Keith looked out of the bedroom window of his new foster home.
The moon shone brightly in the sky, reminding him of Lance's wide eyes.
He propped his face against his chin and sighed, staring wistfully at the moon.
He hoped Lance was looking at it too...
It might be the only thing left that connected them together...
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Keith never really had a reason to hate salads.
But as he stood in front of the restroom mirror with tomato, lettuce, and a bit of spinach dripping off of his hair and piling on his shoulders, he realized:
He hated salads.
Keith fumed as he picked the colorful pieces and tossed them into the trash.
A salad.
Who in their right mind would chuck a fucking salad at my head?!
A FUCKING SALAD?!
He noticed the restroom door slowly creak open.
Keith ignored it. It was probably some nosey kid coming in to sneak a glance at the human salad bar now known as Keith.
"Hey, Mullet", a voice snickered.
Keith stiffened, lowering his fists to his side.
"You...", he growled, recognizing the voice instantly.
He spun to his left, glaring down the Hispanic boy from earlier that morning.
The boy laughed mockingly, his mischievous blue eyes looking Keith up and down as he admired his work.
"I hope you aren't allergic to tomatoes ", he smirked.
Keith lunged forward and grabbed the boy's shirt. Their faces were now inches apart.
"You wanna go, Mullet?", the Hispanic boy sneered.
The foster boy thought about it for a moment, then quickly stopped himself.
Shiro and Allura would kill me if I got suspended on my first day
"Not here", Keith replied.
"Fine then. The corner where we ran into each other-"
"You mean the corner where you ran into me?", Keith interrupted.
"Whatever", the boy scoffed, "That corner. Tonight. Eight. Meet me there if you aren't too chicken."
Keith scowled.
"You can fucking bet I'll be there."
"Good."
The boy yanked himself out of Keith's grip, and smoothed out the wrinkles on his white shirt.
"See you there, Mullet boy", the Hispanic boy promised, giving Keith a sarcastic salute.
Keith crossed his arms.
"Whatever, Beanpole."
Once the door closed once more, Keith turned back to the mirror and furiously shook his hair. The shake expelled any leftover vegetables.
He started planning out the details. He would have to sneak past Shiro and Allura. Make up a plausible excuse.
I'm gonna make it even.
He won't know what hit him.
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HI IT'S JAKE
SHITTY AND LATE UPDATE I KNOW.
BUT WATTPAD KEPT DELETING THE FUCKING CHAPTER AND I JUST GOT MY PHONE BACK!
SO HERE'S THE UPDATE. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. IM ACTUALLY GETTING IN THE GROOVE WITH THIS, SO UPDATES WILL BE MORE OFTEN. (I'm already halfway done with the next one)
DON'T KILL ME FOR BEING LATE.
ILY ALL
ADIEU
~JM
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Someday And Forever 》 Klance
FanficKeith and Lance were inseparable as little kids. Vowed to be together forever. But what happens when Keith is taken into foster care? Would they ever see each other again?
