Hello, this is PFT3000. I am new to this fandom, but have wrote 40 other stories, so this is my 41st! So this was just going to be a one-shot, but I kinda liked where I was going with this so it ended up being three chapters. This is set about two years before the movie, so enjoy!

Chapter one, Tadashi's P.O.V.

It had been a completely exhausting day. I had one goal on my mind and that was sleep. Aunt Cas understood. She always did. I climbed the stairs, completely oblivious to the rest of the world. I dropped my backpack, and flopped down on the bed. I was almost asleep when I heard Hiro come in.

"Tadashi? You awake?" he asked, in a quiet, quivering voice.

i sat up on my elbows, yawning, and looked questioning at the boy whose hoody was pulled over his face. "I am now. What's up?"

Hiro didn't say a word, instead just turned and walked away. I jumped off the bed, acidently pulling back the hood on Hiro's hoody, and gasped at the sight of his face. My brother had a bloody lip, a black eye, and his face was covered in bruises. My eyes flared in anger at this.

"Hiro, who did this?" I asked, turning him by his shoulders.

He wiped away a few tears, and merely mumbled. "It's nothing. I'm fine Tadashi."

"No, you're not fine. I want to hear how this happened. No one is even allowed to touch my brother except for me."

A smile escaped, but quickly dissaperence. "Why would you even care? It's not like you noticed before." he whispered, sliding down the edge of the bed, ending up on the floor, and I promply followed him.

"This has happened before?" I raised my eyebrow.

My little brother nodded and started crying softly. I pulled him into a hug, comforting him while he cried. I stroked his hair back and he leaned further into me. I didn't mind at all, and just let him be.

Surprisingly, Hiro was quick to fall asleep in my arms. I frowned looking at his bruises and cuts. My frown became even deeper as I thought back to what he said. This had happened before? Why had he never told me? I could've prevented it from happening again.

I laid Hiro gently on my bed and went to get a wet rag. Cleaning up my brother, I sighed when he flinched at the touch. If I ever found out who had done this, they would not live to see another day. I smoothed his hair again, smiling slightly when he settled in a calm, almost peaceful sleep. Pulling the covers over my brother, I joined him in his slumber.

My eyes popped open. Something wasn't quite right. I glanced at the clock, it was only 11:42. I hear a noise and reliazed that it's Hiro talking to me. Listening closer, I hear he's not exactly talking as much as he's having a nightmare. I frowned in worry, but couldn't do anything for him. It was uncommon for Hiro to have nightmares, but not impossible.

Hiro started to toss and turn, but countinued to sleep. I watched for a few minutes, and started to drift back off. I was almost there, when Hiro started yelling and kicking. I grabbed his shoulders, trying to wake him, but it just made it worse. Instead, I started whispering soft words, trying to comfort him.

"No! Tadashi! Don't! I'm sorry! Tadashi don't leave me! Please dont! I'm sorry. Tadashi. No." Hiro's yells, soon became cries of fear and sadness.

i watched with sad eyes, not even wanting to know what was going through my brother's head right now. He suddenly shot up and yelled my name, crying with every word he spoke.

"Tadashi! I'm sorry! Please don't leave me!" he cried out the words.

i hugged him as tight as I possibly could. "Hey there. Don't cry. I'm right here. I'll never leave you."

It was pretty clear Hiro wasn't fully awake. He was drifting in and out of reality. He kept crying, making me extremely worried. My little brother rarely cried this hard. And I never knew what to do when he did.

"Hiro," I said his name, trying to bring him to his senses. "I'm right here. I'd never leave you. I love you to much."

"But you said you hated me, and never wanted to see me again. And then you left me in the dark. And they hurt me. I called out for you to help, but you just kept walking. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you mad." he sobbed, shoving his face into my shirt, as it became soaked with tears.

"What! Hiro, I would never hate you. And I've never leave you in trouble. You're my brother. I could never hate you."

The boy just kept crying, truely upset. After a while his sobs that had been racking his body, turned to much less violent cries. Looking up at me, eyes red and lip quivering, he took a deep breath.

"Can I spend the rest of the night with you?" he asked, and I heard the silent begging note in his voice.

I nodded. "Of course. I would never turn you away."

We both climbed under the covers and slowly drifted asleep. Hiro moved closer to me, and I embraced it, happy to know my brother was safe. And in the end, we both slept slightly better that night.

The next morning was intresting, to say the least. It was Saturday so that meant we could sleep in until 9:30. But one look at Hiro, and you knew he wasn't going anywhere. He out like a rock. I woke up thirty minutes before the dead line. I got dressed and rushed downstairs to help Aunt Cas with the morning rush.

"Morning Tadashi. How did you sleep?" Aunt Cas asked.

I smiled. "Great for the most part. Can't say the same for Hiro though."

Aunt Cas stopped what she was doing to look at me closely. "Okay, out with it. What happened?"

"He had a really bad nightmare. It was really hard on him Aunt Cas. I was up with him for some time." I hated lying, but thinking twice about it, I wasn't really lying, just not telling the full story.

She sighed sadly. "Is he okay?" she questioned.

I nodded. "He'll be fine. We should just let him sleep in some."

We then procceded to hear a loud crash upstairs. Aunt Cas and I looked at each other with wide eyes. I then turned and raced through the cafe, and up the stairs. Stopping at the top, I heard soft crying.

"Hiro? Is everything okay up here?" I asked gently.

His voice quavered as he spoke. "Tadashi? Where are you? Where am I?"

I rushed over and waved my hand in front of his face. His eyes were wide open and he kept blinking, but something just wasn't right. It was as if they were missing a component of some sort.

"Hiro, how many fingers am I holding up?" I asked the simple question.

He shook his head, clearly frustrated. "I don't know Tadashi! I can't see you. I can't see anything. It's all dark!" he shouted.

I took his hands in mine. "It's alright Hiro. I'm right here. I have you."

Once he calmed down, I looked back into his eyes. Instead of their normal chocolate brown they were now pure black. His pupils were almost nonexistent. Hiro needed to see an eye doctor now.

"Hiro, I need you to listen to me and answer a few questions. For one, close your eyes. Two, do your eyes hurt?"

"They do, but it's even worse when they're open." he answered.

"Okay," I started again. "One last question. Who beat you up yesterday? I need to know."

This time, Hiro hesitated. "It was, um, Blake McCallum. But why does that even matter?"

"I just needed to know. Now listen, I'm going downstairs to get Aunt Cas. I promise, I will come back for you. Just don't panic, okay?" I reinsured him.

"Okay. Tadashi?" his voice was shaking again.

I turned to look at him. "Yes Hiro?"

"You really will come back? You won't leave me alone?"

"Hiro," I started, wrapping my arms around him. "I'll always come back. I would never leave my brother. For as long as I live, I will always be here for you, no matter what."

He nodded and snuggled closer. I sat there, my brother in my arms, thinking of what needed to be done. Releasing Hiro, I got up and walked towards the stairs. looking back back towards my brother, who was resting his head on his knees. I nodded. He would be fine here for a little while.

Rushing back downstairs, I bump into Honey Lemon. I tried to continue on, but she stopped me. I silently cursed myself for having such persistent friends.

"Tadashi? What's wrong?" she asked.

Scanning the room, I see Aunt Cas at a table with all my other friends, serving drinks. I weave my way through the cafe, my heart pumping twice as fast as normal.

"Sorry Honey. Can't talk right now."

Making my way through the crowded cafe, I finally get to Aunt Cas. "Aunt Cas, Hiro's sick." I say in a lowered voice.

"How bad is it? Does he need to go to the doctors?" she asked, countinuing her work.

"He can't see anything. He's completely blind." it hurt me to say it, but it was the truth, and right now, Aunt Cas needed to know.

She dropped the plates that were in her hands and they shattered. She didn't move to do anything about them, and instead grabbed her megaphone that she used when she had to close down early. I know she hated closing early, but Hiro was more important than her work right now.

"Attention dinners!" she began. "There has been a small emergency and I am forced to shut down early. Consider all unpaid food on me. Thank you!"

Everyone shuffled out of the cafe and I finished cleaning up the broken plates. As I dumped them in the trash can, Aunt Cas raced up to me.

"Go get Hiro, and put him and yourself in the truck. I'll be out there in a minute." she told me and then ran off.

I went to get Hiro and was surprised to find him in the exact place I left him.

"Tadashi? Is that you?" he asked in an extremely weak voice.

"Yes, it's me. Aunt Cas told me to come and get you. We're going to take you to an eye doctor. Can you walk?"

Hiro nodded and got up. He took three steps before falling backwards, barley missing the corner of the table before I caught him. From the pain I saw in each step, I was sure that he had muscle fatigue. Tears sprang to his eyes, as he admitted the inevitable.

"I, I can't Tadashi. I'm sorry." he looked down in shame.

"Hey there. There's nothing to be ashamed of. All that matters is that we find out what's wrong and fix it."

And with that, for the next six days, we only wished we had more time together. Because Hiro and I were in for the shock of a lifetime. I only wish I had been there more for little brother.

And he did too.

So there's chapter one! I hoped you enjoyed it, and please! Review!

Best Regards,

PFT3000