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Rated: T
"So, umm...?"
Blue eyes glanced back and forth between the two American men and even the most densest of people would be able to feel the heavy tension.
Again, she could almost say this tension was sexual...
"Are you going to follow us, Stark? Or should I just bring Miss Kagome back here another time?" Steve asked, growing more and more irritated with Tony's arrogant expression.
"Why inconvenience the young lady when I'm more than willing to give her the full tour right now?" Tony threw a suggestive wink in Kagome's direction, "If you're that grumpy, you can go and take your old man nap."
"Is it that difficult for you to at least act like a decent person?" Steve asked tiredly, "Even Howard wasn't this hard to deal with."
Tony tensed at his father's name and Kagome quickly stepped in before actual blood was split, "I don't mind coming back, Mister Rogers," She said with a smile, "We can go grab lunch if you're willing. I'll pay and everything!"
Steve blinked, looking surprised. It was hard getting used to – that women were bold enough to ask out the man and even offer to pay, but this was the modern era and not the one he was born in, "Oh no, I'll pay for–" He was interrupted before he could finish.
"Stark, Rogers, why are you standing around like a bunch of chicks?"