Keith was the new student again. He was tossed from foster home to foster home all because of some stupid birthmark that people called the soulmate's mark. He didn't believe in soulmates. He didn't want to. All of that changed when he met someone very special. ************* Hey anyone who's reading this! I hope you enjoy this story! I do not take credit for the art in the cover. Full credit goes to the artist, Elentori (I love her). I also cannot take full credit for the story since a friend of mine helped me write it. But anyways! Hope you enjoy!

-Contains depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Trauma- Lance's eyes seemed to widen a bit, "A motorcycle accident?" He asked, and lifted a hand to clutch his other arm, in both surprise and concern, "Dude you could have gotten hurt way worse-" "Why the hell do you care?" Keith responded, looking away. Lance shifted in his bed before speaking, "I'm..not here to annoy you Keith. Im here because i crashed into a building, drunk" He seemed to feel extremely guilty for that. "You could have gotten hurt worse too," Keith looked back to Lance, his eyes narrow, but showed a hint of pain, "What the hell were you thinking, Drinking before you drove, you dumbass?!" Lance's eyes narrowed a bit, "What the hell were you thinking, when you were on your motorcycle?!-" "Nothing" Keith interrupted him. There was a moment of silence before Keith spoke again. "I wasn't thinking anything at all. Why would i, when my parents just died?" **** Yayyy another Klance fanfiction!! This one is about 2 boys who end up in the same hospital room, and have to end up getting along, due to the fact they were in the same room. Enjoy!! ~~DISCLAIMER: i dont own any of the characters in this book besides the nurses and extra characters. Keith and lance belong to Dreamworks. Thx~~

[DOES NOT BELONG TO ME IN ANY WAY!! ] -Written by Dreamicide- After a near drowning experience as a child in which he doesn't remember how he survived, Lance avoids the ocean he once loved. He doesn't realize that's where his savior lives. Or: a slice-of-life story about a boy and his mermaid.

Keith is just your normal everyday YouTuber. Y'know, post random video here, ask what the viewers wants there, and type up a random thing on Twitter that happened just recently and send it out so the whole world to see. But, when Lance McLain, a popular YouTuber with over 7 million subscribers on his channel, asks if they want to collaborate, Keith just has to accept. I mean, who wouldn't? But, what will happen when their fans get a little /too/ excited in their friendship development? ~ [Disclaimer: I don't own Voltron: Legendary Defenders. I only own the story line and my original characters.] STORY STATUS: Complete (but there might be some bonus one-shot chapters in the future!)

[DOES NOT BELONG TO ME IN ANY WAY!! ] -Written by KaSaPe- It all starts when Lance decides to do a nice thing for the emo guy on the train. Because good deeds are important, that's what life (and his mamá) taught him. It ends with a friendship he never would have dreamed of. Original Upload: https://archiveofourown.org/works/9303215

After a machine Pidge was testing malfunctions, Keith and Lance are hit with a huge energy blast. Nothing seemed to change, until both boys passed out at the same time. When they woke up, Lance had turned into an Altean Prince, and Keith was stuck permanently in his Galran form. While the rest of the team tries desperately to fix them, the two are forced to spend time with each other despite their own wishes. Over time the two develop such a close bond that it shocks the rest of the team senseless. And who could blame them for being shocked? Keith and Lance didn't expect it either. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My first story, BxB, and fanfic for Voltron! I'll make more fanfics for Voltron in the future, but I really hope you guys enjoy this one! *I do not own Voltron: Legendary Defenders, or any of the characters featured in this story* *I do not own any of the art featured in this story* *This story is completed, and I will not by writing any more parts to it.*