Takes place at the end of WW2 in Nazi Germany. Don't worry the story mentions next to nothing about what's going on, and Hitler himself, I just wanted to make sure you knew that just in case you might be deterred from reading it.

I sat in the mess hall listening half heartedly to the various conversations around me. It was most were harmless conversations that any normal solider would have while away, like 'I can't wait to go home to see my wife' or 'I wonder what our next plan of attack is.' However these were no ordinary soldiers. These were Nazi Germany Soldiers and I sat among them. It would have never been my choice to join their ranks, but it was either hide in plain site or die in the various camps all along snow capped plains in Germany and the countries she now occupied. You see I looked "normal" by the sudden strict standard, but there was one "flaw" in my design, I was gay. I knew some people had it worse than I did, so I counted my blessing as I finished up my meal.

I let out a large sigh, and I rubbed my eyes. I walked a very thin line, I had to watch what I said, watch my actions, and remember to look at no one more than one would give a passing glance. I was about to stand to place my tray with the others when another solider joined me at the table. I sat back down, but didn't look at him. I told myself to keep my eyes from meeting with another solider's, and so far no one really had noticed. "You must be a new recruit." He told me as he started eating. I stayed quiet, and listened to the soft chewing of food. After a minute passed he then chuckled and stated. "You know you can look at others. They won't shoot you. I mean I'm new myself, but some of the people here are quiet nice." I winced at his laughter, but I still turned my head up.

The air from my lungs left my body. This man had a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes I've seen. I knew after this meeting I would have to play up my "straight" facade even more. "My name is Lukas Friedemann." He told me with a smile. I looked away from him for a moment to see that others around us were staring. My face paled, were they going to find out, or was there something about Lukas that I should worry about. Lukas shook his head, noticing my sudden still and nervousness. "Look back at your own plates!" Conversations soon started to pick up again as the others went back to their own devices. "You don't need to be so worried, unless..."I looked at Lukas. "Unless what?" I asked getting more and more worried. Lukas stood up, and beckoned me to follow him. "Come with me." He told me.

I stood up and watched him leave the mess hall. I soon followed him staying a few paces behind him. I removed my hat from my head, and ruffed my short cropped hair. My breathing had become jagged, and my face paler. Once we arrived at his room, he opened the door, and let me in first. Then he entered and closed the door behind him. "You must be hiding." Lukas then stated. I gasped, and frowned. "W-what?" I asked confused. 'Look I knew I wasn't the only one. You're here to hide from being sent off to the camps right.' I nodded my head. Lukas then laughed. "I knew it. A bunch of us have the same idea." He told me. "So did you come out to your parents yet?" Lukas asked sitting on his bed. I nodded my head. "My mother told me she'd pose as my girlfriend until I am able to go to America, and live in peace. Or at least not in fear of being killed." I stated leaning against the wall. Lukas nodded his head. "I don't have parents like that. Both of my parents told me that if I'm gay then I should be damned to hell, and brought to justice." I shook my head. This wasn't right, but it was how things were. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't tell you my name." I stated chuckling. Lukas chuckled with me. "My name is Julian Manfried." Lukas smiled. "Nice to meet you Julian." I smiled back. "Nice to meet you too, Lukas." I replied. That was the first and last time that I feared being discovered, because as long as I was with Lukas I never had to worry about this war, or about the bad things in life.

xXx

Months pass, and Lukas and I spent a lot of our time together. The higher ranks started to suspect something, and came to talk with me and Lukas. The last time I saw him was right before I was sent out on my mission. He had told me to come back alive and in one piece, and that he'll make sure that he stays the same. I arrived at the campsite, and was question. When I was questioned about why relationship with Lukas, I lied, and Lukas was also being questioned; he had told me that if we were to ever be found out, that he would take the fall for the both of us, I told him not to worry that we'll soon live in America without having the fear like we do here in Germany. Lukas had told them that he didn't have sexual relations with me, but with someone else. The person he gave died in a battle a few days before, however the highers believed him.

I returned to the base days later, and was told that Lukas was hiding the fact that he was gay, and he was sent Belzec. One of the Anliation Camps Germany has. For days I was in my bunker pretending to be sick, which I was, but I wasn't physically sick. I was sick of having the fear of being discovered, sick of having to hide. I was sick that Lukas was murdered. Why? Why did I have to be born here, why couldn't my mother take me to America, why couldn't I have died with Lukas? Those were just a few questions that ran through my head, I often stated up late, because of my many questions.

After a week had passed I was forced to suck up and hide my sadness.
So I went back to my reclusive self, and I also became a bit colder. I didn't want to get attached to anyone while I was still here in Germany. I found myself once again sitting at the same table, sitting in the same mess hall, where I had met Lukas. The only thing I had to remmeber him was his icy blue eyes, and the way he touched me. It was a light touch, yet it made my skin tingle with excitment. I let out a sigh, and shoved my tray away. I then rested my head against the cool table. My heart hadn't yet healed, I doubted it ever would. Lukas's brother approched me. "You must be Juilian." The man stated. "What of it?" I asked not even looking at the man. "Lukas was my dearest brother, and it came as a shock to me, but he and I only had each other left so I couldn't just leave him. I know that you two were close." I moved my head to look at him. "You knew?" I asked surprised. The man nodded his head. Because of the chatter no one really heard our conversation, we still treaded lightly however. "I wanted to apologize. I know that my brother would have been happy with you...."He told me. I held back tears that formed in my eyes. "Thank you." I stated. I let out a sigh before standing up, and leaving the mess hall.

I needed to escpae, being here was dangerous,and I couldn't stand living in this fear with Death looming over my head. I walked back to my bunker, and opened the door. Inside I saw that there was a package on my bed. I entered the room, and closed the door quietly behind me.
It was a gift from mother. I smiled and opened it, inside was a letter, and an envlope. First I read the letter.

"To my beloved son,
Life here is dificult, and so is the work, but I like it here better than in Germany. I miss you alot, and hope that you're going to come live with me soon. Enclosed with this package, I have a ferry boat ticket, and some American money. Hopefully you'll beable to use it.
Love always, mother."

I chuckled, and held the note close to my chest. My mother was a kind one. Now I knew that what I had to do was find a way to escpae this base, and leave for America. Little did I know that America was coming here to save us, and end the war.

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~Lukas's POV~

I worked hard. It was either work hard and die, or no work at all and die. Training was hard, so I was used to pushing my body to the limit, but the camps were different, humans weren't humans anymore. They were walking skelentons. They were like the walking dead, it frightened me. While I was at the camp, I caught wind that America was getting involved with the war, I've heard it around the base, but I never thought it to be true. Hope was placed in me, and I knew I had to escape before we were moved. I knew that getting out would be harder than anything I had trained for, but I didn't care. I needed to get back to Juilian and my brother I wanted to go to America and live a better life.

I waited until night fell, to start moving. I had seen a map of this camp, and had it commited to memory. I knew where the guards were, and how to get around them. I arrived at a blind spot in the camp, and that was where I had burried extra clothing I had taken from the empty bunks before the soliders came and gave them to someone else. I also had money to buy myself clothing and decent food. Soon I climb the fence and made a mad dash away from the camp.

Tears streamed down my face as I realized that I had escaped from hell. Now all I needed to do was to get in contact with Juilian or my brother. I arrived at a near by town, and bought a new set of clothing, and a hotel room. In the room, I put on the new change of clothing, and realized that I had grown thinner. I shook my head, I couldn't be destracted by that, I needed to get my brother and Juilian out of base camp. So I wrote a note to my brother, it had my childhood name 'Kas' as well as the address of the hotel, so my brother could find me.
The note itself read.
'I need you and Juilian to come to this address. I'll explain things when you get here.
Room #334
-Kas'
I then went back down to the lady at the counter, and asked her if she could send this to the base Juilian was located. The woman nodded her head, and I wished her a good night. Once back in my room, I sat on my bed. I couldn't sleep, I wouldn't sleep. I was too afraid that if I closed my eyes I wouldn't open them again.

~Juilian's POV~

I went back to talk with Lukas's brother. He told me he had the feeling that Lukas isn't actually dead. "Look. Don't say that. Do you know what happens to people there. Ones that they don't feel can work, are killed." I exclaimed refusing to let false hopes destroy my already broken heart. The man shook his head. "My brother is strong, he looks like he could work how-" He was interupted. The mail had come by and he recevived a note. As he was reading it his face seemed to go pale. "Come with me." He then stated standing quickly. In confusion and curiousity I followed the man.

Once we were outside, I stopped him. "Just what is it?" I demanded. The man looked at me. "Kas!"He stated. "Kas?" I had no idea who 'Kas' was, but he, or she, seemed important to this man. I shrugged, and followed him again.

It took another hour before we arrived at the hotel. "Where's room 334?" He asked. The woman at the desk pointed in the direction, and we both saluted her before heading off. I arrived at the door and knocked on it.

"Who is it?" I heard a voice ask. "Kas." The brother stated. Instantly we heard the door open. I fell to my knees. 'Kas...'I muttered looking up at the man tears streaming down my face. Lukas looked down at me and smiled. 'Hey.'He whispered lifting me into his arms. 'Thanks Marcus.'Lukas muttered. We then entered the room, and Lukas told us what happened to him while he was being dragged away, and in the camps.

Throught the entire thing I held Lukas in my arms. I would never let him go again. If he was going to be taken then I would have to have been taken with him.

xXx

That night, Lukas's brother went to bed early, and that gave Lukas and I some time to talk. Since it was danergous to go outside, we sat at the table that was in the room. "I thought...I thought you were dead..."I muttered still bewildered that Lukas was sitting here with me. "I-I mean it's been a long time since the last time I saw you." I then added. Lukas nodded his head, and chuckled dryly. "I still can't belived I survived." The smile melted from his face. "What we're doing is wrong. Those weren't people living in that place. Hell, it wasn't even living. I mean look what a year has done to me, but I'm better off than some. Some weren't even human anymore, it...it was like they died along time ago, but something kept them going...." I could see the pain in his eyes, I could also see that he has gotten thinner. I stood up and walked over to him. "You're not going back, and we could try and help the ones already there..."I whispered as I pulled him into my arms.

All Lukas did was nod his head, at that point I could tell he wouldn't be able to speak anymore. I counted myself blessed to have not gone to such a place. I haven't even seen what the camps looked like, all I know is that people are taken there on large trains, and are never seen again, yet trains come everyday. I shook my head, and held Lukas tighter. I also counted it as a blessing that Lukas was able to come back alive, I had the feeling...no I knew that not many families were able to feel the same way.

After a minute of silence, Lukas looked up at me, and smiled. "Ich liebe dich." He whispered. I started crying again. I haven't heard that in a long time. As soon as thge first tear fell, I also started laughing. He looked at me as if I had sprouted three heads. "W-what's so funny?" Lukas asked me. I shook my head. "I-I missed that. The one thing that trumps everything else. Those three words coming...from you." My laughter soon died down, as I looked back into those icy blue eyes. He smiled, reaching up he kissed my lips softly. The kiss didn't last very long, but it was something I needed. When he started pulling away, I held him. Then without a word spoken, I drew him back to my lips, and kissed him again.

At that moment if I were to die, it wouldn't matter to me. I would be happy for the rest of time. That night we spent sleeping on a smaller couch. I held Lukas in my arms. He fell asleep first, while I stated up a little longer. Hearing him breath was rather soothing, within in ten minutes I too was asleep. Tonight was the first night in over a year that I was able to sleep peacefully knowing that Lukas was safe, and that he was also alive.

xXx

As Nazi Germany started to collapse, the government became more and more paranoid. In the news it said that America was now in the war, which gave the Allied Forces much needed help. Lukas and I knew it was time to move, we stayed at the hotel long enough. The staff, especially the workers on our floor started to suspect something, in the middle of the night we packed our things and left the hotel. Lukas had become healthier in our stay at the hotel; however we both looked like we could use some decent sleep. Lukas couldn't sleep since he was afraid of going back, I couldn't sleep because I was afraid that we might be discovered and found out.


Lukas's brother had told us to meet us on the docks near an American ship. It was departing back to America; my mother sent me a letter saying that anyone of German, Italian, and Japanese decent were under investigation. 'You sure we won't get caught?' Lukas asked. His brother nodded his head. 'Of course not. I'll be a distraction.' Lukas's heart sank in his chest. "Bruder….." He whispered hugging him. "You deserve a better life." The young man stated. "Look you don't have time, just hide inside the compartment, while I'll run around distracting the soldiers." Lukas nodded his head, and I pulled him from his brother. I shook his hand, and then hugged him. He was like a brother to me too; he had helped both of us through dark times. I pulled away, and started climbing inside the storage compartment. Once I was inside, I started pulling Lukas in, we then both watched as Lukas's brother ran out in front of some American soldiers and started shouting. The Americans yelled back, we looked at each other worriedly, we had no idea what they were saying, but we knew it wasn't good.
They drew their guns, and pointed them at the man, I felt Lukas lean forward, but held him back. I couldn't have him start to change him mind. 'No….he's doing this for us..' I whispered. Lukas cried, and turned into me, before hearing gun shots go off. I closed the compartment, and held Lukas tight feeling his pain.

We barely moved from the spot. We just sat there listening as foots steps came and went. The first week was alright, but after two weeks past Lukas got sea sick, he had to vomit quietly in a corner. "Julian…" He whispered. I looked at him. "What?" I asked worriedly. "…..I-I don't feel good…" He then collapsed. I caught him, and nervously looked around. I couldn't let him die, but I couldn't leave here and expose us. 'I….I don't…wanna die…' Lukas whispered his eyes filled with sadness. Tears should have fallen, but he had barely any fluid left in him. I stood up, and rushed over to the door. I looked around, and started searching for someone to help him. "Doktor! Ich benötige einen Doktor!" I started shouting through the hallways. Soldiers heard me, and rushed to my location. After a certain number of them appeared I stopped moving. "Bitte….." I whimpered looking at them. The soldiers talked among themselves, and I looked at them. I couldn't understand what they were saying. I did not bother learning English since I was most likely going to stay in Germany. A man with large round glasses came over to me and Lukas. He was shorter than the soldiers, and a bit out of shape. "Wie stiegen Sie in das Schiff ein? Und warum sind Sie auf diesem Schiff?" The man asked. I blinked a few times, I didn't think that anyone on the ship knew German, then again he might have had to know the language. "Wir verstecken uns in einem Speicherfach, und wir haben uns dort versteckt. Bitte helfen Sie ihm. Ich wünsche Lukas nicht sterben, wir bin gekommen zu weit." I told him. The man gestured to the soliders to stand down, and he walked up to us. "Erklären Sie mir. Wer sind Sie und warum werden Sie festgestellt so, nach Amerika zu kommen?" Lukas pulled on my sleeve, and I looked down. He shook his head, but I had to say it. I had to tell him why we were here. I took in a deep breath of air before saying. "Wir…wir...sind Geliebte und sind von den anderen Nazisoldaten gelaufen. Sein Bruder starb, uns auf diesem Schiff zu erhalten, und meine Mutter wartet uns dort. Wir können nicht nach Deutschland zurückgeschickt werden, wir werden getötet!" I told them. The short man seemed to eye us funny, but shook his head. He then turned to the soldiers. "Alright men, get these two to the medical room, keep a close eye on them however." I looked at the men as they started to push us forward. I had no idea what was going on, but the short man gave me a nod telling me that everything was going to be fine.

xXx

Hope you enjoyed! More should be coming soon. Here's the translations, oh and I know the 'bruder' isn't nessessary, but I love that word XD

Bruder-brother
Doktor! Ich benötige einen Doktor!- Doctor! I need a doctor!
Bitte- Please
Wie stiegen Sie in das Schiff ein? Und warum sind Sie auf diesem Schiff?- How you got into the boat? And why are you on this ship?

Wir verstecken uns in einem Speicherfach, und wir haben uns dort versteckt. Bitte helfen Sie ihm. Ich wünsche Lukas nicht sterben, wir bin gekommen zu weit.- We hid in a storage compartment, and we have stayed hidden there. Please help him. I hope Lukas does not die, we have come too far.
Erklären Sie mir. Wer sind Sie und warum werden Sie festgestellt so, nach Amerika zu kommen?- Explain to me. Who are you and why are you determined to come so, to America?
Wir…wir...sind Geliebte und sind von den anderen Nazisoldaten gelaufen. Sein Bruder starb, uns auf diesem Schiff zu erhalten, und meine Mutter wartet uns dort. Wir können nicht nach Deutschland zurückgeschickt werden, wir werden getötet!- We ... we ... are lover and are running the other Nazi soldiers. His brother died to get us on this ship, and my mother waiting for us there.[America] We cannot be sent back to Germany, we will be killed!