Chapter Twenty Two

So, sort of long chapter. There's an a more of an adult scene later but Nothing too crazy...not spoiling anything. Still taking it slow. :) (Wether that refers to me writing or their romance, the chapter will let you know! Mwhahahahahahah! Ahem.) Fluffies. XD

Steve sighed as the engine roared in his ears as he drove. Nat insisted on him borrowing her car and he had to agree, a dress on a motorcycle was not an easy thing. He smirked to himself as he wondered where Natasha borrowed the black corvette from. She had a new car every week. He was glad he was able to get the reservations at such a last minute notice but Natasha threw his name around a bit. At first he protested but then he realized she had garnered them some privacy as well.

He was able to find the house easy enough and the gates were open, so he didn't have to ring to pull in the driveway. He got out and picked up the flowers from the back seat, this was a very expensive week, but he realized it wouldn't always be so peaceful so he allowed himself a little leeway. Besides that he was very frugal most of the time. He went to ring the door bell, and he heard a squeal of delight that he recognized as Junko. She really was a good kid, just a sucky situation and he was unsure how her twin was able to keep so cool. He figured it was different dads.

Kayura opened the door and he felt his heart stop again. It wasn't a dress as slinky as the red one but something that would have been out of the world in his era. Her hair was pinned in such a way too that made him feel like he was back in the forties. She smiled, "Konbanwa, Kanchou-san."

He gulped to regain his voice and held out the red roses, "good evening, Miss Tanaka."

She smirked, "you heard about that."

"Tony Stark's illegitimate sister comes forth, very subtle, Kay," he teased as she smelled the roses.

"Yes, well...they figured it was better than me appearing out of nowhere... Junko," Kay called and the girl appeared at a moment's notice. She was almost bouncing out of her shoes as she did. "Would you be a dear, and put these in water?"

Junko smiled ear to ear, "Hi, Uncle..."

Junko was muffled by Seito who dragged his sister off into a different part of the house, "did she call me Uncle?"

"She likes the idea of you being Uncle Steve," Kay laughed as he leaned over and kissed her cheek.

He took her hand and spun her, "do you mind me saying but...wowzers."

Kay laughed, "do people even say 'wowzers' anymore?"

"Nope."

"Then I don't mind it one bit."

"Shall we," he asked holding out a hand for her to take and they headed for the car. He opened the door for her and she climbed in. He shut it then went around to the driver's side.

Kay smiled as he started the car, "is this Nat's?"

"Yeah," he nodded with a laugh.

She just smiled as he started to drive and looked out on the night as they passed through the city. She was curious where they were headed but she was going to let it be a surprise. She could feel the cold air on her skin and she smiled, "you know why I like New York more than California?"

"No," he answered glancing at her.

"The air, it has a chill in it like none other," she smiled. "It reminds you winter is knocking at your door and that it has power to stop all of the little people in this city with just a breath. California is...hot. Even their snowy areas only get snow for a few days."

"I never really cared for Cali," he said. "Although, during the war, it was the it place to be."

"Have you ever been?"

"Once or twice on a recent mission, we stop to fuel up there but not really," he answered. "Why?"

"I want to go in summer," she smiled. "The American Yokai have their parade there, and I haven't seen it yet."

"Yokai are demons right?"

"Yes, lesser ones, not like Akuma," she said. "They're actually quite fun to party with. At the beginning of summer they celebrate in the middle of the night. There are thousands of them, and they drink and sing and they are the merriest of creatures. Most people can't see them, but there are special humans who can sometimes run away with them."

"And you haven't?"

"No, they consider me Omyoji," she replied and noticed his unfamiliarity with the word. "Shaman, so they don't bother me."

He slowed the car down to park in front of a restaurant called Sushi Yasuda, and she asked, "you like sushi?"

"Never had it, honestly," he said with a smile as he stopped the car.

"I've had a little bit, when I was little," she said warily. "I honestly don't know what it tastes like now?"

He got out of the car and walked around to her as the car lid flipped up. He held out a hand and she took it, "well, Miss Kay? Shall we enjoy an adventure?"

And the two did, Kay noticed that it was rather quiet in the place. They sat at the bar together and Kayura spoke to the chef fluently, which both made the chef happy and Steve smile. She ordered the sushi Omakase, which was the the chef's special, and were treated with a variety of sushi types that neither had. Kayura smiled and asked before she did, "what did Nat say to him?"

He sighed and looked at the chef, "I'm sorry if my friend was a little rude on the phone earlier. She's a bit of a hermit."

The chef smiled, "oh, no miss Natasha is a great patron here. She put in a special request for her friend 'Kanchou-san'. We all know that meant you, sir."

Steve nodded and Kayura giggled, "is that why everyone is looking at us?"

"Hai," he answered with a solo nod. "Not every day a super hero brings his girlfriend come into dine with us."

Steve smiled at Kay nervously as he said, "I didn't want to spend the night ducking paparazzi."

She just smiled at him ever so coyly.

Overall, they enjoyed their light meal. Steve was glad that it was light and hoped Kay still had energy and a sweet tooth. After their dinner, Kay hugged his arm on the way out and saw a gaggle of people across the street. Steve looked at her, "I was going to walk to our next destination, but...I would rather not be followed."

Kayura slid into the car as he unlocked it,, "let's loose them then!"

He got in, "are you sure about the whole being Stark's little sister thing?

"Are you worried the fame will go to my head?"

Thankfully, she was wearing enough makeup to not be recognizable by anyone at the bugle which was her only worry. Steve shook his head then sighed, "just didn't realize it was going to be reporters."

"I guess that's the price of fame, Steve," she mumbled as they walked. As they got closer to a club, she noticed its sign 'Swing 46' and it wasn't until they got close til the flashes started. Steve grumbled something to himself but Kay didn't hear it and assumed she didn't want to hear it. As polite as he was most of the time, he could curse when he needed to. The doorman greeted them as they escaped from the lights, and she smiled the instant they walked in.

The host smiled, "we do apologize, but we tried to keep it hush hush. It doesn't take long in New York, though."

Steve nodded as Kayura said, "it's fine. Just don't let them in here, please."

The club was quaint and old fashioned, with a nice dance floor, a few tables set up for dining and a small bar. There was an area for a live band to play, and tonight a fast Jazz was playing. Kay smiled, and grabbed his hand, "can we dance first, please?"

He smiled as he ran out on the floor with her, he noticed some looks and realized how recognizable he would be to a crowd of people into that era of music and fashion. He spun her making her giggle and her skirt flared perfectly, and then pulled her into a dip. He smiled at her, "you look gorgeous, darling."

"You're certainly smooth," she laughed as she jumped to her feet.

They spent several moments together, and he was surprised how good she was or perhaps she was just following him. Although, he wasn't the greatest of dancers as a young man, he had picked up again in the last few years to cross off on his bucket list. He put his hands on her hips and lifted her up. There was a bright flash, and Kay frowned as he set her down and another popped, "dezāto o onegai motsu koto ga dekimasu ka? (Can we have desert, please?)"

He nodded as they went to the bar, Kay ordered a small sake while Steve ordered them a strawberry cheesecake to split. He saw the reporter, and said, "don't worry, he noticed how uncomfortable you are. I don't think he'll push it."

"It's not that," she paused as she sipped the sake. "I don't mind any of that but I realize I wanted tonight to be more private than it really is."

He apologized, "I'm sorry, Kay."

The cake was set down and the barman said, "the bouncer is escorting him out, Miss Tanaka. You don't have to feel like you can't be here with the Captain without some privacy."

Steve smiled, "thank you sir."

"I guess you're quite a bit of a celebrity," she said quietly.

"I guess I would be," he smiled as he kissed her cheek. He saw her down their sake, and they finished their cheesecake in silence. Which was the best cheesecake either of them had ever had. He then said, "what do you say, let's go back?"

She sat up nice and straight, "no, we can stay...I don't mind."

He laid a hand on hers, "I should have realized that this was a little much."

She blushed, "no...I..."

He paid their bill and held out a hand, "I have ice cream in the freezer, and we can watch that movie about Ninja Turtles."

"Sounds ridiculous," she said with a smile as they bolted from the club. "Steve, I'm sorry..."

They walked quickly and took a detour to shake the reporters on the way back to the car and he said, "Kay. You're beautiful. I don't want you to think that this is anyway your fault. I should have realized there would be reporters on foot."

She hugged his arm quietly as they walked quickly. Steve helped her in and they drove back to his place. She changed into a set of his workout pants and one of his shirts, "I think I need to bring some clothes with me next time."

"I don't mind you wearing my stuff," he smirked as he spooned a couple of bowls of ice cream out. "Although, I do enjoy you wearing red."

She smiled quietly as he gave her a bowl of ice cream and turned on the movie. Kayura slowly ate the vanilla ice cream as she snuggled up against Steve, the movie in her perspective was a ridiculous mockery of what Ninja actually were but then realized it was probably for kids. When the movie was done she laughed as she took their empty bowls and set them in the kitchen sink, "oh, what imagination this era has."

"They're kind of like mini hulks," he assessed. "Sort of...being teenagers..."

She laughed, "you're cute when you try and relate to something that you can't remotely relate to."

Steve laid back on the couch and watched her as she shuffled in, "you want to go down and 'train' with me?"

"Do we have to leave to do that," she snickered, "or is that just a lame attempt at flirting?"

He laughed as she laid on top of him, "maybe I just like seeing you blush."

"I could say the same about you," she giggled as he wrapped his arms loosely around her waist. She cupped his face for a kiss and he pulled her tight to him. Tonight had been sort of a fiasco, but she didn't care. The entire time, he only had eyes for her and she loved every second of it.

"So I'm technically dating Tony's sister then," he asked as he broke the kiss. "I can't imagine he's a supportive older brother."

"He's a bit of an ass, but you know how brothers are," she whispered. "He just wants to make sure his baby sister isn't taken advantage of but you would never do that?"

"And risk being repulsared in the head or dropped off the moon? No thank you," he answered and she giggled again. They starred into each others eyes for a long time and he gulped as he felt his heart racing. He asked, "Kay..."

She noticed his pink cheeks, he was so cute when he was flustered. She could see the young man in him under all the layers of muscle. A sweet young man who had a lot bad luck but turned it around by striving for better. She smiled as she caressed his neck, "yes?"

He gulped again and asked, "feel free to say no..."

She felt her own cheeks grow hot.

"I'm not asking if...uh...," he blushed as if he was trying to find his words. "Golly...would you mind if I were to be little more...you know...hands on?"

She laughed and hugged him, he was such a dork sometimes. He didn't need to ask her honestly, if he wanted more than that she would have said yes in that moment. Them being slow was for each other, not just herself, she realized. Time to explore what they liked or didn't like. She kissed his cheek and sat up, straddling his lap. He knew she didn't ware a bra, which bothered him sometimes, but not at that moment. She wasn't really busty or anything but he could see her hard nipples through his shirt. She took his hands in hers and set them at her waist with a smile on her face. He gulped again as she slowly lifted her shirt to show her smooth soft ivory belly. He ran his thumbs next her belly button, her skin was so soft under his rough hands. She raised her shirt ever so slightly again and he ran his hands along each of her sides, stopping to occasionally rub his thumbs against her skin. They went back in and forth until she stopped her shirt right above the curve of her breasts and he felt his heart racing. His hands were resting right at the bottom of her rib cage, and he could feel her heart beat and and her excited breathing. He began to pull his hands away and she said, "well...go on."

He slipped his his hands under her shirt at the sound of her encouraging words but didn't see a thing as she smirked. He felt her body press into his hands, urging him to touch her. He rolled his poms across her small breasts and then touched the small pointy ends lightly with his thumbs. He saw her lean her head back and bite her lip, she rested her hands on his forearms. He sat up a little bit against the arm of the couch, keeping his hands in place as she leaned back against his knees. He smiled as he softly squeezed and he heard a small and delicate moan.

He ran his hands down her abdomen and she smiled at him as she leaned forward to kiss him. He felt her run her hands along his chest and laid them against his neck. He ran a hand through her hair as she laid against him. He looked down at her and realized she was passed out. He kissed the top of her head and gently maneuvered so he could scoop her up. He laid her in bed and tucked her in. He laid down next to her and he felt her maneuver close to him and he smiled as wrapped her close.