Avenger/Bleach Ministories | By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 7636 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Invading for Love
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Chapter: 10
Characters: Ikkaku, Steve
Word Count: 1,572
Warnings: fighting
For: CutsyCat
AN: I had so much fun today! Got some gifts (and if you want to see that video, check out my twitter @SLStrailo for the link to that!), and some pretty new pens.
So here's today's chapter!
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“Man, what the fuck are ya wearin’?” The voice was amused as Steve came to a stand still, looking up on the wall with narrowed eyes. Natasha had disappeared off somewhere, having felt that someone was close, leading whoever had been following them to follow her. So he was on his own and staring at a male with a still sheathed katana resting on his shoulder and a bald head, getting smirked at.
“A friend designed the original costume. The new ones were designed around it,” Steve said, shrugging. For some odd reason, the man kind of reminded him of Bucky, which made him hurt. Just a bit. “She had decided it had to be skin tight of course,” he snorted. “I take it that you’re here to stop me?” he asked.
“My orders were ta take you in. In one piece otherwise I’m liable ta have my ass handed ta me by Ichi,” the man drawled.
“Well then, let’s go then,” Steve drawled, pulling his shield off of his back and sliding it onto his arm. “Just to be polite, because my mother would soap my mother if I wasn’t, my name is Steve Rogers. And you are?” he asked, checking the gun that was attached to his hip. He wouldn’t use it if he didn’t need to but he still needed to make sure that he had it in place.
“Ah, American huh? Names Madarame Ikkaku, third seat from the Eleventh Division,” Ikkaku said, smirking. “Wait a minute. You’re that guy, Captain America right? Yeah, Ichi was reading about that whole attack shit that happened in New York, got us turned on ta ya guys though there’s really not a whole lot we can claim ta know.”
“Oh yes, it seems as if the whole world knows about what happened in New York in some way or another,” Steve sighed, shaking his head before smirking. “Shall we? It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good spar, much less a good fight.”
“Sounds fun,” Ikkaku cackled, jumping off of the wall to land on the ground with a smirk. “How about we just go hand ta hand? I feel like it’ll be funner that way,” he drawled, sliding his zanpakuto into his obi. Steve raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side, smirking slightly at him. Shrugging, the man slung his shield onto his back once more, attaching it to the magnets on his back.
“As you said, sounds fun,” he chuckled, his eyes glinting in excitement as he took his own fighting position much like a boxer, hands held up before his face. Ikkaku smirked and shifted into his own fighting position before attacking, throwing a punch and dodging out of the way when Steve twisted and let fly his own punch towards his gut.
Ikkaku’s smirk grew as they traded punches, dodging and weaving around each other, using what room they had in the alleyway to attack and defend. Ikkaku could feel his partner’s reitsu tickling the edge of his senses as he went against something that felt like lightning and power. But he didn’t really think about who Yumichika was going up against.
Ikkaku had done some research and the way the man before him moved, his research was true. Steve Rogers aka Captain America was a well trained brawler and fighter. He had no doubt that he could use everything that was hidden and seen on his body. It was exciting even as he landed a punch on rock hard abs, making the masked man grunt as he staggered back. Ikkaku yelped when a kick from him landed on his thigh, landing just right to force the muscle to cramp hard enough to actually hurt to even think of moving.
Steve took advantage of it and landed a punch on Ikkaku’s face, snapping his head to the right. “Fucking, not fair,” Ikkaku grunted as he slammed back against a wall, wiping the edge of his mouth. One hand reached down and rubbed at his leg, working the cramp out of his thigh, eyes staring at the smiling male. “You are a dirty fighter. I like that ‘bout you. Where’d you learn something like that?” he asked.
“I grew up in Brooklyn, scrappin’ in back alleys and the such,” Steve drawled. “After I got to be like I am now, I trained with the Howlies. They had various ways of fighting. Then my friend took over and made damn well and sure that I could hold my own, even if it means fighting dirty,” he hummed, standing up and relaxing as he turned towards the rooftops near them, frowning softly to himself.
“Ah, man, Yumi must be done with your friend there,” Ikkaku sighed as he stood straight. He was once more able to move without pain, but feeling the tug of fresh bruises on the rest of his body. “Wondered why it was so short a fight.”
“I have no idea. Thor usually likes to take down his opponents unless he has something more important to get to, or he makes a new friend out of them,” Steve stated, shrugging one shoulder with an amused look on his face. “I think we’ll find out about what is going on here in just a few minutes actually,” he said. “Just be glad we don’t have a Hulk running rampant.”
“Few moments, not minutes,” Ikkaku huffed, spotting his partner alongside a large, armored male with blond hair that was smiling broadly as they came to a stop near them. A shorter male walked behind them, sliding on a pair of glasses and looking around with wariness.
“These nice people know Coulson-san, Ikkaku,” Yumichika chuckled as he strolled over to his partner, wrapping his arm around Ikkaku’s as he dragged him over to the group.
“They do?” Ikkaku asked, looking to Steve who nodded in response. “Well, that’s kind of cool,” he chuckled, rolling his shoulders. “So what’s tha plan, Yumi?”
“Well, you’re going to introduce me to your friend there, you idiot, and then I’ll introduce you to my new friends. After that, we’ll head to the Eleventh, grab some sake, and spar. Give some of the new recruits some new tests. Make ‘em work for it,” Yumichika chuckled, patting Thor’s bicep, the large God looking highly amused.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Pushy bastard. Rogers-san, this is my friend and partner, Ayasegawa Yumichika, fifth seat of the Eleventh Division. Don’t let his pretty looks fool ya, he’d sooner rip yur nuts off then talk ta ya if ya piss him off,” Ikkaku stated, shrugging. “Yumi, this is Rogers Steve, the guy called Captain America.”
“Oh, yes. Coulson-san has told us much about you when we can get him drunk enough to talk,” Yumichika chuckled, smiling softly at the other male.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Steve said, smiling and bowing slightly before turning to Thor and eyeing him, making sure that he wasn’t to hurt.
“Right, my turn. Ikkaku, this his Thor, of the Avengers, and one Bruce Banner, with alter-ego, the Hulk. Thor, Bruce-chan, this is my partner and friend Madarame Ikkaku. Don’t stare at his head for too long. It’ll blind you,” Yumichika drawled, getting a protest from Ikkaku. “Come along, we can head to the Eleventh Division and spar some more, kick some recruit ass, and send a butterfly to the sou-taicho telling him that we have you in custody.” He smirked as he turned to the right pathway. “Such as it is.”
As they walked, Steve allowed his mind to work out what he had learned. Obviously Ichigo had told someone high up about them but hadn’t told anyone why they were there, thus the orders to just detain and bring them in. Which Ikkaku and Yumichika were both doing. He had to wonder just who the young man had talked with before brushing it aside for the moment. He had a feeling that he would have a chance to find out later.
A new thought occurred to him though, making him wonder just how to ask before deciding that he should suck it up. “Excuse me, Yumichika right? Is there any way I could find out if a friend came here after his death?” he asked, walking a bit faster to catch up to the beautiful male. Purple eyes tilted up to look at him.
“I suppose so. I’m sure the sou-taicho won’t mind finding out that bit of information. Do you have any information about him?” Yumichika asked, Thor shooting Steve an understanding smile.
“His name was James Buchanan ‘Bucky’ Barnes. He was born in 1925 and died, supposedly, in 1943. We don’t know what date for sure since we never were able to recover his body,” Steve replied, Yumichika tilting his head while Ikkaku looked over his shoulder. “It was the middle of a war zone. We couldn’t bring a lot of our troops back from that, even after the fighting was said and done.”
“I’ll look into it,” Yumichika promised, getting a smile from Steve as he pulled off his mask. “Now, tell me just why you guys are here. I know Thor said that you are here to see a friend for a friend because they’re mates, but not much else.”
“Well…”
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