Keith and Lance were in the training room. They were sparing with swords because Lance needed to practice. But somewhere along the lines, they started to bicker. Keith started to fight more intensely.
"Whoa! Keith! Chill!" Lance said, dodging Keith's blade.
"Chill?! Real enemies aren't going to chill! Get it together Lance!" Keith yelled and went for another hit.
"I know that Keith, but-"
"It doesn't seem like you do! If you understood what was at stake here, you wouldn't be joking all the time!"
Sometime in their argument, Lotor had walked in and leaned on the doorway. He didn't like where things were going...
"You're such an idiot!" Keith yelled. "Why are you even here!"
Lance stops and lets his sword and bayard fall to the ground.
But Keith was so caught up in the fight, and he didn't notice. He stabs Lance.
Lance falls onto his knees wheezing.
"Lance!" Lotor runs to his side.
"Oh god!" Kieth breathes. "Lance I-"
"Red Paladin, I advise you to step away," Lotor said in a dangerously cruel tone.
"But-"
"I think you've done enough damage," Lotor swiftly lifts Lance up and runs to the medical bay.
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Lance is quickly put into a pod to heal. Only Lotor stayed behind to stand watch.
That's....weird, Lotor though. Why wouldn't his friends stay to make sure he's OK?
Lotor and Lance spent a lot of time together on the ship. Lance had been the only one to show kindness to Lotor, even though Lance himself had been the most cautious of Lotor. The blue paladin included him in what he would call, "Spa nights" where they would use various products that would help with relaxation and body care.
In return for his kindness, Lotor would help Lance with training and comfort him when hurt, emotionally or physcily.
It looks like he would have to do both when he came out of that pod.
Lotor really enjoyed Lance and had fallen for him after a while. But he knew that the blue paladin would never fell the same. He was Galra! The past enemy!
Suddenly, the healing pod hissed and the glass disappeared. Lance started to fall forward, and Lotor caught him.
Lance graoned in pain. Then he looked up. "L-Lotor?"
"Hello Lance," Lotor smiled softly. "I'm glad you are Ok."
Lance and Lotor sat down on the bench.
"Do you remember what happened? Do you need me to explain?" Lotor asked.
Lance shook his head. "No, I remember."
"Lance, I'm very sorry. I saw what was happening and did nothing to stop it." Lotor said.
"Its fine. Nothing I haven't dealt with before."
Suddenly, the others entered the room.
"Lance," Shiro said. "What were you thinking?"
Lotor was confused, but Lance just put his hhead down.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"Wh-What? Are you sorry for? You did nothing-" Lotor was cut off by Alurra.
"I can't beleive you let Keith stab you!"
Lotor wasn't having any of this.
"Excuse me," he said. "But the red paladin stabbed lance fully aware he did not have his bayrd. And if I do recall, Lance shot the green paladin at one pint, and you blamed him, not her. It is not always the Blue paladin's fault!"
Lotor stood up and escorted Lance out of the room.
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"Are you alright?" Lotor asked, sitting Lance down on Lance's bed.
"I'm fine," Lance sighed.
"You are obviously not!"
"Then why did you ask?"
The two were silent, then burst into small giggles.
"I am very sorry for the way they treat you." Lotor said.
Now or never, Lotor thought.
"But I promise, I will never make you feel that way. Ever."
Lance gasped. "Are you saying-"
Lotor nodded.
Lance smiled. "Oh Lotor! You have no idea how much that means to me! I feel the same!" he hugged Lotor tightly.
"I promise Lance, I will always protect you."
THE END
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