26 Haunted - Hanzo & Genji (Overwatch)
Genji sighed as he once again peeked into a room that didn’t contain his stoic older brother. “What’s the long face for Genji?” Cassidy asked as he ran his fingers over his serape in contemplation; Genji once again sighed “If you are here I’m guessing you too have been unable to contact Hanzo today.” Genji guessed correctly as the gunslinger blushed but nonetheless nodded; His eyes not quite meeting the face plating of the cyborg ninja. “Was it somthin I said or?” Cassidy trailed off confused as the ninja shook his head. “I almost forgot myself. It’s THAT day. As far as I’ve known he gets like this ever since…. You know.” Genji and Cassidy shared a purposeful look as it finally dawned on the cowboy what the situation was…
“Shit. Well that sure explains why I haven’t seen ‘im. Is he good?”
“I would guess not. Which is why I am worried. Any idea where he could be? Any at all?” Genji spoke, the sadness clear even in his now metallic sounding voice.
“Don’t tell ‘im I told ye but I’d check the tall trees round base. Spotted him a couple times literally hanging from em… I’d go myself but I think it’s he needs his family.” The silent “He needs you” went unsaid but Genji seemed to understand bowing slightly in thanks as he dashed away leaving only an echo of green light in his wake.
As the ninja dashed between the trees silently he heard the whispers of choked off breaths and knew he had finally found his target. He climbed the tree with practiced ease, no longer caring to hide the creak of the sturdy branches as to not alarm his already distressed brother.
Hanzo stayed silent, curling in on himself tighter refusing to look at whoever had been able to expose him in a moment of vulnerability. Genji couldn’t take seeing his brother like this. With a gentle click and hiss he lifted his face plate, closing his eyes as the cool nights air brushed against his eyelids softly. He then jumped down holding a hand up to his brother. For the first time that day Genji finally got to see the face of brother. His heart clenched at seeing the bloodshot hickory eyes shining bright with tears unshed as they flew to inspect his hand. Looking for blood that was shed years ago. The archer eventually reached for his metallic one slowly, shakily.
Hanzo all but fell into Genji’s cold but strong arms. He couldn’t bring himself to speak his guilt muting him to the world. “Anija I know this day is… hard for you, I know it haunts you…But I am here now. And I will be until the ghosts of the past return to their rightful place in the past.” Hanzo could only sob in gratitude as he tugged his younger sibling even closer than physically possible.