Okay, now a confession: I so ship this couple but it is not easy to find stories about them. So yeah, here we go, my first story for WinterWakanda. Or SoldierPrincess. Or BrightWolf. I think I stick with WinterWakanda. What do you think?

Reviews are as always appreciated, thank you so much for the last one by Guest.

Disclaimer: I neither own Marvel nor "Rain" by The Script


Rain or Fucked it up 3 times

Song: Rain by The Script

Characters: WinterWakanda (Bucky and Shuri)

Genre: Drama, Angst, Hurt

Set between Black Panther and Infinity War. Last paragraph contains spoilers!

Fucked it up the 1st time

The door slammed shut when the Winter Soldier left her lab, causing scientists to jump out of his way. Not that Shuri could blame them, he was really a frightening view, his eyes sparkling with fury, every muscle tense. For the second time during the last few days she asked herself whether it had been the right call to get him out of the ice so soon. Would it have been better to wait? Maybe he wasn't ready, maybe she wasn't ready. But going back was not an option. So they had to get through this somehow, removing his triggers as quickly as possible. Then he would be free again. Shuri really wanted to give him that freedom, not because of pity but because of respect. He deserved it, she was certain about that. What had happened had not been his choice but forced upon him, he was a victim as much as the people he had killed. If she was completely honest with herself, even though it was totally besides the point of course, the princess also found him quite attractive, even without his arm, his hair a mess and a haunted look in his eyes he still had this something that once upon a time had made all the women swoon.

Bucky punched a tree as he walked out, leaving behind a hole. It was frustrating and annoying, removing the triggers worked so slowly and at the same time hurt so much. Sometimes he had the feeling he couldn't take it but then remembered he had to, for Steve. Additionally he also felt damn guilty for screaming at the scientists, especially at T'Challa's little sister. He knew it was no way to treat a woman, a princess, somebody who genuinely seemed to be interested in his well-being. She was also smart, witty and sassy, everything he liked in a woman. Unfortunately she was far out of his reach, both from status and from age. Still Bucky knew he might be developing an unhealthy crush on her, that had to stop! But being rude wasn't the answer, it wasn't her fault that she was so fucking gorgeous.

Fucked it up for the 2nd time

Being lonely sucked. Being lonely standing in the rain even more. Standing in the rain after being rejected by the man you loved sucked the most.

"You are to young. And beautiful and simply too good for me my princess", he had said.

He had traced the shape of her face with his fingertips. Pressed a kiss to her lips, as gentle and quick as a butterfly. Vanished into the darkness of the uncoming storm while she was too stunned to move. There was no time to hold him back. To run after him. To grab his hand and pull him towards her. He was just too quick. Now she knew why they called him the Winter Soldier: He stole the sunshine from her heart and replaced it with ice. She hated it. She hated him. And still loved him even more with every passing minute.

He had to tell himself again and again that this was the right decision. That he really had to let her go. No, that he had to leave her. Because she apparently did not want him to walk out just like that. Which made it even harder. Her tears had nearly drowned his last resolve, so he had fled, leaving her there. How could he go? But how could he stay? He wasn't what she needed. Shuri deserved so much more and he was damaged goods. Bucky looked up into the sky and let the rain water mingle with the tears that were rolling down his cheeks.

Fucked it up for the 3rd time (SPOILERS FOR INFINITY WAR!)

Sobs shook the small shoulders of the princess but she didn't bother about covering it up. Half of the population was gone. Her brother was gone. Bucky was gone. Gone with the wind, literally. And she was left. Alone. For some reason, the only thing that offered the smallest consolation was the fact that the vibranium arm had vanished with the soldier. Wherever he was now, at least something would remind him of the princess. They really had fucked it up. Wasted the little bit of time they could have had together. Shuri looked outside. It was raining.