"Hanzo! What the hell are you doing here?!"

Hanzo shook. His teeth chattered and he wrapped himself in his arms.

"I used the last of my power to walk here. I-I cannot manipulate the water! Please J-Jesse, I'm...I'm so cold!"

McCree leaned over the side of the boat. He looked around to make sure no one was coming.

"Ok fine. Come here."

Hanzo slowly motioned to the boat. His teeth still chattering. McCree started to lift his scaly body from the water. He grunted.

"Jesus! How much does that tail weigh?!"

"100 pounds."

McCree wrapped Hanzo in his poncho. Hanzo layed at the bottom of the boat shivering. McCree drove to his doc and slowly dragged the cold merman inside. His tail dragging as he pulled. McCree lifted Hanzo to the couch and wrapped him in a blanket. Hanzo's wet tail flopped on the floor. Hanzo was still shivering.

"I'll start a fire and some coffee."

McCree threw a block of wood into his fire pit and took out his lighter. The fire slowly started to burn. Hanzo gasped at the site. He stared at the fire in bewilderment. He leaned foreward and put out his hands feeling the warmth of the flames.

"What is this?"

"You've never seen fire before?"

"No it's....warm...beautiful."

McCree looked down at Hanzo. He grew sorrowful. He missed Hanzo, but he didn't know how much until now. He shook his head setting his feelings aside and went to the kitchen to start the coffee. Hanzo sat there admiring the fire. He slowly started to dry off. McCree came back with a small med kit and sat next to Hanzo. His gaze fell to McCree and he turned towards him.

"What is all this for?"

"You're hurt Hanz."

McCree began dabbing Hanzo's face with a wet cotton ball. Hanzo winced a bit in pain.

"That stings you fool!"

"Calm down ya big baby!" McCree said sternly. "It'll feel better I promise."

As McCree dabbed the cotton ball he observed Hanzo's fins and scales along his face. There were very few, but they were beautiful. It made McCree smile.

"Stop that."

"I told you this is gonna help."

"No, stop smiling like that."

"Why, aren't ya happy to see me?"

Hanzo sighed quietly and stared sternly towards McCree.

"I did."

McCree was shocked. He stopped his work to look at Hanzo closely. Hanzo's eyes were full of sorrow. McCree took out a needle and thread. A large gash layed across Hanzo's forehead. He gasped when he saw the needle.

"What is it?"

"Ah, is the needle necessary?"

"Yeah Hanz, this needs stitches."

"It is just, why not use something else?"

"Hanzo? Are you afraid of needles?"

"What! No that's-"

"I am too y'know."

Hanzo peered up at him questionably.

"Really?"

"The little things scare me to death. I always just close my eyes tightly and scrinch up my face, like this."

McCree tightened his face up like he was wincing in pain. Hanzo chuckled a bit.

"Does that really work?"

"Yeah, helps a hell of a lot."

Hanzo nodded in aprovment.

"Ok, I will try it."

Hanzo shut his eyes and scrinched up his face. McCree slowly stuck the needle into Hanzo's head and begain stiching up the scratch. Hanzo winced a bit in pain.

"Don't open them."

Hanzo groaned a bit worried, but didn't move. McCree made slow stiches tying off the end and putting the needle away.

"All done."

Hanzo slowly lifted one eyelid, then the other and let his face relax. He sighed in relief.

"Not so bad, right?" Jesse asked.

"No, I must say the face helps."

"Can I ask who did this to you?"

"A clan."

"A clan? What clan?"

"I used to lead them until I was banished. It was the Shimada clan."

"Why are they after you?"

"They are not. I tried to return to Japan, but they found me and forced me back out."

Hanzo looked solemnly into the fire pit.

"How do you survive winter?"

"Normally I would sleep in a cave or the moon pool, but after I was attacked I was too weak to swim. I needed help." Hanzo turned to McCree. "I needed someone I trusted."

McCree found himself shaking his messy hair and grinning at Hanzo. All of a sudden his body became dry. His tail was gone. Hanzo gasped relizing he wasn't wearing any clothes and quickly wrapped himself in the blanket. His face grew hot with blush.

"Um, can you still walk?"

"I-I suppose I still can, but not right now."

"Why not?"

Hanzo whimpered a bit from under the blanket.

"C-can I have some clothes?"

McCree gapsed. He blushed hard and stood up.

"Oh, um of course."

He returned with the clothes and two cups of coffee. McCree sat back down next to Hanzo and handed him a cup. Hanzo thanked him and took small sips of the hot liquid. He set his cup on the table in front of them and looked towards McCree who had also set his cup down. McCree took a deep breath and repositioned his place on the couch.

"Hanzo you wouldn't believe how much I missed you."

Hanzo's dark eyes glowed from the light of the fire. They suddenly were coming closer to McCree. He too leaned in closer. Hanzo's lips grabbed at Jesse's. McCree placed soft kisses across Hanzo's lips. He didn't want to stop. His hand went to the side of Hanzo's head and through his soft black hair. Hanzo leaned against Jesse for support and his body slowly escaped from the blanket. McCree began undoing his own shirt. He continued pecking Hanzo. One of his legs went over McCree's waist. Hanzo sat in Jesse's lap as he placed wet kisses along Hanzo's chest. Small moans rolled off his lips. Hanzo's hands felt all around McCree's strong chest.

"Hanzo, I'm sorry for pointing a gun a ya, I just-"

"It is in the past Jesse. Now shut up and kiss me you fool."

McCree moaned into Hanzo's mouth. He looked down to see Hanzo's rider out and started to gently stroke the shaft. It made Hanzo gasp.

"Wha-what are you doing?"

"Oh, sorry darling. Do you not like that?"

"Keep going."

McCree's hand carresed Hanzo's shaft. Hanzo held McCree's head close and moaned into the mop of hair on his head. He had never felt so aroused. Hanzo remembered learning about human sexuality when he was little but never in his wildest dreans would he think it was anything like this. He felt warm, safe, comfortable, happy, and aroused. He didn't understand his feelings other than they felt good. So he continued, almost knowing exactly what to do. He fiddled with Jesse's belt for a while, but grew impatient and began feeling McCree from the outside of his pants. McCree became uncomfortable in his seat when his pants started to tighten. He coughed a bit on his words trying to keep himself from moaning. His head tilted back as he let Hanzo touch him.

"Jesus...H-Hanzo...oh god darlin'."

Hanzo finally loosened the belt and slid Jesse's pants off. Hanzo with a small grin ran his hands up McCree's thighs and began stroking him through his boxers. The bulge in his boxers made Hanzo eager to get them off. McCree could hardly keep still in his seat.

"Will you relax?"

Hanzo leaned in letting his soft lips tickle the skin just above the band of McCree's boxers. Jesse let out a sharp shaky breath. He wanted to touch Hanzo, but he kept his distance as he slowly started to remove McCree's boxers. His rider flinging back and sticking up as they were pulled off. Hanzo's steady hands caressed McCree. He was tired of Hanzo teasing him, so he picked him up throwing him to the couch. He played with Hanzo's balls. Hanzo gasped in awe. He didn't know why this felt so good, but that wasn't going to stop the moans from rolling off his lips. He cursed under his breath. McCree got closer gently licking Hanzo's shaft and lettting his lips slide off with a little *pop*. He grinned up at Hanzo mischievously and licked his shaft. Hanzo let out sharp breaths and moaned loudly. His hand went up to his face. He tried desperately not to tear up. This was all coming so fast, but it felt so good. He didn't want Jesse to stop. He found himself holding McCree's head as he caressed his shaft. McCree stopped for a second to reach up and kiss Hanzo passionately. He breathed loudly and stared at Hanzo intently.

"Don't ever go again, please."

"I won't. If you let me, I will stay here...with you, Jesse."

"Of course. I don't think I can go without you Hanzo. I can't describe it, but I feel like nyself when I'm with ya. No one until now has had the same effect."

"You humans are quite interesting, but I find your company suits me best, Jesse."

McCree pecked his lips and whispered.

"You are absolutely perfect."