Voltron Baseball AU: Kidge

Grumpy beginnings

Just to be clear here, I don't believe in love at first sight.  And as much as Disney or basically any popular love song ever tried to convince me it exists with hundreds of lines about some random guy's beautiful blue eyes, I never fell for the whole soulmate thing either.

I mean there are seven billion people in the world and you're supposed to find the perfect one. Yeah, good luck with those odds.

Though as much as I don't believe in all that gooey mush I do believe in pure, unfiltered hate-at-first-sight. And I can almost guarantee you've experienced it yourself.

Maybe it's your next door neighbor who constantly pesters you about kicking and throwing balls over to his side of the fence. Or maybe it's that one girl or guy in Biology who can barely comprehend the English language and just absolutely has to go and make a big show of everything.

Either way, I guarantee you've got someone in your life whom you just disliked on the first day of meeting them and you haven't changed your mind since. Well for me that one person just so happened to be the newest recruit in the baseball team.

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"Matt, hurry it  up, would you? We're going to be late and I promised the guys I would be there to shout 'Play ball!'" I yelled down the hall to my brother, who was taking a ridiculously long time to style his hair. He just got it cut and was having trouble trying to find his new style since his hair was now significantly shorter than his previous hair cut. But for some reason, even though he had less hair to work with, he still took forever to just end up putting some gel in it and letting it flop down under his baseball hat.

I mean there are only so many choices to make when your hair barely reaches the base of your neck. I, however, had finished getting ready about 20 minutes ago and was impatiently tapping my foot on the tile of our living room. I was really anxious to meet the new guy so I figured the sooner we got there the longer I would have to size him up and decide who he was for myself.

"Matt, if we're not out that door in three minutes, I'm telling Allura you still sleep with your rocket ship nightlight and your anime astronaut body pillow!" I shout down again, knowing it would cause him to run out the door a little faster than the rate he was going at.

"Alright, alright!" He grumbles as he grabs his baseball hat off the counter and tugs it on over his gelled hair. "I swear you and mom are just the same person. You're two little impatient fire demons with loads of blackmail material. I'm pretty sure you're just waiting to use all that dirty information tucked in that head of yours."
I place my hand on my chest in mock shock. "Who? Me? A fire demon? Never!" My voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Matt looks me up and down. "Uh huh. Right. Well I suggest we go, fire demon, before you miss a chance to hang out with the guys." He pokes me in the forehead and then heads out the front door with me not far behind him.

I love the baseball fields. I love the fact that they have clean, fresh cut grass that's always watered and a seating arrangement behind each dugout. I love the snack bar that serves nothing but junk and the soft dirt that acts as padding when you hit the ground and slide into the base.

But sadly today I don't have the time to take in its beauty because I'm a mix of emotions when we arrive at the field. I'm happy to just be here but anxious and nervous about the new guy.

I'm not the biggest fan of change, believe it or not, and a new guy could change our whole dynamic. I just want things to stay the way they are. Or as close to it as possible. But who knows? Maybe things won't change. Maybe it'll be just like it used to be only with one more person. That's all I could hope for.