A/n Sorry for how short / bad this, I'm doing it on my phone. I grot the idea to do this while reading the only light in the darkness by Thegumgum and than the plot bunny bit me. I know I said I wasn't gonna really update over Xmas but these are really just going to be drabbled with a plot. Enjoy!

Ciao peeps

Humanity lost the ability to see colour. Unless you found your soulmate or lifemate, you were destined to see in black and white for your life. If you met your lifemate, you wouldn't see colour straight away, it would creep up on you, piece by piece but move too far away, and you lost it all. If you met your soulmate the colour hit you right away and would never lose it. You were more likely to meet your lifemate than your soulmate, but most people were happy with just that. At least they could see colour.

Bucky and Steve didn't realise they were soulmates. They were only young when they first met. Steve was a scrawny kid, around 5 sitting in the play pit with no friends. Bucky, who was slightly older and bigger, decided to befriend the blonde haired boy. Neither of them really registered the change from monochrome to colour; they just thought it was part of growing up. They stuck together, Bucky protecting Steve from the bullies and helping him out; at night he would sneak over and crawl into Steve's bed and keep him warm. They never mentioned the colour to anyone, they thought it was normal . They only realised they were different when the soulmate phenomenon was explained to them in freshman biology. After the class, they skipped lessons and went to the park and talked it over.

"So what are we gonna do, Buck?" Steve asked, hands stuffed into his pockets. He was shivering, even though it was the middle of summer.

"What can we do? We're soulmates, we can't break that bond. I wouldn't want to anyway." Bucky reached into his bag and pulled out a thick jumper which he gave to Steve; he always carried one in case Steve got cold.

"But we'll get called..well.." Steve stuttered, not wanting to say the word.

"What, fags? Who cares, no

ones found so far, and we can keep it that way. You worry too much" He ruffled Steve's hair, who started ranting about how long it took him as he tried to fix his parting.

They headed back to Steve's house, which was empty as his was still at work. They went into Steve's room and sat on the bed; legs just touching. A slightly awkward silence filled the room.

"Does this mean we're courting?" Steve blurted out, blushing furiously.

Bucky thought for a moment. "I suppose we are."

"If you don't want to I get it. Im not exactly much, I've been told it enou-"

Bucky interrupted him by kissing him. Steve's mouth was slightly open, so Bucky lightly traced his lips before biting softly on his bottom lip. Steve froze for a moment then reached up and placed his hand on Bucky's face and started to kiss him back. They found that the more they kissed, the more they wanted each other. They ran their hands all over each others bodies, finally realizing what had been bubbling underneath their friendship the whole time: the quickly glances when getting changed, the unneeded but wanted closeness. Finally, when they ran out of air, they pulled back. Bucky spoke first.

"Well for a first kiss, that wasn't bad." Steve blushed again causing Bucky to chuckle before placing a line of teasing kisses along Steve's jaw, making him moan.

They gently kindled their relationship away from the world. Bucky was Steve's rock through his mother's death, and when Bucky signed up so did Steve, and he kept trying even though he got refused every time. The night before Bucky left, they spent the night furiously making out, but Steve refused to go all the way because "if I give you everything, what will you have to come back to?". Bucky whispered back, "I'm with you till the end of the line, so you don't have anything to worry about. " As they said goodbye the next morning they told each other "I love you. " They'd never said it before.

Dr Erskine accepted Steve on his next application. Every time Steve felt like giving up he though of the chance that he would be able to see Bucky again, and that kept him going. The pain of the serum was excruciating, but he kept going. Whenever anyone asked, he just said that it was his childhood dream to serve his country. Every time he did a show, he thought about what Bucky would think of him now. He'd like the spandex, that was one thing

The show that brought him a small glimmer of hope was the one on the front line. His eyes scanned the men's faces, but none of them were Bucky's. His hopes dropped and he realized all he was was a dancing monkey. As he stared out into the rain, he prayed that he would find Bucky again. Just then, Peggy mentioned the 107th and he knew that he had to find them. He marched up to Colonel Phillips and even though he wouldn't help, he gave Steve just enough information to go rogue. Peggy proved to be a guardian angel, and managed, with Stark's help, to get him behind enemy line, and it didn't matter that he was dropped short. He broke into to the Hydra, and as he wine his way through the rat run of tunnels, he could feel in his heart that he was getting closer to Bucky. He helped get most of the prisoners, then followed the tugging in his heart until he found Bucky, who was tied down to a table. Steve frantically released the restrains, and pulled Bucky up into his arms.

"It's me. It's Steve. " He leant down and placed a soft kiss on Bucky's forehead.

"Steve?" Bucky groggily replied. He began to get off the table, and Steve helped him.

"Come on" Steve grabbed Bucky's hand to lead him out, but Bucky pulled hold back and roughly kissed him, hands roaming all over the spandex suit, feeling the muscles that hasn't been there before.

"Steve" Bucky moaned.

"I thought you were dead" Steve told him, breathless, trying to sound angry but not being able to muster anything but relief and joy.

Bucky looked him up and down. "I thought you were smaller. What happened to you?" He asked as they walked out the door.

"I joined the army." Steve replied.

"Did it hurt?"

"A little." Steve replied, kicking the door down leading to the main warehouse. He grabbed a gun and gave it to Bucky.

"Is it permanent? " Bucky stared at Steve's biceps, so transfixed that Steve had to push him to wake him up.

"So far, yes. "

Bucky wouldn't let him out of his sight, not even when he had the chance to escape. Bucky was on one side of the railings, and Steve the other.

"Go, leave while you can." Steve shouted.

"No, not without you" Bucky replied. He'd nearly lost him once, he wasn't going to again. When Steve jumped across the walkway, Bucky nearly had a heart attack. Steve was so close to falling but he made it. They left together and rejoined the other men.

The night on the train haunted Steve forever. Neither of them could imagine what was going to happen.

Bucky looked down at the zip line. "Remember when I made you ride the Cyclone on Coney Island? "

Steve thought for a moment. "Yeah, and I threw up? "

"This isn't payback, is it? "

Steve grinned. "Now why would I do that?"

Steve and Bucky jumped on the zip line and headed down onto the train. It was harder than they thought to complete the mission, but when Bucky fell out the train the train it was all forgotten. He reached his hand out but couldn't reach him.

"Bucky grab my hand! " Steve shouted out, looking into Bucky's eyes begging him to. The railing broke and Bucky fell. Steve was about to jump out the train after him but Bucky shook his head slightly when he fell.

Steve hated himself. He couldn't live without Bucky. Peggy found him trying, and failing, to drown his sorrows in the pub. She said she knew about the colour. She comforted him as he grieved, and convinced him to keep fighting. When he deliberately got him self, he could hear Bucky in the back of his mind berating him for taking the lost dangerous option possible. As he was fighting Schmidt on the plane he was doing it for Bucky. When he arranged the dance with Peggy, everyone else thought they were going out on a date, they were actually doing something Bucky always said that he'd do with Steve if he survived the war. He asked Peggy to do it, as he thought Bucky would have wanted to someone to fulfill the promise.

As the plane crashed and began to sink into the ice, his last thought was of Bucky saying I love you.