Hi, I've started another story! (cries in a corner) I'm really bad at working on different stories at once but let's hope this will work out.
So, I've wanted to write a RWBY story in a while and while I was reading many fanfictions, I once again found myself craving the wonderful ship that is Bumblebee. So I thought why not write a story myself?
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About this story: This will LOOSELY follow canon events and I mean LOOSELY. Firstly, I'm going to come out and say that I'm not going to follow the story line of RWBY where the White Fang and Torchiwick is brewing some kind of plan. That's not the point. This story is mainly romance focused with humour and maybe a dash of action. (Plus some drama) In fact, Torchiwick is not even gonna exist. So think of it like this: It's the same exact setting with the same characters (though I have taken a liberty with Yang's back-story but you'll have to find out through the story) and mainly same events. Basically, there is no overarching action plot other than the romance brewing between our two partners in team RWBY.
So that's out of the way, DISCLAIMER: I don't own RWBY. I could never choreograph all the awesome actions scenes or design all the different costumes and characters.
Oh, and WARNING: Some REALLY terrible puns ahead. Read at your own risk.
Enjoy
"Yaaaang! Are you ready yet?! We're going to miss the Airship!" an agitated Ruby yelled.
"Wait a sec!" Yang shouted back before turning back to the guy behind the counter who was rummaging through various boxes. "Hey, uh, could you speed it up a little? I'm in a bit of a hurry."
"YANG! WE'RE GOING TO MISS IT!" Ruby screamed, now in a fully panicked state. She was literally ten seconds away from pulling out Crescent Rose and making a wild dash for the collection point.
"Sis, could you calm down?!" Yang shouted. Just then, the guy behind the counter sprang up with a triumphant shout of 'ah ha!'
"Here's your order: the newest brand of Ray-Ban aviator sunglasses, silver/grey gradient. You're lucky because we just got them in stock. That'll be two hundred Lien please," the guy said.
"YAAAANG!"
"I SAID I'M COMING!"
The blonde quickly shoved the money into the guy's hands and grabbed the aviator sunglasses before dashing out of the shop. She was instantly met with the sight of her little sister Ruby who actually looked like she was about to break down. She seemed to be oblivious to the attention she was drawing to herself from the passer-byes.
When she saw her older sister finally exiting the shop, Ruby quickly flashed to Yang's side and grabbed her wrist. "Come on, it's going to leave without us!"
"Uh huh," Yang replied as she was all but dragged down the street by her little sister. The blonde girl wasn't nearly as concerned as Ruby since she was pretty sure the Airship wasn't scheduled to take off until twenty minutes later. Because of this, she did not put much effort into her sprint which led to her being practically dragged by the redhead who Yang suspected was using a bit of her semblance to add extra speed.
As Yang had predicted, they arrived at the collection point with ten minutes to spare. At this point, Ruby had finally calmed down after confirming that the Airship had yet to take off. They quickly hopped onto the Airship after handing their luggage to the porters and waited until the entrance closed and the take-off alarm sounded.
Yang grinned as she looked around the compartment. Everybody in this Airship had passed the entrance exam to Beacon Academy and that meant they were at least capable of taking down a Grimm or two. This knowledge alone made her blood pump with excitement as she imagined sparring and testing out her strength against these people. No doubt, they would be on a completely different league from her friends back in Signal. Yang quickly caught herself before her grin could split her face apart. She diverted her attention to her sister who was quietly sulking by herself in a secluded corner. She quickly jogged over to Ruby.
"Ooh, I can't believe my baby sister is going to Beacon with me! This is like, the best day ever!" Yang exclaimed loudly as she pounced on Ruby and held her in a death-grip.
Ruby struggled to free herself. "Yang…can't…breath," she wheezed.
"Oops, sorry" the blonde said, sounding nowhere near sorry, before letting go. The shit-eating grin was still firmly plastered onto her face. "But I'm just so proud of you!" Yang insisted, bouncing on her toes to show just how proud she was.
Ruby looked down, fidgeting. "What if I don't deserve to be here? What if uncle Qrow was mistaken about me?"
Yang smiled, this time more tenderly. "Oh Rubes, you know uncle Qrow would never send a letter of recommendation if he wasn't absolutely confident in your skills. Besides, you passed the entrance exam with flying colours! I mean, I did too of course, but still, that's amazing considering you're only fifteen years old!"
Ruby looked up hopefully. "Really? You really think so?" she asked in a small voice.
"Yup! You're a star, Ruby, and you'll soon show everyone that you're out of this world." Yang finished off with a snicker as she slung her arm around her sister's neck.
Ruby groaned. "Oh my god, please stop those terrible puns. My ears will start to bleed."
"You know you love it."
In response, Ruby snorted in a very un-ladylike manner. Nonetheless, she smiled up at Yang.
"Thanks though. You always know how to make me feel better," Ruby said sincerely.
"It's one of my many skills," Yang said cockily, earning an eye roll from her younger sister.
"And ruining sentimental moments is another."
Yang put a hand dramatically to her heart. "Oh, you flatter me too much."
They rested in a comfortable silence as they stared out of the window. Countless of houses passed by beneath them and the people roaming the streets looked like mere ants. For the last time, Yang thanked the heavens that she didn't have a height phobia. It would have been a total shame if she couldn't enjoy the magnificent view. She felt like she was flying through the clouds and it was an exhilarating feeling. If there was one thing that Yang Xiao Long loved, it was the feeling of freedom; the right to decide for herself, the right to do whatever she wanted without people constantly judging her. It was one of the many reasons why Yang wanted to be a huntress: because it was a path she had chosen for herself. No matter what dangers or hardships she was going to encounter, she would get through it because this was something she had chosen to do. Not anyone else but her. And Yang was anything but a quitter.
The silence was soon broken by Ruby. "Hey, Yang?"
"Whassup?" Yang replied.
"What were you doing in that shop earlier?" Ruby asked curiously. Yang inwardly chuckled. Her little sister had always been rather curious by nature. She wasn't the least surprised that Ruby wanted to know what she had been doing in the shop. After all, she had taken quite a long time, no thanks to the guy behind the counter.
She brought out her newly bought aviator sunglasses and showed it to Ruby. It had a greyish tint and the frame was made of thin, silver metal. "I just hopped in to buy this baby. The guy attending the store took ages to find it though," she said.
Ruby frowned in confusion. "I thought you already had one," she said.
Yang shrugged. "I did but that one broke a few days ago. It was getting old anyway."
"Oh. Why do you wear these anyway? You could just wear regular sunglasses since they're much cheaper."
Yang grinned as she put on her aviator sunglasses. She flashed Ruby a winning smile. "Because, my dear sister Ruby, it makes me look even more awesome than I already do. Besides, chicks totally dig this. Combine this with my Bumblebee and my attractiveness level rises through the charts until you can't even see it anymore. Girls will line up to date me. How about it sis?"
Ruby rolled her eyes once more. "I think it's your ego that's rising through the charts. You should tone down your arrogance or no girls will want to hang out with you, let alone date you. It won't matter whether they 'dig' your aviator sunglasses or not because they'll be so turned off by your attitude."
Yang mock gasped in hurt as she reeled back. "Ouch, sis. That's some really hurtful words right there."
"You're welcome."
Before the older girl could retort back, a loud noise coming through the speakers cut her off. Yang shifted to get a better look at the hologram of Glynda Goodwitch, one of the professors at Beacon Academy.
"Hello and welcome to Beacon," Glynda's voice rang clearly through the speakers. "My name is Glynda Goodwitch. You are among a privileged few who have received the honour to attend this prestigious academy. Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses; it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task and now it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and training to protect our world." As she finished speaking, the hologram in front of the peering glass disappeared and instead revealed the breath-taking view of Beacon Academy.
Ruby gasped in wonder as she stared through the glass at the towering architecture situated on top of a tall cliff. Yang smiled at her sister's excitement before joining Ruby in observing their near-future school. She too gaped at the awe-inspiring sight. Beacon was surrounded by a vast range of mountains and forests; a perfect place for a combat school. It had two large rivers running nearby that ended in a small waterfall as it reached the edge of the cliff. This was the place they would be staying at for four years and it was pretty damn impressive.
Distantly, they heard the sound of someone heaving in the background and turned to see a blonde boy running off to the built-in toilet.
"I guess the view isn't for everyone," Yang said with a laugh.
Soon the Airship smoothly landed and the doors automatically slid open. Students began to file out one by one with Yang and Ruby following swiftly behind. They stepped onto the walkway and ventured their way forward until they were walking among the other students in a long, wide avenue. The avenue was marked by tall lamps and green bushes on each side, all perfectly symmetrical to each other. As Yang looked down the avenue, her eyes landed on the statue in front of the massive wooden doors.
"Woooow," both Yang and Ruby breathed out at the same time as they craned their neck in an attempt to get a proper view of the entire building. They were only able to see what appeared to be the main building. Everything else around it extended far too wide for their eyes to take in.
"The view from vale's got nothing on this," Yang commented, her brain still trying to keep up with the eye orgasm inducing view that was Beacon Academy.
Meanwhile, Ruby seemed to be having her own eye orgasm over various different types of weapons the other students had on them.
"Sis, sis! Look! She has a fork shield! Ooh! That guy has a flame thrower!" Ruby squealed as she frantically darted her eyes around her.
Yang chuckled. "Calm down, weapon nerd. I know how much you love weapons but tone it down a little okay?"
Ruby pouted. "But I love seeing new weapons. It's like meeting new people, but better."
"Aww, don't be like that. I'm sure you'll make friends in no time," Yang said as she pulled Ruby's red hood over her head affectionately.
Ruby pulled her hood back down with a frown. "Why do I need friends when I have you?"
"Well, you're gonna need to have someone to talk to while your sister is out on a hot date," Yang said with a smirk.
Ruby lightly shoved Yang. "Ugh, I hate you."
"Naw, you lurv me really," Yang said as she playfully bumped Ruby's shoulder with her own. It seemed that she didn't know her own strength as Ruby stumbled back from the force of the bump and ended up tripping over a metal luggage cart. The suitcases on the luggage cart tumbled out loudly as Ruby rubbed her sore butt. Before Yang could rush over and see if her sister was alright, a girl with long white heir tied in a side ponytail stomped up to Ruby angrily.
"What are you doing?!" the girl demanded.
Yang watched as Ruby awkwardly raised her head. "Um…sorry," she apologised weakly.
"Sorry?" the white haired girl asked incredulously. "Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?"
Yang decided that this was her queue to step in and help her sister out. She hadn't even taken one step before she paused in contemplation. Maybe, this was Ruby's chance to break out of her shell a little. The girl needed to have some practice dealing with other people on her own. Yang couldn't always be next to her to help. So she stood a few meters away and watched the interaction silently. She winced as the white haired girl gave another annoyed huff. Maybe this was too much of a hurdle for a beginner like Ruby. Still, Yang stayed firm and stuck to her decision.
Slightly flustered, Ruby reached for a suitcase in an attempt to help pick them up. Before she could even offer them to the other girl, the suitcase was rudely wrenched out of her hands.
"Give me that," the girl ordered. She opened the suitcase and brought out a glass vial containing red dust. "This is dust. Mined and purified from the Schnee quarry."
"Uhh…" Ruby stumbled, desperately fishing for something to say. Yang internally cheered on her little sister. Hang in there Rubes! You can do it!
The white haired girl huffed. "What are you, brain-dead? Dust. Fire, water, lightening, energy!" the vials were shaken about to emphasise her point. Every time it was shaken, a small cloud of red dust wafted Ruby's way. "Are you even listening to me?! Is any of this even sinking in? What do you have to say for yourself?!"
The dust clouds gathered near Ruby's nose and Yang slowly backed away as her younger sister started squinting her eyes and shaking.
"Ah, ah, AACHOO!" Ruby sneezed, right in the other girl's face. Immediately, a small explosion occurred and dust flew everywhere, causing various lightning bolts to cackle in reaction.
Yang crumpled to the floor in laughter. She clutched her stomach as she guffawed. Aw, man. She was so glad to have decided to stand by and watch. The explosion itself should have been worrying, what with Ruby standing so close but the fact that the obnoxious girl had been in the middle of it was hilarious. When the smoke cleared, the girl stood in the middle of a decent sized crater, her body covered head to toe in soot.
"Unbelievable! This is the exact kind of thing I was talking about!" the girl continued to rant. Yang finally decided to have mercy on her sister and approached the two, stopping next to Ruby.
"Wow Rubes, looks like you've burnt her to down to a crisp. Or should I say, you've burnt her down to dust?" Yang cackled at her own joke. Ignoring Ruby's groan, she turned to face the girl with a smirk. "Hey there. I've witnessed you verbally smacking down my little sister and can I say that you look smokin' hot?"
Ruby once again groaned and smacked a hand over her sister's grinning mouth. "I'm really really sorry," she apologised. Both for her carelessness and Yang's horrible puns.
The girl scowled. "You complete dolt! What are you even doing here? Aren't you a little too young to be attending Beacon? This isn't a normal combat school, it's not just sparring and practicing you know. We're here to fight monsters, so watch where you're going!"
Yang narrowed her eyes. How dare this spoiled brat insult her baby sister?! She opened her mouth to give the girl a piece of her mind when she noticed Ruby glaring back at the girl.
"I said I was sorry, princess!" Ruby snipped back, irritation clear in her voice. Yang was proud of her sister standing up for herself. It was about time really.
"It's heiress actually," a smooth voice interrupted. All three students turned their attention to the owner of the voice.
If Yang's mouth hadn't been already covered by Ruby's hand, it would have dropped open by now. The voice belonged to a tall girl with long, cascading black hair and intelligent amber eyes. Her body was slender and her skin looked smooth. She mostly wore black and white with a pair of purple leggings and she seemed the very definition of cool and collected. Sitting on top of her head was a cute black bow gently swaying in the breeze. In other words, she was totally Yang's type.
Ohoho. Boy, she's hooooot, Yang mentally drooled. For once, she was rendered speechless.
"Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee dust company; one of the largest producers of the energy propellant in the world," the girl who Yang mentally dubbed the sexy goddess continued in her heavenly voice.
"Finally! Some recognition," the white haired girl, now identified as Weiss Schnee, exclaimed.
"The same company infamous for their controversial labour forces and questionable business partners," sexy goddess continued without missing a beat. Yang smirked at the shocked look on the heiress' face.
Apparently, the sexy goddess was witty as well, to boot. As if she couldn't be any more perfect. Yup, definitely Yang's kind of girl.
"Excus-wha-how dare…ugh!" Weiss spluttered. She stomped up to sexy goddess and snatched the vial of red dust from the girl's hand. Then, she stomped away in a huff.
"I promise I'll make this up to you!" Ruby called out helplessly.
Yang patted her sister on her back comfortingly. "Don't worry Rubes. She'll get around." Then, she turned around only to see the sexy goddess walking away.
Damn, even the way she walks is sexy, Yang thought as she eyed the girl's swaying hips. She shook herself out of her trance and jogged after the sexy goddess.
"Hey, wait up! What's your name?" Yang called out. The girl paused and turned her head. She watched Yang with something akin to suspicion in her eyes as the blonde came near. "I'm Yang Xiao Long but just call me Yang. Thanks for helping out my sister. She's a bit helpless on her own," Yang introduced herself as she offered a hand.
"Blake Belladonna," the girl simply said as she took the hand and lightly shook it.
"Well, Blake," Yang said with a smirk, liking the way it rolled of her tongue. "I'll see you around." And with a final wink, she turned her on her heel and ran back to Ruby who was talking to a blonde boy who she remembered seeing throwing up in a basin earlier.
"Hey sis! Is that vomit-boy you're talking to?" Yang said as she neared the talking pair.
The boy groaned. "Not you as well. Motion sickness is a perfectly common problem that people all throughout Remnant faces."
Ruby raised her hands in a placating manner. "Look, I'm sorry but vomit-boy was the first thing that came to mind."
"And vomit-dude. It was a close tossup between the two," Yang added with a grin.
"Oh yeah, well what if I call you crater-face?" the boy countered.
"That's Ruby, not me," Yang shrugged. "And if you do, I would call you vomit-dude."
That managed to shut him up. Nonetheless, he put on a confident smile that looked slightly off-kilter and gestured to himself. "Well, the name's Jaune Arc. Short and sweet, rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it."
Ruby looked at Jaune sceptically. "Do they?"
"They will!" Jaune assured. His confidence quickly faltered. "…or at least I hope they will."
Yang listened as her sister and the blonde boy talked, both being somewhat awkward in their own ways. It was rather adorable really. She walked slightly ahead of the two bickering teens, leading them down the lengthy avenue and towards the impossibly massive door.
This was all done with only one thing on her mind: Blake Belladonna. Or, as she liked to call, the sexy goddess.
As she walked through the door and into the large and spacious amphitheatre, she wondered if she would get to meet the other girl again anytime soon.
She certainly hoped so.
So should I continue? I would love feedbacks. Thanks for reading.
