A/N: Ha. You thought he was dead.
TW: Scars. Lots of scars.
Keith POV
Blue.
The first thing I see is blue. But not any blue.
His eyes.
His beautiful breathtaking eyes that I thought I would never see again...
Which means he came back for me... He cares.
-Lance, I'm...- I was about to apologize when he cuts me off.
-Keith! You are alive!
He holds me close, tears of joy running down his face... And I feel my eyes watering...
I'm alive.
I let his warmth embrace me and start crying...
-I thought you were never coming back... I'm sorry...
-You died in my arms Keith! You died! And it was my fault... I'm the one who should be apologizing...
-No... It was not your fault... You saved me...
Everything hurts... All my body... But I still find the strength to tug my string... The warm light surrounding us...
He kisses my forehead gently and brushes his hand on my check, deeply looking into my eyes.
-I thought I lost you, samurai...
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We are at my house. Adam is preparing dinner.
We are in my room just talking and smiling. Laughing at his stupid jokes.
The world makes sense again.
Suddenly he goes quiet. He looks at my arm.
I have been out of the hospital for a week now. The "accident" was two weeks ago.
Here comes the talk.
-Listen, Lance, I'm sorry I know I shouldn't have done that and it's fine if you are disappointe-
Lance cuts my rambling short. He starts kissing my scars. Every one of them.
I can fell the blush on my cheeks.
-I love you. No matter what.
He involves me in a hug.
-I love you too.
-I was so scared to lose you, Keith.
-I thought I lost you. Life is meaningless without you.
-I was fighting for you?
-What?- I said, as we slowly pull apart.- Weren't you helping your mother?
- I was protecting my mother and my family. She got deported and you were also in danger. My uncle... And the rest of my family... They are against soulmates. All of their strings are cut. It's a family tradition. My mother escaped that and moved to the States, where she found my father. But they found us...
-They wanted you to cut your string?
Lance nods.
-Why? I mean why would they search to find you, just to force you to kill your soulmate?
-Because my family works in a different way... It works like a kingdom. A very powerful kingdom. They have a lot of economic and political power all over the world. But the King died... And now they need everyone to cut their strings so the heir can have the power.
I'm speechless. But Lance keeps talking.
- My birthname is Max... I was born in Havana because when my Madre was pregnant... They found her. Lance is my undercover name. So that they couldn't find us. Nobody calls me Max. I don't let anybody call me that.
-...Did-did they hurt you? When you were away?
Lance nods again. His blue eyes now wet with tears. He started lifting his shirt and there they were. Scars. Lots and lots of scars. Signs of torture. In his chest, in his back, in his arms. And scars from the night I almost lost him...
I kiss him. I cup his face in my hands and kiss him. And then kiss his arms and his chest. I look deep into his deep ocean eyes now tearing up...
-Who did this to you? Tell me the bastards name and we will fight him together.
-His name is Luis... Or Lotor... He his just one year older than us and...
-LOTOR? White long hair? Son of Zarkon?
-Yes...
Not him again...
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It's Shiro's birthday. Me, Lance and Adam, we are visiting his grave.
And yes it's raining, how ironic.
He is gone.
It hurts.
Adams' face is wet from tears and rain...
And I'm holding onto Lance.
-Guys...- Adam says.
His white string is tugged and shining? What?
-How is that possible?
-Is that Shiro over there?
At the other end of the string there is my dead brother. But he is not alone.
They start getting closer and I recognize...
-Lotor.
He has his signature devilish grin. I hate him. He is the reason all of this is happening.
Nothing could have prepared me for what was going to happen next.
-Champion... Exterminate.
A/N: Ha... You thought he was dead...
That's it folks!
The sequel will come, don't worry.
But remember my dears...
It's not the fall that kills you.
It's never the fall.
It's the landing.
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Strings & Color|| Klance soulmate AU
Fanfiction"According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings forcing them to spend their lives in search for their other halves." ~P...
