Until I See You Again: War Of The White Lion

The Insecure And The Strong

Keith's POV.

That night after we gout out of the green lion, Hunk, Pidge and Lance suggested that we all have a group sleepover in the shed.

I have been used to sharing the red lion with Lance but I agreed because Lance begged me to go.

I decided to crash on the couch and Lance cuddle up next to me.

We all went to sleep, or I tried to go to sleep, but something felt very very wrong.

Judging just by what everyone was saying yesterday, I feel like my responsibilities are going to increase and I really don't like that.

I can't seem to shake off the feeling that I might need to be in charge of my own fleet of fighter jets.

I don't want that responsibility. There could be casualties and I can't stand he idea that we might loose the fight with the Galra.

I don't want to be responsible for somebody's death.

I can't handle this.

At around one in the morning, i couldn't stand it anymore. I have to get out of here!

Everyone was fast asleep on the ground or on the couch in the shed corner.

I had to slip out from under lance who was draped over me in his sleep. I love him but he's a little bit clingy.

I walked around everyone sleeping on the floor of the shed. I still can't believe they were comfortable.

I need to get out of here and clear my head because the only thing that is going through my head is a million ways of getting somebody killed and being responsible. Or being in charge of training some cadets and doing it improperly. Heck I never even finished cadet training! How can I lead?

I leave the shed. The night is still dark and cold, and the wind is blowing.

After taking a few steps away from the shed, I break into a run to the lions.

The stupid thing I I have no idea what lion to go to anymore. Shiro has taken over the black lion again, I used to pilot it, lance piloted it once, I don't know anymore.

I go to the black lion and wait for the eyes to glow and it to bend down to let me in.

But it stays dark.

No. No no No NO!

I run closer to the lion.

"Let me in! Please!" I call up to the lion, but I does not hear me.

I hit my fist on the metal claw with a bang and pain shoots up my arm. I would bang my fist down again but my hand is throbbing. I yell out to the lion louder.

"Please! Stay with me! No one ever stays with me! Hell, everyone leaves me in the end but I can't have you leave me now!"

The lion stays still.

"Please! One last time!"

I knew this wouldn't have worked.

I'm lionless. The black lion won't take me anymore.

I sink to my knees.

"Please! I need to go somewhere. I promise I'll stay on the team! I'll continue to lead! Just let me leave this place. Just please let me in!"

I get the sense that this won't work anymore. No amount of begging or pleading will work. The lion refuses pilots who are weak anyway. In the end everyone refuses to be near me. It's just a matter of time until Lance leaves me.