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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: 13

Characters: Byakuya, Clint

Word Count: 1,249

Warnings: Nothing really

For: CutsyCat

AN: I haven't gotten a bit of sleep. So please excuse any mistakes going on.

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Sighing, Byakuya came to a stop and stared at the man before him, staring at the arrow that was held steady as it was pointed at him. “Well, he wasn’t lying when he said that you were fast with your bow,” he drawled, watching as blue eyes narrowed at him. “Put the arrow down, and sit with me. I suppose that you are here for your lover yes? He said you might do something stupid if you discovered just where he was,” he said.

Clint twitched before nodding and sitting, allowing his bow to lay across his lap in a position that would allow him to pull it into a proper attack if needed. “So...what’s up?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at the smirk from the other male.

“You came with Kurosaki-san didn’t you? I’m surprised that he hasn’t come to check on you and your friends,” Byakuya stated, Clint raising an eyebrow. “I am Kuchiki Byakuya.”

“He told me about you,” Clint snorted, smirking at the noble. “Called you a stick in the mud but a good man all things considered,” he drawled.

Byakuya sniffed and shook his head. “Unclothe brat,” he muttered fondly, thinking of the young man who had turned his life upside down so many years ago. “I am sure that you have noticed that your people have all gathered in either the Eleventh Division or the Fourth Division yes?”

“So the map showed me,” Clint drawled, tipping his head before smirking. “I suppose that I should tell you my name huh? Rude not ta,” he continued.

“Indeed it would be,” Byakuya said, giving his companion an amused look before looking out over the Seireitei.

“It’s Barton Clint,” Clint said, Byakuya smirking in a way that told him that the man knew that already. “You’ve talked with Phil huh?” he asked.

“Indeed I have. Often. We share similar losses and he has come to me on information others are often hesitant to answer,” Byakuya said. Clint just looked at him before shrugging one shoulder. They sat in companionable silence before the noble spoke up once more. “I lost my wife. Nearly fifty-four years ago now,” he mused softly. “She died and left me with questions and answers that I wasn't sure as to how they matched up.”

“What changed?” Clint asked, putting his bow to the side and drawing up one knee, resting his chin onto it.

“Ichigo and his friends invaded the Seireitei to save Rukia from the manipulations of Aizen.” The words were stated with what would seem to others an uncaring tone, but to the archer, there was an underlying play of thankfulness. “He turned everything that we knew upside down and inside out. He made us really think about the new souls that were coming in and how we were destroying ourselves by staying so stagnant.”

“Even societies like this need to keep moving forward otherwise the new influences start to rebel and you end up with a destroyed society,” Clint hummed.

Byakuya raised an eyebrow at him. “You sound like you know a thing or two about that,” he said.

Clint chuckled and shrugged. “My family, despite the fact that it had come down to me, my brother, our parents, and some scattered aunts and uncles, were hard core Southern. Pretty much anyone who wasn’t white were second, if not third, class citizens, should always address whites as sir and ma’am, be glad for what they had, and stop pushing for more. They were...really hard core Southern. I think they even pissed off some of the neo-Nazi’s and skinheads running around,” he snorted. “They destroyed themselves because they didn’t want to join the rest of the world in moving forward.”

“And the same could be said for a society instead of just a small family,” Byakuya sighed, Clint nodding his head. “Yes, well, Ichigo well and truly helped us to rethink about our laws and rearrange a few things so that it was better. Not perfect, nothing is ever truly ‘perfect’, but better.”

“That’s good. He’s good at making people think from what I’ve seen of him,” Clint admitted. “Where is he anyways?” he asked, tilting his head to look at his companion. Byakuya frowned slightly and his eyes looked dazed as he sought out Ichigo’s power signature, smirking slightly when he found it.

“I do believe that he is waiting for us to finish with the meeting with Yamamoto-sou-taicho. Which it seems as if your friends are heading to,” he said, standing and brushing off his hakama. Clint frowned and picked up his maps, finding the two groupings of dots heading towards what was marked as the first division.

“I suppose that they are. I suppose we need ta join them huh?” he asked, sighing as he stood. Picking up his bow, he attached it to his quiver and looked to Byakuya. The noble just smiled at him before hopping off of the low roof top, waiting for Clint to join him before starting to walk towards the First. “What’ll happen?” he asked.

“I personally don’t have an idea. I know that Ichigo has set up something for you and yours with Yamamoto-san but this has been a good training exercise for us. Those who had power only went after your group when our people couldn’t pinpoint you,” Byakuya admitted, getting a smirk.

Clint adjusted his archery glove and shook his head. “Should get those people from the Second to play hide and seek with your people. That’s what me and Nat used to do when S.H.I.E.L.D. was in one piece and we had new recruits,” he chuckled. “Let me tell ya, getting strung up or tagged by a dye arrow isn’t exactly something that they want to repeat, so they work harder on their training.”

“I shall bring that up with Soi-Fon-taicho and see what she has to say about it,” Byakuya promised, nodding his head. Clint smirked and nodded his head before turning towards the building that they were walking into, surprised at just how fast they had been. “There is some perks to being a taicho. One of those perks just happen to be that I know many of the shortcuts through the maze that is the Seireitei layout.”

“Apparently,” Clint snorted, shaking his head head as they walked up a set of steps and towards a set of gates that opened to allow them in. They continued to walk, the archer taking in everything around him, amused by the way there were so many people staring at him before they shuffled off. Shaking his head, he turned forward again when they came to a door that Byakuya opened it with a smirk.

He chuckled at finding the rest of the group already there, Bruce waving from his spot around a table. An old man that he could only guess was Yamamoto sat at the head and two spots around the table waited for him.

“Well, this is an interesting way to meet someone,” he drawled in greeting. Yamamoto chuckled and waved a hand to one of the floor pillows.

“Please, sit and we shall discuss what is going on,” Yamamoto said, his voice rumbling but pleased. Clint smiled and nodded, taking the seat with Byakuya, getting an amused look as they sat down and got ready to talk about what was going on and why they were there.
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