Sooooo! I made this happen! Now, I've wanted to write a Captain America fanfic for quite a while now but I've never really gotten around to it. I think I've been too busy or just too lazy. Nah, it's laziness. So I've brought this in for you and I really hope you enjoy it! Please forgive me if I get any terms wrong or if I offend anyone. So without further ado, here is Soldier, My Soldier.

Chapter 1

The streets of Brooklyn were bustling as people made their way home from work while others were getting ready for a late night shift or a good time out in the town. Children ran around the streets together, playing happily with trash can lids and waving the miniature American flags around as they pretended to be soldiers. The soldiers who had given their lives to protect their great country, the country that they loved.

Those were the real heroes.

But as the war raged on; peace was currently hanging over the state of New York. Men who were fit enough were lining up in order to get recruited so they could go and learn how to fight, how to properly serve their country. These men were strong, had potential and were eager to do what they can.

Unfortunately; not all people were blessed with a healthy, functioning body.

And Steven Rogers definitely wasn't fit to serve for his country with his various medical difficulties. But he wasn't going to give up so easily. He knew he had what take to protect and serve the nation. He was smart and he knew what he was doing…most of the time.

He may not have had a strong, healthy body.

But he did have a strong heart.

A heart of gold.

Steve exited the hospital with a slight huff as he properly fit the jacket over his small frame, his facial features twisted with obvious anger and annoyance. He didn't exactly know how many times he had been rejected for recruitment but he was going to take a guess that it was over a hundred. And it was beginning to piss him off…a lot. There was only so many times that a person could sign up and be shot down again and again but Steve wasn't going to give up because he knew he could do this.

He could join the army.

The blonde-haired male then stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and began his stroll away from the building; his ocean-blue gaze now curious and searching. He needed something to do in order to get him out of his particularly bad mood and he had no idea where Bucky had gone. Even if he knew, the lad really wasn't up for disturbing him at the minute as Bucky had been recruited into the armed forces ages ago, now going under Sergeant James Barnes.

Lucky bastard.

"If only I were taller…or bigger…or just stronger without any of these complications." The male thought; his expression of annoyance dimming down to one of sadness and tiredness. "Things would have been different." His gaze took interest in the pavement and he had finally decided he was going to go home when:

"STEVE!"

Steve gave a light jolt when his name was echoed through the streets; most of people turning around to see who had shouted so loudly. The blonde male did the same and his blue orbs widened as his lips curved into a big smile. "LUCI!" He responded happily as he rose up a hand in order to wave towards the female who had cried out his name in the middle of the busy street. "Ay, keep it down, will ya?!" A bald middle aged man complained as the rest of the crowd moved on with their lives.

Standing across the street as a young female who looked around the age of 20. A huge smile decorated rosy coloured lips as her honey brown eyes gleamed in joy. A slim arm was raised up in the air as her petite hand waved frantically before it went back down and she glanced at either side of the road. Once she was sure she could cross the road safely, she ran across the road quickly before bounding up to the male and embracing him a tight hug. "Oh soldier, my soldier!" She exclaimed happily as her arms wrapped around his waist; pulling the male close to her slender frame. The blond found his cheeks to flush a slight red colour as he was suddenly embraced by one of the two best friends he had but he returned the hug eagerly; his slim arms wrapping around her waist as well.

"Well, not a soldier yet." Steve replied sheepishly as he rested his chin on her shoulder, the two of them about the same height if she was not a little bit shorter. "Not yet?" The female questioned before pulling back slightly with a small and confused smile. "But I thought you had your examination today at the hospital." She said before pulling back completely and tucking her big canvas book under her and reaching out to fix his rumpled collar. "I did. But you know what always happens, Lu." He replied; giving a small smile as the woman sighed before nodding, patting the white material of his collar down.

"I know. I know." She breathed out before regarding the male with a soft, fond look. "One day, my soldier. One day." She whispered softly and the blonde always knew that he could believe in her. No matter what. "One day, Lucia." He uttered, his own gaze filled with fondness that he reserved for her alone. The two of them stared into each other's gaze for just a moment more and if Steve wasn't so frightened, he could of…he would of.

But what would a girl like her want with a guy like him?

The female gave a light smile before leaning forward and pecking the soft skin of the blonde's cheek before pulling back and manoeuvring her book so it was cradled in her arms. She was about to open her mouth to speak but then she was quickly approached by a friend of hers; another female walking up to her with the same book in hand, wanting to ask her a quick question.

It was then that Steve really got to take a good look at her.

The female was below average height so she reached at a petite 5'3 even though she always protested that she was 5'4 when she was relentlessly being teased by Bucky for her small height. Her frame was small and willowy which was quite surprising because the female could eat more than her body weight if she was given the chance. Thick hair of the darkest of browns cascaded just past her shoulders in soft waves and her honey brown orbs were alight as her rosy lips moved, helpfully giving the information that the other female needed.

Steve wasn't proud for staring but it couldn't help himself when it came to her as she exuberated such warmth around everyone that it didn't surprise him that she had befriended quite a few people.

But she was a spitfire when messed with. Oh yes, she could rip a guy a new one and insult them to death.

But even made her more special was that even if she could hang out with any other person in the whole of Brooklyn, she'd rather be with him.

And that made him feel so much more needed.

The brunette continued talking to the female opposite her but she couldn't help but shift her gaze sideways to glance at the male by her side, his ocean-blue orbs locked on the pavement and she couldn't help the soft smile that crossed her lips.

"My soldier." She thought fondly before nodding her head and waving goodbye to the female. She then turned her full attention to the male and reached forward before boldly taking his hand. His head snapped up instantly and he blinked in question. "Let's go and see a movie. I'm in the mood to see what's showing." The brunette requested randomly and beamed a grin while the blond shrugged and tightened his grip on her hand.

"I don't see why not. I was going to home anyway."

"Gosh, Steven. You're so boring."

"I'm the least boring person in the world."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"I'll ask Bucky when we next see 'im."

"He's gonna side with you because you're going to flash those pretty eyes of yours."

"Steve, I'm offended. I would never use my womanly features to-"

"Ahem, the diner."

"….Shut up!"

The two best friends continued to playfully bicker as they made their way to the theatre; their laughs filling the air as they weaved their way in and out of the crowd.

One day, Steve.