Where It All Started (Keith x Reader)

Chapter 2: Training!

"I finally catched up to him. I grabbed his wrists to slow him down" 'What!" Keith said

"Y/N, why did you follow me? Are you here to pity me?" He said yanking my hand off..."No, I just wanted to follow up on you. "

"I don't want this team to fall apart... I know you and Lance aren't exactly on good terms, but that was no excuse for how you treated each other..."

"Well, maybe if he just shut his trap this wouldn't have happened," He said

"Listen, Keith, I know you're a good guy. You get temperamental but that's ok, with me..."

"Keith just stared... he clicked his teeth and left without saying a word.."

"Wow, and here I thought giving the inspirational speech would work. I guess not...I caught a glimpse of his red ears... So I guess it worked!'

Keith POV

"Why must I always be seen as the bad guy when I didn't even start the fight... Lance that damned goody two shoes...I feel like he always disliked me even when we were in the Garrisons... No one even tried to approach me because of those stupid rumors roaming around until I was fed up with it...I couldn't handle always being told that I was a jerk who didn't care for anyone or that I was temperamental. But today felt different... Y/N didn't see me as a jerk, but she saw right through my facade...... I arrived at the training deck. Gladiator starts level fifteen..."

" I dodged and swerved all the attacks. I was on a different level than what I'm used to... I turned my bayard into my sword and swiftly sliced through druid after druid... I panted heavily from sudden nausea... I felt a tense squeeze in my thigh... I was struck... Blood was gushing from the sudden wound... I tried my best to ignore the pain and finish the level...I was quickly thrown across the room. I didn't react fast enough. I try so hard and this is all I can do. I'm pathetic. I rise again and finish the final blow on the druid. My vision grew dark. I decided to heat to my room to clean the wound... I realized that I was losing consciousness... Fuck... I quickly opened the door. I didn't want to think at that very moment. I was in a moment of pure bliss. I'd lay there for several minutes. I contemplated if this was really how I wanted to live.. fighting with a petulant person named Lance McClain was tiring... Listening to a nerdy geek didn't help my nerves settle even when it was quiet... Eating food made by this somewhat companion was ok...Talking to an aggressive lion wasn't my cup of tea hell! Nor was ending up in an alien spaceship, for the matter. What am I saying? I must've gone insane... I don't know how to handle these intruding feelings of mine... All I've ever felt was anger and confusion. I wish I had someone whom I could lean my shoulder on like Shiro... Someone that I could talk to when the night becomes cold... But I had what was coming towards me I'm not expecting anything soon... I might as well give up on that decrepit dream of mine...That's enough, Keith. You need to get up...get these thoughts out of your head and get up! 

I got up and headed toward the sink to clean my wound... I hissed at the pain...I hate it. I hate it so much... I hate looking at myself... I hate fighting with others... To hell with Voltron... I quickly washed those thoughts from my head, contemplating my next move... I finished wrapping myself until I heard a knock at my door... I groaned and slowly trudged towards the door, and it was none other Lance McClain"

"Hey Keith" Lance said hesitantly...

"What do you want? " I glared

"I just wanted to apologize for my cruel words towards you earlier and wanted to ask for your forgiveness... I don't want to be a snob who always gets into petty fights with you.."

"And why should I forgive you... You never even gave me a chance... you only disliked me because I was a better pilot than you...I have nothing else to say to you... leave.."