Fic - Dreams and a Fic search

[niroby.livejournal.com]

Two things. I read a story ages ago, it was Frank/Hawkeye and they hooked up. Trapper had gone to Tokyo for a weekend, and Hawkeye through the guise that he was in a bet that he couldn't be nice to Frank secretly seduced him. The whole camp just thought it was a 'friend' bet. Together they decided to end the bet allowng the Reverened to win with a mock battle. If you have seen this story let me know. I am desperate. It was so good.

The other thing, my first MASH fic. Here goes nothing.
Title: Dreams
Author: Niroby
Pairing: slight, more friendship than anything Hawkeye/Frank
Summary: Frank has a nightmare
Rating: g
Warning: un betaed, should that be a warning?
Word Count: 440
Notes: Drabble. Its based on a challenge, I saw somewhere. I don’t know the exact challenge so if someone wold care to let me know I’ll change it.




“I had that dream again, Pierce.”

There was a hushed whisper coming from a tree. Hawkeye Pierce looked around; the triad of lovely nymphs, which had been about to crown him King of Teapot Land, giggled and ran away. Smiling, he ignored the talking tree. What sort of dreams would trees have anyway? If it spoke again he’d give it the name of a good psychoanalyst. He spied the nymphs again; they’d found a unicorn. Jogging over to them he decided on his plan of action. He’d tackle the blonde first, then if the others asked really nicely, or didn’t he’d let them join in a game of catch and kiss. As he jumped on the blonde, she laughed and turned into a daisy. Rolling over onto his back he saw more flowers, but no nymphs. The tree was back too. It whispered his name again, eyeing it he pulled himself up by a handy rope, and poked it he was just about to give it a good talking to when a tree trunk wrapped itself around his leg and pulled. Landing on his back Hawkeye closed his eyes. When he opened them again his exotic Teapot Land was gone, in its place was the Swamp. The tree remained. Closing his bleary eyes, Hawkeye thought happy thoughts. On second inspection of his surroundings he was just as disappointed as the first. The tree had morphed into Frank, who was tugging on his trouser leg.

“What is it Frank?” He asked, yawning halfway through ‘is’.

“…”

“Frank either spit it out, or let me sleep”

Chewing on his bottom lip, “I, uh, I had that dream again”

Hawkeye rubbed a hand on his forehead he knew the dream. They all had it, different versions of course, but the main idea was the same. He knew about nightmares, these were different; they took the images that you saw in Korea and intermingled it with your memories of home. His personal favourite was of standing in a field in Maine, the bodies of people he knew strewn about him, his hands stained red. And the knowledge that there was nothing he could do to help.

“So, uh, can I” Frank pulled his Pooky tighter, Radar wasn’t the only one in the camp who had a sentimental attachment to an old toy. “Can I sleep with you?”

Hawkeye, eyes closed, lifted the blanket in response allowing Frank to snuggle in. Placing an a protective arm over he other man, he was secure in the knowledge that in the morning everything would be back to normal and that Frank would do the same for him.

The end

Uh comments, critisicms. All is good

Comments

[slashhappened.livejournal.com]

Awwww, poor Frank. I love the image I get from Hawkeye, eyes closed, lifted the blanket in response allowing Frank to snuggle in That's just perfect. Wonderful job with this, I do like some Hawkeye/Frank now and then if done properly.

"Gerald"

[niroby.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Frank can be so cute at times, there should be more Frank slash. Love your icon by the way, its just so undescribably froody. The whole idea of letting Hawkeye just lifted the blanket comes from what my cousins and friends do to get me to stop making noise in the wee hours of the morn.

[subluxate]

Aw, very sweet. I know the story you mean. I'll look for it after classes today and give you the link =)

[niroby.livejournal.com]

You are officially number one on my hereo list, that puts you above Richard Dean Anderson. I'd worship you, bt god damn, I'm a god and gods don't grovel. lol. Thanks,

[subluxate]

FOUND IT! I think... It's archived (unfortunately) at the MAS-Slash archives. Here is where you can fairly easily find it. It's called "The Seduction of Frank Burns," and it's under "Outstanding Characterization of Frank Burns." Is that the one you were looking for?

[niroby.livejournal.com]

Yes it was, thank you muchly.