Author's Note: I haven't done a whole lot with Lance lately… That's a crime. So here we go, some implied Klance here and this one's a bit short but sweet. I own nothing.

The Blue World

Kathy was heading back to her room from the training room where she'd been duking it out with the training bot for a while when she heard someone sobbing. She turned, running the towel through her hair, ridding it of sweat as she stepped quietly towards the sound. She stepped up to an open doorway in complete silence, she was good at moving without being noticed. A large hologram was being projected in the middle of the room. A planet spinning quietly in space, a lone moon slowly circling it as continents lazily made their way past the lone figure sitting in a puddle of blankets on the floor in front of the hologram. She was going to leave, she knew she would want to be alone with her tears if it were her, but it wasn't and something in her told her to stay, to help.

So instead of leaving she crept into the room, still silent as a shadow. She finally recognized the figure and felt a tug at her heartstrings. It was Lance, staring up at the hologram, tears spilling down his face. She knew that look, she'd often worn it when she was younger, the ripe old age of twelve, sent off with one of her uncles on an information gathering mission, unsure she would ever see home again, not sure it would even be there when she got back. Homesickness. She stepped forwards again this time letting herself make the barest of noises. Lance started looking around scrubbing at his face, he tried to smile.

"Kathy! I thought you were in the training room." He reached forwards to turn off the hologram but Kathy put her hand on his, stopping him. Instead of paying attention to his tears she looked at the world he'd been watching.

"It's beautiful. I've never seen it before." Her diverted attention allowed Lance to clean off his tears to his satisfaction. He smiled slightly.

"I didn't know you were interested in Earth." Kathy's smile was melancholy. Of course Lance wouldn't remember he'd been in a healing pod.

"According to the computers, my father was from Earth." Lance stared at her for a moment then laughed slightly.

"Seriously?" She nodded, eyes still on the planet. That sobered Lance up slightly.

"Did you know?" Kathy shook her head.

"No. I never knew much about my father. My mother went out on a mission when I was about a year old and never came back. All I have left of her is a knife. She brought one thing back from my father's world." Kathy said fingering her red white and yellow half jacket. "My uncles say that she said it belonged to him when he was young. It's all I have of his world." Lance leaned forwards.

"Can I see?" Kathy nodded shrugging off her jacket and handing it to him. He looked at the worn and nearly unreadable tag that still rested at the neck. He faintly made out the words, 'Made In China.' He laughed, handing her back her jacket. She folded it in her lap and finally made eye contact with him.

"Will you tell me about it? About Earth?" Lance smiled and nodded.

"Well I'm from a place called Cuba."

It was dinnertime and no one could seem to find Lance or Kathy. Shiro frowned and set out in search for them, food goo might taste the same hot or cold but still it was odd for the half Galra to not be on time for something. He had passed the training room, empty of its usual occupant. He was beginning to get concerned when he heard a familiar laugh waft through an open side door. He peeked into the room and saw Lance gesturing widely.

"You seriously can't have never been to a beach!" Kathy snorted.

"Of course I've been to a beach, just not a blue one. And I really don't understand this whole surfing concept. What is the point of riding a wave on a board that cannot support one long distance?" Lance laughed.

"The point is fun, the rush of adrenaline you get from surviving riding a wave that's a hundred feet high. Then drinking something sweet out of a coconut with an umbrella in it." Kathy nodded slightly she could understand that.

"Ok but what is a coconut? And why would you put an umbrella in one?" Lance grinned and began to describe various Earth beverages. Shiro slipped off, they would show up at dinner sooner or later, it sounded like Lance was having a blast describing Earth to their friend, maybe that's what they both needed right now. Lance had been missing home for some time and Kathy had clearly not known how to ask about a home she'd never had, it was a hell of a compromise and good for both of them. He whistled to himself as he walked away.