I've actually had this written for months but I felt it was too short to post alone but I'm doing it anyway. I originally wanted to put another scene in it but I'm putting it in the next chapter. If you guys have any suggestions, I'll work on them and try to get them up soon. I've got one of Lance and Hunk I'm writing based off of one of the suggestion/requests someone commented and that will be up soon too. This is unedited so let me know if there are any mistakes. The idea for this came up out of me just wanting a sleepy time thing.

One more thing, I meant to say Keith's paternal grandfather had immigrated from Japan and met his wife, a southern belle, in America and the mother's father was a foreigner living in Japan where he met his wife and had the mama (they still moved when mama was thirteen). That's why both the parent's are half Japanese and why Keith is also technically half too. I said two contradictory things last chapter.

Enjoy

Keith was supposed to be asleep right now. He knew that he had to be up early tomorrow but he just couldn't sleep. "Shiro!" He whispered, sitting up to look at him from his spot at the foot of the bed. He nudged his shoulder with his foot. "Shiro, wake up!"

Shiro only shifted in his sleep. Keith made a growling noise in the back of his throat. "Shiro, I can't sleep!" He kicked his foot out again, only this time stronger.

"Ow! Keith what was that for?" Shiro grumbled, sitting up himself.

Keith crossed his arms. "What if when we get there, they don't think I'm good enough to join?"

Shiro huffed, rubbing at his shoulder before sitting up to look at Keith. "It doesn't matter what they think as long as you prove them wrong. You'll be great at it, I just know it."

Keith nodded and looked down at the dark blue rocket ship blanket in his lap. He was staying the night at Shiro's because tomorrow morning he had his first martial arts lesson. Shiro had started two months ago and loved it so Keith had begged his father to let him take lessons too. Eventually Papa Kogane had relented and signed him up after sitting in on a class.

Shiro gripped Keith's hand and Keith looked up at him. "I'll be right there with you, I promise."

Keith glared at him for a beat before biting the insides of his cheeks and crawling towards him. "If you break your promise, you'll be sorry."

Shiro giggled sleepily before hugging Keith and flopping back onto his pillow. "Okay, got it. Now can we sleep?"

Keith shook his head, kicking at the blankets Shiro tried to put on him. "Not yet."

"Why not?" Shiro whined.

Keith was silent and contemplated telling him.

"Keith if you wet the bed again, I'm making you sleep on the floor."

Keith squeaked indignantly. "I did not!" He shoved himself away from Shiro and turned to face the other side of the room where the window was that looked into his house. "I just don't wanna sleep right now."

"Are you sure it's not because you have to go bathroom?"

Keith scrunched up his face, annoyed. "No!"

"Well then I'm going to sleep. I don't want to be tired in the morning. Class starts at ten, you should get some sleep too."

Neither of them spoke anymore and Keith relaxed a bit. He was just about to say something when he heard the soft snores coming from his bedmate. He made a worried face and squeezed his legs. He could hold it until morning, couldn't he? After all, Shiro's grandfather didn't like leaving the bathroom light on at night like Otosan did. He closed his eyes and tried to forget everything. He wasn't a baby after all.

It was half an hour before Keith realized that he couldn't wait. He'd been squirming around, trying to get comfortable and had even pulled the blanket back on only to kick it off again.

Keith gripped the fabric of his star patterned black pajama pants and bit his lips.

He took a deep breath before sitting up gingerly and putting a foot to the wooden floor. He stood, careful not to wake Shiro up and ran to the door on Shiro's side of the room before opening the door carefully. Ahead of him was the pitch black hallway. Keith made a noise and hesitantly took a step out into the hall. He could do this. Keith scrunched his eyes shut and took another step, and then another before something furry zoomed past his legs. Keith let out a tiny shout and stumbled backward. He opened his eyes and turned to look behind him where the cat was climbing up onto the foot of the bed.

"Shiro…" Keith called out.

"Yeah?" He sat up expectantly, almost as if he was already awake.

"Can you walk me to the bathroom?"

A tiny, exasperated smile appeared on Shiro's lips before he hopped off the bed and said. "Yeah."

Keith ran to grab his hand and stuck his tongue out at the stupid cat. "Hurry, I gotta go."

Shiro nodded and led him to the second door on the left, where the bathroom faced the front of the house. "I asked you if you had to go before."

"I know." He grummbled. "But this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't dared me to drink the chocolate milk in one go."

Shiro gauffed. "I didn't dare you! I said not to drink it."

"You dared me!" Keith glowered at him.

Shiro shook his head and reached into the bathroom to turn on the light. "I did not. Here, I'll wait for you outside."

And with that Keith did his business and followed Shiro back to bed. This time when the two crawled back in, Keith pressed his lips to the cat and was ready to fall asleep. Shiro wrapped his arms around Keith's neck and whispered.
"Night,"

"Night,"

And the two rascals drifted off peacefully cuddled up to each other with the cat in the center. Tomorrow would be a long day after all.

Side note: Keith: I haven't wet the bed in nearly a year! *Hmph*