The Red Misfit

Blue

Lance jogged after Red, mildly confused by what he'd done with Allura, judging by Shiro's face he was too.

"Red!" he called after the raven as he pulled his hair into a ponytail.
Red paused, a smile touching his lips seeing Lance, "Si Azul?"
"What exactly was all of that back there?" Lance asked slowing beside Red.
"Just how I've been trained to deal with people like her," he smiled.
"Racists?" Lance asked glaring over his shoulder.

"Surpiors," Red corrected.
Lance gave him a look.
"Maybe surpiors who are a little judgmental,"Red corrected himself with a smirk.
"Who taught you to act like that?"
"Every Roman I know. Particularly Riptide, "If they try to knock you down hit em where it hurts and get back on your feet," in this case, she wants to put me down, the lack of reaction is me not letting her get to me, and the respect and kindness is hitting her where it hurts. Riptide gives some good advice, that one especially" Red smiled, "It also made everyone in class scared to show up without a cup."

Lance let out a small laugh, "He ever hit someone in the nuts?"
"Right before he said that, and a few other times, but they weren't in my swordplay class," he admitted.

"Wait a minute, Riptide taught you swordplay? I thought that was your mother?" Lance said, tipping his head to the side.
"My mom taught me what I knew before Misfits. Riptide is the best swordsman in the past six hundred years, anyone can learn something from him," Red smiled.

Lance nodded, "Did you ever learn how to use any other weapons?"
"I've mastered bow staff, knives, and spear, I don't really use anything else besides my fist," Red answered.

Lance nodded, "My bayard turns into a gun, and I think I'm an okay shot," he shrugged, "I could probably use some work though."
"Hmm, Wren wouldn't let me touch a gun to save her life," he smiled, "I am literally not allowed in the shooting range, I don'thave the clarence."
Lance let out a small laugh, "I wouldn't trust myself to hold a sword."

"Maybe I could, ya know, teach you?" Red suggested awkwardly.
"Is this like a Misfits way of asking someone out?" Lance teased.
Red went scarlet, "Uh, it's... not. I was just kinda..."

"Dude relax, it was a joke," Lance smiled, a little red, "I mean I blame if you were asking me out. I am pretty amazing," he joked.
"Amazingly full of it," Red rolled his eyes.
"Wow, you don't let me get away with anything, do ya Spitfire?" the Blue Paladin chuckled.
Red shrugged.

He paused, furrowing his eyebrows.
Then in the most innocent face possible, asked, "Where are we going?"
Lance paused, going slightly more red, "I was following you," Lance said, hiding his internal panic at how cute Red looked right this second.

"I thought you were leading."
"I thought you were."
"Why would I be leading? I don't know my way around!"
"Good point. Uh... so I guess we're lost?"

Red groaned, face palming. Lance walked a little ways down the hall, peeking down another hallway.
"Oh! No we're not! The training room's just down here! I know where we're at!" Lance smiled adding, "More or less," under his breath.

"Okay, so to make it clear this time, you're leading," Red said walking up beside him.
"Fair enough, Rojo," Lance smiled.

About thirty minutes later the pair walked into the observatory. The rest of the team standing there, Allura Shiro and Coran speaking away from Hunk and Pidge who were looking over something on Pidge's computer.

Lance lead Red over to his friends, "Hey guys what's happening?" Lance asked plopping down next to Pidge looking at his computer screen.
"Not much, just trying to figure this thing out," Pidge answered gesturing to Red's suit.

"Has it shocked you yet?" Red asked.
"Besides a few cut wires in the wrist, um..."
"Wren calls them gauntlets, and I wouldn't mess with thoughs anymore," Red offered.
"Besides a few severed wires in the gauntlets, no," Pidge answered, "Maybe you could help," he asked with big puppy dog eyes.