"I'm bored. Let's do something please?" Natasha wined as Clint and she sat on a couch in a S.H.I.E.L.D. common room during one of their days off. Clint seemed to be enjoying himself quite fine as he sat watching the world news. Natasha never found the enjoyment in sitting around doing nothing, she always had to be up and moving someplace. Clint looked over at her with a sympathetic face.
"Aww…" he said sympathetically, "I'm playing the world's smallest violin for you. Can't you hear it?" He motioned a small violin and instead of laughing, Natasha punched him as hard as she could in his shooting arm. That got his attention. "OW! What was that for?" He turned to face her, confusion written all over his face.
"You're making fun of me, and it isn't funny! Let's do something."
"I am doing something." He motioned towards the television which only angered Natasha more.
"Yeah, but I hate the news. I'd rather be in it then have to watch it. You should know that by now."
Clint sighed and looked over at her with an irked expression. "But they're talking about Manhattan and the clean-up, isn't that worth watching?" He had hoped that she would grant him access to continue watching, but her face told otherwise.
Natasha reached across his lap and picked up the remote. "No." she clicked the power button and the television shut off, dead from the world.
Clint sighed and stood up groaning. "Fine… what do you want to do? Clearly you've got something in mind?"
She was practically jumping out of her skin and was trying desperately to contain herself. "Will you teach me to shoot?" She braced herself for the surprise that was sure to come from Clint at her sudden request to learn how to shoot.
"You want to learn how to shoot?" Clint had a mixture of confusion and even a little of hope. Hope being that maybe he could teach her something she didn't already know how to do.
"Yeah, I mean, archers look so elegant and quick." Natasha shrugged knowing what was probably about to come out of his mouth.
"You think I'm elegant and quick?" His mouth worked its way into a smile and he was trying to contain himself. "You think I'm elegant… and quick!"
Natasha rolled her eyes regretting what she had said. Knowing Clint he was going to drag this out for as long as possible. "Now I never mentioned any names…"
Walking slowly over to her, he wrapped his arms around her. He was losing a battle against himself as he was now smiling from practically ear to ear. She had admitted that when he shot he looked elegant. "Yeah well…I'm an archer…and you said it." He pecked her on the head and walked towards the door. "And by the way, you can call me Mr. Barton now that I'm your teacher. Hurry, class is about to start and you don't want to be late now Ms. Romanoff…"
Author's notes: So this is just a quick intro of a story I am thinking of doing. It was actually kind of fun to write, and I actually drew a picture to accompany what would be the next chapter.
Also, with my story: "A Change in Heart", I'm working on a few chapters to come before and after what I have written on here, so look out for those...
Let me know how you like this and give me feedback on how I can improve or what you think I should change! Thanks!