Hard Time Chapter 1

~{Hard Times Part 16}~

 Hanzo didn't want to be the one to think it, but Jesse held a good point. What made him more annoyed is that for years the Shimada had been sulking in his own guilt and it took a ridiculous American cowboy to make him realize it. "I want to see Genji. I think it's time to settle something that should have been dealt with long ago.

Jesse returned an odd look Hanzo wasn't entirely expecting, "As happy as I am to see you progressing, are you sure? Don't mean to sound so discouraging, but last time you went and saw him things didn't turn out too well. Plus with what just happened yesterday, I don't think it's wise to rush things so much." The cowboy tilted his head back gazing at the Shimada for a moment to make sure he was alright. However, it didn't take a genius to see how resentment in those dark brown eyes. Poor thing was still probably in some sort of realm arguing with his self thoughts. McCree has been there many times, and he found the light easy with speaking with Angela and Genji.

"I wasn't prepared then. Besides, I'm not even sure why you are bothering giving me this lecture now. You seemed confident with it previously. What changed?"

"Well first you didn't yell at me," McCree held up his pointer finger counting up each issue that happened within the past two or three days the Shimada has been here at Overwatch, "you didn't have a panic attack, didn't run away, didn't even-"

"Yes, yes I understand. I didn't give you any inclination of my personal problems with my brother. Can we focus on the task at hand? Unless you are not a man of your word, I need your help in coming to terms with my brother." There was a bit of desperation in his words. Hanzo felt like it was enough pressure as is constantly worrying about bumping into his brother again. Jesse's words were the motivation in finally getting this over. As the cowboy had stated himself, it's better to rip off the band-aid, than to let anything build up underneath.

For a moment McCree just remained staring giving a doubtful look, but otherwise nodded in his own style of acknowledgment. His eyes cast upon Hanzo's face just getting a good look at it. Trying to figure something else out on his own. The way Hanzo spoke, it just felt familiar. Kind of warming in a way. It was a bit unexplainable at that specific moment, but when looking and listening to the Shimada it felt like he was in a dream. In some sort of internal intuition there was something about the man.

"McCree?. . ." Hanzo said for the fourth time. The idiot had been staring at him for far too long. Perhaps if it wasn't for the uncomfortable feeling that was taken from it, Hanzo would be flattered. "McCree!" He shouted.

Jumping from the sudden raise in voice, Jesse snapped out of it. "Heh-sorry about that." He looked away scratching at his beard in a nervous way. "What were we talking about again?"

"My proposal for you to help find Genji."

"Right right, ah-oh! Why not ask Athena?"

"Are you alright? You seem distracted."

McCree gestured mindlessly shaking his head, "Just peachy." He kicked his legs back and forth letting his heels hit the back of the foundation. "Mind answering my question now?"

Hanzo squinted at the other finding it suspicious for him to be acting strange. "Hmph." He humphed. Finally his threatening gaze had softened when looking back towards the man, "I could ask Athena, but I figured it would be more comfortable if you were there." The words were said so casually that McCree didn't think too much behind those words.

"I make you feel comfortable?" McCree grinned cheekily towards Hanzo.

The archer widened his eyes and stiffened slightly. He snapped his head towards McCree and shouted back unnecessarily, "That is not what I meant!"