AN: So this is part one of one of the stories I'm writing for one of my best friends birthday. So happy late birthday Wisteria22 I hope this will be to your liking.
And to those of you who have read my story Say Something I'm having a server writer's block for that story so when that's over with I promise it will be finished.


"Mycroft!" a familiar voice called, making Mycroft cringe. "Yoohoo Mikey!"

'Just keep walking Mycroft and she'll go away,' he thought as he kept pace walking away from the person so desperately trying to get his attention.

"Mikey! It's me," she said, overly positive, as she caught his arm.

He turned towards her with an expression someone dealing with an unruly child. "Miss Rosa I have asked you before to not. Call. Me. Mikey."

"Oh whatever I'm not working right now and neither are you so I was hoping you'd get some food with me, as a date! And really call me Vanessa." She said with enthusiasm, as if she couldn't tell Mycroft was one hundred percent done with this conversation.

"Miss Rosa I believe I have made it quite clear in the past that I have absolutely no interest in going on a date with you. Now if you'll excuse me," He turned to leave again but Vanessa caught his arm again.

"Ok how about this, if you either give me one good reason why you won't go out on one little date with me or you go on one little date with me I will stop pestering you, deal?" Before she even finished the question a thousand good reasons (mostly lies) as to why he won't go out with her. Good, legitimate reasons that were a clear no without any chance of follow up questions or proof. But rather than any of those, Mycroft ended up blurting out the first thing he thought of.

"I have a boyfriend." He told her, the shocked look on her face almost made up for the follow-up questions that were sure to come.

"Oh… Really? I-I didn't think you were… I-I mean that you don't come across as…"She stammers helplessly.

"Yes, well, if you'll excuse me I'm late for a date." 'Oh god this better not come back to bite me.'

"Well I'd love to meet him sometime." She says a clearly fake smile on her face.

"Well, perhaps." 'No promises.'

"How about Saturday night!" 'She wants even the most obscure "date" just to prove I'd fine her more appealing, pathetic.'

"No I believe I already have plans."

"No worries I'll arrange something with your assistant, no need to worry about it." She turns to walk away but calls back over her shoulder "Can't wait to meet him!" and leaves.

'Shit' he thinks and hurries back to his home. Hopefully Sherlock isn't overdosing tonight.

Interesting facts about Mycroft:

1). He doesn't like Vanessa Rosa

2). He isn't interested in women at all

3). Or men

4). Or just people in general

5). In fact the only people he can stand are his parents, his brothers, and 'Anthea'.

But even the ever-capable Anthea couldn't keep Miss Rosa away from him and his "boyfriend" forever, and once that happened he was so screwed.


If you find any errors please tell me