AN (pre-chapter) - You can Google what each of the masks look like. For some reason it's not saving the web address I'm putting in. Google "_ masquerade mask" and fill the blank in with each persons type.

Keith's mask is "Swan".
Lance's is "Majestic".
Hunk's is "Extravagant".
Pidge's is "Sexy".
Shiro's is "Luxury".
Allura's is "Princess".
Rover's is "Angel".
And Shay's is "Beautiful".

Hunk, Pidge, Allura, Rover, and Shay do not make an appearance in this part, sorry! It's focused on Lance and Keith meeting at this party. And yes, it's a Halloween Masquerade party. This is Pt. 2 of the Halloween Chapter.

I do not own Voltron or the characters, and I made up names for Lance's family.

ENJOY AND HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Pt. 2 The Dance (Keith's POV)

Everyone's dancing. 'I'm glad they're liking my music.' "Of course they like your music! You're an amazing DJ for your age, which is why Shiro refuses to hire a DJ." Red purrs affectionately. I had her change into a red hair tie to keep my hair up while I'm DJing. "And there's a tall, lanky brunette who keeps staring at you." 'Very funny Red. One, he's been grinding on everyone here. Second, I have a Soulmate.' I motion towards my arms where our most recent conversation from during Calculus is sitting. We're all wearing masks, so I'm not afraid to leave our conversation in the open. "Hey, DJ Raven. Go have some fun." I look to Shiro, and nod, knowing it's useless to argue. So I hop down, letting Shiro take over with Black, and head to get something to drink. As I'm pouring my drink, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn and see aforementioned brunette, and he's grinning from ear to ear. "Hey, you're a pretty good DJ, mi amor." I choke, "W-what?"

"I know it's you, look!" he shows his arms, so the forearm facing up. He has the exact same writing on his arms as me. I mimic him, and he grabs my wrists. I feel a tingling sensation on the back of my shoulders, but ignore it. He lets go before holding a hand out to me.

"Will you dance, mi amor?"
I hesitate, looking between his face and his hand. He doesn't seem like the same person he was 5 minutes ago, "Uh… I'm not very good at it. I'll stick with DJing." I look anywhere but his face.

"C'mon. Please? When will we get a chance to do this again? No revealing identities, just dancing." He looks down at me, his eyes relaxed, his smile pure. I huff, "Fine. But no grinding or I swear to God, I will never talk to you again." "Deal." As soon as my hand is in his, he pulls me to the dance floor. We dance through a few songs, go and get something to drink, and we're barely getting into the next dance when it shifts to a slow song. I turn my head to glare at Shiro and he gives me a thumbs up. I feel someone put their hands on my waist and am about to snap at them when I realize it's just my soulmate. "Um..what are you doing?" "It's a slow dance, K. Put your hands up around my neck, loosely." I carefully reach up, resting my hands at the base of his neck in the back. "Where did 'K' come from?" "Well, it's your first initial, right? Unless you'd rather 'mi amor' all night?" "No, K is fine, L." He smiles his bright yet relaxed smile. "So, want to get to know each other? I mean, this time we don't have to take up skin for it." I feel some heat rise to my cheeks. 'Was there alcohol in that?' Red purrs, but it sounds like laughing, "Because Shiro would totally put alcohol in a high school dance punch." 'Oh, shush.' "Well, what do you say?" I refocus on L, "Right. Uh...sure." "Awesome. What do you do in your free time? Other than talk to me?"'Is it really okay to tell him?' "Well, since you're not part of any clubs at school, as long as you don't mention the Dojo downstairs, it'll be fine." "Uh… I'm a world renowned champion in both Martial Arts and Kickboxing. I play soccer. I'm an amateur artist. I teach-"

"Wait! You play soccer?"

"What? Uh...yea. Why?"

"Are you part of the school's soccer team?"

"What?" 'Shit. This is bad. Very bad.' "Uh...no. I'm not really a team player. I...uh...used to play when I was younger. When I said I play, I meant I used to play. Now the most I do is kick a ball around at the park with my brother." I ramble off quickly.

"Oh." he replies, looking away. He sounded... disappointed?

"What about you? What do you do in your free time?" He smiles that bright smile, and I can feel the happiness through our bond, and I realize I'm in love with his smile.

"I swim, dance, and play soccer."

"Wait, I could see swimming and soccer, but dancing?" I can't help the snort that leaves my lips.
"Hey now, I'll have you know that I'm a very talented dancer." he replies, a fake sense of hurt in his voice.

"Right, right. I believe you, really, I do. It's just that soccer and dancing are different. And I don't consider grinding as dancing" I laugh and I feel L stop our previous swaying and panic. "L? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I just… they're so different and I ju-"

"Can I kiss you?"

"What?"

"Sorry, too forward? Just… your laugh is amazing and I realize that even if we met before we found out we were soulmates, I would still be in love with you, and I just rea-" I cut him off and close the distance, kissing him. "No. You just caught me by surprise by asking. I've had a lot of girls just come up and try to kiss me, so I was caught off guard when you asked." He smiles, "Can we do it again?" I nod and this time he closes the distance. The music screeches, breaking us apart to look up at the DJ booth. The static sound of a microphone comes to life, then Shiro speaks. "DJ Raven, you are requested to the DJ Booth." I grumble, my hands falling to my side, "You have to go, don't you?" L takes my hand looking down at our feet. "Yea. Sorry, love." I begin to walk away, but he pulls me back, putting a quick peck on my lips before disappearing into the crowd. I had a smile on my face the rest of the night.

~Timeskip to when Lance gets home, Pidge and Hunk spending the night at his place. Lance's POV~

"I kissed him. I actually kissed him." I flop onto my bed. With the older kids moving out, we finally got mattresses. Much more comfortable than the hammock. "From what you described, he kissed you first." Pidge replies, flopping onto a beanbag. "Eh. Little details. The point is… we talked! I know what he does for activities! And we -"

"Kissed. We know." Hunk and Pidge reply in unison. "Now go to sleep, Lance." Hunk scolds. I fall asleep happy, a small tingle in the back of my mind telling me DJ Raven is too.

AN (post-chapter) - Bam! I hope you liked it. I guess when it gets put onto here, it seems shorter. I don't know when I'll upload another one, but I will for sure be uploading one on November 23, which is Thanksgiving here in America. Thanks for reading!