You are and will be my only one

No money's been made, my English is propably horrible and it will remain horrible until someone wants to BETA me (pretty please?). This is still a fanfic based on movies and comics, I own nothing.

Motivation? Dark, handsome and mysterious bastard billionaire meets blond innocent good and righteous soldier. Can there be any better mix? Love Stark, Love Rogers! (Can't help it)

Enjoy! Please review!

Chapter One –Prelude

Tony heard a lot about Captain America. Not only from his father and from old newspapers, but also with the help of the numerous comics he had as a child. He still has them, propably in an old dusty box on his attic. Yes, he does own an attic in that playboymansion of his. But when SHIELD called in and the lovely Agent Phil (still uncomfortable knowing that Agent was not his first name) it was like a dream come true. Working together with his old hero? Hell yeah! Tony only saw pictures of the Captain and thought he was quite handsome. His father only spoke good of him, so he had to be a nice and smart guy to capture the interest of Mr. Howard Stark? Not?

When Pepper and Agent Phil left the building, Tony read the files of all the other people in The Avengers Project. He couldn't deny that Captain America caught the most interest and that, when Tony finally went to bed for a couple of hours rest, the face of this long-forgotten comic-heroe lingered in his thoughts. The last thought Tony had was: "Have to impress the man, can't have him thinking I'm less than my father was." So when Tony finally met Captain America, in the not so lucky circumstances (you know... battling someone who's claiming to conquer the world blabla, Loki, what's his name), it was on the tunes of AC/DC he came soaring through the air to save the day and Captain America's neck.

"Mr. Stark" said a warm voice to his left.

"Captain." Came the respectful reply. Tony only saw a glimse of the man, the rest was covered in that ridiculously tight costume with stars and stripes (good gods, that was totally 1940s style). Because his attention was focused otherwise, by a mad blond semi-god with an enormous hammer (no pun intended), Tony did not yet have the time to take a good look at this Captainfellow. That is... Until they got on the plane. And that is where the emotional story begins of Tony Stark, who definitely, felt the pain of true love on first sight...

I know this is short and propably badly written, but if you're interested... You know what to do! Hit the review button and I might give another chapter free...

Love Corantien!