Dancing Under The Stars

4

Natasha stormed out of SHEILD's training center, of course it didn't go well. Mr. Perfect decided to help her, by helping Agent 13 against her. The boiling feeling didn't go away. But why does it bother her so much? 

Flashback

"Nat, Natasha!" Natasha rolled her eyes, he HAD to follow her everywhere. "Yes, Captain Rogers?" Steve was in his tank top, and training trousers. "May I help you?"  He pleaded her with his puppy eyes. Natasha fought back a smile. She does, whenever he was around. However, she reminded herself about the fight.

"You WILL follow what I say Captain Rogers, do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

She started lecturing about how to block the coming punches easily, Steve nodded along, showing everybody how. Everything was going well , until when she tried to lecture Agent 13. Carter complained it was too hard, Natasha didn't comment, but she did ease her punches. Carter started to fall back and was pinned down by Natasha. 

Steve saw this, an agent, pinned down. He frowned, "Natasha, I think you're pushing them too hard." Sharon nodded along. 

"Captain Rogers, she is learning."

"And you teach her, by pinning her down?"

"It is none of your business how I train my students, go back to where you are supposed to be."

"While you're being unfair to an agent? No, Natasha."

She clenched her fist, fighting the tears that were clouding her vision. She was equally annoyed and of course, frustrated. "Of course, I'm always unfair ,aren't I? I'm always wrong, am I? Would you actually listen to how I train them? How I think what is best for them? NO!" She was trembling so badly, she was afraid her tears would fall unwillingly, "Class dismissed." And she stormed out.

flashback end

Natasha balled her fist tighter, her pony tail swiping left and right angrily. She and Steve really had started to get along, really. But then the night she was exposed to him, her vulnerable side was exposed to him, their friendship started to fall apart. And it was only a day. She wanted to cry, and the Black Widow never cries. 

"Sheesh Red, what got you all angry like that?" Tony stared at her weirdly.

"I don't have time for this, Stark." She retorted. 

"FRIDAY, please lock my door and don't let anybody in." Natasha walked to her room, or to be more accurate, her floor. She changed her clothes and lay on her bed. She heaved a sigh, her eyes fluttered close, tears begin to fall. She sat up and pulled her knees to her chest, she sobbed quietly. She, Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, crying over America's golden boy, the infamous Captain America. Yeah, right. She chuckled bitterly to herself and closed her eyes.

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Steve stared motionlessly at the wall. He had to pick up a fight with her. He remembered his harsh tone towards her. Her trembling petite figure. How he wanted to hug her and comfort her like he always does.

Sharon glanced over and smiled apologetically, "Thank you Steve. For helping me. I'm sorry that she had a fight with you, it wasn't your fault." She sound sincerely sorry, but just for him, not for him and Natasha.

He forced a smile, then walked away. He ruined it, he really did. Gosh, it have been only one day and they are a mess. He really was getting along with Natasha, really.

How stupid was Steven Grant Rogers? Of course she was avoiding him. He kept glancing backwards, half hoping that she'd appear with her charming smile and messy hair.

Tony shifted him an are-you-okay-glance. "You know Steve, me and Peps sometimes have fights too. Woman just needs time." Steve looked at Tony gratefully, "Thanks Tony, I'll keep your advice in mind." He too, then trudged of to his room, not bothering to eat lunch. 

He hates this. He hates the avoidance.

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Ello guys (and girls), welcome to the story, part 4. They will confront to each other, soon. Thank you for reading this. I appreciate it so much!

Edit:

This chapter was better, phew.