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Lotor POV
"Okay, so we've met your father, mom, stepmom and little sister. But I've heard so much about your stepbrother, and I've never met him. Why is that?" Keith asked. "You've never wanted to before m. I'd be happy to introduce you all." I said. "Oh Keith, you'll love him! James is so sweet!" Romelle said. My girlfriend had met him several times, and they both enjoyed the others company. "Why not? I have time." Keith said with a shrug. "Hey, if he's as hot as you say, I want pictures." Pidge said, waving. "Yeah, pics or it didn't happen." Lance joked. "Oh sure. James would be happy to pose for a pretty boy like Keith." I said with a smile. Keith blushed a bit and punched my arm lightly while Romelle giggled. "Oh yes. Maybe he'd even let you paint him like one of your French girls." Lance said. Keith flipped him off as he walked away, headed to my car. I sighed and stood, taking my arm from around Romelle's shoulders. "Well I guess we're leaving. Later love." I said, pecking her on the cheek. "Later dude." Lance said, and Pidge grunted in acknowledgement. I headed to my car, hoping in the driver's side.
"So, you really want to meet my brother?" I asked, pulling out. "Yeah, why not. And if I don't see him, it'd be nice to see Cameron."
Everyone adored me and James's little sister. Brown haired, green eyes, light skin. Sweetest little girl you'd ever meet. "Well I'm sure she'd love to see you. She talks about you all the time. Tells James you're very pretty, with purple eyes and soft hair. Says you're like a princess, and super nice. I think she likes you more than Allura, and that's saying something." Keith laughed, smiling widely. "I bet she loves that." I shook my head and chuckled. "Oh no. But she plays princess with her, so that's extra points." "I'm sorry, but I will NOT wear a dress, no matter what puppy eyes she gives me." Keith said, putting his hands up. I laughed as I pulled into my driveway.
We had a nice house, my father was CEO of a major company, Galra industries. Many people from our school came from families with money, and had big houses, many houses or cars, and pools.
We went to the door and I opened it. "Mom! I'm home! Keith's here too!" I called. She came out of her office, smile on her face. "Lotor! Keith! How was school?" She asked, hugging me. I pecked her on the cheek. "Good." She hugged Keith as well, ruffling his hair affectionately. "What is with you and your hair? I swear, I'm going to call Krolia and make her cut it." She joked. "Hello Mrs.Dibazal." "Oh enough with that. You've know me for years. Call me Erin." Keith smiled as she returned to her office. "James is in the pool with Cameron. I'm sure they'd love to see you." We nodded and headed towards the back of the house, towards the kitchen and pool. "CAMERON! JAMES! I'M HOME! I BROUGH KEITH!" I yelled, opening the door briefly. We set out stuff in the kitchen counter, and I heard splashing. "KEEEF!" A little voice screamed. Cameron threw open the door and ran at Keith, jumping into his arms. "Hey Cameron." He said, hugging her dripping form. "Cameron! You're supposed to dry off before you come inside." James said, coming in.

I could immediately tell that Keith was checking him out. Which made sense. James was a good looking guy. Light brown hair, slightly tanned skin, and strange eyes. Like Cameron's, they were green. But they changed color in the light, and with his mood. Gray, green, blue, blue-green, blue-gray, sometimes, but rarely, even shades of purple. And since he was in the pool, he was in his swim trunks. Black, clinging to his body, highlighting his thighs. He had abs too, along with built arms and legs.

Cameron jumped out of Keith's arms and walked over to James, letting him wrap her in one of the towels he had. "Now go take a shower. Dad's gonna want to know what you want for your birthday party this year, and what are you gonna say?" He asked. "I would like to go riding with my friends at the ranch please. And may I please have strawberry cake with vanilla frosting?" Cameron answered, causing James to smile. "Right. Remember, the more pleases you use, the more likely it is to happen." She nodded and skipped down the hall towards her bedroom, stopping in mom's office.

James stood and looked at us. He gave Keith a once over and smiled, wrapping his own towel around his waist. "Lotor, you're supposed to tell me when you have hot friends." He said, a smirk on his face. "And you're supposed to walk around wearing clothes." I retorted, ignoring Keith's light blush. "I AM wearing clothes. You're just jealous I have better abs than you." He said, going around the counter.
"I have better hair." I say.
"I have better arms." He said getting a cup.
"I have better legs." I said, stepping towards him.
"I have better eyes." He said, filling it with water and taking a sip.
"I'm taller." I quipped, and he slammed his glass down.
"Two inches! Two fucking inches, and I swear, half of it is your hair." He snapped.

I grab him and put him in a headlock, ruffling his hair. "Hey!" He whined, squirming in my grip. "Stop it!" "Aww come on Jamie! Lighten up!" I said, still ruffling his hair. He backed out of my grip, hair mussed. "I hate it when you call me that." He muttered, messing with his hair. "Jamie? That's cute." Keith said, leaning on the counter. "Only Cameron can call me that." He said, glaring at me. "What about me?" Keith asked. James glanced at him and smiled a bit. "Maybe. I haven't made up my mind about you yet." "Cameron likes him." I stated.

"Cameron also says his eyes are purple when they're clearly violet." James said, grabbing a soda from the fridge. He had given up on his hair, and it was a mess. But even then, he still wasn't bad looking. It was a family trait. No matter how messy we were, we still looked nice. "Besides, I have better things to do with these next two weeks then let you bully me. Iverson decided to be a bitch, and shorten our break again. We get two weeks, then we're back to training. I get two fucking weeks before I have to go back to busting my ass for three hours after school for the next several months." James complained, taking a drink. "But supposedly, this Shiro guy, the one who Adam's dating, is gonna come by and help out with practice. Iverson talks about him like he's a god. Apparently he was their star player a few years back, and is really good."

I exchanged a look with Keith. "Shiro's my cousin." Keith said. "No shit. Really?" James asked, walking over to him. "Yeah. He was pretty good. MVP his senior year. But him and Adam crashed their car junior year of college, so he couldn't play anymore." "That's rough buddy." James said, completely straight faced. Keith looked at him and blinked a few times, then burst out laughing. "You did NOT just quote ATLA to me." James laughed as well. "I did. Didn't think you'd catch it. Lotor never does. Says the show is stupid." Keith fake gasped and looked over James's shoulder at me. "Lotor! Really?" I shrugged, leaning against the counter. "I can't believe one of my best friends thinks ATLA is a bad show. I just- wow." He said, shaking his head. "You should've seen his face during the finale of Legend of Korra. He left thought for a second that Korra and Asami were straight."

Keith giggled, and I saw James's cheeks tint pink. Keith noticed him staring and flushed a but too. God, sometimes I hated knowing these two. Keith was put as gay, and I had a theory that James wasn't completely straight, but he hadn't said anything about it."Keith, ask him for the pictures." I said, breaking the silence.

"What pictures?" James asked, raising an eyebrow. "Um, well, Jones of the others besides me and Rommy have met you, and Lotor talks about you sometimes. Mainly about how some people react when they first see you cause of your looks." Keith started. And Pidge said she wants proof. Pics or it didn't happen." James smiled. "Of course. May I?" He asked, gesturing towards Keith's phone. He unlocked it and handed it to him. James pressed a few buttons, then smiled at the camera. He pressed a few more and handed it to Keith. "There. Now you have proof." He said with a smile. "Hopefully I'll see you more often." He said to Keith. He stepped away and passed me, headed down the hall. "Ima go shower. Later " he said, ever polite.

Keith looked at his phone, his hand covering his mouth, cheeks pink. "What?" I asked, going over. He showed me the screen. James had not only gotten him the pictures, but he had also given him his number and created a contact. "Jamie Griffin." With a picture of him smiling, eyes purple and shining. "Interesting." I mused. "What?" Keith asked, looking at the phone again. "He put Jamie. And his eyes are purple. That normally doesn't happen." I stated. "What do you mean? They're purple in all the photos." He flicked through, and his eyes widened. "They're not. Fuck, I though my eyes were just messing with me when I saw it." He muttered. "Its weird right? They're almost always changing color." I said, leaning on the counter. "So what do you wanna do?" I asked, an she shrugged. "TV? Hey, when's Cameron's birthday?" He asked as we went to the living room. "Not til May. But she always wants a big party, so Dad and Mom start planning early. James will do anything for her, so he's taught her how to get what she wants." I explained, sitting on the couch. "With manners?" Keith asked with a laugh, sitting opposite me. "Yeah. How can you say no to a little 7 years old with big eyes and lots of pleases?" "True." Keith said, and I turned on the TV. "What we watching?" I asked. "Avatar the Last Airbender." Keith said, and I groaned. "Really?" "YES. It is an art and you need to learn to appreciate it." He insisted. I sighed. "Fine. But we're starting with the green one. I've seen the blue one already."

We started the show, and were halfway through the second episode when James came out, talking on the phone. He had on black basketball shorts and a bright blue v-neck.
"Haha, yeah. No she's good. Wants to ride horses for her birthday this year." He said, grabbing his abandoned glass. "Yeah it's not til May, but you know my dad. Anything for his little girl." He filled it with water. "Um, I think he's good. Hey bro, would you say you're doing good?"he yelled at me. I nodded, going back to watching the TV. "Jamie be quiet. We're watching Avatar." Keith said, shooting him a glare. "Sorry. You heard him, he's good. The other one? That's just his friend, Keith." James silenced and I glanced at him, and he had a bright pink face. "Mark! Stop it! Shut up! No, I'm not! It's not funny. I-" he got cut off.
"What? Oh, sorry man, I don't know where she is. I haven't talked to her much. You know why." He stopped moving for a moment, and groaned. "Really? Why? I don't even know how long it's been since we broke up. 8 months? Really? How'd you know?" He asked. "No. Really? Why? Okay, no offense man, but your sister is clingy as fuck. Well yeah Cameron does it but she's a little kid. It's cute. When an 16 year old is doing it's just weird." He laughed. "You're right, I forgot about that. Yeah, she's controlling too." The doorbell rang. "Hang on, I gotta answer the door."

He headed towards the front. I heard the door open and the sound of flesh hitting flesh, like a hug. "What the hell? Why are you here?" James asked, sounding mad. "Come on Jamie, you know why." A female voice said. "You don't get to call me that. Get the fuck out of my house. There's the door." James growled coming back into view, a girl following. She had light brown hair and blue eyes, with a cheerleaders body, mainly because she was one. "Come on Jamie. Can we at least talk?" "Yeah, I found your sister. How? Cause she's at my fucking house." James said into his phone. "Thank you. Yeah, no problem. See ya." He said, ending his call. "James, don't ignore me." Alexis said. "I don't want to talk to you." He said, turning to face her. "It's been eight fucking months Alexis. There's a reason I've been avoiding you. Why can't you get the message and leave me the fuck alone?" "Because we made mistakes. Both of us, me especially. But I've changed Jamie." She said, stepping forward. "Don't call me that." He said slowly. "Look, I know you didn't mean what you said. Why can't we just move on and be together again? I'll change, I promise. You can go to all the parties you want, hang out with the team, I don't care. Just come back to me." She said, cupping his face. He looked at her, eyes cold and gray, pushing her hands away. "Don't touch me. Don't call me Jamie. Don't talk to me. Don't call me, don't text me, don't come near me, don't even look at me." He said coldly. "I don't want anything to do with you. We're done. We've been done for months. I don't want to see you. Why can't you get that? Why can't you just leave me alone?" He asked. "Why? You insist on doing this, every month. Why? Half the guys on the football team would love to date you. Why don't you go bug one of them?" James asked, walking into the kitchen, Alexis following.

Me and Keith exchanged a look,and got up to follow them. Keith had his phone out and was recording.
"Jamie please, one last chance." Alexis pleaded. "I gave you "one last chance" a dozen times." James said, grabbing his glass. "But this time will be different." Alexis said, leaving in the counter. "That's what you said the last three times. What latter about no don't you get?" He asked, filling his glass. "James, please." "No. I don't like you Alexis. Accept that." "Cameron likes me." "No she doesn't! She likes Mark more, and she's only seen him like five times!" "Jamie, what's happening?" Cameron asked, walking in. "Hey Cameron." Alexis said sweetly.

Cameron looked at her then walked back out, saying "Wait here! I have a suprise for you!" Alexis smiled. Cameron returning shortly with a Nerf gun. She pointed it at Alexis and shot her in the face, in the center of the forehead. It was a different kind if dart though, so it stuck. Alexis's smile fell, and her eyes narrowed as the boys laughed. "Go away. Jamie doesn't like you." Cameron announced before leaving the room again.

"Okay, I don't care what she thinks. I care what YOU think Jamie." Alexis said, putting a hand James's arm. Two more darts came from the hall. "You don't get to call him that. Go away ugly lady!" Cameron's voice said. "You heard her. Go away." James said, shouldering her off. "Get out. Now." He said sternly. "Or what?" She asked, crossing her arms. "Or I call your father young lady." Mom said, appearing in the hall. "I don't think Justin will enjoy that. I know Monica won't." She said. Alexis huffed but turned, and headed to the door. It slammed behind her, and mom sighed. "You really must do something about her James." She said. "I've tried! She won't leave me alone! I've talked to her, to Mark, their parents, Abbey, Erica, half the cheer team! She won't fuck off!" James said, throwing his hands in the air. "Language young man. Your sister is here. I'll talk to Monica. She'll straighten her out. Now, I know you have better things to do with your two weeks then complain about your ex girlfriend. Go." Mom ordered, waving him off and going back down the hall. James groaned and rubbed his hands down his face.

"Am I the only one who has no idea what's happening?" Keith asked. "Alexis is his ex girlfriend from last year. They dated for about six months before he broke it off." I explained. "Why? She's pretty." Keith said.

"Just wait til you've been dating for a month. Then she's a totally different person." James scoffed heading to the living room. "Wanted to know where I was every goddamn second of the day. Texts every 5 minutes "where are you? Who are you with?" Then she wants me to take her clothes shopping, or go watch cheer practice. And she gets mad when I don't, even after I remind her that I have baseball practice then. She said,word for word, "It's baseball or me James. What's it gonna be?" Obviously I chose baseball cause is something I see a future with. Then she goes around telling people I was cheating on her, that I was a terrible boyfriend, that it was her idea and all that shit. But if you wanna date her, be my guest." James explained, falling on dad's big chair. "Wow. Why do all the pretty ones have problems?" Keith joked,sitting back on the couch.

James smiled down at me, eyes sparkling. He extended his hand and I took it. He pulled me onto the horse behind him and we trotted off, my arms wrapped around his waist. "See? Ridings not that bad." He said. "Shut up." I muttered. We rode in silence for a few minutes, going in circles around the riding arena. It was nice. Blissful even.

All of a sudden, screams broke the silence. Our heads snapped towards Cameron and the girls in the other arena. One had fallen off her horse, and the other had rushed to her side. The horses around them were rearing their legs and whining. The girls screamed as the horses ran around, getting close to them. "Keith, get off." James ordered. I slid off, landing on the ground besides him.

He started to spur the horse, but I grabbed his arm. "James wait." I said, and he looked at me, eyes dark and grey. I pulled him down and pecked him on the lips. "Be careful." I muttered. He blinked a few times but nodded, spurring the horse and taking off.
Him, Lotor and Zarkon all headed towards the fence that separated the two arenas, jumping it almost in sync. They headed towards the girls, and the horses backed off. James reached down and grabbed one girls arm, pulling her into his lap. Lotor did the same, and Zarkon took two. They came back towards us, James to me and the others to the parents. James handed me the girl. "Keep her calm." He said, before rushing off again. Lotor and Zarkon got the other girls, only Cameron was left. James went faster, rushing towards her.

"JAMIE!" She screamed, tears in her eyes. The horse closest to her ran forward, rearing its legs and whingeing. Cameron cried out in terror, and James jumped. Off the horse, tackling her to the ground and out of the way of the panicked horse. They landed, the horse brought its legs down, and James cried out. "JAMIE!" Cameron yelled, crawling out from under him. "JAMES!" I yelled, jumping the fence and running towards him. Lotor, Zarkon and the ranch hands got the horses to another arena, then came towards us. "James. Oh my god James. Are you okay?" I asked, falling to my knees beside him. "Fuck Keith. My leg." He said, struggling to sit up, but falling on his back. "It hurts." He groaned. I looked at his leg and had to suppress a sob. His ankle was bleeding and pink. "Jamie?" Cameron whispered. "Yeah?" He asked, turning his head to her. "Are you okay?" She asked. "Yeah Cam, I'm alright. Just hurt my leg a bit." "James!" Alexis said, sitting next to me and reaching for his hand. "Are you okay?" James's eyes clenched shut. "Keith, I can't feel my leg. Fuck Keith, I can't feel my leg." He cried.

"Son. Your leg." Zarkon said, coming over. He touched it lightly, and James's back arched. "Dad. It hurts." He whined. "That's all I can feel. Pain. The rest is numb. Keith I can't feel my leg. It hurts." He whined. "Get out of my way bitch I need to check on my brother." Lotor said shoving Alexis out of the way. "Excuse me!" She said. "You're excused. Move." Lotor ordered. "But he needs me." She said, reaching for his hand. "Keith." He groaned. "I can't feel my leg. I can't feel my leg." He said, reaching for me. I took him into my arms and lifted his torso slowly, cradling him against my chest. "I can't feel my leg." He said, and I felt warm tears on my chest. "Son, I'm going to straighten it. Your ankle is bent. This is going to hurt. Are you ready?" He reached for my hand and I grasped it, holding him tightly. "Are you ready?" Zarkon asked, and James nodded. Zarkon took his ankle into his hand and turned it sharply. James gasps and tightened his grip on my hand. "Fuck." He said softly, breath tickling my chest. "Holy shit. Keith that fucking hurt." He said. "Yeah, it probably did." I said, letting out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. "I don't think I'm gonna be able to play. Playoffs are in six weeks. I can't play." He said, voice shaking. "I can't play." "We don't know that yet. Maybe it's just a sprain." I said comfortingly. "Give it a few weeks, and you'll be fine." I whispered, kissing his head. "Fuck, I'm gonna be in the hospital, aren't I?" He asked, chuckling a bit. "Yeah, maybe." I said. "You're gonna visit me, right?" He asked, looking up at me, eyes purple. "Of course. I'd miss my favorite baseball player." "Aww, I'm your favorite?" James asked, grinning up at me. "Obviously. Why else would I go to practice?" "I'm sure Shiro and Ryan don't mind. It's funny sometimes, your reaction when you watch practice. You look so surprised sometimes. When we run up and down the field, when we practice pitching or batting."

I chuckled a bit and smiled. "Well yeah. You guys are amazing." "Ryan says you watch me a lot. That your eyes do what I call the "galaxy thing". You know, when you smile, and you're happy, truly happy, they sparkle. Like stars. You have galaxy eyes, you know that? They're beautiful." I felt my cheeks heat. "Really? Thanks." "You're beautiful Keith. Not just your eyes, but you too." James said. Then he laughed. "Oh god, that sounds so gay." I chuckled, along with the others. "Yeah, it did." "But it's okay. I mean,I think I'm gay, so it's okay." I exchanged a look with Lotor, who just smiled knowingly. "Yeah James, me too." I said. "Well I know that. Hell Keith, you made me gay. I couldn't believe my eyes the first time I saw you. You were beautiful. I couldn't believe my brother had a friend that hot and didn't tell me." "James." I said. "Why are you just telling me now?" He shrugged and leaned into me. "I don't know. I guess was scared. Of you rejecting me. I like you a lot Keith. I didn't want to screw up our friendship. I had no idea what I would do if you didn't feel the same. It would've screwed up my entire life. I see you everyday. I spend most of my free time with you. I didn't want to mess that up. I love you." James said, then he let out an airy laugh. "Holy shit Keith, I'm in love with you." He repeated. "How bad is he injured?" Someone asked, coming over. The paramedics had arrived. I'd been so busy talking to James I hadn't noticed what was going on around me. "Yes. His ankle was at an odd position, but I put it back in place." Zarkon said. "Will he okay?" "I don't know yet sir. We need to get him to the ER and do some xrays. Come on." She said, motioning for the other paramedics to bring over a stretcher. I let go of him and they slowly moved him onto it, taking him away in the ambulance. "Keith. Keith. Keith!" Someone said besides me. I turned and saw Lotor, a worried look on his face. "You've been sitting here for 30 minutes. Are you alright?" He asked. "He said he loved me." I whispered. "I didn't get a chance to say it back." "I know. But you can tell him later. He's going to be fine. Little light headed cause of the blood loss, but fine. His ankle is sprained, but he'll be fine in a few weeks." He said, wrapping his arms around me.

Lotor POV
James covered his face with his hands. "Fuck. Did I really say all that?" He asked. I nodded. "Yeah, you did." "Keith's gonna hate me now." He muttered. "Mm, I don't think he will." I said. James looked at me like I was crazy. "Lotor, I haven't seen him in a week, and I apparently confessed my love for him as I laid in his arms, with a sprained ankle and bleeding. He's going to think I'm crazy." I sighed. "If you say so." We pulled up to the school and I helped James our, handing him his crutches. "This is going to be a long day." He muttered.

We started into the building, attracting stares and whispers as we went. We got to the cafeteria and walked in the door, and everyone went quiet. "Hey guys." James said, as if nothing had changed. "James!" Ryan said, coming over with the team. "Griffin! What'd you do man?" Mark asked, holding a hand out for a fist bump, which James gave him. "Something. Nothing important." "Nothing important?" Allura scoffed, coming over with Ina, Nadia and Veronica. "You knocked your sister out if the way of an attacking horse." The guys smiled. "EYYYY!" The team choruses. "That's sick man!" One said. "And it definitely ain't nothing." Veronica added, before hugging James. "I just did what anyone else would've done." James said. "Griffin! Nice to see you!" Shiro said, coming over, followd by Lance and Iverson. "Hey. And don't worry, I'll be back in my feet in a few weeks. Yal ain't going to playoffs without me. You wouldn't stand a chance." Iverson clapped him on the back. "Good to see you. And don't think just because you're injured you're getting out of practice. I expect my team capitan to be there every day." James nodded.

"James!" Alexis yelled, coming over. She hugged him tightly. "I was so worried about you." "Really? That why you didn't even text while is was gone? You bug me more when I'm not hurt than when I am." She looked hurt. "James.." she said, leaning in. He stopped her with the butt oh his crutch. "Kiss me and I kick you." He warned. She fumed. "Really? You're choosing that faggot over me? After everything I've done for you?" "You ain't never done anything for me. And his name, is Keith. And if he's a fag for being gay, then so am I." Alexis gasped. "Yeah that's right bitch. I'm gay. Now back the fuck off because I need to find someone more important than you." "OOOH!" The team and all those close to us chorused. James turned away from her and back towards the doors, heading out of the cafeteria.

"Jamie!" A voice called from the other door. James turned and Keith came running towards him, throwing his arms around his shoulders. James hugged him tightly around the waist with one arm, smiling. "Hey Keith. So, um, about what I said.." He started as the pulled apart. B

ut Keith stopped him by kissing him on the lips, eyes screwed shut. James's eyes widened for a second before they closed as well, and he turned his head to deepen the kiss. Keith pulled away with a smile. "I love you too." James blushed but smiled back, pulling him in for another kiss. "OOOOOHHHH!" The people in the cafeteria yelled. Several had phones out and were recording and taking pictures."EYYYYYYYYY!" The team yelled, jumping up and down and waving their arms. "YEAH JAMES! GET YO MAN!" Mark and Ryan yelled. "LANCE YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS!" Pidge yelled. "FUCK!" He yelled back. Keith and James had separated, and both had huge smiles on their faces.

The ball cracked as it hit the bat, flying into the distance. It went to the right outfield and the player missed it, not catching. James took off running, heading for first. Ryan and Mark took off as well, going from third and second to home. The opposing team got the ball and began throwing it. It missed James by a mile on first and second, nearly catching him on third. He ran for home, the baseman fumbling with the ball. He threw it and it sailed over James's head, headed for the umpire. James slid, and the dust obscured the view. When it cleared, his foot was on home, and the ball was on the ground. "SAFE!" The umpire yelled, and a roar went up from the crowd.

James stood and smiled brightly eyes shining. His teammates ran towards him and brought him into a group hug, jumping and cheering, all with giant smiles in their faces. The students filed out of the stand and ran towards the team, cheering. James was hoisted on their shoulders, them chanting his name. "GRIFFIN! GRIFFIN! GRIFFIN!" They yelled, carrying him to the pitcher's mound. They dropped him and he was hugged by Lotor and Cameron, both smiling widely. Zarkon and Erin hugged him as well, Zarkon clapping him on the back, smiling proudly. Keith ran up to him, fighting to get through the crowd. James smiled even brighter when he saw him, eyes light purple. They hugged, Keith throwing himself into James's arms.
When they pulled apart Keith smiled and stole his hat, leaning in and covering both of their faces. A "OOH!" went up from those around them, and Lotor shook his head, smiling. Keith cupped James's face as he wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer. They pulled apart and Keith lowered the hat, dropping it. James smiled at his and cupped his face with the other hand, bringing him in for another kiss. A louder cheer went this time, some "OOH!"s, some laughs, "Get some!" and "Get yo man!" were heard.

They danced in the moonlight, bodies highlighted by the fire next to them. It illuminated the two boys dancing. James twirled Keith around and extended his arm, leaning back. His shirt was flowing around him, and the light danced off his chest and face, showing his abs and smile. It did the same to Keith, who eyes shone in the moonlight as he danced with his lover.

Me and James laughed as I pulled him down the pier. His eyes shone a bright violet in the moonlight, and he had a brilliant smile upon his face. We stopped at the edge, holding hands. "This is my favorite place here. I love the view." I said softly. "I love the view too. The lakes not bad either." James said, nudging my shoulder. I rolled my eyes and turned to him. "Really?" He smiled and cupped my face with both hands. "Yes. I love you." "I love you too." I said. He smiled even more brightly and pulled me in for a kiss. His hands held my face gently as my own rested on his waist.

We heard steps approaching and pulled away, seeing our friends smiling. "THROW EM IN THE LAKE!" Ryan yelled. The team, Lotor, Lance, Allura, and Pidge cheered. They rushed us and picked us up, letting us hold hands as threw us into the freezing water. I shut my eyes as we went down, opening them slowly once in the water, adjusting to the darkness. James was in the water next to me, a blissful smile on his face, eyes closed. I smiled and swam towards him, cupping his face and pulling him into a soft kiss. I broke away and swam for the surface, James coming up not too long after. "Haha, very funny guys. Now help us out." He said, holding a hand up. Ryan and Mark reached for him, Lotor and Lance for me. Once we had their hands we yanked them into the water with us, laughing as they flailed around. "Oh, so that's how it is?" Lotor said. "Fine." And he splashed some water at us. We laughed and did the same, and soon everyone was in the water, splashing around and laughing.