They continued walking through the plaza. All of a sudden an old man came running out of one of the buildings. He grabbed Hanzo's arm and yelled in Japanese. He motioned Hanzo and McCree into the building. He began speaking. Hanzo translated.

"He says it's his daughter. She isn't well. She has seen something."

They walk to the back of a shop and to a living space.

"He said that she's in her room. She keeps drawing the same thing over and over."

They get to the girls room. McCree and Hanzo gasp. Looking around the room they see drawing all in black and white of the same thing over and over: Reaper himself.

"He says that she has seen some sort of demon or ghost."

McCree takes a picure off of the wall and stares at it. He then looks over to the little girl who was drawing another picture of Reaper on the floor. McCree stared at the picture she was coloring. Hanzo walked over to the girl and knelt down.

"Nē, anata no namae wa nandesuka?"

(Hey, what is your name?)

She didn't answer. She continued coloring.

"Anata wa kono kurīchā o mae ni mita koto ga arimasu ka?"

(Have you seen this creature before?)

She nodded still looking down at the paper.

"Kare wa doko ni itta ka shitte imasu ka?"

(Do you know where he went?)

She didn't answer, but she set down her black crayon and held the picture she was coloring. It showed a drawing of a garden. Hanzo stared at it wide eyed, bewildered. He carefully grabbed the paper.

"I-I know where this is." Hanzo said looking at McCree. "It's a garden on the outskirts of Tokyo. Let's go!"

Hanzo quickly stood and McCree followed him out of the shop. They grabbed everything and hopped onto their jet. They dound a tall building with jet parking on top and landed there. The city was huge.

"They will likeley be hiding in the guardens camp sight so we will find a hotel here in the city." Hanzo said.

"Right."

"For now we should investigate."

They wandered around the garden looking for a camp sight. There was a small cabin in the distance. The dark of the night hid them as they snuck through the trees and bushes. The sounds of the night animals hid the sound of their footsteps as they approached the cabin. Hanzo found a window sill and knelt below it listening carefully. He could hear Repaer talking in his rash voice, but then he heard someone else. It sounded familiar. It was Sombra. She was still here in Japan!

"I'm telling you Gabe, he's too busy."

"Just make the damn call Sombra."

Sombra cursed in Spanish under her breath. Hanzo and McCree heard her typing on a keyboard. Another voice came through.

"What is it?"

"It's done. We have gotten the agents off of our tail." Sombra said. "Gabriel suggested that we just kill them."

"No! You didn't! I wanted them alive! What the fuck have you done?!"

"Relax Doom. We didn't kill them. We distracted them, but not for long." Sombra said.

"When is the extraction jet coming?" Reaper asked.

"In two days. I'll keep you posted."

She closed the computer.

"Let's get a drink. There is a bar up the road in town." Sombra said.

Hanzo and McCree scrambled away from the window and ran oit of the garden.

"They cannot get on that extraction jet." McCree said.

"Hm, why not spy on them tonight. They are going to the bar. Let's have a little fun."

Hanzo and Jesse got back to their hotel room and prepared their disguises. Hanzo pulled his hair from its yellow silk tie and had it hang over his face. He pulled his hood over his head and put on a pair of glasses. He looked over at Jesse who just had a pair of sunglasses on. He looked at him awkwardly.

"What?" Jesse asked.

"I'm sorry, but that's not a very convincing disguise McCree."

Hanzo walked up to him. He took off Jesse's hat and tied his hair back. He took off his bandana and his shirt. He was in his jeans and white tank top.

"Tuck in your tank top."

Jesse did. He looked like some sort of gangster. Hanzo had a leather jacket in his luggage. He took it out and handed it to McCree.

"Put this on."

Jesse did. Hanzo smiled proudly at his work.

"Perfect. Let's go."

They got to the bar and went inside. Reaper and Sombra were sitting at a table in the corner of the room. Hanzo and Jesse sat at the bar. McCree ordered them drinks. Hanzo stared at him shocked.

"Jesse, we are working." Hanzo exclaimed quietly.

Jesse grinned at him.

"It's part of the disguise partner. You gotta blend in."

Hanzo sighed looking over at Reaper and Sombra's table, then back at McCree.

"Ok, fine."

McCree took out a cigar and lit it.

"By the way, you look very handsome with your hair down." Jesse teased.

Hanzo blushed, but blew him off.

"Don't flatter me while we are on a mission." Hanzo said sternly.

The drinks came and Jesse took a sip of his whiskey. Hanzo took a large sip slamming the glass on the counter and sighing in relief. McCree chuckled a bit.

"Hey let's do some shots." McCree said motioning the bartender back over.

Hanzo gasped shaking his head.

"Jesse! No we are..."

"C'mon, it's not everyday we get out like this."

Hanzo looked down. He thought for a second. There were so many things on his mind, like his brother Genji and his feelings for those around him. He cursed under his breath. Grabbi g his glass tightly he whispered something under his breath.

"Fine."

The bartender brought them shots. They quickly drank them slamming the glasses over onto the bar. They talked and laughed. The bar quickly filling with empty shot glasses. Eventually Hanzo had a cigar in his mouth. They were both completeley wasted. Sombra and Reaper had left hours ago, but at this moment they didn't care.

"Jesse, you look amazing in my jacket." Hanzo said.

Jesse smiled and got close to Hanzo's ear. His breath hitting the side of his face.

"It might look a lot better on the floor." Jesse whispered seductively.

Hanzo gasped. His face glowing a bright red. Jesse wrapped his hand to the back of Hanzo's head. He found the back of his hood and gently pulled it off revealing Hanzo's dark hair. Their glasses had already fallen to the floor. They looked deeply into eachothers eyes. Hanzo put his hand to Mccree's leg and moved it upward.

"I think I might want to see it off, Jesse."

McCree smiled.

"I knew you would."

McCree paid the tab and the two of them got up and left. McCree pushed Hanzo into their hotel room. As soon as it shut McCree found Hanzo's hands sneaking up his shirt. It came off and Hamzo pushed him to the bed.

"Woah, eager aren't we?" McCree said.

Hanzo hovered over him throwing off his hoodie.

"A little." Hanzo said nervously.

"That's ok. Hm, have ya done this before?"

Hanzo looked very nervous.

"I mean, I've been with plenty of women, but...I'm not really sure what happens next."

"I'll tell ya what to do."

Hanzo fidgeted with his pants. He felt them tightening.

"Let's start with taking off those pants."

Hanzo smiled and slipped his pants off to reveal his boxers. His erection nearly poking out.

"Come here."

Hanzo stepped closer. McCree gently placed his hand to Hanzo's boxers feeling the length of his dick. Hanzo flinched a bit, but stopped and let small moans escape his lips. McCree kept his hand on him, but stood from the bed to meet Hanzo's face. He used his other hand to pull back Hanzo's hair. Jesse leaned his head in and pecked Hanzo's soft lips. Hanzo pecked back, but was eager for more. He grabbed Jesse's head and began sucking on his lips. Jesse places sloppy kisses along his lips, but moved them down to Hanzo's neck gently grabbing his fair skin with his lips.

"How's this?" Jesse asked.

"It's, it's good. So good."

"May I continue?"

"Yes, Jesse."

"You can take them off."

Hanzo nodded reaching for McCree's belt. He fiddled with it, but looked down becoming even curiouser.

"What does BAMF mean?" Hanzo asked.

"Heh heh. It means I'm a bad ass mother fucker." Jesse said seductively.

Hanzo gasped getting even more turned on. He kissed McCree's collar bone. He finally got the belt off and slipped off Jesse's pants. He could see Jesse's bulge through his boxers. McCree stopped him.

"Lemme get on top of ya."

Hanzo nodded laying down on the bed. Jesse placed his hands on Hanzo's knees and slowly slid them up his legs. McCree grabbed the sides of his boxers and gently rolled them off revealing his erection. McCree got closer gently kissing Hanzo's thighs. He moved inward gently kissing his shaft. Moans escaped Hanzo's mouth. McCree sucked his head before stroking his shaft with his metal hand. He moved his tounge down gently licking his opening. Hanzo couldn't stop squirming. McCree held his thighs so he couldn't move. Hanzo found himself trying to grind against Mccree's tounge.

"Easy now."

"S-sorry."

McCree kept trying to tease him. He wanted him to beg for more. He wanted him to be kept waiting. It was almost torturing for Hanzo. McCree began sliding his thumb into Hanzo. He gasped loudly. McCree stopped.

"You ok?"

Hanzo looked down.

"Yes, keep going."

McCree stuck another finger in him. His moans were riveting. Hanzo began wrapping his legs around McCree. McCree positioned them on his shoulders. He stuck his tounge inside Hanzo.

"How does that feel?"

"Good, really good."

"Just good?"

Hanzo moaned loudly.

"Fuck McCree, it feels amazing!"

McCree chuckled.

"I want ya to get on top of me."

"O-ok."

Hanzo got up while McCree layed down. Hanzo took off McCree's boxers and was bewildered at his dick. It was big and beautiful.

"Here, sit on top." Jesse said positioning Hanzo's legs on either side of him. Hanzo gently sat down on McCree's dick. He felt it touch his ass and come inside. He moaned loudly, but grinded on top of McCree. McCree moaned with him. It was like music. Hanzo pushed his weight up and down on McCree. McCree covered Hanzo's mouth, for he was getting too loud for a hotel.

"Oh fuck Hanz. You're damn good at riding a dick for a guy who claims he's never been with a man."

Hanzo layed on top of Mccree's chest. McCree thrusted his hips up and down forcing himself in and out of Hanzo. He grabbed his ass tightly.

"Fuck Jesse. You are so big." Hanzo moaned.

Jesse went faster. Hanzo moaned louder. McCree covered his mouth again. Hanzo grabbed at his ass trying to withstand the pain. McCree stopped and Hanzo fell to his side. They both gasped for air. McCree kissed Hanzo's head softly. Hanzo layed his hand on McCree's chest and they both fell asleep.

Hanzo woke up grabbing at his head. He had a splitting headache, but he opened his eyes to see McCree giving him a cup of pickle juice.

"Drink up darling."

Hanzo gasped taking the cup. He chuckled a bit.

"Did you just call me darling?"

McCree stopped. His face grew red.

"Um..."

"It's ok. It's cute." Hanzo said smiling.

McCree sat next to him on the bed. He lit a cigar and blew out a puff of smoke. McCree looked down at Hanzo's tattoos. He noticed.

"What is it?"

"C-can I see the dragons?" McCree asked feeling Hanzo's arm.

Hanzo smiled. His arm started to glow a bright blue.

"Ryuuga wagateki wo kurau." He whispered. Two blue sirit dragons emerged from his arm and rested in his lap like pets. McCree gasped staring at the little creatures.

"Wow, that's incredible." McCree said shockingly.

"They are very powerful spirits. Only the Shimada family can control them." Hanzo said.

The dragons rolled around in Hanzo's lap. One nuzzled McCree's arm. He lifted it and pet the dragons head.

"Heh, you're a cute one."

The dragon growled softly smiling sweetly at McCree. It rolled into his lap. Hanzo snapped his fingers twice. The two dragons immediately flew off and disapeared into the air. McCree watched as they vanished into nothing.

"Then they just come back on command huh? Amazing." Jesse said astounded.

"Yes, they are very respectful and know how to work together." Hanzo looked down sad. "Like my brother and I once were."

"Don't worry about him darling." McCree put his finger to Hanzo's chin. "Besides, I feel like there are far more important thing than him."

Hanzo blushed, but pulled away knowing it wasn't true.

"I still care for him Jesse, but something deep inside is telling me that he will be ok."

"Listen to it. If he has survived all these years without his brother I'm sure he'll be just fine."

"He must have gotten a wise teacher."

The two of them got ready for the day. They both nearly forgot about Sombra and Reaper that day. Eventually they went out for lunch. McCree sat in the booth and waited for Hanzo to sit, but he just stood there.

"Hanzo? You gonna sit down?"

Hanzo shook his head.

"Why not?"

Blush filled his cheeks.

"My ass hurts."

McCree tried desperateley to hold in his laughs. He spit a bit through his air stuffed cheeks. He cleared his throat.

"Sorry darling."

Hanzo finally sat down groaning in pain.

"Should we ask the waiter for ice?"

"Jesse!" Hanzo said blushing. "No one needs to know!"

"But don't you wanna feel better?"

Hanzo tried to come up with a joke.

"You can just rub my ass later."

Jesse chuckled. Hanzo laughed with him. Jesse turned to him with a serious face.

"Hanzo Shimada?"

"Y-yes McCree?"

"I-I want you to be mine. Always."

Hanzo gasped, blushing hard.

"J-Jesse I..."

"I know it's a bold statement but I-I really do like you Hanz and..."

"McCree I-I want to be with you too."

Jesse looked up shocked.

"R-really?"

Hanzo smiled and gently pecked Jesse's lips.

"Yes." Hanzo reasured him.

McCree smiled coming in to kiss him again. All of a sudden they heard a girl clearing her voice.

"Can I get you something to drink?" The waiter said.

Hanzo broke the kiss and turned into Jesse's shoulder hiding his embarrased expression. Jesse smiled at the waiter a bit annoyed.

"We'll both take whiskey on the rocks and a couple waters."

"I'll have that right out."

Hanzo chuckled into Jesse's shoulder.

"You really shouldn't steal."

"But it's for you darling."

"I don't care. I'd rather you buy it with your own money."

"It's my own money now."

"Jesse, that's not what I... ah nevermind."

Throughout the day McCree and Hanzo were getting several calls feom Winston back at Watchpoint Gibraltar. They didn't answer. Winston had become concerned. He hadn't gotten a report from them in a long time. Meanwhile Reaper and Sombra were divising another plan.

Reaper's POV

"I know you want to kill them Gabe, but that's not what Doomfist wants. He called earlier saying that the extraction jet would not come unless we learn more."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Sombra looked down seeming clueless.

"That's what I thought."

"Madre de dios, give me a second Gabe. I'm thinking."

I crossed my arms. Sombra smiled mischievously.

"I have an idea."

3rd person

Jesse and Hanzo finished their meal and got up to leave. Hanzo wished to look around the market so they did. They spent a lot of time in the kimono store. Jesse was helping Hanzo pick out which ones were better/sexier. Jesse teased Hanzo by grabbing his ass in public. Hanzo blushed trying to pull McCree's hand away, but he kept bringing it back up. He bought the kimonos and they headed back to the hotel. They had some take out before going to bed. In the night it was cold. Hanzo had fallen asleep laying back into Jesse's lap. Jesse had his arm over Hanzo's chest. It was cold. Black mist seeped through the window and formed into a black figure with a bone white mask. His claw hands coming closer to the bed. The sight made the figure cackle, but wasn't loud enough to be heard. The claws came closer with a rag.

Jesse woke up and heard the birds singing right outside the door. He rolled over putting his arm over another, but when he opened his eyes he was cuddling someone unfamiliar. The figure turned over grinning widely. The face came into view. Jesse gasped pulling his gun from the nightstand and rolling off the bed. He aimed it up. Sombra was laying there on the bed with a mischievous smile.

"Hey McCree." She gave a flirtatious wave and stood from the bed. "Gabe sends his regards."

Jesse stood there shaking his gun and looking around the room. He noticed that Hanzo was gone.

"What the hell have you done with Hanzo?!"

"Don't worry. He is fine, but he won't be for long unless you do something for me?"

Jesse growled under his breath.

"If you lay a finger on him I'll.....!"

"Hush, he'll be dead in hours."

"Fine, what do you want?" Jesse said. "Just don't hurt him, please."

"We want the locations of all Overwatch agents. In exchange you can have your little boyfriend back."

Jesse gasped.

"I-I can't do that. I don't have access."

Sombra giggled and sighed mischievously.

"Then consider Hanzo dead."

Jesse growled shaking the gun at her. She stood there shaking her finger side to side.

"No no no. Shoot me and Gabriel is ordered to kill him."

"Fine, stop it! I'll give you the locations."

Sombra smiled.

"Good. You have 2 hours. Meet me at the garden outside of Tokyo. Don't even think about bringing back up or Hanzo is dead, understand?"

Jesse nodded. Sombra waved at him and teleported away. Tears filled Jesse's eyes as he fell to the floor. His gun fell from his hand. He sobbed loudly into his hands. He made a fist with his metal hand slamming it into the floor. A wood board in the floor broke.

"I'm so sorry Hanzo." Jesse whimpered. "Fuck it all!"