A/N: Okay, so, everyone needs a bit of Tony Angst in their lives right? Well, here's some of mine. I by far find Tony one of the most haunted and underlyingly dark character I've heard of. So, it's always a pleasure to write these sorts of things.

So, I present to you, Five moments when Tony expressed the truth.

First moment; Steve.

It was two months following the Chatauri invasion. Captain Steve Rogers had moved into Stark Tower despite Tony's pleas due to SHIELD's orders. Over the time he had been there (which was approximantly a week) Tony had not spoken more than 6 words to the Captain (Steve had counted.) And Mr. Rogers was finally fed up with whatever had the billionaire's panties in a knot.

It was breakfast and only him and Tony were in the kitchen, basking in an awkward silence. Dr. Banner was still in the lab, refusing to leave so Tony had to come up here and get him some food.

Just before Stark left, Steve raised his question, "Tony?"

Tony Stark rolled his chocolate eyes and turned to face the Super Soldier, poorly masked annoyance dancing across his face. "Can I help you, Sleeping Beauty?"

Steeling his courage, Steve stood from his place at the kitchen's island and approached the genius. He didn't neccasarily know how to pose his question so he just blurted out "Why don't you like me?"

Ironman's eyes shot up clear to his hairline, a million distant questions fluttering about his head and the truth dancing on the tip of his tongue. But, as per usual, Tony took the easy way out. Sarcasm.

"What makes you think I don't like you, Jack Frost? I'll let you know I happen to love our time together." With a smile that resembled a sneer, he turned once again to make his way back to the labs.

Steve grabbed his arm.

"Listen, Mr. Stark, I don't know what I've done to upset you. Hell, I don't even know if I've done anything and you just don't like me. But, whatever I did, I apologize. You're father was a great man, and I-"

Cap realized he had over stepped his boundaries a moment too late when the look of hatred passed across Tony's face. Tony wasn't exactly sure how it happened, but he had reached his boiling point and the water was running over.

"My father Captain Rogers, has absolutely nothing to do with me. He was a vile old man" Tony was advancing on Steve, backing him into a corner. "I do not consider him my father. The only thing I am thankful for from him was his teaching me about the world. That I could own it and not let people like you bring me down."

"Tony, I-" Steve was flabbergasted when he was interupted again.

"You wanna know why I don't like you, Capsicle? Why I absolutely loathe you? It's because of my father. No matter how hard I tried, I was never good enough. Because of you." Stark's voice had taken on a dangerous quiet. "I was never as good as the super soldier, as the boy he thought would make the perfect son. I heard millions of stories about you growing up. Millions about how brave you are, how strong, how nice. About how someday, he wished I would grow up to be like you. But no matter what he said I couldn't live up to this god-like image he had built of you so I was always second best."

Tony screamed now- "YOU WEREN'T EVEN THERE. YOU WEREN'T THERE TO EVEN ATTEMPT TO TAKE MY PLACE BUT YOU DID WITH ABSOLUTELY NO WORK ON YOUR PART. YOU TOOK MY FATHER FROM ME AND I HADN'T EVEN MET YOU."

"So, I'm sorry Steve, if it seems like I'm less than fond of you." When Tony whipped around to stalk out of the kitchen he heard a quiet voice behind him.

"I had no idea."

Tony looked back over his shoulder, a smirk plastered on his face. "You didn't know. How convenient." Then he was gone.

A/N: I always imagined Tony just blowing up at Steve like that at some point because we all know he harbored a bit of jealously for the soldier.

Next up; Pepper.