Chapter 7-Final
By: MysticFantasy
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A/N: For any goofs made in the last chapter, the reason is because the chapter was written in about two hours.
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Steve was sure he was going to cough up his lunch at any second because of how high his nerves are. It was an hour and a half before the big dance and he was sure he going to hyperventalate some time within the next ten minutes. If not ten seconds.
He looked at himself in the mirror of the dressing room he was stuck in until the time of the dance came. He'd taken special care with his clothes and hoped they were good enough.
His clothes were perfectly pressed and clean. His black pants had perfect creases, his soft red shirt didn't have the slightest trace of any wrinkles and hugged his arms enough to slightly show his muscles when he moved his arms up and down, the dark blue vest hugged his frame as well as the red shirt.
Natasha had taken a quick look at him in the outfit yesterday and had decided against the white tie saying it would make him look over dressed.
Steve had still yet to see the Black Widow in her dance outfit yet and he was sure he wouldn't see her until it was time to dance together which made him even more nervous.
He reached into the small bag he brought and pulled out his cologne. He sprayed three small squirts onto his shirt and hoped that it wasn't too strong for Natasha.
Just as he put his cologne away, there was a knock on the door. He walked over and answered it to see Natasha standing on the other side.
She was still dressed in regular clothes but her hair was pulled into an elegant bun and her make-up was perfect. Diamond earrings glistened on her ears and a small red flower was pinned in her hair just above her ear.
Steve blinked as he brought himself out of his trance.
"Ready for the practice dance?" she asked walking into the room with the stereo in hand.
"Ready." he said shutting the door and locking it to make sure that Tony didn't try to sneak in like he tried to this morning when the two decided to do an early morning practice.
Truthfully, Steve had been surprised that Tony could even get himself up that early after how long he would stay awake working on projects in his lab with Bruce all night.
Natasha turned the stereo on and got the track set.
Steve lightly sighed as he waited for the music to start. He couldn't take his eyes off Natasha the entire time and he found his body running on automatic once the music started.
Though the room was small, the two managed to execute their dance perfectly. The song ended and they were in their final stance.
"We are so going to win this bet." Natasha mused parting from Steve and shutting the stereo off.
"I think so." Steve greeted. "Tony is going to hate us."
"He sure will." Natasha said and looked Steve over. She walked over and adjusted his collar. "You look perfect Steve."
Steve lightly blushed.
"Thank you." he said. "But why aren't you dressed yet?"
"I will be after this. Just make sure you don't space out." Natasha answered.
Steve lightly chuckled even though he was sure that she was being serious. She was sure to wear something daring that would no doubt have the attention of every man in the building. Even though they would most likely have their attention on her to begin with.
"You know, this was a lot of fun. " Natasha said. "It was great spending so much time with you."
"Same with you." Steve said. "I knew you were an expert in many things but I had no idea dancing would be one of those things. You are the first person to ever successfully teach me how to dance without promising to kill me."
"You're a fast learner Steve." Natasha said. "I have no idea why you put yourself down so much."
"Guess that was a habit too." Steve said. "But I think I'm starting to break out of it and it's thanks to you."
"Hey, I only helped you get part of the way. The rest was all you. All that hard work and dedication came from you soldier." Natasha said as she hugged the tall man.
Steve lightly smiled as he hugged her back. He was able to smell her perfume. The scent of sweet roses tickled his nose.
They slowly parted.
"I better go get ready." Natasha said.
Steve nodded.
"I'll see you soon." he said. "Good luck."
"Good luck to you too." Natasha said.
Before she walked out the room, she placed a quick kiss on his cheek and left with a smile on her face.
Steve shut the door and smiled to himself as he walked over to a chair to polish his shoes.
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Tony turned on his video camera and made sure that it was perfectly aimed at the dance floor.
"Only fifteen minutes til the big moment." Bruce announced checking his watch.
"I do not understand why this is so important." Thor said looking uncomfortable in the dress clothes that Tony had given him.
"It's a bet Thor." Clint explained. "Steve told us that he doesn't know how to dance and that no one has ever successfully taught him. Natasha said that she could teach him but Tony said that she couldn't. Tonight Steve is going to show if he did learn to dance or not."
"I believe the captain can do it." Thor said. "He is a great warrior and leader. I cannot see him having any trouble learning a simple dance."
"Dances may be different here than on Asgard." Bruce said.
"Either way, it's going to be entertaining as hell." Tony said.
"Got that right." Clint said. "Win or lose, it's going to be awesome to watch."
"I have to admit that I agree with you there." Bruce said as the remaining tables began to fill with people who were dressed for a night of dancing.
Once all of the tables were filled, the lights dimmed to where the room was nearly pitch black.
Tony right away hit the button on his camera so it was recording. The lights became a little brighter and everyone noticed a tall figure standing in the middle of the floor with his back to the small stairway.
"Got to hand to Nat. She knows fashion." Clint said.
"Yeah. Steve looks pretty good." Bruce agreed.
"Well it's a good thing I'm recording this. This is probably as modernized as we're going to see Steve dress. Tomorrow he'll be back to his old man clothes." Tony said.
A blurred shadow appeared behind a white curtain. The remaining men could tell that it was Natasha.
The curtain came up and Steve turned around.
Clint felt his jaw drop at the sight of Natasha once the lights became a little brighter. Looking around the table and dance room, he could see that he wasn't the only one with the stunned look at the sight of the the Black Widow.
Steve felt the air rush from his lungs at the sight of Natasha. He had been right about her outfit being daring.
She wore a short black skirt that flowed gracefully to her midthighs. A red sash flowed from her right shoulder, over half her body and down to her left hip attaching around her waist right above her right hip. Under the sash was a small black top with a strap around her neck and back. A red choker was around her neck along with two red braclets on her wrists and black heeled shoes.
She looked stunning.
Steve snapped out of his daze when he heard someone whistle at Natasha. The gesture made him want to find out who the man was that whistled at her but he was kept from doing so when Natasha started walking toward him.
He felt his heart start to race and he wasn't sure if it was because the dance was starting or because of the lovely vision walking to him.
Natasha held out her hand which Steve took and kissed the top of it. They moved into their first stance.
"You look beautiful." Steve said right before the music started.
"Thank you." Natasha said as they began their routine.
"Stark, I think you lost." Clint commented not taking his eyes off his friends as they moved about the floor performing twists and tricks.
"The way Nat looks, I'm not caring at this point." Tony replied with a smirk almost not wanting to believe that he was actually seeing Steve dance the tango.
He had seen the way the super soldier moves during fights and was a little amazed that that same soldier who could take out ten people at once was now dancing an exotic dance with the Black Widow.
"You see Tony's face?" Natasha asked as Steve dipped her and brought her back up.
"Yep. I think he's regretting making this bet." Steve answered as they spun three times.
"He's going to regret it alright." Natasha said. "Especially once he sees our vacation bill."
Steve chuckled as the music came to an end and he dipped Natasha once more.
They smiled at each other in accomplishment as everyone began clapping and cheering. Steve brought Natasha back up, they quickly hugged before taking their bows and gaining their friends.
"That was awesome you guys." Bruce declared as Clint drapped a jacket over Natasha's shoulders.
"And you said you couldn't dance." Clint said to Steve as they sat down and other couples began taking the dance floor.
"I thought I couldn't." Steve answered. "Natasha not only proved Tony wrong but she proved me wrong as well."
"Speaking of which." Natasha said turning to Tony with a smirk. "Isn't there something you'd like to say Tony?"
"Anyone want a drink?" Tony asked casually.
"Come on Tony. You can at least lose gracefully." Bruce said.
"Traitor." Tony muttered then turned to Steve and Natasha. "Alright. I willingly admit defeat. You win."
"Did you get that on camera?" Bruce asked Clint who had turned the video camera to the table when Tony wasn't looking.
"I think so." Clint answered with a grin as he shut off the camera.
"Traitors! The only one who hasn't betrayed me yet is Thor."
"In the mean time, hand 'em over." Natasha said holding her hand out.
Tony sighed as he pulled out his wallet. He hesitated pulling out seven different credit cards and handing them over to Natasha.
"You're an evil vixen." Tony said as Natasha tucked the cards away in her purse.
"Thank you." she said.
Twenty minutes passed and now Clint was taking the chance to show everyone that he was a great dancer with Natasha. Tony was recording most of the evening claiming that in the future it would be a fond memory of the one night they were able to relax without the worry of SHIELD calling.
Throughout the rest of the night, Natasha was being asked to dance with numerous single and married men. All of them she turned down.
Steve found himself outside in a small patio area of the building with a smile on his face.
He had not only proved Tony wrong, which was a big score in his opinion, but he had also learned the one thing he never thought he would be able to learn.
"Basking in the moment of victory?"
Steve turned and saw Natasha walk over with Clint's jacket drapped aroud her shoulders again.
"Something like that." Steve answered. "This is probably the first time that I've been able to prove Tony wrong about something other than history."
"Well, I hope that Tony won't be betting against you for a long time after tonight. So, where would you like to go for our vacation?" she asked with a smile.
"I'm not sure." Steve answered wrapping an arm around her shoulders as they walked back inside. "What sounds expensive?"