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Avengers Minis	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 39138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Happy New Beginnings
Fandom: Avengers
Chapter: 3
Characters: Tony, Z
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Warnings: None
For: CutsyCat
AN: And we get to meet the ever elusive Z. :D
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“So they’ve been digging around in your personal life again?” The voice was soft and rich, green eyes watching the way Tony stood at the window and stared out at the line of the city. “Why?”
Tony turned around and gazed at the black haired male, who simply gazed back. He had to admit that Zandir had a way about him that put him at ease. Which he supposed was a good thing since he was a therapist. “Because they don’t really know me.”
“And that’s your fault, Tony, though I understand why you haven’t let anyone in beside Pepper,” Z stated, writing something down on a pad of paper before putting it to the side with a smile.
“Yeah, but then again, Pepper has never once been put off by me and who I am. She’s as strong as her nickname and ten times as sweet,” Tony sighed, walking away from the window. “I just...don’t know the other Avengers. Hell, half the time I’m feel like I’m being judged on what I do and say instead of what my actions say,” he continued.
“By Steve Rogers, correct?” Z asked as he stood and moved to a small tea and coffee set up that he kept for himself and his clients. “Tea?” he asked.
“Please. Some of that mango stuff that you gave me last time,” Tony sighed. “And yeah. It’s like he can’t get it through his thick skull that one Howard Stark may have been my father, but he didn’t raise me. I’m not my father and he can’t get it through his head.”
“Is he adjusting to the new presents well enough?” Z asked as he made their tea, thinking heavily.
“Well enough. I think he just doesn’t like me. Keeps wanting me to be like my dad, all brilliance and kindness to him or something. I spent most of my life being compared to the oh so amazing Steve Rogers, but the moment he appears, I’m being found lacking compared to his shining example of his memories of my father,” Tony snorted, taking the cup when it was offered, playing with the tea bag with a huff. “Let me tell ya, I don’t enjoy it one bit,” he growled.
“I wouldn’t doubt it. I think I want to speak with Rogers, see where his mind is,” Z stated, placing his own tea cup onto the table next to his chair as he sat. “It seems as if he was either fooled or if he is creating a sheen of brightness over those memories.”
“And creating that sheen is keeping him from dealing with that past, right?” Tony asked, having heard the same words come from Z before, getting an amused look from the man.
“Exactly. I’ll send a note with you and you can give it to him,” Z stated, Tony nodding his head in agreement. “Now, what do you think about the other Avengers?”
Tony sighed and removed the tea bag from the cup, tossing it away and adding a bit of sugar to the tea, stirring it. “Coulson has actually opened his eyes for some odd reason. I haven’t figured out what tripped that change but we’ve talked a few times. He’s decided to learn just what I do down in my lab and the projects that I have going on,” he said, tapping his fingers around his tea cup.
“It sounds like it might be a good thing,” Z mused, getting a nod from Tony as the man smiled slightly. “He sounds like a good man, from what you’ve told me and from what Jarvis has shown me. But he also sounds rather harried dealing with all of you,” he continued, Tony sighing and nodding.
“Yeah, well, two master assassins, a scientist with breathtaking anger management issues, a Norse God who visits on occasion, a frozen human experiment turned All American Hero, and of course me? Who wouldn’t be harried,” Tony admitted, sipping his tea as Z smiled brightly in pleasure at the fact that the other man had admitted to something. Even something small. “I’ve been trying to make his job easier. Even created new computers just for him to use for his S.H.I.E.L.D. work. I locked those computer out of the main Avengers Building system, granted, but still, he has the needed access to his bosses.”
“It sounds like you’re doing your best to help without outright stating you’re helping. Did you try to brush it off?” Z asked.
“Nah, not really. I told him that he needed the system as it was, so it might as well be secure and we both know that my stuff is secure,” Tony hummed, Z smiling and nodding. “But he was thankful for it.”
“And the rest of the Avengers? We’ve talked about Mr. Coulson and Rogers. How about Mr. Banner?” Z asked.
“Bruce is good. He’s amused some of the time but we both get along well enough to create some amazing things when he’s not working with people and doctors to get needed things to some of the worse parts of the world,” Tony replied, sitting down in the seat that he claimed each time they got together for a session. “I think he does like me but he’s not used to people not being afraid of his other half. The Hulk likes me as long as I don’t push his buttons.”
“That’s a good thing, to not fear someone who shouldn’t be feared,” Z replied, once more picking up his pad of paper and writing on it, eyes flicking up to the thoughtful looking Tony. “And Ms. Romanoff?”
“She still doesn’t like me all that much, much less look to see what I’m about,” Tony sighed, slumping in his seat. “She keeps trying to bug shit and I’m about to have her tossed out on her ass as Pepper’s assistant for good,” he admitted, rubbing his face with a groan before draining half of his still hot tea. “I don’t think that we’ll really get along all that well. She still thinks that I drink still.”
“You haven’t since the deal with the poisoning and your attacker though,” Z said, sounding surprise that a supposed super spy could be so blind to the truth before her. “Is she blind?”
“No, she has very sharp vision. She just doesn’t want to know I think,” Tony sighed, frowning heavily. “She’s separated IronMan and Tony Stark in her reports, so it’s possible she separated them in her mind to,” he continued, putting his cup down, just playing with the edge with a thoughtful look. “I’m not IronMan without the suit in her eyes. I’m just Tony Stark, playboy billionaire with a drinking problem. It hurts to be seen as my public persona. Especially by someone who I thought would be able to change her thinking better.”
“Indeed. I would speak with your Mr. Coulson in depth about what he may think is going on with her,” Z stated, tapping his pen on his pad of paper. “And to see if he can’t get Rogers to come see me sometime.”
“I will,” Tony promised, nodding his head. “Let’s see, Thor. He likes me. I have a feeling that for all of his muscle bound attitude, he is quite smart. But he hides it well enough that when he says something, everyone is surprised,” he said, turning the subject back to what they were talking about originally. “But he’s a good man, Godhood notwithstanding.”
“He seems like he was raised to be generous in his kindness and hard on his enemies, but still forgiving,” Z mused, Tony nodding his head. “His mother’s work I suppose.”
“From what I’ve been told,” Tony hummed. “But the one that really confuses me, is Clint.”
“Your archer, correct?” Z asked, getting a nod. “What confuses you about him?” he asked, leaning forward. It wasn’t often that Tony spoke of the one named Hawkeye, but it was always in a tone of fond confusion.
“I think he’s been watching me more often than he usually does,” came the admission as the genius slumped down in his seat. “At least I’ve caught him in my vents more often. I don’t think he knows about the pressure sensors in the vents above my lab, or just doesn’t care really. It’s...I don’t know,” he sighed.
Z chuckled and wrote something as the timer went off. “It looks like our time is up for this session. I’m going to say that before you blow up at Rogers to allow me to speak with him. If he doesn’t come in, have at it,” he drawled, putting the papers aside as Tony drained his tea cup.
“Oh yeah, that’s going to be so much fun,” Tony grunted, shaking his head with a rueful smile. “See ya next week, doc.”
“Stay safe, Tony.”
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