A/N: First multi-chapter Clintasha? Awesome! I'm keeping it light and fluffy, although I don't think I portray the characters well enough light and fluffy but my heavier writing is going to be popping up with my second multi-chapter Clintasha (preview will be on my tumblr this upcoming week). Hope you all enjoy, some things may be a little off but everyone makes mistakes right?
Disclaimer: If I really owned the Avengers why wouldn't I just throw the wedding into existence?
Pepper had just finished the last two buttons on the impossibly tight dress. It wasn't a long flowing gown that many women imagine they'd wear on their wedding day, it wasn't frilly and ridiculous like some that she's seen, but it was simple and classic. It wasn't glorious like Pepper's Mikado Ball Gown that had beaded accents all along it with a nice long train and veil.
No this dress was silk, long sleeves that fell off the shoulders held in place by the sheer tightness of the material. It was a dipped V-neck and showed just bits of her well formed cleavage and ended just above the knees. She was wearing very high heels, roman sandal style with small sparkling accents. The sleeves of her dress came to a pointed and laced end cuffing off at the top of her hand.
"How'd you know this would fit?" Asked Natasha as Pepper fiddled around pinning in the small tiara she'd purchased to go with the dress. "You didn't even ask if I wanted a dress."
"I gave her the information." Maria Hill said as she walked into the room putting on small diamond stud earrings. When Pepper had told her the plan to give Natasha Romanoff the wedding of her dreams she couldn't be more agreeing. Together the two had found the perfect dress for Natasha, as well as accessories.
The only sincere problem with the plan was Natasha wanted a small wedding, Avengers plus two that was it, so small they had to do. Since her fashion sense weren't up to par she let Pepper pick out their dress, it was short and deep red with a swooped neck line and ruffled in the middle then flaring out at the knees. They donned simple black heels for the occasion. Small diamond earrings and silver bracelet would be their accessories.
Leaving Natasha in her stunningly her dress, high heels with a small tiara that had little intricate designs of leaves and pedals. Her hair taking it's natural flow but her face, only after Pepper forced her to, was coated in sheer make up. Her lips were done a full red, her eyes outlined in a deep smoldering brown. Eye shadow a blend of tan and white with black along the edge. Pepper insisted she wear this diamond choker that had a swooping middle piece in the shape of tear drops with tear drop diamond earrings.
"You look stunning Natasha." Pepper smiled over at Maria when she passed the compliment. Pepper and herself's hair were both done in a nice half up half down style and loosely curled with a small sparkly pin in the back middle part.
"That's what I keep telling her!" Pepper smirked devilishly, "stop making this seem like torture."
"I appreciate all that you're doing, but didn't I say it wasn't necessary?" Since being in an open and happy relationship with Clint Barton, who was going to be waiting for Natasha in approximately thirty minutes in front of the giant window in the newly formed Stark Tower (secretly it'll always be the Avengers Tower) her voice has been less harsh.
There were still no emotion when it came to petty things but the less harsh her tone the happier everyone was. "You honestly think that you don't deserve this don't you." It wasn't a question it was an accusation made by Maria.
"I am fully aware that I'm entitled to happiness, especially with Clint, but we wanted it to be small. No money really spent other then Hawaii." To make a point she held up her hand, "we went as far to prove this as to not get an engagement ring."
"Yeah, about that." Pepper waltzed over and turned Natasha to the full length mirror. "I talked to Clint, he wants to get you a proper ring of course but since you guys kinda' rushed this all thing into happening I convinced him to let me help."
"Pepper…" Natasha grumbled, but even she can't help but say she looks stunningly human in this attire.
"He picked it out, including the wedding bands but as a generous gift from Mr. and Mrs. Stark we bought them." Before Natasha could even open her mouth Pepper jumped; "no! Listen. They weren't expensive all together it was MAYBE $400.00."
"You're absolutely right Pepper… that's not expensive at all." Sarcasm dripped from Natasha's voice. "We'll pay you back."
"No you won't." Pepper and Maria cornered Natasha, they stood no chance if she decided to strike, but time was of the essence. "When you kiss Clint in about… ten minutes, we can discuss payment issues. But for now you need to hurry!"
It was decided that the girls in red, Pepper and Maria, would each carry a single white rose with them leaving Natasha in white to carry the single red rose. It was so cliché it was perfect.
When Natasha walked out of the room she noticed Steve Rogers leaning against a wall in a black dress shirt buttoned all the way with a white tie and black slacks and shoes. "What are you doing back here?"
"Well someone once told me that with everything going on maybe tradition is what we needed." He extended his arm, "I heard a rumor that no one was walking you down the isle."
"That's very sweet of you Steve." She was done arguing, hell that admission from him alone almost brought her to tears. No one, besides Clint, had ever thought of little things like that. It was no big deal not to have your father walk you down the isle… except to a woman whose only ever wanted that sense of normality it meant the world.
When they turned the corner the first thing she saw was Clint, with a black dress shirt and deep red tie. To her utter disbelief Thor, Bruce, and Tony were standing together wearing sunglasses matching Steve who winked and held up his pair as well. "Funny." Natasha muttered dryly.
But the sight of her, Clint started to think, when Pepper told him her plan he wasn't convinced but now? Now he wanted nothing more then to permanently burn this memory to his soul. The dress hugging her curves, the heels accenting not just the length of her legs but the muscle power in them. The rose… the rose resembled almost everything about her he thought. It was beautiful and soft but had more then enough defenses.
When Steve and Natasha stopped Nick Fury, yeah Clint couldn't believe it either, cleared his throat and asked; "who here today is giving away this lovely bride?"
Steve smirked before releasing his arm from Natasha's, "That would be me sir." She shook her head at his antics. Steve Rogers was always formal even when he wasn't working, however she was caught off guard when he swooped in and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Ms. Romanoff," it was the first time Fury had called her anything other than Agent in all the years that she's known him, she took a breath and smiled before moving forward, "Mr. Barton."
She wasn't sure what to do in these situations, she was never good at these types of things. She looked over to Clint for confirmation, he was smiling softly and kept making side glances before he winked. She let out a nervous smile before she linked her arm with his.
"You clearly don't need the religious version of this." As much as Steve had argued with Pepper, Tony, and Fury on this it was true. Clint and Natasha were never really firm believers in religion why should their wedding be marked as a religious event. They wanted it short and sweet, maybe not so much as sweet. Mostly short, Clint would later on argue while Natasha was sleeping after a tiring mission.
"I haven't been your adviser for very long, in fact I wish Coulson were here to see this." Clint looked down a the mention of his friend a soft squeeze coming from his left let him know that Natasha understood, "In fact he had a bet going on you two. I advised against it, but as you both knew he didn't like being told no."
Natasha smiled again, it was softer this time more subtle but the memories of Phil were very rarely unpleasant. "With all do respect Fur-Boy." She sent a glance towards Tony who was still wearing his sunglasses, "we do have plans for today."
"Cool it Stark." Fury glared at him before pulling out a certificate from his coat, he always managed to do that and it irked Natasha to no end. "This is the marriage license required by the state, since you two don't happen to have a permanent residence to a state as of yet I pulled some strings and got you the license anyway."
"You sly dog you." Clint drawled out as he let out a laugh.
"Yes well don't expect it to happen again. However we need to do some more official things right now, Clint you've already proven to value Natasha enough to take care of her through anything and everything. Including alien attacks, terrorist group leaders, and nuclear weapons, but do you take her to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
He laughed a little before turning to face Natasha, now instead of their arms interlocked he had her free hand grasped tightly enough for her to be reassured but loose enough for her to pull back if she really wanted to. "I do." He didn't expect his throat to actually close off a little while he spoke two simple words.
"And Ms. Romanoff you've managed make my best agent disobey orders on numerous accounts, you've not only managed to bring him home when it seemed hopeless for him but to bring him back to himself after a run in with a nasty little man with a vendetta. I don't even think I should ask this question bu-" He never did get to ask that question because Natasha had already answered with a strong and firm 'I do'.
"Then with the power handed to me b-" He was again cut off by Tony Stark declaring; 'Kiss her!'. "Just do it."
Clint looked at Natasha who had the devil's smirk on her face as she let her free hand wander up to his collar before pulling him in close enough so that their lips were barely touching; "What are you waiting for?" she whispered about half a second later his lips were on hers.
It wasn't an aggressive kiss like they share after missions cut a little close or a soft and meaningful kiss (those were just not enough for Natasha anyway) but it was their kiss. It was soft, looking, but held more feeling then any declaration of love they could have ever made.
They lingered a little bit, decided to ignore Pepper's 'aw' and Maria's sigh, and continued to just look at each others eyes. "I expect you two back from Hawaii in two weeks time, heads clear got it?"
"Yes sir." Clint responded, oh his head would be clear. He would be on constant alert with every mission involving and not involving Natasha. He wouldn't let his new life get fucked over because of his old one. "Ready?" He whispered softly to Natasha who was biting her lip lightly while trying not to laugh.
Tony and Steve were arguing with Bruce over who owed who what, apparently the bets had been placed officially that morning and someone wasn't owning up to winning or losing. "This isn't adding up." Tony grumbled unpleased as he counted the bills in his hand. "Bruce said twenty on interruptions I gave twenty and Steve gave twenty."
"Correct." Steve said before he added in something, the same startling expression on his face as when he made the connection of the flying monkeys reference, "but you said fifteen they use tongue, I said twenty they didn't."
"So how does that leave me with nothing?" Tony asked exasperated, "I should have least five."
"No, you should be short fifteen because I said you full of it, and I owe Steve twenty leaving me with twenty and you negative fifteen." Tony just grumbled then stomped away. This time Natasha didn't hold in her laugh.
It wouldn't be often but Clint and Natasha (Barton) would share more happy memories in the tower then they would upsetting. He'd threaten Tony over a dozen times a week for insulting Natasha's persona towards the team, Natasha would threaten to castrate Tony over a dozen times a day for bringing up her personal relationship with her husband around the entire team.
Over all though, Natasha would sometimes glance at the picture that Pepper had snuck onto her phone of her and Clint sharing their first kiss as a married couple. Sometimes she would smile widely and other time she'd simply remember. It was a day in paradise, no matter how short the two weeks that followed were.
A/N: Thanks for reading part one! Part two will be up 6/3/2012 as long as my final project is finished, if not part(s) two and three will be up 6/4/2012. Leave a review!