Disclaimer: I don't own Voltron: Legendary Defenders

I just got hooked onto this show, I can't wait for the new season, and I love Klance fanfiction. So I thought that I could add my part of the growing fandom.

-ArrangedRose

Something Strange

Keith

The Castle of the Lions was unusually quiet as the Galra were silent in the universe. Typically the Paladins would be drawn in different directions trying to solve all the planets under Galra controls calls for help, but for the past week, it's been dead quiet. It was terrifying to the group as that meant that Zarkon was planning something.

It was also annoying, as the Paladins were forced to find new ways to entertain themselves. Allura was adamant that the Galra were up to no good and was busy scanning for any sign. Coran was skittering around the castle; repairing and updating the ten thousand old ship. Hunk had taken over the kitchen and was making new recipes, and every meal was a new experiment. Pidge was locked up in the Green Lion hanger; experimenting with new equipment and mods for the ships. It was unwise for anyone to venture down if they wanted to remain unharmed. As the leader of Voltron, Shiro was trying to maintain some degree of normalcy in the young boy's lives; while also trying to stay sane himself. The quiet was unsettling for him, and it was normal to see him in the control room with Allura. Lance; unable to figure out what to do, was forced to wander the ship and help with odd jobs.

Keith was fighting the boredom the only way he knew how; fighting. While it was more Keith smashing training robots to pieces than actual practice. He was panting like crazy, but the strain on his muscles and the feel of the sword helped him focus and calm. Keith grinned as the last robot fell to the ground in two pieces. It was a typical training session for him; he would wake up early have breakfast with the gang then head down to the training room. With the silence on the part of the Galra, he had so much extra time that he would spend all day here.

He didn't like the idea of doing nothing, and he wanted to be prepared for the next fight.

The sound of the door whirling open caused him to turn his head. He hadn't been expecting anyone, but he knew that Allura and Coran knew where he was. When he saw Lance, he was shocked. Lance never trains! At least never lets anyone know he's training. Lance was leaning against the door in his training outfit. He had never noticed before how close a fit it was before; he blushed and looked away quickly.

"Can I join you?" Lance smiled, his eyes are friendly and open. Even when he was arguing Lance's eyes were open and shining.

Keith figured no harm could come from training with Lance, "I can't stop you!" He winced slightly at the harshness in his tone.

"No need to be harsh, sheesh. I thought that we could train together?" Lance sauntered in the room—it was incredibly sensual for a boy his age, Keith had thought—and approached Keith, pulling his Bayard out it transformed into a massive blaster.

"You never seemed to care about training before? Why now?"

"Honestly, I was bored. I don't really do well in the training drills…I kind of need a partner to take the hits while I shoot. No one really has the time to help me, so I don't really bother." Lance shrugged, seeming to not care.

However, Keith could hear the stress in his tone, and Lance's shoulders seemed really stiff. He couldn't believe that Lance had never thought to ask him for help before.

"Why didn't you ask me?" Keith was honestly confused. I'm always training, everyone knows that!

Lance laughed, bending forwards.

"Well." Keith insisted.

"Sorry…its just that we have never been really close. I thought that you would laugh and accuse me of being weak or something stupid like that!" Lance stood up straight, still holding his sides but his blue eyes were serious.

Keith was silent. He knew that probably would have said something nasty.

Lance giggled, "Stop worrying. I can practically see you thinking. I'm tough. Don't worry about me."

"But if you don't train then you could get into trouble—"

"Is that concern in your voice? It can't be! Keith does you really care about me" Lance's eyes glimmered, and he smiled an exaggerated sweet smile, "I knew you liked me!" He held his hands to his heart.

Keith glared at him, "Get ready." Keith rolled his shoulders and drew his sword closer to his body. Lance was always teasing, but this time it did something to him; he could hear his heart beating, and his face felt warm

"I was born ready" Lance cockily stated, positioning himself closer to Keith with a smirk.

Keith smiled back and started the training sequence.

The first round was a disaster.

The second go-around was better. Keith was unused to having someone guarding his back. Lance was quick but still needed practice on his shooting. However, they were both smiling.

"You sure you can keep up!" Lance laughed as he shot down the robot that Keith was about to strike.

The third and fourth round were fun. Keith would fly across the room with no worries about watching his back, Lance would crack jokes and show-off, but it never seemed to rub Keith wrong.

"Hey! Don't get too cocky."

"Too late" Lance winked, causing Keith to blush and turn away. The last robot fell with a bang. The room was silent. The two paladins stood across from each other panting, Lance was dancing, "Did you see that? I was like Pow! Pow! You were amazing! Silent and deadly…Those robots never stood a chance!" His face was glowing from the victory and the adrenaline.

Keith was silent across the room, his face downturned. Lance noticed and stopped dancing, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just tired." Keith was quiet, his face hidden from Lance.

Lance shrugged, "Okay. I'm going to go try and raid the kitchen. Hunk can't possibly be there all day and night! Are you coming?"

"Maybe later."

"Okay. See you around." Lance saluted and walked out the door.

The room was silent. Keith stopped swinging, and his sword fell to the ground, forgotten as Keith covered his cheeks with his hands. He couldn't believe that Lance could make him so warm inside.

"Augh!"

He couldn't believe himself. All Lance had to do was look at him, and BAM! Keith would start blushing, but he couldn't stand being away from him. Why did this have to happen to him?