hiro and was pleased to see him writhing in passion. With his eyes closed tight, eyebrows knit together and face flushed, Hiro was quite the erotic sight to see. The older brother bobbed his head, noting every change in Hiro's reactions to determine his preferred tempo. With his own erection pressing tightly against his jeans, Tadashi rubbed himself against the bed, hoping to relieve a bit of the tension.

Hiro bit his lip beneath his hand and clasped the other one on top. The pressure building up in his loins was reaching its limit, and Hiro was having a difficult time staying quiet even with his mouth covered. Gasps, mewls and moans, though all stiffled, were impossible to stop. Unable to surpress the urge, he pulled back a hand and whimpered his brother's name, his manhood releasing its seed within Tadashi's mouth.

If words alone were enough to make a man come, Tadashi definitely would have been pushed over the edge with that single sexual moan. He pulled back and bit his lip, restraining himself from just ravishing the young nubile body before him. While Hiro caught his breath, Tadashi crawled up to him. He wrapped an arm around his shoulders and they cuddled together for a few minutes.

"I love you." Tadashi pressed a chaste kiss on his brother's forehead and then casually unzipped his own pants.

"Love you too," Hiro replied breathlessly. He watched with intrigue as his older brother began slowly jerking off. Before, Hiro had only imagined what Tadashi looked like naked. Now here he was, oggling openly as Tadashi's strong hand pleasured his own erection. Hiro glanced up and blushed when he realized Tadashi was watching him. They exchanged sheepish smiles, and Tadashi pulled Hiro into a passionate kiss.

Unsure of what his role was, Hiro let a hand roam across Tadashi's abdomen and down to his arousal. The older brother's breathing hitched, breaking the kiss. His hand stroked intensly as Hiro's fingers teased the base of his cock and down to his thighs. The light touches were inexperienced, yet despite that (or maybe because of it) they were all Tadashi needed to push himself over the edge. He let out a low moan and came onto his stomach, pulsing until there was nothing left inside him. With a deep breath, Tadashi relaxed let his head fall back.

Hiro nuzzled against his brother's chests, reveling in the sounds of their heavy breathing. He was a little lightheaded from his intense orgasm just moments before, so he was perfectly content just laying there with the lights on until they fell asleep.

Unfortunately, Tadashi was not the sort of person to just let things stay unfinished. He kissed his younger brother and hopped out of bed.

"Man, you really gotta clean now?" Hiro asked with amusement, watching Tadashi pick up the room.

"Of course. If I didn't clean every day, this place would turn into a sty, thanks to you." The young man smirked at Hiro before stripping off his clothes.

Completely unabashed, Hiro feasted his eyes on the sight before him, a grin growing on his face.

"Stop it." Tadashi chuckled, throwing a sock at Hiro.

"What? I'm not allowed to look?"

"You can look just not...like that," Tadashi teased and snapped off the light. He quickly joined Hiro back in his bed where the arranged themselves comfortably underneath the sheets.

With Tadashi curled up against his back, Hiro felt more comfortable than he had in years. His heart still fluttered away in his chest. He was almost unable to believe that he had been so intimate with Tadashi. Even now, feeling his brother's naked body pressed up against his own, it was almost surreal. How long would it last? Was it a one time thing? Or a short time thing? Would Tadashi decide that he was bored with him?

Tadashi's arms suddenly tightened around Hiro's middle. "Love you," the older brother mumbled sleepily.

Hiro let out a contented sigh. "I love you, too."

A/N: Hmm I think that's it. Maybe? Maybe I'll do one more? Or maybe I'll do others that are not related? I don't know. For now I'll set this to completed. Maybe I'll come back to it later.

Let me know how you liked it! Reviews are always appreciated!