Keith grabbed what seemed to be a very small glass - a shot glass, and carefully stared at it. Everyone seemed to not notice (or at least try not to) him being weird, trying to get their attention. He felt his fingers clutch the throat of the fork, and stabbed an octopus - like tentacle in front of him. Coran told him that it was an Altean delicacy - Quoctnotc (Kwoc - noc), as they call it. He looked at it again and shrugged. It would have to do, since he really wasn't in the mood to be eating. For Keith, as long as it was edible and is incapable of harming you, then he'd eat it.

Apparently, eating weird tentacle things are out of that list when you suddenly feel that you can't swallow the tentacle because it's stuck in your throat.

This was actually something he was used to. Having this on earth as a South Korean delicacy, getting it out was actually a snap, and it involved shoving his fingers in his mouth and manually grabbing the tentacle himself. Keith ate in relatively small bites, and finished it within the next twenty minutes or so. He looked down on his plate - still clean. He decided that it was time to feed Lance, and Keith thought that the best he could bring him would be one of everything. He got his plate, grabbed a new pair of utensils, and got one of everything. Apparently, even if there was only a small variety of food on the table, it still almost didn't fit on the plate. Everyone stared at him, gauging as to why he had gotten such a large amount of food. This was his chance.

"Hey Keith, never seen you take so much into your plate. What's the matter? Finally decided it was time to gain a bit more weight?" Pidge smugly stated, taking spoonful after spoonful, hardly chewing his food.

"It's Ironic though, on how you look like a pigeon but have an appetite twenty - five times your SIZE." Keith said while slowly making his way through the table.

"Haha, haha, hahahahahahaha. FUNNY" Pidge retorted back.

"Alright guys, I think you two need to stop." Shiro admitted, the bickering completely stopping.

"But, seriously, what are you going to do with all of that food on your plate, Keith?" Hunk asked curiously.

...

"To my room, obviously. I'm going to feed Lance. Don't tell me that you haven't noticed that he wasn't here, have you, or have you not?He's so obnoxious that you could hear him coming from kilometers away."

Everyone's eyes then suddenly flashed in realization, and sheepishly scratched their heads - except for Hunk, he obviously feels like a terrible friend.

"Is Lance okay?" Hunk asked, his voice soft

"Yeah, he is."

Keith then turned back and walked, long, firm steps to his room. Upon entering, he sees Lance holding his dagger, the blade facing his wrist. He wasn't really doing anything in particular, though.

"Hey, Lance. What are you doing with that?"

Lance looked up with a hint of confusion in his eyes, but the feeling dissipated quickly.

"Not sure. Just wondering if it's actually worth it."

They looked at each other's eye's for a few brief seconds, and Keith gently took the dagger from Lance's grasp. He then set up a small table on the bed, and placed the plate full of food on the fold - able table. A dinner in bed. Lance looked at his food, and then looked at Keith, the food, then back at Keith again.

"I can't eat this much." Lance apathetically said, his voice tired.

"Then how come you eat so much during meals?" Keith asked, his voice clearly annoyed, and was hinted with confusion.

Lance kept his mouth shut tight, and picked up the fork and spoon to eat his food. He started with small, cautious, meticulous bites, which soon became sloppy and rushed. Keith found this very weird, but when whole plate was practically licked off clean, Lance has asked if he could use the bathroom. He also asked for another glass of water. Keith sighed and helped Lance up his bed, and led him to the bathroom. He closed the door behind him and picked up the plate. Surprisingly, no matter how fast and sloppy Lance eats, you would never be able to see a single crumb on the table.

While walking down the hallway, Keith thought that if it was safe to leave Lance alone in the bathroom. Considering his options, he decided that it wouldn't take too much time to get a glass of water. In the Kitchen, he placed Lance's plate and the utensils that he used in the sink, and got a newly cleaned glass. Keith got a cold pitcher of water from the refrigerator and took a long walk back to his quarters.

Upon the doors swiftly opening, he went inside and saw that Lance wasn't resting in his bed. Suddenly, he became suspicious. He carefully set down the pitcher and the glass on the dresser, and slowly made his way to the bathroom. Thinking that Lance may be cutting himself - or maybe even worse, he barged in the bathroom door and was horrified at the sight before him. Lance was hunched up over the toilet, his left hand on his stomach, and the other over his head. Keith came closer and knelt down beside him. Lance was still conscious, but he didn't look good at all. Keith the helped him up, and noticed that, aside from the toilet being covered in puke, his fingers were sticky, and there was saliva all over them. Keith then stripped Lance of his clothing, except for his underwear. Getting Lance in the tub was no problem. Making sure he didn't topple over was quite the opposite.

Filling the tub with warm water, he started scrubbing Lance from his head, all the way to his feet, the suds getting everywhere. After the scrubbing, it was time to use some bath conditioner for Lance to smell good, and not just seem clean. The problem here was, he needed to clean him... down there. It wasn't really going to be a problem if he hadn't fallen asleep in the middle. So Keith took in his pride, changed the bath tubs water, and made a thorough lather of anti - bacterial genital - friendly soap on his hands, and took off Lance's underwear. The sight of it shocked him. Lance didn't just have a penis, he also had a vagina, and it pretty much blue - screened Keith.

Getting out of his daze, he took a deep breath and started to scrub Lance's length. First the scrotum, then the sides, then the length itself. Once he was done, he made another lather and started carefully scrubbing his vagina. The whole time, Keith was blushing - and it felt like invasion of privacy. He continued scrubbing until he unknowingly started playing with Lance's clitoris. Keith felt the nub harden under his fingers, and saw lance's flushed face.

"K- ke - keiiithhhh..." Lance mewled, his breath hot and heavy.

Keith panicked, thinking that Lance was awake, and saw that he was partially awake, but Lance didn't seem to notice him, because of being stuck in a daze. Keith sighed in relief, and kept rubbing his clitoris, starting all over again with slow circles, and then, picking up the pace when he heard Lance's breath hitch. Slowly and carefully, he started to play with Lance's nipples, and then in a few more seconds, he came.

Keith, who saw Lance's eye's starting to flutter open, made a run for the door and locked it behind him. He breathed out a heavy sigh, and looked down at his jeans.

"Shit"

What do you guys think of this chapter? Kinda sucks in my opinion, so, uh, just tell me your reactions, or what you think about it, any suggestions would be fine. About the penis and vagina thing as well though, I made it that way becuase I knew that some people want Lance a girl, other's want it to be yaoi, so I decided to just let Lance become trans sexual. It seemed like the best solution to make things a bit fair...

Please comment down what you think. Your review help me keep writing! Sorry my updates are too slow.