Hey Everyone! Alrighty so I watched Avengers again tonight with my friend and now we're writing fic. So, before any of my other fics are even updated you guys are getting another chapter. Lucky ducks! Well, I don't expect this fic to be very long, maybe just another chapter or two. Hopefully you all enjoy this chapter. Consider it an early Christmas present. As a return Christmas present may I please have some reviews? I'd like to see what everyone thinks of the story.

Chapter 3

Later that night Tony was laying in his own bed, in the vast mansion that posed as his home. The sheets were silky soft and the pillow under his head sank beautifully as he rested his head upon it. All this though, and he didn't feel comfortable, couldn't' get to sleep despite the time at night.

His mind hadn't stopped thinking about Steve, concentrating on the line of his body, the way his arms stood out against his shirt when he flexed. The deep voice which had reverberated around the room and the extra height that his best friend's father seemed to have now, kept his thoughts occupied. He just couldn't get his mind off of Steve.

Tony rolled over in his bed, eyes flicking over to where his alarm clock stood on the dresser. The red light showed him that it was three o'clock in the morning. He didn't feel like sleeping at all, instead he felt wide awake. For once though, his thoughts weren't on some new design or one of the many beautiful females at school. No, his thoughts were on Steve.

The afternoon ran through his thoughts again, filling up every crevice of his mind. Why couldn't he just get Steve out of his mind? Surely it should be easy enough, it wasn't like he found the guy attractive, or rather he found him attractive but just didn't like him. Not that way.

Urgh. His thoughts were just too confusing. His brain should just shut up already. Alright so maybe Steve Rogers had a hot body now, one that wasn't totally unattractive like his body had been before. Still, that was no reason to be preoccupied now was it? No, absolutely no reason at all so Steve Rogers could just get the fuck out of his head. Right out, right this fucking instant.

No matter how much he may have wanted it the guy wasn't going to get his perfect fucking body out of his mind. Damn the guy to hell and back. He was Peter's dad, admittedly a foster dad but a dad nonetheless. Tony shouldn't be thinking about him this way, no way, nuh uh it just wasn't on.

Tony rolled over on his bed and pulled the covers up to his chin. His brown tousled hair was spread out over his pillow as he shut his eyes tight. The inventor began to run a series of different mathematical equations through his mind as he settled down, finally dropping off to sleep.

School the next morning was torture. Tony was running on a serious lack of sleep now. For nights he hadn't been getting enough sleep, usually from inventions and caffeine, lately he had been anticipating the arrival of his best friend and then last night he had been caught up with thoughts of Steve.

If his morning hadn't started off bad enough after waking up hard after a rather erotic dream involving a certain military employee, it was just made worse by a severe lack of coffee within the mansion. Seriously, what household doesn't stock large amounts of the caffeine filled goodness that is the elixir of life? Well, apparently that was the Stark mansion.

After a truly horrific morning it could only be understandable that Tony wasn't going to be in a good mood for the rest of the school day. The only upside to anything was that Peter was now attending the high school and although he wasn't going to be in all of Tony's classes he would be in at least English and History with the genius.

The school halls were teaming with students as Tony finally graced the hallways with his presence. Peter had told Tony that they would meet at the front office. This was an area that Tony really preferred not to go near, not unless he really had to. The principal had a thing against him, although why Tony really couldn't figure out. So maybe he had blown up the school labs a few times, it was nothing. His dad had paid for all the damage to be fixed, no worries. Honestly, he was just trying to complete his science project well enough to get some extra credit. Science and math were the only classes he ever did well in anyways.

So it was with great disdain that Tony found himself in the administration area of the high school, waiting awkwardly for his best friend to show up. Luckily he wasn't kept waiting, Peter turning up only a few minutes later. It was lucky really, the administration lady was starting to become a little unnerving, what with all her staring and all.

"Hey Tony. Sorry, I was running a little late. Steve had a conference call this morning and he was going to drop me off but in the end he couldn't, the conference call was running late. Instead I walked, so uh yeah, a little bit late," Peter said, juggling his books in one hand, breakfast in the other.

"It's fine, I was just standing here being admired by all of the lovely ladies in the building. No hardship or anything. You know…I could have just picked you up for school."

"Uh…right. Maybe tomorrow instead? Steve had been kind of looking forward to dropping me off and all. Don't think he'll mind if a hitch a ride from now on though," Peter replies, offering a large grin before heading over to the admin desk.

Tony takes a moment to look around the room before Peter returns with his timetable. Nothing unusual was in the room, just a bunch of pot plants and a water cooler. The school honestly couldn't be more average and mundane if it tried.

"Well, it seems as though I've got English and History with you Tony. The rest of the classes though, I'm afraid we're in different class groups."

"It's alright; I figured we would be in a different science and math at least. Plus, you probably have some different electives from me."

"Yeah, sounds alright though having some classes together. Do you know where this science room is? I've got physics first up."

"Our classes together are going to be epic, trust my judgement. Science rooms? They're pretty much my domain; let me show you the way."

Lunchtime can't roll around soon enough for Tony. He hasn't been able to concentrate through any of his lessons. Not even the science classes which he usually enjoys can keep his attention from wandering. It's always the same place that they wander. His thoughts go right back to Steve, Peter's foster father.

Rhodey and Pepper are at their usual hang out on the roof of the building by the time Tony and Peter catch up to them. Tony had already memorised Peter's timetable, swinging by his last class to grab him and bring him out to the usual area.

The roof is a place that is hard to access and as such very few students go up there. Technically it's out of bounds but none of the teachers really mind the group being up on the roof. There's a lot less for them to meddle with on the roof than inside the building and especially in the cafeteria. After Tony's incident with the ovens in the cafeteria kitchen he's been banned from the cafeteria.

Most students remain outside on the grass surrounding the beautiful, old school building. The trees that are dotted around the grounds provide enough shade for the many students at the school. Tony doesn't care about shade, much more interested in the feeling of freedom that the roof provides. It's a feeling he finds himself longing for frequently.

"Where have you been Tony? I was expecting a text last night! Didn't you get any of my texts? I sent you three…or four, maybe five. Alright so maybe there were twenty seven but really, you should have just replied to the first one. How did everything go? Is Peter just like you remembered him?" Pepper blurted out as soon as Tony reached the rooftop. "Oh, wait you must be Peter. You are peter aren't you?"

The question is directed at Peter, half hidden behind Tony. He can't do anything but nod mutely as Pepper continues on, not letting anything stop her tirade. This is how Pepper always is and Tony has no problems just nodding at the right moments and mainly ignoring what she says.

"Just ignore Pepper, Peter. She's just a little excited at the moment. By the way I'm Rhodey, one of Tony's friends, I guess," Rhodey introduces. He's sitting upon some construction metal which must be boiling hot by this time in the day but he doesn't seem bothered by it at all.

Peter nods again, looking around with eyes that are wide. Tony smirks and takes a seat on a piece of wood spread between a few crates. It's one of the few impromptu chairs that the three have fashioned over their last few years at the school.

"So Tony, why didn't you text me back? How late did you stay over at Peter's house? Did you have fun? How's Steve, that's what Peter's father's name is right? Ooooh, did you make any new inventions? Did you make something that flies? You didn't break the oven at his house did you? Well, I hope that you didn't. I mean, that's why we eat outside now instead of in the cafeteria, because you broke one of the ovens."

"It wasn't broken it was just repurposed and the cooks didn't like how I'd repurposed them. They still worked, nothing broken at all," Tony rebuts Pepper before making a side note to Peter, "The cooks just didn't appreciate the humour in me turning the ovens into semi-sentient artificial intelligence. Apparently they don't need the ovens to be cooks."

Peter laughs, finally breaking the rather strict mask that his face had formed. Pepper smiles back, the grin large enough to split her face in two. Pepper's just a little excitable and really, it's just part of her rather lovable personality.

Tony sits back, enjoying the fact that his old friend from elementary school is getting on with his not-quite-friends from high school. Really, he ought to think about updating Rhodey and Pepper's status from not-quite-friends to friends or something similar at least.

Again, just as soon as he has time to think about anything than what is going on around him, Tony's mind becomes occupied with Steve. Images of his beautiful muscles, the body which had once been awfully thin that was now muscled and extremely healthy just floated through his mind unbidden. Jesus, he was really gone for the guy's body. It was kind of awful to be sitting here at lunch with Peter thinking about how hot Peter's dad was. Fuck, he just needed to get the guy off of his mind. Christ, how long would it be before his thoughts wouldn't wander off unbidden? Hopefully he can get control of himself soon; he doesn't want this to last very long. Someone could notice.

With a huge amount of effort Tony brings his attention back to the roof top and to the conversation that is flowing around him. Obviously Pepper hadn't noticed his distraction otherwise there would have been a bucket of cold water being poured over his head. Tony smoothly inserts himself back into the conversation, letting his unbidden thoughts to fall silent in the back of his head.

Tony enjoys himself that lunch, more than he's enjoyed himself the whole time he's been at the school. Finally things are feeling better than they had been in a long time. Everything is right again now that Peter is back in the same city as him, attending the same school. Now, all he has to work out is how to get rid of this attraction to Steve Rogers. Then everything may just be perfect.

Well that's Chapter 3, hope you all enjoyed! Not sure how long it will be until another update. It could be a while so no one hold their breath. R and R please. :)