Hawkeye pushed open the door at the East end of the S.H.I.E.L.D gym and scanned the room, quickly finding his target. The group was muttering to each other quietly, looking around, some nervously, some cockily. Clint smirked, they didn't see him.

"New recruits!" The group of twelve all spun in different directions, trying to find the source of the voice, before one finally thought to look up.

"Up there!" The girl cried, pointing. Clint smirked and dropped down from the vent that he had been residing in, catching their attention.

"Are you our teacher?" a young man asked excitedly. Clint chuckled under his breath; he loved new recruits.

"No. I'm not." A few frowned, they had been waiting awhile, and he seemed pretty cool. "But, I do know who your teacher is, and that Is why I'm here." This caused a fair amount of speculation, mostly worried about why the older agent had felt it necessary to warn them.

"What about him?" a voice asked quietly. Clint looked for the source, a petite redhead with wide eyes.

"Your teacher is a professional, and very dangerous who is not to be taken lightly. They take their job very seriously, and will not hesitate about taking you down." The muttering grew louder.

"What's your name?" asked the young man from earlier, "I don't like getting information from an unnamed source."

"Very wise, Mr..."

"Zendler, Thomas Zendler."

"Mr. Zendler, that is very smart, but you can trust me, I will tell me my name, but you all need to promise something." Clint looked around at them all, "Do not tell your teacher I was here, they don't like interference." He waited until everyone had nodded, then continued, "I'm-"

"CLINT BARTON! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?" A woman's voice pierced the air, causing everyone to jump around to see a redheaded woman striding across the room towards them. Everyone, that is, but Clint.

"Hey Tash, what's up?" he said calmly when she was standing directly next to him.

"Don't you "what's up" me, I told you not to interfere with my recruits this time!" The recruits were watching this as though it was a tennis match, between the newly named, "Clint", and "Tash", who was revealed to be their teacher.

Clint smirked at the expression on his partners face, which wasn't something that any of the recruits would feel like doing. "Tasha, I'm warning them not to get on your bad side, as it's not a fun place to be, and I know that from personal experience."

The redheaded assassin rolled her eyes at him then turned to the recruits. "Is this true?" All of the trainees nodded their heads vigorously, not wanting to irritate their teacher. "Alright Barton, go, I have training to do."

Clint whispered something in her ear causing her to punch his shoulder but smile slightly. "Bye Tasha!" And, to the recruits' immense surprise, he leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "See you at home! I've got the day off!"

"Then why were you here, Barton?"

"I told you, Barton! To warn your recruits!" he said teasingly, causing the rest of the group to exchange glances, they were married?

Clint disappeared as Natasha turned to her group, a stern expression on her face. "Let's get started."

Hope you liked it! It was a plot bunny that wouldn't let me go! Review please!

-Little-miss