Sorry this chapter is so short but I'm sick and we're having the house rewired so I struggled to access my laptop :-(

This chapter is based on a request from hardygirl17 (I thought your request would fit nicely for a chapter of this story so that's what I used it for- I hope that's okay ^^)

~princess

Hiro slept soundly and didn't wake up until the middle of the night. His eyes fluttered open and he coughed; his throat was painfully sore and his head still ached.

Struggling to sit up and prop himself on his elbows, he looked over and saw that Tadashi was in bed, snoring a little. He blinked, confused for a moment, and then sighed as he remembered the events of that evening.

Dizzy with pain, he forced his legs over the edge of the bed and got shakily to his feet. Slowly, he stumbled over to Tadashi, coughing into his fist as he did so.

Tadashi awoke immediately when he felt Hiro's hand shaking him. He jumped and his eyes snapped open; they met Hiro's glassy ones. "What's wrong?" he whispered.

"My throat hurts and so does my head," whimpered Hiro.

Tadashi was out of bed in an instant, and turned his bedside lamp on as the main light might hurt Hiro's head, unlike the soft glow of the lamp. Seeing that Hiro was shivering, he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around his little brother then lifted him onto his bed. "You stay there, I'll be back in a moment."

Hiro watched, teeth chattering, pulling the blanket tightly around himself as Tadashi fumbled in the cupboard in the bathroom. His brother soon returned with a glass of water and a box of painkillers.

"Here, have one of these," murmured Tadashi gently, slipping a tablet into Hiro's hand. Hiro swallowed it quickly and took a few more sips of water, relishing the soft, cool liquid.

With a hum, the younger boy leaned sideways sleepily, his body resting against Tadashi's. Tadashi stroked his hair soothingly with one hand and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "How do you feel?" he muttered.

"All right," mumbled Hiro. "Dashi…I'm sorry…"

"For what?" Tadashi continued to support Hiro, who was trying to fight off sleep.

"For arguing with you," said Hiro, gazing at his brother with his huge brown eyes. "I didn't mean to…"

"Shhh, I understand. It wasn't your fault. Let's forget it, hmm?" Tadashi brushed a strand of black hair from Hiro's face.

"Okay," mumbled Hiro, a yawn escaping his mouth. "And let's never fight again."

Tadashi smiled and picked his brother up with ease. He walked back to Hiro's side of the room and gently laid the younger boy down on his bed, tucking him in warmly.

"Goodnight, Hiro." Seeing that the teen was asleep already, Tadashi adjusted the blankets slightly and moved some of Hiro's hair out of his face again, then crawled back into his bed.

And of course, Hiro got top grades on all of his exams.