A/N: Hello there! This is something I've been thinking about for a while. It was kind of inspired by some recent personal events, which I've found are very good writing fuel! I don't write too often, so I hope this doesn't turn out too bad. Enjoy!

Trust is a powerful concept, especially when you turn into an enormous green monster and trample everything in your path every time you get a little worked up.

I desperately wish that the human race could see the world from my point of view. I spend every day trying to prove that I'm not an animalistic machine, that I can be an esteemed scientist if I'm given the chance. Everyone is always talking about how you can't let yourself down, that every person will find their place eventually, but here I am trying to get away from it. I need to. I'm seen as a monster, I even am one sometimes, and for some reason the world doesn't want to give me an opportunity to show what I've got. If they were to just look past the other guy, give me the recourses I need, they could see who Bruce Banner really is. I hate being known as the guy who turns green when he's angry, because I know I'm so much more than that.

I suppose that's what I love about Tony. He knows the real me, too. Tony's basically the only friend I have, but you only really need one, if they're the right person. Apart from the room, clothes, lab, all that stuff, he's given me what I really need; his trust. I haven't really had that since Betty.

Tony and I get each other. The other Avengers, they're sympathetic, but they don't understand what I've been through. It's hard to explain it without sounding pretentious. Tony gets me. We were both forced into this whole world of- well, saving the world. We both fell into this tragic lifestyle that we'd do anything to get out of. Tony says he loves the whole super-hero thing, but deep down, he wishes he had a normal life.

People ask me how I manage the Hulk. I usually tell that whole 'I'm always angry' bit, but that's a load of crap. Tony's given me that control. Not literally, of course, but through everything he's done. He's given me the strength I need to gain that control. There's a certain bliss I feel when I'm around him, like I've found the right place. A new one. He makes me feel like a person that just has a bad temper, with a brain and a heart and a soul, not just a storage unit for a can of angry.

It sounds ridiculous when I say I wish the world could see the real me. I know that's never going to happen. It's like saying Arthur Conan Doyle will be known for his poetry, or Albert Einstein for his music.

What I'm getting at is that I wish the Hulk was accepted. I've gotten past trying to cure him, because you can't cure something that's part of you. The control tests are helping, but no matter how many trials are run, or how many tubes of my blood we test, the Hulk will always be seen as a destructive, untamed beast. If I-he, were seen as just a bigger, stronger, more heroic version of me, then maybe the universe and the Hulk could coexist.