I DO NOT OWN M*A*S*H CHARACTERS, JUST MY OWN. The is mild cutting in this chapter.


Talea watched from the door as both Hawkeye and BJ wave as they left for the Swamp. She waved slightly and sighed as she shut the door, thanking the lords above that they finally left. God they were driving me crazy with their sexual innuendos and other crazy talk. Talea looked up from the door over to Radar who was laying down on a bed that was parallel to hers. His eyes were closed, his glasses in his hand which were placed on top of his forehead. He looked almost peaceful, though you could tell that he was in pain from the twitching of his eyes.

She sighed again and walked over to her bed proceeding to take off her boots. She looked over at him wondering if he fell asleep. She got up and walked over there until she was standing next to his head. Talea looked down her hair falling in wisps in front of her face. She didn't understand why she was getting this close to him, something just compelled her to get close to this man. Talea looked at his face starting from his worry lined forehead to his eyes which were still closed. Her eyes continued down till they reached his lips, where they came to a halt. His lips….why do I feel the urge to look…as his lips? She had seen men's lips before, she wasn't blind, but she couldn't help but look at this mans lips. She noticed they were plump but thin at the same time, a pale pink in color. They were slightly parted taking in shallow breath. Talea could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breathing becoming more erratic as she continued to look at Radar. What is wrong with me? Why am I acting so weird? Your such a freak Talea, you shouldn't be feeling anything. While she was thinking to herself and still staring at Radar, she failed to noticed that he had opened his eyes.

"Talea?"

Talea froze and her eyes flicked up to meet his as she slowly lifted her head away from him. She cleared her throat as she avoided his gaze, looking off at her desk. She spoke in a nervous voice, louder than she intended.

"I wanted to see if you were asleep, you hadn't eaten any dinner and I didn't know whether you were hungry or not."

Radar sat up pushing his glasses on and turned his body so his feet on the ground. He looked up at her a smiled.

"Sorry I was resting my head. But I am hungry." He was about to go on further when Talea went back over to her bed, sitting down on it hard yanking her shoes on. She looked at him for a split second before saying, "Ok, I'll go get us something from the mess tent, you stay right here I'll be right back."

Before he could get another word she was already out the door.

He looked at the door for a few moments after she was gone and sighed, laying back in bed. Radar thought back to a few minutes ago right when he opened his eyes. He had felt better now that his head had stopped spinning, what he didn't expect was to see Talea there. Even without his glasses he knew it was her, even if she was a little fuzzy. She was so beautiful. That was all he could think of when she was looking at him. Her hair had become loose from its ponytail, shaping her face. Her eyes seemed to be staring at his face with an emotion he had never seen in her eyes. It was soft and made her dark green eyes look lighter. But he couldn't keep his eyes from her mouth, it seemed to taunt him again as she bit on it. He didn't mean to speak it just happened, her name flew out of his mouth. Her name is just a beautiful as she is. Now that he looked back on it, he wished he hadn't said her name because once again she guarded herself and that beautiful look she had on her face.

Radar sighed as he remembered all this, wondering if she really did just want to ask him if he was hungry. Probably you big chum, she is so out of our league. Just like everyone else around here. He sighed and before he could think anymore about how she was out of his league he heard someone opening the door. Radar sat up and slowly stood up as the door slowly opened revealing Talea with her arms full. She struggle with propping the door open with her foot as she slid inside. Radar got up instantly to help her when she looked at him.

"No keep sitting, I got it." He went to protest when she gave a look that wasn't mean but more of an authoritive look. It said sit down before I make you, so he sat smiling. Talea kicked the door and walked inside, leaning towards the table as she set the trays down on it. She straightened her back and wiped her forehead looking at him with a small smile on her face. "See I told you I got it. Now where do you want to eat? The bed or table?"

Rader contemplated whether it was worth to get crumbs on his bed or not. He decided to be a man and eat at the table. "I think I'll eat at the table." As he said that he stood up, probably too fast for someone with a condition and felt the room spin. Talea looked as his face as he stood up and noticed he looked dazed, so she walked over there to help him. When she reached him she grabbed him by his shoulders steadying him, watching him as he closed his eyes and regrouped himself. He had put his hands on her shoulders to keep himself steady noticing he shoulders tense up. They stood there in silence for a little less than a minute before he opened his eyes, realizing that they were standing pretty close.

"Are you alright Radar?" She was looking into his eyes, concern written on her face.

"Yeah, I think I just stood up too fast, I'll be ok thanks." She slowly lessened her grip on him seeming wary like he was going to collapse any second. Radar let her go and they looked away from each other, and they walked over to the table. He sat down as she handed him his tray and put one in front of herself. He took it with a small thanks and looked down at what it was. Now that he looked at it he couldn't tell what it was, and let out a snort of laughter. Talea looked up at confusion.

"I can't even tell what were eating, isn't that sad?"

She looked down at the trays with a smile on her face and looked back up at him.

"Your right. I think were eating meatloaf but that's because that's what the cook told me. But you would never tell by looking at it." They both quietly laughed as they started eating. They talked a little bit about trivial things, nothing in particular trying to finish eating as quickly as possible in hopes of keeping the stuff called meatloaf down. When they finished Talea left with her shower items to take a shower while Radar got ready himself. As he looked in his trunk for clothing he thought whether it would be inappropriate or not to wear boxers to bed. He was in the presence of a girl, would she get offended? Radar thought about it and came to the realization that she DID have 2 brothers and a father, they must walk around in their underwear at some point. He blushed at the thought of walking around in boxers or even less. He decided knee length boxers with a T-shirt would work out the best. But he wasn't the only one who was contemplating what to wear tonight.

Talea had gone to the showers in hopes of clearing her head of the predicament that she was in. She was rooming with someone, a man no less, what was she going to do? As she undressed she wondered how she was going to keep to herself with him around. He'll always be around, I'll never have any private time. He'll see things….things I don't want him to see. As she came to that thought she was taking off her black arm stockings. She Talea looked down at the maze of scars that covered her arms as she turned on the water. She hissed as the hot water hit the freshly made cuts that formed mindless words and shapes. How the hell am I going to hide this? Should I just not care what he thinks and just not hide it? She took a moment to think about this before shaking her head and reaching for the small black bag she brought with her. As she opened the bag, she realized how much she like taking showers late at night. At 11 there was no one to disturb her while she did her thing. She did her hair first, cleaning it thoroughly with shampoo and conditioner, she hated what the Korean heat did to it making it dry. After she rinsed the suds out of her hair she turned back to her bag for the next item choice. This one happened to be a razorblade. She brought it out and kissed it thankful for something to take the edge off all the stressful day she had. She brought it to her left wrist where she made a horizontal slice, this one if for father, then another a little deeper than the first one, this one is for Colonel Potter, she continued until she had cuts all the way up to her elbow. She sighed as she felt the sweet release that only blood loss could give. Talea watched the blood as it dripped down into the drain, all the while thinking, this is for the feelings you have towards Radar, you don't deserve to feel. With that thought in mind she rinsed off the razorblade setting it back in the bag as she reached for the bar of soap. She applied it onto the cuts and hissed at the pain as she punished herself for wanting what she didn't deserve.

Radar couldn't fall asleep. He stared up at the ceiling of the tent, twiddling his teddy bear in his hands. He couldn't get his mind off Talea, the fact that he was living in the same tent as her. Radar kept looking at his watch, wondering where she could be. I know she went to take a shower, but how long could that take? Oh wait….Hawkeye said women take a long time in the shower. I wonder why it does take them so long? As he wondered about these questions he heard someone walking towards the door. Radar sat up and turned his body towards the door, hoping that it would be Talea. His assumption was correct when the door opened. Talea walked in already wearing her pajamas, consisting of a long sleeve black T-shirt with black shorts. Why is she wearing long sleeves, its so hot out? She put her stuff in the trunk at the foot of her bed and turned to look at him seeing him stare at her.

"What?"

He tore his eyes from her shirt to her face as she looked at him. She looked pale and with her wet hair it almost made her look sickly. He swallowed and asked, "Why are you wearing a long sleeved shirt? It is like 90 degrees right now."

She continued to look at him and just shrugged lying on her bed. He looked at her confused.

"That's it? A shrug? How can you not be hot? I mean I'll understand if your shy because I'm a boy, but you don't have a reason to be."

"I'm fine."

She looked over at Radar with a blank face before sitting up, reaching over her bed rail until she hit her trunk and grabbed something out of it. Radar realized it was a huge bottle of whisky as she unscrewed the top of the bottle and took a long drink from it. His eyes must had been wide as saucers as she swallowed and looked at him. Talea got up and walked over sitting next to him and held out the bottle to him. Radar felt his cheeks go red from the close proximity they were within each other. He took the bottle from her and took a swig, trying not to choke because of how strong it was. As he swallowed he decided that this would be a good time to break the ice.

"So…..how did you get so good with knives?" She turned to him and grabbed the bottle taking another long gulp from it. She exhaled and then looked at him with a sly smile.

"Practice makes perfect."

Yeah that's it for tonight, I finally have some free time. Let me know what you think!