Author's Note:

I'm actually insanely surprised at how many people have said they want a part two for this fanfiction, I wasn't originally planning on having one, but you know what, why not? Let's do this!

I'll try to stay closer to the rated M rating and give you something actually worth the rating.

Meaning sexy time, I'll try to give sexy time...

It might not the best, but I will try.

I do not own Big Hero 6 or any of the characters used, however I can claim this plot!

Warnings: Incest, mentions of suicidal attempts and self harm, homosexuality, cursing, blood and a bit of gore, maybe sexy time, if I decide to write it... don't really know yet.

Enjoy!

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"I'm trying to keep myself alive, knowing there's a chance it's all too late."

Rihanna – Suicide -

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He didn't know if he should speak. His elder brother watched him from across the hospital room intently almost as if he believed Hiro would vanish if he dared look away. The young raven sighed shakily. Why did Tadashi have to be here?

He had wanted so badly to die. He had gotten a secret little place, slitting his pale skin perfectly, the only problem was Tadashi. His brother just had to follow him, just had to call the ambulance and save him.

Didn't Tadashi know that this was the only way for him to be happy?

Hiro's fingers played with the little wire hooked into his vein, it irritated him. He couldn't bend his arm without the needle poking into him and hurting him... so he tried to bend his arm as often as possible.

He heard Tadashi sighed and didn't look up. He felt like a moron. He left his heart open to Tadashi and now he was forced to stay alive when they both knew he didn't want to be.

Aunt Cass was back at the cafe. She couldn't afford to leave it for Hiro and she was kind enough to come when the store closed or before it opened. Hiro appreciated that. She didn't yell or hit him in anger. She would feed him and sometimes even read him stories as if he was a kid again.

But Tadashi remained quiet as usual, watching his brother with unreadable expressions.

Tadashi's friends came and went, checking on Hiro and making sure he knew how loved he was even though Hiro wasn't really in the mood to listen. The doctors made their rounds often, making sure Hiro was stable and not trying to undo his life support. They even scheduled him some therapy.

But he wanted Tadashi.

– –

Finally they were alone, late in the night when the moon was high, however through his tiny window he couldn't see it due to the rain. 'What is up with the rain lately? Is it trying to make me sadder?' Hiro Said softly, almost laughing.

He looked up to see Tadashi staring right back and his nerves went haywire. His fingers tapped against his hospital gown before he stopped.

"Why are you looking at me?" He asked, He hadn't done much speaking since he woke up. He only tried to reassure Aunt Cass that he was fine. He wasn't going to ever do that again and to answer the questions of his designated psychiatrist, all of which Tadashi was present.

Tadashi sighed and stood up, walking forward and sitting on his brother's bed, shaking a bit.

"You tried to kill yourself..." he whispered, finally, a voice.

"Yeah, I know that... why else would I be here?" Hiro muttered in annoyance. He knew very well he was here because he tried to kill himself, wasn't that obvious?

"No..." His elder whispered, pulling Hiro into a large bear hug. He was shaking and though Hiro couldn't actually tell, Tadashi was crying. "You wanted to die... you tried to kill yourself Hiro! It was my fault..."

"It wasn't your fault!" Hiro hissed before shoving the elder out of his way. He sat back, curled up in the corner shaking. He saw in the light finally that Tadashi had been crying. "It was all mine... I'm disgusting, remember?" He asked softly, his voice cracking. Usually the brothers would laugh at Hiro's cracking voice even though he was past puberty, nearly seventeen. His birthday was coming up.

But this time there was no laughter, only Tadashi shaking in the dim light, crying. He took Hiro's wrist, staring at the heavy bandaging that hid the stitches that held his baby brother together.

"Why did you do it?" Tadashi whispered and Hiro shook his head, sighing.

"Because that's what you wanted Tadashi... you told me to leave, you told me you didn't want a freak for a brother. I was trying to make you happy." He yanked his wrist away, he hated people touching it. Everyone gave him pity and he didn't want it.

That stunned his brother into silence.

– –

Tadashi felt like he couldn't breath. He felt like he was being strangled every single time he saw Hiro.

They had come home from the hospital just yesterday, Aunt Cass making sure the youngest Hamada was comfortable, giving him those spicy chicken wings that melted people's faces off. She knew they were Hiro's favorite. He had two even though she gave him three, unable to eat much without feeling sick. The first time she tried to over feed him he jumped up and puked.

She watched him like a hawk, he wasn't left alone for a second. If she wasn't with him, Tadashi was, and if they weren't, Honey Lemon came to 'hang out'.

Hiro wasn't stupid, he knew they were trying to make sure Hiro wouldn't try to kill himself again but if it meant Tadashi would actually treat him like a brother again.. he let it happen. He didn't like the pity or attention. He just wanted Tadashi to treat him like a human again.

One night he was alone with his brother, watching some horrid movie, he once loved horror but for now the thought of blood and death was very unappealing. He settled for an unoriginal, original SciFi movie on that channel, a bowl of popcorn on his lap and Mochi at his side, absentmindedly petting the creature as they watched.

Tadashi wasn't paying attention at all, his eyes were on Hiro.

He didn't understand these feelings he felt. His heart was beating faster each time that tiny little tongue darted out to get a piece of popcorn like a lizard. It was a little habit Hiro had picked up after going to the zoo and deciding that lizards were his favorite. His palms felt sweaty, he felt like it was too hot...

He felt like a sick man.

He was watching his baby brother. His heart racing each movement the boy made and Tadashi knew he was caught.

He had pushed Hiro away, cursed him, made him attempt suicide and now the elder brother was realizing slowly that he was in love with Hiro.

He groaned and laid back against the couch, Hiro sitting not even a foot beside him.

He couldn't believe this, all that he wanted to see was Hiro, all he wanted to touch, to taste... to be with, Hiro. He may have had a promising future with a nice, sweet woman like Honey, but all he wanted was Hiro.

When the movie was just about done, he glanced over and realized Hiro had fallen asleep, his head lolling to the side, his lips parted showing that cute little gap in between his teeth. One of his hands was laying on Mochi while the other was laying face up beside his hip.

Tadashi sighed and leaned forward, caressing his cheek, smiling when he didn't stir.

"You're an idiot you know..." He whispered, holding onto him before shifting to get closer. "I could never want you gone... I'm sorry..." Tadashi leaned over and kissed his forehead. "When did you get like this? Huh? So beautiful? Have you been like this the whole time?"

When Hiro didn't respond, he pulled the heavy sleeper into his arms, holding him tightly as he shook, kissing all over his pale face. "I don't know why I can't just tell you when you're awake... you wouldn't believe me anyway... but I love you."

He sighed, knowing the boy wouldn't answer. Hiro slept like the dead. He shivered, not wanting to think about that. He couldn't think of death, if he did all he could see was Hiro's corpse.

He let out a shaky sob as he held Hiro tightly to his chest. "You'll never understand how much I truly love you."

He pressed their lips together, taking in his taste, the taste of popcorn and sadness.

He loved Hiro.

– –

He woke in his bed, assuming Tadashi put him there. He slowly sat up, he had sworn he had felt something on his lips, a kiss. He shook his head. "Don't be stupid, it's just a dream." He scolded himself.

He heard Tadashi in the garage, working on something or other. He pulled his jacket on, his wounds were still covered with bandage but it felt strange to have them out in the open, a constant reminder of his failure to do as Tadashi wanted.

He walked down the stairs and into the garage. He looked down at Tadashi hunched over at the table.

"Hey..." He said softly, his hands shoved deep within his jacket pockets. Tadashi jerked up, hitting his head on the lamp. Hiro let out a small laugh as Tadashi cursed, rubbing the back of his head.

Tadashi stared at him for a moment, forgetting about the pain in his head. He hadn't heard Hiro laugh in what seemed like an eternity.

"What?" the younger asked, suddenly very conscious that Tadashi probably didn't want to hear him laugh. He probably didn't want Hiro there but he knew that no one would let him be alone for long. He was on suicide watch after all.

"I've missed that laugh." Tadashi whispered, slowly standing up. Hiro shrunk back as Tadashi got closer, backing himself into the corner. He didn't want to have anything thrown at him again.

He was stunned into a shocked state when Tadashi lifted his hands to cup Hiro's face, pressing their foreheads together, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"D-Dashi?" Hiro whimpered but Tadashi shook his head and smiled, kissing Hiro's forehead.

"You smiled." He whispered, making Hiro even more confused. He furrowed his brow and stared up at him

"This is all I've ever wanted Hiro... to see you happy again."

– –

Hiro gasped softly, staring at the wall in shock as Tadashi held him. His brother's arms around his waist, Hiro pressed to him, unable to move even if he wanted to, and he would be lying to them both if he said he wanted to.

"Tadashi..." He whispered, "I-I'm disgusting... you shouldn't-"

"Hiro... you're beautiful." Tadashi pulled away, staring into the abyss of those beautiful brown orbs. His hands gripped the younger's waist, pulling him close. "So beautiful... and I was such a moron... I couldn't see past my anger to realize how I truly felt..."

"You're lying!" Hiro pushed him away, he was scared, this couldn't be real. Tadashi didn't love him! Tadashi didn't want him! He was suppose to be dead so Tadashi could be happy! Normal. "I'm a freak! You want me gone! Why didn't you let me die!"

He wasn't able to finish his rant, for a pair of soft, warm lips pressed to his, his tiny body shoved against the wall as Tadashi ravished his mouth.

He stopped breathing, not wanting to believe that this was real, he was going to wake up anytime soon... Tadashi would hate him again.

"Hiro..." Tadashi breathed, "You're all I could ever want... you're everything I can think about, I can't... I can't live knowing you wont smile..."

"Why are you doing this?" The younger sobbed, shaking, "Why are you doing this!?"

"Because I love you!" Tadashi shouted, feeling almost a little relief when Hiro stopped and stared up at him. Tadashi gulped and nodded, kissing his brother once more. "I love you..."

– –

They ended up on the old couch in the corner of the room, Hiro finally responding to the elder, their lips pressing against one another in a feverish kiss. Tadashi pulled Hiro's jacket away and dispite the protest, he took his sliced up arms into his hands. "Promise me you'll never cut again." He whispered, kissing up each place that Hiro had cut, being gentle, but making his point. "Hiro. Promise me." He demanded, making the boy look at him.

"I... I promise."

That was enough for Tadashi, he placed a gentle kiss onto Hiro's collar bone, slowly sliding the boy's shirt up. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He smiled, seeing Hiro blush and look away. "Come on... one smile for me? I love your smile..."

Hiro shook his head before Tadashi smirked, setting his hands to good use, tickling the boy.

"N-No! Dashi!" Hiro cried, trying to not laugh but it was impossible and he was ticklish! He giggled before full out laughing, trying to squirm away. Tadashi was relentless, holding him there, straddling him and making sure he got to hear that perfect laugh.

"There you are... my Hiro..." he whispered, kissing his head. "You're perfect.."

"No I'm not..."

Tadashi laughed and pulled him close. "You are... and I'm going to spend the rest of my life showing you."

They didn't go all the way that night, Hiro was too scared, he wasn't ready and Tadashi would never do anything to make the boy scared... he refused to hurt the one he loved anymore.

– –

They lay in bed together, Tadashi having picked the boy up and carried him all the way to their bedroom, pushing the curtain open and laying down on the elder's bed. He kissed Hiro deeply, holding him close. He didn't ever want to let go.

He no longer felt sick or twisted, he no longer felt disgusting, though he was sure that feeling would never leave Hiro, he felt right... perhaps society found them fowl however he knew he loved Hiro.

He kissed the boy's neck, tracing patterns across his lower belly, sighing. "What are you thinking about?" He asked softly, moving to sit up and stare at him. "Hiro? Come on... talk to me."

"What do you even see in me?" He whispered without loosing his gaze on the poster filled wall.

Tadashi sighed and pulled the boy to sit up. Hiro cocked his head, he wanted an answer and he wanted it now obviously.

"Hiro..."

"Answer me Dashi... you pushed me away for almost a year and now you want me the way I've wanted you for years? Why?" Finally his sadness had broken and he was angry, the second step in grief. He had a right to be angry, after pinning for so long why now did Tadashi turn to him as a lover?

Tadashi sat up with him, watching and letting the boy rant before he kissed him softly. "From the moment you were born I knew you were something special. You knew how to talk at two. I mean, not just little words, but talk... you were in third grade by three. You graduated high school at thirteen. All those years I watched you grow up and I loved you. I protected you and held onto you. Remember in class when you got bullied and I held your hand during that class?" He laughed, "Maybe I was a bit too protective... maybe somewhere in there I crossed the line from brother to something more but Hiro I never thought of me loving you that way..."

Hiro stopped and sighed, was this suppose to comfort him in any way? It wasn't working.

"Then you told me you were in love with me... everything I've ever heard said that was wrong, disgusting and I tried to think that way. It was hard to push you away, I wanted to hug you and love on you like I've always done but then you tried to... to... to.." he couldn't bring himself to even say it. "You know, and all I could think about was it was my fault... that night in the hospital I kissed you... I guess I realized that the love I've always felt wasn't brotherly..."

He listened tot he elder carefully, nodding.

Tadashi smiled, leaning over and kissing him softly. "Don't you get it? I'm in love with you too dork." He laughed.

His heart soared when Hiro nodded and kissed back.

– –

It didn't feel taboo to either of them, from chased kisses in the hallway to the long ones in the middle of the night in one of their beds. From the couple dancing in Tadashi's more private lab to working together once more and pretending that they were just brothers... it felt strangely normal.

It wasn't until late in the lab, everyone had gone home, it was the two of them together once more that Hiro made the first move.

He walked up to the elder, holding a wrench for Tadashi as they worked another late nighter on Baymax. The robot was almost done. Tadashi took it with a smile, humming along to whatever song was playing. To keep spirits up he had been playing K-Pop, he knew it made Hiro smile when Tadashi tried and failed at the dances while Gogo and surprisingly enough Fred were rather kick ass at it.

He walked over, sitting beside him. "Dashi?" he asked softly, cocking his head. His brother glanced up,

"Yeah babe?" He asked, they called each other all manors of pet names when alone, a proper secret couple.

Hiro took a deep breath, he was nervous, he had never done this before. He leaned in and pressed their lips together however something was different this time, he closed his eyes, pressing against him tightly. Tadashi put the wrench down, he gently held Hiro's waist, he was still afraid of hurting his baby brother, his beautiful baby boy, so he didn't go too hard.

He closed his eyes, kissing back just as deeply as Hiro was, parting his lips and toying with the younger's tongue.

"Hiro..." He whispered, parting from him, his brother flushed and blushing richly. "Hiro? What do you want to do?" He asked, kissing his neck, he never wanted to hurt Hiro.

The younger raven simply shook his head, there wasn't enough words for what he wanted to do to this man, with this man.

He put the man's tools down, then slowly removed his shirt. Tadashi bit down on his lower lip, eyes wide. He scanned his tiny lover's chest, ever little cut and line, every shadow that danced across his body.

"Are you sure?" He whispered, Hiro only nodded. He then stood up, pushing his shorts down, Tadashi almost groaned,

Hiro wasn't wearing anything under them.

He put his hands back on the boy's soft hips, smiling up at him before Hiro lowered himself into his lap. He still had the bandages on his arms, his wounds so close to being fully healed but he refused to take them off, he didn't want anyone to ever see the scars. Tadashi smiled and kissed his neck slowly.

He moved down, kissing the boy's chest, then his fingers slowly pulled the bandages away. Hiro made a distressed sound but Tadashi silenced him with his lips. "Let me show you." He whispered before bringing Hiro's scarred wrists to his mouth and kissing them.

"No matter what..." He said in between kisses, "Never, ever doubt... " One more "That I will always love you."

Hiro looked down and Tadashi forced him to look back up. "Hiro... I love you, I want you, if I ever lost you... I don't think I could stay alive."

Hiro nodded, if there was anyone he would believe it was Tadashi.

His brother pulled him close, their lips meeting in a heated kiss, Hiro's fingers tangling into the elder's soft hair. He was glad their friends were already gone, their taboo love could continue to go in secret.

Tadashi pushed the boy to one of the pull out couches kept in his lab, often used when he pulled an all-nighter. Hiro gasped, softly, watching his brother pull his shirt and pants off, then taking no time in removing his pants.

Hiro looked away, how on earth would that thing fit inside of him?!

Tadashi smiled and even though he had no lubricant, he got the boy stretched, being gentle and loving, Hiro was putty in his hands and Tadashi would never do anything to harm him.

He pressed loving kisses and bites to his pale skin, paying attention to the boy's nipples, it seemed those were his sweet spots.

His hands gently caressed the boy's tiny body. He wanted to worship him. He knew he was hard as a rock and Hiro knew it. After all his length was pressed rather feverishly to Hiro's twitching hole.

He smiled and conencted their lips one last time before they finally sealed their tanted, sinful love.

When he entered the boy, Hiro broke out into tears, shaking and sobbing. It hurt so badly, no amount of preparation could help him. Tadashi pushed his tears away, moving slowly back and forth to give him as much pleasure as possible, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, promises and filthy words.

He made sure Hiro felt loved, he made sure that Hiro felt like a queen. Tadashi would be his servant... he would spent a life time bowing down to Hiro's perfect body.

When Hiro came, Tadashi held him close, keeping what mattered most close to his heart, he watched the boy fall from his climax. He didn't even care if he came or not, as long as Hiro had gotten pleasure however the little vixen's body writhed under him and soon Tadashi was a goner.

"I love you." Tadashi whispered as they laid naked in each others arms, the elder caressing the youngers perfect body.

"I love you too Dashi..." He smiled.

And Tadashi knew that deep down inside, Hiro was slowly being fixed, it was a long, hard process, but he was being fixed.

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So the real reason I moved out of detailing the sex scene was because I had it written out in detail, but I really wasn't happy with it, I felt like with this story with how it's been written so far, skipping, moving in and out of detail I felt like it didn't need to be as detailed as some other amazing fics out there.

So the question now is, should I stop here or does this become a three-shot?

If it does end up getting another chapter, it will probably be everyone finding out about the relationship.

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