Author's Note- HELL YEAH! THEY FINALLY MADE A SYM-BIONIC TITAN CATEGORY! HELL YEAH! Now that that's over with, on to my one-shot (If it stays that way) for Lance and Ilana!

Disclaimer- I do not own Sym-Bionic Titan, no matter how much I may wish for it. Sadness... Oh well!

Note- This has nothing to do with Sym-Bionic Titan Ouran Style, my future story.

Think Twice

Lance's POV

"Hey, Ilana, didn't you say you wanted to go to that Mall place again?" I asked, as I walked into Princess Ilana's now slightly dressed up room. It was suited to her style.

Ilana looked up at me with a smile, and my heart skipped a beat. Something like that didn't usually happen with me. The emotionless Corporal... And to think that this Princess had brought out the best things in me.

"That would be great, Lance," Ilana said, as she stood. I gave her a small smile.

"Let's go then."

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I wondered away for a second to look at some shirts Ilana had been eyeing with interest. I thought they would look beautiful on her, but she had something particular in mind. I looked up, and Ilana had disappeared. Somehow, she had wandered away from me.

I knew calling out for her would do no good, so I set about searching the manual way.

I soon found her blonde hair, but it was blocked by violent red, black, and green hair. Three guys surrounded her.

"Ilana!" I yelled, as I shoved through the guys, and crouched protectively in front of my Princess.

"Back off if you want to keep your lives," I growled. The guys backed up slowly, and then turned to run.

"Are you okay Ilana?" I asked frantically, as I turned. I framed Ilana's delicate face with my large hands.

"I'm fine Lance, calm down. But... Could you just hold me for a second?" Ilana said uncertainly.

I didn't give her any answer other than to gather her in my arms.

"It'll be okay, Ilana. It'll be okay," I whispered soothingly, as I rocked her.

I'll always protect you.

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"Gosh, Lance, you really know how to play basketball, don't you?" A girl hung all over me. Her name had slipped my mind. I tried to slide out of her grasp, but her manicured nails dug into my skin.

Suddenly, Ilana was there, wrenching me from the human girl's grasp.

"Don't touch him again," Ilana growled, as she tugged me to her side.

The girl glared at her, while I looked down at the Princess in surprise.

"What the hell, Ilana? What is your problem?" The girl asked nasally, as she tried to grasp my arm. I ripped my arm away, and my eyes hardened into an icy glare.

"Let's go Lance," Ilana whispered, as she pulled me away.

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"What was that all about, Princess?" I asked, as we slipped into the car Octus had bought me.

"You're mine, and I won't let anyone else touch you!" Ilana growled. I looked over at her in complete surprise, my heart starting to thump.

"What do you mean, Ilana?" I whispered, my voice wavering with hope.

"What do you think I mean? I love you Lance, and I'm not about to let some human girl take you away from me!" Ilana exclaimed.

I froze, and met her truthful gaze.

"I love you too, Princess," I murmured. I reached over, and gently grabbed her chin.

"Does that mean you're mine as well?" I muttered seductively in her ear, as I pecked her cheek.

"Uh... Y-Yes?" She squeaked. I smirked, then met her lips with my own.

She wasn't going to escape for a long while.