Wanda was currently waiting in the pub that she had asked Peter to meet her in, she was recalling the last half hour in her mind

Pietro had told her to bring Peter to the Charity party that he had to attend and so Wanda had to attend also, if Peter was indeed someone that Wanda had a relationship with and since he was indeed a tennis pro at one time then there would be no problem for him to tag along - Pietros thinking on the matter was indeed flawless, however the problem was that Peter was not Wanda's boyfriend as she had told Pietro, infact he was just some poor soul that she had happened to meet and she only remembered his name over his older brothers and wanted to find a means of escaping her brothers hold over her life.She sighed as she eyed into her glass of vodka lemonade, it was only 4 in the afternoon but she already found reason to drink, she had to somehow find a way to coax Peter into pretending to be her date for the night and also to help her whenever she needed an escape from her brothers overbearing lifestyle, so she could find some time for herself.

Vision had just entered the pub, saying his "Hello" to his brother before heading to the cubicle where Wanda sat.

"Hello again Miss Maximoff" He spoke softly, causing Wanda to flush as she was pulled from her daze.

"Ah, Hello again Pe-"

"Vision" He interrupted her and smiled softly toward her as he spoke again

"Please call me Vision, I have always found my name to sound so formal"

he chuckled

Wanda couldn't stop the blush that adorned her cheeks when she heard his chuckle.

Here he was, the Peter Colt that she had admired back in Sokovia, someone that she had idolized until her brothers needs outweighed her thoughts and caused her to eventually forget her fondness for the man that had unknowingly introduced her to the beauty of tennis.

"Very well, Vision.. I was hoping you would hear a proposition that I have for you"she straightened herself, forcing the blush back as she gazed to the man sat opposite her.

Vision nodded and gestured that she continued, finding himself gazing far too intently into her emerald eyes, he coughed and straightened, waiting to hear her proposition.

Wanda smiled and continued

"Ever since my brother became a tennis star, I have found less and less time for myself.. being the personal assistant of my brother, whom I also live with means I have no time at all to focus on my self, it also doesn't help that my brother is overbearing anyway.. I'm not sure if you noticed last night, but I was needed to be home.. just because he wanted me there.."she sighed solemnly.

"So when he asked, what I was doing and who I was with.. I kind of.."she bit her lip and glanced into his eyes, blushing as she noticed just how intently he was paying attention to her.

"I said that I had met someone.. and then he asked who..." .she gulped and glanced down, her face now burning crimson

"Well I said that I met you.. and now he wants you to come to a charity party tonight since you are The Peter Colt and you are a great tennis player and he thinks that since I said we were.. that I.. "

she halted as she felt the warmth of Visions hand over hers.

Vision had listened to Wanda, ensuring his attention was on nothing else, and when she started to ramble, he couldnt help but find her adorable and so subconsciously sent a hand out to cover hers.

He blushed as he realised what he had done once Wanda's rambles fell silent, he quickly drew his hand away as he spoke.

"So because your overbearing brother wants to know where you are and what your doing, or even worse just keeps you leashed and close by, you lied to him and said that you were with me and that you had a romantic relationship with me? And your brother was fine with that because he knew who I was and now wants you to bring me along to a charity party that's being held tonight?"

Wanda watched him, a blush rising as he reiterated what she had been trying to ask him.

She nodded and replied through a muffled squeak

"Yes"

Vision smiled softly towards her but then glanced down, he shouldn't really be going to a charity event, it usually means that his ex would also be attending.

Wanda watched the conflict in the eyes of the man opposite her and was just about to speak up, saying that he needn't worry about it, and that she was sorry for getting him involved in her sibling conflicts when he hardly knew her, but Tony had beaten her to it as he rushed over stating a simple.

"Party? Where? Oh he is definitely going"

Tony smirked towards Vision, winking to Wanda, somehow causing both parties to worry in confusion.

Wanda was greeted by a very clean shaven Pietro as she walked into the hotel suite, she smiled over to him and waved a simple 'Hello' to his date.

Pietro was very open about his sexuality, he didnt mind either gender, found that he preferred having the best of both worlds and tonight he decided on the fairer sex for his date.

"Sister! Come meet Natasha"

He glided over to Wanda and whispered in her ear as they walked over to greet the date

"Shes Russian" he squeaked with excitement, causing Wanda to roll her eyes.

Natasha the Russian was most probably the most beautiful woman that Wanda had ever seen, she had red curly hair cascading down her shoulders, she wore a tight black dress that fell just above the knee which had a rip up the side exposing some thigh, the dress hugged her in all the right places, causing even Wanda to ponder her sexuality as she looked the woman over.

"Its nice to meet you, I'm Wanda"

she held out a hand to greet Natasha, which she took, stating a simple

"Natasha Romanoff"

Wanda nodded and headed to her room to get ready, it had been decided that Peter would meet her in the hotel lobby and suddenly Wanda was feeling ever conscious of what she should wear, she thought of how Natasha was wearing something stylish and sexy, thinking if she could pull that sort of outfit off but sighing in defeat.

Pietro entered her room without warning, along with Natasha, he looked to his sisters defeated expression and smirked as he spoke

"Natasha can help you find something"Wanda gulped as she watched Natasha walk toward her with a playful smirk adorning her lips.

Vision was now waiting in the hotel lobby, he was wearing an old suit that he had, but it was a named suite so it wouldn't matter how old it was, it was still worth a bit of money was how he thought it through.

He watched as Pietro Maximoff exited the elevator and a redhead which he recognised to be Natasha Romanoff a veteran tennis pro from Russia hugging into Pietros side.

He looked behind them, waiting for the new person that he was recently acquainted with to step out, but was jolted from his thoughts as Pietro ran over to greet him.

"Oh my Gods, she wasnt lying, it really is you"

Pietro quickly took Visions hand and started shaking it profusely as he spoke

"My sister and I have been your fans ever since we first saw your performance in 2010 when you first entered Wimbledon, you have been a great muse for me and my love for the sport"

Pietro smiled a boyish smile, causing Vision to smile back politely as he asked

"So where is your sister?"

Pietro gasped as he realised that his sister was holding his idol up and turned to face the elevator as he shouted

"Wanda come on, let's not leave the man waiting!"

Vision glanced over to the elevator, noting that the doors were still open and watched as Wanda stepped out.

His breath caught as he watched her, her hair was down, Auburn curls setting just above her shoulder, she was wearing a shimmering red dress, it suited her perfectly, the fabric hugged her bust and thighs ensuring that it showed off her assets and the length fell just above the knee with a very small slit along the right side leg, showing some lower thigh.

Wanda had been blushing bright scarlet the entire length that she walked over to meet her brother, she kept her gaze down, not daring to meet the eyes of anyone, especially Vision.

Pietro wrapped an arm around her shoulder as he spoke to Vision.

"She scrubs up well my sister"

Vision nodded as he swallowed the lump in his throat, trying and failing to push the blush that was adorned on his features back.

He adjusted his posture, took in a breath and spoke softly towards Wanda as Pietro let her go

"You look extremely beautiful"

Hearing his words caused Wanda to blush ultra scarlet and she could only nod a response.

Vision outstretched his right arm for her and she willingly placed her left arm through, entangling their arms together as he led her to the limousine that Pietro had ordered for them.

Pietro did the same with Natasha and followed his sister, he was still in awe of Peter Colt, causing Natasha to scoff at his obvious crush on the blonde male.

The four entered the limousine and Vision couldnt help but feel slightly out of place, it had been quite a while since he last travelled in such an extravagant way, Wanda noticed his nervous demeanor and layed a hand over his as she whispered solemnly into his ear

"Are you ok? I am sorry again for dragging you into this.."

Vision felt a shiver run down his spine as he felt how close Wanda's chest was against his arm as she leaned up to meet his ear, but smiled reassuringly at her.

"I am fine, it's just been a while since I last did anything like this"

He chuckled at her and she nodded her hear in agreement as she started talking more casually to him.

"Usually when we go to these things, I tend to stay on the side lines.. I am usually only needed to protect my brother from any unwanted attention.." she sighed as she glanced over to her brother who was giggling and flirting with his redheaded date, she noticed how Natasha had her legs crossed over Pietros, almost giving Wanda full view of the contents under her dress. She blushed as she noticed Natasha look toward her and smirk.

Vision noticed Wanda's demeanor change and Natasha's obvious attempt at joking with her, he smiled as he leaned in to whisper to Wanda

"Natasha Romanoff is a veteran Tennis pro, she usually dances inbetween upcoming stars, she likes to flirt with everyone, so just ignore her if shes making you uncomfortable"

Wanda smiled up to him reassuringly but couldnt stop the words slipping out of her mouth.

"Did you ever dance with her?" she blushed instantly as she realised that she asked something that was none of her business, but couldnt stop the pit of jealousy that was forming inside her chest, she looked down, avoiding eye contact with everyone as she whispered.

"I'm sorry, you dont need to answer that" she chuckled shyly and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Vision was just about to answer, not really thinking that it was an intrusive question but was interrupted by Pietro who sat himself down inbetween himself and Wanda, almost sitting on the petite girls lap.

"So Pete Colt" he smirked as he eyed Vision.

"Ah please call me Vision, it's what my friends refer to me as" he smiled, but couldnt help but notice the frame of Wanda squished against the side of the limo and her brother, he frowned to himself and scooched himself over, allowing Pietro more room to sit and Wanda more room to breath.

Natasha came and sat to the other side of Vision, placing a hand over his chest as she smirked over to Wanda.

"Vision, I hear your an amazing dancer, will you save a dance for me tonight?"

she started stroking her index finger up and down Visions shirt, causing him to blush profusely as he tried to ignore the very obvious bust of Natasha Romanoff squished against his side.

"Uh well, I'm not that great a dancer I'm afraid.." he was feeling extremely uncomfortable by the amount of attention he was getting and looked over to Wanda for help but she wasnt looking, infact she had lowered her head so much that her chin was now touching her chest, it appeared as though she wanted to curl up and find a hole where she could hide, he sighed, the blush fading as he went to speak up, but was interrupted again by the limo stopping and the driver opening the door, stating a simple "We have arrived"

Wanda stepped out first, followed by Pietro then Vision and finally Romanoff, he watched as Pietro took his sisters hand and walked her up the carpet leading to the venue and Natasha took his arm and laced her hand through, he looked down at her in surprise as she whispered

"Its just you and me, loverboy"