Natasha was all ready, looking exquisite. And it was almost noon.

"You look wonderful" Maria said.

She smiled, not knowing what to say.

"I'll take your leave now" she said, "take care".

Maria left, and Natasha stood up, taking a good look at herself.

Steve entered the room and got his breath stolen. He walked up to her like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time, and took her hand, pulling her into his embrace.

"You look so beautiful " he said, touching her neck with the back of his fingers.

She lowered her eyes.

"Come, we need to be somewhere" he said, and with his hand on her waist, he took her out of the room.

The mansion was decorated heavily, with flowers and lights everywhere.  Natasha wondered what the occasion was.

As they descended the stairs, she saw that a lot of people stood there, dressed perfectly, and a huge cake was placed on the huge centre table.

He took her to the table,  everyone was clapping.

"Today, happens to be my birthday" Steve whispered in her ear.

She looked at him in shock, and he smiled.

He took the knife and cut the cake, the crowd cheered and clapped but no one sang the birthday song.

He took a piece, and turned to her, touching the cake to her lips, she got confused, and flinched, but then realized it, and hesitantly took a bite.

"Happy birthday" she said, in a voice almost inaudible. He smirked, and leaned closer, licking the cream of her lips.

"Thank you" he said, "you are the best birthday present I have ever received"

Unintentionally, she blushed.

"Let's raise a toast for our Captain" a man said, and all cheered.

Steve then took her waist, and they walked to the dance floor.

"Do you dance? " he asked, taking her hand, his hand still on her waist.

"Yes" she replied. He smirked again. They moved slowly with the music, to and fro, with him twirling her from time to time, she landed in his arms, gracefully.

"You are quite a dancer" he said.

She blushed, "thank you" she said.

He pulled her closer, her arm wrapped around his shoulder, and he held her hips. Leaning down, he kissed her neck, her skin going red.

He picked her up in his arms, carried her to the bar, and settled her on the stool.

"Stay here, and have something to drink, I'll be back in a while" he said, "Don't worry, Maria would come for you" he kissed her neck and her lips and then left.

Maria came to her almost instantly, she had dressed up too, in a peach dress, with her hair tied in a bun. 

"Someone's getting really special treatment" she said, taking a seat beside her.

"What do you mean? " Natasha asked.

"I mean.. He never feeds anyone from his hands, not even cake" she said with a wink.

Natasha looked down, trying to ignore the thought.

"Look at her" Maria pointed towards a girl, wearing a light blue dress, heavy in built, with long blonde hair, "That is Sharon Carter, Captain's ex".

Natasha stared at her with a bad taste in her mouth she didn't know what she didn't like about her maybe the fact that she was able to be the girlfriend of such a man.

"Why did they break up? " Natasha asked.

"She is too irritating, bugging and he is done with her" Maria replied, "Anyways, what would do you like to drink? "

Natasha didn't reply.

"Oh come on, don't be shy" she playfully nudged her arm.

"A lemonade" she said.

"Fine!! " Maria rolled her eyes, and ordered a simple cocktail for her, without alcohol.

Natasha sipped it carefully, she wasn't used to drinking and eating outside food. She had been very poor all her life. So all this glamour, was quite new for her.

A waitress brought them cake, and they ate it in silence.

"Its so wonderful, I wonder how its made" Natasha said.

"Are you into baking? "Maria asked.

"Yes, but I could never afford an oven, so... And baking is very expensive " Natasha said.

Maria felt sorry for her, she had lived a poor life but was at least free, and now she had her wings chopped off. She put a hand on her shoulder, "I'll see if I can do anything for you" she said.

Natasha smiled at her, and then concentrated back on the cake.

And then suddenly, there was a loud noise, of a gun shot. People started running here and there, Maria pulled her own pistol out from under her dress. Natasha was horrified to see that. She was scared. There was blood on the floor, and smoke, people screaming. Maria shielded her, shooting at people, two more men fell before her eyes.

Her heart was in her throat, she was going to pass out, never in her life had she experienced such violence.

She was shaking from head to toe, when suddenly a hand grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his safe embrace. She looked up to him.

"You are safe, don't worry" Steve said.

Natasha heard another gunshot, and passed out, Steve held her in his firm hold, and carried her over his shoulder, rushing to his room.

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Natasha is so weak and pure.
Steve is difficult to understand.
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