Sooo apparently my OC's gained infamy? We'll get to that afterwards
Disclaimer: RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth, Bálor to me, any other entities to their parent companies
Bálor Moonlight would sigh as he laid in his infirmary bed, doped up on painkillers and blissfully unaware of the ever-devolving situation between the members of Team RWBY. In extreme pain and horribly confused at the actions of Yang Xiao Long, he would spend his days in this limbo between agony and nothingness contemplating the weight of his actions involving the woman and himself.
"Hey there sleepy B, time to wake up" Yang would lean over his dorm room bed with a smile, the brawler was often content to sneak into the wolf's domicile and watch him resting, at peace and completely devoid of the anger that sometimes overcame him during battle. But today wasn't the kind of day where the golden-maned Huntress could allow herself to spend time watching her silver-haired prince asleep, there was work to be done and very little free time to do it in before her teammates came looking for her.
"Okay, so we're doing this the fun way!" She would grin in anticipation before slowly climbing atop the sleeping wolf and gently moving aside some stray silver locks, gently nuzzling his nose affectionately before planting a kiss upon his lips. "Man these days are freaking sweet: Got myself a boyfriend, the White Fang's laying low, and this school year's been all kinds of exciting!" Yang would deepen the kiss even as the Faunus below her began to stir and respond with a kiss of his own, his amber eyes gleaming with mischief as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Good morning sexy, thought you'd never wake up."
The young man would blush deeply at the buxom woman's words before gently rolling her off of him and letting out a great yawn. "Morning Yang, I'm guessing something big is on tap if you had to do things that way." He would wink an amber eye as he began sitting up and looking over at his girlfriend and noticing the happy smirk on her face. "Yep, this is DEFINITELY big!"
The brawler would grin excitedly as she made her way over to the edge of the bed and helped the drowsy Faunus to his feet, her lilac eyes gleaming with happiness as she began raiding the wolf's closet for something to wear "So, what's the deal with all the wrestling clothes? You planning on heading down to that show in Vale this weekend or something?" Bálor would groan audibly at the mention of said wrestling show, it was one of the rare times that the independent wrestling promotion Ring of Honor made its way to Vale and like always the people were quick to scoop up their tickets and leave him out in the cold "Don't remind me, the one time New Japan and ROH work the same event and it's sold out! Adam Cole versus Shinsuke Nakamura as the main event and I can't see it!" While the names of these individuals didn't ring a bell to the Huntress raiding the closet she was not without empathy for his situation, after all she too had suffered through many a missed Achieve Men concert due to missions at Beacon and her partner Blake's hunt for the truth behind the White Fang's alliance with a human like Roman Torchwick.
"It'll be okay baby, you help me out with what I have planned today and I'm gonna make it worth your while." She would say this saucily before turning and smacking Bálor on the butt, causing him to gasp audibly. "I swear Yang, that's your answer for everything." He would look back at the blonde with a quiet smile as she tossed him his clothes for the day. "Seriously honey, I'm up for anything you want. You just gotta ask me." With that he would saunter off into the washroom to dress for the day which left Yang alone with her thoughts once again, looking around at Bálor's room with a curious eye. Pictures would line the mirror by the wall, most of them would be of the two of them together with the occasional picture of Ruby and himself. "It's amazing how he manages to keep all these pictures lined together with the bare-minimum of reflective surface needed for styling." She would shudder as she imagined her mirror dotted with photos, trying to maintain her perfect hair would be a nightmare without the full use of her mirror. "Nahh, that's too much of a hassle even for me." She would start pacing his room, looking curiously at his various belongings: posters of today's current superstars lined his wall, below them were books on Faunus history, criminal law, one shelf was completely full of comic book trade paperbacks. "Geez, how many comic books does one guy need?" She would begin reaching for the book at the top of the pile: Batman: Battle for the Cowl and begin flipping through it with some interest. By the time she had gotten to the climactic battle between Dick Grayson, the original Robin and Jason Todd, the former Robin turned Red Hood, Yang was blissfully unaware that the amber eyed Faunus was leaning over her shoulder and reading along with her in silence.
"Geez, how did this 'Batman' die anyhow? And why are these guys fighting to take his place?" The brawler's brow would furrow as she continued reading on, the battle between protégées having concluded in Grayson's victory before taking up the mantle of the Bat.
"The Batman's a symbol of justice in the lawless hell that is Gotham City" He would finally speak up, causing her to jump and load up her new weapon the Howling Dragons in anticipating an attack and dropping the comic on the floor. "As I was saying, he's sort of the lone Huntsman taking on Gotham's criminals-their Grimm as it were." The lilac eyed Huntress would sigh as she leaned down to pick up the book and set it back on his shelf. "Keep that up and you'll be as good as Blake one day." She would look back to see him pulling on a hoodie and grinning sheepishly, as he shook his head. "Alright honey, we're headin' out!" Bálor would smile wistfully and shake his head as they left his dorm. "You know; it would be nice to know where the Dust we were going Yang, I kind of planned on spending my morning working on designs for a new weapon." Yang would giggle mischievously before taking his hands in hers.
The pair would soon find themselves in line for an Achieve Men autograph signing; the crowd was mostly a mass of giggling fangirls which included one very excited Yang, Bálor on the other hand was none-too-pleased to be among the gaggle of excited (and probably hormonal) females. "I knew I should've stayed in bed today." He would grumble to himself as they slowly moved closer to the boy band who currently had the number one hit pop song in all of Vale: 'Platinum Trophy Gal". The wolf kept trudging forward even as Yang hummed the hit song from her spot behind him, causing further agitation to the silver haired young man. "Must. Resist. Urge to use Semblance!" By the time they had finally made their way to the front, Yang was trembling with excitement at the prospect of finally getting their promotional posters autographed. "Oooh I can't believe it!" The golden-maned girl would look at the group of young men in silent awe, leaving the girls behind them bristling with impatience and the boy band slightly nonplussed at her reaction.
"So miss, who do we make this out to…?" The frontman would smile charmingly, causing the brawler to swoon and fall back into the arms of a sour faced Bálor who would groan and help her back to a standing position. "Pardon her behavior; she's clearly a huge fan, spent all last night awake in anticipation of this day." The amber eyed Hunter would sigh as she slipped back against him in yet another swoon, this time he would take a knee and lower Yang to the floor. "Just make hers out to Yang Xiao Long, as for mine..it's for a good friend of mine: Ruby Rose." The guys would nod appreciatively, taking both posters from the clearly exasperated Bálor and signing them individually as the buxom young woman finally came to.
"Wha..where am I? She would blink her eyes a few times as she tried to remember just where she was. "We're at an autograph signing; remember you've been dying to go here since last night?" The amber-eyed Faunus would wink playfully before helping her up and watching on with a polite smile as Yang did what she did best: Light up a room with her personality and grab the attention of the Achieve Men (as well as the few guys who had probably been dragged along by their significant others, judging by the subtle elbow jabs to the ribs a few were receiving.) it was always like this for him. She enjoyed the spotlight while he hung back, trying to be the supportive boyfriend even though he was itching to gouge out the eye of every man in the room.
"Ahhh, another satisfied audience!" The brawler would be walking on a few paces ahead of the still agitated Hunter, unaware of the curses he was muttering under his breath while trying not to clench his fists and crumple up the autographed poster he had managed to snag for the absent reaper. "You're awful quiet back there B, everything alright?" She would slow her pace until they were side by side, taking his hand in hers and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Sorry I wrangled you in on this Bálor, but this was my one chance to see them before they left for Mistral on their world tour." Yang would stop and pull him close, gently scratching behind the young man's ears playfully. "C'mon, who's my good boy? Huh? Huh? Who's my good boy?" She would smile as the irate young man slowly began to relax and eventually lay his head on her shoulder, inhaling the scent of her shampoo.
"You remembered I like Coconut, you knew I would react this way and planned ahead." He would smile sadly and wrap his arms around her waist, taking another whiff of her hair and nuzzling her neck. "I'm really lucky to have a girl like you in my life Yang." Unbeknownst to him the blonde would be sneaking a pair of hastily bought tickets to a certain event in his pocket, she blushed upon imagining the look of joy upon his face when he would eventually discover them.
"Trust me baby, we're both the lucky ones here."
Yang would be sitting in Ozpin's office; her lilac eyes would be bloodshot and darkened from lack of sleep, the events from her attack on Bálor replaying in her mind. Only now she wasn't blinded by the anger and pain of a broken heart, but she did see herself cutting up her ex's back and ranting about "feeling true pain", she heard her dear wolf crying out in agony even as she smothered him with her body while enjoying it with a fit of laughter.
"Why? Why would I do something so horrible to him?!" She would clench her fists angrily as her mind replayed it again, only this time she would try fighting back against this crazed version of herself with every fiber of her being. "Stop it! Stop it Dust-damn you!" Her dragons would pass through the other Yang without messing up a single strand of her golden hair, causing the true Xiao Long to try and set her sights upon rescuing the fallen Faunus instead. "Baby, baby just hang on!" Yang would immediately reach over and try to take Bálor away from the terrible situation her berserk self had placed him in, crying out as her hands once again passed through in vain. "Why is this happening?!"
"Because you wanted the pain to stop, but you lacked the discipline to look inside yourself for answers." She would recognize the voice as the one belonging to her masked benefactor, the person who was training her to master both her weapon and her Semblance: Raven Branwen.
"First loves are always the cruelest; not because the of the uncertainty of the situation, but rather the purity behind the bond involved and the raw strength both sides expend in trying to hold onto it.
Yang would sigh and stare at her hands, still encased within her Howling Dragons which were now shimmering a dull golden glow. "Are you saying that I'm the one to blame for all this misfortune?" The brawler would shake her head incredulously as her mind reflected upon her time as someone's 'girlfriend': He had his quirks, the obsession with wrestling being the biggest and most agitating. But he was also angry at the fact that all of Beacon opposed him, bitter at the fact that every time he would take one step forward he would be thrown back two more, but most of all the boy she loved was afraid, afraid of letting down those few individuals who did trust him.
"No Yang; the boy was named after a demon for a reason, someone wants this little monster to mature and become-"Her golden mane would burn brightly at the woman's words, even as the final climactic clash between them played out as she lashed out with scalpel slashing downward as she sliced down from his right eye, down his cheek, before finally cutting off the fingers of his open hand.
He had never planned to harm her, even after all the pain she and others had inflicted upon him. "I love you." This time it was Bálor's voice that she would hear, before letting out a scream of pain as his wounds finally registered, even up to that last second before scalpel met flesh he had believed in the bond they shared.
"I…love you too." Yang would whisper this to herself as she opened her eyes to find Raven looking down at her, mask in hand as she shielded her eyes from the brawler's radiant glow.
"Yes, now we can finally begin." The older Huntress would smile as she held out her hand for the younger woman to take, but she would shake her head firmly as she stood up from her chair.
"Just let me say goodbye"
Well, a new story. More OC centered-ness, I get that the way I do things rubs a good chunk of you all the wrong way, that's fine. Say what you will, mock away, hell send me your parody-fics because I need something to read while I'm on the porcelain throne.
I'm serious, I'll even leave a fair review. These things aren't gonna change because I modeled my OC after me (with the obvious exception being that he can walk)