Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Voltron characters. This is a "for fun only" story.

Setting & Rating: Takes place sometime during the Go Lion original series. Rating of Teen but hardly even that as it's very mild.

Author's Notes: This completes this particular story. I thought the way this one ended brought a satisfactory conclusion to the events. I have already started on a sequel so if you want to know what happens next, be on the watch for it in a few weeks. Thanks for the kind comments! I like for Allura to be strong and vulnerable and well, I kinda like Keith to be the same. :-) Thanks again!

Chapter Seven: Valentine's Day

Keith had been edgy all day. Tonight was his dinner with Allura. He shouldn't be so concerned, they were just having dinner in the dining hall like usual. The only difference is the other guys wouldn't be there. Burying himself in work for the afternoon, he didn't notice that the team didn't ask or tease him about having a date or not having a date for Valentine's. He would have found that very suspicious if he wasn't so anxious about the evening.

Keith glanced one more time in the mirror. True, it wasn't a date, but wearing his red flight suit just didn't seem appropriate for a meal and discussion of this importance. The black slacks and white dress shirt weren't his typical style, but when you're having a Valentine's meal with a princess that you're trying to apologize to, well, sometimes you have to do a little more. He was just leaving his room when his com badge buzzed.

"Keith here."

"Keith, it's Allura. There's been a change in the location of dinner. I've had it moved to the balcony overlooking Castle Lake. Now before you object, let me explain. I thought with the topics we will be discussing, it would be best not to have too many ears around."

After only a slight pause, Keith responded, "Agreed. I'm on my way."

Allura smiled. Everything was going well. She could hear the displeasure in his voice at the location change. Keith liked being in charge and in control, and at the moment he was neither.

Keith arrived at the balcony and saw that everything for the meal was already there. There wouldn't be any maids or waiters needed to serve anything, they would be alone. He would have to hold his decision on whether this was a good thing or a bad thing until later. What did concern him slightly were the candles that were burning on the table. They made everything look …romantic.

The moonlight reflecting off the lake drew him to the balcony rail and he smiled as he looked toward Black Lion. The glass shield was still down. He wished they could have it up so they could feel the breeze, but the temperatures were a little cool. A sound behind him drew his attention and he turned around. His breath caught in his throat as he looked her up and down. She was wearing a dress he had never seen before. Actually, he had never seen so much of her since the time she wore that bikini. The dress had a halter-type top and was made of a clingy, sparkly blue material. He didn't know what it was called, but it clung to her curves and drew his eyes down to where the fabric stopped a couple of inches above her knees. His eyes continued down her shapely legs to see her feet encased in some silver high heels. With her hair loose around her shoulders, she was stunning. He was also confused. This dress didn't seem right for the occasion. It seemed more like a dress for… a Valentine's date.

When Allura stepped onto the balcony, she saw Keith silhouetted by the moonlight. Beyond him she could see his Black Lion. How alike they both were and her feelings of being protector by him came bubbling up in her heart. He would always protect her. She knew this with every fiber of her being.

She brought her thoughts back to the meal and her plan. Her excitement and nervousness grew as she anticipated his reaction to her dress and when he turned around, she wasn't disappointed. A blush crept into her cheeks as his gaze slowly travelled up and down her body. She could also feel the heat between them already, she just had to close the distance.

"Princess-"

"Allura. Tonight, call me Allura."

Keith continued as though he hadn't heard. "Princess, I don't understand all this."

Allura thought she detected a note of fear in his voice, something she didn't hear often from the Commander. She knew that she had thrown him completely off-balance and that everything about the way things looked on the balcony shouted, no, screamed, ROMANTIC DATE! This wasn't at all what he was expecting and it was time she let him in on what was going on.

Allura walked over to Keith and stopped about two feet away so that they could easily look each other in the eye. This was important. He needed to see her sincerity. As she walked, she thought about how handsome he looked in such simple clothes; she had bought these clothes for the boys awhile back but they just didn't wear them often. The clothes were tailored well, and showed off Keith's broad shoulders and narrow waist. Even though the clothes weren't fitted, you could tell he was muscular. She had to break those thoughts off as her blush increased. When she stopped, she took a moment to draw a deep breath and start her confession.

"I know that you thought tonight was about us discussing your "inappropriate behavior." He nodded. "But you are wrong; I need to apologize for MY inappropriate behavior."

"Prin- Allura, you're not making any sense. I'm the one who kissed you and… and…" Keith stopped as he didn't know how to describe how he had embraced her and deepened the kiss. He wanted to look away from her eyes, but they held his in place.

"Keith, Lance did not put the mistletoe above your door. I did."

He continued to stare at her, not comprehending. "I don't understand. Why would you do that?"

Allura knew now that she was going to have to spell it out for him. She didn't break eye contact but continued, "Because you had avoided kissing me, and I learned that you had kissed Nanny twice. I didn't think it was fair that Nanny got to kiss the man that I wanted to kiss; the man who consistently went out of his way to avoid kissing me under the mistletoe."

The shields that had been in place behind Keith's eyes ever since the day of the kiss were beginning to lift as understanding started to take hold in his mind. "You wanted me to kiss you? You put the mistletoe over the door? You ignored my summons to enter so I'd come to the door?"

She had said a soft, "Yes," after each of his questions. Keith's eyes continued to stay locked with hers, but she knew he had closed the distance between them so that she had to look up at him.

His voice was quiet and husky as he asked the most important question to him. "Allura, was the kiss a 'big deal'?

This was it, the statement she had made that she knew hurt him the most. This was finally her chance to make it right with him. To make it right for both of them. She kept her eyes locked on his now vulnerable dark eyes as she put her hands on his chest and slid them up his body. She could feel his muscles tense and the heat that was coming from him. His eyes finally broke from hers as he looked down to her hands as she touched him and he drew in a sharp breath. His eyes quickly returned to hers as her arms found their way around his neck and her fingers weaved through his raven black hair. She still hadn't answered him, but as she pulled his face down to hers and their lips were only a breath apart, she whispered, "Yes."

He had managed to keep his arms at his side until this point, but now he felt free to return the embrace that Allura was offering. This time as their lips met, they both knew what they wanted. Allura still had both hands entwined in Keith's thick hair, not willing to let go. She let out a soft moan as Keith deepened the kiss and she felt his hand on her bare back. Where he touched her felt on fire but she didn't want it to stop, she wanted to be consumed by it.

As Keith pulled back from the kiss, Allura moved with him, prolonging the kiss for a moment longer. Their arms remained around each other as they gazed into each other's eyes. Keith brought a hand to Allura's face, tracing her jaw line from her ear down to her chin and then tracing across her swollen lips. He was looking at his finger on her lips as he said, "Well, my Princess, if you have any royal commands, I think I'm willing to follow them."

Gone was the self-recriminating look that he had been displaying so long. Gone was the pain and doubt. Allura felt a peace within herself. She just wished that she had found the courage to do this sooner so that he would not have hurt for so long.

With a mischievous twinkle in her eye she replied, "As the Princess of Arus, I command you to kiss me until I'm breathless."

As he leaned in to her lips again, he stopped just before touching them. She could feel his breath on her lips, "I am yours to command, Your Highness."

Ah, breathless could be a VERY good thing…