Raven by JustBored21

Chapter 10

Natasha Romanoff had just dropped Banner off in his lab and walked off to find Harry. She supposed that Banner was quite cute, pretty adorable. Rather different to the other men who tried to woo and impress her with their 'manliness'. Though she didn't really think he was the one for her. Natasha didn't think much of men at all, she wasn't a lesbian but she just didn't care for most men. They usually just wanted her for her looks, and while that worked great for her job, it wasn't something she wanted in a partner.

Because in truth, she wanted a partner. Despite some of the rumours that went around, she didn't sleep with just anyone, in fact most of the time she only slept with people to complete her missions and even then she did her best to avoid it. Most men were just sex-driven idiots, show offs, immature and just various other things that caused her to lose interest. Some hated the fact that she could make them look inferior, others thought that she was easy and the more sexist ones dismissed her as nothing but a woman.

Though, she had a few exceptions. One of which was Steve, he was always a gentlemen, she did flirt with him a little but he didn't seem that interested. She supposed that she could add Banner to the list, though she didn't know him well enough to do that. Another was Clint Barton, AKA Hawkeye, her best friend. He had been sent after her and he decided to bring her in, instead of killing her, he brought her in and helped her and thanks to him she was now a shield agent. Many people thought that she and Barton were together, she could understand that seeing as she hanged out with him a lot, but no. She loved him and his wife too much for that.

Then there was the last person on her list, Harry Black, though she wasn't entirely sure if that was his real name or just the one that he used. She herself had used various fake names in the past. Harry, Harry was different to other men. He could be an immature child but switch to a serious war veteran at the blink of an eye. He was humorous, he loved joking and he loved pranking Fury. Not many people would have the balls to do that, when asked why he pranks Fury he simply told her 'I do it so he remembers that he doesn't control me'.

Natasha knew people, she could understand people, she could easily get a good feel on people within a few minutes of meeting them. With Harry she got the impression that he was trying to enjoy life, 'trying' being the operative word. She always noticed how his eyes would constantly scan his surroundings each time he entered a room, how he usually positioned himself in a way where he could see everyone. Natasha could see various signs that he had fought in war, even though he tried to hide them.

Harry, she would have to admit, was a handsome man. Messy black hair that had a just been in the wind look, nice facial features and bright green eyes. He and her both had green eyes, but her eyes were a lighter shade, barely green and could be mistook for another colour while his eyes were bright, powerful and a shade of emerald green. His smile was captivating, not his fake smiles, the ones that he used quiet often. His real smiles, they always brought a smile to her face.

Those genuine moments of happiness, at first they were rarely ever seen. But now he had gotten comfortable enough with her and Barton to the point that he'd just relax and be himself. He and her, while they were usually also with Barton and/or Steve, joked and flirted around with each other. She enjoyed his company and she liked to think that he enjoyed hers. Yes his eyes were fixed on her every now and then, she didn't blame him for that because he was a man after all, but unlike others he looked at her like she was real.

Not like an unattainable fantasy, not like a slut, not like a sex toy or anything like that. He saw her for who she was.

She knew that he didn't really have a love life, a few one night stands were he stopped at. He had told her how he had never gotten over his last love, even if she didn't know much about her other than her name was Daphne and she had died. She did hope that he learns to move on someday, not just because she was interested in him, but also because he was her friend and damn if she didn't care about it.