Lance swam around through the never ending blue water. Lance has been looking at all the fishes, as the scales shine rainbows. The seaweed flows through the water calmly. Lance sighs from his position on the ocean floor, the sand pressed against his tail and stomach and he absentmindedly twirls his long tan finger through the tall green weeds. A sigh escapes his mouth and the small bubbles filled with oxygen float upwards toward the top of the water. He flips over onto his back and stares at his tail. His tail is a mixture of all types of blues. Lights fading into darks. The tops of his tail is different shades of dark blue, some looking almost black at times. The colors get lighter as they go down his tail. There was one little red fin hidden amongst the blue, and Lance knew it was silly, but called it his lucky scale. 

Long flowing fins caress his body, looking and feeling like silk. His Fin, at the end of his tail, was also flowy but strong. He was pretty fast if Lance did say so himself. His family even agreed that he had a long tail, longer than most, and it was strong. Lance stares longingly at his boring blue tail. Lance wouldn't admit but he was envious of his friends. They had non common colored tails while his was a boring, and common, blue. His best friend Hunk had an orange tail that mixed with yellows and reds that made it look like a sunset. Pidge had a mixture of green, varieties blossomed onto that tail and it was beautiful. Allura, god bless her, had the pretties and most elegant tail. It was filled with Pinks, blues, whites and purples (Her uncle Coran- although the same bloodline- inherited a light orange and yellow tail.) People complimented on her tail and everyone ignored Lances. It was boring and he knew that. Last but not least, the mother hen of the group, the ocean dad- he wad a rare tail. It was black, such a deep black that it shined. Not only that it was white delicately around each black scale with made it pop out more. His tail was fit for him- he was born to be a leader. 

Lance's head shot up at the sound of something moving quickly through the water. He looks to his left and sees a man sinking quickly to the deeper down part of the ocean. Lance watches as the man sinks and he quickly swims over to the "ledge" and peers over, his bright blue eyes shining in the darkness. Lance shivers as he decides to swim down into the colder water. His eyes quickly adjust and he sees the man laying on the ocean floor. His breath is taken away at how stunning the man is. The man had Black hair that was flowing gently around him, some covering his face, but Lance could see the jawline of the mans face. He saw how the ratty clothes clung to the man and he could clearly see muscle. He is so distracted that he realizes that he is wasting time when the said man begin to gasping for air and his head gets thrown back, burying itself deeper in to the sand and the last air bubble comes out of his mouth, Lance swims down just as the mans eyes shut. He whines as settles down next to the man and grabs the mans head gently in his long, webbed, finger. He angles the mans head at him and he feels saddened as he sees the too thin face. He glances sadly over the rest of the body and sees a huge clasp attached to the mans ankle, a chain and a huge mental sphere is connected. His faces scrunches up in disgust, how could one kill their same species. 

He looks at the pale mans face and he frown with longing, he doesn't know why but he feels a connection with the boy. He runs his thumbs over the boys cheek bones and brings his lip to the boys as he breathes in air into the blacked haired man. He knows Shiro would kill him if he knew he was doing this to a complete stranger, but he can't find himself caring at that moment. He continues until he knew it would work and he slowly swims backwards. He watches at the mans body convulses and he frowns in sympathy knowing that he was in pain. He watches as the mans legs and feet become one, and turn into a beautiful firey red tail. Red mixed with dark orange and yellows. His fin at the end is red and clearly strong. He didn't really have any flowing red fins, only a few small ones by other fins. His clothes falling off in his new formed wake. His fingers became lined with red webs and Lance would be lying if he said the man wasn't the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. 

The clasp and chain stays and he frowns at this. He swims up to the boy and waits for him to wake up. Lance gasps at the dark purple eyes that show beneath the eye lids. The purple eyes slowly look at Lance and then they go wide. The said man starts wiggling and squirming backwards. Lance clicks as he tries to calm him, it seems to startle the unexpected boy more. Keith panics and heaves for breath and it gets worse because he realized that he shouldn't even be breathing. He looks down and he sees a bright red... tail? He wiggles and he starts swimming upwards and feels a weight weighing him down, his heart races as he sees the clasp attached to his tail. He pulls and tries to swim upwards, he whines as the clasp rubs against his tail. He mind run at the new sound he just made and why and how he is alive. He hears clicks and whines but he doesn't stop until a tan boy swims in front of him. The tan man held his face in his hands and continues clicking and Keith started to feel calm. His mind automatically translated these new sounds and he realized the pretty ma- er merman was saying that "It was okay", and "You're safe". He couldn't understand what was happening or why it was but he slowly stopped panicking and slowly felt the sand around his new tail. 

Blue eyes and purple eyes lock. Lance swims a couple of inches away from the boy and watches as the fins on his neck open and close rapidly- but not as quickly as before. A pale hand traces the gills and flinches at the new sensation. 

Lance clicks at him, "Would you like help getting that," he gestures to the clasp holding Keith from freedom, "Off?" Keith hesitantly nods his head and is startled as the blue tails races past him. Lance comes back with a sharp rock and starts hitting the clasp, he pauses as Keith flinches. They stare at each other, Lances eyes asking if he can continue- no annoyance present and Keith nods again. The brown haired merman continues until the clasp floats down to the sand. Keith testingly flicks his tail and tilts his head to the side- which Lance can admit that that is the cutest thing he has ever seen.

"How did this happen?" Keith asks quietly.

"Oh you mean how I made you beautiful?" Lance winked his bright blue eye at him. Keith blinks at the boy, wasn't he the one that was barely talking? Keith groans, "I wasn't too bad looking before..."

Lance squeaks, "No I know! I just- I mean. You were absolutely gorgeous before and you are now. Your red tail is beautiful! I will shut up now." Lance drops his head in shame. 

Keith feels his face heat up and wonders how he can blush, can mermaids blush? He doesn't know. "You saved me didn't you?" He manages to get out.

Lance nods and Keith asks, "Well what's your name?"

"The names Lance." Lance winks at Keith, for a second time and Keith rolls his eyes. Again with the random changes.

"What's yours Damsel in distress?" Keith huffs at the name, "My name is Keith." 

"Well Damsel Keith, I am your knight in shining fins, do I get a kiss?" Lance says smoothly. 

Keith crosses his arms and swims close to Lance, "You are one big flirt aren't you?" 

Lance shrugs with a small smile on his face, "Only to the people I find attractive."

Keith makes a high pitched squeak. He flails- gracefully mind you- backwards. 

Lance laughs and Keith's heart stops as he watches the blue tailed angel in front of him laugh full heartedly. Lance's head was thrown back and his eyes closed, his chest shaking and crinkles formed around his eyes and his mouth was wide as a beautiful sound escaped. Keith couldn't understand how Lance was laughing, maybe it was clicks and such but he couldn't be sure. 

Lance calms down, "Well Mullet," Keith frowns at that, "I know you are new to this and you don't have anywhere to go. So wanna follow me to meet my friends?" 

Keith thinks but he realizes that he really doesn't have anywhere to go. "Yeah."

Lance grabs Keith's hand and pulls him out of the pit. He glances at it as they rush away from it and take a double take at how dark it was down there. How could he have seen in the dark? Just casual mermaid things he supposed. 

Keith yelps as he is pulled faster and starts trying to move his tail and to get the hang of it. 

Finally they make it to Lance's cove, after a few times of Lance accidentally letting go of Keith and Keith falling behind and many cheesy pick up lines. 

Keith looks around in awe at the coral that in cased the homes- that were made out of rocks and many other things- it was beautiful. As Keith was sight seeing, Lance had gotten all his friends to come see him. Keith turns around when Lance calls his name. He turns around and his jaw drops as he sees a familiar face. The black and white hair, the missing arm, the scar across his nose, "Shiro?"

A/N: Sorry it took so long for an update. I have never been good at continuing books. I hope you enjoy! 2/2/18