Lucky Silver Sun
Lucky Paladin

"How are we supposed to find him?"

Keith stood at the edge of the ledge overlooking the vast alien setting below them, noting the numerous amounts of places they would have to search for the older brother of the green paladin. Shiro's mouth twisted into a soft smile, knowing full well that Keith tended to look at the world in a very pessimistic manner, so he didn't worry.

At least that was until Lance, the paladin who tended to look at the world in a very optimistic manner spoke up. "You know, I hate to admit it, but Keith's actually right."

Shiro smiled at the two, before heading down into the vast city, letting the dust from the path travel up in the warm weather of that planet. "Come on. We won't know whether we can find Matt until we try."

Lance stared at his back, yet the sensation of the blue paladin doing this didn't faze him in the least. "Keith, are you sure Shiro's feeling okay?"

"I thought you weren't talking to me."

"Well?" The blue paladin pushed, rather loudly so Shiro could hear the conversation.

"I'm honestly confused as to why you're asking." Keith remained blunt, and to the point, as they traveled down the path.

"Why?" Shiro glanced back in time to see Lance's face twist up in an attempt to seem ultra-serious.

"Because Shiro's always like…" The blue paladin began to shake his finger. "Don't do this, don't do that, and do this!"

"He's not always like that."

"You! How do you know that!"

"Because…" Keith stopped speaking around this time, as Lance managed to shift the conversation to a personal place for the red paladin.

"Come on! This has to do with the fact he plays favorites with you! You're the prized genius of the garrison, who the previous genius took an interest in."

"Stow, it Lance." Shiro felt his mood changing, the worry of the losing the lucky feeling eating away at him. "You have no idea what you're talking about."

He turned to look at the other two paladins and noticed that Keith seemed upset, while Lance seemed confused. Then, the red paladin's cheeks puffed out, much, in the same manner, they did when Keith was younger. "Shiro! Seriously!" Shiro felt the red paladin brush by him. "You don't get it!" The older teen watched the other paladin as he continued down the path, turning to look at him. "And I'm so not speaking with you!"

"Wow." Lance's voice came from behind, remaining dry.

"Don't worry. Keith's never stayed mad at me very long."

"You really don't get it, do you?" The blue paladin let out a sigh. "Never mind. Let's find Pidge's brother. I actually feel lucky, considering the fact we were able to find you after a couple of weeks."

Shiro's eyes widened. "That long?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I feel lucky too."

A smile spread across Lance's face. "Does this mean we're having one of those macho bonding moments?"

"Um, no…" Shiro shook his head, continuing to smile. "We'd better catch up with Keith."

His suggestion didn't take long, as the red paladin wasn't that far ahead. A quick glance at Keith's facial features told Shiro that the red paladin was still angry at him. He could also hear Keith muttering under his breath about how they weren't going to find Matt. Lance simply smiled, off in his own world as he looked around the village. Suddenly, the blue paladin winked at one of the females, winking at them so that they giggled.

Shiro let out a disgusted groan but noted that there were quite a few types of aliens in the city. Keith continued to mutter, as the black paladin overheard the conversation of a research party coming in to gather supplies. Lance turned back to Shiro. "Maybe that research thingy…" The smile dropped from the blue paladin's face. "You know, maybe we won't be lucky. Keith's a hothead after all."

"Come on. I trusted Keith to lead Voltron, did I not."

"Seriously! I'm here Shiro! And I'm still pissed off at you for that!"

The black paladin stared at the other, the cogs in his mind taking in what Keith said regarding the leadership position. "Perhaps we need to talk later?"

"Talk! I told you earlier that we're not going to have a talk!" Keith's shoulders tensed up, before twisting around to head down an alleyway while Shiro took a deep breath.

"Yeah, we're so lucky Shiro. Keith's going to miss this…"

The black paladin glared at Lance, making the blue paladin swallow. He opened his mouth to say something about how Lance couldn't possibly know what it was like to have Keith's messed up life when someone called out from the alleyway indicating that someone had crashed into someone. Shiro took a deep breath, thinking his luck had indeed run out due to the red paladin suddenly losing it despite their conversations regarding Keith needing to keep his head and think things through.

Shiro headed down the alleyway with Lance following close behind. His lips twisted into a smile as Keith attempted to distract himself from the person he crashed into. The black paladin wasn't sure whether he should be worried or amused. Lance, however, seemed less than pleased. "Seriously! Keith, you've got to go and ruin everything for us."

"I probably should tell Keith off for letting his temper get the better of him." Shiro's lips pushed together, the good, lucky feeling starting to slip away. His mouth opened, only for the stranger to open their mouth to speak.

Only, they weren't a stranger. "Shiro? Keith?"

A smile spread across Shiro's face, a laugh escaping from his mouth at the sound of Matt's voice. One of his hands reached up to rub the back of his neck at the lucky coincidence as Keith managed to stagger to his feet. Matt stood up, throwing his hood away revealing a face which was similar to Pidge's. A chuckle escaped Shiro's lips instead of a lecture. "Wow. What a lucky coincidence."

His amusement grew as a smile spread across Matt's face as his friend suddenly latched onto the red paladin, hugging him. "It's nice to see you, buddy."

Keith's facial features twisted into utter shock, his voice straining at the sudden discomfort. "Shiro! Make Matt stop hugging me!"

Lance, on the other hand, burst into laughter, falling over as the sound burst from his lungs. Shiro's smile deepened. Matt was the same age as him, but smaller than the red paladin. "Sorry, but no."

"Shiro! You're evil!"

"I know." A soft laugh escaped his lips. "But very, very lucky buddy."