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Don't Piss off The PA	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 5864 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Avengers, nor the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Don’t Piss of the Personal Assistant
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Characters: Tony, Peter, Harley, Happy, Ichigo
Chapter: 19
Word count: 1,702
Warnings: nothing
AN: Last week…whoo boy. I have lead ups to migraines and last night I was smacked with one hard in the face. It was a pain, quite literally, to deal with but I’m doing better and here to post this chapter!

Enjoy!

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His wake-up call was Friday playing the sounds of wind dancing amongst Sakura blossoms accompanied with a simple violin and piano. The piece made Ichigo wonder if he could get that for his personal alarms. “Thanks, Friday,” he rasped, rubbing at his face. “I’m awake. Is there any coffee in the kitchen?” he asked.

“At the moment, no. But by the time that you are ready to leave your room, the pot will be ready for you,” she said. “Doctor Strange has already picked up Mr. Barton from the institute to Kamar-Taj through a doorway at the New York stronghold. Loki left about six this morning. Young Harley and Peter are both working on their vacation homework so that they may get this week’s work over with,” she listed off. “Boss is with them, helping them between his own paperwork.”

Ichigo made an appreciative noise as he slid out of the warm bed, standing up with a groan and stretching. He walked over to his suitcase and dug around, pulling out the last pair of jeans and a loose shirt that he had on hand. Pulling off his night clothes, the items joining the rest of his laundry, he pulled on his fresh outfit with a yawn. He took a few minutes to brush and braid his hair before packing away everything.

He stripped the bed and tossed the sheets and blankets into a hamper, not really knowing when he would return but knowing that it was best to change the sheets and blankets when he wasn’t doing overnight work.

With that process done, he put the hamper just outside of his door for whoever swung through to get clothes, and grabbed his bags, hauling them out into the kitchen. He waved at the two boys and Tony who were all sitting at the dining room table and put his bags by the door that lead to the hallway to the private garage. He walked back and yawned at them, Tony raising an eyebrow.

The man just pointed to the counter where now reheated food was waiting for him along with his coffee cup and a fresh pot. “Friday told us that you were up and getting ready to head off. You need to eat and then I’ll be driving ya home. Happy will be dropping me off since he has to get some things from Pep.”

Ichigo chuckled as he poured his coffee, stirring in a bit of sugar, gathering his plate of food to sit at the table. “You know how to treat a guy,” he teased, getting a smug smirk from Tony. He sat down next to Peter and eyed Tony’s paperwork before shaking his head and looking at what Peter was working on. “Wrong kanji for that word in that context,” he told him. Harley looked over while Peter frowned and checked his notes.

“Fudge,” Peter groaned as he erased the kanji, rewriting it and the following three words.

“Better. Rather stiff, but better,” Ichigo replied, smiling as he ate a small dumpling. Peter smiled and continued to work on his homework. “Why did you decide to learn Japanese now?” he asked.

Peter blushed as Harley smirked at him. “Because I like your language. It’s kind of fun to learn too. it’s not easy but when something falls into place, it’s a good feeling. I can see why they suggest that you learn Japanese, Chinese and Korean early in life though.”

“Only because you need to learn how to move with each character. That kind of thing is all about muscle memory along with mental memory, and you’ll remember it as you work on it,” Ichigo said. He smiled at the younger man, picking up his fork to cut into the breakfast sausage that looked like Harley had cooked it, being slightly burnt on one side. “You are doing well though. Keep on practicing and you will find yourself fluent enough to get around and have conversations that most of the Rogues will never hope to understand,” he teased.

Peter and Harley perked up in interest at that idea, Tony snickering as he sighed at another piece of electronic paperwork. “Yeah, but I’m still learning Italian,” Harley pouted. Peter snickered and patted his arm.

“I think that there are a couple of really good online Japanese language courses. We are learning Italian from Tony after all,” Peter said. Harley pursed his lips and nodded. “I’ll look it up and see which one would be best for you. I’m sure that we can talk with Tony about using some of our school funds for it.” He shot Tony a look, getting a lazy smile from the genius.

“I have said that it’s a good thing to have as many languages in your repertoire just because of your futures,” Tony said. “I’ve had Friday and Vision helping me look into some of the best language courses that are available online. On the weekends, while you’re doing school and four days during the summer week of your choice. At the minimum,” he said, sending their log in information and their start dates. “You’ll be starting in May since you’ll both have free periods if you want to do the courses then. You’re both smart and I’m sure you’ll work hard at this.”

“Yes, Tony,” the two boys chirped, Ichigo smiling as he finished off his breakfast.

“Thank you for heating my breakfast,” Ichigo said. He wiped his mouth, finished his coffee, and stood. “I need to get back home though, if you’re done, Tony-san?” he said.

“Yeah, not a problem. Are you going to be fine to do school shopping?” Tony asked, standing and moving to set up a to-go cup for each of them.

“Yes. Luckily for me, they don’t need many things for classes right now. Neither do I for that matter,” Ichigo replied, brushing a bit of Peter’s hair back and ruffling Harley’s before he left with Tony, gathering his bags. Shoving them into the back, Ichigo yawned as he slid into the passenger side, allowing his boss and friend to drive them to where the Kurosaki family lived. Tony had just parked in Ichigo’s assigned space, next to his father’s empty space, when Happy pulled up with a smile, the PA taking his keys before getting out.

“We’ll be seeing you next week for all of the normal things?” Tony asked. Ichigo dug out his phone and checked his calendar.

“Yeah. Monday at nine am after I drop off my sisters for their first day back since my father has an overnight shift that day. I’ll be joining you for the Accords Panel meeting to give my full oral report. Luckily for me, it’s only Friday and I can finish my full report while my sisters are doing their weekend things,” he said. He shoved his braid back over his shoulder. “I can also spend some time picking up a few things me and the girls need.”

“Shopping. So much fun,” Tony drawled, patting Ichigo on the side. “And thanks for all the help.”

“The seeing a new place was nice. Going shopping, even more so. Dealing with idiots who were more worried about their own asses than anything else at first was annoying,” Ichigo stated as Tony cackled. “The paycheck is very nice though.” He left the two to leave to return to the tower so that Tony could deliver some physical paperwork and chat with Pepper about a few things for a few hours.

Ichigo gathered his bags, locked his car and headed down the hall to his door, one of the few on that floor. Opening the front door, he sighed in pleasure at the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg, making him smile. “Tadaime,” he called out.

“Okaerinasai!” came from the kitchen and living room. Ichigo left his shoes at the door and walked towards the small dining nook, hefting the bags filled with goodies onto the table. Karin padded in after him, smirking. Her hair, longer now that she was seventeen and older, had been pulled back into a tight braid while her black eyes danced in amusement.

Ichigo mused silently that she was turning out to be quite pretty in her own way but wished that she would stop stealing some of his looser t-shirts to sleep or hang out in. He eyed the yoga pants and shook his head, just glad that she had found herself relaxing and learning about herself since they had moved. While they had been dealing with the Shinigami, she had been paranoid and worried but now, she was happy.

“What did you get from Wakanda?” she asked.

Ichigo chuckled at her, reaching out to tweak her nose. “Stuff. Get Yuzu,” he instructed. Karin rolled her eyes and headed to grab Yuzu from laying cookies out to cool. Yuzu happily followed her sister.

“You cut your hair again,” Ichigo said, running a hand through the pixie short blond hair that his sister now wore.

“I donated my hair to a wig maker for kids,” Yuzu corrected. “I just wanted to go really short this time.”

“It looks good,” Ichigo told her. “Where’s dad?” he asked as he started to unzip the large bag.

“He got called in. One of his co-workers ended up with a cold from her youngest,” Yuzu said as she went to wash her hands. “So, he’s covering for her today since he’s the only one free with children old enough to be on their own. Therefore, no emergency babysitters needed,” she continued as she washed and dried her hands.

Ichigo made an accepting noise before looking at his sisters with a smirk. He opened the biggest of the new suitcases and patted the items within. “That’s fine. I can give him his stuff later. For now, I have gifts,” he told them. Yuzu squealed at the sight of the fabric, Ichigo quickly stealing the fabric that he wanted for his own use back. Karin was quick to follow her sister in squealing at the sight of the bath bombs that he had tested before bringing any home. Both girls loved every gift that they got. Which made him smile, pleased to be home.
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