Zarya stood in the kitchen drinking her usual protein breakfast smoothie, also making sure the dogs had fresh food and water. Getting up earlier than the other two tended to let her have some time for herself before heading out for her morning jog. She liked to keep in shape even if she wasn’t in the body building profession anymore. 

Shuffling was heard against the tile flooring of the kitchen. Genji walked in wearing only low cut sweatpants and his green hair was a tangled mess. “Ugh how do you wake up so early in the morning.” Grumbling he climbed onto one of the barstools and placed his head on the cool surface of the island counter.

“Years of habit, plus I do not stay up at all hours of the night, gaming or otherwise.” Zarya said with a hardy laugh, glad that he didn’t notice her eyes linger on him for a few short moments. Pouring him a glass of what remained of the smoothie mixture, placing it on the counter in front of him. “I made some extra, this should wake you up.”

“There isn’t anything weird in it is there?” Genji lifted his head and went to sniff the concoction.

“If you call peanut butter, soy milk, banana and oats weird.” Zarya said, starting to clean up the mixer. 

“Bottoms up.” Genji said before drinking some and was surprised how good it actually was. “Not bad.”

“If you want I can also make you some when I make it myself tomorrow morning. It will keep you sharp and you need some healthy things in your system.”

“Why not, can’t hurt right?” Genji asked, stretching after taking another sip. “Is bro up yet?”

Zarya shook her head. “Not that I know of since the dogs aren’t out and about.”

Genji frowned slightly. “Can’t say I blame him for sleeping in. Mom and Dad were a little draining on him yesterday. Let him be since his meeting isn’t for a few hours.”

“I can check on him after my run, if he still hasn’t woken up.” Zarya stated  

“Works I guess.” Genji said. 

“Everything alright with you?” Zarya asked, she knew that tone was usually for when he was down.

“I’m fine.” Genji mumbled. “Zar, you heading out for your run now?”  

“Yeah.” Zarya turned to grab her water bottle.

Genji slid off the chair, swallowing the last bit of the smoothie. “If you don’t mind, I can join you if you let me change. I need to get a little exercise I suppose.”

Zarya blinked, surprised that he of all people would suggest that. “Why not, company is always nice.”

“Be back in a minute.”

Watching him walk back to his room, Zarya smiled a little.

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“Here is a sample of what I'm working on.”  Hanzo said, putting the flash drive on Lucio’s desk. 

“Thank you.” Lucio replied, putting the drive into his laptop and clicking a few things before handing it back. “I’ll get to checking those out.”

“There will be a few more soon but I haven’t had as much time to flesh them out since returning.” Hanzo took the device and put it away into his bag. “After Saturday things will return to normal.”

“Take your time. Since I don’t really need to put a deadline on the next CD/record. I just needed to know if you were planning anything so I can set up a recording time and the next contract signing.” Lucio smiled which turned to a frown seeing Hanzo looking really stressed. “You ok?”  

“Family matters, that is all.” Hanzo shuffled in his seat a little. 

“If you ever need to talk about something, I’ve heard I’m a good listener.” Lucio’s smile returned. “I’m your friend as well, you know. Anything you tell me stays here and between us.”

Hanzo took a deep breath, rubbing at his temples and debated how much to divulge. He knew he could trust the man before him to keep quiet but it still felt strange to repeat something this personal. “It’s my parents and this agreement I set up with them years ago. I do not know what I was thinking when I considered going along with it. I probably wanted them off my back at the time. Plus I’ve been dealing with a bit of a rut. I was lucky to give you what I did.” 

He didn’t want to admit the reason for his sudden perk in some creativity was a random woman he met while frustratingly trying to compose.

“Like I said before take your easy buddy. After the concert take some time just for yourself. You deserve a little self care.” Lucio said, he could guess what the trouble was since Genji also complained about stress with family things. Just the younger brother had more outlets to release his tension. “That’s an order...though me ordering you around probably doesn’t have much effect.”

That got a small chuckle out of Hanzo. Maybe Lucio was right. It had been what felt like forever since he did anything for himself. “I might do that. Also, I have a question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“Akari said that you were bringing an extra guest to the concert and party. May I ask who it is?”

Lucio smiled for more reasons than one but just answered the question. “That would be one of Hana’s old friends. She recently moved here and I thought it would be nice to treat her to something like this. Her name is Brigitte Lindholm. She’s really friendly, I think you’ll like her. Also she really enjoyed your music when I let her listen.”

Hearing that name, Hanzo’s eyes went wide for a brief moment. Deep down he hoped it was the same Brigitte he met that night. “It will be a pleasure to meet her.”  

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The streets were surprisingly busy today. Hana noticed as she made her way to Lucio’s club to deliver lunch for him and her. Parked just outside the club was a dark blue sports car that Hana swore looked familiar but couldn't put her finger on it.

Hana shrugged and continued in through the back to the office.Thinking that his meeting was probably done by now, she reached up to knock but the door opened to reveal who she didn’t expect at first. 

“Miss Song.” There was Hanzo standing, holding onto his coat and bag, holding the door to let her in. “You may enter as I was just leaving.”

She really wished Brigitte had come along with her.

“Are you coming in?” Hanzo raised his eyebrow in curiosity, wondering why the smaller girl was staring at him. 

“Yeah, sorry about that. So that was your car. I knew I saw it before.” Hana walked in and placed the take out bag on the desk. “Would you like any? I usually get too much haha.”

“Thank you for the kind offer but I must decline. I will see you both at the party. Farewell for now.” Hanzo politely bowed and left, shutting the door behind him. 

Hana waited a few moments before talking again. “Uggggh of course he was your meeting and I didn’t Brigitte.”

“She can’t follow you everywhere. Plus I did tell you yesterday morning I would be seeing him.” Lucio said, placing the food out for both of them and grabbing some drinks from his mini fridge. “Though...”

“Though what?” Hana begged, sitting down anxiously.

“He asked who my second guest was and when I mentioned Brigitte’s name there was a reaction.”

Hana went all sparkly eyed and squealed. “Are we seeing love at first sight?!”  

Lucio laughed. “I wouldn't go that far but they did seem to make some impression on each other. On the other subject, Emma did an amazing job getting you and Brigitte some great dresses.”

Hana wanted to keep on the subject of a new possible romance for her friend but knew Lucio would rather not interfere too much at this point. She slightly pouted before replying to the dress comment. “I know! It was like that dress was made for her. Maybe Emma is a clothing psychic. Brigitte is going to look so pretty all dressed up~”

“It’s gonna be a lot of fun that's for sure.” Lucio said, kissing Hana on the lips quickly before they started eating. “Besides you look beautiful no matter what.”

“Well aren’t you the charmer.” Hana giggled. “So how much more do you have to do here?”

“One more meeting after lunch, which thank you by the way for bringing. Then I can head on home, I think.” Lucio said, eating some.

“Do you mind if I stay? I can go down into the main club area so I won't bother you.” 

“As long as you don’t get into trouble.” 

Hana pulled her cutest face. “I’ll be a good girl.”

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Hanzo climbed into his car, placing his phone on the dashboard. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath and leaned back in the seat. Tomorrow was the concert but that’s not what was stressing him. It would be the dinner that would be happening in a few hours. His phone went off with a small buzz sound of an incoming text message.

It was from his mother.

He sighed heavily and opened it to read.

‘Here is Haruka Yamamoto’s number when you wish to contact her. I’ve even attached a photo of her. Your father and I will see you later for dinner when we are done with business.’

Hanzo looked at the picture, even he admitted to himself that she had lovely features. Did it really matter? She was just another one that probably would end up being more of a marriage of convenience if he were to pursue it. Without replying he put the phone away in his bag so it wouldn’t bother him.

“One step at a time.” Hanzo mumbled to himself the little thing his grandmother would say to him everytime he worried too much. Maybe he’d go to Japan and visit her after the concert, it would be nice to see her again.

Looking at his watch to see what time it was, Hanzo decided to go on a drive to clear his head.    

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Genji pulled out a case from it’s safe place on the top of the closet shelf and placed it at the foot end of his bed. Opening to reveal an old but well loved violon. Despite focusing more on his guitar playing, he still made sure the instrument was always tuned. Memories of when him and his brother would practice together. Simpler times or at least it felt that way. Too bad it couldn’t go back to that, even if it meant feeling he would be in Hanzo’s shadow again.

Dinner had felt awkward again but at least less than yesterday. Thankfully Akari was good at changing subjects to cut the thick aura. Hopefully this would all calm down after the concert, well maybe for him it would. Hanzo wouldn’t be so lucky and that made Genji frown.

Carefully he picked up the instrument, settling it in a proper form and played a few notes. It was almost second nature and Genji swayed along with the tune. Lost in the feelings it brought back. 

After several minutes, Genji finished his song and put the violin back in before sitting next to the case. He just sat there thinking of random stuff, mainly what his life actually was. Wondering if he made any good decisions, since most of his adult life was a series stupid choices.

Sighing, he laid back on the bed. He needed another nice distraction like this morning, it was fun hanging out with Zarya.

Maybe he’d join her next time.