McCree X Hanzo: Twin Dragons at High Noon

Chapter Two:

The cherry blossoms were even more beautiful than he remembered. It had been a whole year since he was home. Can he even consider Hanamura his home anymore? No. Not after what he did.

Hanzo looked down at the city. He swore he would never come back, but there was one exception; his brother. Hanzo made it a priority to visit every year on the same day to pay his respects to Genji. Yes, the skilled warrior may have tried to bury his past, but he could never forget about his little brother. It had been years since the incident, but the wound was still fresh.

Hanzo wouldn't actually do his prayer until later that night, but he decided that it wouldn't hurt to see what kind of security he would have to get through. Not that Hanzo was worried because he was fairly confident he could overtake any person that was placed on guard.

He wouldn't normally hide his appearance, however it was still light outside and he didn't want to be sought out before tonight, so he wore a hood and covered up his man tit that, for some God-known-reason, he just loves to flaunt. I mean yes, he has a bad ass tattoo, but doesn't he ever get cold? Anyways...

It was weird for Hanzo to be walking these streets again. He couldn't say he recognized the citizens because the Shimada Clan were assassins, not friendly neighbors that would welcome others with baked goods. It was more like a welcome with a stab to the back.

However, there was one person that caught his attention. I mean, why wouldn't he?!

To put it simply, the man looked like he came straight out of an old western movie. He wore a ridiculous cowboy hat that, if angled correctly, covered most of his face. He had a bright red cape on. He wore a belt and, in gold engraving, read 'BAMF.' (Whatever that meant.) The stranger also seemed to have a mechanical arm, and with it he would raise and lower a foul-smelling cigar to his mouth, which he insisted on taking long drags from.

Hanzo could not deny, even from twenty odd feet away, he could tell this man was quite attractive. Why would Hanzo deny this?! (By the way, Hanzo is openly gay. #NoShame) Any sane person would immediately swoon at the sight of this guy. It seems the theory was correct because it didn't take long before a crowd began to flock around him. Shit, if there had not been a ton of people, and it was any day but today, Hanzo might have approached this man with a promise of karaoke, sake, and a good time. ;)

It seemed like no time had passed when the handsome fella' started to get negative attention. I guess people were not too happy that their significant others were awestruck by some pretty boy. Like expected, things started to get heated, and threats were being thrown out. The mischievous man looked highly uncomfortable, and it was obvious he did not know how to diffuse the situation.

Hanzo knew that if he did not offer some kind of assistance that fists were soon to be flying. So, Hanzo did what he thought he should; he charged into the sea of people.

There goes his cover. What a God damn idiot!