Alright, so the funny thing about Tomadashi week is that I was away from my laptop from a day before the week started, up to the sixth day. And I thought I could never catch up, and that I should give up on it. However, I was inspired by ff writer Buttons and Horseshoes (check out her take on Tomadashi week, she's awesome!), and since she was late too, I thought, well, why not?

I'm just going to put this here in one story, since... Well, you'll see what I'm going to do.

Again, thanks to tumblr user pk-buttcheeks for being such a sweet person and allowing me to borrow her art for a cover picture. She is the bomb!

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Prompt 1: Goodbye

(note: this entire story is an AU where Tadashi is still alive, and the events of BH6 occurred only up to the time of the fire, which he doesn't run into, of course.)

Movie night at the Hamada residence is always fun.

For one thing, Aunt Cass gives them all of the doughnuts left over from the day's shift, which is most of the time, more than enough for all six of them. Another thing being that the Hamada household arguably had the comfiest couches in the entire vicinity of San Fransokyo (according to Fred, that is).

For two years, they had met up every Saturday evening, choosing to watch a tremendously old movie, a hot new movie, a horrifically gory movie, a ridiculously sappy romance, a cheesy old romantic comedy, a Jackie Chan movie (because those were a genre all their own), a heart-racing thriller, a heat-packed action film, or some foreign film. Sometimes, if they were feeling particularly lazy, they'd watch one of each genre, and spend the night.

It had become such a tradition that they had even created their own seating arrangement. Hiro liked the floor, and when Baymax joined them, the two of them would just sit wherever their heart desired (as long as it was on the floor). Honey Lemon wore glasses already, and had a hard time seeing things from afar, so she had a special chair that was nearest to the television, and stationed to the right of the television. Wasabi and Fred sat together, since they liked the same flavor popcorn; Tuna Soy Sour Cream. The rest of the four had already tasted the said popcorn once, and in the words of GoGo, Once was enough. To avoid popcorn mix-ups, the two sat together to the left of the television. Tadashi and GoGo had premier seats, a love seat that was slightly more to the back, but dead center.

Believe it or not, getting the love seat was pure destiny. All of them had drawn lots for it, picking out pieces of paper from Fred's beanie (the lucky papers having 'you lucky bastad' written on them), so when Tadashi and GoGo had picked the winning chair, they were nothing but pleased.

Sometimes, though, GoGo wished that someone else had gotten Tadashi's spot. It was a little known fact that while Tadashi came off as sweet, caring, nice, and attentive, there were times when he didn't seem so, especially during movie night. Tadashi was the most talkative person she knew, and sometimes, he had a running commentary from the opening credits to the final fade to black moment.

"Oh, you can tell that this is going to be one of those cutesy movies with a cliched ending just by the look of that title-"

"Wow, those mechanics are amazing! Did you know that those things could actually be accomplished in like, three years time?"

"You drive way better than Vin Diesel-"

"It's always the blonde one, isn't it?"

"Look, look, he's just about to cut her off at the next exit. Real mature."

There were times when GoGo was so tempted to shut him up. But she couldn't. Because there was a part of her albeit, a little part, that actually found this mannerism of his cute.

She didn't understand him, didn't understand the way he made her feel, either, but she knew that there was just a light in him that made her feel all warm and tingly inside of her.

But today was a hard day for her. She had just received a lot of criticism on her bike from her professors, something she wasn't used to getting. She was used to their praise, their attempts at making her feel good about her bike. GoGo was not used to eyes that were judging everything about the damn bike she had worked on for more than a year. She was tired, and she just wanted to enjoy the romantic comedy that Wasabi had picked out, which was apparently about a woman in her late twenties who was still hung up over her first love.

She would have gladly picked a gore film, but when it was someone's turn to pick a movie, you respected that choice.

So she sat, arms crossed over her chest, a bowl of buttered popcorn in between her and Tadashi, as the opening credits flashed on screen; cute, bubbly pink letters. She sighed inwardly. And the commentary starts... Now.

"Is this another film from that director who came up with that lame 'I'm in love with the aliens from Pluto' movie?"

"I don't know," she answers drily, not in the mood.

"I think it's him. Can you see the similarities between that and -"

"I don't see it," she cuts him off, munching on a handful of poporn and only feeling slightly guilty when he shuts up.

Tadashi knows her well enough to know when she's angry or pissed off at the world. Sometimes, he's tactful enough to leave her alone... And sometimes, he thinks that all she needs is a distraction.

Talking = Distraction

Twenty minutes into the film, Tadashi strikes again. "Hey, look, it's that actor from When in ShangKong," he points out eagerly.

GoGo drags a hand across her face.

This was going to be a long movie.

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"-disagree with the way that he dealt with the heartbreak. A guy like him, he doesn't just drink it off, he storms off and finds the guy who stole his girl and beats some sense into him."

"Mm."

"... Hey, that's the new model for the I-Inertia 900," he says five minutes later, spotting a silver convertible in the background. "How do you think they got the rights to that sweet piece?"

"Mm-hmm."

"He's drinking again, for the love of-"

"Tadashi."

She cuts him off, and he's stunned by the intensity in her eyes... Although he's certain that she's more pissed off at him than passionate about the movie. "Yes, GoGo?"

"I'm actually a fan of Stanisver's work since he works so many details into one movie. Parallelisms are actually a thing now, you know? And yeah, that actor, Carmichael Michaels from When in ShangKong is in this movie too, obviously. He got an award for best lead actor last year, remember? And the girl. The girl is an unknown, but she's pretty good at what she does."

"Go-"

"I agree with how he grieves over his girl. She makes him feel different, feel more secure about himself. And then suddenly when she's away from him, he becomes everything he's not." She's breathing heavily, and Tadashi can't remember the last time she's talked as long as now, but she still looks pissed at him. He understands.

"Shutting up now," he mutters, and she makes a satisfied noise at the back of her throat, as the film continues.

"I can't stand one night without you."

"Neither can I, Leo."

"I just... Can I stay?"

"You know you can't."

"Then... Let me just give you a good night kiss."

She scoffs, and Tadashi looks to her as the starlets proceed with a very 'heart-warming' kiss. "And what was that, just now?"

"Good night kiss," she repeats mockingly, and takes a fistful of popcorn. "Kisses are all the same. Good night, good morning, good bye, hello, and random kisses. They shouldn't have a label."

He's amused. "Aren't we bitter tonight?"

"I'm just saying," she says softly, eyes on the screen. "Kisses shouldn't be used for saying goodbye. Goodbyes are sad. Kisses are supposed to be positive feelings." She frowns.

The two of them are silent (and the rest of the group finally sigh with relief, since they're finally shutting up) for the rest of the film, with the occasional munch and crunch of popcorn. Twenty minutes later, the movie ends and everyone stretches in their seats.

"That was... Interesting," Wasabi comments, as everyone gets up and prepares to leave.

"I get next pick, right?" Honey Lemon asks excitedly.

Everyone groans; Honey Lemon always picks a super-fluffy romantic tear-jerker that will always make them cry in the end. They hate films like that. (That's what they try to convince themselves, anyway)

"Yup," GoGo answers, reaching for her jacket.

Tadashi beats her to it, offering it to her with a smile. She looks at him suspiciously, as she pops her gum. "Thank you... Tadashi."

"You're welcome," he says, and doesn't miss the look of glee on Honey Lemon's face. He sighs inwardly. He should have known better than to fall asleep in the lab while Honey Lemon was working. According to her, he had mumbled 'GoGo' in his sleep more than once.

And she had recorded it.

To keep her silent, he had to admit to her the truth; that he had a little 'crush' on GoGo, and didn't know how to make the next move. Honey Lemon had replied practically. "You know that's going to be a hard thing to do. But it'll be worth it. Just prove it to her."

The problem was knowing how to prove it to her.

As Hiro and Baymax headed upstairs, Tadashi walked the remaining four to the front door. "Anyone going to be in the lab tomorrow?" he asks.

Wasabi nods. "General cleaning for me."

"Dude, every day is general cleaning for you," Fred quips.

Honey Lemon shakes her head. "I have an appointment with the doctor," she says, and turns to GoGo. "How about you?"

The short raven head answers after popping her gum. "Yeah. I'm going to work on my bike."

"Good, see you there, then," Tadashi replies, opening the door to the Lucky Cat Cafe and seeing Wasabi's tiny car on the sidewalk. The group say their obligatory 'thank you's' and 'see you tomorrow's', as they leave.

But as GoGo, who is last, is about to exit, Tadashi feels something in him give way. "Er, GoGo?"

She turns around and looks up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"About what you said earlier..." he says, aware that Fred, Wasabi, and Honey Lemon are already in the car and impatiently waiting for GoGo. "I think kisses and goodbyes can go together. Without being sad."

She rolls her eyes. "Uh, no."

"Hey, hey, hear me out," he says, hands in front of him in a surrendering gesture. He leans against the doorframe of the cafe, while GoGo impatiently taps her feet against the sidewalk. "Goodbyes alone are sad, I agree with you there. Kisses alone," he shrugs, "Are sad, kinda, because they have no feeling associated with them."

He can see it in her eyes, the slow resolve, as she sees his point. She bites the inside of her cheek, a habit he finds endearing, and he continues. "But goodbye kisses... You see, with the right emotions..."

Before he knows what he's doing, he acts on a sudden whim, and bends down. "Goodbye kisses are little assurances that the giver of the kiss will return." He presses a soft kiss on her forehead, and she jumps.

GoGo feels electrified at the touch of his lips on her forehead through her fringe, feeling the slight stubble in the general area between her eyebrows. It is brief, however, and she feels herself wish that he had aimed a little lower...

He is suddenly aflame with feelings that he can't bear to hold back, and he jolts, realizing too late what he has done. He's kissed her. Tadashi leans back up and the first thing he sees are his three friends in the car, mouths open wide.

The next thing he sees is GoGo looking nothing short of stunned in front of him, a hand on her forehead on the exact same spot where he had kissed her.

Suddenly, all his resolve is lost, and he squeaks, steps back into the cafe and closes the door abruptly, shutting GoGo outside.

"Ha-Hamada!" she finally yells out, blushing furiously. "What the hell was that about?"

His back is against the door, and he breathes heavily, not knowing what to say. He hears her pace in front of the door, and he can feel her aura (surprised, pissed, confused) radiating through the wood.

"Good night, GoGo!" he yells back pathetically, hoping she can hear him.

There's silence, and suddenly, the mail slot opens, making Tadashi jump a mile into the air. "You're not getting out of this easily, Hamada," she practically growls, and stalks away.

The last thing Tadashi hears is Honey Lemon's squeals just as GoGo opens the car door.

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I now reveal what I will be doing for the Tomadashi week! I will be literally taking the days one at a time, one day for them in real time. Therefore, we have a week of Tomadashi goodness... And how I interpret the seven prompts will be revealed as the week passes.

Thanks again everyone for checking this out... Tomadashi is easily becoming one of my OTPs. :D

See you tomorrow!