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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
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Title: Don’t Piss of the Personal Assistant
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Characters: Shuri, M’Baku, T’Challa, Tony, Ichigo
Chapter: 5
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Warnings: nothing really, language
AN: Sorry for being a few days late on the posting. Life got really busy rather randomly and I wasn’t able to post on Monday. But as promised before, if I can, I will post chapters on Wednesday. I’m going to go back to edits.

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“I want to remind you, Shuri-san, that even back then, they had proven that Howard Stark found it on a private beach,” Ichigo said, smiling slightly. “And that it was the biggest Vibranium outside of Wakanda to date,” he continued. “Think before you believe someone who has no knowledge of that which they speak. It will save you a lot of heartbreak and headaches if you think and research on your own.”

Shuri huffed at him and pouted as her brother chuckled from where he sat at the head of the table. “I believe that was rather smooth, all things considered,” T’Challa said as Ichigo took his own seat.

“I helped to raise two twin sisters. I learned how to shut down teen egos with some words a long time ago,” Ichigo said. “Shuri-san, you have much to learn, just like everyone. Do not think that because you are a genius in your own right that you are always right about something.” He crossed his legs. “I know, it’s a hard pill to swallow with your ego, but you have only seen sixteen years of your life, and nothing beyond your own borders beyond what you have seen on the three trips past them and the sites that you go through. So, deflate the ego, open your mind and explore the world. Get used to seeing the world as it really is. And lose the preconceived notions that you have about it. They will only hurt you and your professional reputation in the long run.”

M’Baku smiled. “You speak with a deep well of wisdom,” he said, Ichigo shrugging in turn.

“She will have to get used to the outside world if she wishes to be seen as a part of the scientific world. I know that three of your scientific people have already started to test the waters by joining peer review groups and submitting essays,” Ichigo said.

“Peer review?” Shuri asked. She had heard the term but hadn’t thought anything of it. She turned to staring at her brother with curious eyes. “What?”

Ichigo sighed. “And that is why I said to deflate the ego and do your own research, Shuri-san. Look, anyone who is creating new things, discovering new things on things old and sparkling new, doing new techniques for new things and old, whatever, all must do peer reviews. This is so that if there are any issues going on with your research, someone can catch it if you do not,” he said.

“Or ask questions about what you are doing. And this will be for anyone in any kind of science or research,” Tony said. “My research department releases their own research on certain topics for peer review every three months. I’ve personally gone through review multiple times for my dissertations for my degrees. Yes, I had to explain my thinking on them and needed to have a working example for them because some of them were thought of as something that wouldn’t have for decades, like my learning robots. But I still went through it.” He smirked. “Still do actually. But mostly just through my own people who are paid to pick or tear my shit apart as it needed.”

“I am in art for a reason myself. But even I’m going to have to deal with some peer reviews for my degree thesis, which I’m already researching for at the moment,” Ichigo admitted. He shrugged. “It’ll end up being around thirty to eighty pages all about historical paintings: how they are preserved, their care, and various other parts,” he said at the curious look that T’Challa sent him.

“I myself had put out some research papers for the code that I had worked out for anti-virus and protection of delicate information,” T’Challa admitted, tilting his head. “I was lucky that I was able to take classes online due to my position as a prince,” he explained. “I was able to do that, and it taught me how the outside world tends to work because I had to use that outside laptop and computers for my assignments. It was a good way of getting beyond our borders.”

Shuri shifted in her seat as she frowned, poking at her food as she thought about what she had been told. “I will do some research,” she finally said. “I must learn what is required to become a neurosurgeon if I wish to bring those techniques over to Africa as a whole,” she mused.

Tony smirked and picked up a slice of fruit. “Stephen said that he’ll bring you the information that you might need from a few premier schools that would be best to get your masters from,” he said. He ate the slice and chewed, Ichigo placing some cold cuts onto his plate. “You, being who you are, will probably want to go to a higher quality school with an online option for the base classes. I know that there are a few different schools that are used to having high profile students,” he continued. “Once this shit comes out, Wakanda will look really good. Last I heard, T’Challa, your father had started the administrative part of a specialized donation fund for Africa, didn’t he?”

T’Challa smiled sadly but nodded. “Yes. He did. M’Baku had agreed to take over the administrative part, continue to run it with my mother. My grandfather wished to start one such fund but at the time there were not as many options in doing so,” he said. “At least not when we were in such a deep isolation. My mother has decided to be the face of it to the rest of the world. I hear that she is speaking with several people who are, what did she call it? Twitch famous I believe that she said, so that she could learn on how to do donation streams.”

Shuri smiled brightly. “All of the money, outside of taxes and paying the three people who watch over it full time, go to various African funds for medicine, medical care, and other such things,” she said. They looked to her. “We do other things too, obviously, but the money-based charity is going to be our biggest part.”

“I can tell you that games are a popular draw. See if there are those who are of the younger generation who wouldn’t mind playing various games online. Look around, see what draws crowds and what kind of attitudes pull in money. Start a video channel to go along with it so that those of your country can talk about their lives and your culture. Open up about yourself,” Ichigo suggested. He wiped his mouth, the pink of the juice that he had been drinking a blush against the cream. “I actually have a channel where all of mine are videos about the art that I’ve done or that I’m learning about. I make a few dollars off the channel, but it’s not my main source of income so I don’t worry about it. Have any income from the channel going to paying those who are doing the job and the rest for the fund.”

“Those are good ideas,” M’Baku said, looking down at his phone and making notes. Including finding Ichigo’s personal account to see what he had posted. “I’m sure that we can figure things out.”

“Don’t expect it to be an instant hit,” Tony chuckled. “Anyways, while things are being set up for the transportation and before we dive into the paperwork, I was kind of hoping to go wander around the village. Spend some money on things.”

“Do you have any actual cash on you?” Ichigo asked, rather amused. Tony smirked. “Of course you do. T’Challa-san, is there anyone free who is willing to show us around for a few hours?” he asked.

“I believe that I will be able to do so today,” M’Baku said after checking his schedule. “It will be good for me to get out of the palace. It is an early market day so there will be much to look at and buy,” he continued. He shared a look with T’Challa.

“We don’t want to pull you away from anything important,” Tony said, looking to M’Baku. He smirked and shook his head.

“Do not worry so much about it, Mr. Stark. I will enjoy having time to relax while I’m out,” M’Baku said. Ichigo smiled at him and nodded.

“Then I will go gather our things and get some sunscreen. We will need it, Tony-san,” Ichigo said. He stood and bowed, leaving with Okoye following him with a smirk on her face. With Ichigo out of earshot, Tony gazed at the two men, Shuri wrinkling her nose at the coming conversation.

“I am going to warn you once: Do not fuck around with his heart. You want to get laid, sure, whatever. Go for it. But don’t sit there and make him think it’s something that it’s not,” Tony warned. “He’s been through some major heartbreaks in the last three years of his employment with me, and I don’t want to see him hurting like that again.”

T’Challa stopped Shuri from opening her mouth and saying something with a touch of his hand to her arm. “Do not worry about us hurting him. We are interested, that is true. And if we do invite him to our bed, we will be frank with him,” he promised. Tony nodded. “What about you? Are you dating someone now, Tony?” he asked, turning the conversation more towards a teasing lilt.

Tony snickered, shrugging. “I’m in a kind of friends with benefits thing with Loki currently. He pops up, we plot for Thanos and how best to fuck him over, fuck sometimes, and then he heads back to the ship,” he said. “Works for me right now. I really don’t have the energy to give a relationship and I don’t think that I’m ready for something steady. Pepper was my longest relationship. I’m just glad that we both decided that we made better friends than lovers so soon. Yes, we can have sex all day every day, but we did not make good life partners.”

M’Baku smirked at him. “It is good that you were able to find that out before you decided to marry. I would think that both of you would have hated to lose that friendship if the marriage had soured,” he said.

Tony tilted his head with a smirk, saluting the large man with his juice glass. “Same here. For now, I’ll have my fun with those that I can trust. Stephen has been helping me heal everything wrong along with my new shot. It’s nice not being grey again,” he chuckled. Ichigo walked out with a bag thrown over one shoulder and a travel sized container of sunscreen in his hand.

“I’ve wondered about that since you got the shot in the first place, Tony-san,” Ichigo drawled as he shook the bottle. “Shirt up enough for me to get at your shoulders please.”

Tony rolled his eyes as he pulled off the shirt, leaving him with the new, very thin arc reactor still mostly hidden by a tank top undershirt. The scars on his chest were lighter than before, making Ichigo stare in thought before shrugging and popping the top on the sunscreen. Squeezing out a bit onto his hand, he closed it, putting it onto the table before he turned to the other male.

“To share, the reason why I’m looking younger is because the poisoning I went through with my first arc reactor really fucked up my system. All of the sorcerers that I’ve been working with at Kamar Taj all said that it’s likely that the magic that they’re working with along with the stripped-down Extremis is turning back my biological clock. So to speak,” Tony told him. He allowed Ichigo to smooth the cream over his shoulders and up his neck and partially down his back. “This is including the scars, the damage to my bones, especially my rib cage, and allowing me to create a smaller arc reactor for my nanites,” he continued.

“I take it that the magic does work well with Extremis if this is the result,” Ichigo mused, the three Wakandas watching them. “I didn’t know what he was up to beyond the basics,” he explained.

“Yep,” Tony chirped. “There are a few scientists at Kamar Taj who are working to figure out if they can embed the power into the shot before it’s used and activated,” he said. “For those really bad cases.”

“Much like yours were if you hadn’t had the shot or their help? Was it likely you would have died?” Ichigo asked. Tony nodded as he stepped away, the red head using the rest of the sunscreen to cover his arms.

“Yep. Did you get your face?” Tony asked.

Okoye chuckled. “He did it in the mirror in his room along with what he could reach of his own body except for his arms,” she said. Ichigo blushed and shrugged.

“I found that I forgot to pack my sun hat too,” Ichigo sighed. “I have this beautiful wide brimmed hat that would have kept most of the sun off me. You guys have a strong sun, much more so than most of Japan.”

Shuri stood with a thoughtful look. “I should have a wide brimmed hat that would fit you,” she said. “I can let you borrow it while you are out.”

Ichigo smiled and pulled out a rolled up shorter brimmed hat from his bag, handing it over to Tony. “Thank you, Shuri-san, that would be welcomed,” he said, tilting his head. She disappeared out of the door and returned a few moments later with a large hat in hand, brushing off a bit of dust.

“I do not get to use it often now days. Only when I find time in my schedule to help mother in her garden,” she said. Ichigo smiled softly.

“I remember wearing hats like this when my own mother still lived. I think it’s now one that Yuzu uses when she’s working in her own patch of dirt,” he admitted with a smile. Shuri chuckled. “I will return it after I give it a light bath if that’s fine with you.”

Shuri smiled, nodding her head. She felt that even though the other male had told her to check her ego, he hadn’t done it in an attempt at hurting her. It had been an attempt at making sure she didn’t bring herself unnecessary hurts. She felt a new connection between them.

Tony put his hand on and adjusted himself before he patted himself down. “I need to grab my sunglasses,” he said. Ichigo rolled his eyes and handed them over.

“I also made sure to grab your cash box while I was at it,” he said as he pulled out the small case. It looked much like a small lock box, and it would only open when Tony was holding it. Friday was connected to it and would shock anyone who shouldn't have it. Or dispense money from the inside without Tony having to open it. “I do hope that you do have smaller bills in there.” He unrolled a second, smaller shoulder bag, handing it over along with the sunscreen.

Tony look insulted even as he tucked it away into the shoulder bag. “Of course I do,” he said, giving his PA an amused look. “I just plan on spending so much money.”

“That I wouldn’t doubt,” Ichigo drawled, placing the hat on his head before he rearranged his bag so that he could make sure that he was fully stocked. “Are you ready to leave, M’Baku-san?” he asked.

M’Baku chuckled and stood from the chair, having dressed for a lazy day, even with a few hidden weapons on him. “Indeed,” he drawled. He checked and made sure that he had a small pad of paper and his wallet. Ichigo eyed the pad of paper before shrugging and tapping the tips of his shoes on the ground with a smile.
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