Black, white and grey

It was February 1941. Steve was 21, Bucky was 22, and Belle was 20.

She didn't mean to, she didn't even remember when she sent it in. Oh, god what had she done. Belle had enlisted herself for war. She was going to be a nurse. She was leaving tomorrow. She was leaving Steve and Bucky. Tomorrow.
"Hey doll we're back." Belle quickly stuffed the letter in a kitchen drawer, straightening herself up, she greeted Steve and Bucky in the living room.

"How was your morning?" It was their day off.

They had the whole day to themselves and that's how they spent it.

"Stop it!" Belle laughed as Steve tickled her Bucky smiled at the two shaking his head.

Belle brought lunch to the couch. They ate, read Books and danced around a typical Saturday for them. It seemed as if Belle didn't want them to leave their little living room she didn't want to leave. Bucky picked up their plates and headed for the kitchen, recalling Belle had made a cake last night but everyone was too tired to even taste it. Not even a minute after he enters the kitchen he hears laughter turning to moans. Bucky rolled his eyes.

Opening the drawer to the utensils Bucky found a crumpled up paper. Why was it in here?

It Read:

United States Cadet Nurse Corps Enlistment Record Name: Annabelle Lewis
DOB: November 15 ,1919
State: New York City
City: Brooklyn

Bucky didn't have to finish reading to know what this was, many of his friends waved it in his face after Pearl Harbor.

"It's your duty," they said. "Come serve." They begged and now a good majority of them were dead. He knew exactly what this was. He marched into the living room pissed beyond belief. How could she do this?

Pushing Steve off of her Bucky grabbed her by her hair and yanked her up she screamed.

"BUCKY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Steve tried to push away but was pushed back.

"When were you going to tell us huh, huh? What? Were you going to keep it to yourself and-and just disappear into the night, huh?" Bucky grabbed her throat and pushed her back into the couch and showed her the paper."What is this?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Belle cried trying to pull his hand away from her throat. He had a little bit of control left, he wasn't squeezing her throat, he may have been angry but he still cared.

"Sorry, you're sorry. YOU'RE FUCKING SORRY!"

"BUCKY!" He pulled away and stuffing the letter in Steve's face "She enlisted. Did you know that Steve, she enlisted."

"What?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry, I'm sorry please." Belle cried out trying to grab Bucky's hand to make him sit down to make him understand. He ripped his hand away from her and left the apartment slamming the door. Belle cried out as he left she repeatedly cried out her apologies as she curled up on the floor. Steve sat against the wall as he read the letter over and over and over again. Belle promised right after Pearl Harbor to never ever attempt to even step into war and the boys promised the same. No matter what war was not to separate them. Yet here it was separating them so brutally.

"Why." Steve balled up the paper "WHY?" he cried.

"M-my step-mother. She was going on and on about paying my dues to the country or getting a man. I figured I-if I signed it she'd shut up. I didn't send it in, I didn't do the physical, I don't know. I just- I just don't know ...I'm scared Steve I'm so scared. What should I do?" Belle began to sob again. Steve crawled over and took her in his arms.

"Shhhhh, it's okay. I've got you, it's okay." Steve helped her stand and walk to their room. They laid down and cuddled together. Belle cried until she couldn't cry any more then she slept. While she slept Steve packed a few bags for her. She was going to leave tomorrow and they couldn't stop that. She had to go but he wanted to make sure she didn't leave with a heavy heart. When she left there wasn't bad blood. When she left, he wanted to make sure she felt loved, but he couldn't do that without Bucky. It was hours later Bucky returned bringing the stench of alcohol with him. He was mad and what did a young madman do in his time they drank and drink he did. Stumbling into the house Bucky plopped on the couch. In a few minutes, he was out cold but that didn't last long. Minutes after he fell asleep he was pushed off the couch.

"What the hell, Steve?"

"The hell is wrong with you," Steve said, kicking at him, "she's in there scared out of her mind!"

"War does that to you."

"Her stepmother. Her stepmother enlisted her. But that doesn't matter, she would have been drafted anyway. She's got medical history. They would have taken her anyway." Bucky didn't say anything, he just stared at the ceiling

"You...you shouldn't have left. She is scared it's her last day. She's leaving tomorrow." Steve walked away back to their room where Belle pretended to sleep.

Realization finally hit Bucky he went out and spent the day getting drunk when he should have stayed here and made his girls last day a good day filled with love, instead he left it filled with tears and pain. Angry with himself, Bucky let out a frustrated sign punching the couch.

"Fuck." Standing up, Bucky made a slow march to Steve's room where Belle was sleeping. Steve is sitting at his desk in the corner of the room reading a book. Steve Looked up as Bucky entered the room and walked over to the bed but said nothing. "I know you're awake and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I left you I just ... we said we'd never sign up, we'd never leave each other. But you're leaving and I don't know if you're coming back I don't know, I don't know. But I'm going to love you before you leave. I'm going to love you so hard." Bucky leaned down over the bed and kissed her hard. "I'm going to love you so fucking hard." He pulled the covers back and straddled Belle. "I'm so sorry, please let me love you, please?"

Belle opened her eye’s. "Yes, yes please love me." She opened her arms and pulled Bucky down to her. she kissed him hard and wrapped her legs around his waist.

-

Bucky, unlike usual, was slow with it removing her clothes, touching her, he didn't make her beg like usual. He took his time making sure he'd touch every part of her wanting to remember every part of her even when she was gone. He made her moan his name, as well as Steve's, not wanting any of them to forget the beautiful sound of her angelic voice moaning their names can confessing her love.

"Are you going to cum my Love? Go ahead, cum." Bucky said as he thrust into her at a steady pace as he whispered constant confessions of love into her ear. The feeling was overwhelming and perfect too Belle. You see, Bucky usually fucked. He fucked hard, long, and good. His goal was always to make it so no man's touch could be compared. Steve, Steve made love, he made sure you were taken care of and felt good there was emotion in his every touch every move. The both of them were so very different but together they were so fucking good. Together they were magic. "Oh my god!" Belle cried when a set of fingers touched her clit, Steve had decided to join. Bucky's cock combined with Steve's fingers was overwhelming and brought her orgasms like a fucking train. She was pretty sure the whole neighborhood heard her scream.

With her clenching and moaning, Bucky came soon after. Once Bucky pulled out Steve came to catch the cum dripping out of Belle, cleaning up his mess. Belle was hypersensitive and with Steve licking, sucking, and biting her clit she quickly came again. "No more, no more!" Belle cried as she tried to push Steve away.

"One more just one more." Bucky encouraged as he took her hands away from Steve's head and pinned them above her.

"Can you do one more, sweetheart?" Steve asked as he pulled away and rubbed her thighs. "Can you sweetie?" Looking at both Steve and Bucky she took a deep breath and nodded.

"One more ... just one." she said.

"Good girl," Bucky said Steve leaned up and gave her a peck on her lips before going back down. Bucky captured her lips and fondled her breast as Steve worked on her sensitive parts below. She was so sensitive she felt everything Steve was doing to her she couldn't help but moan out when he thrust his tongue and fingers into her. Her moaning gave Bucky the chance to explore her mouth with his tongue. Belle's orgasm came quicker than before with the fondling and pinching at her nipples plus the nibbling on her clit and tongue thrusting. It was overwhelming. So overwhelming in fact that she passed out.

-

When Belle woke up again she was dressed in one of Bucky's large button up shirts, the sheets were changed and both Steve and Bucky were by her side. Steve was laying in bed with her while Bucky sat at the desk with his sketchbook.

Trying to sit up, Belle let out a whimper feeling faint. "You're awake." Steve said when he saw her eyes open, immediately Bucky got up and came to her bedside. He gave her a glass of water.

"Drink." he demanded and she did as she was told, to drink two whole glasses.

"What happened?" she asked once she felt better.

"You passed out." Bucky sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her thighs. "Cleaned you up and changed the sheets while you were out of it. You were out of it for a good 15 minutes." He kissed her forehead.

"How are you doing, sweetheart?" Steve asked as he took her hand. "Are you okay? Are you hurt in any way?" Belle giggled, of course Steve was worried.

"I'm fine Stevie." This was her first time ever passing out during sex she did often fall asleep after sex never had she ever passed out in the middle of an orgasm. But then again she had never had them touching her all at once one of them would watch as she had sex with the other or she'd watch them, a full threesome had never really happened between them. This was definitely a first but not the last. Belle spent another 20 minutes reassuring Steve she was fine.

The three made themselves as comfortable as they could in Steve's small twin size bed. Belle had to lay on Bucky's chest and Steve cuddled into his side. The three talked and talked until Belle fell asleep to the sound of Bucky's beating heart and the feel of Steve's fingers trailing up and down her back.

"She's leaving tomorrow... what do we do?" Steve whispered as he traced shapes on to her back.

"We... wave her off and send her letters," Bucky said, staring at the ceiling. "We wait for her to come back."

"How ... How about we follow her? We could both enlist and then-"

"You better not." Both boys looked to Belle who wasn't so asleep anymore, "You're going to stay right here and wait for me. You're going to be right here when I get back. I need someone to come home to. I need you two to come home to. So, please, just stay right here."

-

The boys kept their promise.

For a year and six months Belle sent two letters a week to the boys, but in August 1942 they stopped coming. They tried to stay positive, her letter was lost in the mail or she was somewhere they couldn't send letters or she was too busy to send any. But even the positive words could not keep what they thought, to be the truth, away.

An MIA letter arrived in January. Seven months after her letters stopped, Bucky was drafted into the war he told Steve he had enlisted he couldn't bear to tell him the truth. In March of 1943 Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes joined the 107th. Steve watched him go just as they both had watched Belle go.

"I'll find her pal and we'll be back before you know it." He said, trying to give Steve hope.

The same night Bucky had left Steve joined the super soldier program and was off two days after Bucky had left. No one was there to see him go.