KLANCE!!! one-shots

My New Guard

(Little smut, fluff, bit of angst)

Lance sighed heavily, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. Another boring meeting that his father is making him go to. Yes, he was the prince, but Allura was the one getting the throne after dad dies, so why does Lance have to be here? Lance looked to the sides of the room where so many Altean guards stood, ready for the Galra to attack. What was this meeting about again? Oh, right! An alliance with the Galra, or something like that.

According to the Galra soldiers, Zarkon couldn't come so they were in his place. There were three soldiers in front of them. One with really long white hair, who everyone in the room knew as Prince Lotor. Lance really hated the guy, always showing off his fighting skills, flipping his product filled hair like a trophy, it was so annoying! Behind him were two other guards, one slightly bigger than the other.

The bigger one had black and gray hair, with a small tuff of white for his bangs. He looked strong and leader like, so Lance didn't know why that guy wasn't talking to them instead. Next to him was a smaller soldier, a lot small than any other galra Lance has seen. He had a mullet of back hair, which is a horrible style but looked good on him, and he seemed to be less confident. His head was still high but you could tell that he didn't want to be here either.

As Lotor continued to ramble to Lance's father, Lance stared at the smaller galra. He wasn't fuzzy like the soldier next to him, and he seemed to have less of a 'I'm better than you in every way possible' look like Lotor did. The small galra looked up for a moment, looking at Lance directly and holding the eye contact for a while. Lance couldn't help but slightly blush and smile at the soldier, whose blush was darker and smile smaller.

It was known throughout Altea that Lance was a bi boy, always was and always will be, and for a galra soldier to blush at Lance? It was a dream come true. Lance continued to stare at the soldier, every so often getting a glace back. Lance crossed his legs and looked the soldier up and down. Now that Lance looked closer he wasn't sure if the soldier was a boy or a girl. The soldier had a thin waist and reasonable hips, but his shoulders were strong. It was like the best of both worlds!

"Are you listen, Lance!" his father's voice rang through the room in irritation, the sentence being more of a statement of, 'You better be or I'll beat your sorry ass'.

Lance shot up straight and looked to his father, uncrossing his legs and smiling. His father groaned but continued anyways, "Just to recap for my son, our deal has been made. You shall leave these two soldiers with us for a week. They represent all of the galra, and in this case, the fate of whether or not the alliance will be made. Is everyone clear?"

The room nodded as murmurs began, "Very well. Shiro, you shall protect my daughter. Keith, you shall protect my son. There shall be no room for failure, understood?"

The two galra clicked their heels together and brought a hand to their chest shouting, "Vrepit sa!"

The meeting was finished and Lance stood, walking beside his sister to introduce themselves to their new guards. As Lance made his way down the stairs, he noticed Lotor turning to the guards, talking to them for a moment before wrapping his arms around the smaller galra. It almost made Lance growl, but he held back once they got to them.

"Welcome new guards, it's an honor to have you with us," Allura smiled sweetly, bowing slightly to show her respects.

Lance did the same, closing his eyes so he wouldn't glare at Lotor as the white haired asshole spoke, "Thank you for letting them stay princess. I'd advice for you to take care of them, especially my Keithy here," Lotor paused to kiss the smaller galra on the head, "If anything were to happen to him or his brother, I wouldn't know what to do with myself."