I would've added an eyepatch, but I haven't won that yet.

The song is called Halo by Haley James Scott. Not my song.

Kana's P.O.V. - 18th February 

Currently, I am at Emily's house getting ready for the concert. I am wearing a black tank top alongside a white jumper that hung off one shoulder and had strawberries printed on. I wore short denim jeans and pink shoes with short heels. I had my hair in two small ponytails, which was tied up with pink bows with roses in the centre, while the rest was out. I had on heart earrings with a golden arrow running through them and a black choker with a pink heart hanging on it.

"Eek! I'm so excited! Aren't you excited, Kana?" Emily questions, bouncing up and down in excitement.

"Y-Yeah," I reply with much less energy. I fiddled with the hem of my jumper, my hands clammy from perspiration. 

"Kana, what's wrong?" Emily inquires, worried. I didn't like worrying her.

"Well, what happens if I get on stage and freeze?" I ask before shooting more and more erratic scenarios, "or the lights fall? A storm could cut all the power, an earthquake could kill the judges or maybe a bear could rush onto the stage."

Emily raises a brow, chuckling, "There aren't any bears in the park. Don't you think you're overreacting?"

"I know, but I'm scared," I admit, "what if I mess up and the audience starts booing?"

"Now that's more realistic," Nate quirks and our heads whip towards the door where Nate and Mark stood.

"Don't you knock? Kana and I could have been changing," Emily accuses, teasingly.

"Aw man, we arrived too late," Mark grins and Emily immediately throws a pillow at his face while my face flushes red.

"Kana, they won't boo," Nate assures, kindly.

"Yeah, we practised so many times and in each practice you sounded amazing. They'll love you," Mark adds, nodding his head enthusiastically. 

I give my friends a hesitant smile at their attempts to cheer me up, "Thanks," I bow my head slightly.

"Alright, let's go win that contest," Emily cheered, pumping a fist into the air. 

"Yeah!" Mark exclaims with just as much energy.

"Actually, I just remembered that I have a shift back at the café," I stammered while telling my lie.

"Nate," was all Emily said as she grabbed the instrument Mark lent me and headed to the door, wrapping an arm around Mark's neck. Nate bent down which made me tip over his shoulder and I squealed as he carried me out like that.

"I don't know what you've been told!" Emily chants.

"One things for sure, we're winning gold!" Mark finishes.

"Sound off!" Nate adds, laughing as I continuously begged him to let me down though I couldn't stop laughing either.

Riverside Park 

We arrived at the park in no time and to say the place was busy was an understatement. It was packed! And that just made my nerves shoot up.

"Oh my gosh, there's so many people," I mutter, feeling trapped. I clenched my fists so tight that my nails dug into my palm. Blood pounded in my ears. I felt like I couldn't breathe so I kept opening and closing my mouth, but it was like someone held my neck in a grip so tight. The faces of the people grew dark and they cruel smirks, mocking me.

"Hey, squirt," Clint greets, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, it's the friendly neighbourhood stranger," Mark points out, "we haven't seen you in ages."

"Nice to see you again," Clint replies before hugging my neck with one arm, "I gotta thank you for taking care of our little girl."

'Our?' 

"Give her some space," I heard Natasha order.

"Our? You can't be her parents, you look so young!" Mark exclaims, referring to Natasha which makes Clint deflate at being called old again.

"Guys, we need to register in," Nate reminds before turning to me, "Kana, you can hang with these guys while we sign in." The trio left, allowing me the chance to talk with my mentors.

"Why are you guys here?" I inquire.

"To see your concert obviously!" Clint said it as if I was the dumb one.

"We wouldn't miss it for the world," Natasha adds.

"Really?" I ask, shyly.

"We're here, aren't we?" Natasha queries.

"Don't worry if you get stage fright, we'll be right at the front of the stage," Clint assures, kindly, and I duck my head due to my shyness and that's when I saw Clint's shirt properly. 

"Clint, what are you wearing?" I questions, sweat dropping. Natasha sighs in annoyance when a huge grin grows on Clint's face. Clint presses a button on the shirt which makes the words light up, 'Go Kana Go'.

"To show my support," Clint informs, proudly, he was a little too smug, "I made it myself."

"I tried to tell him it was ugly," Natasha clarifies.

"No, no, it's amazing," I assure on the verge of tears, "I can tell you worked hard on it, Clint."

"Where have you been all of my life, you sweet cinnamon roll?" Clint sobs, hugging me tightly.

"Alright, get off her," Natasha yanks Clint off of me before gesturing behind me, "I think your friends want to talk to you. We'll see you after your band goes on."

"See you guy later," I wave as I headed back to my band. There were 8 bands in total including mine which was suppose to go last. The bands were suppose to sit on special seats by the side of the stage so it would be easier to transition onto the next band. After performing, each band could go join the audience so, unfortunately, I couldn't talk to Natasha and Clint until near the end of the event.

After 35 minutes, my band was finally called on. Nate was on drums, Emily on keyboard, Mark on guitar and I sang while playing bass.

True to their words, Natasha and Clint were at the front of the row, it was easy to spot them with Clint's fire hazardous shirt that blinded near him. The crowd was large, their stares pierced my very soul, my nerves started to flare, but I took in a deep breath as the music starts. 

#I never promised you a ray of light,
I never promised there'd be sunshine everyday,
I give you everything I have, the good, the bad...

Why do you put me on a pedestal,
I'm so up high that I can't see the ground below,
So help me down you've got it wrong,
I don't belong there,

One thing is clear, I wear a halo,
I wear a halo when you look at me,
But standing from here, you wouldn't say so,
You wouldn't say so, if you were me,
And I, I just wanna love you,
Oh, oh I, I just wanna love you,

I always said that I would make mistakes,
I'm only human and that's my saving grace,
I fall as hard as I try, so don't be blinded,

See me as I really am, I have flaws,
And sometimes I even sin,
So pull me from that pedestal,
I don't belong there,

One thing is clear, I wear a halo,
I wear a halo when you look at me,
But standing from here, you wouldn't say so,
You wouldn't say so, if you were me,
And I, I just wanna love you,
Oh, oh I, I just wanna love you,

Why you think that you know me,
But in your eyes I am something above you,
It's only in your mind, only in your mind,
I wear a, I wear a, I wear a halo,

One thing is clear, I wear a halo,
I wear a halo when you look at me,
But standing from here, you wouldn't say so,
You wouldn't say so, if you were me,
And I, I just wanna love you,
Oh, oh I, I just wanna love you,

Haa ha ha, halo,
Haa ha ha, halo,
Haa ha ha, halo,

Haa ha ha, halo,
Haa ha ha, halo,
Haa ha ha, halo,

Haa ha ha, halo,
Haa ha ha, halo,
Haa ha ha, halo#

The music slowly headed to a halt and the audience cheered loudly. They liked it, they really liked it. "Whoa!" I yelp when Emily grabs my arm and leads me off the stage, I was frozen straight after we finished so I thanked her.

"Did you hear them? They love us!" Mark exclaims, jumping up and down.

"There's no doubt about it, we're the champions," Nate adds before Mark vaults into his back.

"Champions! Champions! Champions!" Mark chants.

"See, Kana? Nothing bad happened," Emily notes.

I was about to reply when someone interrupts us, "Well, if it isn't the future superstars of America," a man with sunglasses and a goatee greets.

"OMG! You're Tony Stark!" Emily gasp, squealing.

"It's an honour, sir," Nate tells him, unusually nervous, his eyes shone bright in excitement and adoration.

"What are you doing at an event like this, Mr Stark?" Mark inquires, calmly. What the hell is going on? Mark is being so formal and respectful.

"Mark?" I call, hesitantly, "did you and Nate switch bodies?"

"What? No!" They reply in bewilderent.

"Kana Kaneki, isn't it?" Mr Stark inquires, examining me as if I was an enigma.

I nod then, as usual, ended up putting my foot in my mouth, "Aren't you the naked, drunk guy on TV?"(1) Everyone stayed silent and it was then I realised exactly what I said which I immediately try to rectify, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean that!"

"Don't worry about it," Mr Stark waves off, "that was the old me, the new me has turned over a new leaf."

"The pictures were taken last night though," I point out.

"Yeah, I never stick to my resolutions," Mr Stark shrugs, "anyhoo, how are you Kana? You're from Japan, right?"

"Yes," I answer, slowly. How did he know that? I guess from my looks and accent.

"How are you fitting in? It must be tough coming into a new country and all. What city are you from?" Mr Stark questions. It felt so weird like he was trying to decipher me.

"Harassing a child, Stark?" Natasha questions though there was some bite in her words.

"Nee-san?" I ask, but she ignores me.

"Natalie!.. or Natasha, it's been so long," Mr Stark spoke as if he was reunited with a long lost friend, but there was some animosity in his voice, "what happened? You don't call or write anymore. Quite heart-breaking really."

I look back and forth in confusion, wondering what the hell was going on.

"Well, this has been a lovely reunion, but they're about to announce the winners so let's go," Clint says as he grabs my shoulders and leads me and my friends away.

"Go on ahead, I'll catch up," Natasha tells us and at my worried gaze, she assures that she'll be fine so I grudgingly left with Clint.

3rd Person's P.O.V. 

"Wow, it almost seems like you have a heart," Tony comments, cooing.

"What are you doing here, Stark?" Natasha doesn't beat around bush.

"This is a public event, can't I just come?" Tony accuses.

"No," Natasha states, instantaneously.

"Alrighty then, I can see when I'm not welcome," he responds before putting his sunglasses back, "oh, and Agent Romanoff? That kid doesn't seem like S.H.I.E.L.D. material. You guys are going to get her killed."

"I wouldn't underestimate her, Stark," Natasha advises despite knowing it was the best thing to do, "she can snap a twig like you in half."

"You seem pretty sure about that," Tony notes.

"I am," Natasha clarifies before walking away. Tony watches her leave, this encounter leaves him even more intrigued with Kana. He wants answer and he'll get them, one way or another.

Kana's P.O.V. 

"Nee-san, you're back," I greet, happily.

"Of course," Natasha replies, raising a brow, "why would you think otherwise."

"No reason," I reply, Natasha pressed her lips together in a thin line,  she looked as if she wanted to pursue, but ultimately chose not to.

"So what happened?" Natasha refers to my friends and Clint who were hunched over on the bench completely defeated.

"We won second place instead of first," I chuckle at their overreaction.

"That's disappointing," Natasha tells me, "your voice definitely should have landed you first place."

My cheeks were dusted a light pink at her praise, "Thank you."

"Hey, Kana," my friends call to me so I turn around and immediately get a face full of silver, I took a step back to see it was the trophy our band won.

"This is for you," Emily offers.

"What? Me?" I stammer in bewilderment as I accept the trophy.

"Well, yeah, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't even be able to compete," Nate explains.

"You totally deserve this," Mark assures.

Tears gathered in the corner of my eyes, but they were tears of joys as I thanked them for everything. Nate went to drive Mark and Emily back home while Natasha and Clint gave me a ride back to the café.

Andrew and Margaret were extremely proud and placed the trophy on the counter near the register so everyone could admire it. It was kinda embarrassing really.

(1) In Iron Man 2, after the Expo when Tony gets home, Jarvis says, "And may I say how refreshing it is to finally see you in a video with your clothing on, sir."