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 chapter is still un-betaed, but we didn't want you guys to wait any longer. So here it is anyway.

EDIT: Now it is, thanks again PawsForEffect. You're awesome!

Chapter 37: Returning Home

Shit. Panic seized him. Hanzo stared back at her feeling helpless. Ýri still seemed a little dizzy from fighting Shizuka's sleeping tea, but it was clear she noticed him. He didn't know what to do, but he knew he had to do something. Right now she was just staring back at him clearly in shock.

Say something, Hanzo prayed. Anything.

»You … « Her voice was just a whisper. »What are you doing here?«

He could not answer. He wanted to. He wanted to say something. Something meaningful. Something to make her understand how much he missed her, but instead he opened and closed his mouth like a fish.

He tried once more. »Ýri … « His voice was weak and immediately crashed again. Hanzo had never felt that vulnerable before.

»What are you doing here?« Her tone was icy.

Hanzo frowned. »There was the little wolf I found, I thought … I mean … if I … we could … «

She carefully picked up the little puppy from his lap. »Thank you.« There was still no emotion in her face or in her voice. »Now be on your way.«

»Ýri, please. Hear me out,« he pleaded. She couldn't send him away just like that, not without hearing him out at least. He wouldn't be able to take it.

»What is there to talk about?!« She suddenly yelled at him. »Just leave like the coward you are! And you two,« she now glared at Genji and Shizuka, »that you would go behind my back like that! I can't believe it!« She seized the wolf pup and made for the door.

»Ýri!« Hanzo tried to grab her arm, but she avoided him. »Please, listen to me!«

»What is there to hear?! You left me behind without any explanation, in case you have forgotten!«

»Well, excuse me for trying to make sure you live a little longer!,« he replied. »You have enough people after you even without me adding the Shimada to that!«

»What a cheap excuse,« she shot back at him with a glare that would have murdered everyone in plain sight, if only possible. »The truth is much more simple.«

»It is.« Hanzo said, arms crossed. »I did not want you to get hurt. This is indeed very simple.«

»Not hurting me?!« A pained laugh escaped her. »Seriously?! You couldn't have hurt me more with what you did!«

»With protecting you?!« Hanzo did not understand.

»No! Leaving me without a word!«

»I did and it was wrong,« he admitted. »But I still care about you more than about anything else and that is why I will not take advantage of you!«

»This whole relationship was to your advantage!,« she shouted and then added »Ohhh, wait! In your eyes it wasn't even a relationship, sorry, I forgot.«

He felt close to tears, when seeing her so furious and unforgiving towards him. »I would have loved nothing more than to call you my mate, but I don't even know how a proper relationship is supposed to work! Sooner or later you would have realized too, that I am not what you need nor what you deserve!«

»Now there is the cowardly dragon speaking again!,« she snarled, but her voice started trembling a little.

»Goddammit, Ýri! What is it you want me to say?!«

»I just- why are you still here?! Why don't you just-« She gestured towards the door.

»No,« he replied with a now stern voice. »If you want me to leave, then tell me. Look at me and tell me that you want me gone never to return again and I will.«

She looked at him with emotionless eyes and Hanzo already felt his heart breaking, but when she opened her mouth, not one word came forward. She turned her head away, cursing him in Norwegian, before facing him with a determined expression, but still no word came forward.

»Just do it,« he continued to provoke her. »Curse me, beat me, hurt me all you want but I still have to hear it from you.«

Instead of unleashing her frustration and pain on him, she just turned to the door and left his brother's quarters.

Hanzo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, internally counting up to ten before he breathed out again. Again. And again. And again. Then he went after her.

It took him a while to find her. He chose a wrong turn twice and ended up close to Genji's rooms again, but after another try he found a large practice range. The little wolf pup was lying in a corner yawning, but his ears went up and he started wagging his tail when recognizing Hanzo.

»Still exhausted but at least happy, I see.« Hanzo gave him a short pat. »So? Where is your mistress?« He did not have to ask again, because in the next moment he heard the pitiful whines of some practice dummies.

Hanzo carefully approached her from behind and winced as another dummy's head was forcefully swooped off his metallic shoulders by a training pole. It hit the floor with a loud clank that made Hanzo shiver. Goddammit, I am a dragon and certainly not scared of a bear. A she-bear … a very furious one …

»Aim a little higher,« he said on impulse.

»Did I ask for your opinion?!«, was her sharp reply.

»Of course not, I apologize.« He was surprised at his own sarcastic tone. »No idea what came over me.«

He could not help himself but to watch her for a while. He admired her strong and precise movements, her slim but yet toned body, the well-trained muscles showing on her arms while she was swinging the pole with such force, the slight drops of sweat forming on her skin, her panting breath …

Gods, she is beautiful …, he caught himself thinking. Oh, dammit. It is surely not the time to think of such things now, he cursed himself.

»Why can't you just piss off?!« Another dummy crashed under her blow. »How shall I ever be able to forget you, if you keep showing up whenever you want?!«

»Maybe I don't want you to forget,« he answered hoarse.

»But it hurts!,« she yelled, smashing another dummy. »It hurts every fucking moment!«

»And I am sorry for having caused you to feel that way!,« he shouted at her. Then he groaned and stumbled back when her training pole hit his stomach. »I deserved that one, but don't think I won't defend myself if you are continuing like that!«

»Pathetic!,« she yelled before attacking him again.

»You want a fight?! I give you a fight!« Hanzo blocked the pole and disarmed her, before he brought her down – all in one move.

She jumped back to her feet like he taught her what seemed to be ages ago. She moved swiftly and well-coordinated. Before he knew it, he felt one of his own daggers pressed against his throat.

»If you really hate me that much, go on. Do it,« he whispered. »Do the world a favor and get rid of the big bad dragon.«

»No … ,« she withdrew from him. »I am no cold-blooded Shimada.« She wanted to hand him the dagger.

»No. It was a present long ago and still belongs to you,« Hanzo refused. »Like I do,« he whispered.

Now she fell silent. The fury left her face and turned to surprise and disbelief.

Hanzo tensed. »I was a fool,« he was finally able to say and suddenly all the words burst out of him like a storm breaking lose. »A total and complete fool, leaving you like that. I just … seeing you with all these people. Better people. Your friends … I suddenly felt so out of place and not needed any longer … I got scared. I still am. I know, I do not deserve you. Now less than ever, but … the last few days, I realized that I want to be with you, Ýri. Not just as a mentor or friend … I … as your mate … if you are a willing to grant me that chance.«

»Scared?,« she whispered after a while. »Why?«

He sighed. Hanzo had hoped for a different response. Nevertheless he felt like he owed her an honest answer. »Every time I had something precious, it was ripped away from me. But it is not just that … «

»What else?,« she demanded to know.

»I was scared of failing you as a partner … the feeling wasn't so strong when it was just the two of us. But when we arrived here, I thought … now you will realize that I am not … the ideal man to get involved with.«

»Then why did you return?,« she continued, her tone slightly losing its sharpness.

»Because … I do not know what to do anymore. I cannot guarantee your safety any longer. But I cannot leave you behind either. I don't want to be without you and I am just sick of running.«

»So what are you going to do now?« Her voice grew weak.

»Try to grow into the mate you deserve,« he declared. »If … if you are willing to let me.«

»I need to think this through … ,« she finally said and Hanzo felt as if she had hit him with the pole again.

But at the other hand, what did I think would happen? Forgive and forget? I left her behind, hurt her, betrayed her trust … of course she needs time.

»As you wish,« he silently replied. Hanzo had said all he left unsaid for too long. Now all he could do was to wait. It was not a »No« but still he felt somewhat rejected as she picked up her pole and left the practice range.

From the edges of the practice range he stared into the depths of the ocean. Watching the waves meeting the building calmed him somewhat. Suddenly a small huff and a scratch at his side distracted him. He turned and looked down.

»You again? Has she forgotten you here?« The pup stared up at him with a pitiful whine. »Hungry? What else … « He got to his feet and picked the wolf up. »I will bring you to her then … «

He made his way through this maze of an operation base. When he found her room, his heart-beat increased. Hanzo did not dare to knock. Am I really that pathetic? He took a deep breath and gathered his courage. Finally he managed a knock. Then another. Still no answer.

»Ýri? Are you here?« Silence. Hanzo started worrying and pushed the door open.

»Goddammit, can't you just wait for a minute?! I was taking a shower!« There she stood with only a towel covering her and obviously very angry at him – what was obviously nothing new.

»I-I did not … I did not hear … I … I just wanted … you forgot your puppy … « Hanzo finally managed to say. He placed the wolf on the ground and turned away, beet red. »My apologies.«

»There are some meat-leftovers in the fridge,« she sighed and retreated to the bedroom.

Hanzo tended to the hungry wolf in the meantime and when she reappeared it almost caused him another heart-attack. »A dress? You?,« he asked. The thing she was wearing was simple, short and way too tight fitting. Damn, this situation is getting more and more awkward …

»It is comfortable,« she answered, »and the climate here is far too warm for my taste.«

»Ýri, listen … « He approached her hesitatingly. »I am sorry. I know I made a grave mistake. But please, give me some response. Any response.«

She looked up and let him reduce the distance between them, but still she gave him no answer.

»Ýri, please. This is killing me,« Hanzo pleaded with a voice he hardly recognized as his own.

»You will never do that again, you hear me?,« she finally said. »If we enter a relationship together, death is the only excuse I accept for you leaving.«

If we … ? She is not sending me away? A giant wave of relief swept over him.

»I will never leave again as long as you don't want me to.«

He pulled her into his arms and held her tight, afraid someone or something could take her from him again. His lips met hers. She felt warm and soft against him. He suddenly noticed his hands wandering down her sides on instinct, so he put them around her again pressing her body against his. She wrapped one arm around his neck responding to his touch, even deepening their kiss until it became rough and longing. A throaty growl escaped him and Hanzo breathlessly pulled away, afraid he would go too far otherwise.

»I hope this means you allow me to stay?,« he asked.

She gently stroked a strand of hair off his face and watched him closely. »Stay. You look like you could use some good rest.«

Hanzo followed her into her bedroom and sat down. »I haven't slept much during the last few days, indeed,« he confessed. »I don't know … I just … don't sleep that well, when you are not there … lying next to me.«

She was standing right in front of him. Despite the dim light Hanzo thought he saw her even more clearly. The tension which had seized them during their kiss had not worn off yet.

»You are the first woman I … « Hanzo looked away, a little ashamed. »I never felt like this before and I never wanted to be with someone either … «

She did not say a word. Instead she gazed back at him. Somehow determined, but also a little shy. She did not break their eye contact, not even for a second as she brushed of her dress' straps off her shoulders. His eyes followed every move, admiring every new part of her pale skin being revealed.

Hanzo gasped, when the fabric dropped to the ground and immediately looked up into her face when he realized she wasn't wearing anything beneath it. Her gaze turned from determined to insecure. She started to tremble and tried to cover herself with her arms.

»No, don't,« he whispered and slowly got to his feet. Hesitatingly he reached out and gently caressed her cheek. »You are so beautiful … «

She wanted to say something and her hand went down trying to hide the burn scar on her hip, but he caught her hand with his and slightly shook his head. »You don't need to hide from me,« he whispered.

In fact he wanted to see all of her, just as she was and no scar could diminish her beauty in his eyes. He gently stroked over the scar, his hand wandering up her side, up her arm, further up to her shoulder until it was resting on her neck. She shut her eyes and leaned closer to him until he could feel the heat of her body through the fabric of his shirt.

He wrapped his arms around her again and gently caressed her back, placing soft kisses along her shoulder and neck. A silent gasp escaped her and Hanzo chuckled against her soft skin. Her own hand was wandering down his side now, stopping at the edge of his shirt. She looked at him and he nodded his agreement, tensing while she pulled the cloth off him.

Now he was the one feeling insecure with all the scars of his Shimada-life revealed for her to see. With one finger she gently traced over the scar on the right side of his chest. Hanzo shivered, closing his eyes, while she continued exploring his upper body. Her hands went lower and then stopped again. This time on his belt and a short strained hiss escaped him.

The rest of his clothes met the ground soon after and Hanzo hesitatingly reached out, pulling her into his arms and pressing their bodies together. He groaned at the sensation of feeling her bare skin against his. This feeling of intimacy, closeness and silent comfort was far beyond what he had always imagined in his dreams.

This is better. Much better.

The most beautiful thing he ever felt. Gently he guided her down on the bed. Then he hesitated again, before hovering over her. He carefully caressed her face, not letting his eyes leave from hers for one second – hers almost seemed to glow bright green in anticipation and he got enraptured at the sight. Hanzo leaned down and kissed her tenderly.

With no rush he started to explore her body. He kissed her again and again until he felt bold enough for his lips to travel down her jaw line, along her neck and a soft moan escaped her when he gently bit the sensitive spot, while his hands moved on to her breasts carefully squeezing them until another moan escaped her. He felt her widening her legs beneath him and he reached down to her private parts with one hand, but then stopped, unsure.

»W-what is wrong?,« she asked and Hanzo looked up into her face with the adorable blush of arousal.

How many times did I dream of her looking at me like that? With such affection … and desire. He felt a tension raising inside him, growing with every passing second. The dragons were urging him to proceed, but … »I don't want to hurt you.« That he never touched a woman before sprung back into his mind. »I-I don't want to do anything wrong … « A weak, nervous chuckle escaped him. »And I at least want to do this better than Björn.«

She gazed at him with a rather serious expression. »I never let him touch me.«

»W-what?« Hanzo looked back in sheer disbelief. »But I thought … He always said … «

She shook her head, blushing even more.

»That little bastard … « So the damn Viking lied to me. »I am … your first as well?«

She nodded.

Being the first to touch her, the first to lay with her, the first she was granting herself to … being able to experience that together with her aroused him incredibly.

The soft smile did not leave her face when she was stroking his cheek and kissing along his throat. Then she obviously gathered her courage, took his hand and guided him down between her legs.

»Are you sure?«, he whispered.

»Yes.« She paused. »I want it to be you,« she continued after a moment.

Hanzo nodded and moved down the last few inches himself. He gently touched her privates trailing down from the small pearl deeper into her already wet and hot cave, carefully inserting one finger. She moaned silently and moved towards his touch, when he started a slow pace.

That was it. He could not take it any longer. With a feral growl he settled himself between her legs pressing their bodies together. She embraced him with both arms kissing him senseless.

But when he managed to enter her with his tip, she flinched. Hanzo retreated immediately, disgusted with himself. »I-I am sorry … ,« he whispered ashamed of his impatience. »I shouldn't have … «

»Don't you dare,« she said, when he tried to remove further.

Hanzo froze in place and hissed loudly as her hand reached down seizing his cock. With silent sighs and little by little she guided him back into her. Hanzo clawed into the sheets beneath her as her hot wetness started to embrace him. He trembled as he fought for self-control trying not to move. Instead she was the one taking the lead now. With moving her hips in slow circles she made him push deeper into her until he sunk inside her to the hilt. Hanzo groaned.

How shall I be able to hold back with … feeling her like that? Gods, this is so good …

He slowly started to thrust into her, intensely watching her for any sign of pain, but there was none. Instead she was panting. Her eyes had fallen shut and her mouth was slightly opened, while her hands wandered down his back, stopping at each side of his hip and … pressing him closer down on her towards his rhythm. Again and again. Faster. Harder. Encouraged he increased his pace, hitting her harder with every thrust. His groans turned louder. Even if he wanted to stop, he wouldn't be able to now. He thrusted himself into her, again and again and again, trying to go even faster, he felt like a man possessed.

Suddenly she dug her nails into his hips and started tightening around him. Hanzo felt the tension boiling up inside him as well. When she cried out in pleasure tightly holding on to him, Hanzo was unable to endure it any longer. After another hard thrust his climax was overwhelming him and he sank his teeth into the soft skin of her neck to cope with it.

When she had drained every last drop out of him, he finally relaxed. He still felt breathless and unable to move. He was not even willing to move away from her. He wanted to feel her like that as long as he could.

»You are the most important thing in the world to me,« he whispered as her fingers were running down his back in gentle lines. »That felt amazing. Thank you.« He kissed her tenderly again.

»Well, we can repeat it any time,« she giggled when he broke the kiss again.

»In about an hour?,« Hanzo asked.

»You think you are able to manage that?,« she laughed.

»Just watch me,« Hanzo answered with a smirk. »I am a dragon after all.«

[Next chapter on 15th April.]