Steve woke up to the sound of birds chirping and water running. He tiredly woke up and walked to his drawers, he completely forgot what happened yesterday it was all just too complicated. He checked his phone and he got about 25 text messages from Sharon. He rubbed his head tiredly and pulled open his drawers and grabbed some clothes.

Steve: "Ughhhh my head hurts" he grumbled as he walked across the hallway into the bathroom. Steve opened the door and - -

Natasha: "AAAHHH!!!! YOU PERVERT!!!" Natasha screamed as she threw a bar of soap, then the shampoo bottle at Steve and covered herself with a towel. She pulled the towel quickly over herself and glared at the swollen face Steve. Apparently shampoo bottle hit his forehead causing a circular knot black bruise. Steve stumbled back with pain and groaned.

Steve: "what the hell was that?!!" Steve pulled himself back on his feet again and looked at Natasha painfully because of his knotted forehead. Steve glared at her and glanced at the mirror "AH LOOK AT THIS!! LOOK AT THIS!! LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO ME!!!" Steve screamed with anger as he pointed at his forehead to indicate where he was hurt. Natasha glared at him.

Natasha: "FIRST OF ALL YOU DESERVED IT YOU PERVERT!! WHO TOLD YOU TO COME IN HERE HUH???!!!" Natasha roared with frustration. She was angry at the fact that Steve barged in while she was in the shower. Natasha held onto the towel around her tighter. "Wait please tell me you didn't see anything right??" she asked nervously and angrily at the same time. Steve looked at Natasha up and down and rolled his eyes, then a smirk appeared on his little devilish evil face.

Steve: "Of course I saw" Steve replied coolly as he looked Natasha up and down again and looked at his nails as if he was cool. Natasha gasped at him and held the white towel tighter around her to keep the bastard away from her. She couldn't believe it. That bastard had seen everything he was a nasty pervert. She was pissed off at him. She felt like ripping out his eyes and giving it to birds to peck.

Natasha: "YOU NAASTY ASS!!!! OMG!!!! YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!!! DO YOU HEAR ME ROGERS!! GET OUT!!" she screamed. She stopped to catch her breath and glared at Steve. She hated him and his stupid perverted horrible little guts. She hated the fact that he was out to torture her and possibly ruin her. She wanted to kill him she wanted to just throw body shots at him and tie him up and feed him to the sharks!!! Steve looked at Natasha who was not bothered by her screaming as well in the past couple weeks he has gotten used to it.

Steve: "Geez, calm down. It's not like no one hasn't seen your body before right" he says coolly while looking at his finger nails ignoring Natasha's glare. He waited for her response and there were no words except of the sound of birds chirping outside the window. Steve then slowly looked up at Natasha shocked "am I right?" Natasha looked away and walked towards the door to leave; Steve smiled evilly and blocked Natasha way, she tried to go around and under but he continued to block her.

Natasha: "Let me through Rogers" she glared at him. He chuckled and grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away from the door closing it with his feet and locking it. "He—Hey what are you doing?!" holding onto her towel even tighter.

Steve: "Natasha who has seen your body?" he asked seriously as he stepped closer trapping her in the corner.

Natasha: "Uuuu—ummmm, well it's none of your business" she said nervously quickly looking away from him. Steve smiled evilly and leaned in and looked her straight in the eyes.

Steve: "Who has seen it Natasha" he whispered as he tried to look down her towel. Natasha looked at him slightly blushing and she pushed him away.

Natasha: "none of your business! What are you trying to do!" she screamed as she covered herself with her arms to protect herself from him. "My boyfriend are you happy? He has seen everything" she said sarcastically glaring at him. Steve was internally pissed because regardless if someone had seen Natasha body she had belonged to him. Nobody is allowed to look at her because she is HIS. Steve grabbed her wrist and pulled her out the door and threw her on the bed harshly. "Ow! What the hell is your problem?!" she clutched onto her towel harder. Steve begun to unbutton his shirt and smirked at her. Natasha eyes begun to widen, assuming what he was going to do. "Ste--- Steve.. what are you doing? You better not come any closer! I swear i'll beat you" she said hesitantly.

Steve: "Oh Natasha you and I both know you cannot beat me, those other times you had a freebee" he said slyly. Now his shirt was on the floor and he closed her door and locked it and slowly walked to her. Natasha grabbed her pillow closely to help create space between herself and Steve.

Natasha: "I will scream and everyone will hear me!" she threatened him. Steve chuckled and shook his head.

Steve: "No one will save you when your around me baby, I mean they think we are probably doing the dirty deed" he says huskily as he comes closer and now at the edge of the bed crawling towards her.

Natasha: (No no no no no!! this is not happening right now!? I will not be ruined by this idiot! He is right if I scream... UGH!! how to escape this perverted jerk..? *light bulb) "Okay" she said calmly.

Steve: "Okay. Wait what? You are okay with this?" he said raising his eyebrow curiously. She nods and smiles at him. (well shit, I was just messing with her....)

Natasha: "Yes, I want you to lay down here on the pillow" she patted the pillow next to her and moved aside for him to lay down. "okay just relax and close your eyes" saying in a lowly whisper. Steve did what he was told. She immediately grabbed another pillow and started aggressively smacking him in the face and suffocating him. Steve was taken by surprised and struggled with the multiple smacks to the face, feeling disoriented trying to block his head. "Screw you Rogers! I'm not having sex with you!!" she runs to the closet and locks the door.

Steve: "What the fuck Natasha! You can't stay in there forever!" he yelled pounding the door.

Natasha: "You won't stay out there forever either!" she shouted as she got dressed. 30 minutes has past and she heard Steve mumbling about being late and leaves. She opens the door slowly peering through the crack to see if he was still out there and he wasn't so she comes right out. Little did she know Steve is standing behind the door she just opened and slowly closed it as she stepped further into the room and quickly wrapped his arms around her. "LET ME GO!!!" she yelled while flailing under his grip.

Steve: "No way! You thought you could play me but the joke is on you" he whispered in her ear. He picked her up and landed on the bed sideways and quickly maneuvered himself on top of her grabbing her wrist pinning her.

Natasha: "YOU BASTARD!!! LET ME GO!!!" she shouted once again. Steve ignored her request and begun to kiss her neck and gently sucked on her skin, his hand trailed under her shirt caress her belly and holding her waist down. (I gotta think quick and fast...! Oh perfect!) "Why don't you go call your ugly slutty mistress?!" she said annoyed. Steve heard this and stopped and looked at her with anger.

Steve: "I told you to stop talking about her!" he said annoyed and got up and backed away. Natasha quickly got up and walked back slowly towards the door.

Natasha: "She's soooo rude, and I can't imagine how she conducts herself outside of any formal event" she said sarcastically. Steve had his fist in a ball containing his anger because Natasha kept talking negatively about Sharon, his beloved. He grabbed the flower vase next to her bed side table and thew it at her. Natasha was shocked and blocked it with her right arm shocked at what just happened and it cut her arm as blood began to drip down on the carpet. "Are you insane you idiot!?" she shouted angrily. Adrenaline was pumping through Steve's body and he walked up to her and grabbed her forearm harshly.

Steve: "Didn't I say not to fucking talk about her like that?!" he growled furiously.

Natasha: "AH!! WHAT THE HELL, LET ME GO YOU BASTARD!! LET ME GO!! MY ARMS BLEEDING!! IT HURTS!!" she shouted as tears slipped down her eyes. Steve looked at Natasha shocked, he has never actually seen her cry before; it was the first time he has seen her tears. He thought she was a tough girl.

Steve: "What's wrong?" he loosed his grip from her arm and looked at her concerned. Natasha held her arm to stop the bleed but it was useless. Steve then glanced at his left hand and there was blood, then he looked at Natasha again and the blood was oozing out from the deep cut on her arm as it trickled down the carpet. "Wait did you fall? What happened Nat?"

Natasha: "you idiot you did it!" she said painfully.

Steve: "Oh god... not again" he cursed at himself. Natasha complexion begun to look pale and somewhat sickly. She then passed out and he caught her in time. He carefully put his arms around her back and legs and carried her downstairs quickly as he could. "SOMEONE!!! TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL NOW!!!" he creamed as he came pass the kitchen and was about to go out the door. Mr. Rogers, who was sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast, heard Steve loud voice echo through the house. He wondered why his son was yelling. Mr. Rogers got up, put his newspaper down on the table and was about to go find Steve when he came barging in with a lifeless Natasha in his arms. Mr. Rogers gasped at the sight and went over to Steve side immediately.

Joseph: "Son what happened??" he asked worriedly as he looked at Natasha's frail limped body in Steve's arm as blood was dripping down her right arm. Wanda came rushing in.

Wanda: "What's wrong? Oh my GOD Natasha!" she rushed to them and felt Natasha's forehead. "Steve she is bit cold, we have to hurry!!" yelling frantically.

Steve: "NOT NOW POP!! I know Wanda. We need to take her to the hospital now!!" he said quickly as he ran outside and waited for the driver to come. The driver quickly drove the car towards them and opened the door for Steve and Natasha. Steve went inside immediately and laid Natasha on him with her head lying on his shoulder.

Joseph: "We will see you two there hurry!!" he said closing the door.

Steve: "Go Now!!" he said frantically as he looked at Natasha. She felt so light, her face was very white. She looked really sick; she needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible. "Drive faster!!!" he yelled as he continued to look at Natasha worriedly. The car screeched as they stopped right in front of a hospital. Steve quickly picked Natasha up and ran through the door like there was no tomorrow. He was sweating a lot from running; even though his legs felt tired he needed to take Natasha to the doctors. Steve ran through the Hospital main entrance and ran to a nurse. "HELP HER PLEASE!! SHE NEEDS HELP!!" he pleaded. The nurse looked at Natasha lying in his arms and gasped.

Nurse: "Come over here. Hurry!!" she said as she rushed into a room. "Lay her there" she said as she pointed to a stretcher in the corner. Steve quickly laid Natasha on the bed and looked at the nurse.

Steve: "Now what?" he asked. The nurse looked at Natasha worriedly.

Nurse: "You stay here, I'll need to go get the doctor" she said as she hurried out of the room. Steve looked as the nurse disappeared and then he looked at Natasha body lying there on the bed. The nurse came back with the doctor.

Doctor: "We need to check all vitals and stitch her she seems to have a deep cut on her right arm" he said observantly and looked at nurse.

Nurse: "Yes Doctor, Sir you need to be in the waiting room we need to take care of her" she said with a half smile. Steve didn't budge he was too concern looking at Natasha. The nursed shooed him away and before the door closed, he saw her laying on the stretcher unconscious being surrounded by two nurses and a doctor. 

A/N: Steve plays too much, Natasha figured out ways to avoid him. He hurt her and now she is in the ER. Please leave reviews. xD