A/N: The site keeps deleting some of my Author Notes that are at the top... All well, what shows up, shows up, right?

Late 1941

Anger Doesn't Suit You Well

Steve's Point of View

I was sitting at home now. After I got denied again I waited and looked everywhere's for Bucky, but I couldn't find him. It's been a few hours since, and it's about supper time. I went and checked his work, nothing. His appartment, talked with Connie, she said she didn't see him since he left this morning for work. Great, where could he have gone? I was sitting at my kitchen table listening to the radio when I heard my door fly open and be slammed shut quite violently. It was Bucky! I don't recall ever seeing him this angry though. He was so angry he didn't even take his shoes off at the door. He came stomping right by me, slapped a piece of paper he was holding down infront of me and he sat down across the table. I looked at him worried.

I unfolded the half piece of paper and read: Barnes, James. 10 December 1941. D.O.B: March 10, 1917. A Check mark 1: Found fully acceptable for induction into all active military services. 1A

No wonder he was angry. But why would he sign up if he was so against it?

Bucky's Point of View

Ohhh don't you even smile when you see 1A Steve. I was staring straight at his eyes hoping to see some kind of happy emotion so I could loose it. I wanted to punch something. I would never punch Steve, he could be killed by a toddler but it would make for a dramatic exit.
"Bucky... how did this happen?..." I swear I looked psychotic when I smiled cause I was pissed.
"Oh I don't know! Maybe when you ignored my warnings and enlisted TWICE. Maybe when I went to stop my best friend from making a mistake. Maybe when I was pulled to the side and forced to enlist while you got denied and sulked over that. Or maybe when I lied about being sick all the time and was still accepted!" I moaned, crossed my arms on the table and laid my head down. There was a long pause.
"...Well, I have sort of good news for you..."
"What could possibly be good news right now?"
"I... umm got denied again..." He smiled awkwardly. I twirled my finger in the air, a sarcastic gesture of being glad for him.

I simply stood up and left. Went back to my appartment to complain to myself when I found Connie there. She doesn't live with me but she's there enough to seem like she does. I sat on the floor to show how depressed I was.
"Steve called... he told me what happened..." She sat down beside me and that's how we stayed for the next few hours until she had to go home. She cheered me up more at least.

Next day I didn't have work... cause, well I quit. So I stopped down to where Steve worked. Just a clerk at a convenience store now (no more newspaper), although he could barely see over the counter with the stuff on it for sale. Someone should get him a stool to stand on, they probably do, he's just is too embarrased to use it.
"HEY BUCKY!" Steve said with a huge smile.
"Hey Steve!" I replied without sarcasm. I was in a good mood today.
"How are ya feeling?"
"Pretty good! Slept on the floor, almost ate moldy bread and remembered I quit my job!" Still, no sarcasm. I was happy although I should be really miserable today.
"Not angry about the enlistment thing anymore?" I shrugged.
"It's up to fate to decide where I go. Whatever happens, happens." I grabbed a loaf of sliced bread off the shelf and put it on the counter. Hard to believe sliced bread has already been out for a bit over ten years. "If I get hit by a mad taxi driver on my way home, then I guess it was meant to be!"
"Bucky, I know you're not religious, but it sort of sounds like you are..." I shrugged again. I paid for the bread.
"Whatever. I'll see you when you get off work!" I grabbed my purchase and waved goodbye and walked out.

I spent the day with Connie and her friend Bonnie. Sure they talked about girl stuff and played with eachother's hair like kids, but when it all turned onto me... I couldn't say 'no' even though I was terrified and wanted to leave. So now I'm sitting on the floor, Connie and Bonnie on the couch behind me playing with my hair. They dolled me up with all of this nasty smelling make-up. It went as far as painting my nails before I had enough. They laughed and took a photograph of how ridiculous I looked. I had the longest shower ever in my entire life that night. When I was pretty sure it was all off and got dressed and left for Steve's. He should be off work at this time.

He kicked me out! Telling me to go home. In a nice manner like always but still. So I did go home. Turns out he knew what I didn't. That morning military people showed up and said, pack your bags, you're going to Camp Lehigh for training. So I packed very few things, quickly said goodbye to Connie and Steve although shunning him because he didn't straight up tell me about this last night. Then again I should have been paying attention.

A/N: After enlisting I didn't know how you got informed so this happens... I was overtired and pictured Sebastian Stan (Bucky's actor) with a crap ton of makeup on so that's why that happened as well XP

My mom accidently gave me a moldy sandwich... quite often actually, so I threw that in too!
Also Sliced Bread! It was introduced in 1928

I wanted to put a chapter in when the Cheeseburger was introduced (1934) but I didn't know how to write it...

I paused the movie where Bucky looks at Steve's enlistment form and took the stuff he read from there but changed it to Bucky obviously...

Ummm yeah... Reviews are very welcomed on this story!