The love story of an Arstotzkan Soldier

best friend

Shortly after that,the prick that calls  himself the general left.
He said someting along the lines of ,,Preparing the reharsel of the Funeral of Dimitrie".
He remembered dimitrie..A tall man,around 190 cm.His rank required him to wear red clothes along a red hat.
He was as serious as Vik..But,unlike the prick,he actually knew what love ment..
Yup,while he was alive,he was dating Shae.Shae Piersovska..A calm woman who knew the cruelness of her soulmate..But still loves him.
..Hiral knew the Kolechian Diplomat.She was almost 40,kind,and understood that the ways of her lover were wrong.
She knew that Dimitrie had anger issues..She was aware of that.
..He smilled,remembering that man..it was the best tool he has ever seen-

His line of tjinking is intrerupted by the steps of a girl.A young lady,a new soldier that he has saw befoure.The kind person that went after the nurses and the general when his friend  has fallen.
She was looking sad and upset,deep in her thinking-what is she tjinking anyway? Nothing much for sure! What does an arstotzkanian prick has to think if he ain t the little..starshine named Vladimir...?
...Vladimir!
Oh,fucking fuck,he fucking forgot!
How..how could he?!..Forget about..his little starshine..!
He started running down the hallways as fast as he could.
When he finally..Finally! Sees the white door he rememebrs to be the ER.
He burst inside and looks around panicked..But his soul and mind calms down as he sees him.
A little blonde man,..A short petite one..sitting in his bed with his eyes closed,and his head  was pointed at the celling.
,,-Vladimir,my pal!"said hiral as he run to the little arstotzkan and hugged him
He ..slowly opened his eyes like he had a weight on them
,,-h-..hi pink"
Hiral smilled hearing his little ..Friend..with his beautiful accent..and cutesy feminine tender voice..
..But.There was a twist to it.A catch,if you shall.
He..He sounded sad..Or,at least more serious and lost in his thinking.
,,-Is..Everything alrigyt,starshine?"

The soldier finally opened his eyes,looking at him..They seem lost.
,,-...,,Starshine"?
,,-..Well you re calling me pink,so..Doesn t matter,don t change the subject! ...What happend,starshine?.."

The little man got up,sitting on thr bed..

...

.Then..

..Then he hugged him..so..so tight..being so so close to him!..
..hiral couldn t comptehend thr situstion at first.
The last timr he was hugged so tight  it was...
..Well,a lomg time ago,anyway.
..So warm..So welcoming so.
..He..He fekt the need to protect him.
He felt like he was the soldier now..and the little arstotzkan was his kindom,his world!..And he had to make sure the little man will br alright.
..He will make sure of that.He will make sure he ll defend  him with all of his sould and body.

                           ******

Vladimir hugged Pink tight..and  it was tighter with every second.
..it felt safe.And warm..

..And an escape from...The world.
The cruel cold world!..Where..He was different.
Where he was killed,where he was beaten up and hated..For skmething different in him that was so..so little he didn t even knew about it.

..his voice could be heard again trough that..Dammned mask.
,,-..what happend,starshine..?"
The arstotzkanian rose his sight slowly...His eyes finally had emotions in them: saddnes.
Saddnes and sorrow..dissapointment in himself, anger and..Confusion
He was bitting his lips so he won t burst in tears..yet he controlled his voice,being...calm.
,,-..What makes me so differeng compared to them..? Why.. Why Am I so different pink?!"
As he..couldn t control his voice anymore,he almost screams his name and hugs him alot tighter and more sudden.

The Inventor was  looking quite shook hearing his..words of pain and sorrow..Yet so calm and collected.
Vladimir could fell his big..manly hands get in his hair...He was  petting his head,something rolling shreads of hair on his fingers.
He..He took some time to,maybe think,and for the Arstotzkan to calm down..
..after a few dosen seconds,he finally starts talking

,,-..You may or may not be different...That doesn t mean anything.It doesn t make you less good or less atractive or less productive.You could be a dammned Kolechian and still my vladimir!..My little starshine..my-..my best friend..Just because they say different is bad,it doesn t mean they are right.Just because  it s more of them,it doesn t mean they are right!.."

The soldier listened closly to his words..so beautiful..so sincere..didn t try to lie or deny by saying he s not..He just..said something that felt true in..a way that felt true  with..His confidence..his way of making things of felling..Felling like they are good and..A way they make you happy and like yourself.

..And he was right.
..Different doesn t mean bad,it just means..Different and nothing more.
..And that..that made vladimir smile more than could..any lie make him smile in the universe..
He rose bis head to be closer to pink..and wispered,being close to his ear as he didn t had the enrgy to talk on a  normal tone
,,-t-..thank you"

..Pink said that he is his best friend..
..vladimir  had a best frjend!..
Vlsdimir had-
,,-..Who..Said different was bad,starshine..?"
,,-...I-.."
He seemed serious..not smug and playfull like he s all the time.
His eyebrows were close to his hallfay opened magenta eyes..
..He felt the need to say the truth
,,-a-..a soldier from.Orvech Vonor..the small girl with blonde hair..The one who was praisinh herself for knowing M.Vonel.."

The inventor nodded,not saying anuthing else just..laying his head  on Vladimirs shoulder.
It was so..so..so  warm..