It was late when Tadashi finally got home that night to Lucky Cat. The gang and him went out drinking well excluding Hiro because he was under age being 15. Hiro thought nothing of Tadashi getting drunk. It was just for fun and Tadashi never really let loose so hiro was actually happy for him. It even took a lot of work to convince him to go out with the rest. So when he came home more than a little wasted Hiro only laughed at his brother. Seeing his usually composed big brother all tipsy and giggling like a baby. He was so off balanced Hiro had to help him up to their room and into bed. Leaving him and going to his own across the room.

"hIroo~ Hirrroooo" Tadashi whined from across the dark room. "Yes?" Hiro answered shifting in bed but not bothering to get out. "HiiiIIRROooo!" Tadashi whined louder and rolled in his bed like a little kid. Chuckling Hiro got off his bed and walked over to stand in front of Tadashi bed. "Okay yeah?" Hiro said pretending to have attitude. "I'm uncomfortable!" Tadashi rolled and shifted more and Hiro giggled. "Oh? And whose fault is that?" Hiro teased.

"I don't know!" Tadashi wasn't having as much fun as Hiro was watching him squirm like a kid. And then Hiro finally taking pity on his brother decided to help him. "Okay so what do you want from me?" Hiro came closer to Tadashi's side wondering what was bothering Tadashi so much. "I'm hot!" Tadashi wiggled a bit. Hiro raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Then why not take off your sweater?" Hiro leaned in a bit closer raising a hand to help Tadashi take off his jacket when he felt Tadashi grip his wrist and pull him into bed. "No, I'm hot."

Before Hiro could figure out what Tadashi meant he felt hands on his sides. "Tadashi? What are yo-" Hiro started to laugh and squirm feeling tickled. "Haha! Tadashi stop! That tickles you bone head!" Hiro continued to laugh until the tickling stopped but Tadashi's hands did not move. "Tadashi? Hey what are you up to?" Hiro said feeling uneasy for some reason but he didn't know why. The hold felt firm and not childish. the feeling worsened when Tadashi didn't respond.

He didn't respond to Hiro at all after that. Didn't respond when his own touches on Hiro increased. Didn't respond when Hiro asked him what was going on? Didn't respond when Hiro told him to knock it off, to stop. Didn't respond when Hiro started to pysically pull away from him. Didn't respond when Hiro started to beg him to stop. Didn't respond when Hiro told him he was very afraid. Didn't respond when Hiro started to flow tears. Didn't respond when Hiro cried out in pain when he bit down on Hiro's shoulder. Didn't respond or stop until both Hiro and him came and he passed out half still on Hiro. Going limp and into a dreamless sleep which he will probably wake up with a hang over and no memorie of this what so ever.

Tadashi was dead to the world leaving Hiro awake and fully aware covered in Tadashi's and his own semen. Panting and trying to stop his sobs or at least slow them down so he could get away. But his mind was to far gone in his own thoughts.

What. Just. Happened?

Even if Hiro asked himself this he knew exactly what happened. It was clearly in his mind to be scarred in their for life and torcher him while Tadashi will awake oblivious. Tadashi molested him while drunk, Hiro knew it. Hiro stayed there with Tadashi half on him his hands still touching him and it made hiro feel disgusted. Hiro just wanted to curl up in a ball and hide away for ever. And then after what seemed like both an century and a second he slid away from Tadashi.

Hiro stared down at his brothers peaceful face and it made him want to puke. He couldn't describe his feelings, it was a mix of anger,saddness, confusion, tired but most of all fear and betrayal. Sighing Hiro went and got a cloth to clean off Tadashi wiping off the little bits of semen on his stomach. Pulling Tadashi's clothes on properly then fixing the bed more, placing Tadashi rightfully on it. Lastly he tucked Tadashi in like a little kid.

After all that Hiro looked down at himself in the dark. He cringed at the feeling of dry semen on his stomach and how it was on his shirt too. That's when his clothes felt unbearable to him and just gross. He felt gross. That's when he finally walked away from his brothers sleeping face strait to their bathroom. He stripped off his clothes like they were burning him then stepped into the shower.

Turning the nobs and not minding the freezing cold water then scorching hot. Letting it burn him as he just stands there feeling it. Thinking. Thinking. More thinking. so much thinking. Too much thinking. Make it stop. Stop! It won't stop! Why won't the the thinking stop?! Why didn't Tadashi stop?!

Hiro didn't realized tears started to flow freely down his cheeks because of the already running water. His knees felt weak before finally giving up on him leaving him crouching into his knees. Hiccuping sobs leaving his mouth, tears like a waterfall. He didn't know why he was crying so much but he couldn't stop. His own tight grip on his arms loosened and he hardly felt his town touche to himself. Ghost touches on his arms really gentle fingers rubbing against his arms. Images of Tadashi floats in Hiro mind, forceful touches. Non-stop touches. Hiro puts pressure on his arms and starts to scratch. Faster. Faster with more pressure while more thoughts of Tadashi came to his mind.

His hands moved to his chest clawing into himself not caring about it. Scratching at his sides where Tadashi mostly touched him. Unforgiving scratches at himself. He could never forgive Tadashi after he- he- no nononono! Tadashi is his big brother! His friend! His best friend even! His father figure...who got drunk.

Who touched him. Who wouldn't stop. Hiros breathing was uneven, unsteady and fast. The burning's to much now! It burned. It burned a lot because of the now open skin and the already scorching water. Hiro reached up with one arm to turn off the water but his arms went back to his sides after not moving. Feeling tired and out of it he just stayed on his knees hiding his face in his lap. In the bathtub.

His breathing was starting to even out but he still let out little gasps every now and then. Hiro had no idea how long it was until he had finally found it in himself to force himself up. The thick fog already gone leaving a clear mirror for Hiro to look at himself with. He stood in front of it naked in the bathroom. Staring at his upper body seeing the damage he did on himself. Scratches on his arms but they would probably turn back to normal later. But his chest, his chest had marks of him dragging his nails down, over and over it again.

His eyes red and puffy from crying. He then realized it was there. The mark Tadashi left on him, he cringed when he looked at it. It wasn't on his neck but more on his shoulder. A easy place to hide it with just a regular t-shirt.

After staring at the mark for a while Hiro decided it was time to go put some clothes on himself. He was already mostly dry from standing around so he left the bathroom. Noticing day light was already shining threw the close blinds Hiro shrugged and walked further in the room to his side. Ignoring the sleeping male on the other side. Tossing on a T-shirt and some pants for the day he wasn't looking forward to.

The sounds of the front door opening followed by aunt Cass's voice caught Hiro's attention. "I'm home! if you boys are up!" 'Oh yeah.' Hiro thought to himself as he remembered that Cass went out last night to. She thought because Tadashi was going out she would to, to have a "girls night" with her friends as she said. She trusted Hiro be good.

Hiro was about to go down stairs to aunt Cass when he heard rustling coming from Tadashi's bed so he dove for his own bed without thinking.

'shit' was all he thought.

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