PoVs/Protagonists/Couples:
Hanzo (character belongs to Blizzard) x Ýri (OC)
Genji (character belongs to Blizzard) x Shizuka (OC)

WARNING:
This story will be a very long one, full of dialogs,drama and violence as well as grammar mistakes because none of the authors is a native English speaker. Some parts are for mature audiences only.

This is just a short glimpse into Genjis life after the dragons' confrontation. Next one will be about Hanzo again.

Chapter 27: Coming home (Genji x Shizuka)

As soon as the shuttle touched the ground in the small swiss village, Genji was out of the door and all but running towards a little house. He didn't even check if his master was following, so strong was the urge to see her again. He almost took the door out of its hinges in his impatience.

»Genji, how often did I tell you that the door opens easily on its own?«, her voice reached his ears.

Oh, how he missed hearing her, even if she was reprimanding him. He wasted no time, scooping her up into his arms and twirling her around.

»Tadaima~ I am finally back«, he said with a laugh.

Shizuka smiled, returning his hug.

»Okaeri«, she answered in the traditional greeting. Welcome home indeed. He placed a kiss upon her head, having removed his mask in the shuttle already.

»I missed you«, he told her honestly, even though he had only been gone for two weeks.

»And I missed you«, she said and then added. »Did you leave Master Zenyatta alone to tend to the shuttle again?«

He blushed. »Woops, my bad. I just couldn't wait to see you again.«

Shizuka rested her head on his chest. »I know. I would have done the same.«

It didn't take his master long to catch up with them. Shizuka immediately greeted him with a formal bow. Ever since he had introduced these two to each other, they had formed an easy friendship by talking about religious teachings. It all went over Genji's head, but he didn't care as long as the two most important persons in his life were happy.

»I have made tea and some biscuits, so why don't we sit down to catch up properly? I am sorry I can't offer you something as well, master.«, Shizuka said with an apologetic bow, which the monk waved off.

»It is fine, my dear. The good company is enough for me«, he replied.

Genji made for the kitchen, hoping to steal some of surely delicious food without his little priestess noticing.

Ouch! No such luck. Shizuka looked at him sternly, after smacking his hand away from the plate.

»I think, you can wait the few seconds it will take to get everything on the table«, she chided him before she took the plate with the biscuits – chocolate chip, his favorite – to the table in the living room. Grumbling he followed her, carrying the tea.

After she prepared everything according to her satisfaction and Genji was finally allowed to devour the biscuits, she turned to Zenyatta. »Did you have any trouble on your latest journey, master?«, she asked, taking a sip from her sencha.

»None at all. In fact I think we made quite the progress this time«, his master answered calmly.

»I am glad to hear that«, her blue gaze landed on him as she continued. »Did you stalk your brother again?«

Genji sputtered. »I did not STALK him! I observed him!«, he defended himself, only causing her to roll her eyes.

»Sure. So how did the ›observation‹ go?«, she asked instead.

He tried hard not to let his embarrassment show. »Well … it kind of … got out of hand?«, he said, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.

Nothing is worse than the fury of a woman. And no woman's fury matches up to Shizuka's. But he could be biased in that area.

»How so?«, she asked her tone icy calm. Genji's instincts screamed danger and damn it, if that didn't turn him on. Two weeks apart were definitely too long …

»He took notice of me and we clashed. That's all about it … «

Her eyebrow rose. »Oh really?«

Goddammit, he felt like a little boy again, who got scolded by his mother.

»Fine. I showed him my face. After I had him at my mercy and spared him.«

»You what?!«, he winced at her sudden yell. When Torbjörn enhanced his cyborg ears, it certainly wasn't with angry females in mind. »Do you know how dangerous that was?! He could have tried to kill you again!«

He snorted as he remembered Hanzo almost immediately pointing another arrow at him. »No, he was much too shocked to think about that. All in all I would say it went better than expected.«

Shizuka settled down at that, having noticed his calm and peaceful expression. She knew the matter had bothered him for a long while now. So, she nodded. »That's good to hear«, she took another sip of her tea.

»Indeed«, he replied, drinking from his own cup.

A comfortable silence settled over the three persons in the room. Genji let his thoughts drift off and they involuntarily came back to the second confrontation he had with his brother in Japan.

The universe must really hate us Shimadas. That meeting couldn't have possibly been a coincidence. Not with the place being a jewelry store.

»What's on your mind, my love?«, Shizukas clear voice called him from his musings.

»I was just thinking about what happened after my clash with Hanzo in Hanamura castle.«

A wordless prompt from her urged him to continue, so he did.

»Well … «

He stood next to a slack jawed Hanzo in front of the giant billboard broadly displaying the truth. The president of the United States had been murdered. And Sìgurd was held responsible.

»What?!«

Genji winced at Hanzos outburst. Carefully he guided him away from passersby's, who all gave them strange looks.

»How could this have happened?! I was only gone for a little while!« Hanzo looked to be in a state of mild hyperventilation.

Something not at all surprising if you knew what consequences this turn of events would bring.

»I know, brother. But you have to calm down. There is nothing you can do for him«, he told him softly.

Hanzo's eyes were almost empty, when he turned to look at him.

»Are you sure Ýri got away?«, he whispered, desperation coloring his voice.

»She is nowhere to be found. Since the news got out, she disappeared completely. Not even the two Overwatch agents on the case could find her yet«, Genji tried to calm him. Again.

»So there is hope, that I will find her.«

Genjis heart grew heavy. It was obvious Hanzo cared for her more than he had ever cared for anyone before. Not even his younger brother …

»Brother, even if she managed to escape, she can't stay hidden forever. Not with every bounty hunter and assassin after her head. It will only be a matter of time.«

Instead of accepting his words though, a new determination lit Hanzos eyes aflame.

»Then I will just have to find her before them«, he said with a conviction that startled Genji. The last time he had seen his brother that determined was seconds before he tried to kill him. That meant, he had to be careful now, or he would land his brother in even more danger.

»And how do you plan to do that? You have no idea where to start.«

Hanzo shook his head. »Maybe I don't, but I bet on my bow that Sígurd knows at least something. If only I could talk to him.«

A sick feeling churned in Genji's gut. Should he tell him? Or should he leave his brother to his own devices?

With a mental curse he realized, no matter what, Hanzo would go after that woman. Might as well make sure he would survive to actually have a chance of finding his missing student.

Just a student, my ass. Poor Hanzo, I wonder when he will realize, what it really is, that he feels towards her. And he pitied the woman, who had managed to make the Hanzo Shimada, the cold block of ice, fall in love with her.

»My master and I could give you a ride to Washington. We could make it just before they execute Sígurd«, he said slowly.

Hanzos head snapped towards him. »Really?!«

Genji nodded. »If we play our cards right you may get to speak with him.«

He had to stop at the determined look that entered his brother's eyes. »Oh no, don't even think about that. Not even you would be able to break him out of the security hold. Or even if you could, there is nowhere for you to run.«

At his words Hanzo deflated, having come to the same conclusion.

»He doesn't deserve this«, he spoke quietly.

Genji shrugged. »Life is not fair. We both know that better than anyone else«, he continued. »So do you want to go there anyway?«

After a while he nodded. »I have to. I owe it to him and Ýri.«

»Very well. Follow me, I will talk with Master Zenyatta about making a detour.«

Without looking back, Genji set of to where he knew his master would wait with the shuttle. He had asked for the extra time to decide on the perfect gift for Shizuka. Even now the ring and its implications weighted heavily in his bag. But it was the good kind of heavy. You just knew it would change your life forever and you couldn't wait for it to happen.

»Master«, he said, bowing respectfully, which Zenyatta returned.

»I see you have returned. Did you find what you were looking for, my student?«

He nodded. »I have. But I have also found someone else.« He gestured to Hanzo, who stood awkwardly to the side, throwing suspicious glares to anyone who got too close to him.

To his credit, the omnic didn't show any visible reaction to his company. Well, not that omnics are easy to read in terms of facial expressions,he thought wryly.

»I see. You have found yourself a lost soul«, even with his back turned towards his brother he could feel his bristling at the remark. Genji smiled beneath his mask.

»You could say that«, he answered having trouble to keep his amusement out of his voice.

Next thing he knew, was his master floating in front of Hanzo. »I am delighted you chose to follow your brother's guidance and join us in our search for tranquility.«

»Huh?« Hanzo's confused face was so priceless, this time Genji actually broke down laughing.

»No, no, master, he is not here for your teachings and I doubt he will ever indulge in them.« Genji spoke up, after he could finally breathe again.

»Right. My brother offered to take me with your shuttle to Washington.« Hanzo spoke up awkwardly, obviously not knowing how to deal with the situation.

»Oh, why is that?«, Zenyatta enquired.

»There is someone I need to meet there. And another one I need to find quickly«, Hanzo said, leaving out just who exactly he was talking about.

»If that is the case, we will be happy to help you.« Zenyatta said and gestured for them to enter the shuttle. »If time is of the essence, we should not waste more of it.«

Hanzo was only too readily agreed. The urge to go and find his student was obviously very strong within him. Another wave of pity overcame Genji. He kind of wanted his brother to find her before anything tragic happened, but he also wanted to tell him to leave it to McCree and Dr. Ziegler. He knew they were better suited to take care of her.

Somehow, he found himself sitting next to his brother, when the shuttle started. After ten years of having no interactions with each other, one hating the other regretting … it was bound to be one awkward ride to Washington …

»And was it?«, Shizuka asked.

»Oh yes. Most of the time we just spend in awkward silence. But I felt it every time he stared at me, but whenever I turned my head, he would pretend to stare at the opposite wall. It was nerve wrecking to be honest«, Genji answered, suppressing a shudder.

»Although, if we consider their history, I would say it was quite tame«, his master spoke up nonchalantly.

»In your opinion maybe. Let's just say tensions were high and leave it at that« he said, taking another biscuit and scarfing it down whole, not even caring about the stern look his priestess girlfriend gave him for his lack of table manners.

»So what happened, when you arrived in Washington?«, Shizuka asked instead, taking a sip of her tea in such an oversophisticated fashion, she knew would annoy him. He gave a low growl at that but began to recount once again.

»We're here«, Genji said, shaking Hanzo's shoulder to rouse him from the light doze he had fallen into about half an hour ago.

His brother blinked a few times, took a look around and he could see the exact moment awareness returned to him.

»Right«, a cold determination colored his voice as he stood up.

»Wait a second«, Genji stopped him. »You can't just waltz in there. They will catch you and execute you right next to Sígurd«, he continued. Hanzo's glare was something he was still used to, despite the long time not seeing it, so he wasn't affected by it at all.

»Then I won't get caught«, he said stubbornly. Genji suppressed a sigh. Was this how Zenyatta felt when he first began teaching him? How did his master stand him?

»Shimada skills or not. With that kind of security, you will be caught. Especially since we came here unprepared.«

»So, you are saying we came all the way here to do nothing?!«, Hanzo yelled.

Damn, his cyborg ears for amplifying sounds even more.

»No, of course not. What I am saying is you need a plan.«

Hanzo crossed his arms. »I already have a plan.«

»Busting in there and killing everyone is not a good plan, Hanzo«, Genji said, having trouble to keep the exasperation out of his voice.

»What else do you want me to do?!«, Hanzo shouted instead.

He stepped back to let his master float forward, carrying a bundle of clothes.

»It's simple. You disguise yourself as a monk.«

Now confusion replaced the anger on his brother's face. »Eh?«

Zenyatta continued: »The Shimbali monks are well received in many places and we have a wide ranged authority as priests. Pretending to be one of our students to give a last prayer to a doomed soul, they should let you in.«

Hanzo raised his eyebrow as he took the offered clothes, unraveling them to find a simple robe in the Shimbali colors.

»There is only one problem with this. I am no omnic. They will never believe me.«

Genji picked up the question underneath. »That's why master Zenyatta and I will accompany you to the gates to verify you.«

A slight sliver of hope wormed its way into Hanzo's next words. »You really think that could work?«

Genji shrugged. »We have to find out.«

Hanzo nodded and went to change.

Genji thanked the gods that there was a hood included, otherwise they would probably have recognized Hanzo right away. It didn't take long before they walked down the shuttle doors into the direction of the gates of the prison.

As expected the guards stopped them immediately. »Who are you?! State your names and purpose?!«

Zenyatta floated forward. »Greetings. I am Zenyatta of the Shimbali order. We have heard what happened, such a tragedy«, he calmly stated.

»Yeah, yeah. Why are you here?«, the guard grunted, not impressed.

»We came here to offer a last prayer for the convicted Sígurd Ragnarfír.«

The guards exchanged confused looks. »Seriously? You don't really think we believe that, do you?«

Genji stepped next to his master. »If not, why don't you ask your superiors if they really want it to get out that an honorable member of the Shimbali was turned away on their guards' orders. The press will tear you apart for that. You know that, right?«

Now the guards looked visibly uneasy.

»We'll ask. Just stay here until then.«

Genji smirked underneath his mask. He knew they would get permission. After what happened to Mondatta the popularity of the Shimbali monks rocked sky-high. Everyone who didn't mind omnics sympathized with them. It was a different kind of influence than he had with the Shimada clan, but he preferred it.

The guards, who had retreated a little farther back to converse with their superiors stepped closer again.

»You got permission. But only one of you and only for five minutes.«

Zenyatta raised his hand placatively. »We need no more«, he said and gestured for his disguised brother to step forward.

»This is one of my acolytes. He will be the one to do the honor of this task«, he told them.

Left to say, the guards didn't like it. »Him? We thought you will do it.«

»I am sad to say I have to leave right away. But my acolyte has another mission here and has the time to make a slight detour.«

Hanzo gave a short bow. »I assure you I can perform the task the honorable master Zenyatta gave me.«

His voice was steady but Genji knew that under the hood, Hanzo was cringing. His brother was a straight forward kind of guy, subtlety and acting really wasn't his forte.

Thankfully master Zenyatta helped out again. »He possess the same qualifications as I do, so he is suited to carry out this task. I prefer my students to get hands on experience themselves after a certain level of training so they may understand my teachings better.«

And that wasn't even a lie. The monk had done it with Genji more than once.

Finally, the guards relented. »Very well. He may go.«

With a last nod and bow towards them, for appearances sake, Hanzo followed the guards inside the building.

Back in the shuttle Genji turned to his master. »Do you think he can do it?«

»Your brother is very determined to achieve his goals.«

And if that was a yes or no, Genji would never manage to figure out.

»So you just left him there? In the middle of a security prison?« Shizuka's incredulousness was tangible.

»We had no other choice«, he told her. »It was that or get into even deeper trouble.«

She had to relent to that. »Do you know what happened to him afterwards?«

He shook his head. »No. But since the news haven't been all over his death, I believe he made it out in one piece.«

She nodded. »Then there is nothing more we can do, but wait for either Jesse and Angela, Hanzo or the bounty hunters to find her«, her voice was grave.

»Indeed«, he answered just as troubled, reminding the strong-headed blond Viking.

From there on, the conversation took a lighter turn again, when Zenyatta spoke up and asked Shizuka about her doings in their absence. His little priestess was only too eagerly to fell into an exited story telling about her work at the local hospital and how she took over her mentor's position, when Dr. Ziegler went out to search for Ýri. Ever since, she got her medical degree four years back Shizuka's career as a doctor took a straight upwards path. She still traveled with her teacher all over the world, never losing her passion for the medical arts.

Genji didn't notice when a stupid smile overtook his face as he got lost in thought while staring at his love. His master must have noted his adoring look and decided to embarrass him. At least that was, what it looked like to Genji.

»That is wonderful, my dear. But it makes me wonder, have you ever thought about a more permanent arrangement with my student?«

Genji choked on his tea in shock. Yes, he had told his master about his plans and why he wanted to make an extra stop, but that didn't mean he was ready to tell Shizuka of those plans yet!

»A permanent arrangement?«, she asked confused.

Next to her, Genji shook his head frantically, trying to get his master to stop talking. That's not how I want to ask her!

»Yes, with you still accompanying Dr. Ziegler and my student still feeling the need to protect me on my travels, there is hardly time at all for the two of you to spend in private«, Zenyatta continued as if he hadn't seen Genjis panic at all.

Shizuka nodded, suddenly a lot more subdued, making him turn to her in concern.

»I know. But with the world being as it is, I guess it can't be helped«, she said quietly. Genji felt guilty. He knew their situation wasn't ideal, but if it bothered her that much, why didn't she say anything?

Because she's Shizuka. He thought, and out of instinct put an arm around her.

»That is why I thought a permanent living arrangement would help with that«, his master said and before Genji could ask what he meant, Zenyatta added: »If you want to and if your teacher agrees with it, I would like for you to live with us in Nepal, when you are not out traveling.«

Genji gaped. His master couldn't possibly mean that. That has to be too good to be true! Shizuka had a similar surprised reaction.

»R-Really?«, she asked, voice trembling. Then a brilliant smile lit up her face. »I would love to!«, she all but shouted.

A warm feeling bloomed in his chest. They were going to live together soon. Like a real couple. Well, they would still travel most of the time, but they would have a place to return to and just be with each other. They would finally have a place to call home. Overwhelmed by that thought, he pulled her close and kissed her. Shizuka let out a surprised squeak, giving him the chance to deepen their kiss. Gods, how I've missed this. When she melted into the kiss, one of his hands wandered down to her waist to press her even closer.

A polite cough startled them both out of their private moment. Immediately they jumped apart, Shizuka with a beet red face and even he blushed slightly.

»Sorry, master. I don't know what came over me«, he apologized, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. Normally he didn't care, if someone watched them kiss, but somehow his master was another matter.

»Peace, my student, no harm has been done. Yet I see, that the two of you still have much catching up to do. So I will take my leave now«, Zenyatta spoke calmly but with an air of parental amusement.

»Thank you, master«, Shizuka said, still with that adorable blush.

Goddammit, you haven't seen her for two weeks and here you are acting like a horny teenage boy!

»There is no need to thank me, my dear. It fills my processor with joy to see the two of you in such harmony.«

Genji was sure, that if Zenyatta could have winked at them, he would have done it.

Since he couldn't though, the monk simply floated towards the door. They waved him off and waited until his ship was no longer visible on the horizon.

Genji pulled her back inside when he felt her shiver against him in the crisp air of the approaching dusk.

»So how long do we have?«, she asked, starting to clean the table.

He leaned against the door, watching her. »Don't think about that now. Tonight I just want to be close to you.«

She let out an agreeing hum, not realizing that his thoughts took a lewder turn. Especially since she presented her backside to him. Genjis inner dragon purred at the sight. Get a grip Shimada, it's only been two weeks! He took another look and almost growled out loud.

While he tried to get his thoughts back in order, Shizuka went past him to kitchen.

»How about we call it a day?«, she asked when she came back out again.

Genjis head snapped up at that. Argh, who cares?!

»Sounds good to me«, he purred and pulled her in another kiss. When he ended it again, both of them were panting. When he saw the dazed look in her eyes, a seductive smirk lifted his lips.

»You didn't really think I would allow you to go to sleep just like that, did you?«, he whispered in her ear.

In the next moment, he picked her up bridal style and carried her in the direction of their bed. There is that cute blush again~

»But I have to be on time tomorrow!«, she squeaked.

»Not my problem«, he cheerily responded, shifting his hold on her so he could get the door open. Once inside, he almost threw her on the bed and followed so that he was hovering over her. »Don't worry, I will take good care of you~«, he said and leaned down.

Left to say, none of them got much sleep that night.

[Next chapter is to be published at the 15th June.]