Hello! CursedCardinal here and this is my first time actually uploading a story/attempt of my own. I have been on the site for years and after reading a few new ones from first timers i wanted to finally give in and see how good(or bad) i am. Please review and advice is always welcome. This isn't going to be completely cannon so please bear that in mind. I had an intro idea and the rest is slowly flowing through. Please review! I also promise to have it finished and not let it die before the end of it

To avoid any possible future confusion this will be reminded on each chapter that gets created

"parts of the story that look like this is thoughts of the characters"

"parts of the story that look like this are a flashback"

I do not own Overwatch besides my POP figures that I have of Lucio ^^

The day Hanzo Shimada finally accepted his sins and found peace with himself, was the day that a new challenge presented itself to him. In the form of his team-mate, Jesse McCree. He has faced his family hardship, went through a death match with his own brother, lived with guilt and shame at the thought of him being dead only to find out he survived.

Fight his brother again but now be at peace with one another, to look away from his family legacy and join the organization known as OverWatch. However, for some reason trying to look this southern cowboy in the eyes was something his body was not capable of without feeling his chest stressing and face becoming feverish. It was at that time he decided to pay a certain doctor a visit in hopes to see what ails him. Only He didn't expect the diagnose she was going to give him, nor the treatment she suggested he should try.

The beginning of spring after the last of the cold is gone was Hanzo favorite part of the season. The light warmth of the new day gracing his face was better than any morning tea he could ever savor. Today no missions were being assign since the latest major bad guy was brought down. Not enough multiple small crimes that require them either other than just the local authorities.

The third day off in a row, and the first one that he wouldn't need to finish up paperwork since that was finished within the last two days. "Today is a new day and one that is most calming." Hanzo breathed in the fresh crisp air of the new day. Exiting his living quarters, Hanzo walked down to the mess hall to start out the day with breakfast.

He just barely open the door when he heard two voices on the other side. "Now hold there Genji, it may seem that way but I can assure you there ain't nothing going on." The first voice giving reassurance was none other than Jesse McCree, or as he liked to be called just by his last half of his name.

"Well if you are certain of this then I suppose I was delving to much into something that was nonexistent." Genji then continue to sipping his morning tea with the side of wild berries and some nuts. McCree was enjoying a breakfast burrito mixed with potatoes eggs,peppers and some other spice that was added to the meal of his.

The smell flowed into Hanzo direction and felt more of his appetite increased some more. As Hanzo went towards the direction of already prepared food he paused before grabbing a plate as he noticed a presence behind him. "Well morning there partner, to what pleasure do we have to finally seeing you out of your room?" McCree asked as he placed his non-metallic hand onto Hanzo shoulders. The the simple gesture made Hanzo drop his plate. Not because he got shocked from the contact but for the sudden tinging feeling that slowly crept on him.

Genji noticed before McCree that his brother was a bit off this morning. He had never seen his brother lose focus even during both fights between them, not even when they reconciled. Genii slowly walked to his brother, worried that any sudden movement would be too much at the moment. Genji began to speak softly but enough for Hanzo to hear, " Hanzo, are you alright? You seem a bit…tense?".

Moving his hand from his shoulder, McCree firmly but gently took Hanzo hand and swing him around to face him. "You alright there? I didn't startle you to bad just now did I?" McCree was concerned since he never saw Hanzo so much as lose his balance while fighting let alone drop a plate. Hanzo felt his body turn and with that to the direct to the owner of the hand that held him.

He stared at both arms before guiding his eyes higher to the face releasing the voice that shook him just moments ago. "What has happened to me? Am I ill and do not realize it? No, I woke perfectly fine and went to bed just the same so why…" Hanzo train of thought was interrupted when he felt a warm object to chin tilting up. It was then that dawn at him McCree was guiding him to look upward towards his deep Azure blue eyes.

"Now friend, let me see wha….Hanzo? You seem to be getting as red as my grandma cherry pie, you coming down with something?" McCree asked as he placed his back side of his hands to his face to feel if indeed there was a fever to be worried about. Genji approached even closer in surprised "Maybe he caught something and only now has it surfaced. Perhaps you should go see Doctor Angela, brother."

However, Hanzo couldn't hear anything that his brother said, and he only caught pieces of what McCree mention. Confused why the rowdy cowboy was wanting pie in the morning. Once he felt that hand on his cheek though did he get that tingle feeling again. A burning sensation grew in the pit of his stomach and seem to rapidly crawl up his chest and beat away at him.

The sensation began to creep onto his face, specifically that spot where that welcoming hand was placed. And for the first time since being an infant ,Hanzo stuttered. " I…I see…I mean is that…" Genji decided enough was enough took hold of his arm and guided him out of the mess hall. "Come one brother, I understand you don't have to go even when necessary but I believe this counts as important." And with that the Shimada brothers left off to find the doctor. After the first few minutes Genji did let go of his brothers arm but made sure he didn't try to sneak his way out. After all, they were both ninja assassins and those skills were never lost just because they turned their back on the family tradition.