Take It Off!

"Hiroooo~!" Tadashi whined in frustration. The young teen looked up at his older brother giving him one of his 'I'm innocent and wouldn't hurt a fly' looks with a wide smile.

The older boy hunched his back and dropped his jaw, resembling somewhat like a Frankenstein monster (bolts and all!), and just gave Hiro a glare.

'I'm not falling for that!' Tadashi said with narrowed eyes.

Hiro just smirked, closing his eyes.

It was only moments earlier that started this little fiasco.

"I told you a million times! No more bot fighting!" Tadashi had begun to say, pacing back and forth across the cramp room that the two of them shared. He was forming a multitude of artistic expressions by waving his hands wildly and making faces that were more fit to entertain a baby that it was rather hard to tell if he was spinning a tale of mystery or just bitc-giving his usual sermon.

Knowing the answer and wishing for the former, Hiro decided to don his trusty customized *Hirez S Headphones. They were a bit larger than the average headphones but they were much more comfortable, being entirely hands-free never moving or falling off your head and had the best sound proofing technology known to man. You could sleep through an earthquake with those! He pressed the large crescent button on the right side and a hologram projected from two points near his ears creating green digital frames that quickly turned into a music selection screen, appearing like goggles over his eyes. He lifted a finger over the surface of a second hologram that hovered independently over his chest, the controller projection, and swiped at it a few times. Frowning at a few of the choice music that were appearing in front of his eyes, he took a mental note reminding himself to update more variety later. Finally, he found a song that he was interested in and smiled, pressing play. The screen buzzed and quickly showed a few more dozen recommendations of similar songs in his inventory to also be played before starting the music.

Now that leaves us back to earlier.

"Hirooooo~!" Tadashi called his brother over and over but to no avail, Hiro just kept swaying his head to the beat that only he could hear. He wanted to scream in defeat but sadly 'give up' was not found in the older Hamada's dictionary. If Hiro wanted to play games, then, Tadashi decided, he'd give his knuckleheaded bro a game that he'd never want to quit!

A smirk came to Tadashi's lips as he took deep long strides across the floor to reach his younger brother, ending up only inches behind him. Yet despite the proximity of how close their bodies almost perfectly mold together, with Hiro's back easily fitting Tadashi's front like a puzzle piece, the musically entranced genius was none the wiser for what was about to happen.

Hiro swayed his hips side to side, tapping his right foot in a fast yet slow motion. He slowly began to open his eyes, the horizontal light breaking through the darkness of his vision. When he finally opened his eyes all the way, he spotted his room clean and...empty.

Void.

He frowned at the thought of actually scaring Tadashi away.

Did that mean Tadashi was finally fed up with his recklessness? He thought. Tadashi was never one for giving up, he had an unhealthy stubborn streak just like Hiro. It must've been passed down from the greats of all Hamadas or something. Even Aunt Cass had a stubborn streak that would outlive the Earth itself!

He just wanted Tadashi to stop talking. Tadashi had a nice face, handsome even but when he opened his mouth that's when it made it unbearable sometimes to look at him. But if he had a choice of dealing with all of the annoying lectures that no mother on Earth could rival or just having no Tadashi at all, he'd choose the never ending talking than being without Tadashi!

Lost in his thoughts, Hiro hadn't realized a pair of large hands moving over his ears, slowly pressing onto his head and grabbing at the headphones.

"Huh?!" Hiro suddenly found his head dropping down quickly as his neck bent backwards until he saw the ceiling. With fully opened eyes, he saw smirking hazelnut eyes looking back down on him.

Slowly, the black soft spongy fabric of the headphones dragged across the skin of his ears and he heard muffled voices come from the mouth above him.

"Hey," Tadashi said, drawling out with a misty voice. His words were becoming louder and clearer as more of the headphones got off of Hiro's ear.

"H-Hey." Hiro weakly replied back, giving a small hint of a nervous smile across his lips. A deep crimson donned his cheeks as he stared into Tadashi's eyes, easily getting lost within their gaze.

Tadashi smirked at the smaller boy who laid against his chest. He was so feeble and timid right now. A rare sight. And even rarer for anyone beside Tadashi himself to see.

He leaned forward so much so that he could feel Hiro's light breathing brush against his skin. He wanted to let out a small giggle at how it tickled but he needed to teach the knucklehead a lesson, so he had to keep his composure.

"Hey," Tadashi repeated. His hands still held onto the headphones tightly, making sure that they weren't completely off while at the same time open enough for Hiro to hear him as clearly as possible. Small little techno beats came off of them, slightly catching his attention. Not exactly quiet but not too loud either, at least it seemed so. Frowning, Tadashi knew that they were abhorrently loud, possibly even ripping out Hiro's eardrums at this very moment. How can Hiro do things like that so nonchalantly? This kid, for someone who claims (and has many eyewitnesses) to being quite the genius, does some of the dumbest and most immature things possible! He'll have to lecture Hiro about taking care of his own well-being.

...Later.

First, he needed to jump over his first obstacle.

Hiro not paying attention to him, he smiled knowingly.

Hiro widened his eyes in shock as he looked upward at the devious smile stretching over Tadashi's lips. He had an inkling of a feeling that even Tadashi didn't realize just how evil an expression his face was making at the moment.

"Tadashi?" Hiro called.

"Hmm?" The other boy grunted, almost as if he had just noticed him, making his chest pang.

"What are you going to do? You're scaring me...!" Hiro admitted, attempting to divert his eyes away from Tadashi's.

"Oh, really?" Tadashi laughed. "Maybe, if you stopped wearing those I could tell you." His lips parted, revealing a set of pearly white fangs. Hiro momentarily wondered if his brother had become a vampire some time prior but immediately threw the ridiculous notion out the moment it came.

"I'm not sure what you mean." Hiro said with a whimper, but already had an idea as to what his brother was referring. It was so obvious. Tadashi was irritated with those pair that he was holding firmly against his ears. But what exactly was he planning though?

...And would it actually be a bad thing?

As if to answer his question, Tadashi leaned forward and cut out the space between them as his lips pressed onto Hiro's, shocking the smaller boy as his eyes widened from the upside down kiss. It was a small and light kiss but Hiro felt himself wanting more and instinctively closed his eyes and wrapped his lithe arms around Tadashi's neck and pulled him in deeper. At this, Tadashi pulled the headphones down around Hiro's shoulders before throwing them across the room.

The older Hamada stopped the kiss when some time passed and lifted Hiro from his position and twisted him around to face him. He held him by the shoulders tenderly.

"So, now will you start listening?" Tadashi let out a deep breath.

"...Yeah, whatever you say," Hiro replied with a heavy blush and a light sigh, not noticing his headphones cracked on the other side of the room.

"Hiroooo~!" Tadashi called out, stomping around looking for his brother.

Where is that kid, he thought to himself. He crossed his arms and frowned. Hiro was at it again! He went to that Underground Bot Fighting competition when Tadashi had explicitly told him not to!

Elsewhere, Hiro was whistling to himself when suddenly his ears perked up at the sound of a certain angry Tadashi. A small cheeky grin stretched across his lips and he looked down at the fresh box in front of him.

Opening it, he pulled out his new pair of Hirez S Headphones, quickly putting it on. He stayed on the couch and continued whistling innocently, waiting for Tadashi.

*Fictional Headphones Inc. is not responsible for any deaths/casualties (real or otherwise) that may have surmised at a in any point from reading this story due to their 100% noise reduction; ie: 'Run over by a vehicle, Run over by a train, or Run over by a dog' etc.

A/N: Idea just came to me lol hope you got the ending because someone didn't and I had to explain it to them. Maybe I just idiot and don't know nothing. Also is my worst fear: Fluff writing. I SUX AT CUTE STUFF!...I hope it was cute like it sounded in my head.