A/N: I couldn't find much about enlistments other than where they were normally put. So bare with me again like usually and enjoy.

Late 1941

Who's the Idiot Now?

Every where's I went seemed dead compared to what it used to be. Instead of men and women in a rush to get to work, or shopping or just out walking the streets, there was nothing. Most men were out enlisting for the military while women had no reason to be out anymore. Shops opened later cause the men would return from the enlistment booths, more likely accepted than denied. It was funny and sad at the same time to think of all of the people who will volenteer to die for their country. Not my problem though.

I walked into Steve's house, no knocking or anything. There he was eating breakfast like usual. The newspaper on the other side of the table where I normally sat, and something else under his arm.
"Hey Steve." I walked to the fridge to get a drink, passing behind him.
"I told you to knock upon entering..." He replied with a smirk. I shrugged. As I walked by him to get to my seat I grabbed what was under his arm and sat down. He did one of those pathetic baby things reaching for a stolen candy, making a tiny "neh" noise. He stopped struggling and went for the mister serious 'give it back' tone.

As soon as I unfolded it, I sighed. All those men I was mocking about enlisting, and here I am with my best friend who still tried to enlist. Luckily they didn't take him. I looked at him, staring into his eyes.
"Why?"
"Because it will be the only greatest thing I can do for our country."
"Steve, did you completely blank out when I was talking to you a few days ago?!"
"No Buck, I just... I just know this is what I have to do."
"Obviously not, they skimmed over you. Went for the more better men, they don't care about you or how you die, they care about leaving a reputation over seas so they are threatening, and with a little squirt like you, their enemies would laugh. No offence pal."
"Doesn't seem that way..."
"Whatever... I'm heading to work, if I see you attempting to enlist again, I will personally make it so you are uncapable to make it to another booth. In all good intentions I 'mind you." I left Steve to think. Hopefully he would realise while I was gone.

As expected. I got to work and there was only the older men, women and the boss there. As I walked to my station I constantly got stopped, "Did you get in?" and "Make us proud!" and even "Be sure as hell i'll get a raise once all you healthy young fella's are outta here!"... well then... War was really the only thing people cared about, not their families or their children?
"James!" I looked over to my boss who called.
"Yes sir?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Working... like every other day i'm here sir..." What kind of question.
"Go home!" Okay i'm so confused right now. "Go be with your girlfriend one last time before you leave." Ooohhh that's what he meant.
"No need sir, I didn't-"
"Military must be stupid not to take a man like you! You're dedicated, strong and got looks too!"
"...ummm thanks sir, but thats not what I-"
"Stop, it's okay! I'll fix this for you!" I ran up to him, maybe I was panicking.
"Sir, you're not listening to me. I don't want to join the military!"
"You're great at taking orders, I'm sure you'l do fine, no need to worry! You'll probably be a commander in no time!" He walked into his office and I followed.
"Just stop, please! I don't want to join, I never even went to enlist, it's a load of bullshit they're feeding people." He glared at me with dark and evil eyes... It was terrifying actually.
"Are you telling me, that the United States of America are a bunch of liers?!"
"Well no, I-"
"Then shut your trap and join the military. Go home Barnes one last time." I sighed. He wasn't going to listen. He never did. I dropped my work ID on his desk and walked out.
"I quit." I heard him yelling from his office on my way out.
"That's a good man! Go make your country proud son!"

I was on my way home when I passed another enlistment booth. I looked in the windows just to guess how many people where actually going through with it. Yup, as expected, a LOT! Then I saw it. You've got to be kidding me. I rushed inside to where the men waited to be inspected and stopped infront on one man.
"STEVE! What the hell man?!"
"Oh! Ummm Hi Bucky... I was just... ummm..."
"What? Buying your lunch? Come on." I grabbed him by his scrawny little arm.
"No Bucky!" He stood up. Great lets make a theatre scene for everyone to watch. I leaned closer to him.
"Steve, they're not going to take you. It's my responsibility to make sure you don't get into trouble!" Steve sat back down and I sighed.
"Bucky, nothing is your responsibility over me. I'm an adult, just like you. I can take care of myself." I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"It wasn't my choice! The night before your moth-"
"ROGERS, STEVEN." The man at the front called. He walked right by me and up to the desk. I just stood there and waited.

Next thing I know, there is some women trying to pull me off to the side.
"Take off your shirt and shoes please."
"Wha- NO! I'm not here to enlist..."
"Are you already enlisted?"
"Well no but I don't want to."
"Oh... please take off your shirt and shoes." I went to walk away when all of a sudden there was an MP (Military Police) in my way.
"Ahhh excuse me..." I tried to walk around him but he didn't let me. I ended up taking my shirt and shoes off pretty quick when he started backing me up to a scale. Just say you're really fond of sicknesses and it runs in your family and they'll never accept me.

A/N: I read some where's that Bucky was forced into the military so I thought I would make it that way. I'm sorry about making them so patriotic, no offence to anyone I hope... Leave a review and tell me what'chya thought