The rest of the week flew by without a worry. School was starting to become less depressing with Melanie by your side, and your work shifts at the Lucky Cat Cafe had become so much more enjoyable now that Hiro was able to work with you. He even introduced you and Melanie to the rest of the gang--Honey Lemon, Wasabi, Fred, and Gogo, who you thought were all really nice and friendly. Then you and Melanie got to meet Baymax, who turned out to be a really huggable lovable white inflatable robot that Tadashi built to help a lot of people.
"Do you think Baymax could help my mom?" you asked Hiro the day before your mom was supposed to go to the hospital, while cleaning up the dishes after another hearty dinner at the Hamadas after work.
Hiro scratched his head. "I don't see why not."
"Then come on. We should get Baymax to my mother before it's too late."
You started to run up the stairs to the bedroom, Hiro right behind you. Then you grabbed Baymax's red case and ran out of the cafe, not stopping once on the road until you got to your house, panting.
You turned back to see Hiro panting as well, almost at the point of wheezing.
"Come on," you whispered. "You never know how my mom is going to look."
Unlocking the front door, you went inside and went straight up to your mom's room, where she lay on the bed like a corpse. The past few days when you were home, she hasn't been showing herself at all, and you were worried about her to bits. Most of your evenings, after finishing homework, was spent comforting her, if it's not hanging out with Melanie or Hiro or the gang. Your mom was getting a little bit better thanks to the food you brought back from the Cafe, but she was still firm on giving up. This made you feel downhearted.
Your mom smiled upon seeing you and Hiro enter her room.
"Hi (Y/N)," she smiled feebly. "Ahh, and hello to you too, Hiro."
"Hi Ms. (Y/L/N)," Hiro greeted her gently.
"Hello, mom," you waved. "Look mom, I brought over a solution to all your troubles. Or maybe, most of them." You set the red case on the ground.
Your mom eyed the red case in confusion. "What's this red case going to do to me?"
"Mom, you need to activate him, of course! All you have to do is say 'ow'."
"Why would I say 'ow' if nothing hurts?"
Your mom did have a point. She was so weak now that even a single knife blade cutting through her skin wouldn't make her scream. The other day you accidentally pinched her so hard you thought she was going to scream, but she didn't. Yeah. Her sensitivity was now at such a low level.
"Mom, just do it," you pleaded.
"Alright," your mom gave in. "Ow."
The familiar sound of Baymax inflating from the red case filled your ears, and Hiro smiled at the huggable healthcare companion. As Baymax waddled over to your mom, Hiro stepped beside you and took your hand again.
"Sorry," he whispered. "I just need to make sure you'll be okay."
You nodded, biting your lip and looking down. "Thanks, Hiro. It's okay."
"Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion," Baymax introduced himself to your mom.
Your mom smiled. "Hello, Baymax. I am (Y/N)'s mother."
"I heard a sound of distress," Baymax continued. "What seems to be the trouble?"
"I can explain," you spoke up, and Baymax turned to you.
"What is it, (Y/N)?"
"My mom has been feeling very depressed since my father's death," you explained to him. "According to what Aunt Cass told me, she really wanted to kill herself so that she could join him, but in doing so she is leaving me. That's probably one of the last things I want my mom to do--I don't want her to die, I really don't. She thinks the mess I have landed myself in was her fault, and in doing so she felt really guilty for everything. Baymax, please, if you can, scan her and see if you can do anything to help."
"I see." Baymax blinked and then turned back to your mom. "Is this true, Ms. (Y/L/N)?"
Your mom nodded.
"I will scan you now for remedies," Baymax then said, proceeding with the scan. When he was finished, he said, "Your thoughts on depression seem to be very strong, thus resulting in very low neurotransmitter levels. I would recommend talking with close friends and family, or doing something fun."
"Baymax, that's the problem," Hiro told him. "(Y/N)'s mom doesn't want to do anything happy. Anything she does reminds her of her dead husband."
You nodded. "That's right."
"I understand," Baymax said. "(Y/N), what have you done to make your mom feel better?"
"I talked with her a bit," you told him. "Just, you know, none of the painful stuff. Gave her some food to eat from the Cafe. That's it, really. But I didn't want to confront her about her choice of killing herself tomorrow."
"What do you mean? She is going to do extreme body harm to herself?" Baymax asked, blinking.
You nodded again, squeezing Hiro's hand tightly. "Tomorrow, she is going to the hospital, and the nurses are going to perform assisted suicide on her so that she would join my father. I tried to make her change her mind, but it didn't work. So I didn't want to address the issue again."
Baymax nodded and blinked again. "Then I'm afraid I cannot provide a solution. If your mom wishes to die, she will do so painlessly."
"No..." The tears were coming back. Again. But knowing Hiro so well, you know he was going to catch you whenever you fell, and catch you he did, pulling you close to him again.
"Mom," you choked out, "why? Why do you have to be like this? None of this is your fault! You have done nothing to hurt any of us. Why are you hurting yourself?"
Your mom just looked at you wistfully. "(Y/N), I'm just feeling lonely. Your conversations with me have been very entertaining, but they cannot help me remove the memories of--"
"Oh really?" You were screaming at her now, removing yourself from Hiro to approach your mom. "You just want to die because dad's not here? Then who'll be here for me when you're gone?"
"For starters, you have Hiro," your mom pointed out. "You have Baymax, Melanie, your other friends whom I don't know really well but Hiro does. You even have Aunt Cass to take care of you!"
"(Y/N), we've been through this," your mom stated firmly.
"Why can't you just re-marry or something? I don't mind having a stepfather!"
"Don't think I haven't read fairy tales," your mom said. "Your stepfather would never be a real father, you know that. And you know how mean stepsisters can be."
"Oh, so you've been reading a whole lot of Cinderella and stuff like that, right?" you cried. "Well this is not a fairy tale!"
"But I don't want you to suffer any more than you are now," your mom snapped weakly.
Those words stung you like a whip again, and you curled yourself in a ball, bending your knees and wrapping your arms around yourself as you cried, retreating as Hiro caught you in his arms again, hugging you from behind.
"Mom, you're killing yourself, and you're killing me," you cried defiantly.
Your mom just shut her eyes. "Please, (Y/N). We've been through this."
Defeated, you removed Hiro's arms from your waist and left the room, picking up the red case as you went, Hiro and Baymax following suit.
You turned to Baymax. "Can you give me a quick scan?"
Baymax did as you told. "Your blood pressure is elevating. This means you are stressed."
"I'm more than just STRESSED!" you screamed. "My mom is really leaving! And for her, there is no turning back!"
Hiro knelt beside you, realizing that holding your hand or putting an arm around your shoulders would not be enough for you to truly relieve yourself. He resorted in hugging you again, and you wrapped your arms around him again, unable to hold the tears back now.
"Shh...(Y/N), this is what she wanted, right?" Hiro asked you quietly.
"I...I..." you stammered, sniffling, before nodding. "I...couldn't accept it...but...if this...if this is...what she wants...she'll get it." You couldn't believe your ears. Your last hope for her to stay with you was now completely dashed and gone. Even Baymax seemed to accept her defeat.
For a while, you two remained silent, you crying it out while Hiro continued holding on to you. It was then that he really wanted to tell you, admit it to you, that he really liked you. But with you in this state, would you take Hiro's words for good?
"(Y/N)," he whispered.
You stopped sobbing to wipe the tears on the sleeve of your hoodie and look up at him. "Hmm?" you asked through a stuffy nose.
Hiro pulled out a tissue and you took it gratefully, blowing your nose and then throwing the tissue away in your study room. Then you went back to Hiro, unsure of what to say.
"(Y/N), listen," he said to you. "I know it's only been a couple days now, and I don't think you'll take this seriously, but...I seriously love you."
You looked up into his eyes, and a wry smile adorned your face, which suddenly made you feel really happy. "You...you do?"
Hiro nodded. "I know you're kind of broken to take me seriously, but...really. I do. I don't want you to be alone again. I promise to never leave your side. I'll stand by you."
As he said those words, an old tune popped into your mind.
"Oh, why you look so sad?
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
Don't be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through, cause I've seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you, you don't know what to do
Nothing you confess can make me love you less
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you."
You lifted a hand up and brought it to his cheek, gently caressing it, feeling a tingle go down your arm as you did so. You never expected his face to be so...flawless. Hiro didn't shy from your touch, and he brought his arm around your waist again as he brought you close.
"I...I love you too," you whispered. "You're handsome, smart, and...hey, at least not a huge jerk."
Baymax even stayed quiet as you felt Hiro lean in to you, very aware of his presence as you closed your eyes. And then, it happened. Hiro was kissing you, softly, gently, sweetly. You put a hand into his dark messy hair and brought him closer, but not so that the kiss would lead to something more heated.
When you finally pulled away, you gave him another wry smile and stroked his cheek one more time. "Thanks for standing with me, Hiro."
"I'll be with you, every step of the way," Hiro promised you. Looking out at the night sky now, he got up and deactivated Baymax quickly.
"I'm sorry, it's just getting late," Hiro apologized. "What are you going to do?"
"No idea," you admitted. "I really want to stay with my mom, but...something tells me if I do, I would forever be haunted. Yet, if I don't, I would be guilty if she dies without anyone beside her."
Hiro understood. "Hey, do you want me to stay with you tonight?"
You looked away, unsure of how to answer this. "I...I don't know...wouldn't Aunt Cass be worried?"
"I'll let her know," he told you, picking up his cell phone and calling her. After a bit, he hung up and said, "She said it's fine. Besides, you do need someone, right?"
"I don't want to call Melanie right now," you admitted. "She could be busy. But are you sure you don't mind? I mean, you being a college student and all..."
"Oh please," Hiro smirked. "You're talking to a genius, remember? I'm done my projects a while ago."
You smiled. "Alright then."
So after a bit, you prepared another pillow on your bed and even cleaned up your room just a little bit, so that it wasn't that messy, while Hiro took a shower. After a while, he came out wearing a too-big gym shirt your dad bought you once, and a pair of comfortable gym shorts.
"Nice going, Hamada," you joked, and Hiro laughed.
After your shower, you finished your homework in your study room within an hour and then returned to your room, only to find Hiro looking at some of your old pictures.
"That...that was your dad, right?" he asked, pointing to one of the pictures hanging in your room. In this picture, you and your parents were near a lake, arms wrapped around each other and smiling at the camera without a care in the world.
You nodded. "Yeah."
Hiro then moved on to the other photos--even your baby photos, which made you turn red, but he didn't say anything except, "you looked adorable."
Eventually, he put Baymax off to the side, and got onto the bed with you, yawning. "Well, it's been quite a night."
You nodded. "I'm going to miss my mom," you whispered, crying.
"Hey." Hiro took your hand again, and you felt warmth seep through your arm. "I'll be here. No nightmares, okay?"
"I hope not." You leaned over and kissed Hiro on the cheek. "Good night, Hiro."
"Good night, (Y/N)," he whispered back, and then the two of you fell asleep.
Your mom died the very next day. The operation was performed successfully, and you felt all the pressure of the world converge in your entire being.
You have lost your father three weeks ago.
You now lost your mom.
The funeral was to be held in two days time.
"No," you whispered to yourself, curling yourself up into a ball and crying again.