Hungry (Zombie! Keith x Lance AU)

Chapter 1

Lance looked disappointedly into their fridge; a repurposed closet with a few shelves which was not refrigerated no matter what the name suggests.

" I'm going scavenging, anyone wanna come?" Lance called into the apartment.

As he turned he ran his tanned hand through his chocolate brown hair, smooth from just washing it in their tub of bathing water. He was wearing his brown and green cargo jacket, sleeves now removed from being ripped on barbed wire. Underneath that was a white tank top, borrowed from Pidge while his was being dried in the sun. He was also wearing some blue jeans that had small rips in them.

When he received no reply other than a muffled "Nah," from his best friend Hunk, Lance huffed and grabbed his handgun from the weapon rack by the door and began opening the four padlocks and 2 bolt chains on the door. There was also an iron bar slightly below the middle, so if someone tried to kick it down they would assume the whole door was protected. After three minutes of attempting to get the right combination on all of the locks, Lance stepped outside.

It was a clear day, without a hint they were in a post apocalyptic world where he could die at any moment. Remembering his purpose for being outside, Lance began slowly jogging into the city, looking for food.

It had been a couple hours, and Lance had found a couple bottles of soda and a feral cat, which gave him a nasty scratch that he would have to treat. Lance decided to rest a bit and went into one of the 'safe houses' the team had made to ensure that people knew the building was safe. This one was recently cleared, as it was further into the city than any others. Lance stepped inside confidently and sat down on the downstairs couch.

Maybe I could finally get some peaceful sleep... Lance thought hopefully. He had been having dreams of holding someone in his arms, he could never tell whom, and had recently gotten shot in the chest. He always woke up either screaming or crying, but had learned to stay quiet in order to not alert any of his other teammates. He was almost asleep on the couch when he heard the strum of a guitar from upstairs.

Lance jolted awake, gun at the ready, and began to creep up the stairs. He suddenly stopped when he heard a soothing voice accompany the acoustic guitar. He recognized the song immediately; it was Cancer, by My Chemical Romance, from The Black Parade album. He used to listen to it all the time before the apocalypse, and still knew all the words as My Chemical Romance was one of his all-time favorite bands. The stranger upstairs played smoothly and with character, never messing up a line.

(Play they song if you want, Lance's words are in brackets and italics and the stranger's words are in italics

"Turn away,
If you could get me a drink,
Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury me
In all my favorite colors
My sisters and my brothers, still

I will not kiss you
'Cause the hardest part of this
Is leaving you

Now turn away
'Cause I'm awful just to see
'Cause all my hair's abandoned all my body
All my agony
Know that I will never marry
Baby I'm just soggy from the chemo
But counting down the days to go

It just ain't living
And I just hope you know
That if you say (if you say)

Good-bye today (good-bye today)
I'd ask you to be true (I'd ask you to be true)

'Cause the hardest part of this
Is leaving you

'Cause the hardest part of this
Is leaving you..."  he finished beautifully. Lance didn't dare move, he just waited what felt like hours but really was mere minutes without hearing any sound that the stranger knew he was there, before silently sneaking back to the apartment, urgently banging on the door until Pidge did the ritual password challenge, aggressively asking Lance what the password was as she couldn't see him. Lance coolly replied, "Girl, you activate my particle barrier," and he heard Pidge hastily open the locks. Once Lance was safely inside, his mind began to wander. Who was that? Why were they singing? Did t hey know I was there? They didn't, because they would have killed me for food anyways. While Lance lay spaced out on the couch, Pidge looked disappointedly at Lance's loot, not being enough to sustain any of them. She signed and retired to her own bed, and Lance fell asleep, whisking about who the boy was. I'm going to name him Cancer, until I find out his name of course, Lance thought as he drifted into unconsciousness.

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