Kei-Kei Yuki: This one goes out to Shadow Phoenix. Hope you like it~!

Beta: Ana-DaughterofHades

Request by: Shadow Phoenix 16)

Enchanting

It all occurred when the Blade of Mamora came on board, informing the team about how during one their covert missions they discovered a highly dangerous weapon. A weapon that was organized and put together by a race of aliens that were known for their highly advanced engineering skills and gifted magic abilities that made for such a well-known rich and powerful race. Stepping forward, Kolivan set out explaining about how it would only be just a matter of ticks before the Galra Empire would strike and try to seize control of the weapon. If not them than especially Prince Lotor. Thus, in order for this not to happen a plan needed to be thought up and put into action.

The plan itself was fairly easy. It seemed that the race of aliens that had built the dangerous weapon held it on lockdown in the same place they were also throwing a masquerade ball. A grand event which invited noble aliens from all over the galaxy to attend. Since Allura was royalty it would be considerably easy for her to attend, yet also speculative, due to her connection to Voltron. This mission called for stealth, patience, and going undercover.

"So basically we get to play dress up? Oh, this is gonna to be fun~! Hopefully, my makeup skills haven't gotten rusty." Lance clapped her hands in glee, ignoring how Pidge had to resist shuddering at hearing the word make-up come out of Lance's mouth. She remembered the times when Lance used to kidnap her out of the blue, dragging the younger girl to a room, just to give Pidge makeovers that were against her will.

"Lance this is no time for playtime. We need to get in, destroy the weapon, and get out as quickly as possible without being seen," Allura lightly scolded, causing Lance to pout.

"Why can't the princess just try to negation with this race of aliens to hand over the weapon peacefully?" suggested Hunk.

"That will not work. I have heard how the people of this subspecies have a few ties to the Galra Empire and would rather strike a deal with them before handing it over peacefully to Voltron. This is a race who does not care for war, equality, and peace, but simply for their weapon to be put to use. A weapon that, I remind you, if put to use could kill a dozen of innocent people," informed Kolivan.

"So peace talk is definitely out," replied Lance.

"We'll infiltrate the place. Pidge will remain here with Allura in the castle and guide one of us inside to the direction of the weapon while the other will stay and mingle with the guests and will be used in case we need a diversion. So who will be the ones going in undercover?" asked Keith only to have all eyes in the room point in the direction of both himself and Lance.

"Hey, when it comes to ninja stealth skills, Keith is definitely the man for the task," Hunk started, doing silly ninja hand signs.

"And when we need someone to make a fool of themselves just to create a diversion, Lance is definitely the woman for the job," came the snarky reply from Pidge.

"Hey!"

"No time to dilly dally young paladins; we must get to work! For this infiltrate mission to succeed, both Lance and Keith will need to look the part. So, it's time for a makeover!" grinned Coran, causing Keith to groan and Lance to squeal excitedly. For the next hour, they rehearsed the plan, making a few adjustment where they were needed. Everyone was pinching in to help and had their own tasks for this infiltration mission.

Soon the castle landed on a planet that was named Nuaria, which from the looks of it and by Pidge's calculation was 5.4 times bigger than Earth, having one moon orbiting the planet while the planet itself orbited around a red sun. With the aid of one of the guys from the Blade of Mamora, Pidge was able to hack into the main data frame that held the guest list of those attending the ball and added fake aliases for both Lance and Keith. Who was now dubbed under the name of Sir Solntse and Lady Luna.

Once everyone knew of the plan and had their own assignment, now began the picking out of the clothes. Keith was frowning in displeasure as Coran began measuring him and forcing him to try on all types of fancy outfits that were Coran's old clothes. Meanwhile, Lance was having a fun time going through Allura's wardrobes of pretty dresses and ball gowns until they finally found the right one. Lance was doing her own makeup while Allura helped with her hair.

"You know doing this reminds me of the times I used to do the same with my big sis and two cousins. I have a big family and most of us are girls, so it can become pretty hectic at times. We used to always fight over the mirror, shoes, and even clothes," reminisced Lance, sitting in a chair that was in Allura's room, the other working on a hairstyle for her hair.

"Is that so, well, I feel flattered I remind you of your sister. I was born an only child, so I don't know the joy of coming from such a big family like the one I hear you come from," said Allura, braiding a long piece of Lance's hair.

"Coming from a huge family has its ups and downs, especially when there is mostly females in the household. I mean my abuelita gave birth to my mamá, who had a twin sister and an older brother. Now my mamá has five children. Starting with the oldest is my brother Alejándro, after him is my older sister Maria. I'm the middle child and after me is the two twins Andria and Alex. My aunt has three children, two girls, and one boy. My uncle has four, two girls and two boys. When I was around six or seven we moved from Cuba to Miami, though we still on special occasions go back and visit. Man, I truly do miss the Varadero Beach sometimes..." Allura smiled fondly as she listened to Lance freely talk to her about her family and other such things that she missed back on Earth. One thing Allura had noticed about Lance was that she never really brought up her family and when she did it was only around Pidge and Hunk.

One basically grew up alongside Lance and knew her family by heart. The other had gotten to meet the girl's family on a few exceptional occasions when they were off on summer and spring break back at the Garrison. Or so Allura heard whenever she was eavesdropping in on their conversations. Yes, she knew eavesdropping was wrong, but the way they laughed and talked like old friends, mentioning things she and Keith (who would also be eavesdropping right along with her) knew nothing about, sparked a bit of envy. Seeing how, despite Lance's flirty and jokester ways, she was Allura's first female friend, beside Pidge, though she held zero interest in girly, feminine things, such as girl talk, makeovers, dress up, and shopping like Lance did. Though, the little genius did have a tender spot for cute things, something which all three shared in common.

Yes, she and Lance were on good standing with each other, but Lance never shared anything about herself with Allura before. So hearing this made Allura feel very happy. Happy that Lance really was considering her as more than just a teammate but as a friend. Soon Allura was finished doing Lance's hair; looking in the mirror, Lance stared in awe at the new hairdo she was sporting. "Wow, this is beautiful, Allura!"

Gentle curls ran down Lance's back; a few loose curls framed her face. On the side were two medium braids that intertwined into one tricky and beautiful large braid in the back. Decorating the braid were tiny blue diamonds that sparkled like little blue stars once reflected in the light. Standing up from her chair, Lance modeled the high neckline, two pieces, white chiffon dress in the mirror. The dress's top was adorned with blue and white beadwork and crystals, creating an elaborate design that matched the belt of the skirt. The skirt gracefully flowed down, reaching past her feet, yet embracing the curves of her waist.

The long slit in the front showed off the white stylish stilettos on her feet, which further added to the elegance and class that Lance was radiating. Topping it off was a pair of teardrop crystal earrings and a pretty silver bracelet on her left wrist. Not wanting to overdo it with the makeup, Lance simply added a touch of mascara, eyeliner, and eyeshadow that brought out the full alluring beauty of her eyes. Painted on her lips was some lip gloss that she found in Allura's room.

"So, how do I look? Gorgeous? Stunning? Drop-Dead-Out-Of-This-World-Beautiful?" Lance began striking a series of poses as if she was a model about to strut down a catwalk.

"All three, and I seriously mean it," complimented Allura. Lance stopped her posing, cheeks flushing a dark shade of a reddish hue. "Wow, thanks. It's been a long while since I last dressed up, so I was a little nervous." Lance began twirling the long curl that hung down beside her face around her finger bashfully.

"You look absolutely stunning~! Now let's head to the observation deck, Coran should be finished with Keith by now and waiting with the others." The two walked out of the room, and soon the doors of the observation deck opened for them. Upon their arrival, every pair of eyes in the room turned in their direction. The series of expressions that were pointed in Lance's direction was almost comical as she made her way over to the team.

"Dude, you look so pretty~!" exclaimed Hunk.

"God, those shoes look like hell to walk in," commented Pidge, more busy staring at Lance's shoes than her full appearance.

"Y-You.. Umm... You look very beautiful, Lance." To see Shiro blushing and acting anything close to nervous was a shock to Lance. This, of course, earned him teasing looks from both Hunk, Allura, Coran, and Pidge.

"Lance my girl, you look stunning. If I didn't know any better, I would definitely mistake you for a princess!" Lance smiled at the words Coran aimed her way, though her attention was soon stolen by the one standing next to him. The one who had yet to say anything. Swaggering her way over to him, she poked his chest.

"Oh, so Sir Mullet has nothing to say?" Lance peered up at him, though this soon changed into a look of confusion when she received not an ounce of a reaction from Keith.

Who, she grudgingly admitted, looked handsome in the smooth red shirt he was wearing. The shirt itself was left unbuttoned at the top for a more casual look. On top of the shirt, he was wearing a classy, three button black vest with a narrow v-line that allowed for the top to remain visible. Along with it was a double-breasted black jacket that was perfectly tailored to fit him, giving off an air of finesse. Located inside the left breast pocket was a red handkerchief. He wore some black slacks with a stylish pair of black loafers which were accompanied by silver cufflinks.

"Wow, Keith, I didn't know you could look so handsome." The words flew out of Lance's mouth before she even had a chance to stop them. Hearing this, Keith could not hold back the flush that spread from his face all the way down his body, and in a blink of an eye raced out of the observation deck, yelling out some lame excuse before the doors closed shut behind him.

"Anyone mind telling me what the heck that was all about?" Lance confusingly blinked her eyes at the door. No one in the room said anything, though they all had a good feeling, except Lance, for the reason behind Keith's sudden exit.

Grinning like the devil herself, Pidge muttered. "Shy Boy."

The ballroom room was extravagant, reminding Lance of something from out of a fairy tale. There were tall stone white pillars and a glass ceiling which gave a perfect view to the starry night sky, bringing a romantic touch to the room. Hanging from the ceiling was a large crystal chandelier. Refreshment tables were lined against the upper far left and right side of the way, a number of maids and butlers standing behind them, offering their assistance to the guests.

Everywhere Lance looked there were different species of aliens, some she recognized, others she didn't. The men were dressed in fine tailored suits or tuxes while attached to their arms were beautiful, voluptuous, alien women dressed in a variety of elegant and fashionable gowns and dresses. Their heads were kept high, posture perfect and poised, having a sophisticated air around them which they carried themselves with while being ushered inside the brightly lit, expansive ballroom.

"Alright, I have the layout of the building and am about to move Shiro and Hunk into position. Keith and Lance, wait on standby until you hear from me." Lance heard Pidge from the tiny comms earpiece that was placed in her ear. Embedded in both hers and Keith's masks were microscopic cameras that allowed Pidge to see the inside of the building and retrieve its entire layout. This way she would be able to give directions to Hunk, Shiro, and Keith.

"You haven't stopped staring at me since we left the castle. Is there something you wish to say, Keith?" Setting a hand on her hip, she glanced up at Keith, who again flushed red, turning his face away from the other. The words he so badly wanted to say were trapped in his throat, unable to be said out loud. The awkward silence between the two was starting to get on Lance's nerves, who was about to grow bored soon if either someone or even Keith didn't ask her for a dance soon. Oh, how she wished a sexy hot prince would come up to her and ask her for a dance.

"Excuse me, Miss, but your beauty captured my attention and I was wondering if I may have the pleasure of dancing with you?"

'Holy smokes, dreams do come true!' Lance stared wide-eyed at the handsome, tall man who had a complexion that matched both hers and Allura. Long snow white hair cascaded down his back and some curled over his shoulders. She couldn't get a perfect look at his face due to the purple masquerade mask he was wearing, but even with it on, she could tell this guy was hot.

"Why I would love-"

"Luna, now is not the time for you to run off dancing with someone else. We have more important things to focus on." Keith narrowed his eyes at the gentleman standing before Lance, who just smiled politely. This look was intensified when the man gently grasped Lance's hand softly, sending a kiss on the back of her knuckles.

"Surely you can allow me at least one dance, my lady." The guy had a sexy accent that was making Lance's heart race.

"Look, I said no-"

"Yes, I surely can! Let's go, Handsome~!" winked Lance, about to drag the guy off onto the dance floor, until someone reached for her wrist.

"Lance-"

"Keith, let her dance with the guy. Besides, Lance's job is to mingle with the guests and be on alert if things call for a diversion," Keith heard Pidge tell him and he let go on of Lance's wrist, but he sure as hell wasn't happy about it. Once she was free, Lance and the stranger who asked for her hand could be seen dancing together on the ballroom floor.

"Pidge, I'm getting a bad vibe from that guy. Something is not right about him," Keith expressed his concern, watching the two dance and trying to ignore the displeasure he was feeling as he watched the two.

"Dude, you're so jealous."

"No, I am not Pidge! I'm only worried about her as a teammate and a friend."

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that, shy boy." Keith decided to end the conversation with the Green Paladin, who was accusing him of having feelings for Lance which he did not. Though... She really did look beautiful tonight and he so badly wanted to tell her that, but the words were having a hard time coming out of his lips. Which was weird as he was usually a brutally honest person, but around Lance, he sometimes felt shy and unable to talk. Tonight being a prime example, when she had stepped through those doors, Keith felt as if he couldn't breathe. His heart was racing, mouth dry, eyes taking in nothing but Lance, who looked downright sexy and beautiful in that dress.

So sexy and beautiful that it awoke some primal urge in him that in return made him want to do things to Lance that would in a few cases put porn to shame. "I need a drink." Keith headed straight for the refreshment table.

While she was dancing with Mr. Handsome, Lance heard Pidge give Keith the signal to move out. The plan was immediately moved into action and she had to be on high alert if trouble started ringing its ears. Though one thing she found out while dancing with Mr. Handsome for the past five songs was that she was enjoying herself while in the man's company. The two were sharing a small yet entertaining conversation. "You certainly are interesting company, Lady Luna." Mr. Handsome smiled charmingly down at her.

'I take that back! He's like one of the Japanese comic book male characters that I had recently gotten into when we were back on Earth. I can practically see the freaking flowers and sparkles shining from behind him!' Lance blushed furiously.

"Did I says something wrong? You face is heating up." His voice quickly switched to one of concern.

"Thanks for worrying about me, but I'm fine~! It's just... Has anyone ever told you that you are drop-dead-beautiful?" Lance meant to say in a very feminine and cute voice, yet for some reason, she came out sounding like some stereotypical macho Casanova. She could practically feel roses blooming from behind her and she saw a few females blush from overhearing her lame pick-up line.

'Great, he's gonna think I'm weird.' Lance mentally facepalmed at her own cringing actions.

Mr. Handsome blushed.

'Dear God, he's blushing?!'

"I.. I must say I never met a woman quite as bold as you, Lady Luna." Mr. Handsome slightly had his face turned away from her, a little caught off guard and flattered from her praise.

"Oh, but it's the truth. If I was a prince and you were a princess, I would pick you in a heartbeat." Lance was unaware of the many girls on the dance floor that were blushing just as furiously as the man she was dancing with, making their partners glare at the blue-eyed girl.

"...Lady Luna, please stop," Mr. Handsome pleaded, not one who took praise and words of flattery well, definitely when it genuinely came from someone.

'His reactions are adorable. Almost as cute when I say them to Keith-Wait a sec! Why did that Mullet suddenly pop into my head?!' Lance thought in outrage, though soon her thoughts were cut when she heard Pidge's voice through the earpiece.

"Lance, one of the main traps was triggered and we need a diversion that will keep everyone occupied until I can shut-down the alarm and the boys can make their exit. Once finished, you're gonna need to make a fast getaway. It's all in your hands, Sharpshooter." The line was cut soon after and a determined glint entered Lance's eyes.

'Alright, this is my time to shine!' She thought determinedly, only for a tick later to have no idea on how to distract the large crowd of people. Peeking from the corner of her eyes, she saw guards talking to one another and knew it had to be because one of the alarms was triggered.

'I gotta act fast!' panicked Lance when she heard a familiar song begin to play, which was weird since it was a song she heard back on Earth. After a few ticks passed, Lance soon realized where she heard the song and sported an expression of utter disbelief. 'It's from the Phantom of the Opera!' Lance mentally exclaimed, before narrowing her eyes, becoming determined once again.

'Nevermind the choice of song, but I think I can do this.' Her dance partner, on the other hand, was caught off guard when Lance reached for histie and brought his face down to meet hers. "Well, Handsome, I hope you dance the tango, cuz we're about to put on a performance so spectacular that the people here will never forget it." She smiled mischievously up at him.

Meanwhile, back on the castle watching on the holographic screen was Allura, Coran, and Pidge, along with the Kolivan and the rest of the Blades. Pidge, being the one from Earth, was the first to recognize the song. "Wait... Isn't this... Oh, quiznack, don't tell me Lance is really gonna dance to this song?!" Everyone shot a look at Pidge, wondering why the other sounded so worried, yet they had their attention stolen when Lance broke out doing some fancy footwork with her legs that were captivating to the eyes.

"Wait. Lance can dance?" inquired Allura, shooting a look over at Pidge, only to see a look of complete dread on the other's face.

"I can't stop cringing at the choice of song, but... Lance is really pulling it off super well. Not surprising since everyone in her family basically excelled when it came to singing, dancing, and making some of the best darn coffee on the planet," said Pidge. Everyone in the room found their eyes captivated by the performance of Lance and the strange man she was dancing with that they didn't notice when Keith, Shiro, and Hunk appeared in the room. They were right in time to see Mr. Handsome lift Lance up in the air almost as if she weighed absolutely nothing, before setting her down on her feet, leaning in close to each other as if they were about to kiss.

"W-What the heck is that idiot doing?!" came the thundering outburst from Keith, blushing like a ripe tomato from both anger and being taken by the sexy way Lance moved those long, gorgeous legs of hers that captivated the attention of every man and were the envy of some women, who were watching the two.

"Wow, it's been a long time since I seen Lance dance. Her skill hasn't gotten as rusty as she feared," replied Hunk,

"You know, watching these two, I'm sensing some strange dark love connection between them," commented Pidge, one hand placed on her hip, the other under her chin.

"WHAT?!" exclaimed a very, very, angry Keith.

"Dude, shush, it's about to get to the good part," said Hunk, which Keith wanted to know where the hell did the other get a bag of popcorn from which he was now sharing with Pidge.

"He's right ya know, cause now she has to end the song, and I don't know how the hell she is going to do that," remarked Pidge, everyone eyes glued to the girl spinning in a graceful circle. Unaware that back on the dance floor Lance was thinking of the same thing.

'How the quiznack am I supposed to end this dance on a high note? Wait. I can do this! I'm not Lana 'Lance' McClain a.k.a The Dancing Queen for nothing!' As each note got higher, Lance spun and spun some more, before the highest note was reached and before she hit the ground, she was caught dramatically by Mr. Handsome who had his arm around her waist.

Breathing heavily, long curly bangs sticking to her face, Lance managed to give the guy a wink. "Not bad, Mr. Handsome."

"I'm deeply interested in you, Lady Luna." Mr. Handsome said sincerely, but there was an intense look in his eyes as they locked onto each other. Though before Lance could calm down her beating heart, she heard Pidge's voice, telling her that the mission was a success and that she needed to get out of there.

"Well, my darling prince. It looks like I must go, but first, something to remember me by..." After calming down her beating heart and catching her breath, Lance reached up on her tiptoes to a deliver a sweet peck on the man's cheek. Once she pulled back, shot him a finger gun and blew him a kiss, before quickly taking her leave, ignoring when Mr. Handsome had tried calling out to her. She could not afford wasting time flirting with some hot gorgeous alien she had met.

Upon making her exit, Lance's mask had fallen off, allowing the prince to get a good look at her face before she disappeared from his sight. Reaching down, he picked up the mask that was left behind. "What a truly fascinating young woman."

Upon his arrival back on his ship. Mr. Handsome took a seat in his pilot seat as the four others shot him a look, watching as his once mocha complexion changed to lavender and the whiteness of his eyes to yellow, even his height increased. "I'm sorry to report that Team Voltron destroyed the weapon before we could get our hands on it," the woman reported disappointingly to him

"We lose some. We win some. It makes no difference, though... I did encounter a very interesting and beautiful woman tonight."

There was a gasp in the room, as another half-galra hopped forward. "No way! Did Lotor finally meet a bride-candidate? Oh, I so wanna meet her or him now!" the bubbly woman declared. Lotor said nothing but began giving orders to his generals who followed his command without fail. Though as he entered his room for the night, he couldn't help taking out the blue diamond and white crystal mask that Lady Luna had left behind and kissed it.

"I desire to see her again."

If Lotor knew one thing that had transpired tonight, it was that he definitely had found himself a worthy and interesting bride-candidate.