Disclaimer: Voltron and all of its characters and settings are copyrighted by World Event Productions, Ltd. and Toei Animation Company. Original characters and plots are the brain-children of me, the author. I am in no way affiliated with the aforementioned companies. No monetary profit is being made from this work, and no copyright infringement is intended. Please do not do not repost or reuse this work without obtaining my permission first. Thank you.

Author’s Note: This is an old, old fanfic written back in the day when I was a wee fanbrat on a long-term caffeine high. Consequently it is rather long and convoluted and a little silly. There may be a couple OOC’s here and there, as while I like Princess Allura’s character, she was admittedly a wuss in the series. It was like, “Come on, girl, stand up for yourself!” And that’s when I caught myself yelling at my TV and decided to write this sprawling fanfic. At any rate, I hope that you enjoy it.

Opposites Attract, Ch. 11

It was roughly later on in the morning when everyone returned back to Castle Control, and Allura was positively glowing as she emerged from her transporter, her ego sufficiently inflated.

Hunk and Pidge gave each other high-fives as they both exclaimed, "Yeah! Now we can sleep in again!! Way to go, Princess!"

Lance was smiling gratefully towards her as he silently mouthed, "Thank you! Oh, God, thank you!!"

Keith, on the other, took a little while longer to exit his transporter.

"How could I lose? How could she have beaten me?" he muttered to himself, "I'm the commander! I should've won! I'm the commander, damn it! I'm the commander!!"

Allura was surprised that she had bested Keith in combat, as well. It took a lot of effort on her part, but she still had beaten him! He normally won most of the time, and he probably would next time, too.

...Oh, well... I might as well enjoy this for as long as I can...

She waited for Keith to catch up to her before she casually replied, her voice dripping with undisguised irony, "Great job, Keith! Better luck next time, though. In the meantime, you could use a little practice, you know..."

Keith, for a moment, took in a huge breath of air and turned as red as his flight suit, but then regained his composure before blowing off her words.

"Eh, it was a one time thing. I was just being nice. I'll win next time."

Still grinning maniacally, Allura crossed her arms and said, "Sure, Keith, and maybe Zarkon's not really a tuna in a dress. Just be sure that what you say won't come back to haunt you!"

"I think that the same could be said for you," he stated simply as he began to walk ahead of her.

"Oh, Fearless Commander... I do believe that you should take that stick out of your ass; I think some of it's beginning to show," she called jokingly from behind him.

Arching an eyebrow, Keith turned back towards her and nonchalantly retorted, "And you were dropped on your head as a child... how many times again?"

"...Well, whatever," Allura said knowingly, trying to feign an injured pride, but couldn't, so she stuck her tongue out playfully, instead, "However, I do want to thank you for promising not to wake us up any later than nine in the morning for practice flights from now on. Out of curiosity, though, just why did you go spastic on all of us and wake us up at four this morning?"

Keith briefly turned red again for a moment, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Uh... Well, I guess I did get a bit carried away with the whole 'Be prepared' thing... and, well, there is one more thing..."

"What?"

"It was the power, man, the power... Do you have absolutely any idea how fun it is to torture you guys?"

Both Allura's mind and body were numbed from the day's activities as she slowly plodded towards her bedroom, again. She sincerely wished with all of her heart now that it was Coran who scheduled what she had to do every day, and not Nanny; he would at least be more merciful towards her.

...If I didn't know any better, I'd say that she was trying to kill me...

Nanny had seen to it that her schedule was as booked as possible from the moment she had gotten back from her early morning practice flights to when she had finally collapsed from sheer exhaustion.

...Let me see... first, there were language lessons from Coran... and then I had to deal with 7 diplomats visiting from different planets... more lessons from Coran... and then some crap that Nanny made me do... I forget what..., Allura pondered as she silently ticked each activity off with one finger.

Either way, this was all probably Nanny exacting her revenge upon her for not obeying her since the lingerie incident. Raking her fingers through her long hair, she gave a harried sigh and continued on her way, still lost in her own thoughts.

...Oy... and to think I still have almost two years before I'm even coronated!... Now I think I know how Coran feels...

Suppressing yet another yawn, Allura finally entered her bedroom and tiredly tore off her ghastly, pink jumpsuit, preparing to enter the forgiving sanctity of her shower. Just as she was about to enter the bathroom, however, a new thought sprang into her head.

...Oh, yeah... although I wouldn't mind at all attempting to beat the hell out of Lotor, I really don't relish the idea of being crushed against my bedroom walls again...

Allura quickly rechecked her windows to make sure that they were all closed and locked before she returned back to where she was originally going.

...Knowing him, though, he'll probably find another way in here... like slithering underneath the windowsill...

Closing her bathroom door, she eventually stripped off the rest of her clothing and allowed the thick steam of the shower to envelop and carry away both herself and her plethora of worries and problems.

Sighing in contentment, Allura unhurriedly toweled herself off. With her problems temporarily lifted off of her shoulders, she could finally enjoy the luxury of a getting a good night's sleep. Right as she was about to dry off her thick, blonde mane, she abruptly changed her mind, opting for a braid, instead. Sure, her hair would be all gross and unkempt tomorrow, but she was feeling too tired and lazy to deal with it right now. The matter settled, Allura pulled her wet hair back into a sloppy braid and donned a light, airy nightgown before she exited the bathroom.

Almost floating towards her bed, she swiftly cocooned herself up within her comforter as her almost-bloodshot eyes began to close in bliss.

...Finally... no Keith... no Nanny... just... sleep...

However, before even a minute had passed, a small shuffle from the distant corner of Allura's room soon caused her tortured eyes to fly open again in unholy fury.

...That had better be space mice that I hear... instead of who I think it is!!...

Opposites Attract, Ch. 12

With a speed that could rival Hunk's in the presence of Nanny's cake, Allura found her light switch and turned it on, illuminating her room and revealing (surprise, surprise) Lotor in a sneaking position near her bed, the stricken look on his face resembling that of an animal caught in the headlights.

"So, you finally decided to show up, huh?" she stated sardonically, looking down at her watch, "Oooo, earlier than last time, too; it's only 11:30. And you even let me get my clothes on; how considerate of you! But, please tell me, Lotor, how is it that you have an almost impeccable ability to show up whenever I am alone, tired, bitchy, naked or almost naked, and in the foulest mood possible? I mean, couldn't you try and kidnap me during the day on your own time?"

Surprised at the apparent lack of her usual fear of him, Lotor attempted to give her an innocent look, but since she obviously already knew of his reputation, it didn't work.

"Well... um... er... Damn it! I thought you'd be asleep by now!"

"Try waiting for more than one minute," Allura replied acidly, "How did you get in this time? I made sure that all of my windows were locked."

Straightening out to his full height and brushing off his uniform, he answered, "Not all. The window to the right of the one that I came in through last week was unlocked. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you wanted me to come in after you..."

...Augh! Not again!... Why am I being so careless lately?!..., Allura thought as a horrified look crossed her face.

"So, I was right," Lotor smirked as he noted the expression on her face, "You are just playing dumb with me."

"Dumb? Excuse me, this coming from someone who always makes the same mistakes over and over again? And, not to mention, used the same exact tactic, which did not work, that he used last week?"

"Hey! Normally, I don't like to operate the same way twice, but who am I to turn down a good opportunity when I see one?"

Rolling her eyes, Allura crossed her arms and muttered, "Whatever... We've been through this situation too many times before. I know what you want, you know what I want. You know what I'm going to say, I know what you're going to say. This whole thing is pointless. So, if you'll kindly be on your way, then... Bye-bye..."

"No," Lotor firmly refused, "I didn't come all this way to leave with nothing."

"Really? I thought that you'd be used to it by now."

"I am going to choose to ignore that, for your sake, but since you already have laid everything so neatly out before us," he continued on in a silken tone, "And I am... as you so quaintly put it... such a stubborn bastard, I will convince you to marry me yet."

"I expected you to say that... You do every time," Allura scoffed, still keeping a wary distance between him and herself, "And my answer is still 'no'. So, why don't you get lost?"

"Not again...," sighed Lotor, running his hand through his hair in exasperation.

"Oh... poor baby! You act as if I'm the one who's torturing you, instead of the other way around. Oh, oh! And thank you for reminding me; just why the hell are you spreading rumors about me?!"

"Rumors?" Lotor looked blankly at her.

Opposites Attract, Ch. 13

"You know exactly what I'm talking about, you big, fat liar!" Allura stared at him in contempt, "A little, spineless bird told me that you were spreading lies around that I was your fiancée! Your fiancée!! I don't recall ever saying 'yes' to any of your monotonous proposals!... Your scare tactics may work on potential suitors, but they don't work on me!"

"Oh, I know what you're talking about now!" he exclaimed as it finally dawned upon him, "Well, I don't really have any excuse for that, other than that it’s not a total lie since I consider the results of the situation to be pending."

"Pending results?!" Allura cried in disbelief, "I already gave you my answer to your questions a long time ago, so the only reason why the 'results' might be 'pending' is because you never stop asking! I'd really appreciate it if you'd stop scaring away my suitors!"

"Maybe so, but if I remember correctly, you send them all packing in the end, anyway," Lotor pointed out, holding a hand up to halt any further accusations.

"That's none of your damn business what I do! If my governess is successful in forcing me to marry, I would at least like more choices than you to choose from!" Allura yelled indignantly, "Now, though, no one will so much as even touch me because they're afraid that you'll tear them apart! You've virtually destroyed whatever chance I had at an almost nonexistent love life; I hope you're happy!"

Shrugging his shoulders, he replied indifferently, "Well, if it makes any difference to you, you've ruined me for other women."

"I don't care!" Allura practically roared, "Why do you insist on chasing me? Don't you have Merla, or that what's-her-face... Corrall?... Hey, don't you have a harem?!"

"I'm used to getting what I want, that's why! As for the others, it was fun while it lasted, but things kind of fell apart, and... Well, you know how things go."

"No, I don't! Just... Just... I've said 'no' to you a million times, and I know that you have a brain, however small it may be, somewhere down there, and... and... Will you just leave?!"

"Look, why don't you just say 'yes'? It would end a lot of problems and save us a lot of heartbreak..."

Staring at him, Allura cleared out her throat and asked incredulously, "Are you being serious? You expect me to not only ignore the atrocities you've committed against countless other planets, but also to turn my back on my people and my friends, surrendering everything to you... and agree to be your wife?!"

"Well... yeah."

"Not happening."

"You're acting as if I'm asking you to disembowel yourself!" he exclaimed, "Why won't you just say 'yes'?! I know that you're attracted to me, and I would give you everything that you could ever want... Anything and everything!... And I'm a three-time 'Mr. Universe' champion, for crying out loud!! What is there not to like about me?!"

"What good will all of that do me while Arus is being barbecued by your fleet?!"

Lotor was on the verge of exploding.

"I don't want your freaking planet!! How many times do I have to tell you that before it finally sinks in?!" he shouted in frustration, but, seeing as how that was getting him nowhere, abruptly softened his voice, "...I only want... you, Allura; I'm in love with you, alright? I admit it. I may not have been at first, but I am now. All that I want is to be with you... I have never wanted that from anyone before. You and your planet would be spared from my father... and you're not totally opposed to the idea of marrying me, are you?"

Somewhat startled by this sudden confession out of Lotor, Allura tried to not let it faze her.

"You're lying..."

Smacking himself in the face, Lotor muttered, "And here we go again..."

"Hey, this isn't exactly a picnic for me, either!"

"Then why don't you just accept your fate, like everyone else has?!" he demanded, trying to remain calm, but without much success.

Allura's own temper was beginning to match his in intensity.

"Look, I don't have to stand here in my own room, no, wait... on my own planet, even, and listen to you make impossible demands concerning my future," she replied with a deadly calm, "You are going to leave, now."

Giving a low laugh, Lotor arrogantly tossed his head to the side and remarked, "Now, why would I want to go and do something like that?"

"Because it certainly helps if your head isn't blown to pieces," Allura stated as she whipped out a small laser blaster that had been concealed within her nightgown, "Now, leave."

Opposites Attract, Ch. 14

Lotor's eyes widened in surprise as his hands went up in the air.

"Whoa, hello...where did you get that thing?"

"It's a small precaution I took since your last 'visit'," she replied, the stress from the past week beginning to weigh heavily on her, "Now, DO AS I SAY AND LEAVE!"

Lotor kept his distance, but made no move to obey her.

"Shit, what's your problem?!"

"Look, I have had a crappy week," Allura said slowly, her throat constricting with anger and her blaster still trained on him, "Why don't you try and stay pleasant while you're constantly deprived of sleep, treated like a prepubescent child, continuously pestered by a psychopathic prince with questions of, 'Will you marry me? Will you marry me? I'll liquefy your planet unless you marry me!', and have everyone riding your ass for one thing or another?! I'd say that I'm doing a bloody, damn good job of it, if you ask me! And all that I want right now... is some sleep. Is that so much to ask?! Now, please, please leave. I'm asking you nicely. You can come back sometime tomorrow and bug me, I promise; we'll make a date out of it. Okay?"

An awkward moment of silence pervaded the air for a short while before it was soon interrupted by the ever-tactful smile of the Drule prince.

"Psychopathic? And I thought that you didn't care!"

"Shut UP, Lotor!"

"Alright, alright...," he chuckled, his hands still up in the air, "And I thought that I had it rough... Well, at least you got all of that out into the open, right?"

Tilting her head to the side thoughtfully, Allura considered, "Yes, I suppose that you're right. I do feel a little bit better... Hey, quit changing the subject! You're not supposed to be here! Why don't you... just go back to whatever rock you crawled out underneath from?!"

Lotor's eyes then narrowed slightly, as if searching for the perfect moment to strike when her guard became lowered. He still remained in the same spot, but she could tell that he was quickly devising a plan of some type to thwart her attempts at making him leave.

"Whatever you're planning, Lotor, forget it; it won't do you any good," she said warningly, tightening her finger on her blaster's trigger.

He immediately looked her in the eyes and smirked knowingly, almost as if he had already regained control of the situation.

"I will leave, Allura, but not without you. Draw whatever conclusions you want from my offer, but it remains this: I want you to give yourself to me out of your own free will; however, since you remain so... obstinate, I will have no choice but to take you to Doom myself and convince you otherwise in the end. Either way, you will belong to me, Allura. I know that you desire me, and you would gain so much more... Arus would be spared from the war between the Empire and the Alliance... that is what you want, right?"

"Yes, but I belong to no one, especially you!" she snarled in fury, her grip on her blaster beginning to waver, "Voltron will defeat you; it always has! I have poured my very being into protecting Arus from Zarkon; what makes you think that I'd give in to you any easier?"

Allura wasn't quite sure of what happened next, but before she knew it, she was pinned against her wall, yet again, by Lotor's powerful frame, her blaster no where to be seen.

Ignoring her futile struggling, he whispered intimately into her ear, "Because he never held the fate of your planet or the lives of millions of your people in his hand quite like I do... That's why..."

For a moment, Allura stared into his deadly serious eyes, raw fear finally setting in.

"You wouldn't..."

Lotor smiled at her coldly.

"Who says? If that's what it will take to convince you, then that's what it will take. I have decimated whole civilizations for even less."

"I'm sure you have," she muttered bitterly.

He didn't say anything, but instead looked at her expectantly, studying her grief-stricken facial expressions.

Allura had never wept in Lotor's presence, but she felt like she could now. The possibility of revealing this moment of vulnerability to him angered her even more, but what could she do? She was helpless... absolutely helpless. Her weapon was gone, and no doubt his guard was up against any other means of escape.

Lotor noticed her eyes beginning to cloud over, and sighed inwardly. He had wanted her to come to a decision, but not this way.

Just as Allura thought that nothing would save her, Lotor unexpectedly released her. Rubbing her wrists, she looked up at him, blinking back hidden tears of surprise.

"Lotor... why?"

Sighing heavily, he crossed his arms and replied, "I don't know what to do. You won't come willingly to me, yet I can't force you to without my conscious conveniently making me feel guilty about it. What sucks about this whole thing is that you won't yield, and neither will I."

"Obviously."

"What will it take for you to say 'yes'?" he asked pensively, "Short of threatening to obliterate Arus, I mean. I know that you don't feel the same way about me as I do for you, but that can always change; it did for me. So what will it take, Allura? I obviously can't answer that question for you, so why don't you try?"

Allura uneasily looked up at him, and then back down. Lotor had released her, but his body was still exceedingly close to her own; there would be no way that she could avoid answering his disturbingly probing question.

"I... don't know," she answered truthfully, beginning to grow restless, "All that I can say is that what you are suggesting is impossible; I will not allow Arus to become occupied by your military again."

She watched as Lotor narrowed his eyes again in frustration.

...Man, this guy does not like to be told 'no'!...

"You know that this will not deter me," he informed her darkly, backing away slightly.

"Yes, I know...," she moaned, "You always say that, too."

Meanwhile, Lotor was busy searching the back of his mind for any other possible ways that he could find to get Allura to come with him. He hadn't been caught yet, but he didn't want to push his luck, and he certainly didn't want to return back to Doom empty-handed. There had to be another way... there always was one. Then Lotor's eyes flew open in realization.

...That thing that Haggar gave me! I should still have it! Oh, man, pleasepleaseplease be there!...

Allura shot him a confused look as he began to vigorously dig through his uniform in a desperate search for the drug that Haggar had given him. Where the hell could it be? Lotor soon got his answer as his fingers brushed across the familiar smooth surface of the box containing the powder.

"Alright, Allura, I didn't want to have to do this, but you gave me no choice," he stated, taking in a quick breath... Would it work?...

"What are you talking about?" she asked, curiosity and suspicion tingeing her question.

"You'll see," he said simply.

And with that, Allura's field of vision suddenly became enveloped by a massive cloud of psychedelic, emotion-altering dust.

Opposites Attract, Ch. 15

Allura's mind was swimming as the chalk-like powder formed a thin haze around her.

...What the hell did Lotor do that for?! And what is this stuff?!..., she thought in a confused daze.

Her nose began to itch furiously, and she soon felt the beginnings of a monstrous sneeze welling up within her.

Lotor watched her apprehensively. Would the drug still work?

...For Haggar's sake, it'd better...

Allura's chest began to heave, much to Lotor's interest, in an effort to contain the sneeze, but it was no use. Her eyes crossed oddly as she let loose an enormous sneeze, accidentally inhaling some of the dust in the process.

...Yes!! Now it's just a matter of time..., Lotor thought elatedly, visions of his future honeymoon dancing around in his head.

However, unbeknownst to him, Allura had accidentally blown some of the dust in his direction when she had sneezed. Still too busy fantasizing, he didn't notice as the drug innocently wandered into his system.

Meanwhile, Allura staggered towards a wall and immediately leaned against it. Her eyes crossing one more time, she wildly tried to figure out what had just happened.

...Oog, I feel funny...

Shaking her head in an attempt to clear it, she slowly looked up towards Lotor's dancing figure, and saw... the most gorgeous specimen of a man that she had ever seen. His movements were infinitely graceful, while his mane floated behind him like finely spun silver. His hard, muscled body radiated sensuality in an almost animal-like manner. His azure skin was immaculate... flawless. And his eyes... Allura felt like she could drown in them. They were as exotic as any feline's, and seemed to possess a hidden knowledge. It was more than that, though. He commanded a fierce presence, one of power and strength. He was exquisite... and she had to have him. As her eyes narrowed hungrily, she felt all of her fear and resentment towards Lotor melt away.

...Okay, what the hell is going on here?! What am I thinking?!..., Allura thought madly, her eyes darting back and forth in a panic as her lips curled against her will into a seductive smile.

Finally, Lotor turned around and surveyed her, still cautious, but triumph clearly in his eyes.

"Well, my love, how do you feel?"

Allura sauntered towards him in a predatory manner, her hips swaying enticingly.

"I've never been better... lover."

...I did not just say that to Lotor, of all people!! What's wrong with me?!...

Lotor's eyes widened in surprise. He had expected Haggar's drug to affect her, but not in this way. Allura was now acting more like Merla than herself. Puzzled and uneasy, he watched as she sashayed even closer to him. However, all of his thoughts and concerns were swept aside as she stood in front of him.

...God, she's beautiful...

Lotor had dreamt of this moment for what seemed like an eternity, the moment that Allura would finally enter his embrace willingly. Okay, so it was a drug-induced willingness, but that was splitting hairs. She still stood in front of him, that same intoxicating smile gracing her face. Reaching out to touch a golden wisp that had escaped her braid, he slowly bent down to kiss her. She was finally his...

Before he could make contact, though, Allura uncharacteristically yanked his head down to her level and kissed him savagely. Lotor was stunned at first, but then managed to collect enough of his thoughts to throw his head back and wrest himself out of the death grip she had on him.

"What the hell did you do that for?!" he gasped, staring at her in bewilderment.

Instead of answering, she continued to stalk him, a lustful gleam in her cerulean eyes.

"I love it when you play hard to get," she purred, continuing to narrow the already shrinking gap between herself and Lotor.

"What?!" He was even more confused by now.

"You know what I'm talking about," she replied silkily, now within tackling distance of him.

For a reason unknown to himself, Lotor began to back away from Allura. He was at least a head taller than her and obviously much more massive, but for some reason... there was something about her now that was freaking him out. What was wrong with her? And further more, what was wrong with himself?!

...Why am I backing away from her?! She's acting strangely, but... what could she do to me?!...

Beginning to sweat, he unwillingly backed away even more.

"Um... you know what? I just remembered that I... uh... have some stuff I have to... take care of," Lotor stuttered nervously, looking around desperately for some avenue of escape, "You know... whipping slaves into submission and such... I didn't mean to bother you, so I'm going to kind of go..."

...Did I just say that?! Me?!...

Quickly going over everything that had happened, it suddenly dawned upon him why he was acting the way he was at the moment.

...When Allura sneezed... she must have blown that stuff towards me... and I must have breathed it in, too!!..., Lotor remembered in horror, ...Shit!! I can't believe that this is happening! I could kill Haggar right now!! Allura practically falls in my lap, and now I'm running away from her while she's trying to jump me!! It's not FAIR!!...

In the meantime, Allura had paused in the midst of her stalking to reach into her nightgown for a controller of sorts. She then pushed a couple of buttons; the ominous sound of locks clicking shut echoed around Lotor.

...She didn't!!...

Immediately rushing towards the nearest window, he tried to pry it open, but it wouldn't budge. Looking fearfully over his shoulders, Lotor saw Allura strategically drop the controller back in her nightgown in a spot where he would have to frisk her in order to get at it.

"You're not going anywhere," she said, smiling craftily.

...The irony of this situation is so sickening, I can practically taste it..., Lotor thought, groaning inwardly.

Opposites Attract, Ch. 16

"Uh... look, can't we talk about this first?" Lotor asked uneasily, trying to inch his way towards her doorway.

Ignoring his attempts to stall the inevitable, Allura managed to corner him, surveying him as a lion surveys its prey.

"What are you so afraid of?" she asked innocently, but the look in her eyes was anything but, "You know that you want me..."

Backing into the wall, Lotor realized that he was trapped, and began to fidget.

"Well, you know... um... this isn't something... that can be, ah... rushed," he stammered, stumbling over his own words.

Before he even knew it, Allura somehow managed to swiftly grab his uniform and hoist herself up to his level, wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Shut up, Lotor," she replied coolly, "You talk too much, do you know that?"

She then kissed him possessively, opening his mouth with her own. Lotor was visibly twitching, his arms flailing in different directions.

...This ...isn't ...FAIR!!...

He felt like he was going insane. If only he could regain control of the situation, this would be a dream come true.

After a few moments, Allura reluctantly raised up from him, allowing him to breathe.

"Man, control yourself!" he pleaded.

"You enjoyed that, and you know it," she said smugly, looking into his panicky eyes.

He tried to avoid looking at her, but his attention became centered on her again when she abruptly leaned against his shoulder.

"The wedding will be beautiful..." she trailed off dreamily.

"W-W-Wedding?!"

"Yes, the wedding..."

"W-What w-wedding?!"

"Our wedding, darling!"

"Huh?!"

"There's that naiveté that I love about you," Allura groaned, leaning in towards his neck.

"I... uh... don't think that... that's such a g-g-good idea," Lotor faltered nervously, his attention becoming divided as she began to kiss his neck passionately, "I'm... uh... already married! Yeah! I'm married! So... that's why... I c-c-can't marry y- OW!! Did you just BITE me?!"

Raising her head up again, she gave him a smoldering look as she said in a low voice, "Run away with me, Lotor..."

"What?!"

"You heard me! No more petty excuses!" she ground out authoritatively, "I know that you want me, and you will belong to me! You can't stall any longer!"

Not liking the sound of that, Lotor panicked and tried once again to make his escape towards the door.

"Will you (Ungh!) look at the time? I (Ungh!) think I hear my father (Ungh!) bitching at me again," he quickly said as he moved around blindly, making several unsuccessful attempts at dislodging Allura from his waist, "I think (Ungh!) I have to be (Ungh!) going now!"

Through the combined efforts of Allura's added weight and his own stumbling, Lotor soon felt himself tripping and conveniently landing on her bed, with Allura, of course, on top of him.

"Like I said before," she replied smoothly, "You're not going... anywhere."

He opened his mouth to say something, but his words were cut short as she kissed him deeply again. Lotor, at the moment, barely struggled as he stared into space. Oh, the injustice of it all...

His attention became refocused as Allura raised up from him, a feral look in her eyes.

"What's my name?" she growled dangerously.

"What?!" Lotor was incredulous.

"Say my name, bitch!" she snarled at him.

"Al-Allura!" he pleaded helplessly.

"That's right," she smiled down at him arrogantly, "And who do you belong to?"

"Um..."

For some reason, Lotor's hesitancy to answer Allura's question pissed her off, for she then fell upon him like a wild dog. Kissing him wildly, she tore open the front of his uniform with surprising strength clear down to his abdomen, revealing the muscular body beneath.

Lotor's eyes widened in shock; he hadn't expected this action to come from Allura, of all people!

...She's worse than ME!! I'll be the laughing stock of the universe if everyone finds out that the Princess of Arus tried to violate me! ME!! I have a reputation to maintain here! This has to end... NOW!!..., he thought in horror.

With great effort, Lotor fought furiously against the effects that the drug held on him. If there was one thing he was known for, it was his renowned perseverance. Struggling internally, Lotor looked frantically around for something, anything that could help him before Allura managed to divest him of his entire uniform. Then he remembered the one smart thing he had done tonight- he hadn't come alone.

...The communicator!!... I should still have it!... I 'd better, or else I'm screwed... quite literally, too!...

Gritting his teeth, Lotor finally found the strength to regain partial control over his body. Abruptly dumping a surprised Allura off of him, he got up, shredded uniform and all, and practically ran towards the doorway.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?!" Allura yelled shrilly, shaking her fist in anger, "You can't escape from me! Besides, we weren't done yet!!"

Ignoring her, he quickly fumbled for the communicator he had put in one of his uniform's pockets.

Finally finding it, he turned it on and desperately shouted into it, "Mogor, you idiot!! Release the freaking robeast! NOW!! And make sure that my fighter is in front of the Castle!!"

"Yes, Sire..." a voice sighed on the other end.

A few moments later, a grotesque thud, followed by an inhuman howl, shook the earth outside, reverberating throughout the castle's walls and causing the alarms to loudly go off. Not wasting any more time, Lotor hastily opened Allura's door and disappeared down the hallway. Hopefully, he wouldn't be captured.

Narrowing her eyes for the umpteenth time, Allura watched in fury as he ran out of her room. Lotor could run, but he couldn't hide...

Opposites Attract, Ch. 17

Sweat pouring down his back, Lotor continued to dash down the wide array of twisting hallways in the Castle of Lions, lost within a maddening cloud of confusion. He had no idea where the hell he was going, the alarms were still blaring loudly for the whole world to hear, and he couldn't think straight. Moreover, he could hear the pounding of castle guards and soldiers in the distance.

...Damn it all to hell!! I am going to kill Haggar when I get back... if I can even get back at all!!..., Lotor furiously swore to himself, ...This has to be the stupidest idea I've ever had!! And it's the last time I extort Haggar for one of her absolutely ingenious concoctions again... ever!!...

Quickly ducking around a corner, he just barely managed to escape from being seen by a group of soldiers who sprinted by a few moments later. Heaving a sigh of relief, Lotor turned around and... ran right smack into his absolute favorite person in the universe next to his father.

"YOU!" Keith bellowed in shock and fury, pointing an accusing finger at him, "How the hell did you get in here again?!"

Lotor would have gladly massacred him right where he stood, but right now he didn't exactly have the time to spare for such a leisurely activity. Swearing some more under his breath, he got back off of the ground.

"That's none of your concern, fool," he growled at him, staring him down in an intimidating manner, "Now, get out of my way before I make you!!"

"Where's the Princess?!" Keith demanded, eyeing his torn uniform suspiciously, "What did you do to her?! If you've so much as even touched her, I swear that-"

"Look, I didn't do anything to her!!" Lotor yelped in a higher pitch of voice than he had intended, "Just- Just k-k-keep her away from me!!"

...ARGH!! I did NOT just say that!!...

"Huh?!" Keith cocked an eyebrow at that one.

Lotor was getting more and more enraged by now, but he was also growing increasingly desperate at the shrinking amount of time left for him to escape. And right at that moment, he heard something through the still-screaming klaxons that made his blood freeze.

"Oh, Lotor..." a female voice sang melodiously.

...Crap!! It's Allura!!...

And of course, Keith was still staring at him dumbly, blocking his only path of escape.

"Listen, asshole! I said get out of my way!!" Lotor shouted in panic, swiftly decking the Commander of the Voltron Force in the face.

With a grunt of pain, Keith collapsed to the floor. Wasting no time, Lotor jumped over his fallen body and continued in his escape from the scorned Arusian princess.

...That was almost... therapeutic... I'll have to do it again someday..., he reflected in awe as he tore down the rest of the hallway.

Within a few heart-pounding minutes, Lotor finally found what he was looking for - a window. Rushing towards it, he hurriedly opened the latch and saw that the castle lake was directly below. Good enough. Then, to his dismay, he also saw that it was a thirty foot drop. Although he possessed few fears, heights happened to be one of them.

"Oh, Lotor... where are you, Pookums?" Allura's voice somehow managed to surface through all of the terrible clamor again, and she was evidently encroaching ever closer towards his location.

Lotor's breath caught in his throat.

...Pookums?!...

Either way, this was enough to spur him into action. He may have been afraid of heights, but he was no coward. Taking in a huge breath of air and muttering a silent prayer, Lotor lunged out of the window and managed to plummet to the waters in a somewhat graceful dive. Surfacing for air with a loud gasp, he immediately shed his boots and the pitiful remains of his uniform before beginning to swim as fast as he could for shore. The probability of Allura jumping in after him was slim, but he still wasn't going to take any chances.

Eventually, Lotor dragged his sputtering form to shore, looking like a drowned rat. His hair was plastered to his face, water was dripping from his body, and he was clad in nothing but a brief pair of shorts. Shaking his head in an attempt to get his hair out of his face, he looked up in amazement to see the scene of pure chaos that lay ahead of him.

The Castle of Lions was at full alert; klaxons were still going off, and Arusian soldiers were all over the place. Meanwhile, the robeast that had been released not too long ago was wreaking havoc everywhere that it went.

...I know that that thing is going to be scrapped in probably ten minutes, but, man, Haggar has really outdone herself this time..., Lotor whistled in appreciation.

Truly repulsive to behold, the hulking beast stood at least a couple hundred feet tall. Bristling with spikes and gargantuan, long claws, it resembled a disproportioned reptile more than anything else. It looked impressive enough, to say the least. Letting out a brutal roar, the robeast, now the brunt of laser fire from the castle, swung furiously at the four Lions that were currently buzzing around it.

...Wait a minute! Four?! Where's the other one?!...

Squinting, Lotor tried to make out which Lions were currently battling the robeast.

...Okay, there's Red and Black Lion... I think that's the Green one... That's definitely Yellow Lion... And then that means..., he pondered shortly before his eyes widened in realization, ...Where the hell is Blue Lion?!...

Not wanting to wait and find out the answer, he darted away from the shoreline in a frantic search for his fighter.

...It's gotta be here someplace... it just has to!!...

Looking over his shoulder every few seconds, Lotor halfway expected to see the Lion right behind him. At the last moment, though, he finally spied the familiar sleek craft out of the corner of his eye and heaved a tremendous sigh of relief.

...Oh, Mogor, I could kiss you!!...

Running gratefully over to his fighter, he popped open the hatch and dived inside, strapping himself in. Quickly shutting the hatch, Lotor powered up the craft and allowed himself to relax as it rose in the air. He was home free at last...

When he finally gained enough altitude, he guided the fighter towards the main star cruiser of his fleet. Once there, he could land in the main docking bay and everything would be alright again. At least he hoped.

...That drug of Haggar's had better not be permanent!!...

Lotor cringed at that thought. He didn't want to spend the rest of his life fleeing away in terror from Allura. It didn't seem... right.

His thoughts were then abruptly interrupted as his main view screen turned on, revealing a familiar face.

"Oh, Lotor, Lotor, will you ever learn?" Allura replied, shaking her head in a disappointed manner, "I've said it once, I'll say it again. You aren't going anywhere."

Panic seizing him again, Lotor looked over his shoulders yet again and scanned the horizon for Blue Lion. Where the bloody hell was she?!

He didn't have to wait long to receive his answer. Blue Lion was pursuing him directly from behind, closing in for the kill.

Opposites Attract, Ch. 18

"EEEE!!" Lotor squealed just shortly before clapping his hand over his mouth.

How had she managed to catch up with him so quickly?! Sweat beading up on his forehead once again, he tried to swallow the large lump in his throat, but, for some reason, his mouth grew unreasonably dry.

...Damnitdamnitdamnit!! This isn't good!... Oh, man...

Noting his panicky silence with a hooded look, Allura smiled lightly.

"Now, now, Lotor... If you think you can escape from me, then you have another thing coming," she replied languidly prior to examining Lotor's lack of clothing with an arched eyebrow, "But I must say, you do look especially good right about now."

"Hey, watch it!!" barked Lotor, baring his teeth, "I never even got this good of a look at you!"

Allura then pointed towards herself, her lips cast downward in an adorable pout and her eyes wide with faux innocence.

"Who? Lil' ol' me?" she simpered before she grinned widely once again, "Well, if you wanted a look all this time, all you had to do was ask!"

Still wearing that malicious smirk, Allura made a move to pull up her uniform top in order to flash him, but he promptly squeezed his eyes shut, which was not at all effective for good piloting.

...Can't look! Can't look! I'll never get back if I do!... But I wanna look! I wanna!!...

Struggling with himself for a moment, he compromised between the battle betwixt his hormones and the little common sense he did possess, cautiously peering under one of his eyelids. He witnessed her pause and consider something in the midst of her action, her hands still clutching at her uniform.

"No, I don't think that I'll do this right now," Allura reasoned, staring thoughtfully out into space, "We'll have more time to ourselves afterwards, and it'll be more fun that way, too."

Gritting his teeth against words that he never thought that he would utter towards her, he mumbled with much effort, "Not... if I can... help it... You'll have... to ugh catch me... first..."

...What in the universe am I saying?! I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it!!..., the words bounced back and forth in Lotor's thoughts like a useless mantra.

In the meantime, Allura had temporarily broken out of her obsessive compulsive mode to wink mischievously at him.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way."

Gulping, Lotor immediately increased the speed his fighter. He had to make it back. Or else... well, he didn't quite know what. Actually, what would happen if she was successful in capturing him? He paused for a moment, reflecting on the intriguing possibilities. Had Allura ever considered the same question when things were still normal and he was the one pursuing her?

His concentration was soon shattered into pieces as his ship reverberated with a massive shake, the result of Blue Lion performing a graceful double- barrel roll over him and swatting him in midair.

"Damn it! Stop that!" he yelled venomously.

Normally, he kept his temper in check while piloting, but he had never quite had to outrace a drugged up, neurotic woman before, either. Did he always behave that way while he was still chasing Allura?!

"You never cease to amuse me," Allura's peals of laughter were both musical and malevolent.

"However, I do grow tired of this," she added in a more serious tone, "It was fun, but now I am bored. It's time we end this. I've got our entire wedding to plan, you know."

He almost rolled his eyes at that one, but the outstretched claws and loud, synthetic roar of Blue Lion directly behind him forced him to speed up.

...Where the hell is my fleet?!... I never noticed how much Allura has improved in piloting that insipid Lion of hers..., Lotor observed in a rush of harried thoughts as she matched him in almost all of his attempts to outmaneuver her, ...Geez, where's my fleet?!...

No matter what move he made, he seemed unable to shake her.

Effectively smothering a yawn in the meantime, Allura's countenance appeared bored.

"Lotor, you try my patience," she replied plainly, filing her nails, "Just surrender! It would be so simple and-"

"Damn it, Princess! Where are you?! We need you out here!!" Her comm came to life with Keith's enraged shouting, interrupting her, "I know you're out there somewhere, so get back to the Castle... NOW!!"

Opposites Attract, Ch. 19

Lotor saw her eyes darken as she quickly spat out, "I will when I feel like it. I have more important things to take care of now, so if you'll excuse me, mind your own damn business, Keith!"

"Wha- What?! What could be more important than your planet's welfare?! I don't know what's gotten into you, Princess, but we need you to form Voltron. You will return to the Castle immediately, and that's an ord-"

"Silence, monkey!!" Allura shrieked authoritatively, cutting him off, "I am the princess!! You will obey me!! Now mind your own business!! I'll come back when I feel good and ready to!!"

"WHAT?! What's wrong with you?!" Keith sputtered in disbelief, "Look, Princess or no, you're still under my command, and you're coming back here, even if I have to drag you over here myself!! No one undermines my authority, not even you!!"

"Ha! Just watch me, you-"

Chuckling to himself, Lotor switched off his view screen, all of his previous panic forgotten. This was the perfect distraction; Blue Lion had conveniently halted in midair. Leaving Allura to her argument with the commander of the Voltron Force, he silently flew on in the general direction of his fleet, whose outline was now visible in the dark skyline.

...I have no idea how long she'll be kept occupied, so I might as well get this over with now...

Flipping on his comm, he quickly stated, "Kuunalda'a, this is the Sauche'en requesting entry to dock."

After a few moments of silence, a male voice responded.

"Please enter in the authorization code."

"Uhhh...," Lotor stared at the keypad near his fingertips.

...What is it again? Ugh, I should be able to remember something this idiotically simple...

Sighing, he turned around in his seat and... saw the unmistakable outline of Blue Lion in the distance again, hot on his trail. No doubt that Black Lion wasn't too far behind her, either.

...Shit!! Not again! Doesn't she ever give up?!...

"Aw, crud...," he stared wildly at the keypad, his fingers itching to enter in a code that he simply could not remember.

"Please enter in the authorization code," the voice mechanically repeated.

Now frantic, Lotor whipped his head around again. Allura was closing in on him.

"Please enter in th-"

"I HEARD YOU!!" he snarled viciously, "Who the hell do you think this is?! Just open the damn hatch if you know what's good for you!!"

"S-S-Sire!! Ha-ha... heh... Why didn't you just say so?!" the voice babbled hastily, "I-"

"JUST OPEN THE HATCH, ALREADY!!"

"Oh, uh... yes, Sire!"

...Why do I have such stupid underlings?!...

His star cruiser now loomed before him, the hatch to the docking bay slowly hissing open.

...Come on, come on! Can't these things open up any faster?!...

After what seemed like an eternity, the hatch was finally open. Ecstatic, Lotor guided his ship in, bypassing the airlocks. Glancing over his shoulder once more to be safe, he saw, much to his alarm, that Allura was still pursuing him. She was actually going to try and board the cruiser!!

"Oh, for the love of... CLOSE THE HATCH!! CLOSE THE HATCH!!"

"Yes, Sire..."

Not wasting any more time, Lotor quickly docked his fighter, glad to be in familiar surroundings again. He almost kissed the ground, too, after leaping out, but he quickly regained his composure before he could do so. Turning around, he watched with baited breath the race between Allura's speeding Lion and the incredible slowness of the hatch closing. Which one would make it first?!

Each moment that passed seemed like an hour.

...Come on, come on!!...

After what seemed like an ice age, the hatch finally inched shut again, and none too soon; a half second later, Allura collided into it from the other side, creating a massive Lion-shaped dent in the bulkhead.

Lotor immediately felt like dancing, ...Yes!! I'm saved!...

He privately hoped that Allura hadn't been hurt, but he was also relieved that he had escaped both her and the embarrassing effects of Haggar's powder.

Breathing a long-deserved sigh of relief, Lotor cracked his neck and finally took a good look at himself. He was drier than he had been earlier, but he was still dripping water in some places. His mane was also in a wild disarray, plastered to both his back and his face. And then there was the lack of his uniform, which would be exceedingly difficult to explain...

...Oh, well... I suppose it can't be helped...

Throwing his head back to get as much hair out of his face as possible, Lotor marched out of the docking bay and towards the bridge with as much dignity that he could find intact. Hopefully, no one would see him.

A guard soon passed by him, though, abruptly saluting him. He immediately did a double take at his superior's appearance, but Lotor's fierce glare stifled any laughter that might've accidentally slipped out of him. Swallowing nervously, the guard quickly jogged past him, but then slipped on one of the puddles of water that Lotor was trailing behind him. Swearing under his breath, he hurriedly extracted himself up off of the floor before running off again.

Lotor smirked as the guard disappeared around a corner. He may have looked like an idiot at the moment, but his presence was still intimidating, nearly naked or not.

After a few more very similar incidents, he neared the bridge. A hush of muted fear and sniggering settled upon everyone present as their future ruler swaggered into the room sans uniform, as if this was an everyday occurrence for him.

Ignoring the strange looks he was receiving, Lotor stopped when his commander suddenly stood up and bowed deferentially towards him.

"Uh... did you forget something this morning, Sire?" Mogor snickered, barely concealing a sardonic grin.

"No, not really. This just felt like such a refreshing change, I just had to try it out right now," Lotor replied with a thin smile, hiding the fact that his uniform was really hibernating somewhere at the bottom of the lake that surrounded the Castle of Lions, "I would suggest that you try it, too, but I think everyone has seen enough of you already."

Turning towards the side, he then punched an unfortunate guard in the solar plexus, causing him to double over in pain before vomiting profusely on the floor.

Returning his mocking gaze back to Mogor, he said lightly, "Keep your smartass remarks to yourself. Oh, and go clean that mess up, will you?"

Mogor looked distastefully at the puke on the floor.

"Ugh... Yes, Sire..."

"See that you do."

As his commander went to grab a mop and some paper towels to clean up the other guard's mess, Lotor marched towards his command chair and sat down. Raising an eyebrow, he saw that everyone was still motionless, staring at him.

"Well, what are all of you looking at?" he shouted, "Get back to work!"

And like magic, the room was filled with activity again; they had learned long ago not to question the eccentricities of Doom's royal family. Smirking to himself, Lotor leaned back, allowing himself to relax for the first time in what seemed like hours.

Sure, tonight had been crappy for him, but there would always be another opportunity for him to make off with Allura again. Haggar's prototype spells and potions were almost always temporary, so there was an excellent chance that this one would be, too.

...If not, I'll personally feed her to her own robeasts... Better yet, I think I'll kill her damn cat first and make her watch, and then I'll feed her to her own robeasts...

Either way, he was still the Prince of the Doom, and he had a reputation to maintain.

...I wonder how Allura's doing right now..., Lotor pondered, now that he was safe from her clutches, as he closed his eyes, ...I hope that she's having a better time with all of this than I am...

Opposites Attract, Ch. 20

With a growl of fury, Allura jerked Blue Lion out of the gigantic dent in the cruiser's bulkhead that her previous collision had created.

"Damn it!" she swore vividly to herself, "I was so close! He was right in the palm of my hand! I almost had him! I-almost-had-him!!"

In the deep, inner recesses of her mind, however, Allura was mortified beyond belief, unable to listen to her own possessed ravings.

...I did not just do what I think did!! Oh, my God... and Keith! How the hell am I going to explain this to him?!...

As if to disagree with herself, her fingers steepled together in a most calculating manner as she methodically stated, "Okay, think, Allura, think..."

...I am thinking, you idiot, unlike you!! Geez, why can't you - I mean, I - snap out of this?!...

"... It won't be of any use trying to get at Lotor now, since I obviously can't, but I'll get him next time...," she trailed off diabolically, "He can't hide forever... And once I finally corner him, I'm gonna-"

As if on cue, her view screen came alive with Keith's furious countenance to interrupt her very important musings, yet again.

"So, there you are! Just what the hell do you think you're doing?!" he exploded in rage, "All of us are putting our lives out on the line to fight that robeast, and here I find you traipsing around Lotor's fleet!! You not only disobeyed my orders, but you're also making yourself vulnerable to capture! Haven't months of dodging His-Royal-Pain-in-the-Ass taught you anything yet?! WELL?! What do you have to say for yourself?!"

Allura smiled back winningly, her features a facade of blamelessness.

"Whatever do you mean, Keith? I had managed to damage Lotor's ship, so I was simply flying after him to finish the job. If we captured him, we could have used him as a tool to bargain for Doom's surrender. I didn't mean to disregard your orders earlier, but I nearly had him. Unfortunately, though, he still escaped," she finished with a cute scowl of disappointment, not entirely faked on her part.

"Uh, why would Lotor try and escape from you?" Keith inquired dumbly, his anger diffused for the moment, "Wouldn't he try to-"

"P-l-e-e-e-a-a-a-s-e, Keith! You have to believe me!" she begged, her eyes now enormous with false tears.

"Well..."

Allura continued to gaze at him soulfully with those watery, large eyes until he finally sighed in resignation.

"Fine, Princess... I believe you. We have to get back to form Voltron, though; I don't know how the other guys are holding out."

Her smile lit up with the over-exaggerated sweetness that was characteristic to most stereotypical anime princesses.

"Oh, thank you, Keith!!" she gushed, "This will never happen again; I promise!"

Keith sighed again.

"It had better not. Just follow me."

She looked out into the distance and immediately spotted the familiar outline of Black Lion.

"Alright, I'll catch up to you in just a second."

Allura cast a lingering gaze towards Lotor's cruiser before speeding her Lion up in order to rejoin Keith.

Lotor still belonged to her... It was only a matter of time...

Continued

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