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Chapter 6
"What the fuck?! This is the third one man!" shouted Clint
"I apologize Barton. I've forgotten about my strength toward Midgard's objects." Said Thor
Clint threw the remote on the ground, "This is bullshit. Next time Cap is playing, game potato or not." he murmured
The door slid open as Natasha walk in the room with wet crimson hair and nothing but a towel as a garment. The red head stops at the sight of the broken remote on the ground. "That's the third one."
"Yes Nat, thanks for stating the obvious." murmur Clint as he kicked the remote across the room. "Seriously though," Clint turns to face the demigod, "What the hell do they even feed you up there?"
Thor returns the stare in confusion, "I believe we eat similar foods in Asgard as in Midgard. Probably something like—"
"Okay! That was a rhetorical question." Snapped Clint
Thor continues to look at the man in confusion. Clint just shook his head in annoyance, "Nevermind." The archer turned and stared grimly at the remote.
Natasha strode over and flopped down on the chair next to the sulking brunette. Clint glance at the red head next to him, "Nat you better wear something before Cap comes in—"
A loud crash echo the room and all three heads turn toward the door. The blonde was standing there; face fluster and hands trying to cover his eyes. "Agent Romanoff please put on some clothes!"
Clint burst out laughing, while Thor looking at the blonde amusingly.
"D-don't you guys see the problem here?" yelped Steve
"No, not really." laughed Clint
"The problem might be on you captain." replied Thor
Steve shook his head as he face away from the three, "Fury has assigned us missions. These are for you guys." Steve handed the files to the red head; trying not to look at the female. Natasha took her time to reach for the files while the blonde squirmed impatiently for the red head to get it. Finally grabbing hold onto the files, Steve pulled his hand away quickly.
"I'll…um go find Stark and doctor Banner." The blond said as he hurriedly left the room.
"Let me guess." Clint said smirking, "You did that on purpose."
"That was clever." Said Thor
Natasha smiled at the men, "Of course."
"This is so…" Bruce breathes out.
"Awesome?" Tony interjected.
Bruce nodded as he examined the material of the pants he is currently holding. The purple color was indeed not bad looking and the feeling of it was quite nice. Apparently the best part about the material of these pants were that—
"It stretches! Wearing this and you will never have to go butt naked again after you hulk out!" Tony beamed.
"This is truly awesome Tony. You…made this for me?"
"Um, yeah. Who else hulks out around here?" said Tony, smiling.
Bruce continues to look at the man in front of him. The smile on the man face was so contagious, he felt the big grin plaster on his face growing wider every second.
"Thank you Tony. I really appreciate it."
Tony heart beat quicken at the sight of the smiling doctor. He could feel the blood rushing into his ears as the pounding of his heard beats loudly into them. Tony gaze drop down onto the slightly chap red lips; subconsciously licking his lips and slowly lean closer to lessen the space between him and the doctor.
Bruce eyes widen as he look into dilated brown eyes. He hold in his breath as the man lean closer and closer until their lips almost touch. Bruce slowly closes his eyes to accept the touch, but the sudden outburst of the AI surprised him, as he gasped and broke away from the man.
"Sir, Captain Rogers is outside, permission to allow him in?"
Tony cursed slightly before clearing his throat, "Yeah, let him in."
The door slid open as Steve enters cautiously into the room. "I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?"
"Kinda—"
"No, you're not!" Bruce said quickly
Tony face fell instantly upon hearing the man, but he quickly replaced it with his usual expression, "Fury has missions for us I assume."
Steve nodded as he handed the files to Tony. He took them in annoyance and dumps them on the table behind him.
Bruce looks at Steve in confusion, "I don't get one?"
Steve shook his head, "Fury didn't give me your mission. He said for you to see him in person for it."
Bruce nodded his head and made his way toward the door, but was instantly stop by Tony's arm held tightly on his.
"Woah, wait a minute Bruce." He turned to Steve in annoyance, "Why does Fury want to speak to Bruce again?" snapped Tony
"I don't know Stark. I was only told that."
"That's fine, I'll go to Fury." Said Bruce
Tony head snap toward the brunette, "Bruce, you should really be careful about this."
Bruce stared at the taller man tentatively before pulling away, "I'll be fine."
Before Tony could interject, Bruce was already out the door, on his way to Fury. Tony cursed under his breath before heading for the files that were splatter on the table in a messy pile. He unwillingly gathered the papers into a pile again and began scanning the materials.
Steve looked at the man in distress cautiously. The furrowed brows and the clenched lip showed just how displeasing the man is feeling. "You and doctor Banner are close."
Tony head snapped up instantly in annoyance, "Yeah, so?"
The blonde hands held up cautiously, "I did not mean it in a bad way. The way you treat doctor Banner is different than the way you treat others. Plus the way you reacted before—"
"Are you jealous captain?" said Tony with a hint of humor in his voice.
"I'm being serious here Mr. Stark." Steve said sternly.
"So was I." Tony said with a smirk, "Besides what does that have to do with anything? Bruce and I are buddies. We have a lot in common and I get along with him."
"You enjoy his company." added Steve
Tony narrowed his eyes in confusion, "I'm sorry, what are we getting at here?"
Steve shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the door. Before he exited the room he looked over at the man with a small smile. "Nothing."
Tony growled at the empty room and turned back to the files. It was bugging him. The incident with Bruce and the little verbal contest Rogers had with him. It seemed like the man was hinting something he doesn't know about. Then the incident with Bruce. He didn't know what came over him. The urge to kiss the man was so strong that he almost did. Don't forget the fact that Tony Stark is not gay to begin with. Even if he is, it wasn't like he and Bruce was an item. He never thought about the man like that and clearly, the man didn't think of him like that either. The doctor is probably so freak out that he was going to stay as far away from him as possibly. Tony groaned at the thought of the man ignoring him. The sudden ringing of the phone made him jump in surprise. The phone lit up to the picture of a certain blond CEO and Tony inwardly slaps himself.
He let out a shuddering breath as he rubbed his eyes in frustration, "I fucked up big time."
Bruce arrived in front of the door of Fury's room. He took a deep breath, raising his fist to knock on the door. Bruce jump back as the door slid open before he had a chance to knock. Bruce entered the room cautiously and instantly he spot the one-eyes man looking out the window deep in thoughts with his hands clasps behind his back.
"Doctor Banner." said Fury, back still facing the brunette.
Bruce nodded his head in reply, "Fury."
The man turned slightly and motion for Bruce to join him. Bruce slowly made his way to the spot next to the man and stood with uneasiness. Fury must have sense the distress in the man; he let out a small chuckle and glanced at the man. "Relax doctor - we are only here for a chit chat, and I can tell you have questions on your mind."
Bruce rubbed the nap of his neck in distress, "Why am I here? Stark Tower I mean." said Bruce, softly.
"I though Mr. Stark invited you to stay—"
"You know damn well what I meant!" snapped Bruce, irritation filled his voice. He closed his eyes and steadies himself, no point in losing control. "You, allowing me to stay here, is in no doubt very strange. There must be a reason for your decision. What are you plotting?" Bruce said through clench teeth.
"Do you see the people walking around outside, Doctor Banner?" said Fury
Bruce narrowed his eyes, "You're changing the subject."
"Take a look."
Bruce tentatively look out of the window before he shook his head in exasperation, "I can't possibly see from this high up."
"But they are there, are they not?"
Bruce exhaled, "Yes. I don't see what's that got to do with anything—"
"People, so small and insignificant, if one died, nobody would've cared."
Bruce crosses his arms, "You're wrong about that."
Fury turned to the man, eyes widen slightly in challenge, "Oh? I'm wrong?"
Bruce nodded in annoyance, "Yes. You might be right about people being small and not noticeable, but everybody is important. If any of them died, it would matter. Others would have cared."
"What if they are in a brink of crisis?"
"Then I suppose somebody in to save them."
"Would you save them?"
Bruce swallowed slightly, deep in thoughts. Would he save them? That question he constantly face, being a doctor it is his job to save people. No matter how hard it is he would tried his best in doing so. Therefore, "If it's in my abilities, yes." stated Bruce
Fury eyed the man in front of him, a small smile appearing on the face. "That's the reason doctor."
"What?" Bruce said with confusion
"People in this tower are different. Even so, they have one thing in common. The heart to save people, and you doctor, fits right into the group."
Bruce eyes widen in shock. Of all the things he was expecting to hear from this man, this, was certainly, most definitely not it. The way he put it, it seemed like he just classify Bruce into a group of…heroes. Of course he didn't…did he?
Bruce exhaled, "I don't fit in. You have people who have powers that don't take over them. Sane and logical thinking, I am anything but that."
"Nobody in this tower is perfect. Everybody has a past that they are not proud of and if you are talking about the Hulk, you have nothing to worry about."
"Nothing to worry about?" Bruce laughed humorlessly, "Forget about saving people, I am most concern about killing them in the process!"
Fury rolled his eyes, "Have you hurt anyone during the Chitauri attack? Didn't think so. In fact the Hulk saved these people that are walking around Manhattan. Yes, you are not in control of yourself, but being here with the others will help change the way you are. I can tell."
"How can you be so sure?" murmur Bruce
Fury pats the man on the shoulder, "Because you're a Avenger and because you guys are a team."
A small tentative smile appeared on Bruce's face. He held out his hand, palm open. "Mission?"
Fury chuckles before grabbing the file on the table and placing it on top of the opened hand. Bruce grabs hold of it and head out of the room. Before he reach the door Fury spoke loudly, "Remember what I said doctor. You belong here."
Without turning around Bruce mumbled a quiet thank you before exiting the room.
A/N: I am horrible, I'm sorry. Took me forever, but I finally finish this chapter. It was insanely hard, I had to rewrite it like 10x. I was up to the point of giving up because I didn't know how to continue, but I would've disappointed all the followers who are following this story. Therefore I must continue. I would definitely try to write the next chapter, but bare with me here. All grammars and punctuations mistakes were not intended, just more poor writing skills. Please review because that's what keeps me going and thank you to all my reviewers, favoriters and alerters.