It was all a misunderstanding or at least that's what she had tried to convince Shiro into believing. She couldn't look him in the eyes and see the pain he was feeling without feeling the sickening feeling of guilt wash over her body that she knew all too well; it was her fault after all. She dropped her phone in Mr. Lindon's classroom and so he took advantage of her stupidity and decided to show Allura what he would be willing to do in order to keep her from even befriending people of the opposite gender.

She tried to talk to Shiro all day, but he didn't give her the chance with how he avoided her in every hallway and even tried to leave the meeting without speaking or looking at her. She wanted to crawl over to him and apologize to him on her hands and knees and tell him exactly why she was so hard to get to know and why she 'Stood him up' that morning, but he didn't even let her. He was in so much pain that he could barely even speak or look at her.

What was she doing now? She was at the very café she was supposed to meet Shiro at and have a morning date with him, but instead of smiling and laughing at Shiro's lame dad jokes she was sitting next to a frazzled Korean model and across from two boys talking about their pretty waitress while Allura stared at her reflection in her coffee. She was so pathetic.

"Shay is so gorgeous!" Lance whispered to Hunk as his blue eyes followed Shay the waitress's every move.

She was easily as tall as Shiro with soft brown eyes and a brunette bob styled haircut. She was absolutely gorgeous in Hunk's eyes and Allura could see exactly why; she was funny, her smile was so beautiful and infectious, her laugh was sweet and quiet, and her attitude was just as beautiful as every other feature on her. She was everything Allura wasn't.

Allura continued to keep her gaze locked on the blue eyes staring back at her through the dark liquid in the white cup she held in her hands. "I know, I wish I could talk to her though," Hunk whined as he slouched slightly in his seat and stuffed his chocolate muffin into his mouth out of stress.

"I'm sure you could if you tried, big guy," Lance smiled gently at Hunk and rubbed his back softly as he took a sip from his own coffee.

Keith rolled his eyes and looked down at his tea as he mocked Lance, "I'm sure you could if you tried," he stuck his tongue out as he repeated Lance's words out of spite. He then lifted his hand and pointed at Lance while looking at Hunk, "Don't take advice from this idiot. You could easily fit everything he knows on a paper airplane, okay?" He stated and scrunched his nose up and took a sip from his chamomile tea.

Allura sighed deeply as she tried not to point out that Keith's shirt was still on backwards and that his hoodie was inside out. Some things should be left for others to find out on their own. Lance glared at Keith and stuck his tongue out, "Says the one who can't even put his clothes on right, Timmy."

Allura looked up and raised her eyebrow at Hunk for context clues, but the shy boy shook his head showing that he was just as confused as she was. 'Great,' She thought to herself as she looked back down at her reflection and fought the itching urge to let out another deep sigh. 'I can't go a day without listening to someone yell at me or another person.'

"I thought you said you wouldn't talk about that!" Keith exclaimed as he turned bright red and went to grab Lance's scarf from around his neck and possibly choke him with it. "You jackass!" He shouted.

Allura felt her face grow hot in embarrassment as she took an abnormally long sip from her coffee to hide from the stares of the other customers. Lance smacked Keith's hands away as Hunk lowered his head and tried to bury his face in his food. "Don't touch my scarf, I've got it positioned just right you piece of shit!" He grunted as he pushed Keith's little hands away and tried to fix his scarf.

Allura wanted to be seated at a different table, one far far away from the two arguing friends who were clearly going through some weird phase in their relationship. Well actually, Allura knew exactly what was going on after what Keith vented to her about in the church. Keith was falling for Lance, but Lance wasn't about to do the same. She wasn't going to say anything about it though since it violated the sister code; Share no sisters' secrets.

She wasn't about to spill the beans on Keith like some heartless bitch, she'd been hurt enough today by Shiro and Mr. Lindon, she wouldn't be able to handle Keith turning against her too. Maybe she should just stop going to these stupid meetings, they weren't helping her anyways. Her problems weren't something easily fixable; talking about how she feared rejection by society wasn't going to instantly fix her. Some of her demons would never be able to go away with the therapy Olivia could give her, she needed someone or even something better than little the ginger-skittle who was always smiling.

Though, she did actually learn something from that meeting; new knowledge. She learned something about Shiro today that she wouldn't have been able to learn if they had continued having small talk in a library. He was afraid of other people; he expressed his fears of having physical contact with people and had been so open about it as if it wasn't the first time admitting it. He was afraid of allowing people in and Allura knew that if she couldn't correct what Mr. Lindon did to Shiro, than her chances of even being friends with the baseball player was out of the ballpark.

She frowned as she tightened her grip on the coffee cup and bit her lip. She was just so damn angry at the world for giving her her own personal devil that kept her from living her life. He wore overpriced suits, had the shittiest comb over, had piercing green eyes, and this little laugh that made her want to through her cup across the room. All that he was missing was a little red pitchfork and horns then he'd have the whole package; sadistic personality and all. He tried so hard to show her that she was nothing but an object to him and she believed him, she was barely able to do anything without him knowing. Hell, he was probably watching her now as she sat in the café with three guys all trying to make their own mark on the world.

She hasn't even realized what had happened until Lance grabbed her hand and began to wrap it up with his stupid little scarf. While she had been spacing out she accidentally crushed the fragile cup in her hand and caused the tiny bit of coffee that remained inside to spill out over the table, causing the little porcelain shards to dig into her skin.

"Allura?" Keith looked at her with wide eyes as she stared down at her bleeding hand Lance was wrapping up so gently. She didn't even feel it, she felt numb. The only thing that managed to snap her out of this weird trance was Keith shaking her and Hunk pressing his iced coffee against the thinner part of the scarf in order to soothe the pain she should have been feeling.

"Huh?" She looked up to see Shay holding out a wad of napkins and her little brown eyebrows rose in concern. Allura looked down at the coffee cup and then over at her hand that Lance was holding still for Hunk to chill. "W-What happened?" She asked as she looked over at the set of purple eyes staring at her in a mixture of confusion and concern.

Keith leaned over and took the napkins from Shay before he began to clean up the small drops of blood on the table. "You just spaced out and got this really angry look on your face," He began.

Hunk was too red to finish the model's sentence since Shay was so close to them, "Then you broke the cup in your hands when I was trying to ask you if you needed another refill..." She said quietly. "Do we need to call the hospital? You might need stitches or even-"

Allura shook her head and held her good hand up as she let out a small laugh, "Ahaha, sorry I was just thinking and don't fret, it's nothing serious!" She exclaimed and pulled her injured hand away from Lance and Hunk. She was embarrassed about making a scene like this, having the eyes of everyone on her made her want to shrivel up and hide behind Keith forever.

"Are you sure? I can treat the wound in the back if you want and-" Shay began to fret over Allura, a complete stranger all because of a stupid mistake on the senior's part.

Allura shook her head and decided to divert the attention away from her by doing a sort of douche move. She smiled at Shay and motioned towards Hunk as she prepared to jump out of the booth and leave the café, "Haaaave you met Hunk? He's an amazing guy!" She said.

Just as she went to slip out of the booth while the waitress's eyes were on a bright red Hunk, Keith reached out and caught hold of her upper arm in a firm grip. She was taken back by how strong he was; she never expected a pampered model like him could ever have such strength hidden away. His black eyebrows were dipped down into a disapproving frown as he stared at Allura with his violet eyes locked on her gaze.

"You're not going anywhere without me," He stated firmly and managed to pull her back in beside him.

Allura struggled for a moment while Hunk tried to form a coherent sentence in order to speak to Shay. She tried prying Keith's hand off of her arm, but with no success, so she slumped down in the seat next to him with her own frown. "If I want to go you shouldn't hold me back, I deserve to be free."

"Save the patriotic speech for when you try to become the first female president, Miss Romero," Keith mocked as he released Allura's arm and relaxed in the seat next to her to glare at Lance as the boy tried to cover something up on his collarbone with his hand.

Hunk was playing with his little bandana on his head as he tried to speak to the girl of his dreams, "H-Hi, I hope I wasn't uh-" he gulped down air and began to violently cough, causing Shay's eyes to widen in surprise.

Lance slung his arm around Hunk and rubbed his shoulder gently as he kept his other hand placed strategically over something on his body. Allura's curiosity was increasing by the second. "He's just a bit nervous, but if I can tell you one great thing about my best friend here, it's that he's one hell of a cook," Lance winked at Shay and then glanced over and Keith and Allura. His eyes were screaming 'Help' while his smile showed nothing but confidence.

Allura sat up and cleared her throat. "Ah yes," she motioned towards Hunk while Shay gently cleaned up the broken cup. "Not only is he a fantastic cook, but he's also a... an um-" under the table, Allura dug her heel into Keith's foot causing the boy to nearly break his own cup in his hands too as he tried to hide his pain with a smile.

"He's a wonderful person to talk to; He's got anxiety and sweats a lot but he can hold a woeful conversation!" Keith stated through clenched teeth as he added a small chuckle.

Lance choked on air as Keith finished his sentence and Allura fought the urge to slam her injured hand into the shards of porcelain again. She jumped up and laughed, trying to cover up Keith's mistake before Shay could react. "He means a stupendous conversation, also the whole sweating thing; completely natural!" She punched Keith's shoulder roughly as she smiled tightly. "Right Keith?"

Keith grabbed onto his shoulder instinctively and nodded, "Precision!"

Allura felt like dying at that very moment. Why was he using big words that he clearly didn't know the meaning to? Was he trying to act smart in front of Shay or was there another reason as to why he was acting so stupid? "Precisely," Allura whispered under her breath as she tried to ignore the horror struck eyes that belonged to Hunk seated across from her.

"Precisely!" Keith shouted as he cleared his throat awkwardly.

The table was silent as the four friends quietly prayed for the reaper to come and take them from this café and drag them to the afterlife. However, the awkwardness of the situation was all for nothing as Shay giggled and smiled down at all of them as she placed the broken shards of the cup onto a napkin. "Shiro told me how cool Hunk is, I already know..." She blushed in embarrassment as the table looked at her with jaws dropped.

Hunk was completely lost as he stared at her, "W-When?" He managed to whisper.

Shay's cheeks turned bright red as she looked down at the broken cup on the green napkin. "This morning when I was getting coffee before school. He told me everything about you and I've been meaning to give you this," She quickly dug into her pocket and managed to pull out a slip of paper with numbers on it.

Allura was as shocked as Hunk was, but clearly not for the same reason. She was astonished that Shiro did something so nice for someone he didn't even have to see every day; it was as if he was doing it just out of the goodness of his heart and Allura just couldn't wrap her head around it. She had only known one guy in her entire life that would do something like this and it was her uncle Coran, though the Irish man would've probably done something more dramatic than just telling Shay; he'd probably set up a whole stage play for it.

As Shay handed Hunk her phone number and managed to apologize for embarrassing him, Allura's phone buzzed in the pocket of her shirt making her jump slightly in surprise as she pulled it out and checked it to see that it was Katie.

Katie: 911 at your place, Shiro's car broke down and he's in the auto shop talking to your uncle. Coran's telling him your embarrassing childhood stories.

Allura felt her face slowly beginning to light up on fire as she read over the text again and again. Coran, her uncle who practically raised her, was telling Shiro, the boy she thought was down to earth, her childhood stories. This was bad, so, so bad. "Can I have an order of Shiro's favorite drink and food to go? I have to do something right now!" Allura bursted out as she reached out to take hold of Shay's arm.

Shay blinked at her in confusion before she relaxed slightly, "S-Sure, you're Allura I presume."

Allura raised her eyebrow at Hunk as the tall girl rushed off with the trash and began to fix up Allura's order. "How does she know my name?" Allura inquired.

Hunk was too busy smiling at the number he was holding in his hands that Lance had to answer for her, "Maybe Shiro talked about you to her," He pointed out.

Keith looked over at Allura and seemed to catch onto what she wanted to do as he whipped out his own phone. "I'll call my driver so that you can deliver the order to your knight in shining armor," he said sardonically.

Lance hardened his gaze on the boy, "Keith."

Keith rolled his eyes and glanced at Allura, "Sorry."

Allura managed to smile as she tried to not laugh at how much Lance and Keith's relationship had changed over the week. She had been pulling the little model off of Lance just a few days ago, but now Lance was making Keith apologize for his rude remarks so easily. It was almost as if the two were a couple. A lightbulb went on in Allura's head suddenly as she gasped and looked at where Lance's hand was at on his body then her gaze shifted over to Keith's poorly dressed body.

Those two did something they decided to not share with the group that day; she knew it! "Is something wrong Allura?" Lance asked in concern. "Is your hand hurting?"

Allura decided to choose her next words carefully; she didn't want to expose the two in a way that they would never speak to her again so she needed to be considerate. How about the jealousy tactic? She leaned over and plucked at Keith's shirt he put on backwards, "So I guess you met Michael, cupcake," she stated with a smirk.

Lance blinked in bewilderment as he looked over at Keith and looked at his shirt. "Who's Michael?" He said as he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

Keith froze up halfway through putting his phone away and he gave Allura the dirtiest look she had ever seen in her life. He then looked everywhere but at Lance as a light blush painted his cheeks pink. "No one important, just some guy," he mumbled as he lowered his head in shame.

Lance's lips were tight on his face as he stared at Keith for a long moment before he took a deep breath and forcibly pulled his gaze away from the boy. "Oh, I suppose it isn't important then. Obviously nothing would happen between the two of you since you're guys, but who is this Michael guy again?"

"What do you mean nothing would happen between us?" Keith looked up at Lance with confusion.

Allura felt herself shrinking back into her seat as she watched hell slowly break loose in front of her. Even Hunk was becoming uncomfortable. "I meant that you're two guys, nothing will obviously happen between the two of you because you know," Lance waved his hand towards Keith as he shrugged slightly.

Keith's jaw hung open as he stared at Lance, "Are you telling me you don't know?"

Lance made a weird face at Keith as he uncrossed his arms, "Know what?"

"I'm gay, bro."

Lance let out a dramatic gasp as he stared at Keith. He looked astonished to say the least while Hunk and Allura kept their awkward expressions. "Wh- how, when? We- how was I supposed to know?" Lance began to stutter and then Allura noticed the hickey on his neck and she nearly screamed as she connected the dots together.

Keith had to have given Lance that. There was no if, than or buts about it. Shay came back and placed Allura's order down in front of her with a sweet smile, "Here it is, black coffee with blueberry scones!" She stated, "On the house."

"You know, we all knew he was gay Lance," Hunk whispered to the still very surprised boy next to him.

Lance looked up at Shay and pointed to Keith, "Is this boy right here before your eyes gay?" He asked with a taut expression on his face.

Shay kept her perky smile as she laughed slightly, "He's gay. I read all about it in his recent interview with Cosmopolitan."

Lance gasped and looked at everyone individually before finally stopping at Keith. "How dare you deface my body, such as how you've already done without telling me!? Maybe you would like to get a good long look at my posterior, I mean you've already gotten a look at my breadbasket- I mean how dare you not tell me this!" Lance whined like a little child as he crossed his arms protectively over his chest and turned bright red in embarrassment.

Keith began shoving Allura out of the booth in a hurry, "It was platonic!" Keith shouted.

"Dude," Hunk looked at Keith then at the hickey, "You can't be platonic when you bite someone like that."

Shay seemed to be lost in what was happening as she moved out of the way for Keith and Allura. So that confirmed it, Keith and Lance did some pretty gay stuff together while they were forced to be friends. "Michael's the receptionist by the way," Allura stated nonchalantly as she gathered Shiro's stuff and got shoved out the door by Keith.

She thought that she could faintly hear the distant screaming of Lance, but she was sure that it was probably her imagination since Lance was involved with someone else, surely he couldn't be jealous over Keith involving himself with other people. They left the river walk area and met Jensen out on the street where he reluctantly drove Allura back to her house, finding Shiro sitting on the stairs with a cup of tea in his hands. It had begun to downpour about ten minutes into the drive, so the moment Allura stepped out of the car and into the outside world, her school uniform hugged her skin tightly and her once curly hair became a tangled mess as she stood there in the rain with anxiety creeping up on her from the pits of her stomach.

What was she doing? She brought Shiro his normal order from the cafe, she was supposed to have gone with him for a date that morning in order to give it to him as an apology, but as she stood in the cold rain, staring at the sad boy from across the parking lot, she couldn't bring herself to step forward and take the giant leap she needed in order to take control of her own life. Everything she had been doing had been thoroughly thought through ever since middle school; she was to sign up for only AP classes, she was supposed to be valedictorian, she had to be student council president of the best academy in Texas, she was going to go to Harvard and graduate before getting a career in politics and then she would become the first female president of the United States of America.

Nowhere in her plans that she had made did she ever account for the shitty life Mr. Lindon would have given her. Thirteen year old her never took into account all the shitty things about this world; she believed that everything would be a smooth ride for her. Her child self-believed that she could make Coran the happiest man on earth and by becoming someone important she could atone for the sins of her past that followed her every step like a dark cloud above her head that threatened to drench her in guilt. She never even thought about having a romantic life because it would just get in the way of her end goal; being the president. She had been so focused on achieving that stupid goal that never once did she ever think that she would need to know how to be a decent human being who could be romantic.

She never took into consideration that she could be spontaneous enough to find that perfect guy and bring him his favorite things from his favorite café in the middle of a storm. She wasn't prepared for what would happen next and she was too cold to even think about what she needed to say to Shiro, the boy she had unintentionally hurt so badly.

She took a shaky step forward and swallowed down her nervousness as butterflies fluttered around in her stomach, "T-Takashi!" She called out against the heavy drumming of the rain on the asphalt around her.

Shiro looked up and his grey eyes widened into a look of pure surprise as he placed the tea cup down on the steps and stood up. He was stuck in place for a long moment as he stared at Allura who was finally standing inside of the garage soaking wet. It was only them two there, meaning Coran was in their home trying to find something to fix Shiro's truck with and that also meant Allura could say anything she wanted without shame.

"Allura?" Shiro stepped down from the steps and cautiously approached her with confusion. "You're dripping wet, aren't you cold?" He asked as he came to a stop in front of her.

"Your favorite," She held up the stuff from the café with a smile so wide that it felt foreign to her. She was feeling so happy in this very moment and she didn't know why. "I'm sorry, sorry for everything I did to you in the past and I'm sorry for any pain I'll cause you in the future," She continued.

Shiro reached out and took the stuff from her slowly as he blinked, "W-What do you mean in the future? You didn't even answer my question yet, are you cold?" He insisted completely ignoring the fact she came from a café an hour away with his favorite meal in tow.

What did she mean about the future? She meant that she was sorry for everything Mr. Lindon would do to Shiro if the jerk saw them with each other. She was sorry for all the pain she would cause him and all the emotional trauma she would put him through. She wanted to let him know that she was sorry for everything, past, present, and future. She was sorry for everything and anything that might hurt him.

She laughed slightly as she smiled up at the boy with the ugly scar she liked so much, "I mean I'm sorry for anything that might hurt you because of me, Takashi," She repeated herself and then looked down at her clothes and began to laugh even more as she motioned to her body. "I'm such a mess, I stood in the rain trying to comprehend what I'm doing here with your favorite order from Café Altea and I just couldn't figure out what to say to you."

"Allura you-" Shiro began to speak as he looked down at her.

Allura shook her head and felt her eyes beginning to burn as the image of Shiro blurred in front of her eyes, "No, don't. I'm a jerk for never meeting you at that café, I'm a jerk for never noticing you at school, I'm such a jerk for not trying to set things right between us earlier and I can't stand the thought of hurting you anymore!" She exclaimed as tears began to fall down her cheeks. She was breaking apart in front of him from the stress of knowing that Mr. Lindon would hurt him somehow in the future and from the pain she was feeling in her chest.

She wanted everything to just stop. She wanted Mr. Lindon to be erased off the earth never to be seen again and she wanted Shiro to feel happy again. She wished she hadn't been born into this world because everything was her fault; from her parent's death, Coran's debt, Shiro's pain, Lindon's failing marriage, and even the fact that she was crying now. It was all her fault. If she disappeared now no one would care, better yet, they would all be better off without her. She was nothing but a failure. A waste of space.

"I wish I hadn't hurt you, seeing you upset makes me want to hide away in a corner and cry until I fade away from existence!" Allura continued as she nearly fell over into Shiro causing him to drop the items Shay had prepared for him. The cold coffee splashed against the ground and covered their shoes in the black liquid as Shiro caught Allura in his hands.

He was at loss for words as he stared down at her with his grey eyes full of a mixture of emotions too hard to explain. He looked so concerned and yet he looked almost fearful as Allura began to cry in front of him, breaking down from everything that had been weighing down on her shoulders. "S-Stop..." He breathed out as he looked down at her, his breathing had quickened in pace, and fear was now showing on his face as his brows raised. "Don't talk like that Allura, I forgive you for everything. I promise I'll never be mad at you again as long as you stop crying and stand up straight again!" His voice trembled slightly as he held the crying girl up by her shoulders.

She wiped her eyes and looked up at his face with the most pitiful expression in the world. "Even if you do promise that, i-it won't stop me from hurting you and I'm frightened that I could p-possibly do more damage to you and I-I would never- never be able to f-forgive myself for that!"

There was a long silence in the air as Allura trembled in Shiro's hands while tears continued to fall down her cheeks. Then, in one swift motion Shiro pulled her into his chest and held her trembling body in his arms tightly as he squeezed his eyes shut. "There's no way that you could damage something that's already broken, Allura. I'm never going to be okay again, even with therapy and there's nothing you can ever do to me to make my problems worse than what they are. I don't want you to cry because of me, too many people have cried over someone pathetic like me and I don't want you to be added to that list. So please, stop."

Allura stood perfectly still in his arms as he held onto her tightly, his left hand was on her head keeping her in place while his other hand was on her lower back. It was almost like one of those romance movies where the two characters had a moments shared during a storm together. Her tears had stopped and she found herself slowly embracing Shiro. She had nothing to say to him now and the only thing she could think of was letting him hold her closely.

He wasn't someone she could just simply kiss on the cheek and continue being friends with like nothing happened between them, kind of like Lance and Keith. Shiro was damaged from his past and anything she did with him could hold some sort of long term effect on him. She didn't want to bring up any of his memories of his past, so she did the only thing she could think of and she held him in her arms closely. She could feel his heartbeat against her chest as she buried her face into his neck and closed her eyes. It was so quick, like he was nervous or even elated at the moment. She felt a sense of security like this, in his arms and his heart beating against her chest letting her know he was there. He was so warm too and he smelled like cinnamon.

They slowly pulled away from one another, but they didn't drop their hands off of each other and rather stood there with Allura's hands on his chest and his on her hip and cheek. He then slowly smiled, causing the scar to wrinkle up slightly, "So I heard that you used to try to make a mustache like Coran's on your face with bubbles when you were a kid."

"It was the best damn stache any woman could have."

"I bet."

I am probably rewriting the Shallura moment tbh I felt like it was too repetitive and shitty. Thoughts?

I'm tired and I have no idea what to say except go follow my girl hqheaven if you like gay volleyball players specifically from Haikyuu!! She writes some amazing stories like Honey I Think I'm Gay and Sinner. They're greeeeeat! She's a fun person to talk to and deserves love so leave a nice message on her profile or don't, I can't control you but I'm suggesting you should because it would make her really happy and she's my best friend so her being happy makes me happy just saying. (She also likes kpop so if you like kpop go hit her up)

Also if you haven't noticed; Shallura will be having the more dramatic and deeper romantic plot than Klance. The two romantic plots differ greatly. Keith and Lance's will have a happier tone to it and it's supposed to be more playful, but Shiro and Allura's romance will be more depressing than it is happy. It will definitely have triggering content in the future like mentioning of rape, self harm, and even mentions of suicide. That's your only warning for this story.

Have a fantastic day/night
-Anri