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Aishiteru.
How he wished to say that word to her.
For young Hiro, the word was elusive. Every time he'd try to say it, the word would get lodged in his throat. His nerves would get the better of him, and he wished he wasn't such a coward. He knew simply wishing would not solve his problem. He had to do that on his own.
Hiro daydreamed about her. That's the place they weren't on two separate planes: friend and friend who's feelings for the other exceeded platonic.
"Aishiteru ____-chan." The words flowed like honey from his tongue. Her smile lit up her face. His heart beat like a hummingbird wing. -Dokidokidoki- He leaned closer until they were lips distance apart—
"Hey bro!" The older Hamada called, earning a wince from Hiro. "Want to play co-op in Titanfall?"
"Not now Tadashi," Hiro breathed out.
Tadashi could detect the strain in Hiro's voice. He sat down next to his dejected brother.
"All right. Tell me what's gotten you so gloomy." Tadashi said evenly.
"I want a girl to like me."
"Hiro's got a crush. What alternate reality have I stepped into?"
"I'm serious Tadashi!"
Tadashi laughed, much to Hiro's expense. "It was a joke. What's her name?"
"____."
"Okay, pretend I'm ____."
"Ack. Gross! No way!"
"Hiro, do you want her to know or not?"
"I want to tell her."
"Then play along. Pretend I'm ____. Say what's been on your heart all this time."
"____. There's something I've always wanted to tell you: I-I lo- I love you."
-kirakira- "Oh Hiro. I love you too. Let's get married and have kids."
"TA-DASHI! SHE DOESN'T SOUND LIKE THAT!"
"Who's Tadashi? I'm ____."
Hiro glared at Tadashi and vehemently left the room. His anger was unrestricted and bothersome. Tadashi didn't pacify his discouragement like a brother should. Moreover he made a mockery of Hiro's fragile feelings. It's not like it matters anyway. She's out of my league. Hiro had one of his cognitive arguments. People only say that because they feel like they're not good enough. How am I good enough? I can't even tell her how I feel. Hiro dropped to his knees and sighed. Tadashi wound down the stairs to where Hiro was. Hiro didn't look up to scowl at him.
"I'm sorry Hiro," Tadashi said, his words lined with sincerity and penitence.
"It's okay," Hiro replied with equal sincerity.
"No. It really isn't. I should have treated your feelings more delicately. I've failed as a brother."
"Failed no. Misfired yes."
Tadashi drove his knuckles into Hiro's hair. Hiro's lips pursed into a pout.
†"'The heart that loves is always young,'" Tadashi said thoughtfully.
†He is quoting a Chinese proverb
"That's inspiring."
"It is," Tadashi conceded. "That's why I want you to confess to ____." Tadashi helped Hiro to his feet. "We're going out, Aunt Cass."
"Oh can you pick up some vanilla for me?" the boys' brunette aunt asked.
"Can do. Let's go Hiro."
The two brothers exited the cafe. They climbed onto Tadashi's moped. Tadashi revved the vehicle into motion. The wind whipped the brothers' black hair as the drive proceeded. Hiro expected to round a corner, but Tadashi took a detour. He assumed that Tadashi would realize his mistake and go around. But he went onward. The moped sped by a row of houses on either side. Hiro put two and two together. Tadashi braked and the two brothers jerked slightly.
"Tadashi...I can't do this."
"You can't or are you just afraid?"
Hiro didn't answer. He didn't need to. Tadashi knew it was the latter.
"Hiro, you'll feel much better once you get it off your chest. You only torture yourself by prolonging it."
Hiro acknowledged, albeit wistfully. He dismounted the moped and Tadashi drove off. Hiro walked down the block, approaching ____'s house. He felt like he was drawing closer to oblivion. Sweat beads formed on his face. Hesitation crippled Hiro as he stepped in front of the door. She has to know. Regardless if she will like me back. Summoning the courage, Hiro rang the doorbell. ____'s younger brother opened the door. He looked about Hiro's age.
"Hi, is ____ home?" Hiro asked.
"Yeah. You can come in."
Hiro tread into the doorway. ____'s sibling disappeared calling for his sister. ____ went toward the spot Hiro was, her (h/c) hair bouncing as she moved. Hiro saw her in slow motion. "Hiro!" she exclaimed, hugging him. "It's good to see you."
"Good to see you too ____. Do you want to go for a walk?"
"Sure. I'm tired of getting pwned in Guild Wars anyway."
Hiro and ____ stepped out into the porch. The daylight made Hiro's sweat more prominent.
"Hiro, are you okay? You look dehydrated. I can get you water."
"No! Uh you don't have to do that for me."
"Hiro, it's just water," ____ said mirthfully. "Be right back." She zipped back into the house, returning shortly with a plastic cup of water. She handed it to Hiro, who gratefully accepted her offering. The two youngsters walked down the sidewalk. Hiro felt a trill of nervous ecstacy being with ____. Alone. He enjoyed being with her under any circumstance...well almost any circumstance. His impending confession was cause for that.
"How have you been Hiro?"
"Lately, good. I built a robot." He didn't mention getting involved with yakuza or bot fighting.
"That's cool. You should show me sometime. Doesn't your brother go to SFIT?"
"Yes."
"Did he build any robots?"
"If he did, he didn't show me. Probably top secret older brother stuff."
____ laughed. Hiro eased up a bit. Out of ____'s admirable qualities, Hiro ranked her laugh above all.
"Man it's hot out! I chose a great day to wear black." ____ declared. "A day like this calls for ice cream."
That did sound enticing to smitten young Hiro. He and ____ sauntered to the park. They bounded to the ice cream cart. "Two please," ____ said, holding up two fingers. "Belgian chocolate for me and-"
"Neapolitan," Hiro finished for her.
The lady scooped the flavors into two cones. ____ was about to pay for both until Hiro stopped her on impulse. "Let me," Hiro insisted. ____ acquiesced. Hiro paid for the cones, said a polite "Arigato" and sat down on a picnic bench with ____.
"Why'd you pay Hiro?" ____ questioned.
"It felt...appropriate."
____ smiled fondly, licking her frozen treat. Hiro blushed. He wanted to come undone right then and there, but yet again his feelings were barred. He remembered Tadashi's words: "Hiro, you'll feel much better once you get it off your chest." ____ noticed his disconcerted look.
"Hiro, is something wrong? You seem...distracted."
"What? Oh, it's nothing." Hiro babbled.
"Also your ice cream is melting on your hand."
Hiro gaped at the tri-colored mess that was on his hand. ____ passed him a napkin. He wiped his hand clean and devoured the dripping ice cream. After eating the last of the waffle cones, Hiro and ____ sat on the grass under a tree. The canopy of leaves spared shade from the relentless sun. ____ watched the clouds drift; carefree, blissful. In her own world.
"Hiro?"
"Yes?"
"You're not bored just sitting here, are you?"
"No. It's actually nice."
"Sometimes I think I'm easy to please or impress."
"That's not a bad thing. At least, in my opinion. Tough cookies are harder to get along with."
"I suppose." ____ turned her gaze to a butterfly pollinating an apricot blossom. "Beautiful," she whispered.
You are too, more than a tiny bug. Hiro thought, too bashful to voice it.
"I should head back."
"I'll go with you," Hiro proposed eagerly.
He and ____ followed the route they'd taken previously. Hiro's morale diminished nearing ____'s house. The moment ____ went inside, Hiro knew, she'd be ignorant to his feelings like every other time. He could never forgive himself if he went another day without her knowing. He could repress it no longer.
"I love you ____."
"Hiro...you should have told me sooner."
"I wanted to. I was scared of what you might think of me."
"Hiro, what I think of you won't ever change."
Hiro didn't want to think she liked him on a whim. "Does that mean...you like me?"
"Of course it does."
____ kissed him. Hiro was enraptured by the kiss. He surrendered, kissing as lovingly. He was a bit sad when her lips parted from his.
"That was my first kiss," Hiro said sheepishly.
"How was it?"
"Better than the movies."
____ laughed felicitously. Hiro laughed in spite of himself. His wish was finally a reality. A requited love.
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Tadashi:Hiro's got a crush. What alternate reality have I stepped into?
Me:No freaking idea Tadashi!
Me:No freaking idea Tadashi!