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She's dating the Captain: Boyfriend?

Natasha, early on a Saturday morning, was lying in her bed. Staring at nothing but the bare walls of her bedroom. Her mind was replaying the scene that she dreaded to not remember, but to no avail, it still was repeating itself inside her head like a broken player. Besides, why was she the girl, that was caught up in this mess anyway. There was nothing special about her. In fact, it was the complete opposite, she was just plain Natasha Romanoff. Unlike, Natasha Margaret Carter. That Natasha was drop dead gorgeous, with her brunette wavy locks, and perfectly shaped red lips.

She was annoyed that she was dragged into this. Besides, she on the other hand, was no way similar to Peggy other than having the same name. Her hair had a fiery red color, that was in all means curly (Imagine Natasha's hair in Ironman 2). She was fit, but she hasn't shown any signs of being curvy or sexy like other women. The only thing that she liked about her was her striking green eyes.

What did she do anyway to make life hate her so much?

"Natasha! Natasha!" Frantic knocks sounded on her bedroom door. She ignored them, as it opened. She groaned when realizing she forgot to the door, and barged in her very loud brother.

"Carlo..." she groaned, still not in the mood for anything. "It's Saturday...don't be a big sourpuss early in the morning." Natasha whined, then only did more as her brother jumped on her bed while hugging her bare shoulder.

"Because there's someone waiting for you downstairs...ayieeee..." The boy teased her, and suddenly her eyes snapped open as her mind wandered off to the only possible visitor that could be at this time.

"Who?"

Then, he continued to shake her and answered enthusiastically. "Steve, you're boyfriend!"

Natasha panicked and screamed, tripping over her things in the process. As she quickly tried to get downstairs.

Steve, having heard the commotion, and he knew that this was the exact reaction he was expecting to happen. So he commented, "She's excited." he chuckled a bit nervously. Shoving both his hands on his pockets. Then a person came to view, surprise written all over her face.

"Dad! Aunt, Jason, uhmm..." she addressed all of the people as she scurried quickly to get beside Steve. He noticed that she was still in her jammies, probably she had just woken up by the time he got here. "This is...uhm-"

"Steve." Her dad caught her off firmly. She froze her hand still hanging mid-air as it pointed at the blonde.

Steve sensed this, and was the one who answered instead. "Yes...dad." He mentioned suddenly.

Natasha gaped at him, as if saying, What the hell are you doing? But he ignored her, so with a hysteric look, she cut in. "But! I still haven't answered him yet." she confirmed with a shake of her head.

Her dad sighed in relief, mentioning the confirmed fact that the two were still not an item to the other people in the room.

Natasha smiled at them, only to be interrupted when a voice sounded. Steve's breath was close to her ear, "You'll pay for this."

She gave him a good glare.

...

"He can't forced me."

"Someone's tough." Maria commented.

She countered. "Of course. I don't have anything to fear haven't I?"

Maria bit on her food, pondering for an answer then pointed at her best friend. "Then say yes!" she said as if it was the most obvious thing. "Unless...you're too scared that it might become a real deal." She teased.

She was about to answer when a mob of familiar faces, were suddenly behind Maria. "Hi Natasha." they greeted. But Natasha knows that there's something more than just a simple greeting from their tone. She's an expert at finding out when there's more to someone than just a simple thing. And this was one of the examples. She stared at the group of gangsters which included Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, and Thor Odinson. The only one missing was the person she absolutely wants nothing to do with. So she rolled her eyes and picked up her bag. "Let's go."

Natasha stood up and was about to step forward when she found out she was unable to, it was too late when she realized her right foot's laces were tied together with the other one. And at the same time causing her to fall face flat on the ground.

She shrieked, when a pair of strong hands caught her arms. Preventing her from kissing the muddy ground. But then, she felt something was wrong, and it was very uncomfortable. She looked up and saw Steve Rogers, but then she felt her face was making contact with something she desperately didn't need to feel.

The group beside them roared in laughter, then Stark remarked. "A little nasty guys." Because here was Natasha in a position, having face to face with Steve's little friend.

Thankfully, Steve put- or more like shoved her down on the ground making her winced in pain. "So, are you finally going to say yes?" He asked her, in a provoking tone. With all the strength she could muster, she faced him and replied confidently.

"Nope." Then grabbed her bag and stood up, walking like a fool because her shoes were still tied together. She tried hard not to smack the pretty faces of the jerks who did this to her. Steve was merely amused at the sight of this girl jumping to move in place.

So she didn't like being taunted...he needed a different approach to make her say yes to him.

...

The next day, Natasha almost smiled that she hasn't encounter any of Steve's goons this morning. Yet.

She was just on her way to the next class, her head still bowed down. Reading the book in her hands, when suddenly she felt the people around giving her stares. Gasps and "ooohs" were also heard, as she heard them teased her.

"Oohhh...seems like Natasha's a sweet girl."

Despite the weirdness in all of that, she continued to approach her seat and stopped in front of Maria, and gave her a questioning look. Who, in response, pointed at the whiteboard behind her. She turned around, just in time to find the Steve, again in front, with the whiteboard written behind him in words.

Natasha 3 Steve was doodled in front of the class.

Steve smiled at the sight, then turned to her. Flashing her a big smile, and Natasha felt her heart melt at the sight. This was the first time Steve smiled at her, and everyone knows that Steven Rogers rarely smiles since his break up with Peggy.

Besides, she could get used to the sight of him smiling all day.

"So?" He asked her. But even though, this little act of his is kinda cute and he's being adorable.

Natasha smirked at him, then replied. "Nope." She brushed past him, making sure to hit him with her bag as she erased the writings on the board.

...

Natasha was passing by the stairs when she noticed that their teacher and a bunch of boys were observing the wall full of graffiti. Seeing that this was something that could be a lot of trouble, she quickly dashed her way up the stairs and through the hallway when she spotted a group of guys.

"Hey! Over there! Come on!" shouted the one named Clint. As all of them started to ran after her.

On instinct, she ran as fast as she could, going back down the stairs and was just about to pass their teacher when a book was tossed over her head. Making it impact on the teacher's head. Her mouth dropped, as the woman turned around.

Natasha whirled around to see all of the people behind, pointing at her direction. She reasoned instantly, "It wasn't me, I swear." The woman glared at her as she asked the two boys from before.

"Who did it?"

The boys looked at the mob of guys behind Natasha, clenching their fists at them as if indicating that they're neck-deeped if they told the truth. So, with the most safe answer, they settled with.

"Ma'm it was Natasha."

The teacher glared at her, as she sighed deeply.

...

She was letting out all her anger on the sponge being scratched every now and then against the wall. It was because of those stupid group of queen bees that caused her to still be in school, when everyone else was already at home. Stupid beeper, Stupid Steve, Stupid everything. she thought.

She grabbed the dipper and threw a large mass of water on the wall for the soap to cease. She heard footsteps approaching her, and she needed no more to look to who those people were. When she did made contact with them, she glared with all she can- if looks could kill, these morons would be buried deep down underneath since this morning.

With a smug look on his face, Rogers once again asked. "So?"

She answered him with nothing, and continued to scrub the wall.

"Awww..." The group chorused. "Too bad, she doesn't want." Natasha looked beside, and almost ripped the sponge in half as the group sprayed paint on the wall, for the second time.

She turned to Steve, who had a smirk on his face. "I still won't say yes." She bit out in anger, and continued to scrub. "I won't. I won't. I won't. Instead, of courting and asking nicely. All you've ever done is to bully again and again. Selfish!" She growled as she slapped the sponge hard on the wall, not even making an effort to look at him anymore.

"Maybe that's the reason why you're girlfriend left you, probably 'cause you're also doing this to her. All you ever think about is yourself. You want that the only thing that will happen is how you wanted it to be. You always wanted it your way! But what about me? What about the things that also we liked to do. I'm not the kind of girl that's easy to get. If you're still going to continue what you're doing. Then, no one in their right mind will actually want to be with you!"

"You're really overreacting." A voice interrupted her. Natasha looked to the side, and was shocked to find Maria looking at her. "Who are you debating with?" She could only stare at the place where just moments ago, jerks infiltrated the area.

...

"Huh. What a miracle, it seems like no one's following you today."

She shrugged, clutching the folders in her hands. "Maybe, they finally realize that they're not getting anything out of me."

"Well...judging from the way you speak. I don't think anyone would be able to go against you." Maria commented turning to the corner, only for them to stop when they saw a blonde guy leaning at the wall. Staring at nothing but the floor, and a flower was grasped in his one hand.

"Except him."

Natasha scoffed, walking as if they've seen nothing. "Still...my answer's purely a big no. No, no, no, no! I don't-"

"Hey!" she stopped and turned around. Maria was staring at her with a confused look,"Where are you going? The class is this way." She pointed at the doorway beside her. Natasha stared at her, then back at the guy, a few steps away from them.

She slowly went inside, as if expecting him to stop her, and settled just about the door frame and peeked her head outside, simply watching Steve. Then he suddenly stood up, and raised his hand, revealing the yellow flower. Natasha wondered on what he could may be doing, when a person appeared on the other corner.

Peggy Carter was in front of Steve. Natasha watched from her place as Peggy didn't move to accept the flower, instead sent a quick sad smile, and just kept walking straight ahead in the hallway. He dropped the flower, and carried on the hallways with a sad look on his face.

...

"Natasha! Natasha! Come on, quickly you need to see this!"

"What's happening?"

Maria ignored her, and grabbed her wrist and sped outside the grounds. Not caring if they get wet. "Just, come on! You really really need to see this!"

"What?" Natasha asked. She felt her clothes now getting wet from the hard rain. "Maria, we're going to get wet!"

"You just really need to see this!"

Natasha put a book over her head in an attempt to shield her from the pouring rain. They stopped as she caught sight of the huge building, nothing strange or different about in particular. But, she could make out a figure on the very top of the building. Almost as if he was trying to-

She furrowed her eyebrows in realization.

"He still won't come down! We've been trying to tell him to not do it!" Clint Barton came running to her.

A mob of students crowded at the scene, apparently this was a shock to them, but to Natasha this was just another one of his stupid acts to get her to say yes. "Don't believe him. He won't do it." she stated, narrowing her eyes.

"Natasha!" Maria tugged at her arm. "Just say yes already!"

Having enough of it, she yelled out. "Hey Steve! Get down from there! You won't die from how shallow that jump's going to be! You'll just get a minor injury!"

Stark gaped at her, "Natasha don't you have a heart?" she almost snorted at that. "If I'm the one's going to do that. Pepper's going to say yes in no time. Right?" He received a swat in the arm by said girl, standing next to him.

"Natasha..." Maria nagged at her.

Then a voice coming from Bruce Banner, who rarely talks, called out. "Natasha please! He's really going to do it!" She stared at the blonde guy, who had his arms stretched out and a sign was hanging from his neck.

"You're really not feeling any guilt?" Clint snapped at her.

A voice, once again came from the top, although this time, it was from Thor. "Natasha this isn't a joke to be laughed at!" he warned.

"Natasha...!" They continued to whined at her. "Just say yes already."

She ignored the voice of her best friend, as a familiar sight of a brunette blocked her view. Then, she noticed Steve snapped his eyes and locked it on hers. Then shouted, "What? You still won't answer?" he yelled.

"Natasha!"

A frown started to appear on her lips. Then out of nowhere, Steve suddenly started to count. "One!" he raked a foot forward. Making him closer to the depths below. Gasps and shouts were heard, as he did that. Natasha herself, was surprised, almost as if he's really going to do it.

But, what if he is?

No, of course not. This is just another one of his tricks up his sleeve. He won't kill himself. Right? she debated. But, it seems that she herself isn't sure of what the actual answer is.

"Two!" Another foot was inched forward.

Maria shrieked beside her, and shook her shoulder furiously that she thought it was going to come off. "Natasha!"

It crossed the line, when the brunette in front faced her. Peggy Carter stood in front, holding an umbrella, and looked at Natasha with a pleading expression. As if she was saying, Please?

"Last chance Natasha!" Steve interrupted. She looked at him, his face dripping wet from the rain.

She still didn't know what to do. After a few minutes, of staring at each other, he broke their gaze and raised three fingers. "Three!"

"Don't!"

...

"Dad, Aunt Andrea, Nathan, Carlo. This is Steve, again." she paused slightly, exhaling deeply then said.

"My boyfriend."

Aaaaand done! Yay! I finally finished! That's the longest chapter I think. Please leave reviews!

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