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Chapter 6

He nearly bowled over the Scout in his haste to get out of the base, dropping the now empty bowl on the ground, hearing it smash into pieces. "Watch where you're going you freakin' loser!" Scout yelled to him as Klus ran off and out the base door. Ignoring the hot, blaring sun and the humid air. He kept running off the base property and met up with the blacktop road with its old painted lines. But he didn't stop. Continuing his run, he followed the empty road until both of the bases were out of sight and he was exhausted to the point where he fell to his knees panting and gasping for air. Sweat poured off his face and his heart thumped in his chest painfully. Finally getting his air, he cursed the blue heavy. Hating the fact that he was useless against the man. The giant could do anything to him and Klus was powerless to stop him, exactly like what had happened today. And Klus' mouth became bitter with disgust. Because Vlad knew that he had power over the blue medic. And he showed that very well; proving he could do what he wanted to him and there was not a single person that could stop him.

"Except Misha." The sudden thought caught him off guard and he stopped his cursing, staring down the road. It was true. What better way to rid a heavy than with another heavy. But then again, the chances with them fighting, it was always fifty-fifty; depending on who had a medic at the time and how much health and bullets they had. Shaking his head, he bit his finger gently. Vlad was exactly why he hated people. Always hurting people to get ahead. Klus' own wife had been like him. Only marrying him for the money he had made as a doctor. She didn't even like the kids she bore. They were the reason he stuck by...They were also the reason she had them, wanting to trap him with her so she could have his money. His thoughts went to his kids. Was she feeding them? Caring for them? Klus hadn't seen them in nearly a year now and he was worrying about them. With the rumble of a on coming engine, a large green van stopped beside where he sat on the ground. Tiredly, he looked up at the driver and spotted Misha, the red heavy.

"How did you know I was here?" Klus asked exhausted. The heavy's face had a large, disappointed frown on it. Misha's eyes were hard as they looked at him. "Saw you leave your base...Get in. I'll take you back." Klus shook his head as he stood up slowly and got in the passenger seat, buckling, not eve realizing that his metal arm had been moving slightly like it had done that for years. "Nein. I don't want to go back to base right now." He sighed, resting his head against the back of the seat. As the heavy began driving; making an illegal U-turn as he did so, Klus continued. "After what happened with Vlad, I don't want to go back just yet." Misha's hands tightened on the steering wheel.

"Da. Figured as much. What did he do this time?"

Klus swallowed at the memory. "He actually grabbed me. He's never grabbed me before. And...I don't know. He was being very inappropriate, grabbing my crotch." He looked to the heavy pitifully. "He threatened to keep his promise if I didn't listen and obey him."

Misha was snarling at the road as he continued driving. "This is why I wanted you to stay away from him. Vlad is a dangerous man. Is more like a monster. Never changed." Klus blinked. "You know him?" he asked, gripping the seat belt. The giant nodded. "Da..." he answered. "I should know him since he is my twin brother."

"Your twin!? You and him are related!?" Klus couldn't even make the connection. Sure they both looked a like but he never really thought that they'd be related. He watched as Misha took a deep breath and releasing it slowly. "Unfortunately. We were never really close. While he liked violence, I rather preferred sitting back with book. He was the reason I joined this war. Wanted to protect his team from him. Did not know we'd be fighting against each other on different team."

"Why does he do that? What reason could he have to be like this?" The medic questioned meekly as he looked down to his lap, glaring. The heavy shrugged. "No one knows why people are the way they are. But he has always hated me...He always hurts people I like...and those I have feelings for."

The German found himself blinking in confusion, watching the Russian's body language. He could tell with how tense Misha held his body, was that the giant was furious, and his eyes told him of a sadness he buried. "Can you explain?" The other man took another deep breath and his arms relaxed a little. "He killed my partner...My lover, a long time ago." He turned to Klus for a second to ask "You have a problem with that?"

The medic hummed. "Not really. I'm fine with that. But he...why? Nothing makes since." He shook his head in confusion. "Why did he kill your lover?" Misha said nothing. Choosing to keep silent. Rubbing his head, he growled in frustration. "And why me? I don't understand."

"My brother has a very dangerous way of showing...Affection, if it can be called that...or maybe it's..." The giant stopped speaking and held in a breath of air, going tense again. His body straightening up. "Maybe he's doing this because I have feelings for you..."

Klus felt his eyes growing. "W-what?" he stuttered, shocked. Misha said nothing as he pulled the can to the side and parked it before twisting his body to face the German. "I-I was not going to tell you. Tried many times to keep my distance so not to scare you off. But I find myself having... feelings for you." The heavy's fingers were twitching and his chest was expanding quickly with each breath he took. Klus' mind went blank. He hadn't expected this. He hadn't expected any of this when he had gone back to the blue base. What was one to do in this case? "Misha...I..." he couldn't finish. What was he supposed to say, sitting there in the seat, frozen. Would it really be that bad to give it a try? Growing up, he had been taught it was wrong and only getting his own opinions about the subject when he was twelve. The things he used to believe were still there. Dare he try it?

Throughout the silence, the heavy's eyes closed and he released the air he was holding. "It is alright. I understand. Will not bring it up. Will leave you alone."

"Wait," Klus didn't even try to stop himself, having the heavy leave him alone...the thought made him cold. "I...I will give it a try...I mean...I don't exactly know what to do. My marriage wasn't the best example of how a relationship could go...Honestly, I'm a little off guard."

"But you will try?" the hope in Misha's voice rang loudly. Klus nodded slowly, unsure but willing. "I just...What do we do?"

The giant smiled, eyes gentle as he held on to the smaller man's chin. It was an intimate gesture. A soft butterfly touch that one never thought the giant could have. Blushing slightly at the feeling o fit, he gave another gulp but weakly this time. "Do not worry, Klus. We go at your speed. Whatever you feel you can do, I will help. There is no rushing this." Klus nodded, relieved. "Ja..." he spoke softly. "My speed..." The hand left his face and the Russian went back to driving, leaving the medic to his thoughts. No one could find out about this. Who knows what would happen should their bosses find out. It was against code on multiple levels. But as he looked back to the heavy, he found he didn't care.

"We have to figure out what we are going to do with Vlad, now." Misha chimed out of the blue. "I will not let him hurt you again. Was there anything I should know about?" Klus looked at the car ceiling in thought. "When I got back, our Engineer told me that when he went to care for my cat, someone beat him to it. And there was a note...in her collar that had me frightened beyond what it should have."

"Do you have note?"

"No. Dell took it with him when he left...Dell is the name of our Engineer too. Anyway, I confronted Vlad about the note but he denied the note"

"Very funny about the Engineers. Is he going to do anything to help?"

"He's going to build a camera for my room and install a new lock for my door tomorrow."

"What about tonight?"

"I'm staying in his room tonight. He's putting a cot up for me."

"Good, good."

The car was silent the whole ride until Misha parked right before they reached the bases. "Can't be seen with you. The others would see." He said remorsefully, grabbing ahold of Klus' hand, rubbing his knuckles gently. The medic gripped back. "I know." he answered with a smile. "I will see you on the battlefield."

The giant smiled sadly as he let the hand go. "Those are the exact words lover should never say to each other."

Klus held his smile. "I know." He repeated. "I know."

"Be careful of Vlad." The Russian warned. "Vlad may have denied the note. But he is a liar. Do not trust him at all. I have no doubt he planted that in your cat's collar."

OOO

"Your room I not what I had expected it to be." Klus chimed as he set his pillow and blankets on the cot. And it was true. He had thought that Dell's room would be cluttered with metal, scrap, boxes and crates. Never in a million of years would he have thought that the mechanic would enjoy things like "Harry Potter" or any other magic related things, being the science and mechanical man he was. Also, the room was Clean and brightly lit with the window being angled to where the sun was at for a good portion of the day. Dell laughed as he shoved his couch closer to the wall to make room for Klus. "Yeah. No one ever expects anything that I do or have. It's nice to see their expressions when I say or do anything they don't think I do."

The medic smirked. "And that happens a lot?"

"All the time. If you'd come out of your room more often, you'd get to see their faces. Yesterday, I was talking to Trent over a few bottles of his Scumpy, or whatever he calls it, and I shouted at the top of my lungs 'Mother Fucker Trucker!'. Not a clue why I said that. Maybe I was drunk, oh but Trent's face was priceless." Klus laughed. He wasn't surprised. He imagined the Demoman staring at Dell with his jaw to the ground, eye so wide it could have been used for a golf ball.

Chuckling, he fixed the blanket on the cot. Dell, still smirking, stepped toward the medic, "Hey, uh, Doc." He began, catching Klus' attention. "I'm gonna have to hold off on the doors lock. We're heading to a new base in a few days. I got the camera that you can place in your room when we get there."

At this, Klus threw his hands in the air. "How do you all know this? I swear." Dell chuckled. "If you read the letter I dropped off in your room, then you would have known too. Any tie we change locations, we get letters, telling us."

"Ahhh...Anyway. Where are we heading?"

"Someplace cold. It just says 'Mountain Top'. No idea where it's at but those who aren't driving gets to ride the bus there."

"Joy."

OOO

Sure enough, two days later everyone was packed and thrown on a bus if they weren't driving. Grumbling in his seat, he held his coat in his lap. On top of the coat, sat a box that Misha had given him in secret. "Is going to be cold." He had said, shoving the box in the medic's hands. "Here. I made this for you to keep warm... я тебя люблю." And with a quick peck on Klus' cheek, he said quietly, "Я полюбил тебя с первого взгляда"

Of course, The medic had no clue what the heavy had said but it sounded wonderful to his ears. Looking at the box, he thought of all the things that could lay inside. Should he open it now or later? Misha told him that it was going to get cold so he probably should open it now. Taking off the lid, He gazed at the object in wonderment. Reaching in, he pulled out a neatly knitted scarf. Brushing his fingers over the soft fabric, he smiled at it fondly. It was an ugly thing but Misha had made it for him and that's what made it perfect. Pushing his face into it, he could smell the cologne that the giant used on it. The giant must have worn it at some point to gauge how long it should have been.

Humming, he propped his legs against the back of Trent's bus seat. The Scotsman had been deeply asleep since the beginning of the trip and wouldn't notice the slight discomfort of having knees in his back as he snored away. Sighing in content, he stared out the window at the passing scenery of desert.

A/N: Woot, slightly longer chapter. How was that? If the translations are wrong, please let me know. I will not be offended. I'm doing research on these phrases so I'm not google translating them. XD

Translations:

я тебя люблю – I love you (Russian)

Я полюбил тебя с первого взгляда - I fell in love with you from the first sight (Russian)