Bucky, Nat and Clint stood in their usual corner in the training facility, each engaging in some variation of a stretch. "Guys, there's a new guy in my War History course," Clint said. "He's so hot."

     "Blonde, with a muscular build and a nice ass?" Nat asked. Clint nodded, and she continued,         "I have him in Military Tactics."

     "Apparently he took a break from school to join the military for a bit. He's even gotten medals!" Clint whispered.

     "Is he old?" Bucky asked.

     "He's in his third year, but I'm guessing he's two years older than us," Clint explained earnestly. Bucky was in awe, it was extremely difficult to get a medal in the military. For this student, who ever he was, to have gotten a medal in two years. He must have been amazing.

      "If he has Military Tactics with Nat, wouldn't he be in his fourth year?" Bucky inquired. Nat had taken Miltary course during the summer twice, she was currently enrolled into the fourth year course. 

     "Are you done gossiping?" The instructor asked. The three immediately stood straight and nodded. "Come this way, I'm starting the lesson." The instructor proceeded to mercilessly drill combat strategies into his students. After and hour and a half, he roamed away to give the students time to practice the techniques he had just taught them.

     Bucky held a grey punching bag in place as Nat punched it relentlessly. His eyes wandered around the gym distractedly, looking for the new student. "That's him next to Sam," Clint whispered in his ear. "You interested?"

     Bucky's eyes fixated on the new student. There was no denying that this new student was attractive. He had a very handsome face with neat dark blond hair. His sculpted body was covered by clothes with expensive logos, and he was tall. Taller than Bucky who was 6 feet tall. He was so good looking, Bucky almost formed an interest in him.

     Almost.

     "It doesn't matter how good looking he is," Bucky said. "No alpha will ever make me submit to them." Clint raised his eyebrows at his brother.

     "But it feels so good," he said in a sultry tone. Bucky blushed and let go of the punching bag to shoot Clint a dirty glare. Before he could speak, Clint grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the duo of alphas. He grasped a punching bag and gave Bucky a look. The omega sighed defeatedly and started punching it in the order the instructor taught them.

     The two alphas besides them were engaged in a serious conversation. The new guy's expression was twisted into a frown and Sam wasn't smiling like he usually would. Nat joined them and peered at the alphas subtly. The trio didn't mean to eavesdrop. But the two were talking somewhat loudly and the conversation sounded interesting.

     "That's strange," Sam said.

     "It's my first day back. I don't think anyone has anything against me."

     "None of the expensive stuff is gone?" Sam asked. Steve shook his head.

     Sam suddenly burst into fits of laughter. "I can't believe you got robbed, and the person actually got away."

     Bucky froze. Steve continued speaking, "Well I was really tired last night. This happened around midnight."

     Bucky felt like being swallowed up by a hole. Why was his luck so terrible lately? Not only was he caught in the middle of a burglary. The person he robbed just happened to be in his major. Not to forget he was a fucking war veteran with medals. Clint pursed his lips. He looked at Nat and Bucky, then glanced to the spot where they were before. Both of them got the message. They inched away, trying to seem natural.

     "James Buchanan Barnes!" a voice called from behind. Bucky mentally screamed every curse word he knew but turned around.

     "Bucky is fine," he told Sam, making sure to send him the most plastic smile he could muster. The alpha smiled at him mischievously like always.

     "Are you guys slacking off?" He asked.

     "Yes definitely," Clint nodded. "We're the ones gossiping in a corner."

     "Besides, those with talent don't have to train so hard," Nat flipped her short hair over her shoulder. "I guess you wouldn't know." A group of betas just happened to be passing by.

     "Romanov 1, Wilson 0," One of them said laughing. Clint high-fived nat. Bucky joined the rejoice by smirking at Sam smugly.

    "Ok, ok." Sam raised his hands, "I'll give you that one."

     Bucky raised his eyes and they met with the mystery alpha's. He had blue eyes, Bucky noticed. Bright piercing ones that seemed to hold his gaze captive. Bucky smiled at the alpha and he smiled back, but his gaze held a searing intensity which made Bucky uncomfortable. Bucky wasn't sure if he should size him up or introduce himself. 

     Maybe he was just feeling guilty for robbing the guy.

     I didn't steal it, he reminded himself. I returned it to its rightful owner.

     "Are we done here? We have more important matters to attend," Nat said coolly.

     "Did you guys go to the movie last night?"

     "Yeah, we went with our friend," Clint agreed. "You should have come."

     "I would have," Sam said, "But I love my bed too much."

     "I'm confused," the blond guy interrupted. "Do you guys get along or not?"

     "Depends on the day," Clint answered. "But I would love to get along with you."

     Bucky grimaced at his brother. Why? Just why? "What's your name?" Clint asked flirtatiously. Steve looked at him with a bemused expression.

     "Steve. Steve Rogers." He responded with a smile.

     "Nice to meet you Steve. I'm Clint. This is Natalia and my little brother James."

     "We're the same age!" Bucky countered.

    "Shut up," Clint said. "I was born four months before you."

     "Let's go guys we still have to practice," Nat finally spoke.

     "Bye Steve!" Clint winked at him. "Later Sam."

     They left even before the two alphas could respond. When they were a safe distance away they huddled up. "Do you think we fooled him?" Nat asked.

     "Well, we didn't avoid him. We stated our alibi. And Clint flirted with him, I think we're good," Bucky said. They all burst into fits of giggles. Bucky glanced over his shoulder at Steve. The alpha was looking at him. His body was leaning against the wall with his muscular arms crossed over his chest. Bucky smiled then looked away.

       He had a feeling in his gut that Steve hadn't bought the act.