Kana's P.O.V. - 27th January, 2012

Life has been good so far. It's been more than 2 weeks since Natasha and Clint started training me. They requested that I call them by their first names and I asked the same during the first week. I'm a lot stronger compared to when I've first arrived, but I'm still struggling to defeat Natasha or Clint during our spars. I mean, I'm a lot stronger than them, but I can't bring myself to go full out, I'm a lover not a fighter.

Currently, I'm working in the kitchen cleaning the dishes as lunch rush had just finished. I absentmindedly started to hum along with the tune before singing the lyrics.

#Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through
We'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you
I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you cou-#

"JOIN US!!!" A boy, about my age, declares as he suddenly jumps through the large window, which connects to the café, so I reacted as anyone else would.

"Kyaa!"

(Clang!)

3rd Person's P.O.V. 

10 Minutes Earlier 

3 friends treaded into the café, slumped down in their seats once they reached a table and sigh simultaneously.

"So... what now?" Emily, a brunette with matching hazel eyes, questions.

"Nothing," Nate, a boy with neat black hair, blue eyes and glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose, replies, "we're down a person, we need four to compete."

"Why can't we just hold a recruitment competition for our last member?" Mark, a messy haired blond with green eyes, whines.

"Because that'll take too long and everyone would want to join," Nate answers as he runs his hand through his hair in frustration.

"The competition is in 3 weeks," Emily groans, "we need another band mate. This is so unfair! Why-"

"Shh!" Mark interjects, sharply.

"Did you just shush me?!" Emily yelps in outrage.

"Listen!" Mark demands so the group listens and hears singing.

#We'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm-#

"Wow," Nate marvels.

"She's great!" Emily announces in glee, "we should hav-"

"JOIN US!!!" Mark begs, throwing his body through the window that connected to the kitchen, his legs left hanging.

"Kyaa!"

(Clang!)

"That idiot," Nate curses as he and Emily face palm at Mark's over excitement and now they have to deal with, probably, an assault charge. Emily says nothing, but immediately heads to the window and manages to pull Mark out who is lands on the floor, face first.

Immediately afterwards, Kana heads to the café where she sees Emily dump a jug of water onto the unconscious Mark who's whole right cheek had turned cherry red.

Kana's P.O.V. 

Now

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry," I apologise excessively, while bowing with the frying pan still in my hand.

"It's fine," the girl assures, sheepishly, "he deserves it for scaring you."

"But, but..." I stutter.

"Oi, Mark, get up," the black haired boy kicks the blond not so lightly.

"Urgh, what happened?" The blond boy, Mark, moaned as he sat up, rubbing his cheek.

"You terrified the girl we want to recruit, idiot," the black haired boy complains. 

"Recruit? Me?" I reiterate in confusion.

"Yeah, we heard you singing and wanted you to join our band," the girl explains, "we need a fourth member."

"B-But I don't even no how to play. You don't want or even need me," I attempt dissuade them.

"We can teach you," the blond offers, his big green eyes shining with hope.

"I'm sorry, bu-"

"She can absolutely do it!" Clint interjects, throwing an arm around my neck, hugging me.

"C-C-Clint?!" I yell in shock.

"Huh, who are you?" The trio inquire.

"Just your friendly neighbourhood stranger," Clint replies, "just give me a moment to concur with my client."

Clint started to lead me away from the trio, but before I was out of earshot, I heard, "Are strangers suppose to be friendly?"

"I'll kill you, Mark."

Once we were far enough, I question Clint, "Clint, what are you doing?"

"Making sure you make friends," Clint replies as if he isn't in the wrong.

"Friends? Why?" I question him.

"Come on, Kana, you're young," Clint points out, sounding a little frustrated, "you need to have friends, have fun like a normal teenager would. This band would help you connect in this world."

He had some good points, but I don't know... "I guess it couldn't hurt."

"Excellent! Let's go tell them the news," Clint grins and we head back to the trio.

"It wouldn't hurt to join," I mutter, embarrassed.

"Great! I'm Emily," she introduces herself before telling me her friends names, "four-eyes here is Nate."

"Yo," Nate greets, coolly, lifting his hand in a greeting.

"The idiot who tried to give you a heart attack is Mark."

"Hiyee!" Mark shakes my hand, enthusiastically, "sorry for scaring you."

"It's fine," I assure, a little overwhelmed.

"Okay, let's go practice!" Mark announces and they were all and out to head out the door when I stop them.

"Wait! I can't right now. I still have to work," I tell them.

"Go Kana," Andrew urges, standing beside a smug Clint, "you've been working hard this past month. Have fun with your friends."

"See? Your boss says it's A-Okay," Mark grins before grabbing my hand and dragging me out the café with Emily and Nate lightly protesting about his rough treatment of me.

Clint's P.O.V. 

I walk to the training room, where Natasha was waiting, feeling quite proud of myself. Natasha looked up when she heard the door slide open and her eyes surveyed around me before landing firmly on my figure.

"Where's Kana?" Natasha demanded, placing her hands on her hips.

"Hanging out with her new friends," I inform.

Natasha raised a brow at that, "Since when did she make friends?"

"20 minutes ago. A group of teens her age wanted to recruit her for their band and I told her to go for it."

"Why did you do that?"

"Because she's a kid, Nat. She deserves to have a life that doesn't belong to the dark side. Yeah, we say we're the good guys, but we still kill and do criminal things for the sake of justice. Kana should have a sense of normalcy, she deserves it after all she's suffered. I mean, even without all the information you can tell the type of life she's lived by her personality and behaviour," I point out and I knew Natasha agreed. Kana was the type to let people walk all over her since she has such low self-esteem and low confidence.

"I needed to get her measurements for a new suit, but I guess I can get them tomorrow," Natasha sighs, "you want to explain to Fury why Kana isn't here today?"

"Have a little faith, Nat. I've known the guy for years now," I assure.

"So you're that old, after all," she jeers and I lightly smack her shoulder.

"When did the conversation turn to Coulson?"

I'm sorry if this seems disappointing or lacking, but I'm in the middle of fasting so it's a little difficult to work.

Kana needs outside friends. I originally created Mark, Nate and Emily in the one shots to show that Kaneki had a life outside of the Avengers and it's nearly finished.

How do you think it's turning out? I'm making a bunch of non-canon chapters before finally sticking back to the plot.