Summary: Hawkeye. In which Clint catches his girlfriend dancing to and singing to a song he didn't even know she knew existed.

Disclaimer: In no way do I own the great works that the Marvel Companies crank out on an hourly basis, or the epic story that was InuYasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale. They are owned by The Walt Disney Company/Marvel Worldwide Incorporated (commonly referred to as Marvel Comics and formerly Marvel Publishing, Incorporated/Marvel Comics Group) and Rumiko Takahashi respectfully. AND! I don't own "You Give Love a Bad Name", its Bon Jovi's love child! 3

Pairings: Hawkeye/Kagome

Rating: T, cause this was a cute thought that entered my brain

Settings: Set in his current comic series, not in the movie franchise (They gave him a family! I can't ruin that! There are kids to think about! KIDS! *flails*)

Dedicated to: .54

HBWD's Corner: Song-fic, surprise!

'Thoughts'

"Japanese"

"English"

Shot Through the Heart

Clint was what you called a softie at heart. A real romantic. When he fell for a girl, he fell hard. Like, 'I'll buy you the whole freakin' world' hard. And he had enough money to do so, so that usually helped.

So, when he entered his apartment that he shared with his girlfriend, carrying a vase full of blue roses he had seen at the local flower shop, 'Blue like her eyes…', he was not ready to see the tiny Asian woman dressed in nothing but his baggy T-shirt, knee-high white socks and her hair up in a high ponytail. She was cleaning, like she tended to do when he had the Avengers over for a rowdy night of drinking and celebrating.

What surprised him more than anything was, when the typical music she listened to (cute J-pop) changed to something he was prone to throw on the radio.

And then she started singing.

"Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
Darling, you give love a bad name..."

She held the sponge she had been using to scrub the coffee table with as a microphone, humming along with the background music, shaking her cute little ass in time with the thrum of the electric guitar.

"An angel's smile is what you sell,
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free"

The rave haired female threw her head back, belting out the lyrics at the top of her lungs. She shook her hips to the beat, throwing her unoccupied hand skyward, her pointer finger stretching to the ceiling.

"Oh, oh, you're a loaded gun (yeah)
Oh, oh, there's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done"

She danced around the coffee table, keeping her back to the door. She punctuated the last two verses by stamping her right foot, swinging her raised hand in a down slash.

"Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part
And you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love a bad name
You give love… a bad name"

As she moved to the kitchen, she skipped, twirled and danced without a care. It was moments like these, when she thought she was alone and could let loose that Clint loved watching. Sure, she was open and happy around him but… There was just something enchanting about the way she moved and acted when she was by herself.

"Paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy's dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye"

She gazed at her nails before curling her hand up to her face. She pressed her fingers to her mouth (or so he guessed) as she rocked her shoulders back and forth before hopping forward, pointing her forefinger in front of her, her stance wide as she nodded her head.

"Oh, oh, you're a loaded gun
Oh, oh, there's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done!"

Bringing her soapy microphone to her mouth, the raven softly stomped her right foot in time with the drums tempo.

"Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part
And you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love... ah!"

She swung her hips back and forth, slowly bending down and running her empty hand along the length of her leg. Once she got to her ankle she gave the flesh there a good slap and smoothed her hand back up her body, cupping her breast before thrusting her chest outwards.

"Oh!"

She continued to stomp her foot to the beat as she turned her attention to the sink, throwing the sponge into the empty basin.

"Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part
And you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)"

Clint quickly moved out of her line of sight as she turned to dance her way to the living room to straighten up the mess there. She clapped her hands with the rhythm before she grabbed the pillows that were littered by the couch.

"Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part
And you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)"

She threw the cushions onto the sofa every few seconds, her voice rising with the swell of the music.

"(Whoa)

You give love
(Whoa)

You give love (bad name)
(Whoa)

You give love
(Whoa)

You give love (bad name)
(Whoa)

You give love
(Whoa)

You give love (bad name)
(Whoa)

You give love
(Whoa)

You give love (bad name)"

Clint couldn't resist. He started clapping as the last of the cords faded before Ayumi Hamazaki started to sing a song he barely recognized. "Well done, baby!" He laughed at her horrified expression when she twirled to stare, slack-jawed, at him.

He continued to clap as she stumbled over her words. "C-Clint-kun? You… How… How long… You saw… And I just… Oh kami-sama, kill me now!" She wailed dramatically, making the archer chuckle at her over-the-top antics.

"Don't worry, Kagome-love. I enjoyed every minute of that." He winked at her flushed face, setting his present on the island before stepping up to his girlfriend and wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Clint felt her push her face harder into his chest before her slim arms curled onto his back.

She mumbled something against his pectorals. "What was that, love?" He asked, threading his fingers through her ponytail before he started fingering the tips absently.

Her head shifted to the side where she smooshed her cheek hard against the hard planes of his torso. "Kill me no~ow." She moaned in embarrassment.

"Hey, at least Tony didn't see you dance like that." Clint tried to soothe his girlfriend.

She gave an un-lady-like gasp, pulling away to stare, horrified, into his face. "Clint-kun! Don't you dare say anything to your friends at work!" She stepped back and gave him a pretty solid punch to his sternum. "He pisses me off enough as is!"

Wanting to settle her ire, Clint clamped his large hands on her shoulders and twisted her around to face her towards the momentarily-forgotten flowers. "Got you a present, babe." He leaned down and rubbed his nose behind her ear. "Saw 'em in the shop and I just had to get 'em for ya." He nipped at her lob and she quivered in his grasp.

"Clint-kun…" Kagome breathed out, stepping from his warm hold to touch the blue petals. She let some of her energy flow to the surface and passed it into the plant. The roses perked right up, blooming fully. "They're beautiful…" She whispered before twirling around and practically leaping into his open arms. "I love them! Thank you so very much!"

The blonde wrapped his own arms around her waist before sliding his hands down to grab at her ass, pulling her off the floor and pressing his lips against her own.

She sighed against his mouth while wrapping her legs around his waist. "You're too sneaky for your own good, sometimes…" The priestess admonished, blushing furiously again.

Clint arched his brow and rubbed his nose against hers. "Mhmm. Sure I am. Cause you were so focused on dancing that you didn't sense me come into the apartment."

She silenced him with her lips, though he knew the little show had been just for him.

'She knows me and my tastes so well…'

HBWD's Corner: Daw! I'm gonna go throw up some rainbows, now…

So. This was supposed to be a Steve/Kagome update… Buuuuuu~t… This is posted instead… Sorry. NEXT will the Steve/Kagome fic! PROMISE! 3

Translations:

Kami-sama - "deity". The word is used to indicate any sort of god, beings of a higher place or belonging to a different sphere of existence

-kun - suffix added to a name (preferably to a male's name). It is used for friends, siblings or possibly the men that you fancy.