Who Did It? (Myself x Hanzo)

Melancholy

AU: Genji Shimada has unfortunately passed away due to 'unknown illness'. This takes place during Genji's funeral, and you're comforting Hanzo Shimada.

Hanzo, hands in his pockets, stood there motionless, staring at Genji's still body. His body laid there as pale as a ghost, still as beautiful as ever. His grave read 'Genji Shimada, beloved son, and brother; XXXX-2020.' Hanzo felt nothing, no sadness, regret, nor happiness. He couldn't think straight, nothing could come to his mind at that very moment. All thought was, why couldn't it have been him instead? Why did the world have to take away someone so important to him? Why didn't Genji tell anyone about the pain & suffering he was going through? Hanzo's stance wavered ever so slightly as his obsidian black eyes began to water. He didn't know why, but he started to miss the green blazen warrior who will soon lie underneath the heavy dirt. His focus at a loss as he took a cold step back. Eyes shifting away from the scene as he sighed. He wanted to beat his brother, after all these years, and he's won. Finally, but it's not how he wanted to. He wanted to win in a battle of glory, not the battle of time.

Next to him, was Kae, his fiancé, who was also mourning Hanzo's loss. She stood there quietly, glancing at Hanzo from time-to-time. She didn't want to bother Hanzo, but she couldn't help but look deep into his eyes. 'So cold', she thought. She couldn't help but grab his hand, reassuring him that it would be okay. They locked eyes for a brief moment, and as she held his hand, she could feel his strong grip loosening more and more for he was struck by grief for his dead brother. He eventually let go of my hand and continued to stare at Genji's casket. Eventually, his body was lowered, and he was peacefully put to rest.

Kae's perspective;

As I drove us home, I couldn't help but notice his cold eyes glaring out into the open world. It felt as if he was out of touch with reality. I wish he'd open up to me, even if it were to be little by little. After driving for a while, I finally gained enough confidence to say something, "How are you feeling about that?". I wanted to share the same feelings as him, whatever sorrow he felt, I wanted to feel it too. I wanted to let him know that he isn't alone. ".... I'm sorry..." He responded. "What's there to be sorry about? I know it wasn't your fault, who would've known Genji would've caught some sort of illness?" I responded. I was clueless as to what he meant, how was Genji's death his fault? "I couldn't prevent his passing, if only I had known Kae, there would have been a different outcome," Hanzo said, as his obsidian colored eyes had started to water, he put his face into his hands and started sobbing. I didn't know what else to do other than to console him, in which I pulled over & began to comfort him. I hugged him, in a moment that felt everlasting.

——CHAPTER 1; End.