Superstar

Chapter 5

(Warning: This chapter includes themes of self-harm. If this will trigger you, please skip this chapter. I will include a summary of this chapter in the next chapter)

Allura paced in front of Lance and Hunk angrily, both of them seated in her temporary office, too scared to say anything. "I can't believe you ran off! We needed you, Lance!" She wheeled on Hunk. "And you! Letting him do it!"

"We got chased by fangirls," Hunk protested, "We had to lay low!"

"Isn't that what you're here for? Keeping the fangirls off of him?"

"Which I did! By bringing him to a place without fangirls! I'm just one man, Allura, and I can't hurtthe fangirls for crying out loud! I'm just supposed to block them from Lance, which is a littlehard when they've surrounded you on all sides!"

"Not. Another. Word." Allura threatened in a low voice, "Your job depends on it." She turned to glower at Lance. "You need to behave yourself. This is your job, Lance, not some side hobby. It isn't a game. You need to be here."

Lance sighed. "I know. I'm sorry, Allura, and it won't happen again."

Allura softened a bit. "Good. Now go back home."

Lance tilted his head. Allura lived in the same house as he did, with her own set of rooms separate from Hunk's and Lance's. "Aren't you coming?"

Allura blushed. "No. I- I have an appointment. I'll be along soon."

Hunk frowned. "An appointment? With who?"

"A friend," Allura snapped, "I'll come see you soon. Now beat it!"

They beat it. They drove home in relative silence until Lance broke it.

"You think she's seeing someone?"

Hunk shrugged. "Probably."

"Why wouldn't she tell us?"

"It's probably Lotor."

"Lotor?!" Lance screeched.

Hunk slammed on the breaks. "Don't-do- that!" he yelped, "You gave me a heart attack!"

"Sorry. But Lotor?!"

Hunk nodded as he continued down the street. "Makes sense. He certainly flirts with her enough."

"But I hateLotor, and she knowsit!"

"Hence why she's keeping it a secret," Hunk said mildly, "And it's just a theory. Don't sweat it."

"Lotor," Lance muttered, "Sheesh."

Once he was back at his house, he started pacing the kitchen. "Lotor. What would she see in Lotor?!"

Hunk yawned. "I don't know. Like I said, it's just a thought. She could be meeting up with Coran to discuss the script for all we know." He yawned again. "I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too late."

Lance nodded distractedly as Hunk went upstairs. "Lotor," he muttered again, "Geeze."

He glanced out the window at the street, hoping to see Allura's car pulling up. Instead, he saw Keith edging past, glancing around nervously. Lance frowned.

Where is hegoing?

Lance quietly slipped out of the house, following silently after the streetfighter. Keith glanced all ways before continuing on, and Lance's frown deepened. Why was he being so secretive? Was he doing something illegal? Lance felt a sudden certainty that he was about to see whatever Keith did with his streetfighting money.