Natasha nibbled on her granola bar as she reviewed her next mission in Russia. Flipping through her packet, she heaved a sigh and glanced up as Kagome crossed her path, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she walked. "Hey, you're Hitoshi's daughter right." Natasha stated jogging to catch up to her. "Biologically unfortunately, yes I am." Kagome sighed. "So, what's going on between you and Clint?" the red head asked quickly.
Kagome furrowed her brow and stopped in her tracks, turning her gaze to the woman beside her. "Uh… I don't know what you mean." Kagome mumbled. "You can try to fool everyone else but I'm not buying it. I saw you two on the range and that didn't look like nothing." Natasha stated. "I'm not fooling anyone, I swear I'm not moving in on your man." Kagome said tilting her head.
Natasha placed a hand on Kagome's arm in what would be a comforting gesture to others, Kagome however saw it for what it was, a subtle warning. "Clint and I have known each other for years, and we're finally getting back to where we should be." Natasha said. Leaving the conversation at that, she gave Kagome a smile before walking away to finish preparing for her mission. 'Great, a redheaded Kikyo.' Kagome thought with a scowl.
Twisting down a few more halls, she found herself in the underground gym and walked around glancing at everything. Walking over to the punching bags, she let all her frustration from the last few hours bubble over and shot her fist out, pulling it back as pain slid up her wrist. "Are you alright ma'am?" A man around her age with blonde hair asked running over. Kagome glanced up from her throbbing appendage and recognized the man instantly from files she dutifully memorized.