ALL MIXED UP | I

06 quality time 06

season one
episode one
part 4

So, quick author's note. There will be NO relationship between Sage and any of the other paladins (unless you really want me to put her with Pidge). I'm not very good at writing love stories, seeing as I've never been in a relationship myself. The bond between Sage and Keith is strictly a brother-and-sister bond as there will be Klance and Shallura in this story. (But of course, there will be a couple of Plance moments, some Lotura, a bit of Allurance, maybe Kidge, possibly Sheith. I ship it all.)

Also, two updates today because I forgot to update yesterday...

"So..." Sage said, leaning back on a light couch. "What are we gonna do?" Keith glanced at her silently.

"I'm going to my room," he muttered, standing abruptly.

"Nope!" Sage said, catching his wrist. "We are gonna talk about stuff and have some fun before shit hits the fan more than it already has." Keith rolled his eyes, but sat back down.

"Fine."

Silence.

"So do you think there's an alien race of Mothmen or something?" Keith asked after several moments. Sage snorted.

"Really? I'm trying to have a deep, heartfelt conversation and you want to talk about Mothman."

"Hey, don't pretend you aren't just as obsessed with Mothman as I am," Keith glared.

"OK, OK, geez," Sage said, then muttered, "Sir Grumpy."

"Shut up."

"Oh, I'm sorry, you're right, that's just your emo shining through," Sage smirked, crossing her legs. "You must be super devastated, y'know, seeing as there are no Hot Topic stores in space."

"I'm warning you," Keith grumbled.

"Aw, you're just in a bad mood again. C'mon, I brought my guitar. I'll play Welcome to the Black Parade for you."

"I don't even listen to My Chemical Romance!"

"Geez, sorry, I Write Sins. I like your style."

"I'm not emo!"

Minutes later, Keith was sitting criss-cross on Sage's room floor, listening silently as she played the intro to "I Write Sins Not Tragedies." A soft smile played on his lips, remembering the days when things were easier.

THREE YEARS EARLIER

"He's not coming," Sage said disappointedly. "Let's go home, Shiro."

"Give him a couple more minutes," Shiro said. "Maybe there was an accident on the road." Sage slumped over, staring at the door. She could have been at the Garrison, training on the flight simulators, but instead, she was sitting in an ice cream shop, waiting for a boy that probably wouldn't even show up.

Then, the door burst open, revealing a very winded Keith.

"Sorry I'm late," he said in between gasps. "My foster parents took some convincing and I had to run the whole way." Shiro beckoned him over with a smile.

"Next time, let us know," he said. "We can give you a ride." Keith smiled slightly.

"Thanks."

"Want anything?" Sage asked, grinning. "This place has got the best ice cream in town."

"Yeah," Shiro said. "We were just about to order something."

"Really?" Keith asked.

"Really really," Sage answered. Keith stared at the menu board, looking lost.