Yes, I figured it was a good idea to start another multi chapter thingy. fourth one ongoing. really smart of me. but don't worry, I will not stop writing any of the other ones. it's juts I need to get these images out of my head. but, this is my poor idea and description of war. if Kai's thinking seems a bit jumping, it's because being around explosions does that to me. makes thinking odd. please do forgive all the errors you see. which means you have to forgive a lot. but, no one forces you to read it, so maybe you can not read the next chap. I suggest that. I bet this is plain bad. if that wasn't a warning enough, don't knwo what is. read on your own risk

WARZONE

Chapter I

Kai couldn't help it. He was shivering, but it wasn't just because of the wet sweaty clothes, or the blowing wind. It was because of what was going on. He could not only hear the blasts, he was feeling them too, the pressure waves hitting is body and making him press his face against the ground just so he wouldn't get up and run away. He could feel the waves with his every cell, and each blast made him feel like throwing up and fearing his heart would stop. And pressing the face down helped not to see the blast itself, the flames and flying earth. He recalled how he had thought in the rookie camp that blowing stuff was cool, and the blasts were awesome. But now when the situation wasn't under control and he had seen what the bombs and mimes could really do, he hated the explosions. He had seen the damage done by a small mime to a person. To Brian to be more accurate. He wasn't sure could Brian be considered a lucky one since he hadn't stepped on the thing, since he had been close. Maybe too close, he hadn't heard from the guy afterward. He swallowed hard, there was a bitter taste in his mouth. It was played clearly in his mind, the sight of Brian laying on the ground, clutching his leg, or more to the point what was left of it. Because his left leg had been blown of around the knee. It had bled a lot, and he wasn't sure if the guy had made it to surgery in time. But what was worse than the blood, was Brian's face. The lilac haired man had always tolerated pain well, and wasn't one to show anything on his face. But this time Brian had been crying, and his face had been etched with pain and fear. The desperate look in Brian's eyes had made him want to look away, but it could have been the last time they saw each other, so he had tried to give him a comforting and calming look back, telling him he would make it.

He shook his head. He couldn't give in like this. He had to make through this without loosing his posture, because he had Tala to look after. The redheaded little fellow had taken Brian's injury a lot worse. Tala apparently hadn't really realized that people would really get hurt here, that they could really die on any second. They couldn't sleep well, because the enemy was getting closer and they were constantly attacked. Whether it was men on food, a tank, or airplanes, they needed to grab their guns and run to their commanded points where they should shoot the approaching enemy, or simply hide from the air attack beneath trees. God, it would have been easier few decades ago, before the heat cameras and such were invented. Now the enemy could target their tents if they kept the fireplace warm. And no matter how dark it would be, the night goggles would give a clear picture. An explosion interrupted his thinking. He forced himself to look up, and crawl onward, away from the shelter behind the rock, so he could see where the enemy was. A deafening blow and bright light blinded him, and made his ears ring. The tank had fired really close, but lucky him it had been downhill from him, so the shrapnel didn't hit him

"Kai! Kai, are you okay?" he heard Tala's sweet voice, full of fear and panic. But it was still distant, he could hardly hear it through the ringing, and his brain was still too confused by the blast to react to the call. Then he felt someone by his side, a trembling hand touching his shoulder

"Dear god, Kai, please answer me". He hadn't realized he had been face against the ground, helmet a bit knocked to the side. Carefully and still a bit disoriented, he lifted his head and tried to look at Tala. But all he could see was bright lights and spots. He blinked a few times, and in that while Tala had taken a surprisingly strong hold from his clothes and dragged him back behind the rock. When they were both safe from the direct firing, Tala helped him sit up back against the rock.

"It's alright" he mumbled, his voice sounded weird to his own ears. Btu he wanted to calm Tala down. After a while he got his vision close to normal, and what he saw was really worried Tala crouching right in front of him. He reached out a hand and caressed the dirty cheek in front of him.

"It's alright" he whispered, and the blue eyes were filled with tears, and a sob escaped.

"I was so afraid...I feared I would loose you, and I know I couldn't take that.."he moved his hand around Tala's shoulder and pulled the other close, taking the shaking form into a tight embrace. Relationships weren't really allowed, but in this hell, it didn't matter. Besides, no one cared anymore about the rules, it was hard enough to stay alive, so any little comfort was allowed. While he held Tala, feeling the rugged breaths against his chest, he wondered how things gad went so wrong. They had joined the force, he, Tala and Brian, because Brian wanted to make it his career, and they had done everything the three of them, and the situation had been calm when they started, no sign of oncoming war. But few months after they had started, the situation had gotten tense, and soon a war was started between their country and neighbor country. They were close to equal in size and technology, which meant the war would go on for a while, until some outer country would intervene or one would give up. Which meant they would be stuck here killing and being killed very long indeed. He rubbed Tala's back, everything was worse on the redhead, he had always been the kind soul, surely pulling pranks to no end, but never intentionally hurting anyone. And now he was forced to pull the trigger and watch how people died because of him. And because Tala was also a people person, he knew most of the guys in their unit by first name, which was really rare in army. And he had to see how they were injured or killed too. Brian had been the worst of course, Tala had clinged to him ever since. Not that he minded, it was good to have the redhead under his watch, so he could make sure nothing happened to Tala. The poor fellow was in a bad shape, even when they managed to fall asleep, Tala would wake up screaming and then start crying. He was always there to take a hold of him, and pull him back down, quieting the shivers with his body even though he was hurting too. But even more than he wished he could get out of here, he wished he could get Tala out of here. The redhead has lost weight too, and it was a fight to get him eat something, because Tala would refuse to eat, or then he would throw up soon after. He hugged Tala a little tighter, and pressed his head against Tala's helmet. God he wanted to save his little redhead.

"I will never leave you, you know that" . The sobbing quieted and Tala pulled away, looking at him desperate and angry

"You can't say that, you can't promise something like that" the redhead hissed, but in the blue eyes he could see the pain and fear "you don't know when you get shot, when you step on a mime. Juts a moment ago, you could have been blown to pieces.." Tala broke out crying again, and he pulled the redhead close again, this time kissing those trembling lips

"I can. Because even if something happens, I would be by your side. I would protect you" he whispered against those lips, and kissed Tala again, softly and slowly. A cold hand came to his cheek, and even though it made him feel colder, he welcomed the touch. He lifted his hand and pressed Tala's hand between his cheek and hand, warming it up. He felt a small smile tucking on the redhead's lips.

"You are always so warm..." Tala mumbled and looked him into the eyes. He sighed, he really loved those pretty blue eyes, even now when they were so full of grief and regret "Wish I had done this a long while back.." with that, Tala pressed their lips together again, hungry for the warmth and pleasure. He wanted to give Tala everything he had to give, so he welcomed the tongue into his mouth. Then a blast landed near them again, and crouching Tala fell on his lap, and he reflectively caught the other and pressed him close to his body as in protection. When the blast was over, he draw a deep breath. He hated to do this

"Tala, we have to get going again. There is the tank and foot soldiers we need to destroy before it gets dark, otherwise we can't sleep at all this night." it made his heart ache when Tala didn't complain at all, it would have been more normal if there had been some whining and stuff. Instead the redhead just picked his gun and got off of him. Then the redhead crawled few meters to the side, back to where he had been before he came to check on him. When he watched Tala going, he feared his heart would break just because of the sight. Even though Tala was more vulnerable to the things they saw and did, he was doing better than he himself. He couldn't cry, he couldn't let any of the pain out, release the pressure. Tala had tried to help him let it out, but it had failed completely, ending up him yelling at the redhead. But Tala hadn't been offended, just hugged him and gave a little kiss on his cheek, saying he understood, and he would be there if he ever felt like talking. That itself had helped a little, knowing there was someone who would be with him. At least until one of them would die. He smirked bitterly and laid low too. The muddy wet ground didn't feel bad anymore, after the weeks crawling on it, nearly sleeping on it, it had numbed his body. There was a limit how much one could take, and nearly everyone was over the line already. But it couldn't be helped, they had no place to escape. He crawled back to his shooting point, saw the enemy soldiers sneaking closer, thinking that now when they hadn't shot a single bullet in a while, they would be dead. The smirk still on his face, he aimed to the soldier closest to him. If he would be fast enough, he could kill too before the enemy realized they were under a fire, and ducked to safety. He pulled the trigger once, and a shot rung. He aimed again, and this time there was multiple shots. So Tala was in position too...there was a horrible scream, and he knew they bought have hit their marks. But one of the bullets hadn't hit well enough, leaving the soldier bleeding to death. The screaming got more desperate, and he knew the time was running out. But there was nothing anyone could do, if the enemy would try to go to help, they would be shot too. Slowly the screaming calmed down, apparently the guy realized the help wasn't coming. He had seen this happening before, so when there was a wobbly figure trying to stood up, he took aim. He had agreed with Tala that the redhead should not take this shot, because this it wasn't a nice job. He slowly pulled the trigger, and he saw how the bullet hit the guys chest, whose stomach was already all bloody, meaning he would have died soon anyway. But it did little to ease his guilt. This was the hardest shot to make, because of the look of the enemy. The soldier new he was dead man, so the expression was according to it. And the knowledge that that would most likely be the way he would die too, made all seem pointless.

They had been called out of their spot for a break, and new men were on their place. Tala was oddly quiet, but luckily he did eat, so he decided not to poke it right now. Later when they were ready to have a few hours sleep, Tala came next to him and he wrapped a hand around the slim body. Tala quickly snuggled closer and sighed.

"Kai, do you think we will get out of here?". He didn't want to say what he believed, so he stayed silent. Tala sighed "I think so too. Which makes me regret few things. I wonder why I never admitted how much I liked you back in the normal world" he smirked a little. It was bittersweet, Tala's way to refer the past. It nearly made all this sound like a book or a movie.

"I love you" he said quietly. It wasn't the first time he said it, but it could always be the last one. Tala knew this too, and pressed a head against his chest and sneaked a hand around him, squeezing him hard

"I love you too. And that's what I regret" he snorted and lifted and eyebrow

"Is that so?" Tala gave a soft but tired laugh

"That's not what I mean. I meant not doing anything about it sooner. We could have had everything. Even if there would be a war, we could be together, helping to protect our land there, not here getting us killed and dirtying our hands in blood. And Brian wouldn't be injured either." they were silent for a while. "and we could have done all kind of fun things, not just going to movie and eating an ice cream."

"Big dreams you have.." it was a bad try, but in their situation, he couldn't make any remarks. Tala shifted his head and breathed against his neck.

"No, my dreams are much bigger. What I wish is that I could have been with you a long time, feeling every bit of you.." with that, Tala kissed his neck, not minding about the dirt there. It did feel good, but it didn't matter.

"Tal, you know I would like to, but.." the redhead pulled away sighing, being too tired to pout

" I know. We better rest when we can. And we can't keep others up because of little fun" Tala laid his head back against his chest, and after few moments, the redhead was sleeping. One couldn't call it peaceful, no one slept peacefully here, with bombs going off and all the gunshots and grenades. But at least Tala was sleeping. He breathed in the smell of Tala's hair, although it smelled mostly of dirt and sweat. But deep down, under the gunpowder's stink, he could still make out the lovely scent of Tala. And with that in his nose, he dozed of too, to dream of shooting people and getting shot.

honestly, what did you think? I dare not to guess, so please tell me. I could try to improve