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You desired more for yourself. This, a dangerous feat that burned deep within your belly, was a path of which you knew you must follow, and it would not be easy. Yet, as you stood watching with those deep brown eyes fixed on the boy you had grown to recognise as your lover, the one with the tinted light brown hair, a colour which in no way could match his sisters beautiful auburn shade, you couldn't help the desire that burned within. He was speaking to none other than his mother, the woman who was the bane of his life and the cause of all his problems. You wondered how a woman could have such hatred in her heart for so long, for a babe of little more than months, an innocent child of whom deserved none of the hatred she directed at him. Bucky was her child. She hated him. She neglected him. Yet, she wanted him to go far. You didn't understand it. If she was say, simply removed from the equation, perhaps you could share Bucky's name. Yet, once again, she was ever present in his life, and standing in front of the man you are trying to latch your claws into. You are too far away to make out what they are saying, so slowly, careful to not make any noise, you crept closer and stationed yourself behind a tree of which was in ear distance, yet disguised you that little bit more that you couldn't get from the pitch black night. If someone gazed upon you, you suspected that you would look quite ghostly with your pale skin surrounded by blackness.
A frightening sight, he thought. Yet, not as frightening as Bucky's Mother's wrath.
"I forbid you to see them," was the words that left his mothers mouth in that god forbidden voice. You barley made out the rest, and strained to listen more intensely. "It is unbecoming of you, a future warrior, to spend time with someone so weak."
Bucky sighed, and you followed the line of his jaw as he spoke, the sharpness doing things to you that it shouldn't. "Stop this Mother," he began. "I will spend my time with whomever I choose."
"No," his mother began and all you wanted to do was shut her up. "I forbid it!"
Bucky shouted louder then he had ever shouted before. In a way, it shocked you. "No! You either accept them, or leave!"
