The eleventh day of Keith Gen-Uary. I do not own Voltron, but this is cannon!

Regris

Keith raised his blade which grew into a sword instantly. He waited for the galra to strike. They have done this so many times that Keith thought he might've just learned his tactics. The two stared at each other. The ghoulish mask eyeing him curiously. He waited for Keith's move. Great. Keith decided it was now or never, and darted forward, sword at the ready. Regris stood still, waiting for him. As soon as Keith was close enough, he ducked out of Regris' strike. His sword sliced at the shoulder of the armor but only grazed the edge as Regris bumped him with the hilt of his sword. He grabbed Keith's wrist and twisted.

Keith let out a pained scream and started to pant.

Kolivan spoke over the speakers, "That's it for the day."

Regris let go of Keith's wrist, making him fall to the ground. Keith pushed himself onto his back and rubbed at his wrist. "You take this training thing very seriously, Regris."

The galra shrugged, heading over to a cooler in the side of the room. After rummaging around for a bit, he came back and gave him a water pouch. Keith sat up and took the water from him. "Thanks," he said as Regris sat down on the ground. It was a normal day of Marmora training. Keith also saw this as an escape from being a leader. Maybe if he did it enough times, Shiro would rebond with the black lion. That sent a chill of hopefulness down Keith's spine.

"We have a mission coming up," Regris broke the silence, looking up from a galran device. "Kolivan wants to know if you want to join in on it. Otherwise, he can choose a different Blade for the job."

Keith looked up at Regris, "What kind of mission?"

"Infiltration mission," Regris replied. "An underwater galran base. There has been a couple of shippings to the certain location. A ship is ready but Kolivan needs someone else to accompany us. He wanted to know if you would take it."

Keith considered the mission, "Well, yeah. Of course. There isn't really anything for Voltron but parades. I guess I can make an exception for one mission."

"Alright, if you are so sure," Regris raised the device back to eye level. Keith took another gulp of water before he got off the ground and laid it back in the cooler. When he turned around, Regris was waiting for him at the main doors. Keith hurried over to his side and they both exited the training room.

"So, when is this mission?" Keith questioned.

Regris shrugged, "I don't know. I'm about to ask Kolivan if you want to join me."

"And talk to the Big Boss? Yeah, why not," Keith said, putting a bit of a spring to his step.

Regris shook his head, his tail swinging in disappointment. "You're not acting your age. What made you so jolly?"

Keith stopped and crossed his arms, "Aren't I allowed to be happy?"

Regris groaned, "Yes. Yes, you can be happy. But don't be so upright jolly that you are jumping about the base like a schoolgirl." He continued his way down the hall. Keith glowered after him.

"I am not 'jumping about the base like a schoolgirl'!" Keith defended, hurrying to catch up with Regris again.

"Yes you are," Regris replied. "If we made the walls out of mirrors, you would be as embarrassed as I am."

Keith smirked at him, "Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?"

"Have you seen your size?"

Keith's smirk dropped, "Because I'm short!"

"You're the size of a galra twelve-year-old, Keith," Regris said honestly. "Face it, you are very small."

Keith pouted, "Just because I'm not a husky full grown galra, doesn't mean I am small. I am considered quite tall for the average human."

Regris eyed him for a moment before shaking his head, "Nah. I've seen that Hunk friend of yours, you are just small in general."

Keith groaned, "Can we not talk about my height all the way there?"

Regris nodded. "Sure. But what do you think the others talk about when you are around the base?"

Keith's eyes widened. "Are you messing with me? Or are the others talking behind my back?"

"The half breeds here are taller than you, Keith," Regris replied matter-of-factly.

Keith huffed, "Doesn't make it any better." The two of them continued their walk in silence. Every galra they passed, Keith eyed a bit suspicious. He kept wondering, Do they? As he walked past. It probably made him look slightly insane.

After a quick talk with Kolivan, Regris and Keith got everything they needed to know. Keith sat down on Regris' bed without permission. "Quiznack! That's a lot to process."

Regris took in Keith's position before turning his back to his monitor. "Mmmhmm."

Keith pouted at him and fell down onto his back. "You're just gonna ignore me?"

"Yup," Regris replied from his space in front of the desk. Keith shrugged and pushed into a more comfortable position on the bed. He looked up at the ceiling and counted the cracks. When he got to seventy-four, Regris spoke up again. "You're just gonna hang around here."

"Mmmhmm," Keith replied. "It's not like I need to go back to the Castle yet. The mission is in two quintants. There's enough time." He turned to face Regris. "Besides, I told you. Voltron doesn't do much these days. It's a rare occasion to start fighting galra cruisers. They'll notify me if something like that happens." He fished out a device from his pocket. "It's why I have this thing."

Regris eyed the thing with interest, but only for a second before he looked down at the screens again. "You are really content with annoying me, aren't you?"

Keith laughed, shoving the device back into his pocket.

XXX

Keith grunted as he pushed the door open with his blade. He looked back at Regris. "There's not enough time. Come on!"

"Just a few more ticks," Regris said, his back turned.

Keith felt fear close around him. Suffocating him. He lost so many people in his life. He can't lose Regris too. He shot toward the half-galra, but felt Kolivan's arm wrap around his waist. He pulled him down the hallway, away from the door. Keith struggled against the grip on his throat. "Regris! No!"

BOOM!