Chapter 6: The World Taught Us Differently

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"Well at least you know your gal's exotic, that's gotta be a pretty major hint."

Bucky turned to look at his best friend, "Stevie I know you're trying to help and I appreciate it, but it's not exactly working."

Ever since he could read Bucky had been looking for a clue as to what the words on his right wrist said. He had been a part of the lucky ones who were born with their words, never having to wonder if there was someone out there for them. The only downside to it was that his words weren't in English.

Sannr Ast

Nobody knew what the words meant and if he were being completely honest it was quite discouraging not to be able to read the first words his soulmate would say to him. Don't get him wrong, Bucky cherished the words he truly did, after all they were the words that would trigger the beginning of something wonderful. He just wished that he was able to translate them.

When he was younger everyone said he had the face of a heartbreaker. And maybe he would break a few hearts in his lifetime, but never for the reason that everyone thought. He was firmly dedicated to his soulmate and if that broke a few ladies' hearts then so be it. There was only one heart he was worried about, and he would do everything in his power to prove how much he adored it when the time came.

Even if such sentiments did cause his little sister Rebecca to tease him about it.

Of course, he could have had it much worse. There was the occasional poor bastard who got something like "hello" as their first words and had to be on constant alert in case they accidentally missed them. But Bucky was in an entirely different category. He wondered if he'd ever be able to communicate with his soulmate, or if the words simply meant that one day he would travel to some place new and meet her.

But then the war started and Bucky realized that it wasn't exactly a good time to have the words of a foreigner inked on your skin.

He had taken to wearing longer sleeves, knowing that if someone dared to make a negative comment about his soulmate that he would have no choice but to lay them out. Bucky could put up with a lot of things, but he drew the lie at any disrespect being directed towards her.

Didn't matter if he had yet to meet her, she was his and he was hers. And that's the only thing that Bucky needed to know.

So when the day came where he was eligible to enlist there was only one thing on his mind. It wasn't his family and how much they might miss him while he was gone, and it wasn't that Stevie might feel betrayed that he was going to do this without him.

Bucky thought that this might be his only chance to go find his girl, and he wasn't going to miss it.

~*~

Funny enough the idea of zip lining onto a moving train was not the weirdest thing that existed in Bucky's life. After all he had seen Steve after they experimented on him. And a full-grown Steve Rogers, who ended up slightly taller than him, was certainly taking the cake for the most shocking thing he'd ever seen.

He'd never admit it but he had definitely thought that he was dreaming when he first saw Steve, because that was not the same kid he had left back home.

All in all he was proud of how far his friend had come, and even though they were in the middle of a war, Bucky was grateful to have him by his side. He was content to follow Captain America on whatever mission they were given because it meant following Steve, and he knew first hand that Steven Grant Rogers had a heart of gold.

"Remember when I made you ride the Cyclone at Coney Island?" Bucky was standing right next to Steve, staring out onto the tracks while the cold wind whipped around them.

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