Agent X: Out From The Shadows//BuckyBarnesFanFic

Fame = Annoyance

We both shower and get into civilian clothes before making our way to a nearby festival. Bucky walks off to get us drinks, I'm alone for two seconds before a man walks up to me with a camera in my face. He takes a few pictures of me before asking, "So what's it like to be Thor's girlfriend? How did you two meet? How long has it been going on? Why did you fight him? How were you able to use his hammer?" I grab his arm to stop him before pushing him down to his knees, "Thor is my brother, you idiot. I am here with the person I actually love and you are ruining it with your dumbass questions and picture taking." I twist his arm just enough for him to squeal before letting him go. He snaps one last picture before taking off into a crowd of people. I huff in annoyance before turning back to the jewelry I was trying to look at before that annoying man came up to me. I feel a tap on my shoulder, I turn around quickly thinking it was Bucky but was face to face with what looked like a teenager, maybe. She looked me over before asking, "So, you're with Thor?" She looks me over again before continuing, "Are you like a Black Widow rip off or something?" I scoff, "No to the Thor question and technically if anything, she ripped my look off. I've been in it a lot longer than she's even been alive. Any more questions?" She shrugs, "If you're not with Thor then why were you guys fighting and then hugging?" I scoff and cross my arms, "It was a sibling spat and none of your fucking business." She scoffed before walking away, I watched her go up to a group of girls before they all glared back at me before walking off. I sighed and shook my head before turning back around again. The woman at the table smiled sweetly at me, "Don't worry honey, they're just jealous. Everyone wants to be an Avenger or be with one of them. It's not your fault that have what they can't." I smile back at her before picking up a black pendant, she wraps it for me and gives it to me, "On the house. It's an honor to have an Avenger wear my jewelry." I chuckle softly and nod as I turn around. I walk toward where Bucky went earlier and find him being harassed by the guy who was harassing me earlier. I roll my eyes at the questions he was asking him, "How does it feel to have Thor's sloppy seconds? How does it feel to be a murderer? Whats it like being Captain America's right hand man?" He kept going until I walked up and stood in front of Bucky before glaring at the guy. He backed off immediately. It was kind of funny to see him runaway like he did. We chuckle as we look at one another, he hands me a drink and leads us through the crowd.

We wander around for a while before he spots an empty table across from where we were standing, we try not look like we're rushing to it before rushing to the table. We sit down for a few minutes and just people watch, there's a group of tourists sitting at the table next to us and I can make out that they're speaking Italian. I listen in to what they're saying and wasn't disappointed with what I heard, "He's so hot, she's hot too. It's so weird to see such a hot couple that isn't on one of those sex videos faking it for money." I chuckle as her friend responds, "Eh, I don't think she's that hot. She's alright but he's so big, it seems like he'd crush her if they did anything like that, maybe they're siblings or something." They both agree before I lean over and respond, "I don't have to fake it and he is big, isn't he? Really keeps you warm at night if you think about it. Also, we're not siblings, he's my husband." I meant to say boyfriend but my Italian is a little rusty. They all gasp before one of the others responded, "Husband?! You guys seem so young." I shake my head, "Sorry, I'm a little rusty, I meant to say boyfriend." She nods in excitement, "Oh, good, don't settle down too early. You never what's out there." I chuckle as I turn back around and take a sip from my drink. I notice Bucky was watching me in awe, "What?" I ask. He chuckles softly, "I didn't know you could speak Italian. What languages do you know?" I sit back and think for a moment before responding, "I know, English, obviously. Spanish, Italian, Russian, German, Chinese and a little bit of Japanese. I can't annunciate Japanese very well but I can understand it. I'm also not fluent in Italian but I know enough to have a conversation, like I accidentally told them you were my husband when I meant to say boyfriend." He glanced back at them for a moment before asking, "They were talking about me?" I nod, "Yeah, talking about how hot you are and how we must be pornstars or siblings. I'm pretty weirded out that's the only conclusions they could come to but whatever." We both chuckle and go back to people watching. I don't know the native language here in India so I don't understand what the group of men are saying about me nearby but I can tell by their head shaking and glares, that its nothing good. I just sigh and look away before one of them approaches me and asks in English, "Would you like to dance with me?" I look over at Bucky as he nods me for me to go ahead, I grit my teeth because I hate dancing and I was hoping he wouldn't go for it before faking a smile, "Sure." I grab his hand and walk over to the large group of people basically dry humping one another in front of the stage. The band was playing pop music, which I thought was a little weird but I went with it. We danced for a few minutes before he started trying to lift my skirt up a little, I kept pulling it back down. I'm lucky I chose a long skirt but it wasn't a good choice for a crop top with no bra because he started trying to run his hand under that. I kept slapping his hand away, secretly hoping it was just an accident and he didn't realize what he was doing or something but he kept going for it before I turned around and whispered, with a smile on my face in case Bucky was watching, "If you keep doing that, I will break your fucking hand." He scoffs and steps back before walking away back to his group of asshole friends. I scoff and try to wipe his touch off of me before feeling arms wrap around my waist, I think it's Bucky so I wrap one of my hands around his neck before I hear, "Didn't think I'd see you here." I turn around to see Tony standing there with a smile on his face. I glare at him before poking his chest, "I thought I told you not to hurt him or I'd kill you." He gives a sarcastic shocked face before saying, "I had a reason, he killed my parents, did he not tell you that or?" I glare at him, "You know that wasn't actually him." He scoffs, "Jesus, you and Steve are the same person, why aren't you with him at this point?" I chuckle softly, trying to compose myself, "I'm sorry I'm being insensitive, I'm sorry you had to find out the way that you did or even period but you have to know it wasn't him." He sighed before nodding slowly, "I know. I've been thinking about it since it happened and I know. I will not forget but I do forgive him. He was only doing what he was programmed to do." I scoff, "Don't say 'programmed', it seems so... just don't use that word." I cross my arms before he says, "It's nice to see you though, Agent X. I didn't expect to see a, um, friendly? Face here." I chuckle, "It's good to see you too, Tony. Call me Freya." He nods as he says my name quietly to himself. He motions behind him, "I should probably go back to her before she gets mad or something." I nod and wave at Pepper before going through the crowd back to Bucky.

I notice he's staring down at his drink, twirling his straw around so I sit directly on his lap. He smiles up at me as he sighs, "You want to go get a real drink somewhere? I need one." I nod as I get up, he grabs my hand and leads me to a nearby bar that happens to have basically no one in it. I was a bit excited to get away from people for a moment as we sat down at the bar, he ordered two beers and stared at the counter for a moment before asking, "Do you think you'd ever end up with Steve? Like if something happened to me or something or if we never met?" I scoff, "Absolutely not." He turns toward me, "Why not? He's a better guy than me." I face him, "Why? Have you promised my hand to him? Whats with the question?" He chuckles, "I don't know, a guy came up to me and was asking me why you'd go for a murderer over Captain America or Thor. They basically put me down but they were right a little. I know why you wouldn't go for your own brother but why not Steve?" I shrug, "I don't like 'good' guys, I guess. I like a good bad guy. Thats you." I put my shoulder to his before sitting back forward and continuing, "People only know what the news said about you and that wasn't even true. You are one of the guys, you were just led by bad people, if that makes any sense." He sighs, "I guess so." I look back over to him, "You do realize that I wasn't such a great person either before I met you. I killed a lot of people too. I was also being led by the bad guys because I didn't know any better. We're one in the same whether people see it or not, we are. They don't have to understand." I put my beer up to his, he followed and we cheered to being one of the 'good' guys before laughing and taking a drink. It's quiet for a few minutes before he asked, "So, you didn't really answer whether or not you're attracted to Steve." I go to say something but he laughs, "I'm sorry but I gotta know." He throws his hands up, which made me giggle, "I told you, I'm not attracted to him like that. I've never been even before he got the serum, nothing against him, I just didn't care. I'll put it to you like this, I don't get the same feeling I get looking at him as I do when I look at you." His eyes lower a little bit like he's intrigued, "And what is this feeling you get?" I sigh as I try to think of a good way to say it, "I don't know, it's like passion, love, and lust all mixed together." He chuckles, "I know what you mean, I got the same feeling even when I was under when you came out of nowhere. I read about it while I was in Romania, it's apparently what you're suppose to feel when you meet your 'soulmate'." I chuckle, "Do you believe in that?" He shrugs, "I always thought it was bullshit until I met you. Maybe it is a thing, maybe it's not." He shrugs again before going back into his own head. We stay silent for a few moments before I ask, "So, Tony's here." He sighs, "I know. He came over and told me that he forgives what I did but won't forget it. He also made it clear we'll never be friends but he'll always look out for you." I scoff, "I don't want him anywhere near me, if I'm honest. I understand why he's upset with you but I told him not to touch you and he did. The only reason why I haven't killed him is because you don't want me too." He put his hand on my shoulder, "He doesn't deserve to die for grieving. I'm literally the reason his parents died, I would want to hurt me too." I shake my head, "Hydra is the reason his parents died, I refuse to see it any other way." He shrugs, "Agree to disagree." He takes a sip from his beer before turning toward me, "So, I watched you dancing with that random guy. He was getting kind of handsy, no?" I shrug, "Eh, whatever. I could've whipped his ass if I wanted to, I just was hoping he wasn't being a pervert but he was. I threatened him and he walked away so whatever, I guess." He shook his head, "No, it's not whatever. I had a few words with him when I saw Tony walk up behind you. He won't be bothering you again." I face palm, "Bucky, what did you do?" He shrugs, "Nothing he didn't deserve." He looked over at me before continuing, "Relax, I just knocked him out and put him in a dumpster." I chuckle, "Alrighty then." We sit at the bar and talk for a while before realizing it's dark so we make our way back into the crowd before heading to the hotel.