Blood Will Stain -- Volton Galra KeithxLance

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This is the last chapter. Sorry that it's short and sucks but yeah, thanks and enjoy.

They stumbled, mindlessly, around the castle: laughing and talking about nothing in particular. Until they crashed into something.
"Ack." Keith yelled as he fell over onto the floor, "what the-" he was cut of by a burst of giggles.
"Seriously guys." The familiar preteen voice of Pidge spluttered between chuckles.
"Pidge, look where you're going." Lance remarked, holding back a laugh as he went to help Keith.
"Yeah, right back at you." She smiled.
"Anyway, where you of to in such a hurry," Keith sat up, rubbing his back.
"Oh, I'm just going to do some tweaking to the particle barrier." She beamed excitedly,
"Cool." Both boys said in unison,
"Awww, ok, I'll leave you two alone." She nodded, walking of.

They both sighed and carried on walking to Lance's room.
"So." He said, flopping onto the blue bed,
"So?" Keith questioned,
"Can I try something, to do with you're...." he thought for a second, "other form?"
"Yeah, what?" The smaller male answered, tilting his head in curiosity.

"Well, I think your transformation is caused by a strong negative emotion." He explained,
"So you want to test that theory.." Keith finished,
"Exactly. So I'm going to try different things, but I need you to promise something first."
"What?"
"Promise no matter what I say, you won't hate me." He sighed,
"Yeah, I promise." He was getting slightly scared of what Lance was going to say.
"Alright, sit down and tell me about your childhood, in detail."
"O-Ok," he muttered, sitting on the bed.
"Well, everything was fine during the first five years, nothing awful. But then Mum and Dad started to fight, a lot. I used to hide in my room, under my bed while dad would scream at her and she would scream back." He looked down, sniffing slightly. "One day I didn't want to hide, so I went to go see what they where yelling about. It turns out Dad was drinking a lot. Mum tried to calm him down but he just shouted in her face and then he.... he slapped her, hard." Tears started to form in the corners of his eyes. "Mum just stared at him, shocked. I remember the look of disgust she gave him, before walking over to me." He could feel his skin getting warmer, "she bent down to my level and said she's going to be gone for a while, but dad will look after me." He shook his head, "even then I knew she was lying, I knew she wasn't coming back and that dad wouldn't look after me." Anger started to mix with his sadness as he gripped the side of the bed, purple claws growing slowly. "She left, that night. I ran to my room, terrified of my father. Years passed and I abandoned all hope of mum coming back.

Dad got drunk, a lot more. Sometimes he would be out until morning drinking. Then he would come home, reeking of alcohol. His worlds would be slurred and he would shout at nothing." His voice became more of a growl as he started to yell. "I was his punching bag! I was his anger cushion! Oh, got a problem in your pathetic life? Don't worry just waltz into my room and chuck bottles at me. I won't tell a soul, I promise!" He looked up, and saw Lance hugging him.
"Shhhh, you don't have to say anymore." He mumbled, his voice muffled into Keith's back.
"Lance? A-Are you crying?" He hugged him back.
"Little bit." He sniffed, before looking at him. "I'm sorry for getting you to do that."
"It's alright, I agreed to it." He smiled, turning back to normal.
"Yeah I guess," Lance smiled back.

Keith wiped away his tears and looked him in the eye.
"I love you Lance, never, ever forget that. I love how selfless you are, how narcissistic you are. All your little quirks, all the little things that make you, you. Your laugh could light up a Christmas tree, you smile blows me away. Everything about you is amazing, and that's why I love you." Lance smiled and hugs him.
"I love you too, all your scars. Every impersonation, every thing that makes you different is just one more reason I love you."

They both stayed like that in a comfortable silence, getting lost in each other's eyes. Neither of them are  perfect, far from it. But they have each other, and to them that's all that matters. They slowly began to fall asleep, next to each other.
"Goodnight Lance." Keith mumbled,
"Goodnight Keith." He smiled back.

"Red alarm, red alar- Hello paladins of Voltron. I'm afraid your princess is unavailable right now. However, if you would like her back, please bring Keith Kogane and Takashi Shirogane to the main arena, I suppose we could make a deal. Thank you."