The love story of an Arstotzkan Soldier

day 1

And so,after the welcome ceremony was over,the little blonde Arstotzkan started walking towards his room.He was tripping,veing dizzy,and allt of times barely maneging to not fall!
After..A while he finally arrived at his room.
He sat there,all blushing,all flustered.
He didn t know what he was thinking...What he was felling,..His sould and heart had butterflies in them.He coldn t stop thinking about him...His voice.The way he towered over him..His besutiful hair,the way his aura was so..Mysterious .Yet narcisistic..,cool? and charming..Hella charming.
His mask..That dammned mask was covering what could Vlad only imagined as being a beautiful..Charming,smug..Smile..Oh,it could have been so beautiful!..
But..That fricking mask!.

And oh,his eyes...Oh,his eyes! A vibrant shade of pink ,so beautiful,it was magenga...One of Vlads favorite colour..And oh,how beautiful was the light accentuating those eyes!

The short soldier trew hinself on the bed,moving his hand slowly.He pit it over his mounth,closing his eyes and starting dreamingb while still awake..
His nose..so..So perfect and straight-
He started shaking his head fast
,,Yes..Yes straight,like myself.I am not allowed toike other men! I am an arstotzkan-I..No,i don tvlike him!..Just..I..Just...Know how to sppreciate a man s body..I..Can t-"
No..He knew what to do.He had to keep track of everything,especially the posibility to...Like that man.
So,he pulled an d agenda from his backpack and marked the firsy page on the top
,,Day 0"
As it was the first day he even knew the Federation s man existed.
After writing a little,ezplaining about how he didn t care that much about him..Didn t even aknologed him..
Then,he started with ,,Day 1".. That was tooday.
He didn t count thr days without him,as those didn t matter.
He started to write about his fellings....
About how beautifull he was.Avout his eyes,his dammned mask,his nose,his chest,his heig-
A knock intterupted the little man,as he,allarmed,trew the agenda back in his backpack
,,-C-..Come in!"
He said on a happy tone,smiling,while stikl being all red and flustered "

******

And so,after the welcome ceremony was over,the tall Federatian started going towards the office of that fucking twat.The general.The fucking idiot who was in charges.
He trew himself on the little chair.He waited for the general to come back
10 minutes ..20..30..
The door finaly opens!
The pricl comes in,mumbling to himself-When he spots the man with pinkies hair.He twitches,as he didn t expect a damn soul
,,-You fucking idiot,don t scare me like that!"
,,-Yea,eh,whatever.Sorry Vik"
The general gave him a death stare
,,-It s gemeral Calenks Viktor for you!"
,,-Stop repeating yourself,it s annoying."
Calenks almost took him by his neck..But he refrain..He knew it wasn t worth it for now.
Hiral continued
,,-So,what room is mind,Bi-..I mean vik^^"
The general hit his desk hard with his fist.
,,-...Well,I can t you let near anybof my soldiers,you fuck boy...So,you will stay with anyone from the untrusted page,understand?
Hiral nodded in a smug way
,,-Yea yea sure.Do I have yo choose?"
,,-Sure,just..I would apreciate you skip room 207..He s..Sensible...And he tries alot.And even if I am hars with him,I care for that boy..He kinda reminds me of an old..old friend..Sergiu"
,,-Welll,207 it is!"
The gener gave him a death stare
,,Are you messing with me,you fucking donkey?!
Hiral smiled
,,-Exactly,twat."
And,as quiwjly as that,Hiral got out of his office and started to wallk,with his jands behind his back..His head held high,as he gave everybody around him a felling if lack of pride..Of subordination.
He started counting

,198..-...200..202...204..206-"
He stoped,and turned towards the other side of the corridor,where the rooms with odd numbers where
,,207"
His smile was smug,and cool,could be rea don his eyes.
He opens the door,expecting anything..A tall narcisist,a build up machine ready to kill,a personnfrom obristan,the general bratty kid but..