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Rated: T
"You're sure I'm not a bother?"
Steve smiled at her concerned expression, "I wouldn't have offered to show you around in the first place if you were, Miss Higu–Kagome." He quickly caught himself at her dry look.
"Not that I'm blaming you because I would do the same thing," Tony began with suggesting smirk, "But you really think 'Mommy' is gonna be happy with you bringing in a civilian into our home?"
"I don't think Fury will happy with that name, first of all," Steve said dryly, "And since when do you abide by Fury's rules? You bring a new woman here every other day."
"You make it sound bad when you say it like that," Tony pouted before turning to Kagome, who was watching their conversation with interest, "Wouldn't you rather come to my floor? All Rogers have is his precious gym."
"I know your type, Ferrum Man," Kagome said cheerfully, "But I'm sorry to say that I'm not ever going to end up in your bed. Besides, I'm here with Rogers as you say."
"Feisty, I'm liking you more and more," Tony smirked, "It's too bad you're being wasted on Captain Virtuous here."
Steve rolled his eyes, unable to help himself from the impolite gesture and he had to resist the urge to just knock the playboy out cold.
"Sorry, Miss Kagome, that you ever had to meet Stark here."