This is not part of my canon, I repeat, this is not a part of my canon.

The alarm sounds, and Lance is still hunched over a toilet. It's been ringing for about half a varga, and he still isn't done. He's pushing his fingers down his throat and pushing down on his stomach. He can barely breathe, and it's getting difficult to find a way to cough up the flower petals. His body is rejecting the lodged flowers in his lungs, and it's getting harder as every quintant-every varga-as this goes on.

His eyes water, and spits out a few violet colored petals from his mouth. He thumps on his chest, trying to get him to cough, and is successful of lodging a small bud from his esophagus. He heaves in the bowl before wiping his mouth, he needs to hurry. A Galra fleet could be attacking or an important meeting from a recent distress signal that some alien civilization just sent. Most likely a distress signal, the ship would have been hit from one of the Galra lasers despite four Lions are out. If his team is defending the Castle well enough even with four Lions, they could have easily destroyed the fleet if he go to Blue and formed Voltron. His heart stops, he heard his door open

"Lance!" Allura calls out and he hears footsteps in his room. The footsteps, not to mention her voice, get louder, "Lance you failed the test alarm. What if Zarkon attacked us righ-you don't look too good." Allura scolds him before opening his bathroom door. "Is that flora? I didn't know humans could do that."

His eyes widen and he says with a raspy voice, "Sorry Princess. Your knight is sort of purging something minor. I'll be fine."

"I wonder, I haven't seen that kind of flora from any of the planets we visited." The Altean Princess bends down to pick up a few violet petals from the tiles.

"Yep. This is sort of normal back home. Remember that one of my school friends caught it."

"So it's a disease." Allura states as she drops the petal before washing her hands.

"Sort of. Completely harmless," Lance lies through his teeth, "it's sort of like the slipperies."

She nods, understanding his white lie. "I see. Well that still doesn't excuse you from not being in your suit, well back in the hanger." She looks him, and Lance is still clad in his Paladin armor since the last two vargas.

"I'll be there."

"Alright then. I'll tell the others about your disposition." Allura turns on her heel, and leaves the bathroom.

Lance is stunned for a minute, processing what the Princess just said, before running after her. He has to get intercept her from going to the command deck.

He curses to himself, sometimes he forgets that Allura is fast even with a short head start. He didn't catch up to her-or she took a different route, which he sincerely hopes-and he burst through the doors out of breath. He seriously hates this stupid disease.

Pidge, Shiro, Keith, Hunk, and Coran look at him. Pidge rolls her eyes before continuing her conversation with Coran. Keith scoffs, rolls his eyes, and smirks a bit before talking to Shiro and Hunk. Shiro gives him a concerned look, is about to lecture him, while Hunk purses his lips and attempts to go to him. Lance shakes his head before leaving the command deck. He'll get his earful later on. He waits outside the door and taps his foot. Holy crow he's got to get Allura to not say anything.

He spots Allura coming from the right and he immediately goes to her.

"Please please please please please Allura, the most beautiful princess in the entire galaxy, no the entire universe! Don't say anything to them!" Lance pleads as he walks beside Allura.

"While I respect your privacy Lance, I need to inform everyone. This could affect Voltron," Allura said as she walks through the doors. "Everyone, I have dire news. It seems that Lance came down with an infliction."

Lance wants the floor to suck him up and become one with the Castle. It is way better than the looks everyone is giving him. He bites his lip, he needs to do damage control. "It's nothing guys, Allura here thinks that a bit of coughing is like a sickness. See." He fake coughs into his hand and gives them a smile. No one is amused.

"But I saw bits of flora spilling from his lips." Allura innocently retorts, glaring at Lance. "You shouldn't lie about your health."

It is a lot worse than he thought. He winces at everyone's faces. Everyone-beside Coran-is looking at him in horror.

"Lance," Shiro goes up to him and touches his shoulder. "Why didn't you tell us you have hanahaki? Please, confess. For us, we don't want you to waste away."

"I-I-I," he gulps before continuing, "I'm afraid. I know that person won't love me."

Lance glances at Keith for a moment, his eyebrows are furrowed, and he steps closer. He immediately looks at Shiro, so he won't piece together the root of his affliction.

"Lance everyone here loves you. No one's going to reject you."

Lance looks at Hunk, who keeps looking at him than Keith. He's about to open his mouth and Lance shakes his head. "I can't."

"Lance you could die!" Keith shouts, intruding on his and Shiro's bubble.

"So?! I'd rather feel that love and forget him," he immediately clams his mouth shut and looks away. Fuck.

"That leaves Coran, Shiro, Keith, and Hunk then." Pidge says.

"Hey for all you guys know it could be a Arusian." Lance says and Pidge glares at him. Her glare tells him to shut up and be serious. "I'm pretty sure like all you guys are straight, but you know what. Fine." He stalks up to Hunk and his bro shakes his head. His bro knows that he has feelings for his one-sided soulmate. Before his friend could open his mouth, to dissuade him from sealing his fate. "I love you Hunk."

Lance's eyes water, and his throat tightens before he feels the plant's roots break past his lungs, constricting his heart, and the zinnia shoots up. The violet flower blooms in his mouth as the Blue Paladin falls onto the floor.

That day marks the death of a teenager, who is far from home. A teenager who fights in a war besides his closest allies. That day his allies grieved, and the one that his flower once blossomed for grows his own.

A love that was never ventured, so nothing was gained. Only heartbreak remains.

Seven went down to six, and then five.

That day marks the continuing reign of Emperor Zarkon, after he learns of the fallen Blue Paladin. He sends his commanders, the entire Galra fleet to capture the vulnerable Lions, and takes hold of his prize. The last Alteans are slaughtered, and the Paladins died beside their Lion's side in their vain effort to save the universe.

…

"And that my child is how Emperor Zarkon expanded our race to the rest of the universe without those blasted Paladins in the way." A Galran mother said, closing the story as her tired child closes his eyes, "The moral of the story is that love kills, and it does not conquer all like our human slaves say."

A/N: Happy April Fools!

So, right now I'm procrastinating before writing two essays and an outline due in two days. Awesome right?

Well a little thing about this AU. It's Hanahaki, which I either put in chapter 1 or never mentioned it. Don't remember, but I will repeat this later but I'll tell you guys something. If you are having like almost open buds and you confess to your infatuation and they say no, there is a rapid growth. You die within minutes, and I will express YOU DON'T DIE IF YOU CONFESS TO THE WRONG PERSON because that would be dumb. I needed a quick and dramatic way to write this down. Tootles.