Author's Notes

Happy Monday Voltron fans! I'm (wo)manning the KA flagship while waiting for Paulina Ann's epic Chivalry arc to continue. (waves to Paulina Ann) I got several chapters of this little gem while the rest are in my Muji notebook.

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CHAPTER TWO

Walking towards the hangar bay exit, Allura heard Keith call her name. I have no time for this… Without breaking her stride, Allura headed towards the lift. Raising voltcom, she checked her email inbox and to-do list, "Walk with me, Commander."

The glass lift doors swung open and Keith held the door for the distracted princess. Was she blatantly ignoring him? He gazed at her as she wordlessly stepped inside, absentmindedly pressing the lift's button. "I need to speak with you about..." he began, staring at Allura sifting through her small holo-screen. She's not even looking at me. "Where are you headed?"

"Back to my office," she said, without even lifting her eyes from her small holo-screen.

"Allura..I..." he faltered.

"Keith, I'm running late for my next holo-meeting," she replied when the lift doors opened, revealing the floor where most offices were located, including Keith's. Glancing at Keith, she purposely strode to her office and typed in the access code, "I got a full schedule today."

Keith still had those lost and defeated puppy eyes as they stepped inside Allura's office.

As soon as the door closed, Allura pressed her voltcom, shutting the holo-screen off. She walked straight behind her desk, "Keith, you shouldn't worry. Voltron has gone through far worse than this," she said nonchalantly.

Keith leaned forward, his palms resting on Allura's desk. "I need to know if we're okay," he asked quietly.

Allura let out a deep sigh. She needed time to sort things out. She sat down and fixed her desk, ignoring his piercing gaze, "Let's talk later, after dinner. With Wade in custody, there's already an immediate ripple effect. We have been receiving calls to rebuild the GA council. I had to field some requests for Coran. He has been inundated with meetings and holo-conferences to reconvene a temporary committee. The previous council was dissolved by Wade and GA needs to put up a new one soon."

Realising that Allura was really busy and had a thousand things in her mind, Keith nodded. "In that case, I will be with Pidge and Hunk. See you at dinner tonight." And with that, he left her office and headed back to Black's hangar repair bay. But still, he couldn't shake off that nagging, uneasy gut feeling .

The moment the Voltron Force removed Wade from GA Headquarters, the galaxy's diplomatic community was in frenzy. Members of the former council had to move quickly to establish at least a steering committee among alliance planets to jumpstart nominations to fill seats for a new GA council.

The leaders from different planets were also eager to speak with Coran, Princess Allura or even the Commander Kogane. Everyone in the Alliance wanted to congratulate the Voltron Force for restoring the balance of power in GA.

Little did they know, a lot of things were hanging in the balance, Are we okay, Keith? Are we really okay? Why am I not as sure as I was when you left?

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The second Keith stepped out of Allura's office, he needed to regain his focus. They had a whole slew of problems and they needed Voltron and Black Lion back online. Were they headed towards a turbulent road? Lotor and Maahox were still out there. If they find out Voltron is out of commission... Keith let out a frustrated groan. Marching back to the hangar bay, he scowled when he saw Pidge, Hunk and Lance looking at him with wide grins.

"By the look on your face, your private talk with Allura didn't go well," Lance jeered.

"On the contrary, there was no shouting this time," Keith replied indifferently, pushing his way to the holo-screens behind them, avoiding Lance's scrutinizing gaze.

"Seriously?" Lance arched a brow, pivoting beside Keith. "So, are you both still engaged?"

Keith gave a sideward glance to his annoying Red Lion pilot while trying to decipher what Pidge had on the holo-screen,"What made you think we weren't anymore?"

"Because you broke her giant robot?" Hunk replied as he picked up a box of tools off the wrought iron floor. "Breaking her robot is like breaking her heart...I think."

"I broke her robot?" Keith frowned.

"Semantics," Lance said flippantly, "So, this non-fiancée of yours…" Lance began, rubbing his knuckles on his leather jacket.

"Why are you guys interested with what's going on with my…personal life?" Keith scrubbed his hand over his face. I was about say love life.

"Because your personal life a-k-a your 'love life' is about to go non-existent if you don't do something about it." Lance said with a toothy grin.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Keith deadpanned.

"You have to woo her again, Cap." Pidge grinned while staring at the data that ran through another holo-screen.

"Show your charming personality. You do have one somewhere tucked in behind your bushy eyebrows, don't you?" Lance leered.

"Hey!" Keith protested.

Hunk hollered as he continued to move repair equipment, "Grow your mullet again!"

"Very funny guys." Keith said tonelessly. I have The Three Stooges for team mates.

The one thing Keith hated most was people prying into his private life. Though he may not openly admit to his friends, he did have one, despite what the hounding media tabloids and galactic paparazzi said, wrote or published. Keith's public persona was just one part while there was this part in his life that he fiercely protected, and that was his relationship with Allura.

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Stretching her arms up and rubbing her forehead, Allura stood up from her desk and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows in her office. She was in continuous holo-meetings for several hours with other planetary leaders that she lost track of time. The first sun of Arus had already set, giving the Arusian afternoon sky a deep orange glow.

Coran went back to Arus a few months ago after they saved him from Wade's secret base in Targos, moon of Saturn. Since then, he has been handling most of Allura's administrative duties as planetary ruler. She realised she really needed Coran's help when Voltron Force reassembled. They have been busy defending the universe.

Allura couldn't be any happier: To fly Blue Lion and to see her family whole again with a younger generation of cadets in tow…And yet...here she was, faced with another uncertainty with Keith.

She slumped on the couch, feeling exhausted. Were they drifting apart or perhaps... she wanted more from him? Why did she have this odd sense that her taciturn commander could possibly be destined for more? Closing her eyes, Allura lifted her hand to her chest and rubbed the dull ache that she has yet to understand. Why do I feel like there's a hole in my heart right now?

Peeling herself off the couch, she dragged her feet and left her office. I'm probably just hungry or just plain tired. She hasn't had a decent sleep since she argued with Keith in front of the team. Her stomach roiled. Suddenly, she wasn't looking forward to dinner with the team. Thank goodness for small favours: Coran was already at the dining room.

"Ah, Princess, there you are!" Coran lifted his eyes from his datapad. "I just received an email from the Head of the Galactic Alliance Embassy Delegation. You wouldn't believe what they've suggested."

(TO BE CONTINUED)