Red And Blue Makes Purple (Voltron OC Insert) !DISCONTINUED!

Powers Unimagined

   Ash shot up, breathing heavily. Keith gazed at her in shock, not knowing how to grasp the situation.

   "Ash..." he breathed. Ash scanned him for a moment, before grabbing the thin fabric underneath his armor near his neck, and pulled him into a strong, passionate kiss.

   It took Keith a moment to grasp the situation, but he soon fluttered his eyes closed and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Ash took her hands and snaked them around Keith's neck, entangling her nimble fingers into his soft, dark hair. They pulled apart, needing air.

   "Oh... sorry," she whispered, bringing her fingers up to her lips. "I don't know what came over me."

   He sat beside her, pondering. "It's alright," he finally said, flashing her an assuring smile. "I mean, you just came back from the dead, I'd probably do that too."

   Ash offered him a hesitant smile before returning her gaze back to the floor. She felt Keith pick up a small section of her hair and begin to braid it, undo it, then braid it again. Ash loved when people played with her hair. It soothed her.

   She leaned back into his lap and sighed, wondering what to do next. She averted her eyes towards the ceiling. Ash felt a soft touch graze her ear, she let out a cute squeak in pleasure.

   "Let me guess, Wolf people like being pet?" He chuckled. Ash nodded, and felt as Keith began to scritch just at the base of her ear. It calmed her. Ash let out a soft yawn before rolling herself over, the side of her face plastered against his abdomen.

   "The team will be ecstatic that you're.. well... alive," he muttered as he stopped scratching her ear. His arms moved down to embrace her protectively.

   Ash let out a small sigh as she nuzzled further into the thin fabric that covered his torso. She brought her arms in front of her and slung them around his waist.

   "I feel.. sick to my stomach," she whispered. She flipped herself back over, the back of her head now pressed against Keith's abdomen. She brought her hands down to hold her stomach.

   "I'll go get some medicine... and something for you to eat. Wait here," he said. He carefully got up, holding Ash's head. Once Keith was completely off of the soft cushion of the couch, he set Ash's head down carefully, and watched in worry as one of her arms moved up to her face. She placed it gently over her eyes, a weary grunt of pain escaping her lips.

   With one last glance of worry, Keith reluctantly left the room. Ash adjusted her position slightly to rest her head on the arm of the couch, and within moments, Keith returned. In one hand was a bowl of food goo, in another was a strange blue substance she'd never seen before.

Keith handed her the substance. She reluctantly chugged it, a foul taste filling her mouth. He held out the bowl. Ash gratefully took it and began shoving the green goo into her mouth, not having eaten in a few days.

Once the bowl was empty, she set it on the small table that was next to the couch. Ash sat up and patted next to her, signaling for Keith to come lay down.

"Alrighty," he sighed. Keith walked over and sat on the couch next to Ash, sliding his legs on either side of her frame. She slid down, her head coming to rest on his thigh.

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Sorry this chapter was kinda short ;-; My friend read the last chapter and texted me like: THIS IS NOT OKAY ASH CAN NOT BE DEAD WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? And I sat there dying. This book is slowly going to be having less updates, seeing as how I need to focus on older fanfics that need to be finished. My Lord of the Rings one is my first priority seeing as how I'm on the last movie for that one, and it was the first one I started. Debating on wether or not to delete my Hobbit one, seeing as how I don't particularly have any ideas for it. Definitely going to be deleting my Harry Potter Oneshots book, and my Tall Tale Love story. For now I'm going to unpublish my Hobbit book. Also, school is coming up soon, and I already know this year is gonna be a bitch. I'm in advanced classes, and those mixed with 8th grade doesn't seem to mix well. Anywho, I enjoyed the spurt of inspiration I got for this fic ;3 (SEASON 8 CONFIRMED TO BE THE LAST SEASON OF VOLTRON, COMING THIS NOVEMBER. IF ADAM ISNT FRIGGIN ALIVE IN SEASON 8 IM COMING FOR YOU DREAMWORKS [lmao])