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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: The Rogue Avengers
Chapter: 2
Word count: 2205
Warnings: nothing really, language
AN: So there was a bit of confusion. Just to tell you, there’s not a whole lot of explanation in this story. It was more of an exploratory fic that I wanted to write. I have another, longer Avengers/Bleach fic that I am working on.

This one was just for the fun of it. But I do hope you guys keep enjoying it!

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The woman chuckled, leading him to where T’Challa’s office was, finding M’Baku already waiting for them. The two men were talking lowly as a palace servant placed food out for the three of them. “Thank you for taking time out of your day, T’Challa-san,” he greeted. He bowed lightly before he sat down when the monarch waved a hand.

“Of course, Ichigo. Okoye told me that we have more guests coming?” he asked. He picked up his utensils and placed some of the offered food onto his place. M’Baku and Ichigo followed his example.

“Yes,” Ichigo replied. “I’m sure that you remember the Sorcerer Supreme, Dr Stephen Strange, correct?” he asked.

“Of course. He was able to scan myself and those who had encountered the Witch to see if I had been twisted by the witch during the talks,” T’Challa replied. “He was also nice enough to remove the...film of magic that had been left over. And taught our own people about what to look for.”

“You are very lucky that your abilities and blessing from Her stopped Maximoff’s powers from touching you beyond that film,” Ichigo said. He shot him an amused look before eating a bite of meat.

“I take it that this sorcerer is to come here?” M’Baku asked. “I do remember that you said that you would have to ask them to come sooner rather than later. I was warning T’Challa about this.”

Ichigo sighed as he slumped slightly, crossing his legs as he tore a slice of the local bread in half and dipped it into the juice of the meat on his plate. “Thank you, and yes. It is looking as if there is a possibility that her power found the leftover pathways from the stone that was used on Barton to manipulate him. With or without her knowledge, we will see that. But with her power held in sekkiseki stone…”

“It is unable to touch anyone now, and what power she has laid will most likely lose its hold because of this,” T’Challa finished. Ichigo nodded. “And this Professor Xavier?”

Ichigo swallowed his bite, picking up the cup of sweet juice and sipping it. “He is the leader of an elite group of fighters called the X-Men. All of them have an active mutation that gives them a kind of power or ability that can be used in a fight. Ororo-san might be the one to accompany the Professor when he comes as she often does on such things. He himself is a high-level telepath and has been working with Loki-san to map out the pathways that the stone used to control a person,” he said.

T’Challa looked over to M’Baku and raised an eyebrow. The broad man thought as he ate. “I think that it would be good for all of those in the palace to be checked over by someone outside of our people. I will see if this Professor Xavier and Dr. Strange will do so. I will speak when they are finished with Barton,” he said. “Or I will call them when they have returned home. And you, Ichigo? Will you do it?”

Ichigo smiled sweetly at him as he crossed his legs and shrugged. “I’m pretty sure that the professor will enjoy another conversation with the spirit in my head,” he said teasingly. T’Challa and M’Baku stared at him with curiosity on their faces. “To quote Shakespeare: There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy. I’m not exactly the most...normal of humans. Such as it is. I’m sure that Loki has said that I’ve been touched by the World of the Dead before,” he said.

“Yes, but never in detail as to what that means in the few times that we have spoken with him,” T’Challa said. Ichigo pulled out his phone and checked the message when the phone vibrated at him. “What are you then if not a normal human?”

“At the base, a medium. A child of a Quincy and a Shinigami who had given up his powers to save the Quincy who was to become my mother. A Living Shinigami who has a dual Zanpakuto with two different spirits. I’m quite a few things. But to be truthful, T’Challa-san, M’Baku-san, I am Kurosaki Ichigo. Personal assistant to Tony Stark and sometimes Virginia Potts, older brother to twin sisters and son of a doctor who has a long past,” he said, shrugging. “My abilities just mean that the Witch will never really able to touch me. Even Rhodes-san was able to deny her manipulations.”

“Ah yes. If she had gone down the path of her usual ‘sweet and innocent’ act with a side of ‘confused and used’, she would have gotten away with it all if I remembered that talk,” T’Challa said. Ichigo smirked.

“When it comes to the human mind, you will find that we as a species are remarkably hard-headed when it comes to things that we know for a fact,” Ichigo said. “I may have the powers that can stop her from manipulating me, but I don’t really use it all that much now days. I’m here to live my life as I want to. Yes, one day I will join my fellow Shinigami to protect the balance, but right now my place is here, in the here and now of the living world. Acting like a liaison between the two worlds while Reiō-sama cleans things up.”

M’Baku hummed, staring at the young man across from him before he pulled out his phone. “Can you recommend any books that I can pick up that would help me to understand the Shinigami and the culture?” he asked.

Ichigo smirked at him. “Myths and Legends of the Japanese Dead by one Urahara Kisuke,” he said. He spelled out Urahara’s name for him. “He’s actually a banished Shinigami and has been working on the book for the last ninety years. He put it out the year that I moved to the United States and became Tony-san’s personal assistant. I think he’s going to put out more in a long series. The first book is pretty much an overview with the following books giving more detailed information,” he said. He looked at his phone again before standing. “Professor Xavier and Dr. Strange should be arriving very soon.”

T’Challa stood with him while M’Baku bought a physical form of the book series and then one that he sent to his e-reader, along with copies for T’Challa. “Then we shall go and greet them,” he said, leading Ichigo out to a courtyard. The young man had promised that Stephen would be focusing on his power signature and open the portal wherever he was.

A glowing, sparking hole of gold magic opened before them as soon as they had stood still for a moment, showing the inside of a rather elegant office. T’Challa could see wood and books covering every shelf along the walls that was shown before a bald, older man in an electric wheelchair rolled out of the portal.

A tall, lovely woman with rich sepia colored skin and white hair that fell around her shoulders stepped out next, her blue eyes sparking with power. T’Challa smiled in greeting, nodding at her. He wondered if he would have time to speak with his old friend face to face instead of the infrequent calls while she was there.

Next a man with a carefully trimmed beard stepped through, smoothing down the sleeves of his tunic as his cloak fluttering behind him. Stephen snorted as his cloak shook itself out at the change in humidity and heat as he closed the portal with a flick of his wrist. His brown eyes were amused at the artifact’s antics before he turned serious.

“Dr. Strange, Professor Xavier, Ororo-san,” Ichigo greeted, bowing slightly before he shook Charles’ hand with a strained smile. “Thank you for coming so fast.”

“Of course,” Charles said, turning to the two men.

“Ororo-san may know them but let me introduce you to my two companions and hosts. This is T’Challa, the Black Panther, Blessed Child of Bast and the King of Wakanda,” Ichigo started, turning to T’Challa first. The man nodded his head in greeting. “And this is M’Baku, the leader of the Jabari Tribe, a reinstated tribe of Wakanda, and blessed Warrior of the Gorilla God, Hanuman, and advisor to T’Challa.” M’Baku nodded with a smile. “T’Challa, M’Baku, this is Professor Charles Xavier, creator of the School for the Gifted. Mutant, activist and telepath. And this is Doctor Stephen Strange, Sorcerer Supreme and retired neurosurgeon. He has been helping Professor Xavier to map out the mind in a physical and spiritual sense. And finally, as I’m sure you know, T’Challa-san, this beautiful woman is Ororo Monroe. Weather Witch, mutant, teacher, activist and full time X-Men.”

“Combining our science with our powers have made quite a few breakthroughs for the science of the mind,” Charles said, smiling at the two men, getting down to business. “Anthony has been talking about creating a specialized AI that can help those who had been brainwashed in any manner with this information. Be it like what happened with Hydra, via torture and a machine, or with those who have Stockholm Syndrome. I do believe that is on hold currently due to him having to heal and deal with the fall out of Siberia.”

T’Challa smiled at that. “I believe that Shiru was thinking about trying to get into neurosurgery now that we are more connected with the rest of the world. She wishes to explore and create new ways of surgery to help others and this is something that interests her,” he said. “She is a genius at electronics, but the mind is what interests her the most. Perhaps you will have time sometime soon to speak with her about your work.”

Stephen shook his head with a smile, his cloak floating up slightly behind him in an attempt at getting some air flow. “I would like to meet with your sister at a later time. If nothing else I will be able to give her my number and speak with her after we deal with the Rogues,” he offered.

T’Challa nodded. “If you will follow us, we will show you where we have put Mr. Barton to rest,” he said, eyeing Ororo and getting an amused smile from her.

“A Weather Witch?” M’Baku asked, coming to walk beside Ororo. “I believe that I have heard of you from T’Challa. You once lived in a small village, closer to the bottom of Africa, correct?” he asked.

“Indeed. My mother met with my father when he came to Africa and moved to America. When I was very young, we moved back to Cairo and they died when our house was crashed into,” she said, tilting her head. “Through some issues and meeting with T’Challa, I found myself where my mother had come from and taken in by a lovely woman who had taught me much about my powers. It had just happened after I had found that I had powers and from my research, my maternal family are known to have my hair and eye coloring with a disposition to witchcraft,” she continued. She blushed and scratched her cheek. “I let the worship of my powers get to my head though, and when I finally left to return to the family that had stayed in America, I found that it was a good thing.”

“Is your village better for having had you there though? And is your family happy?” M’Baku asked.

Ororo smiled. “For a bit of time. Mind you, my elder sister stayed with my father’s sister in the United States since she was in her teens and wouldn’t be able to adjust like I had. From what I remember, my sister moved to New York when she was eighteen and had tried to track me down. But those from my mother’s side of the family are made of cousins who moved to bigger cities or different villages,” she said.

Ichigo smiled over his shoulder as they stepped into the cool palace and turned down a hall. “And now she teaches children history and the higher maths. And tutors those who have more Earthy powers,” he said, turning left at a branch.

“And I quite enjoy my work. I have started to date a very nice Russian mutant named Piotr. He’s actually a walking tank when he has his mutation active,” Ororo said, smiling softly. “Which is most often when not in bed or doing various things with the younger children. He has started to teach Russian as a language offering.”

M’Baku smiled softly at her. “It is good to have found a good life and a love after foolish mistakes that have shown to be dangerous to one’s life,” he said. His eyes turned back to Ichigo as he led Charles and Stephen into the medical wing along with T’Challa. “I was wondering if you know anything you are willing to tell me about Ichigo. I know some but not a lot.”

Ororo smiled and shook her head, heading for the little waiting area that she could see.
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