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Title: Invading for Love

Fandom: Avengers/Bleach

Chapter: 12

Characters: Natasha, Soi-Fon

Word Count: 1,462

Warnings: fighting

For: CutsyCat

AN: Okay, you guys, I have things to talk about but I can't be doing this to much. On May 2, 2016, I will be doing a Younow livestream. That means that yes, you can get to know the face behind the writing if you so wish to. The first one will be just kind of an experiment kind of thing to see where things fall in line.

From there, I'll make plans for future livestreams if enough people are interested. Keep an eye out on my twitter (@SLStrailo) and my Facebook (Rose Strailo) for updates on that.

But I hope that you enjoy this chapter! Today we're discovering why Natasha had such a odd reaction towards our dear Ichigo!

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Sliding out of the shadows, Natasha frowned as she tipped her head to one side, shifting on her feet in thoughtfulness. She could tell she was being followed but wasn’t sure by whom and by how many, having caught glimpses of at least two different bodies. Unless they knew how to shift their body shapes, it had been at least two people, possibly three.

And they were all trained in how to hide best. Her map had showed her that only Clint was still on the move, the rest gathering together in what was labeled to be the Eleventh Division. She idly wondered what she should do as she found a spot to sit, pulling out her gun and checking on it, thinking heavily about why she was there.

She was there for Clint mostly, that was true. But she really didn’t know what to think about their young tour guide, Ichigo. He rubbed her the wrong way and it was as if he didn’t really care what she or anyone else thought about him. Granted he and his teacher both were helping them to find Coulson but she still didn’t like him.

Natasha found that she liked the perverted shopkeeper more than she liked his student. And that was rather odd for her considering she usually didn’t like someone without a good reason not to.

Sighing, she slid her gun into it’s holster and stood, groaning softly before stretching her arms over her head slowly. She felt stiff but she figured that it was the area that they were in and just how tense she was.

A woman with black hair pulled up into a high ponytail and wearing a white haori stepped out into the light and stared at her as she fell into a defensive pose, eyes narrowed. “Calm down. I have orders to bring you to the sou-taicho in anyway I can but at the moment you look like you need to see Unohana-taicho.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Natasha growled, eyes narrowing as the woman just smirked and walked closer, staying out of striking range.

“What it’s supposed to mean is that you need to see a healer. Your body is reacting to the world around us, and so is your soul. And it’s reacting oddly since it’s not used to the energies around here,” she stated, eyes running over her body. “Stiff? Somewhat sore in random places at random moments? Irritable?” she asked. Natasha took a moment before she nodded. “Figured. Orihime-san felt the same way when she first got here, but she got over it after a day due to her training. You have power but no training in it, I bet.”

“What are you talking about?” Natasha asked, coming to stand straight, wincing at the tug of muscles that hadn’t even been used.

“You have reitsu. Spiritual power. But it’s untrained and rather on the low side, or at least held back well enough that you don’t feel it.” She tilted her head, black eyes half lidded as her left hand came up to rub at her shoulder, drawing Natasha’s eyes to where the right arm should have been. “Lost it during the Winter War. Doesn’t mean that I’m unfit for my job.”

“Wasn’t going to say you weren’t,” Natasha said. “Why do you say that I have power?” she asked.

“Because you do. I can feel it, barely,” the woman stated, walking closer, reaching out slowly to slide her hand over Natasha’s arm. Natasha shivered slightly at the feeling of something dancing over her skin, the black haired woman smiling. “My name is Soi-Fong. Please come with me. I’ll take you to Unohana-taicho. She’ll be able to get you back on steady ground while your power wakes up.”

“Thank you,” Natasha said slowly, eyeing the woman before her, surprised when the other simply turned her back and started to walk to where she was taking her.

“It is not a problem. It means I don’t have to fight, I can easily gather you up, and that you can get the help that you need,” Soi-Fon stated, looking over her shoulder. “What are you doing here anyways? I’m sure that your other friends will tell them, but I haven’t heard from them myself.”

“We’re here for a friend,” Natasha replied, shrugging one shoulder as she followed after the other woman, watching her move. It was like watching herself move, and that was a bit odd. Soi-Fon moved like the assassin that she obviously was: quite, not a single movement wasted as she moved, eyes watching the area around them. It was interesting to see. “Do you know why this power was awakened?” she asked.

“Most likely you were near a source of concentrated power that comes from the very Earth,” Soi-Fon stated as she opened the gates to the Fourth Division, heading for the main building. “We recorded such power not very long ago. Were you anywhere near that odd battle?”

“The Chitari Invasion?” Natasha asked, Soi-Fon just raising an eyebrow as they came to walk side by side. “I was one of the main fighters during that invasion and helped to close the portal,” she admitted after a moment.

“That would do it splendidly,” Soi-Fon snorted, shaking her head as they walked into the building. “Come on. I’ll take you straight to Unohana-taicho so she can balance you out.”

“Thank you,” Natasha said, frowning some more as she followed after the woman, taking in the fact that the people around them just ignored them for the most part. They glanced at them but they didn’t do much beyond that, continuing on with their way and their duties. It was almost like they were expecting her to a point, which threw her off and made her wary of them.

Her wariness stopped when Soi-Fon came to a stop before a closed door and knocked on it. A voice called out for them to come in and the taicho pushed the door open, stepping inside with Natasha following after her. Just inside, she blinked at finding Tony sitting there and sipping tea from a delicate china cup, flirting lightly with a pretty woman who sat near him.

“Unohana-taicho, this young woman has power that is awakening and no training,” Soi-Fon stated as she closed the door behind them.

“Unsurprising considering where we are and what we’ve seen,” Tony chuckled, saluting them. “I’m Tony. I take it you’re Soi-Fon, taicho of the second right?” he asked, Soi-Fon nodding her head with narrowed eyes. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Yoruichi-san says hi by the way and that she’ll be by for a spar and lunch soon,” he said.

“I shall look forward to her arrival then,” Soi-Fon said after a few moments of staring at him, turning to Unohana. “Taicho, she’s feeling the power around her rather well and I’m sure she shall find that the Vizards will most likely rub her wrong. I wish to avoid an insult or misunderstanding.”

“What is a Vizard?” Natasha asked, Tony looking kind of curious about that to. It was a term that they hadn’t heard since the adventure had started.

“A Vizard are those Shinigami who have a hollow in their very inner being. The hollow is a part of them, the broken anger and sadness that they shoved into boxes over the years,” Unohana stated as she stood, drawing Natasha over to a low sitting table and having her sit on it. “Do you know how to meditate?” she asked.

“I do,” Natasha replied, Unohana smiling softly in return.

“Wonderful. Now, meditate until you see your power. It can be any color, any type of feel to it, but it will be yours and only yours. It can take a while, so take some time and just let it come to you,” Unohana instructed, Tony and Soi-Fon finding comfortable positions while they waited for Natasha to do that. It didn’t take her very long, about half an hour while they sat there and watched.

Soi-Fon smirked at the subtleness of Natasha’s power and made a space for the woman when she finally passed on. “Found it?” she asked, Natasha blinking and nodding her head. “Feel better?”

“Much, thank you,” she breathed, Tony smirking and offering her a tea cup.

“Well then, come and drink tea with us and we can relax,” he chuckled, waving the cup slightly before putting it down close to the assassin. “All that’s left is Clint then?” he asked.

“He is indeed the last one,” Natasha hummed, sitting down and taking the cup. “Now, tell us about these Vizards?”
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