Avenger/Bleach Ministories

Title: Spiritual Lover

Fandom: Avengers/Bleach

Chapter: 7

Characters: Byakuaya

Word Count: 1,377

Warnings: cursing

For: CutsyCat

AN: Still waiting to hear for the Physical therapy. Fun times. *rolls eyes*

But I should be good for the moment as long as I don't do bad things. *sighs*

Enjoy!

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Byakuya was finding himself rather enjoying his life in the living world. He had set it up so that he could spend more time in New York since the Avengers knew him and trusted him, it wasn’t hard for him to convince his superiors to allow him to do it. During that time, he had found a better place to live with the help of Tony, who offered the top floor condo of a building that he owned. He had also gone around on the occasional patrol when Ichigo wasn’t able to do so.

He found New York to be loud and annoying, the people made him want to lose the mask of a noble, and he was often wondering just why he was there. But then he would find a new park that the Avengers had opened, walked down a street that had at one time be destitute, but was on the up and coming because of Tony or of Steve, both men putting their considerable wealth and power to good use.

He would remember just why he was there when Phil came over with fresh vegetables and sake from Little Tokyo, and would make such delightful dishes that they teased the palette. He would remember why when he was pulled into a slow kiss by his boyfriend, making him hum softly in delight before pulling away and doing dishes.

Byakuya often chuckled when his boyfriend teased him about his older sensibilities, and not wanting to sleep with the other man just yet. He did have plans for their first time after all, but he wasn’t going to tell Phil that just yet. No reason to spoil the surprise.

Outside of his dates and random patrols, he also took care of the occasional soul that he came across, sometimes sending messages to loved ones about where this will or that will was, where someone’s diary was. Where they had hidden the paperwork for bank accounts. He felt good when it helped someone and even better when he could call in a credible tip about a family being tormented by some idiot because their father died with their money.

He also took out hollows, rare as they were turning out to be. The Avengers had him on speed dial just in case they ended up running across a hollow during their own fights. It was all getting to be rather interesting for the young clan head.

Byakuya of course worked hard to keep his paperwork up to date and his clan running smoothly. He got everything sent to him and held meeting via a specialized computer that had Tony nearly drooling over it the moment that he saw it. Byakuya had introduced the billionaire genius to Urahara before promptly hiding from the two as they discussed things that he had no interest in learning.

Phil had to promise him that he wouldn’t let the two genius’ test anything out on or around him before he would leave his apartment. The one time they had even thought to, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent had promptly glared them into submission, Ichigo dragging Urahara off by his ear.

It had been highly amusing to Byakuya at the time, along with his boyfriend.

Of course, Byakuya and Phil also went out on dates. Phil got rather creative in what he did and where he took the noble, especially after doing a bit of digging around to find out just what had gone on when Byakuya had been living.

Seeing as he had lived during a time of turmoil, he took him to places that were filled with nature, mostly the parks and the botanical gardens. They would often picnic or if it was to cold that night, they would go to small cafes and sit at a window, just talking and drinking coffee. Phil also took his boyfriend to see the exhibits that were in the various museums, the agent learning that Bucky wasn’t quite as dead as everyone thought he was.

“Yes, he’s hurt. No, he doesn’t have any memories of his life as far as we can tell. No, he isn’t awake so he can’t be tracked. I’ll talk with my people and see if we can figure out his history though.”

They didn’t tell Steve, not yet. Not when he was still hurting so much over losing so much.

Byakuya was quickly finding himself happy to be away from the Seireitei and was surprised that he didn’t miss it as much as he thought he would have. He often stood on the balcony of his home, wrapped up in a warm robe that had joined his collection of clothing and wondered if he could get away with continuing to live as he was. His clan was watched over by Rukia, who would one day make a wonderful clan head if he so chose to step down. He was able to do his job just fine in the living world, especially since Urahara had worked out an in and out box that sent files back and forth along with the computer.

Sighing, Byakuya pushed away from the railing as the sun rose over the skyline, shivering softly in the cold breeze, turning to step into his condo and closed the door behind him. He walked over to the tea kettle and poured some of the hot water into a prepared tea cup, watching the liquid turn dark as the leaves steeped. Once it was ready, he removed the tea ball and tossed the leaves away before adding a bit of honey.

He was to meet with Ichigo later that day to discuss a few other things. He had to make sure that he wouldn’t be invading the young males space if he did ask for a semi-permanent place as the Avengers liaison for the Seireitei. He didn’t want to strain their relationship, simple as it was at the moment and still oh so new, but he also didn’t want to go months, if not a year or more, before he got to see his lover.

He knew that one day Phil would die and go to the Soul Society, having checked Phil’s name in the Book of the Dead, but he was alive and whole and well. And Byakuya wanted to be with him during the entire time. He didn’t want to give it up.

He didn’t want to give up the late nights together. He didn’t want to give up the dinners that were eaten in front of this movie or that movie. He didn’t want to give up the long walks and picnics and museums...He just didn’t want to give it all up. Not yet.

Sighing, Byakuya picked up his tea cup and sipped at it, eyeing his phone and contemplating when he should call Ichigo. He knew that the young man had probably ended up studying late into the night, having an evening class with an upcoming test, so he didn’t want to disturb his sleep too early. He jumped though when the phone vibrated, making him lunge for it and grab it up off the counter.

Seeing that it was Ichigo’s emergency line, he flipped it open and dug around for the soul pill that he kept around for himself. “Yes?” he snapped, finding the pill as the sounds of a fight came over the line.

“Fucking...Byakuya, get your ass down to downtown! Somehow one of the idiots got their hands on hollows and are using them to cause havoc,” Ichigo snarled into his ear. “They have some kind of collar on them, so they’re doing what he’s tellin’ ‘em to do. I need help. The Avengers are kicking the fukers ass but I can only do so much.”

“I’ll be right there,” Byakuya promised, staring at the phone when a cut off curse came from the line and the call ended. Pausing, he allowed himself to curse heavily and swallowed the pill, calling out instructions to his body as he dashed out of his window and towards where he could feel the battle really heat up now that he was out of his body. “Fuck,” he muttered, taking to the roof tops and using all of his speed to get to the fight.