Hope for the Hopeless //McHanzo//

Chapter 2. Cooperation

Neither of the two were looking forward to the coming week of bonding. Both Jesse and Hanzo were given a letter describing what was to happen in the next seven days and neither of them looked excited about it.

As instructed, the two showed up at the training area at 7 am sharp on the first day. Reinhardt stood in the center of the room welcoming the two.

"Good morning both of you," he said, receiving a nod from a tired McCree.

"Good morning, Reinhardt," Hanzo replied.

"Ready to begin today?" Reinhardt questioned looking almost too eager to get the day started.

"No," both Hanzo and Jesse replied.

"Great, let's begin!"

The day started off easy enough. First thing they did was target practice with their own weapons. It seemed basic enough and took no more than a half hour. From there the day only got harder. After target practice with their own weapons, they switched equipment much to the dismay of Hanzo. It took quite a bit of convincing before the stubborn archer handed it over to the gunslinger. It was his most prized possession after all.

Hanzo soon adjusted to the gun the cowboy handed over in the swap. It controlled well though held few rounds. It only took a few practice shots before he caught on.

Jesse on the other hand had quite the difficulty with the bow. His initial cockiness wore off and was replaced with frustration. It took significantly more tries to even shoot an arrow and twice as many to actually hit a target.

Taking much amusement out of watching the cowboy struggle, Hanzo snickered.

"Having trouble, cowman?" he teased with a smirk. Taking great satisfaction in watching the struggling man.

Jesse's frustration only rose with the question. He was being shown up by a pretentious archer using the gun he swapped for the bow.

"Not at all," he growled once more attempting to shoot the target narrowly missing the outer ring. The miss only fueled the entertainment of the archer and the frustration of the gunslinger.

It took the entire day for him to be able to get the hang of the bow. Sundown came and the two left training, one frustrated and somewhat embarrassed, the other entertained.

The rest of the week continued to progress similarly, one frustrated while the other found entertainment in their frustration.

It was half way through the week when Reinhardt decided that they should start learning to communicate with one another and somewhat trusting each other. Their first exercises were simple but the simplest was saved for the final day.

That final day was rough. They were put through a simulation of a mission. With just the two of them, it started off rocky but in the end they managed to communicate and work together to pull it off.

"Wonderful!" Reinhardt cheered turning off the simulation. He was impressed with the progress made in just a short week.

"Now, I have one more assignment for you two," Reinhardt continued stepping towards the two, "now that I have seen that you can cooperate in high stress situations, do this simple task. Trust falls."

The two looked at him baffled. Why now would he choose to do this?

"Um, Rein, why?" Jesse asked.

"Final test. Both of you have to do it. As soon as you do, you may leave," he replied.

"I will not be doing this," Hanzo said, "it is childish and ridiculous."

"Let's just get this over with," Jesse said, "I'll go first and you can go after and then we can leave and never have to do this again."

"You can fall, but I will not be" Hanzo replied.

Jesse rolled his eyes and took his turn. Hanzo caught him like he was supposed to.

"There, done. You can let me down now," Jesse said looking up at him. As soon as he said that, Hanzo straight up dropped him.

"Didn't have to drop me," Jesse sighed standing up, "your turn now darlin'," he said.

"No," Hanzo simply replied, turning his back to the cowboy.

"Just get it over with! Then we can leave!"

"No, I will not do something so childish."

"Well, I'd have to say that you're acting pretty childish. Fall backwards, I'll catch ya and then we can be done!"

Reinhardt decided to intervene and pushed Hanzo backwards.

As he said he would, Jesse caught him without missing a beat.

Not even caring that in the current moment that he was being held up by the cowboy, he turned his head to Reinhardt.

"Was that necessary"

"Yes, it was. I don't want to be here all day listening to you two argue over this," Rein replied with a chuckle, "you two may leave now."

Reinhardt took his leave and left the training area leaving the two frenemies alone.

"Put me down," Hanzo said looking up at McCree.

"Mmmm, I don't think so darlin'," he replied smirking, "for as much trouble you gave me about doin' this, this is my revenge. Watching your discomfort."

"Quit being an ass and put me down," Hanzo said once more, his honey brown eyes glaring into the darker brown ones lingering above his.

"Hmph" McCree replied letting the other fall onto the ground. He had to admit, actually getting the chance to look at Hanzos' face for more than a fleeting second was kind of nice. Jesse took note of the light shade of brown his eyes were, the way the shadows fell on his face making it seem like he was always angry. It was... kind of cute?

Hanzo hit the floor with a thud before standing up sending a glare to the taller man. Wordlessly he grabbed his bow and left. Why did it not feel as weird being held by McCree as it would have with any one else? It felt so wrong, but yet, oddly right. As he walked around base he couldn't help but think of the cowboy.

What was going on with him... what was happening...