A/N: Hello all! Thank you for all the favorites, follows, amd reviews. It means the world to have people enjoy this story. Anyway we start up with some Nakia and T'Challa fluff and love. I'm taking their scene from the end of the movie where they reunite and kiss and adding some more dialogue and changing the location. Also for Everett Ross his backstory will be a combination of the MCU and the comics. In videos and other research I've seen details how in the comics how close he grows with the Wakandans so in this fic I'm developing that relationship in respect to the MCU.
Disclaimer: All rights to Disney, Marvel, Stan Lee and etc who are responsible for the characters of the MCU and comics. I do not own these characters
Nakia awaits for T'Challa in his office. Her back is facing the door as she looks out the window, viewing the vibrant life of Wakanda below. She turns her head over her shoulder noting that T'Challa has arrived. His eyes filled with adoration. She moves so she's aligned with him. They are standing a foot away giving sideways glances as if they are youths on their first date. The king smiles and turns to look at Nakia and speaks first
"Thank you."
She turns her head to his direction.
"You saved me. You saved my family.
T'Challa takes a step forward closing their gap.
"I thank you."
She shakes her head dismissively and looks off to the side avoiding his warm gazing boring into her.
"There's nothing to thank me for. It is our duty to…" She trails off confliction evident in her eyes before turning to meet T'Challa's
"It was my duty to fight for what I love." She blinks and sighs heavily
"I should've…"
She's cut off by T'Challa's lips kissing her softly.
"Can't blame me I almost died," he said reeling back.
She then kisses him back more urgently, holding his head tightly pulling him close. They break apart smiling. Without any more thought, the words left the king's mouth
"Stay. I think I know a way you can fulfill your calling."
She stares at him with curiosity, her eyes searching for answers in his
"Please stay," he says gently.
That's all she needed to hear before kissing him deeply once more. T'Challa reciprocating the kiss immediately. She breaks away from his lips and says
"What do you have in mind?"
Before he can answer her a knock is heard on the office door. He calls out to the person to come in. Entering through the door was none other than Agent Ross. He walks in and shuts the door behind him and takes notice of the couple before him and asks
"Sorry, did I interrupt anything?"
"No. Actually, you've arrived at the perfect time."
Everett 's curiosity peaked even more hearing T'Challa say these words to him.
"Is that so. What can do for you, your Highness."
He clasps his hands together behind his back as he stands.
" Now that you're both here I can announce another idea that I come up with regarding Wakanda's ascendance from the world's shadow. I'd like to have a Wakandan Headquarters based in Oakland to reach out to the people."
He turns to Nakia briefly and says
"And I want you taking control of the project." he grabs her hands and rubs them affectionately.
The surprise is evident in her eyes. Excitement overwhelms her that she pulls T'Challa into another searing kiss and embracing lasting more than a few seconds. They're reminded that they aren't alone by the soft clearing of Everett's throat.
"That was beautiful and such, but where do I fit into this."
T'Challa removes himself from Nakia and turns to Everett and speaks
"We do need a formal liason with an organization of the U.S. to cooperate with Nakia preferably the C.I.A."
"I've been meaning to mention King T'Challa that I worry about the introduction. Thanks to Shuri I understand why Wakanda stayed hidden like it did. The world has an issue when another kid has better toys than they do." he says his voice concern.
" I understand and appreciate your concern Agent Ross but it's time for this kid…" His arms stretch to gesture to around him.
"...to share its toys with the world. We have so much knowledge and resources, that it's our duty to no longer watch from the sidelines. It's time to be an example of how we all must come together as brothers and sisters. Time has shown that those foolish ancestors built barriers but I strive to be a wise king, who wants to build the bridge between Wakanda and the outside world."
Everett nods his head in agreeance and puts a hand forward to shake with T'Challa who accepts.
"Sounds like you have your mind firmly made up your highness," he says.
He then turns to do the same with Nakia and continues to speak to the king
"I must say that was an impressive speech you gave. You wrote that yourself? " a smirk resting on the C.I.A. agent's face.
T'Challa retorts with his hands crossed over his chest and slight indignation tone
"It's a work in process."
"And to think there's another genius in the family." Everett smile widens as his thoughts wander to the resident genius in the palace.
Nakia and T'Challa exchange a quick glance as they take note of the change in Agent Ross. Nakia was informed over the peculiar behavior of Shuri by her brother and it seems the same is of the visitor. She makes a mental note to herself that she'll have a little talk with the princess. The comfortable silence is interrupted by the words that fall out her mouth
"My love. If you had help no shame in disclosing it with us. Isn't that right, Ross?"
"Of course." amused at the dispense of T'Challa.
"Very funny, you two," T'Challa says sarcastically
Nakia then leans to press a chaste to his cheek and rubs his arm affectionately
"Just having a little fun."
An alert from her kimoye bracelet prompts Nakia to excuses herself from the two men.
"Duty calls." she kisses T'Challa quickly on the lips before retreating where she came from out the door.
After Nakia leaves T'Challa gets a call from his bracelet.
"Hello."
"Good, you're not busy. Come down here at once, I need your help demonstrating new technology I created."
"And if I say no," he tells his sister.
"That wasn't a request, it's a command." Shuri voice hardens
Agent Ross cuts off T'Challa before he can retort
"We'll be right there Shuri."
"Is that you, Everett?"
"In the flesh."
"Even better that you're coming along with my brother. What's that saying… her voice wanders for a moment before speaking once more
"Ah, yes! The more the merrier. Thank you, Everett. At least I can rely on you."
"I'm mainly saying yes because I'm scared of the consequence if we say no."
"Ah is it better to be loved or feared," she says in a playful tone
"Well I am more of a lover…" once the words left his mouth he wanted to melt through the floor
"Ahem...well enough about me. We'll both be over." T'Challa clicks his bracelet off.
He then turns and gestures for Ross to leave first and the two men exit his office and make there way over to Shuri's lab.
They walk in a thick silence. Internally Ross is jittery after being caught blatantly flirting. In his mind, he is praying that T'Challa won't mention it. He doesn't want to explain what he was doing especially he doesn't understand it himself. He's never had this issue with women. Dating was a rarity since he was a classic workaholic. He eats, sleeps, breathes his duties and his line of the field is so dangerous he never saw the point to drag an innocent person into it. However, something's different. As if it was a switch that flipped whenever he's in contact with the princess he just seems to not help himself to say certain things or blush like a schoolboy.
He may not understand the entirety of it all or what could possibly come out of it, but one thing he does is that he's extremely attracted to Princess Shuri, possibly smitten. He tried to deny himself the pleasure of getting enchanted by her from previous interactions but as of late it proved to be futile, so decided to accept it. Who knew, maybe in time it will pass. But deep down he had a lingering feeling and secretly hoped that it wouldn't. He's pulled from his thoughts by T'Challa's voice as they continue to travel to the lab.
"Sooo...what's this about you being a lover?" T'Challa asks, with a neutral expression plaster on his face as he noticed Ross fidget.
Everett moves his fingers so that he pinches the bridge of his nose in exasperation.
"Your Highness, I'd appreciate if we'd drop this topic."
"Oh come on, Everett it's a simple question. Can I call you Everett? It seems my sister is comfortable addressing you by it. Any particular reason why?"
Everett attempts to dodge the king's question by retorting with
"If it please you, your majesty be my guest. And I don't know why you'll have to ask her yourself."
"Now don't get testy… " He throws his arm over Everett's shoulders and continues
"...Shuri is usually one doesn't falter in anyways. She's a strong, independent young woman who mainly walks a lone path. Yet I've noticed a few changes in her that seem to trace back to you." He pauses their movements and turns so he's directly facing Everett.
"So is there something you'd like to tell me."
Stopping outside the lab the automatic sound of whooshing doors open revealing bustling scientists moving about. Stepping into the facility he tells T'Challa
"There's nothing to tell." he leaves the king standing there as he looks for Shuri.
T'Challa observes as the American makes his way to his sister and how the two seemed comfortable in each other presence, unnoticing the close proximity they share as they talk amongst themselves. He knows something is happening and possible something good, only if these two will allow it. He shakes his head makes his way towards the two.
"Everett I think you have put us both at a disadvantage. For you see we'll be Shuri's test subjects rather than her helpers."
"Oh save the dramatics brother. Like I told you before if one of you is my lab rat it is you."
Under his breath, he says sarcastically
"I wonder why is that."
"What did you say?" she asks her voice deadly
"Oh would you look at that, I'm getting a call" He walks off to take it
"I thought so." she then turns to Everett.
"So Colonizer, are you ready?"
"I wasn't ready for half of the things I've seen in Wakanda so absolutely not," he says giving of a feign exasperated tone with a coy smile sent her way.
She smiles and says
" I don't know Everett I'd give yourself more credit."
"Anyway what are we working with."
She launches into an intricate, deep scientific explanation of her work. He watched her as she explained more and couldn't help feeling the warmth that spread as he saw the way her eyes lit up and how she grew more animated when describing her latest creations.
"You catch all that, colonizer? I don't explain myself twice."
"Yep. heard everything."
She eyes him warily and then turns back to a large device.
"Okay, I need you to come over here and reach and hold these wires apart. I will only say it once. DO NOT LET THEM TOUCH." her face is the sternest he's ever seen on the young princess."
"Got it," he said nervously. He moves so there's a gap between them. Shuri notices and moves over so that their sides are pressed together.
"I don't bite colonizer, at least only if you ask," she says with a wink
From her peripheral she sees the tint of Everett's cheeks turn pink as she continues working on the large device. She still is unclear why she does but she loves to tease the American. She knows that this is a new territory. Men were never a big priority when technology and science were a better distraction. A charming seducer she could never refuse. However, no matter how many times she hides it from her brother she can't lie to herself that she's intrigued, enamored by the CIA agent. It should pass she tells herself. It's just a harmless crush. But deep down she knew, silently prayed it would grow into possibly something more.
They work alongside each other as minutes pass until Everett's voice interrupts her focus
"So this is going to be put into one of the planes I flew?"
She rolls her eyes at the simplicity of his explanation
"In the simplest understandings, yes. I'm programming a mechanism into the fighter planes that replicates the kinetic energy dispersion found in T'Challa's latest suit. However, I can't seem to get it to activate properly."
"Wish we had that in my day."
"Care to share?"
"Share what exactly?"
"Who is Everett Ross? How did you become the man standing before me?"
"I guess it started when I was young. I was straight out of high school looking for a purpose. And what's not a better entrapment for confused young teens than the U.S. Military. Don't get me wrong it set me up for an eventful career. I joined the Airforce and was a pilot, grew in ranks before I moved onto bigger projects. I spent some time in the U.S. State Department and escorted foreign diplomats on American soil until I was approached to join the CIA. Within that, I was promoted to Junior Deputy Task Force Commander of the Joint Count Terrorist Centre where I first met T'Challa which brings me full circle."
She turns his way briefly and turns back her expression was indecipherable.
"What?" he asks confused.
"Nothing."
"Sure there isn't. What is it?"
"I asked about you, not your credentials. They are impressive but who is the man behind the government titles. That's all I wished to know." she asked softly continuing her work.
He shifts his weight between his feet. He ponders at what she says. He turns to face her and feeling his eyes on her, she looks that direction. They're inches apart when he whispers low
"What type of man do you think I am?"
Before she can respond T'Challa's voice rings out loud and clear.
"I have news sister."
It causes both parties to jump which prompted Everett to let go of the two wires.
"No! Everett the wir-"
A huge blast of invisible force throws Shuri and Everett back into a table. Glass shards surround them as Shuri is shielded by Everett's body laying on top of her. His eyes frantically searching to make sure she's alright. His hands brush along her body attempting to remove invisible pieces of glass.
"You okay?
She nods and breathes heavily from the adrenaline, Everett doing the same. They stare into each other eyes and lay there until a cough draws them from each other. Standing in front of them T'Challa is smirking down and says
"Any words?"
Everett scrambles to remove himself from on top of Shuri and helped her up. As she takes his hand and dusts herself off with one she gently squeezes his with the other in gratitude. She looks towards her brother and angrily says
"I do. Quite a few choice words."
He smirks "Well save them. We have more pressing issues at the moment."
"Oh yeah. What's more important than me beating some sense into you."
T'Challa's face grows serious and murmurs
"White Wolf."
A/N: Thanks for tuning into this chapter. I hope to update sooner than I did this chapter but sometimes I get bad writer's block. I hope you all catch who will make an appearance next chapter! Thanks again for the follows and favorites. It means a lot. Thank you again and until next time!