The Man with no Heart (Tony Stark) - ON HOLD

Over the time

*Two years later*

“Oh… god” I watched Maya’s naked form collapsing against my chest as I smiled, the both of us trying to catch our breaths.

Oh, she had no idea what she was getting herself into, back when we first had sex. It can be a really addictive thing, particularly when you know you will not be disappointed.

Oh no. I knew I would not.

And she knew she would not either.

The both of us grew to know each other’s bodies way too well. We made the deal we would just tell each other everything and try everything.

And I could not be better.

And happier.

I guess I really did fall for her. Over the time, I grew to be sure of it.

Everyday, she would just fascinate me even more.

Just like she said I fascinated her, once.

Oh yes, we would fight. I would drive her insane sometimes, you know how I am. But she also got me mad, every once in a while.

She would drown herself in her studies, obsessed over getting good grades in order to get good propositions and finally, catch some good business man attention, with all her studies on genetically transformation.

I know I am no one to be mad about such thing, given the fact I also spend lots of times in my workshop. But, honestly… I just tinker.

I built something every once in a while, but… I never obsessed like she did. At least, not by then. I watched her as she got sick because of that. And even sick she would not give up on her work.

It really got me frustrated.

I cared about her and I watched her being careless about her health.

I guess I made a promise to myself never to be like that, in the future. Something I think I never got to fulfill. But a lot happened before that…

Remember my father challenged me to build stuff for the air forces? Gosh, I got propositions after propositions. I started to see my name every once in a while, on the media, and not just my fathers. That really motivated me.

My mother would call me every once in a while to remind me of how proud she was. As to my father, I guess that, over the time, he came to forget what happened over that famous Christmas, two years before.

I tried not to let it affect me.

And, as always, I always worked hard to show him I was capable of doing much. I always worked hard to make him proud.

My goal was always to impress my father, even though I would never admit that.

I even graduated in several degrees, every year, after getting that proposition from the director. I was a sixteen year old graduating, back then, after a year. And then I was a eighteen year old boy about to get his third graduation.

I did not know what would be coming next.

Maya and Rhodes would also graduate that year. I was not sure I would be able to continue this marathon without them. Without her.

I guess I would just work… underneath my father’s shadow.

My doubts increased everyday, since the school year was coming to an end and graduation was close. But I tried to act cool about it.

Speaking of cool… oh, I was now the coolest guy on MIT.

Oh, yeah.

Parties, fame and success were my top describing words at the moment.