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"Where is Kuai Liang?" Bi-Han asked as he threw open the door.

"Walking into the Shari Ryu Grandmaster's room without asking?" Hanzo glared at him, pausing his paperwork. "What are you even doing here?"

"I was shown to here by one of your recruits. Now where's Kuai Liang?" Bi-Han asked again.

"I don't know," Hanzo shrugged, sipping his tea. Bi-Han knew he was lying, his small smirk said everything.

Bi-Han didn't want to deal with this right now. Hanzo didn't hate him, but he didn't like him either. It was more of a mutual respect most times. Hanzo was dating his brother, so they were civil.

Forgiveness was given and accepted, and Hanzo mostly blamed Quan Chi for what happened to his family. Some grudge, but not most. In fact, it was more Bi-Han that despised Hanzo for dating his brother. Although the two did actually got along sometimes . . . surprisingly they actually had much in common.

But they both still knew how to get on each other's nerves.

"I told you he's not here," Hanzo said. "He's most likely out with Frost training or something."

"How do you not even know where your husband is?" Bi-Han scoffed. "I need him."

"Why?"

Bi-Han stayed silent. He didn't want to tell Hanzo of his regression. But he was already feeling so small, and he just wanted his brother to comfort him. Where was he? Why wasn't he here for him? He was supposed to be at the Shari Ryu temple for the weekend. He could steal him back to the Lin Kuei temple for an hour, it would have been fine! Hanzo shouldn't be this fussy about this.

Bi-Han looked at the ground, almost ashamed, "I need him."

"For what?" Hanzo asked, standing up from his chair. "I didn't even know you were coming. Perhaps if I could be informed of your amazing presence, I can inform Kuai Liang you're here."

". . . Why are you so stubborn?" Bi-Han asked, crossing his arms. "I just want to see Kuai! . . Wanna see Kuai."

Hanzo hesitated at Bi-Han's tone. He sounded desperate, afraid even. He always said brother, or Kuai Liang's full name, never just Kuai.

"He's in the Fire Garden with Takeda and Frost," Hanzo sighed. "He wished for silence to help teach Takeda more Mandarin, but that's where they are. "

". . . Where is that?" Bi-Han asked quietly.

"You. . don't know?" Hanzo almost scoffed. "Find the recruit that lead you here, I need to return to my paperwork."

"Don't want them! Want Kuai!" Bi-Han huffed, stomping his foot. "Give me Kuai!"

He didn't care right now if he was acting strange or childish. He spent all that time trying to get here, only for Kuai Liang to be busy. Sareena was busy, and he couldn't depend on her right now. He wanted Kuai Liang! Not some recruit!

Hanzo was slightly taken back by Bi-Han's behavior. It was . . . extremely unusual. He had seen the behavior before, mostly in young children. But also, when he regressed. Hanzo knew he was a . . . difficult regressor, at times. Stomping his foot, throwing, screaming. And he wasn't prepared to have a full-on meant down in the middle of his room.

But did Bi-Han even regress? Kuai Liang spoke of watching some regressors back in the Lin Kuei, but Hanzo mostly just thought that he was speaking of Frost, trying to protect her identity. Maybe she wasn't the only one?

"Bi-Han-"

"Want Kuai, want Kuai!" Bi-Han began to cry, stomping the ground again and shaking his hands. "Want him now!"

"I know, but we need to calm down before we can see Kuai. Otherwise we'll be very fussy and-"

"No!" Bi-Han shouted, turning away from Hanzo. "Want him now!"

"There is no reason to raise our voices," Hanzo said firmly. "How about we take some deep breaths while I send someone to go get him? Would that make you feel better?"

No! No, it wouldn't make him feel better! Well, it probably would, but Bi-han wasn't thinking clearly. All he could think about was how Kuai Liang wasn't there for him. He wanted to be held and comforted. He felt so tiny, and all these silly little things weren't helping him. Why wasn't Kuai Liang already here?

And now Hanzo was going to make fun of him, or call him a brat, or tell Kuai Liang he had been naughty! And he was being mean, so mean! Well, he wasn't, but Bi-Han knew he was! Besides, Bi-Han was yelling instead of communicating, he knew he should tell Hanzo what's wrong, but Hanzo was clearly going to make fun of him!

"No!" Bi-Han shouted, sitting on the floor as he began to cry. "Want- Want Kuai!"

Hanzo watched as Bi-Han practically thew a tantrum on the ground. He went to try and put his hand on Bi-Han's shoulder, wanting to help ground him, but he was hit away. Bi-Han continued to scream and cry, demanding for Kuai Liang and telling Hanzo how mean he was being.

He let Bi-Han scream and throw a fit. Sometimes, it was needed. And letting out all these big emotions this way wasn't the worst, Hanzo would know. He wasn't going to yell at Bi-Han or call him naughty, that would be wrong. Instead, he'd let Bi-Han get out all his feelings. And then probably have a tired out exhausted baby afterwords.

He texted a Shari Rye member to fetch Kuai Liang and bring him to his room. Oh how he hated new technology, as useful as it was . . . He also missed his old flip phone, his phone case used to be amazing.

Hanzo knelt next to Bi-Han, sitting beside the boy. Bi-Han paused his crying, eyeing Hanzo. Hanzo spread his arms slightly, indicating that Bi-Han could hug him if he'd like. It helped Hanzo when he was feeling big bad feelings.

And to both their surprise, Bi-Han rushed into the hug.

Hanzo held Bi-Han tightly, gently shushing him as Bi-Han just sobbed in his arms. He wasn't screaming and kicking anymore. He practically sat mostly quietly on Hanzo's lap, other than his tears.

They stayed like that for a small bit. Bi-Han felt . . . embarresed, to say the least. He just had a full-on tantrum in front of someone who should hate him. He had just sat on the ground and screamed at Hanzo for what felt for him, hours. It wasn't, but it felt like it.

Bi-Han rubbed his puffy eyes, "Want Kuai."

"I know, I know, he's on his way," Hanzo gently shushed him. "You're gonna hang out with Hanzo for a little bit until he comes over."

". . . Don't wanna, gonna make fun of me," Bi-Han admitted. Hanzo almost felt hurt, but he knew how he felt, and he couldn't blame Bi-Han for thinking that.

"Even I would not stoop so low as to insult someone for this," Hanzo stressed, holding Bi-Han tightly. "I'm not mad or upset even. You wanted Kuai, and I know how it feels regressing in front of someone new. It's scary, isn't it?"

Bi-Han pouted, "Mhm, really scary."

"Right, well you don't have to feel so scared anymore," Hanzo gently shushed him, petting his friend's hair. "Because everything going to be okay, and Kuai's going to be here in a few minutes. It's scary, feeling all small and vulnerable in front of others. Even I know the feeling."

Bi-Han looked at Hanzo a bit confused, did Hanzo regressed too? Hanzo just gave him a soft smile. Bi-Han huffed and looked away.

". . . You gonna tell Kuai I was . . naughty?"

"No, you weren't being naughty. You just had a small hissy fit, that's all," Hanzo shook his head. "You were feelings some pretty big bad feelings back there, huh?"

"Mhm," Bi-Han sniffed, rubbing his eyes again.

"Come, let's get you all cleaned up," Hanzo helped Bi-Han stand, leading him to the restroom. "You didn't harm anyone or break anything, so I personally wouldn't say you were naughty. How about we say that you sat and waited patiently for Kuai, hm? Would that make you feel better?"

"Mhm!" Bi-Han nodded, feeling a bit better as Hanzo wiped his face.

"How about you go sit at my desk and color something? Kuai's on his way, but he might take a while," Hanzo suggested.

Bi-Han pouted again, but he liked the idea. Hanzo let him sit in his chair, giving him some paper and a crayon box.

Bi-Han practically screamed when hanzo began to walk across the room, clinging onto Hanzo's pant leg. No! No, he didn't want Hanzo to leave him alone!

He clung to Hanzo, hiding from him. Refusing to look at his face. He didn't want to say it but . . . he didn't want Hanzo to leave yet. Not because he liked him!! . . . He just didn't wanna be alone . . And maybe he liked Hanzo just a little.

Hanzo looked at the paperwork he moved to his bed before sighing, patting Bi-Han's head as he slowly let go of his leg.

"You want some company?" Hanzo asked softly, receiving a sheepish nod. "How about we figure out what we're gonna make for Kuai?"

Kuai Liang bursted into the room about thirty minutes later, panting, and looking dazed.

"Hanzo! Where is-"

"Kuai!" Bi-Han asked, practically shoving Hanzo out of the way to hug his brother.

". . . I wasn't expecting you both to be hanging out," Kuai Liang admitted, picking Bi-Han.

"He made me wait for you," Bi-Han pouted, accusingly pointing at Hanzo.

Hanzo crossed his arms, "Oh really?"

Bi-Han tensed and hid in Kuai Liang's neck, ". . . Can we stay in here with him pease, Kuai?"

Kuai Liang wasn't expecting the request, knowing the relationship both men had towards each other. But Hanzo grabbed a paper from his desk, walking over and showing it to him.

"He drew you two," Hanzo explained. It was true, there was a wobbly Bi-han and Kuai Liang on the paper, with a tiny scorpion in the corner. "And I think me?"

Bi-Han huffed, "Your scorpions silly,"

"Hey, be nice," Kuai Liang warned, smiling at the paper. "I'm happy that you and Mr. Hanzo got along well. I was expecting a full-on war or screaming fit when I walked in."

Hanzo and Bi-Han looked at each other, small smiles on their faces. Hanzo rolled his eyes and shook his head. And Bi-Han pouted at Kuai Liang.

". . . That's silly, Kuai. Don't be silly."