It started years ago. The uprising. "That asshole keeps playing me!" Keith yells, slamming his fist against his desk.

"Calm down, Keith," Shiro calmly spoke, walking in after him.

Keith glares up at his brother, his senior officer. "Why would I be calm about Blue?!" He asks, gritting his teeth. "He did it again!" Keith yelled, throwing a newspaper  article on the desk. Showing a young tanned man, with Blue paint covering his eyes, it matched his eyes. He was posing in front of a camera, with Keith under his arm. "He keeps taking selfies with me! Who the fuck dose that?!" He yelled on embarrassment.

Every time Blue strikes, he asks for Keith. Every. God. Damn. Time.

And if Keith is a no show, then there is no show, he gets in, and gets out. No playing around, no games or tricks. It's like the fun was sucked out of him.

"I can't take it," Keith sighed, falling back in his chair. Pulling out his file, Keith scanned over the few thing they found out about Blue.

He's a tall, Cuban in his late teens. Kidnaps children from schools and homes. And it ticks Keith off that he'll flirt with him like its no big deal, like at a party and not a kidnapping of children. And his name, was Blue. Or at least that's what he goes by, and his fondness keeps growing.

"If this keeps, nothing will left of the younger population!" Keith yells, frowning the file down on the desk.

Sighing heavily, Shiro takes a few steps forward. Picking up the sheets, he looks at the file," he really dose like you," Shiro hums softly. " he always makes a big fuss whenever you're around. Like he's planing something," his gaze drops down to the bottom of the file. "Maybe we should go through with the plan?" Shiro asked, glaring down at Keith, who scoffed.

"Are you kidding me?" He asked," he'll never go for it, he's a fucking–"

"Keith!" Shiro raised his voice, cutting off Keith. "He likes you, he knows your still a teenager, that's all he needs to know. Wether or not you like or not, this is out chance to track him, and the missing children. We know he's not the mastermind, he's the dog. Going out, and fetching them, but he has one flaw— he likes you," he said. " so if you can ply the act right, we might be able to save them," he said, sitting down in his chair.

"I don't want to, but..." He trailed off. Sighing heavily, he looked up at Shiro. "Fine, I'll do it," Keith sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
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Jumping over a stump, Blue stuck the perfect landing. On his face. "Ow!" He cried, rubbing his nose in pain.

"You ok, Blue?" A small voice asked.

Looking up, Blue saw that he was back at home base, and all the little ones were laughing at him. Happily, he sighed as he pushed himself back to his feet. "I'll be just find, Lucy," he smiled down at the little girl while patting her head lovingly.

The little girl giggles," you want me to get you water?" She asked, smiling back up at him.

He smirked, crouching down, he kissed her cheek," aw thank you. Will you nurse me back to health!" He cooed.

"I'll go get some," she said, running off to the lake.

"Be careful!" He called after her as he headed back to his tent.

Throwing the drapes back, he strutted into his quarters, made out of almost all of fine blankets and pillows. Throwing himself back into them, he curled up against a plushy of a Blue lion. Letting his eyes flutter close. "What the heel happened to you?" Pidge chuckled, leaning her back up against a tree, on the inside of the tent. "Didn't you, Lance?"

Opening an eye, Lance smirked," you know not to call me that here, Green," he teased, sitting himself up. "I'll have you know, I tripped on my why back," he chuckled," but enough about my failure at walking. Hunk is looking after the new kids I brought back. I couldn't get all 5, so I'm going back tomorrow," he yawned.

"Well, duh. It's because you kept flirting with that cop. Again," she said, sitting next to him," you can't keep doing this Lance. We have a nod to do, and you can't screw it up. Not with flirting,"

Lance sighed, falling back into the sheets. "I know, but I can't help it," he wined.

Running the bridge of her nose, Pidge let out a heavy breath. "Flirt with him when your not in character, ok? When the mask is on, your Blue. A terrorist, that kidnaps kids. Just play the part a little longer, then you can flirt, with anyone you want," Pidge sad with a sad smile.

"Alright," he sighed.

"Night. Blue," she said, taking her leave.

"Night, Green," he said back in a sigh. Letting his eyes close. He knew Pidge was right, and how hard it was for her. Having to hide it from her father, who was an investigator, and close friends with one of the cops on their case. Shiro. And her brother, how is also Lance's friend.

For Hunk, too. If anyone found out about what he was involved with, he'd lose his scholarship to go off to cooking school.

And for Lance. This was his chance to prove he wasn't a failure, that he could no something. This was his chance to— Paint The Roses Blue.

And no one was going to stop them.