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None Other Than You (Tadashi Hamada x reader)

Y'all are actually enjoying this series and it makes me so happy you don't even have any idea...anyway keep enjoying

Series Summary: When tragedy strikes, and nothing can be done to stop it from happening, you often feel powerless entirely, however when it comes to picking up the pieces, you're able to have a say in the way things go.

Chapter warnings: the small sad, angst asf... mentions of depression.

Word count: way more than necessary at this point

4/?

Aunt Cass and I were sitting in the living room the day the phone rang in the kitchen. I didn't think much of it at first, for she had been getting a lot of phone calls regaurding catering events.

I was still until I heard her drop the phone, a sort of squeal coning from her lips as she ran back into the living room, grabbing her jacket from the back of the couch and pulling it on.

"Y/n, go get Hiro, we're going to the hospital." Her tone was filled with sudden excitement that she hadn't held in a while. Not that I had seen at least.

"What? Why? Is something wrong?" The questions spurted out as my first response, but despite not having them answered yet, I still jumped up from my chair and went to go grab Hiro.

I was much faster on my feet now that I had gotten my boot off. I got it off last week, and was able to start physical therapy these past days. My leg hadn't completely healed, but I couldn't feel any pain anymore. Not even as I ran up the top flight of stairs to see Hiro sitting in his bean bag chair and staring at the wall.

"Hiro, aunt Cass says we're going to the hospital, come on." I told him hurriedly. I hoped he wouldn't ask why, for I wasn't even sure if the reason myself. He didn't, and just got up, pulling his jacket on as I slipped on my keds.

I nearly fell down the stairs for how fast I made my way down them. When we got into the café, aunt Cass was nearly already out the door, only stopping to grab her keys from behind the counter.

"Why are we going to the hospital?" Hiro shouted as we all piled in the front seat of the car.

"Tadashi is out of intensive care." She said rapidly, fumbling around with the keys in order to start the engine. It took her a few tries, but once she got going, she nearly broke every speed limit on the way to the hospital. We didn't blame her, but were mildly concerned when she ran two red lights and ignored a stop sign. Of course, we didn't say anything to her, for we would probably be doing the same thing.

As soon as we turned into the parking lot, we didn't even wait for Cass to find a parking spot, because the lot was pretty filled and it would probably be a bit before we found a vacancy. We waited till she slowed down, and booked it right out of the moving car. It wasn't dangerous, or at least we didn't think it was, and we didn't hear Cass yelling after us to be careful, so it didn't register with us that it was a bad idea.

We went in through the ER, and took the visitors hallway down to the front desk, making a hard stop for how fast we were running. People probably thought it was some sort of emergency, even though it wasn't, we were just very much determined to see someone we haven't been able to for a while.

There wasn't anyone at the front desk, as as stupid as it sounds, we were looking for some sort of little bell to summon someone who could help us. I spotted a nurse across the room, checking a clipboard, and caught her before she left the room through the authorized personnel only doors.

"Hi, uh... we're here to see someone, we were wondering if you could help us?" I asked, referring to myself and Hiro who had just walked up.

"Sure, do you know the room number?" She asked, walking the two of us back to the desk where she started typing on a keyboard.

"Um no, he just got moved out of intensive care..." Hiro decided to answer her, seeing as though I was preoccupied with waving over aunt Cass. I wasn't sure how she was able to find a parking spot so fast, but I wasn't complaining.

"What's his name?"

"Tadashi... Tadashi Hamada." Hiro informed her, tapping his fingers impatiently on the top of the counter.

"Alright let me see..." she typed his name into the computer and squinted through her glasses on the screen. "Yes, he was just moved into the left wing."

We all smiled, hopeful that he was doing better already.

"Are you family members?" She asked seriously. "We're only allowing immediate family members in to visit at the moment."

"I'm his brother." Hiro chimed in quickly, sure not to waste any time.

"I'm his aunt." Cass said directly after. They both looked at me before the nurse asked:

"How about you, hun?" She stared at me with sympathetic eyes, though I wasn't totally sure why, and I especially didn't know how I was to answer the question.

"She's his uh..." Cass tried to summon some sort of lie to get me in, but had some trouble due to the fact that she was a very honest person.

"His fiancé. She's his fiancé." Hiro said smoothly. The nurse looked at him for a moment, her brows furrowing, giving me only a split second to react. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped, but then I pulled my face into a smile when the nurse looked back in my direction.

"Oh, well... in that case, I hope for a full recovery. And congratulations to you." The nurse gave me a sweet look, handing over three visitors passes.

"Thank you." I said awkwardly, taking the passes and handing one to Hiro and the other to Cass.

"Just go through those doors and turn right. His room is number 203 on the left side of the hallway." She said before picking her clipboard up and walking out of the lobby through the authorized personnel only doors.

As soon as she was out of my line of sight, I whacked Hiro upside the head for pulling a stunt like that.

"What were you thinking?"

"First of all, ouch. Second, they wouldn't have let you in of I didn't cover for you." He explained as we all made our way into the hallway we were told to go to.

"You could have said I was your sister." I argued, to which he just gave me a look in which I knew held a certain phrase of words.

"Hi there, are you visitors?" A man in a white coat stopped us from entering the row of doors we would find Tadashi in.

"Yeah, we're here for Tadashi Hamada?" Aunt Cass flashed the man her visitors pass amd the man nodded.

"You must be his family." He turned around and lead us to door 203, swiping a key card on the wall along the way, but stopped short upon entering. He turned back and gestured to us all. "We can only allow one person at a time, so who wants to go first?"

Aunt Cass and I both pushed Hiro forward, knowing that he needed to see him first. We had all been taking things hard, but no one was closer to Tadashi than Hiro, and it showed. The way he would lock himself up in his room until night, only coming down to grab things here and there. He missed Tadashi so much, and needed to see him in order to understand that he was still alive.

Hiro opened the door and walked in, without giving a single look back. As scared as I was to see him, I knew that I had to. I had to see that he wasn't dead, like we all felt he was. We hadn't seen him all summer, and it was almost as if he had died, for none of us could even look at him for so long. The hurt and the pain we felt without him there, was more than enough, and it drowned us everyday.

We sat in the chairs outside the room, trying to make ourselves comfortable there until Hiro was done, which surprisingly, wasn't very long. He came out wearing a somber smile, and it brought some ease to our minds to know he was okay. We had hoped this might help him.

"Okay, who's next?" The man in the white coat had asked.

I looked over at aunt Cass and nudged her arm. She swerved towards me and tilted her head.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'll go last..." I nodded to her, encouraging her to enter the room, which she did as soon as she stood to her feet.

Hiro sat in the chair beside me, giving me a sympathetic look.

"Are you okay?" He asked, rubbing my shoulder as I fidgeted in my seat. I had to sit on my hands to keep them at bay.

"I'm fine." I replied, a fake yet convincing smile graced my lips, but Hiro could see through it.

"No you aren't. Tell me, what's wrong?" He pried, trying to get me to face him. He knew I couldn't resist when he gave me that sweet look in his eyes. Like a puppy.

"It's just that... I've pushed out my feelings for him for so long, because I didn't want anything to change. After the accident, it just hurt because I didn't know what I had until it was gone. I should have told him." I let my face fall into my hands, heaving a heavy breath to keep myself from tearing up.

"You're gonna get to tell him... I know it." He squeezed my shoulder and sat back in his seat. We waited for aunt Cass a few more minutes until she came out, looking down at me and touching my arm softly. When I looked up at her, she smiled softly and nodded at the door.

I stood up quicker than I anticipated muself to, and rushed to grab the handle, but stopped to compose myself beflre actually opening up the door and walking in. I let it close softly behind me, turning and finally seeing him.

To have gone through such pain and suffering, he looked so peaceful. He laid on the bed, tucked underneath the white sheets I had known all too well. His head was turned to face the wall, so I couldn't see his face really.

I made my way around the bed to the chair on the other side. When I got a full view on his face, I noticed some stitches right above his right eyebrow. The cut was sure to leave a scar, and I imagined that maybe sometime in the future I could run my finger over it, just to remember that he had survived all this.

I scooted the chair closer to the bed before sitting in it. I almost didn't know what to say. I didn't know if he could even hear me or not. I've heard that some coma patients can hear their loved ones, but maybe this wasn't one of those cases.

As I saw the rising and falling of his chest, I smiled. He was still here, he wasn't gone. My Tadashi was still with me. Still breathing.

I wanted to put a hand on his face and just see what it felt like. I had done it before, but never in this kind of context.

I opted to reach for his hand instead, my heart skipped a beat when I felt his calloused hand squeeze around mine. It's probably just a bodily reflex, but it meant so much just feeling my hand in his again, being able to feel the tiny bit of normalcy.

"Dashi... I don't even know what to say." I began, but it wasn't enough. I did know what to say, there was just so much, the truth was that I wasn't exactly sure how to say it. "I want you to know that I miss you... miss you so much it hurts sometimes. And all our friends miss you. Pretty much everyone misses you, which isn't even an understatement..."

His still face made me realize I could truly say anything I wanted to him right now. I could say all the things I should have said before all this happened. I needed to be able to express it to him somehow, whether he could hear me or not.

"It's taken me way too long to realize how i felt about you, Dashi." The tears peaked in my eyes, but i wouldn't let them go until I was done. "I think I'm starting to know now... I get it.... sort of."

Another involuntary saueeze of his hand around mine occurred, and it encouraged me forward. Maybe he really could hear me.

"I think I might be falling in love with you. Saying it now feels so weird, but, it also doesn't. I know that I'll probably have to tell you again someday, but for now... I love you, a-and I need you, so please stay strong." I brought his hand up to my face and placed a kiss on his palm. I let his hand rest at his side before I stood up from the chair to leave.

I turned back before I actually opened the door.

My Tadashi...

(•-•)(•-•)(•-•)(•-•)(•-•)

After seeing Tadashi, I had a fresh new outlook on things. He was going to be okay, and so was I.

I prepared to go back to school, knowing my friends would be waiting there for me. I wanted to do something to keep me busy until Tadashi woke up, for I knew he wouldn't want me to just be sitting around waiting for him, although I had thought about it.

Me and Wasabi had been planning to collab our knowledge and work on a project together before summer, but we never actually started on it. Now that I was back, we began to form the blueprints.

Since we were both nerds, and enjoyed the star wars movies, Fred had encouraged us to try and make a projectoral controlled lazer sword, or for those non scientific people, a lightsaber. We had pondered the idea for a while, but after figuring out it was the only plausible idea Fred had given us, we decided we would definitely give it a try.

A few weeks into working out the first prototype, we were able to get a small beam to come from the hilt, but it soon burned out because we didn't have a strong enough conductor.

"Awe man, I really thought it was gonna work that time." Wasabi shrugged, sitting back into the edge of my desk. To be honest, with all his psychopathic OCDs, I wasn't sure how he was able to even be in the same work space as me. Everything in my lab was a mess, but of course I still had a system for finding things... kind of.

"Well, maybe we just need to work on making the internal structure more durable..." I crossed my arms, leaning against the desk as well.

"We've been trying all day, I doubt we're gonna make it any better." He wiped his face all down with his palm, his stress outweighing my optimism.

"Speaking of which... I gotta call it a day, the hospital visitations close in an hour." I pushed myself off the desk, unplugging the wires in our prototype lightsaber. I made sure all the safety switches were flicked on.

"Say hi to our guy for us, yeah?" He smiled, walking me out of my lab.

"Will do... and thanks again for helping me today Sabs, I really appreciate it." I told him, pulling my backpack over my shoulders and heading for the exit.

"Don't worry about it... It's actually fun." Wasabi opened the front door for me, and I thanked him softly under my breath. "And besides, if it appeases Fred, then it means we're definitely on track."

"Yeah, hopefully we can get it operational by the time senior presentations roll around." I said, stepping out from under the onning that covered the sidewalk. "I'll see ya later Sabs... tell everyone I said bye."

"Will do."

When he went back inside I started my walk to the hospital. I had been frequenting the establishment almost daily. Sometimes they didn't allow visitors, but whenever they did, I was always there. The nurse at the front desk had recognized me everytime, and though I cringed at the thought of how I was able to see him everyday, I appreciated being able to go in at all. Although I could have done without Hiro going the extra mile, I was grateful for the fact that it got me passed the front desk.

The nurse handed me my pass and per usual, I made my way to the hallway where the man in the white coat would be waiting.

"I wasn't sure if you'd make it." He said, giving me a kind smile. I knew the hour was late, but I wouldn't miss the most important part of my day.

"I'm not too late am I?" I asked, following him down the corridor.

"Not quite, visiting hours aren't done for another twenty minutes, but since you came in so late, I'll let you have thirty." He offered, swiping his key card and making it so that the door would be unlocked when I went to open it.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." I replied.

"No problem, just leave through the side exit when you're done." He waved it off, nodding to the right side of the hallway and pointing to where the door to leave would be.

As I opened the door, I heard the steady beat of his heart through the monitor by his bedside. Tadashi's hair had grown a bit longer over the summer than it normally was, and several times I had resisted the urge to run my fingers through the dark stands. Even though I knew he would never know, I didn't want to accustom myself to getting use to it. When he woke up I wouldn't be able to anymore, so I decided I'd rather not start to at all.

Sitting down in my usual chair, I began to ramble on about my day, telling him all about mine and Wasasbi's new project. I'm sure he would probably get a real kick out of the fact that we were actually working on something Fred suggested. Fred was kooky sometimes, but we loved him anyway.

"We don't quite know how to make the component burn long enough to hold shape of the saber projection, but we're working things out... we expect the prototype to be fully functional by the first week of school." I explained, leaning my elbow forward on the bed and playing with the hospital bracelet around his wrist.

"I'm trying to think of a way that we can change the saver color too, like in the movies. I don't exactly know where to find any kyber crystals, and I sure as heck don't wanna travel to Ilum." I just about cracked myself up with my own lame nerd joke, and I didn't realize how tense Tadashi suddenly got. I kept on my rambling as if nothing was happening.

"We all miss you at home still, aunt Cass keeps making extra food because she's not used to you being gone so long. Every meal over the summer we've had leftovers..." I trailed off, trying to pull a coherent thought together but only one thing came out. "I realized that life just isn't the same without you with us... please come back."

My whisper was so soft, and with the way I was so captivated by his facial features I ignored the beeping sound of the monitor picking up until there was a solid beep that just kept lasting. My eyes widened in terror as the reality of the situation really sunk in.

"Dashi, please no. No. No, no, no." I gripped his hand tightly, tears filling my eyes as the straight line on the monitor continued to form. "Please don't do this..."

By the time the doctors came raging in, with nurses trailing behind, wetness completely covered my cheeks as sobs racked my body. They practically had to pull me away from him for how tight my grip was. If I had let go of him I felt as though it would be over. I wasn't ready.

Once I was out of the way, rhe nurses tried to escort me into the hallway, but my knees felt week beneath me and I just about collapsed to the ground.

I tried my best to at least make it into the hallway, which I did. They tried to sit me down on the bench, but my legs gave out before then. They would've helped me up, but they were needed back inside the room, and I didn't care I'd they stayed with me a moment longer.

When the door closed, and the rapid sounds of talking and shuffling around, mixed with things being moved through the room became muffled when it did.

Kneeling on the ground, I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to keep from having a panic attack on top of what was already going on. It didn't help that I was alone in this hallway... but I wasn't alone.

The nurse who usually let me passed the front desk had been almost out the side exit when she spotted me crouched over nyself on the floor, sobbing like there was no tomorrow. She also noted the red blinking light above Tadashi's room, which was a flash code for patient in critical condition.

She coukd have walked right out the door, but instead she closed it, coming down the corridor to meet me, although I didn't even see her.

"Hun, are you alright?" She asked, although the answer was pretty obvious to anyone with eyes and ears.

I couldn't bring myself to answer in words, nor could I wield the strength to muster them. I kept my head down and shook it back and forth a few times before she got the message.

"Oh dear, let me help you up." She said, squatting a bit and putting her hands at my upper arms to try and heave me up. I wasn't weighing her down too kuch, but I did struggle to stabd before we were able to sit on the bench outside room 203.

"I'm so sorry, I know what you must be feeling..." she trailed off. I didn't say anything, because I couldn't, but I didn't believe that she could possibly know how I must be feeling. This pain of realizing this might be it, was so unbearable. The thought that Tadashi wouldn't wake up ever because he would be gone from this world settled in my chest and it was hard to shake. As much as I wanted to believe he would be okay, I couldn't deny what was right in front of me. The end was right in front of me.

"Do I need to call the other family members?" She patted my shoulder, and leaned around me to see my face, though it still was dropped parallel to my legs at this point.

"Please...." was all I could muster. If I tried for more than the one word, my voice would have broken.

"Alright dear, just wait one moment, I'll be right back." She gave a reassuring brush of her hand on my upper arm before standing up and quickly speed walking down the hall until she turned and I could no longer see where she was going.

If there was one phrase that came to mind right now, it was that I didn't know what I had until it was gone. Maybe the understatement of the century, actually. I never had a wonderful life from the time I was born to the time I graduated high school... but then after that, it was so good, and I didn't even realize it. A wonderful gift had heen brought to my life, and I was stupid enough to take it for granted. Now, that gift might be dying on the other side of the wall my back was pressed against.

I may never get to see that beautiful smile again. I may never look into those deep brown eyes, or get lost in them. If I had said something before, things might be different than they are now. I might not be clutching myself for dear life as I wait for inevitable news of the loss I was about to receive.

My eyes clenched shut as I could barely see out of them anyways. The blur of tears was too thick, and was making my head spin.

I startes counting seconds that passed by, doing anything possible to try and keep my brain from going too deep down a hole it couldn't come back from. I counted forty three seconds before a hand was on my shoulder again.

"Your family is on their way, sweetie." The nurse sat down next to me, and just knowing that I wasn't alone in this cold, dimly lit area of the hospital was so comforting for the situation.

"Thank you...." I managed to speak enough that she knew of my gratitude, but I don't think she truly understood the extent. She had gone out of her way to stay with me, and help me by contacting my family. She called them my family....

They were my family, weren't they? The people who had stuck by me when my blood relatives did not. The ones who shaped me and guided me through the last three years. The ones who showed that they cared when no one else did. That's what families are.

As we waited for them to arrive, the nurse had been sitting with me, letting me cry all the emotions out, and never once had anything bad to say, only words of encouragement that would make me feel secure.

When I heard the sound of heavy and fast approaching footsteps, I looked up through the foggy mess of my eyelids, and saw Hiro and Cass frantically making their way towards me.

I silently thanked the nurse once more for the support I received, and stood up to meet the worried pair.

"What's wrong? We came as quick as we could?" Cass stared intensely at me, but just hearing her ask those words somehow riled me up all over again.

"Y/n, is he okay?" Hiro's voice cracked as got the words out. He tried to take me by the shoulders and answer him, but I couldn't bring myself to talk about it. It was still happening, those doctors never came out of that room.

I collapsed into the little Hamada, my sobs racking my body and making me even more exhausted after all of the day's events. Hiro wrapped his arms around me, but still looked at the nurse behind me to see if she knew.

"His monitor went straight....." her features dropped, or began to, but she realized that neither of them knew what that meant, so she instead used the more well known term of phrase. "He started flat lining."

Both Cass and Hiro were falling apart not even two seconds from hearing the news. They didn't need time to process it, or have a moment of shock... they registered what was happening fairly quickly, and broke into tears at the thought of losing someone so precious to them. They had already gome through that pain once, but now with the quickness and severity of it all happening so fast, it seemed to be ten fold.

We stayed the night in that hospital hallway. Never once did we complain about the discomfort of the small bench the three of us were piling onto, nor did we say anything at all. Our silence overtook us once the crying stopped, and we sat in waiting for hour upon hour.

It was nearly three in the morning when the first doctor stepped out of Tadashi's room, ready to deliver the news.

He looked at the three of us, all dark eyed with exhaustion on our faces. We looked like hell, and we felt like it to. He seemed like he was waiting for one of us to speak, but when he realized we couldn't, he began.

"We've done everything we possibly can... he's stable, but he'll have to return to intensive care. We're sorry." He said, to which we actually breathed sighs of relief.

"Thank you, for everything you've done. You don't know how much we appreciate it." Aunt Cass sounded with a low and scratchy voice. I bet we all sounded like that.

"I'm just doing my job ma'am... but truly, you have my deepest condolences. I once went through your situation, I know how excruciating it can be." He commented. He must have lost a child or loved one sometime in the past.

Aunt Cass nodded to the man before he headed back down the hall, the other doctors following behind him after they came from his room.

"He's alive..." I whispered quietly, more to myself than to anyone else. He was still living and breathing, and his heart was beating again.

(•-•)(•-•)(•-•)(•-•)(•-•)

Life has been slow again. I didn't register for school like I thought I was going to earlier on... I wasn't feeling well about returning yet. I didn't mean to, but I had also shut out my friends. Whenever they would text me or semd me a snap, my one word answers always out a short end to any conversation that might have started. It wasn't my fault, really it wasn't.

The day we came home from the hospital, we slept in till about two in the afternoon. The only thing to wake us up was the ringing of Aunt Cass' phone. When she answered it she seemed anxious, and by now with the voice and tone she was using, I could tell it was the hospital calling.

I didn't pay much mind, and figured they were just giving her the information of all the problems that occurred the night before.... but then she dropped the phone. Not in a good way either, like when she did earlier in the summer, and sprinted in the room to come get us.

Not this time. She sunk to her knees in the middle of the kitchen, and started whimpering by her lonesome.

That day would forever be ingrained in my mind. The day that the hospital called to inform us that Tadashi may not live through the end of the month, and that we should prepare for the worst.

Now a days, classes at SFIT had already started, and Hiro and I were two of three missing students. I was supposed to be living my best year. Senior year of college and about to graduate and become the person I always dreamt of being. Instead I sat curled up on Tadashi's bed, wearing Tadashi's shirt, and wrapped myself in his blanket as well. I was so tempted to reach over and grab the journal that was sitting on the desk by the bed. Hiro told me I should, and that I didn't make any difference now... but I restrained myself. As long as his soul was connected to this earth, I wouldn't touch it.

I would sit, and contemplate on an empty stomach everything that hsd gone wrong.

I was so damn tired of crying at this point. I was tired of crying, and watching people cry. I was even tired of hearing it from the other room. I hated the sting of tears that threatened to spill everytime a sweet thought entered my mind. I didn't even think I had been drinking enough water for as many tears as I was able to rain down. It didn't make it any better that everytime I turned around there was something to remind me of him. I was in his room, sleeping in his bed. For the last years I had always dreamed about doing exactly what I was doing now... but I imagined something much different than now.

"Ow!" I was pulled out of my thoughts to see Hiro stumbling about the room with his injured foot in his hand. Maybe in the summer I might have laughed, or even smiled.

I nearly had a heart attack when Tadashi's science project began inflating to life beside the bed. I was shocked to see him here, I didn't remember anyone bringing his charging station into the room.

He looked across the room at Hiro and tried to make his way across the room, having to stop and turn a few times to make it out of Tadashi's section of the room.

"Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion." Sounded the familiar voice or the robotic figure before me.

"Hey, Baymax. I didn't know you were still active." Hiro puzzled. He didn't seem too interested in his brother's creation, and probably wasn't fond of having him here.

"I heard a sound of distress. What seems to be the trouble?" Baymax asked, stepping forward in a small waddling motion.

"I just stubbed my toe a little." Hiro said nonchalantly, trying to brush off the fact that he was just hopping around the room on one foot. "I'm fine."

"On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your pain?" Baymax continued to go through his programmed protocol.

"A zero. I'm okay, really....Thanks. You can shrink now." Hiro was getting angsty about the situation now. Extra reminders of Tadashi weren't exactly what he wanted at the moment. Not yet anyway.

"Does it hurt when I touch it?" Baymax pointed his finger to Hiro, in which my lips turned up into a smirk. Something I hadn't done in I can't remember how long, was smile. This wasn't quite a smile, but almost.

"That's okay. No touching." Hiro back away from the puffy white figure. I always told Tadashi he looked like the stay puffed marshmallow man from Ghostbusters.

"I'm fine...." Hiro backed up until he fell into the soace between his bed and the desk. "Ow."

"You have fallen." Baymax observed, his head tilting down slightly. The scene was all too comedic, and I didn't realize that I was full on grinning until a giggle escaped me.

"You think?" Hiro asked, annoyed.

"On a scale of 1 to..."

Baymax was interrupted by another yelp of Hiro when one of his shelfed figures fell on him.

"Ow!"

"On a scale..."

And another.

"On a sca..."

And another.

"On a scale of 1 to 10..."

And the biggest one yet.

"On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your pain?" The white bot droned on. Tadashi probably didn't realize how persistent he had made the huggable fella.

"Zero." Hiro admitted, brining himself up from the small space. I felt bad about not helping him, but I was having the most entertaining time I'd had in weeks, and I wasn't going to risk inserting myself into the situation.

"It is all right to cry." Baymax brought his arms around Hiro, and his eyes went wide.

"No. No, no, no, no."

"Crying is a natural response to pain." Poor Baymax. Sweet little oblivious thing.

"I'm not crying."

"I will scan you for injuries." And back to the medical protocol he went.

"Don't scan me." Hiro protested with a finger raised.

"Scan complete."

"Unbelievable."

At this time, I was having a hard time holding back my giggles. It was simply too funny not to laugh at, but I didn't want Hiro to hear me, he wouldn't be taking my side.

"You have sustained no injuries. However, your hormone and neurotransmitter levels indicate that you are experiencing mood swings common in adolescence. Diagnosis: puberty." Baymax held his pointer finger to the ceiling, his head returning to its original position

"What?"

I couldn't help it at this point. I let out all the laughs I had been holding in the past few minutes. Hiro narrowed his eyes at me, making me shut up immediately for fear of being yelled at.

"Okay. Time to shrink now."

"You should expect an increase in body hair, especially on your face, chest, armpits, and..."

"Thank you! That's enough."

"You may also experience strange and powerful new urges."

Man I wish I had a bucket of popcorn...

Hiro had walked over to my side of the room and grabbed Baymax's charging station before taking it over to where he was standing.

"Okay! Let's get you back in your luggage."

"I cannot deactivate until you say you are satisfied with your care."

"Fine. I'm satisfied with my..." he struggled on top of Baymax for a minute before he fell off onto the floor with a hard thud. I waited to see if he got up, but he stayed on the ground.

"Hiro, you okay bud?" I swung my legs over the bed and stood up, walking over to where he fell down.

"My microbot?This doesn't make any sense." He stood up, holding one of his tiny inventions up to be inspected. It was flipping out, trying to get out of Hiro's hand.

"Puberty can often be a confusing time for a young adolescent flowering into manhood." I closed my eyes and squeezed my mouth shut to prevent myself from laughing at Baymax.

"No. The thing is attracted to the other microbots, but that's impossibe...They were destroyed in the fire. Dumb thing's broken." Hiro's face dropped again, his brain going back to the night everything went to hell. He set the microbot into a container, then sat down in the desk chair. I sat down on his bed, figuring I was too lazy to make my way back to the other side of the room.

"Your tiny robot is trying to go somewhere." Baymax chided. Hiro must have given up on trying to deactivate him.

"Oh, yeah? Why don't you find out where it's trying to go?" Hiro said sarcastically, but I looked at him with a furrowed brow. Baymax didn't understand sarcasm and took everything in a literal manner.

"Would that stabilize your pubescent mood swings?" The white robot asked innocently. He was programmed to help his patients at any cost, but I don't think Hiro realized that.

"Absolutely." Hiro muttered. He had been tweaking the adjustments on his megabot, he had planned on going back to bot fighting.

"Hiro he's leaving...." I stood up, quickly pulling my shoes on my feet before following after him. It wasn't till I nearly got out the door that Hiro followed.

"Baymax?" We called after him, but he had already made it down to the cafe. For how short his legs were, he was able to make great time.

"What?" When we reached the cafe, Baymax was already outside.

I ran ahead, leaving Hiro behind in his shock for a moment before he attempted to catch up. When I got out the door, I could see Baymax just casually walking down the sidewalk as if he were just a regular citizen.

"There he-" I then realized Hiro wasn't with me. "Hiro?"

Trapped in the cafe, with aunt Cass blocking his way to the door, Hiro had plastered a fake smile onto his face. He was leaning from side to side, trying to see out of the door. Finally I decided to just go after Baymax, Hiro could catch up.

The rate of speed this robot was capable of was incredible. He could best me anytime of the day, any day of the year. Even though my legs were significantly longer, I guess my stamina couldn't beat that of a machine.

Twisting down each alleyway, ducking past things I almost ran into, I turned the corner and saw Baymax stopped in front of a janky looking warehouse.

I was out of breath, but seeing as though Baymax had stopped, I was able to close the distance by walking instead of running another step. Baymax just stood in front of the giant doors, his little head tilted down to the micro bot.

It wasn't long before I heard more heavy breathing and fast footsteps coming up the rear.

"Took you long enough." I said, clearly just as exhausted and out of breath as he was.

"Shut up."

We starred at Baymax for a few more seconds before he spoke.

"I have found were your tiny robot wants to go."

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