Authors Notes: WTF am I doing? I dunno. But I gotta do it. Like bad. Like all the bad. Like, for whatever reason, I've been suddenly possessed to do this, from a prompt that Weissrabbit got from Officeladythyme, and did a sweet little doodle for, asking for Beacon's Big 4 (Weiss, Yang, Pyrrha, and Cinder) all in Japanese Yankee style. Which I think may actually be spelled Yanki from something a wiki told me, but I'm not a hundred percent sure. Whatever, here goes nothing. Not sure if this is gonna turn into anything regular, or whatever but I kinda like how it turned out. I'm hopped up on sleep depravation and apple cider! Let's do this! Please read and review! And yes, I'm still working on the Dragon AU, I just realized I sorta painted myself in the corner, but I'm getting out of it. Shoulda wrote that instead, but oh well, here is this thing! READ ON!

Legal Mumbo Jumbo: RWBY and it's characters are all copyright to Rooster Teeth and are created by Monty Oum. Please don't sue me, I can't afford it. If you do, I'll have to make my lazy, smelly cats get jobs and help support the family. And then they'll stare at you with their expectant cat faces and judge you secretly. Oh, and a shout out to Weissrabbit and Officeladythyme on tumblr for the idea.

A Tense Treatise

The sun was beginning to sink quickly as the late afternoon began to fade away. The sky was painted in a vast orange spread with a red hue that sank towards the horizon. Blue clouds dotted the canvas and were slowly carried over the landscape by a gentle breeze. It was the beginning of autumn, and every quarter, the Beacon Big 4 had their meetings in the same place. It was a desolate field set away from prying eyes, just outside the city on the edge of the country side. Beacon was a very prestigious, and sometimes notorious Academy that accepted students of all walks of life. Grades were important, but so were skills and talents, and individualism was well recognized and emphasized.

Situated in a semi circle, three women stood in silence, each passing the time with a practiced calm that had been honed over the years. Of course, this was nothing unusual for them. After all, all their meetings seemed to begin like this. Always waiting on their final member.

Standing to the north, was Weiss Schnee, Heiress of the Schnee Dust Company. Despite her height, she possessed an indomitable will and keen mind. Her light blue skirt sat just a couple inches below her knee as she leaned forward upon her rapier. Her poise was perfect, with her ridgid shoulders squared and precisely angled on both sides with her face calm and unflinching. Her eyes were shut, not bothering to need to see where everyone else stood. The fencer felt her pale white, off center ponytail blow slightly in the breeze, and she took a slow breath with it, allowing herself to enjoy the cool temperature and fair weather.

The the west stood Pyrrha Nikos. Tallest of the four, her red hair scattered about in the breeze before settling back down against her unmodified school uniform. Resting along her broad shoulders was a long spear with a shield strung behind her back. Her arms draped over the polearm loosely, balancing it across her neck as she allowed her head to hang downward in the silence. While she liked the idea behind these meetings, she disliked the need to have them. However she knew that this wasn't a perfect world, and to that end, she would dare to protect it, and those who would strive to achieve that perfection.

Standing at the east was Cinder Fall. Just a bit shorter than Pyrrha, her jet black hair and amber eyes were striking, regardless to what setting they may appear. She glanced between the other two women with a coy smile etched along her lips, never revealing anything, but always telegraphing her interest. She was intelligent and cunning, and well known as one of the schools greatest terrors should you ever cross her. Though she rarely ever had to do more than whisper a few innocent words of affection, or shoot a harsh glare of warning, she was never separated from the quiver and bow that were attached at her back just in case she needed to vent her anger.

Unlike Weiss who preferred to wear her Winter uniform, and Pyrrha who wore whatever was appropriate, Cinder was prone to wearing dresses of all manner, often in reds and golds, but sometimes in darker colors as well. Today was no exception as she wore her trademark red slitted dress with gold patterned trim along the arms and back.

The trio waited just a few more moments in silence, when a sudden rumbling was heard in the distance. Immediately, the sound caught Weiss' ears and the Heiress allowed her eyes to flicker open as the sound continued to approach. Pyrrha and Cinder both glanced towards the south as a large group of motorcycles began to approach en mass. Horns honked in vulgar fashion, tires squeeled, engines revved and roared, and smoke belched out from the dozen or so motorcycles that had congregated in the nearby parking lot.

Finally, approaching towards her own spot was Yang Xiao Long. Standing just slightly taller than Cinder, she wore a long white decorated jacket and pants with the words 'Golden Dragon' inscribed in foreign characters. Her chest was bound tightly in bandages and wrappings as she made her approach with a cigarette tightly clenched between her teeth. She grinned from ear to ear as she took her position in the circle the four girls would always make. She shook her head from side to side, allowing her neck to crack and pop while her massive mane of unruly golden locks framed her lilac eyes and well built shoulders. She balled her hands into tightened fists, which seemed to grow in size with her padded gloves that she wore for battle, and in a powerful motion brought them together before finally crossing her arms and taking a leisurely stance.

" You're late, Xiao Long!" the pale haired woman accused with harsh eyes.

" Sorry, ya know how it is. Getting this lot together is pretty tough. Sometimes ya gotta remind'm who's boss, ya know?" the blonde apologized around the cigarette in a patronizing manner, her grin never fading.

The Heiress growled, then glanced to the other 2 to see if they wished to chime in and berate the Bosozoku, however neither of them seemed to be all that upset by her tardiness, " I swear, it's always this way. You need to respect these meetings more, Xiao Long."

" Whatever princess. Let's just do our little talk so we can all get back to our lives..." Yang said with a wink.

An impossibly harsher scowl bore it's way into the biker for just a moment more before the Yanki continued, " So let's hear it. What're we dealing with? I know I have a few quarrels and I'd like a few answers...Pyrrha!"

The Amazon turned her green eyes upon the Heiress. Of the group, she was entirely ill suited to spend time amongst them, however she represented the moral authority of the rule abiding students as well the current student council president.

" What quarrel is there? My students don't cause trouble. I assume you're people are looking into things too much again." she said evenly, not backing down from the Heiress' glare.

" Wrong. Time and time again your athletes are making unwarranted remarks and aggressions at my subordinates. While I haven't heard of any scuffles between them as of yet, I expect this to cease immediately." Weiss lawyered with an accusing point.

Cinder snickered at the comment and let her piercing gaze rest upon the tip of Weiss' finger.

" Such aggressions are invited only when you show weakness my dear Miss Schnee. Can you blame them for acting upon what they know to be true. The strong do as they wish, thus the weak must yield. I would think that you would know this better than anyone. Do you agree with me, Xiao Long?" the raven haired beauty asked with a smile.

The Dragon shrugged, then took a long drawl of her cigarette before dropping it to the ground and stomping out the ashes, " I don't really care. Do what you want is what I say. I suppose though, if it's to keep this place from becoming a fuckin mad house, then I suppose it needs to be addressed. Though if it was my boys, well, they wouldn't have put up with it. And we'd be convening an emergency meeting!"

Pyrrha's brow furrowed as she glanced about, the accusation not sitting well with her, " I still don't think it's my people Weiss. You said it was some athletes? Who? Just because I'm an athlete doesn't mean I associate with all of them, nor do all of them side with me. I know quite a number that belong to Cinder as well."

" I can't really deny if it was my people or not. In fact, this is the first I've heard of it. If you cannot provide me a name, then we may have to assume you're just making false accusations. So then, Snowflake, who is it?" Cinder questioned with a venomous smile.

" Velvet said it was Cardin Winchester. She was at her track practice, and she said he was throwing water bottles at her every time she passed. I know he's on the football team, and I know he's a world class asshole. But since there's probably all of 3 students who aren't affiliated, I'd imagine that guy isn't one of them. So who's responsibility is he?" Weiss asked once again, with more fervor.

" Ah, yes I do believe he is one of mine. He's on the football team, will probably go pro once he's out of college, if not sooner. His grades could be better, but he's a fine athlete. I'm sure you can appreciate that Pyrrha." the dark woman replied with a grin.

" I don't appreciate having to defend my people from you or your trouble makers, nor do I appreciate the slander and misgivings it causes." the red haired woman shot back with a frown.

Cinder turned to Weiss and tilted her head to the side, allowing a quizzical look to splash across her face, " Are you certain that he had ill intent? Perhaps she looked thirsty and he was simply trying to get her to rest up and hydrate herself before something terrible happened..."

" Velvet is one of the stars on the track team. Her and Mercury are practically neck in neck for ties and speed. She knows how to pace herself without risk. She's also a Faunus, and we all know how well Cardin treats the Faunus." Weiss fired, her cold blue eyes fixating upon Cinder.

" I suppose if you feel so firmly about it, I'll have a...heart to heart with the poor boy. But I still think that you're looking at this a little too closely." the dark woman responded in a half hearted manner.

The Heiress lessened her scowl, however did nothing otherwise to ease the tension between them, letting out a quiet snort, " I intend to follow this up, just to be sure his behavior is curbed..."

Cinder nodded in acknowledgment, then turned to face the group as a whole, " But while we're on the subject of dealing with animals, I've got a complaint regarding a blue haired biker. I imagine that Neptune Vasilias doesn't belong to either you or Weiss?"

Pyrrha shook her head to avert Cinder's fiery gaze, and Weiss did the same, causing the raven haired woman to glance to Yang, who's expression appeared to be bored.

" Yeah, so maybe Neptune's one of my guys. What, did he use a corny pick up line on someone and now they're offended? Please..." Yang dismissed as she began to light up another cigarette.

" Oh, if it were only that, I would encourage the pair just work it out. But he didn't just make an advance on poor Emerald, he went as far as to touch her in an inappropriate manner." Cinder accused, her fiery stare boring into Yang now, who still seemed disinterested.

The bosozoku took another long drawl of her cigarette, then turned away from the group and with a whistle, a point and a wave, she summoned a pair of her boys. Approaching on each of her flanks stood a tall and well muscled blonde, with an open leather jacket, no shirt, and a long monkey tail. Next to him was a tall, blue haired young man with goggles and a red jacket. He was fit and trim, but not as well built as the Faunus. Each one took the flank on each side of Yang.

" Neptune...you know why I called the two of you over here?" Yang asked, her voice even and unrevealing.

" Not particularly. How about you Sun?" Neptune asked.

" Nope. I got nothin' boss. Whatcha need from us?" Sun responded.

" Seems one of you boys gotta a complaint. Either of you two know a girl named Emerald?" she asked, blowing a cloud of smoke from her nose as she eyed the pair.

The pair looked nervously between each other, both obviously aware of the girl.

" I do. I met her at the dance a few weeks ago." Neptune pipped up, nervousness shooting through his veins.

" I see. So what'd you do to her to get her all riled up?" the blonde continued, her line of questioning becoming more specific each time.

" W...well it's kind of embarassing, but I'm not a good dancer. But I saw her without a date, or at least without her date, so I asked her to dance. She didn't seem to mind. And I wasn't doing too bad at first, but...well...I tried to spin her, and my hand just kind slipped and brushed up against her...uhhh...one of her breasts!" he stammered, decided to just suck it up at the end and spit it out.

A yellow brow raised quizzically, " Huh. So was it an accident, or are you just that hands on with a lady? I know you're pretty smooth and all that, but there's boundaries ya gotta follow guy."

" I know. And I did try to apologize! But it was an accident." Neptune stated as he began to tense his body.

" You ready?" Yang asked with a grin slowly forming.

He gulped and took in a deep breath, " Yes ma'am!"

A hard right fist connected immediately with the boys nose, knocking him to the ground and drawing a small gout of blood. A heavy boot to the abdomen landed hard, pushing the air from his lungs as he put his arms around himself in defense, choking out an apology.

" I don't care if you wanna go and get shot down by all the girls in the world Neptune, just remember to keep your hands to yourself. For the next week, you're gonna be suckin fumes at the back of the pack, you understand?" the blond warned.

" Y...yes ma'am!" he choked out again as Sun lifted him up to his feet and helped him limp away.

Yang turned to the group and shrugged, her eyes settling on Cinder, " Is that sufficient? Will your poor little gem stone be able to sleep in peace now that her boogie man is gonna be talkin funny for a whole week?"

Cinder shrugged, " I suppose it will do. I certainly hope your 'boys' will behave more."

Yang took a final hit of the cigarette before flicking it to the ground a foot or two in front of Cinder. She stepped towards it and put it out, exhaling the cloud of smoke right at her.

" Any other concerns?" she asked with a dead stare at the woman.

Cinder shrugged, her lips curling into a malicious smirk. The bosozoku eyed her warily, reading fully into the meaning of such a smile. It irritated her, and should she have her way, she'd just go to war with the woman, were it not for her younger sister Ruby's affection for the temptress. Yang didn't approve of their relationship, mostly on the grounds that she felt Ruby was being used to keep Yang and her boys at bay. But Ruby was a big girl and Yang wanted to wean her off from needing her all the time, so she would let the girl make her own mistakes. In the very least, Yang knew she would always be there for Ruby should anything happen. And should anything happen, she would ensure that everyone involved would pay dearly.

After a few moments, the pair settled down, and the quartet went a few more rounds regarding their concerns with one anothers groups. Pyrrha had her student council, those who were in the moral authority of the school. While rarely a problem, they did sometimes get full of themselves and cast their gazes downwards at those considered less virtuous.

Weiss had her Rebels, those who desired change and who usually also followed the rules, though had gotten sick of how the school had been run. They were prone to action without provocation, and sometimes getting ahead of themselves in a zealous fervor. Many also felt as though Weiss was robbed in the past Student Council election, gathering around her in defiance.

Cinder seemed to attract the more nefarious students. While not always bad seeds, they were often prone to bullying and looking down on others. For many of them, it's survival of the fittest, and they intended to prove themselves through strength and guile, regardless of the rules.

Finally, Yang who commanded the bikers. While smallest in number, they themselves were quite a close knit group. They didn't care for the rules of society as much, preferring to live their lives as they please, despite the beliefs of the moral authority of the school. However, they also preferred to coexist as opposed to dominate, like Cinders people, however were often misunderstood, and were often quick to swing first and ask questions later.

Pyrrha glanced between the trio once a long silence had fallen over them, " Are there any other issues we'd like to bring up? I know I don't need to say this, but I still want to remind you that this is why we do these meetings. So that we can take care of the problems between our different groups quietly and without incident, less it should spill over into an all out war. The school has been pretty quiet over these past 2 years and I know all the freshmen are all the better for it. So I'll say it again before we adjourn, is there anything else?"

" Aside from the noisy motorcycle parades at midnight, no." Weiss stated, shooting a look at Yang who gave her back a grin with her eyes open half lidded.

A wink slipped towards the Heiress, whom just brushed it off.

" No mom, I think we're cool on my end. Are we ever gonna get the parking restrictions lifted? I got folks who could commute from home much easier on their bikes than on the railways." Yang chimed in.

" That's more an actual question for the student council meeting, not a Big 4. But for what it's worth, I'm trying to get you a few spaces cleared out Yang." Pyrrha responded with a smirk.

" Thanks Pyrrha." the blonde said, giving a little nod towards her old friend.

Pyrrha smiled back to her, letting her mind wander back to the days when the pair got into all kinds of sports and athletics, always working hard to out do one another. For Pyrrha, Yang was like the sister she never had. Though she has gone quite a bit wayward now, the pair were still friendly, even if their goals and motivations were different.

Cinder gave a shallow bow to the trio, a smile spreading across her lips as she began to turn away, " I do look forward to our next meeting. And should any of you need my council, please...don't hesitate to ask me..."

The woman laughed quietly as she walked back towards the small group of people that she had brought with her. Among them, the track star Mercury, Neo the rumormonger, Emerald, her loyal subordinate, and Roman, the delinquent. They gathered about her and the group wandered off into the evening, disappearing quickly.

" Well, I gotta get out of here too. We still have some student council things to finish up, so take care you two." Pyrrha stated, also offering the pair a bow as she walked back to her fellow student council members.

Flanked by Li Ren, the Librarian, Nora Valkyrie the Vice President, and Jaune Arc, the Treasurer, the quartet made their way off into the distance, leaving Weiss and Yang standing across from one another as the evening sky was cast overhead.

The moon was shining brightly as the street lights illuminated the walkways and roads. Yang took a lazy couple of steps toward Weiss, who continued to keep her gaze locked on the blonde the whole time.

" So what about you Princess? Going home to study?" she asked casually.

" I do still have a couple more pages left to go over, yes. Going out for a midnight ride?" Weiss returned without expression.

" It's a nice night. Before too long, we won't have too many left before it starts snowing, so I gotta enjoy it while I can. You wanna come? Room for 2 on Bumblebee..." Yang offered.

" You know I can't Yang." the Heiress answered, her voice dropping just a bit.

" I figured. Oh well, maybe another time, huh." the blonde commiserated, shrugging off the rejection.

The pair stood in silent appreciation of one another, volumes spoken in silence between the meeting of celeste and lilac eyes. Yang took a couple of puffs off the cigarette and let the smoke slowly exit her mouth while they kept their gazes. Weiss took a couple steps forward and reached for the taller womans lips, plucking the cigarette out from in between their plush softness and placing it between her own. Weiss took a heavy drawl off of it and let the smoke permeate her lungs before she let it out in a long exhale, savoring the taste of Yang's lip gloss. Afterwards, she returned the cigarette to Yang, who smiled in appreciation, placing back in her mouth and touching the filter softly with her tongue.

" I guess it's time to go...see ya Princess..." Yang said, her smile not wavering, but her eyes shifting into a bout of melancholy.

" Yeah, I'll see ya..." Weiss said turning around.

Before she could leave, she felt a rough palm reach out and take her own hand into it. Weiss was thankful for the darkness provided right then and there, as they both knew that this was something neither group should see. Their fingers laced together for just a moment as they squeezed tightly to one another. Would things have been different, they could both hold one another more openly. More honestly. But they both had their duties, and they both had their responsibilities. And it was bad for both of their reputations should anyone know of their tryst, and so the pair had to just be satisfied with these little things that they shared. Another moment, and they both let go, allowing Weiss to meet up with Coco, Fox, Velvet, and Yatsu as they escorted Weiss back to where their car was waiting.

Yang watched them leave in a moment of contemplation, but as soon as the roar of motors caught up to her ears, she shook her head and let a smirk crawl across her face. Another time, perhaps, but for now, she would enjoy her life as a biker, and continue her rein as the Beacon's famous Golden Dragon.