Wings of Home II: Wings of Change

Lectured

The words, "What am I going to do with you?" echoed through Keith's mind, making his ears buzz while he attempted listening to his older brother speak. The plastic box containing the food Elena's grandmother made rested under his fingertips, his eyes glued towards the ground, while his stomach churned uncontrollably. So many feelings rushed through his skull in just the last twenty-four hours, not including the last week; he felt like he was drowning.

Every so often, his eyes darted around the room, looking at James and Lance, worried they might say something which might set him off, yet Keith also wondered in the back of his mind if he'd actually crossed the line regarding what was going on. The silence – it was definitely as uncomfortable as Ryo acting nice or finding out Allura was actually a real person and not a figment of his imagination.

"So, let's start off by telling me what happened?" Shiro stood with his arms crossed, a rather imposing figure, just as the door to the principal's office opened up.

"There was a food fight. What more do you need to know?"

"I want to know who did what, that's what I want to know. It's not right to punish..."

"It doesn't matter as all of them were involved." The principal looked over at James, narrowing their eyes. "I'm majorly disappointed with you in particular Griffin. I would have thought you knew better. That said..." The principal turned towards Matt. "What are you doing here Holt?"

"I told you. I started the fight, but honestly, if you're unwilling to investigate that much I'm not sure you're the right person to be dealing with this situation."

"Excuse me?"

"Considering the fact, I suspect this is your way of punishing Keith, yes, I do take major issue with the fact you're wanting to punish the students simply because they were in the wrong place at the time." Shiro glared at the principle.

"I can actually attest to the fact Keith didn't do anything, nor did Elena or Hunk for that matter." Holt lowered his voice. "And as much as I hate saying it, Griffin didn't have anything to do with it either."

"See."

"You're just trying to play favorites with Keith again!" Lance blurted out, his hands flinging out to his side. "Everyone plays favorites with Keith, including my abuela!"

"Actually," James glared at Shiro, raising his hand up. "I'm going to say I also take issue with you playing favorites with Kagone." For some reason, the color drained from Shiro's face again, while his jaw dropped. He swallowed, indicating something was bothering him, yet Keith felt guilty, figuring he'd done something yet again. "What's this about Keith living with you?"

"Yeah! That's unfair!"

"Unfair?" One of Keith's eyebrows shot up, his arms crossing his chest. Having Shiro as an older brother was bothersome, given how he switched from mother hen mode to being overprotective to the weird 'I've got the most adorable brother ever' stage, which was more often it seemed than the older brother mode Shiro used with Ryo. And then, there was Ryo. There was definitely Ryo. "You've no idea what kind of hell it is to live with Shiro."

Except, he'd not meant to say it that way. The horrified look on Shiro's face meant he'd really stepped in it, specifically upsetting his older brother, while Lance's eyes widened, his jaw-dropping, his finger pointing at Keith. "Don't talk about Shiro like that!"

"Why not?" James' words didn't make sense, given the fact Keith still remembered Griffin was, in fact, the first cadet he'd completely lost it with the first time at the garrison when he said something regarding his parents. Specifically, he'd said Keith's parents didn't want him. "Seriously, Keith would be better off if he was still at the group home than living with you!"