"Well that guy was grumpy. We didn't even get a thank you, even though we saved him from getting beat up" Hunk said. He was hurt that they risked their lives to save him and they didn't even get a smile.

"All we got was a yeah see you later" Hunk mimicked the boy. It was actually a pretty good impression.

"We don't even know his name "

"It's Keith" said Lance applying a
face mask. He was one of the best students in the garrison and Lance wanted to get on his level. Maybe Keith would train him.

"Yes but he didn't tell us that. How was I supposed to know" whined Hunk.

Lance rolled his eyes and smiled. Hunk forgot names pretty easily. Hunk sighed but then his eyes lit up.

"You like him don't you" Hunk teased. Lance was glad he had most of the mask on as he started going extremely red. Lance swore Hunk was able to read his mind.

"No don't be silly I don't even know the guy."

"Wow you really are a terrible actor." Said Hunk. Lance put his hand to his chest dramatically and feigned being shocked and hurt.

"I always got the lead roles in plays. Thank you very much"

"They must have been terrible plays" Hunk muttered but Lance heard him. Lance left and shook his head glad that he had gotten Hunk away from the subject of liking Keith. He hoped Hunk wouldn't bring it up again.

"So... Keith huh" Hunk smirked when Lance let out the biggest sigh.

"I don't have a crush on Keith" Lance whined.

"Sure" Hunk said, they're was a sarcastic tone to his voice that Lance didn't like.

"Ok fine I do. Happy now?" Lance said, he was irritated that he had to admit it.

"Aweeeeeeee, I won't be happy until you're going out together" Lance swore underneath his breath and shoved Hunk over.

"Hunk I'm not asking him out" replied Lance. He felt to nervous. He wasn't usually this bad.

"But you can ask girls out all the time.... are you not sure you want to go out with a guy who has a mullet... I would probably be the same actually unless you could get him a decent hairstyle."

"It's not that it's just ...I feel nervous around him... I don't feel confident I just... I don't know." Hunks eyes widened.

"Oh my god you're in love" Hunk screamed.

"Shush" Lance said angrily but he smiled. He was in love.

"Hey lights out" said one of the workers outside the door. Lights always had to be turned off at 9:30 exactly. Lance turned off the light and fell into his bed.

"I'll think of a plan in the morning" whispered Hunk. Lance laughed and smiled. His last thoughts before he went to sleep were of Keith.

The next morning

Keith got up from his bed and stretched. He used to share a room with Shiro but now that he's gone, he was all alone.

Keith looked at his clock. Half four. It was summer so it was already bright outside his window. Keith groaned. He knew he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. Usually he'd wake up Shiro and they'd train together but now... he was alone. Keith missed Shiro.

"I guess I can go alone " Keith said to himself, sitting on the edge of the bed. He rubbed his eyes and got dressed before heading towards the training room.

Lance was a light sleeper and woke up straight away to the sound of footsteps. Careful not to wake Hunk up he tip toed outside the room just in time to see Keith walk by.

"What's he doing up?" Lance was tired but followed Keith anyways.

Keith was headed for the training room? Why was he training so early? Was it so he didn't have to talk to anyone? These were all questions Lance asked himself as he watched Keith hit a punching bag over and over again. Lance watched as Keith hit the bag over and over again. He wasn't wearing the gloves he usually wore. Didn't that hurt?

"Hey" Lance called out. Keith took a break from punching and looked over at Lance.

"What do you want?" Asked Keith going back to punching.

"Nothing I just... I heard you go by and I was wondering if you were ok"

"I'm fine" Keith grunted. Lance saw him wince when he hit the bag extra hard.

"Stop for a second " Keith stopped and Lance walked towards him. His knuckles were bruised and they were covered in blood.

"Jesus, hold on I'll be right back" Lance ran out of the room and came back a few minutes later with a first aid kit.

"You don't have t-"

"I'm helping you" Lance got an antiseptic out of the kit and poured it on Keith's hand" Keith yelped while Lance held his hand still.

"That hurt"

"Don't be such a baby" Lance tore the wrapper off the bandage and started wrapping it around Keith's knuckles. He then tied it with a safety pin. Keith studied Lance while he was doing this. He had long lashes and when he looked down his hair fell over his face. He had tanned skin and he was a natural beauty. Keith still couldn't get his smile out of his mind. He was perfect. Keith was still staring at him when Lance said, "perfect. Good as new" Lance looked up and smiled but was a bit taken aback by Keith staring at him. Keith's eyes, it was like they were staring right through him. After a minute Lance realised what he was doing and looked away. He felt his face going red under Keith's stare.

"Uh can you stop looking at me please" asked Lance.

"No " Keith replied still staring. Does the guy blink?

"Uh why.... w why not?"

"I don't want to" Lance stood awkwardly as he felt Keith stare at him. Well this was awkward. Eventually Keith looked away and turned around. He started hitting the punching bag again.

"Hey no stop" Lance yelled. Pulling Keith away from the bag.

"You'll hurt yourself " Lance yelled. He didn't notice he was holding Keith's hands but Keith did. He had to stop himself this wasn't natural.

Yet another flash back (Keith's past)

"Hey Elsa?" Keith walked into the kitchen. He had a question to ask her.

"For the last time Keith call me mom." Elsa said, she had an annoyed tinge to her voice.

"But you're not my mom "

"Yes that's because your mom is dead " Keith gulped and looked down at the ground controlling his tears. Elsa sighed and kneeled down beside Keith. He was only ten so when she kneeled down she was the same height as him.

"I'm sorry. What's the matter darling?" she asked calmly.

"I- I think I might have a uh... a crush" Keith said nervously, fiddling with his hands. Else clapped her hands together and squeaked.

"What's her name? Where is she from? Is she in your class? Is she younger or older then you? Are you going to ask her out?" Elsa fired all these questions at Keith. He didn't know where to start.

"Uh actually uh.... it's not a.... his name is Edward." Elsa paled. She stood back.

"He's a boy?"

"Uh....yes... what's wrong?" Keith asked nervously. She was acting strange.

"Keith boys aren't allowed to like boys. Only girls" his mother stated.

"But... what's the difference. They're still people. They're human beings just because I like a boy doesn't make it any different from liking a girl." Keith was confused. Why was it bad to like a boy? He was trying to think of an answer when suddenly he felt the wind knocked out of him. He felt himself hit the ground as he tried to breathe air back into his lungs.

"Don't ever say that. If your a boy you can't like other boys. Every time you get those thoughts I want you to hurt yourself and don't stop. It's the only way you'll be able to stop thinking of them."

"But E-"

"It's mom." Elsa screamed slapping Keith in the face. Keith cried and ran up to his room.

End of the mini flashback

"I can't stop, Lance" Keith stated biting his lip hard enough to make it bleed. It wasn't natural for him to feel like this.

"Why are you doing this?" Yelled Lance.

"I can't say" said Keith trying to break free from Lances grasp.

"Please stop. Whatever you're doing. It's not normal."

"It is I can't feel these feelings for boys." Lance froze. What?

"What?" Lance asked.

"I can't like boys" Keith said. He knew he shouldn't have. Lance might tell everyone now and then... he didn't even want to know what could happen.

"Keith, it's perfectly normal to have feelings for boys." Lance was confused. Who told Keith he couldn't have feelings for boys? And... did Keith have feelings for him?

"No it isnt. My... mom told me I couldn't. She said if I ever felt these feelings I have to hurt myself to get rid of them but... it doesn't ever get rid of them."

Lance was shocked. What kind of upbringing did he have to be beaten up for gay thoughts. That's just cruelty.

"Keith, what happened tell me everything" as Keith reluctantly told Lance what happened Lance couldn't stop thinking "did he like me?" He knew the answer was probably a no.