A/N: Last chapter! Thank you to everyone who's stuck with this odd little piece of the Voltron universe, esp. Harmony Winters and UsagiRyu who always encourage me.
Three months later, Keith and Jeff stood before the Archbishop of Arus, surrounded by their teammates and friends, including the Vehicle Force, who had shown up the day before much to everyone's surprise. Both of them wore the dark blue dress uniform of the Arusian Defense Force, and Keith wore his katana at his side. At the Archbishop's direction, they joined hands and faced each other to recite their vows.
"My beloved Keith." Jeff was proud of the fact that his voice only wavered slightly. "You are my right arm, and the reason I wake up every morning. I will not promise to love you forever; forever is for poets and dreamers, and is not promised to men like us. I will promise that whatever time is granted to me is yours, and when I must leave this world, know that I will do so loving you." He slipped a platinum band onto Keith's left hand.
"Jeff, my heart." The usually rock-steady Commander was trembling. "As long as there is breath in my body, I will love you in this world, and I will carry that love with me to the worlds beyond. You are my heart and soul, the very light of my life." His shaking hands caused him to drop Jeff's ring, but Lance scooped it up and handed it back to him with a grin. Blushing furiously, he slid the ring onto Jeff's finger.
The Archbishop held his hands over Keith and Jeff's joined ones. "May the Goddess bless your love and watch over you in the years to come. It is my privilege to pronounce you married. You may kiss." Jeff grabbed Keith and kissed him passionately, to the applause and catcalls of their friends.
Later, at the reception, Marshal Kennison approached Keith and Jeff. "Congratulations, gentlemen. I am sorry that Marshal Graham made the start of your lives together so difficult, but you have the best wishes of Galaxy Garrison and myself for your future. Should there ever be a need, call. Arus has the full military backing of Galaxy Garrison." He shook each of their hands, then moved off with a smile.
Jeff looked at Keith. "My God, we did it. We're actually married. Have I told you I love you, Commander Dukane-Kogane?"
Keith kissed him. "Not lately, Lt. Commander Dukane-Kogane. But I'll let it slip."
Sven walked up to them and cleared his throat; the newlyweds turned to face him with identical grins. "Vell, dat vas a heck of a show," the Norwegian grinned. "Ve've had bets on how long it vould take you two."
"Who won?" Jeff asked curiously.
Sven shrugged. "Who alvays vins vhen ve gamble?"
"Lance," Keith and Jeff said simultaneously. At the sound of his name, Lance turned from his conversation with Allura and waved. "He does have the damndest luck," Jeff said enviously.
"He has to, the way he flies," Keith answered dryly. "So, tell us, Sven; how's your command going? It seems to agree with you."
Sven smiled. "It is very good. Vhat I alvays vanted, exploring de Galaxy, looking for new vorlds, vit de occasional Drule head to crack for entertainment." He paused and looked back over at Lance. "Vell now, isn't dat interesting?" he said softly. "I tink de Academy playboy may be ready to settle down."
Keith and Jeff turned to look. Lance was sitting next to the Princess of Arus, holding her hands and talking to her earnestly. Keith stiffened. "I'll have to talk to him; she's not one of his conquests!" He started in that direction, but was stopped by his husband's hand on his arm.
"Leave it alone, koibito. If he was looking to make a conquest, they'd be halfway to his bedroom by now." Jeff looked thoughtful. "I think our Lance just may be onto something serious; I just hope he's ready for it."
"Hmm. I guess even Lance has to grow up." Keith relaxed, then stiffened again as the alarm went off. "We're under attack; let's go team!"
"Vait." Keith turned and looked at Sven, who was gesturing to round up his own team. "You are not going out fighting on your vedding day. Ve have dis." The fifteen members of the vehicle force ran from the ballroom, leaving Keith's team with jaws gaping.
"Keith, can they beat Zarkon?" Allura walked up to join them; it didn't escape Keith's notice that she was on Lance's arm.
"If anyone besides us can, Princess, they can." And sure enough, as they watched, Sven's team made the same quick work of the Doom forces that they would have themselves.
The Vehicle force returned to rousing applause from the Lion team and the other guests, and the party went on into the late hours of the night. As it began to break up, with Sven ordering his team back to the Explorer for an early departure, Keith and Jeff approached Lance. "What's going on with you and the Princess?" Jeff asked for both of them.
Lance looked at them with a rare, real smile. "She's a nice girl; we're getting to know each other better. What, you two think you've cornered the market on romance here? Not a chance." He tossed off a salute, then went over and offered his arm to Allura to escort her to her rooms.
Jeff snuggled into Keith. "Let's go to bed, koibito. I think we've had enough excitement for one night, and it's back to business tomorrow."
Keith grinned down at him. "Yup, but first—the wedding night!" He picked Jeff up and carried him out of the ballroom to the laughter and applause of their teammates. Finally, they were together forever.