Hey everyone. Bell again. For some reason, the wrong story was mixed up "U got it Bad." I don't know exactly how, but it was and I am going to fix it. I will also try to fix the fact that this one came out as one big paragraph and I apologize for it BIG TIME! I am in the mists of trying to fix it. So, PLEASE, PLEASE, if you have any suggestions or know how to fix this problem, let me know ASAP and I'll see what I can do about it. Also, I am literally just starting my chapter fic (it took me about six months to write up my outline—only because I lost my original and my character analysis). So, get on my case about that one. I am also trying to write a raunchier short fic. It won't be outrageously raunchy, but let's just say that the two characters will be a lot more . . . . "outgoing" about their feelings for each other. Enjoy! Bell ***************************** Keith casually walked into the house him and Lance shared for the past two-and-a-half months since they left Arus. His heart hurt that the thought of Arus. He had to leave his one true home behind. As he walked into the kitchen, he found a note from Lance saying he had left to do a couple of errands and would be late. Keith sighed, placing the note back on the island and continued walking to the living room. It was the one place where there were pictures of the Voltron Force and Allura. He sat down, turning on the TV. He was too distracted by the picture that sat on the table, next to the floor lamp. It was of Allura and himself. Oh, no, no, no, no, no... When you feel it in your bodyYou found somebody who makes you change your waysLike hanging with your crewSaid you act like you're readyBut you don't really knowAnd everything in your past - you wanna let it go Ever since they had gotten home, he couldn't help but feel the emptiness . . . the void that seemed to disappear when they were back on Arus. Keith knew it had to deal with what Allura had over him, but he couldn't say rather or not he really felt like this was love. He never felt love before, but yet, never felt like this with what few girlfriends he did have. I've been there, done it, humped aroundAfter all that - this is what I foundNobody wants to be aloneIf you're touched by the words in this songThen baby... Keith picked up the picture of Allura and himself. It was taking when they had came home from finally destroying Plant Doom. Lotor was killed in the heat of battle and everyone else was either dead or in custody of the GG. The entire population of Arus had come to greet the Force and the Princess, which seemed to be a lot at the time, but probably only a couple thousand. Keith studied the look on his own face on the picture. He had been watching the Princess greet her beloved citizens. Despite the fact that she had a broken ankle, endless bruises, countless scratches, and dirt and sweat plastered across her face and body, Allura wore one of the biggest grins he ever saw on the petite girl. Just as he looked away, he caught something in his eyes . . . Something that hinted at something more than just a friendship. Could it be? Could Lance really have been right about this? . . . . . U got, u got it badWhen you're on the phoneHang up and you call right backU got, u got it badIf you miss a day without your friendYour whole life's off trackYou know you got it bad when you're stuck in the houseYou don't wanna have funIt's all you think aboutU got it bad when you're out with someoneBut you keep on thinkin' bout somebody elseU got it bad Keith looked away, afraid of what he had just discovered. His eyes wondered from the TV, to the bookcase, and finally, to the coffee table. There, rested an opened letter addressed to himself and another letter in Lance's handwriting. He grabbed the first letter and read. When you say that you love 'emAnd you really knowEverything that used to matter, don't matter no moreLike my money, all my cars(You can have it all back)Flowers, cards and candy(I do it just cause I'm...) Keith froze. Not only did he just find out about his own feeling about Allura, but Allura also returned the feelings. His eyes flashed of guilt and yet, hope. Wait, why would have this already been opened . . . . Not . . . Not unless Lance had something to do with this . . . Said I'm fortunate to have you girlI want you to knowI really adore youAll my people who know what's going onLook at your mate, help me sing my songTell her I'm your man, you're my girlI'm gonna tell it to the whole wide worldLadies say I'm your girl, you're my manPromise to love you the best I can Keith snatched up the next letter and read it. It was definitely Lance's handwriting, however close to his own. Keith's ears fumed with smoke as he finished the letter. He tried to rationalize this out. While Lance was quite smart of doing this around his back, Keith couldn't help but think that he should have written it himself, even if he took forever to realize his feelings for her. Maybe I could go to the post office and tell them the letter should have never been sent. Keith checked the date. It was dated a week ago. Damn, it's already there. See I've been there, done it, humped aroundAfter all that - this is what I foundEveryone of y'all are just like meIt's too bad that you can't seeThat you got it bad...hey But I think I'm gonna call Allura. She deserves at least that much. . . . U got, u got it badWhen you're on the phoneHang up and you call right backU got, u got it badIf you miss a day without your friendYour whole life's off trackYou know you got it bad when you're stuck in the houseYou don't wanna have funIt's all you think aboutU got it bad when you're out with someoneBut you keep on thinkin' bout somebody elseU got it bad When Lance came home from the post office with the mail, he found Keith talking to Allura on the phone. Damn! He found the letters! Lance tried to carefully tiptoe around Keith but Keith caught his ankle. Lance soon found himself being sat on by Keith. Lance soon found himself listening in on Keith's conversation. "I love you, too, Allura," Lance heard Keith say. U got, u got it badWhen you're on the phoneHang up and you call right backU got, u got it badIf you miss a day without your friendYour whole life's off trackYou know you got it bad when you're stuck in the houseYou don't wanna have funIt's all you think aboutU got it bad when you're out with someoneBut you keep on thinkin' bout somebody elseU got it bad
Lance smiled his cocky grin.