[Comprehensive British and American] When short rich handsome meets tall rich handsome

Bucky blinked, and didn't realize for a moment what kind of expression he should use to respond to Anthony's words—he still hadn't figured out whether it was a terrible joke or not.

His eyes flicked back and forth between Tony and Anthony, trying to figure out what kind of relationship there was between them.

But obviously the gap between a person with a height of 186cm and a person with a height of 174cm will not be too small.

So Bucky turned cold: "If this is some kind of boring joke... I think you are more boring than before, Stark."

"Yes, boring. After all, I have nothing else to do in Osborn's pursuit." Anthony said casually, "And you seem to have nothing to do except stay here, Buck."

This sentence made the scene even more embarrassing, and Tony could clearly feel that Bucky's expression became more rigid - even if he was wearing the mask of Captain America, it was obvious that he would not have the calmness and sophistication of another Steve Rogers.

"You still dare to say it, you still dare to say it." Bucky was furious, "If it wasn't for you, why would we need this, Steve..."

He suddenly said a certain key word, and instantly swallowed all the words that followed.

"What's wrong with Steve?" Anthony said calmly.

Tony saw everyone staring at him, staring hard, full of love and hatred.

If sight could kill, he would have been cut to pieces by now.

"Can't you stop being a jerk one day?" Logan said angrily.

"All right, Anthony, do something nice." Natasha said disapprovingly.

"So what the hell are you here for? Just to show us how much of an asshole you are? You still found such a person to accompany you to make this silly joke..." Bucky stared at Tony halfway, seeing the pair of arms Looking at the eyes of unfailing hatred, he remembered for a moment that during the time he was under control, everyone killed by him would look at him with such eyes, and stopped involuntarily, "...Is this not a joke?"

"Obviously not," Anthony said, "You owe me some parallel universe."

Bucky was speechless for a moment.

Tony coughed, retracted his gaze, and then glared at Anthony.

But his line of sight is not within the range of Anthony's attention, or he doesn't care what he thinks of himself.

And he, keenly aware of why Anthony said those bastard words.

Yes, those are jerk words.

He's pushing Bucky and the others further away.

"I can't imagine—" Bucky frowned, looking at Tony, "—that you don't look like him."

This he was undoubtedly referring to Howard.

"Oh, do you want to hear stories from another world?" Anthony said.

Bucky replied dryly: "Again, some bastard words? So you became the spokesperson of another universe?"

"Obviously not, I just said a few words for our shy Mr. Shorty, lest he just want to kill you the moment he sees you, instead of asking for your help." Anthony said.

"When will tin cans need help from others?" Bucky said mockingly, and then he walked up to Tony.

Tony tried his best not to look at him, and told himself repeatedly that this Barnes was not the Barnes he knew, he did not kill his parents, and he had no right to blame this man.

But the peers between the two universes, even though they have different appearances, body temperament, and soul breath, tell Tony clearly that this is that person, and he hates that person.

The second heart caused by Joker's sick blood keeps telling him that he should kill this man in revenge for killing Howard.

He still controlled it as much as possible.

He always unconsciously thought of the civil war—the civil war that was different from this world.

Bucky Barnes joins Steve Rogers to stop him, or rather kill him.

Not the one who killed him in the flesh, but the one who killed him

Inside, destroying Tony Stark's home left him with nothing.

Like Anthony and the Avengers, Tony Stark and Steve were once friends.

"In my world, Steve didn't die." Tony said quickly, rather than letting Bucky hear this sentence clearly, he seemed to want him not to hear this sentence, "We also have a Civil war, and you..." Killed my parents.

That wasn't what started the Civil War in the first place, but the three of them turned it into a private war.

"And I killed your parents." Bucky murmured, his eyes showed a trace of confusion, he was sure that in this world, he had never killed the Starks, but he still couldn't help thinking that he was killed by the Soviet Union. Those people who were brainwashed and assassinated.

"It's not you, it's Barnes in my world." Tony emphasized.

But in fact, neither he nor Bucky is very clear about the boundary between the two, but Anthony has always seen it most clearly.

"So you owe me, Buck," said Anthony.

"That's something from another universe." Bucky said quickly, "So don't expect me to make it up to you, Anthony Stark."

"Then what are you doing here?" After he finished speaking, he turned his head to Tony, and Bucky's tone was much friendlier than that to Anthony.

He realizes that this isn't the Stark who killed Steve, and subconsciously draws himself into the Bucky who killed his parents when confronted with him.

He feels guilty.

Tony also noticed it, and he told Bucky about Thanos and the gem.

After listening, Bucky frowned: "I seem... I think I saw that thing somewhere."

Bucky paused for two seconds, then opened his eyes wide in an instant.

"I once saw a round pendant at Steve's that seemed to hold a stone."

……

After finishing speaking, Anthony quietly prepared to leave Bucky's safe house by himself.

But his actions were seen by Bucky and Tony at the same time.

Bucky handed Tony over to Natasha, and he followed Anthony.

"Buck, what are you doing?" Anthony stopped before opening the door, turned and leaned against the door and said, "Are you going to make up for me?"

"That Stark, we're going to find what Steve left behind, aren't you going to join him?" Bucky said with a frown.

"Obviously not prepared."

"Because you can't face Steve?"

Anthony said indifferently: "My purpose is to come and give him to you. Now that it's done, I can go."

"Then you continue to face Osborn's pursuit?" Bucky said sarcastically, "Or just commit suicide?"

"I don't care." Anthony shrugged, showing a more mocking smile than Bucky's, which almost irritated Bucky.

"What do you care about? What do you care about, Anthony Stark?" Bucky said angrily, "I don't owe you anything."

"So?" Anthony tilted his head.

"You're a coward!" Bucky yelled at him.

Anthony looked at him mockingly, and he stepped forward, uncovering the Captain America mask on Bucky's face: "Many people have said this to me, and it's much worse than yours."

He patted the removed mask on Bucky's chest: "Let's go."

"I know what you're trying to do," Bucky said sullenly, "Say all the shit and you're just trying to push everyone away, never, ever, never have a single person by your side, 'always alone' , right, Stark?"

Anthony stopped.

"They said I'd better get you back," Bucky said, "that thing in your head is going to kill a lot of people, and the best thing to do is kill you, or take you into your own hands. But I don't think you will hand over those materials—even if you hand over your own life, you won't hand over the lives of others... If it is a last resort, you will use your death to protect those materials."

"

I don't need your protection. "

"Yeah, you never believed the Avengers could do it well," Bucky sneered, "because you always thought you could do it better than anyone else, right Stark?"

Anthony didn't answer him.

"Stop talking? Because I hurt you?" Bucky said, "You never trust anyone, and that's why everything is like that!"

"do not talk."

"It's because you insist on going your own way, so..."

"Slap—" Anthony slapped Bucky directly.

He rushed up and grabbed Bucky's collar, and the two looked at each other for a while, but he gradually became weak.

He grabbed Captain America's clothes, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, lowered his head, and said desperately: "Stop talking."

"If it wasn't for that Stark, you wouldn't have come to my place. I knew it the first time I saw him. You wouldn't have come." Bucky slowed down, "Because I'm not Steve. Husband, you won't come to me for help—you won't ask for help at all, you'll just run and die alone."

"How much do you know me?" Anthony still lowered his head, not only mocking Bucky, but also himself, "Barnes."

"I know at that point, you thought about talking to Steve, but Steve turned you down," Bucky said, "I told myself you killed Steve and I hate you...but I hate myself too, because I know you didn't kill Steve...it wasn't a personal war."

"I made him personal," Anthony said. "It wouldn't have been... worth it."

"If Steve wasn't dead, you'd never feel that the war wasn't worth it," Bucky said. "You didn't think it wasn't worth it because Steve was dead. Listen, no one really wants you to die, Or let you pay for Steve's life, you don't have to...you don't have to force yourself to death."

"Buck, you are wrong. Everyone thinks I should die." Anthony said, "Including myself."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand, then turned and left.

Bucky stared at the door that was pushed open by him for a long time, and suddenly said: "I never know how to talk to him properly."

Behind him, Tony stood, frowning: "You and him..."