I did that thing again where i write when im extremely tired. And i post before i read and fix stuff up. oh well. more Shiro and Keith chasing after lance. Will they ever figure things out? who knows? How dark am i going to make this fic? Even i don't know!


Lance rushed as quickly as he could getting his register counted down. He had no sales so he assumed the store standard was still in there so he could finish quicker. If he could go any faster he would. As it were he was already logging out of the system, grabbing his coat and waving goodbye to Coran. He didn't bother with his car. ' I'll call someone later. ' he told himself just trying to get to the bus stop. Lance went to check the schedule but as luck would have it he was just in time for the bus to arrive. Fare paid. Bus boarded. Serial killers stuck with an even more talkative employee then him. Now seated he begun listing in his head the things he needed to do..

'Ok. Go to apartment.

Get basic stuff.

Go to private cabin.

Call in vacation days.

Wait for them to think he skipped town.

God I hate to do that to coran after someone just quit but this this is could be very serious! I don't want to move yet. It's still too soon. Damnit. Why this gotta happen to me?' His mind raced with panic. He really just wanted to enjoy the time he had before his friends would notice him not aging...he had at least another 10, maybe 20 years if he's LUCKY before people would ask why he looks so young still. He hated that part. The lying. Saying he's had plastic surgery or saying he just takes that good care of his skin.. Then leaving before anyone can catch on. Starting over wasn't to rough. Lance had a system at this point. Make friends stay with them for a good 25-30 years. Move on then live in more or less solitude for a while before moving on and making new friends. Then after a while he'd try to find the reincarnations of some of them. It's worked so far! He's met a lot of people and he gets to re-meet them over and over again. It hit him then.

"I've never met Shiro or Keith before…" He thought aloud then. Usually he met the same people. After a certain point he kind of became bound to the ones he made a close connection with. It's why he sees Allura. And Hunk..and Coran and Pidge and Matt and Alfor and Lotor and and...so many more but never..never these two. Not in hundreds of years. Sure he made friends with new people who weren't reincarnations but he almost never meets them again after moving on. These two gave him that feeling though. The same one as all the others he knew. He wondered if in their next life time they'd be nicer.. After all some of his friends had past lives where they've hurt him as well.

He didn't know what was worse..that their first meeting was them killing him or that he wanted to meet them again. Lance didn't have too much time to follow that thought as his stop came. "Out of the bus and into the frying pan...that's how that saying goes right?" with a sigh he hurried to his apartment building and into his apartment. It wasn't safe to stay there since well serial killers tend to stalk their prey and if they knew where he worked they'd definitely know his apartment. Luckily they would not know about his cabin since it was before the city was built and he didn't sell that land to the city! He had a lot of cabins and houses to be honest. Over time just building them in places he's visited and liked staying at. Usually he rents apartments nowadays but his little homes are filled with the stuff he's collected. " i'm thinking to much about useless things. Point is they can't find me there. " Lance grabbed his suitcase. Shoving clothes, his electronics, various comfort items he both did and didn't need. He didn't want to anyone to figure out where he was going but he kind of didn't have a car right now. He did not have time to deal with a car dealership and ordering a rental to be driver wouldn't give him enough time to get away. Hell those two might already be finishing up if they even kept up the pretense of buying the damn tv. He felt more rushed now. Quick to leave the apartment either way. Best thing he could do was a shitty thing and hot wire a car. It would be easier to steal someone he at least knows car so he could pay them back later. Or borrow one…. Zethrid! She had a small car that was perfect. And she was always complaining about how much she hated it because of how small it was during book club!

Up one floor and 5 doors down he knocks. A Broad woman,muscular, hair pink and purple, and her arms covered in tattoos answers her door looking down at Lance. " Hi!" he gives a small wave. She only raises an eye brow before asking.

"What do you want?"

"ok so here's the deal. I'm in some trouble...nothing bad promise! I just maybe... I need...I need to borrow your car?"

"No."

"Wait wait wait! Please Zethy! I really need this! It's just for a week...maybeamonth..."

"What?! Look you can't just ask for my car Mr. 467."

"467 thats my...My name is Lance!… I don't call you by your apartment number Zethrid…..and pretty please?"

"I don't care. I need my car. As crappy as it is it gets me to my power lift competitions and to my girlfriend's. You are not taking my car." She moved to shut the door but Lance put his hand in the way.. His hand which was also holding….a large sum of money.

"Ok I'll buy it then! I didn't want to do this but here is 20,000. You can buy a bigger and better car. One worthy of your muscles! Please Zethy i'm honestly pretty desperate right now."

Her eyes narrowed at him. She grabbed the money confirming that it was real and counting it. One more glance down at his puppy dog eyes. " Never call me Zethy again if you want to live." She threw the keys at him and shut the door. Lance didn't care how rude she was he just fist pumped the air. Money always won. "Next book club meeting i'll make those lemon squares you love!" he yelled. He knew she loved them even if she never said it.

Now he could make his way out into the woods! Only this time he had the choice of going to the woods. His cabin. his safe haven. He made his way down to the garage and begun loading up the car. Sadly as he was loading up his new car he heard voices walking into the parking lot that he knew very well by now. He quickly hid in the back seat out of sight with the window slightly rolled down so he could hear them.

"Well His car is trashed and we know he doesn't have a second one. If we're lucky we can catch him while he's packing."

"Are we sure he's going to leave town though? He might just stay with a friend. I know he knows my boss.''

"That is a possibility Keith, but we can't confront him if he's staying at a friend's. To get to the bottom of whatever is happening we have to get him alone."

"I hate when you're right…Wish we could just kill him again and get it over with."

"Hey now don't pout. Once this is all over we'll -

Their voice got further and further away as they walked closer to the elevator. Lance only heard that part of their conversation. It made him feel more comfortable with his plan. He would be able to hide away and they would assume he left for good. Even so he might have to move apartments and change to a different place of work. But if he could avoid ever seeing those two again. He'd be ok with doing all of that. This was a lot of trouble. But he couldn't risk being experimented on. Whether by the goverment or just killed over and over again by people with sick twisted minds who should probably be locked away forever...he took in a deep breath and With new resolve he got in the driver's seat and took off.

He would be in his cabin by midnight at the latest.


Shiro had sent Keith out to wait in the car while he talked to their new...sales associate. " Hey Trish right?" She nodded " Look we know we want this television. We don't need to be sold on it. and can we have it delivered to our house?" His eye pleaded with her. " Sure! Gosh Coran is going to love me for making this sale! Suck it lance!" She giggled grabbing the scanner on her hip and getting the code. " Ok I'll ring this up at the register and take down your info!" He let her lead the way back. Despite how quick he was filling out their info and despite being in a sort of rush to catch this Lance he couldn't help but ask her. " so what's the deal with your coworker? Lance?"

"Oh him! Hmmm I dunno. He's very talkative! Super cute! All the girls love flirting with him. Some guys too. Never see him with anyone so I think he's single if that's why you're asking." she winked at him as if that was the definitive reason. He just chuckled and waved her off before finishing the last of the paperwork. " Thank you for helping me but I have really got to be going." Shiro took his receipt and got the hell out of dodge. When he got to the car he saw Keith in the driver's seat. "Just this once" he said handing over the keys to his car. He never let anyone touch this car. If it wasn't for the determination in Keith's eyes he wouldn't let him now either.

Keith was a speed demon on the road. He knew every single backroad and alley. The entire city and it's outskirts...hell maybe the entire state were mapped in that brain of his. He got them to the building's parking garage in record time. Shiro almost was thankful for once his boyfriend was a maniac on the road. Almost. "You are so lucky im the best cop in this town. Or you would have a mountain of tickets." he said as they exited the car.

Keith shot back "Yeah yeah. Dream on. You'd never catch me."

"Ha! You say that as if i haven't already. " Shiro smirked wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. If anyone saw them they wouldn't be too suspicious of a couple walking together.

"Maybe we'll catch him in the parking lot."

"Well His car is trashed and we know he doesn't have a second one. But If we're lucky we can catch him while he's still packing."

"Sooooo are we really sure he's going to leave town though? He might just stay with a friend. I know he knows my boss.''

"That is a possibility Keith, but we can't confront him if he's staying at a friend's. To get to the bottom of whatever is happening we have to get him alone."

"I hate when you're right…Wish we could just kill him again and get it over with." Keith pouted rubbing his head, though he was happy they were getting close to the elevator.

"Hey now don't pout. Once this is all over we'll have a romantic dinner. Pick a new victim. And the next one will hopefully not be nearly as much trouble. And next time...i'll get them first~"

Keith shoved Shiro into the elevator as it opened "As if! You'll never match my speed cop."

They both heard a car starting up, they didn't think anything of it at first more intent on heading to Lance's apartment. But the small voice in the back of their heads did think it was weird they didn't see anyone else in the parking lot. Up they went. " Apartment 467." Shiro stated when they reached their floor. Keith took the lead reading the numbers til he stood in front of the door. " Dammit" he stated as he easily opened the door. " It's unlocked." Both entered easily noting the disarray of the area. How it was throw apart. "How much of this is his average messy and how much is him rushing to get out of here before we came?" Keith had asked picking up a pair of discarded jeans before tossing them back down.

"Well I may not be a detective but i wouldn't need to be in order to tell you this screams left in a hurry. But it still seems new. He might not of left the building yet or gotten to far. No buses run right now. And I can track his card if i need to. Let's look around for any clues. If he does skip town altogether it will be harder to find him." They split up.

Shiro walked around looking around the apartment. He noticed that there weren't any family photos at all. There were only recent ones of his friends. He saw the owner of the store. A beautiful woman who looked way to refined to know a retail clerk. He knew Hunk from Keith's work but did not recognize the woman standing next to him and Lance. Hell the man even had a picture of his book club members but none of a mother or father or siblings not even of himself as a kid. " Either he really hates his family or something is wrong here.. What have you found Keith?"

Keith hadn't much luck either. A look at the apartment showed it was pretty surprisingly barebones. Sure the man had entertainment systems,dvd player,smart tv,playstation,xbox. etc. Even a full bookcase. but no real personal items. Unless he really packed them all in that short amount of time. Everything in his room was bare minimum of a room. His bedroom was as basic as could be. No fancy bed. It looked like a great quality one but he had no headboard or frame just let it sit on the factory frame. Side tables that looked like that came from a hotel. Closet obviously emptied of clothes bu there were no extra shoes. Or weird closet stuff. Keith had golf clubs he never used but he still had them, had unopened boxes from when he moved in with Shiro and hadn't fully unpacked.. Lance had nothing of the sort in his. He heard Shiro call for him and he walked back into the living room. " Nothing either. Like signs of living but not like he's been here for as long as we know he has. Whats going on here Shiro who is this man? "

Shiro just laughed and ran a hand through his hair pushing his white fringe back "You know. I don't know. But I'm kind of getting more curious now. You're the cryptid expert. Think he's an alien? " Keith shook his head, a fond smile on his lips " Come on if he was an alien he wouldn't need to pack his stuff. He'd just aduct us! Maybe he's a government cloning experiment. We just helped off the clones."

There was a knock at the door. They looked at each other, hesitant to answer. No one should know they were there especially when knowledge of Lance skipping town become known to his friends. A target would be painted on their backs. "He doesn't have a fire escape we'll have to wait til they leave." Keith whispered.

Another knock. " Mr 467? I need to speak with you about the money you gave me?...for my car? Hello?" the voice called out followed by another knock.

Shiro opened the door. " Hi! What's this about your car?" he showed his badge quickly not wanting her to actually know his name. But it was an easy way to get people to trust him.

"Argh I knew it. I knew it when he left so fast. That little shit. He got this money illegally didn't he? Darn and i was finally looking forward to getting a new car. Just take it. I don't want trouble with cops."

He smiled fondly pushing the money back at her " Whoa now. It's ok. He didn't steal money. We're looking for him for another reason. You keep that but tell us about your car...how long ago did he take it?"

She stared, a bit of suspicion in her eyes but nonetheless she replied "not to long I gave him the keys maybe 10 mins ago at most."

Shiro connect the dots that moment. " Your car wouldn't happen to be small and dark blue would it? " She nodded. " Fuck.. That's the car we saw leaving. We got to go before he gets away. Thank you for you help ma'am!" they ran past her to the elevator. Hoping to be able to find the car.

"Wait!" she called out just barely managing to catch them before the elevator doors shut. " It has a gps you can track it. Look don't...don't go to hard on the boy. He's actually a good man. And if you tell him I said that i'll kill you. " she wrote down the info they needed to get the gps tracking and let them go on their way. " Why do i have a bad feeling about this?" She just shook her head and waited for the other elevator to come down so she could go home.

They looked at each other after getting the information. "Maybe...this is our lucky day." Keith said. " you know..it pays to be a cop" Shiro laughed. They would get to the bottom of this mystery.