A/N: Hey there everyone! I know it has been a while and I'm sorry about that. But i am still alive! For anyone wishing to know about Wilting Rose and Nightmares And Fairy Tales, I'm still writing them, albeit at a very slow space. However I've been in a writing mood lately so who knows? Maybe ill get a chapter of one of 'em out. Anyway, I want to keep this short and sweet, so if you have any questions, PM me. First up I'd like to say the biggest THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to LazyKatze who edits my stories, gives me advice on how to improve them, and is just an all around awesome person. If you haven't yet, go check out her stories, and if you have, go do it again! Next i want to let everyone know about the Steam Group Reiss. Myself, LazyKate, A-rav, elfenlied1012, and many other writers are on there, so if you want to talk about fics or just about RWBY in general, go check us out! Lastly i just want to thank Monty Oum, Rooster Teeth, and everybody who contributes to it for making RWBY. love you guys! of course RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum, only the idea for the story behind this fic is thought up by yours truly. With that out of the way, on to the story.

Chapter 1 (Saturday September 14, 4th era, 3rd cycle)

The young girl reached up with one hand, trying to cover up the cat ears attached to the top of her head, while the other hand blindly scoured the ground searching for the bow that had been ripped off of her head. The wind was knocked out of her and her stomach heaved when a foot hit her in the gut.

"Faunus trash!"

"Get out of here you filth!"

The crowd continue to grow, the insults only getting worse. Her hand searching for the bow came across something soft just as something impacted the side of her head, sending her sprawling. Clutching her head, the little girl got to her feet.

"Get out of here you filthy animal!"

Tears streamed down her face as she pushed through the wall of people surrounding her, wanting nothing more than to disappear. She ran, weaving in and out of people and leaving the crowd of insults behind her. Ducking into an alley, she, the girl, slumped down against a wall, and pulled her knees to her chest and wept. Ten minutes passed as the girl sat there crying into her knees.

"Why are you crying?" spoke a soft voice, cutting through the sobs.

Blake's head snapped up looking at the intruder. Standing in front of her was a girl a bit younger than her, maybe seven or eight, wearing a faded red hoodie that was a few sizes too big, black cargo pants with holes at the knees and the ankles rolled up, and a pair of red and black worn out sneakers. Her hair fell to about shoulder length, was deep crimson, and messy and unkempt, matching the rest of her outfit. What the crying girl was drawn to, however, was the girl's shining silver eyes. She wanted to run. She wanted to get away from this person who would just call her names and hit her, but she couldn't move. Those eyes wouldn't let her.

"Is it 'cause those people picked on you 'cause you're different?"

She didn't answer, entranced by the girl's eyes. Suddenly the redhead stepped forward, bring her arm up from her side. The crouching girl flinched away, expecting the sting of being hit. She sat there for a moment, with her hands in front of her face, but no blow came. Instead, she felt a soft petting on her cat ears, and a warm cuddly feeling washed over her. She lowered her hands and found the younger girl sitting next to her, stroking her ears.

"People shouldn't pick on you 'cause of your ears, I think they're really cute!" The girl's eyes widened, remembering something. "Oh yeah, my names Ruby! What's yours?" the redhead asked, a smile on her face.

"B-Blake."

"Well Blake, I don't know whats wrong with those other people, but I think you're cool! And pretty!"

Blake looked down at herself to make sure she was the person Ruby was looking at. Her long onyx hair was disheveled and grimy. She was wearing stained white shirt underneath a filthy mud covered black jacket that had its right sleeve almost torn off. Her purple jean pants were faded and ripped, exposing her upper legs to the breeze, giving her a slight chill. Her black running shoes were so worn out that patches of the right shoe had started falling off, making wearing the footwear only slightly better than going barefoot. Though she couldn't see it, she could feel a nasty bruise forming on the side of her face from the blow to the head, and it probably looked horrible, plus any other cut and scrapes she might have. She looked back up at the silver eyed girl who was still gently massaging her cat ears.

"Do-do you really think I'm p-pretty? Even like this?" she questioned.

"Yeah!" She nodded her head as she spoke, like she was trying to make sure Blake believed her. "You're really pretty! Especially your eyes."

Blake reached up and touched just below her eye, remembering her deep amber eyes that came with being a cat faunus. Blake looked down at the ground, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "T-thank you, you're also very pretty and I like your eyes a lot too." They sat like that for a moment when a rumbling from Blake's stomach broke the silence. With all the commotion, she had forgotten she hadn't eaten anything since the previous night.

"Are you hungry?" Ruby asked. " Here." Ruby took her hand off Blake's ear, Blake immediately missing the warmth, and reached into her jacket pocket, pulling out a chocolate chip cookie. Putting the treat out towards Blake, her eyes motioned for her to take it. Blake's eyes widened, the cookie looking very appetizing, but she shook her head and smiled.

"Thank you, but I don't want to eat your cookie and leave you with nothing."

"Well how about this?" Ruby took the cookie in both hands and split it in half, thrusting one half towards the faunus. Blake felt water brimming in her eyes. She reached up and wiped them away, and then took the offered half of the food.

"Thank you, Ruby." Blake looked at the morsel in her hands. As she raised it up to her mouth, she breathed in deep, taking in the sugary smell. Bringing it to her lips, she took a small bite, the somewhat stale cookie tasting better than anything that she had eaten in a while. Unable to control herself, she pushed the rest of the cookie in her mouth and smiled, the taste too good to resist. She swallowed, then leaned against the wall and let out an unintentional sigh of content. A warm feeling returned to her ears, the petting only adding to the bliss of current state. She closed her eyes and a low rumble started from her chest. A slight giggle came from her side.

"You're tired, ain't cha'? Here." The young girl scooted close to Blake, still rubbing the onyx girl's ears. Blake laid her head on the other girl's shoulder and slowly fell asleep, thinking of her.

Two last things before you go. First the update schedule for this, along with any and all of my other stories, is sporadic and inconsistent at best. I could release a new chapter tomorrow, or i could release one five months from now, but unless it is directly stated differently, i will finish all the fics. Second, any and all feed back you give, it being a review or PM, its highly appreciated. Not only does it let me know what you think, but it also helps me write better.