Author's Note

Current timeline: 1

Well, here we go, the start of a Yang/Blake series. This'll be run like Red and White, a series of short stories not in chronological order that more or less fit in the same continuity. I haven't decided yet whether or not this is in the same continuity as Red and White. Maybe.

Shout out to Isyys who originally held a story using this title, "Beauty and the Beast". When they heard that I had been planning to use it but decided against it since I didn't want to double up on story titles, Isyys changed the name of their story without me even asking them or even saying anything at all to them directly. That story is now "Blake's Little Secret", why don't you go check it out?

Title: Rooftop Confessions

Characters: Blake and Yang.

Genre: Friendship, Romance.

Summary: While Blake broods on the roof, Yang comes up to check on her with perhaps something else she's been meaning to do for a while.

It was a clear night out tonight. The stars were easily visible overhead, and a cool breeze blew through the area. Blake lay on the roof of the building by herself, calm but somewhat melancholic. She could see well enough in the dark that the lunar light and starlight would have been more than ample for her to read a book by. For now though, she was simply reclining on the slope of the roof, basking in the calm of the night.

Alone by herself it was times like these where she was able to be left to her own thoughts. She loved her team, really she did, but sometimes she felt it best to be away from them for a bit. Their young leader and her partner had a strong bond, and Yang greatly enjoyed teasing them both. It was amusing to watch, but sometimes she felt like she was intruding.

Her time to herself was not to be however as she was soon interrupted. "So what are you doing up here now all by yourself?" came a familiar bright voice. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps on the tiles of the roof Blake looked over to see Yang sit down beside her. "The others are inside having a good time." Indeed she could hear the faint voices of Ruby and Weiss coming from inside through an open window. "Team JNPR is coming over soon too."

Turning her head back to the sky Blake blinked slowly. "It sounds like they're having enough fun by themselves," she stated blandly.

"Well, we'd be having more fun with you too!" Yang pouted.

"...I think it's fine as it is now," Blake whispered quietly.

There was something in Blake's tone that made Yang narrow her eyes, not that the dark haired girl was able to see it from her position. "Come on, don't be like that. I don't know why you're always off on your own, but you should spend more time with the team. You belong with us, y'know?" She tried to keep her voice calm and her tone lighthearted, but in truth she was a little worried. Blake had always been rather asocial since they had met, but sometimes it was a little concerning. She set herself at a distance from everyone else, and at times Yang wasn't totally sure if even Blake realized herself that she did it.

Blake got up from where she was lying down, bringing herself up into a seated position. She let the silence hand between them for a minute while she considered her answer. For once, Yang waited patiently without interruption.

"I have a place here yes," Blake started off. She turned her head upwards again, looking once more into the inky blackness between the brighter twinkles of the stars. "But not quite as much as the rest of you, do I?" She sounded more like she was talking to herself than to Yang by this point.

Yang had frozen at this point, eyes wide. She couldn't quite believe that Blake was saying something like this. "...You don't really mean that do you?" she asked aghast. It wasn't like Blake to broach topics like this of her own volition, but whatever reason it was, Yang felt a little disturbed at how Blake felt about her place on the team. "What brought this on all of a sudden?"

Shrugging her shoulders Blake spoke. "I've always been on the outside, looking in. Just a little, at times." She hummed softly before continuing. "But that's fine, isn't it? I still belong, I know that." Blake seemed to be entirely oblivious as to the effects of her words on her companion, as in her mind, she was merely stating facts. Team RWBY was nice, and she did feel like she had a place among them, but she could never quite manage to feel fully at home. Still, she was perfectly content with the way things are. They were certainly a lot better than how things once were in her past. Feeling a pair of arms circle around her waist, Blake stiffened.

"Is that really how you feel? ...You idiot." Yang said this with a small frown of displeasure on her face. Pressing her forehead against the back of Blake's neck with a cushion of her hair in between she sighed. She could feel Blake tightening up further, the other girl had never liked other people touching her. Still, she hadn't made any motion to pull away yet, so Yang took that as a good sign.

"You're always like this," Yang mumbled. "The only reason you're looking in from the outside is because you choose to stand alone, you push us away. Why can't you see how much we care for you?" she chastised the brooding girl. "Ruby looks up to you, you know that. And Weiss likes spending time with you in spite of your difference in opinion on certain topics. And you're my partner, of course you have a place at my side." Her voice turned a little indignant towards the end.

Blake slowly let the tension in her body relax as it did not seem like her partner was planning on letting go of her any time soon. It seemed that she had inadvertently upset the other girl, though that was not her intention. She hadn't meant to point fingers or anything, it was simply the way things were. And she was fine with that. "Perhaps. But in the end I am not essential, not needed. Ruby and Weiss have grown close, and they depend on each other in a way unlike their friendships with me."

"And me?" Yang said with thinly veiled displeasure at Blake's apparently lack of worth in her own eyes.

Blake closed her eyes as she leaned back into the frowning golden haired girl. "...You don't need me. You've always been independent. Strong. Our partnership may be beneficial, but again, not essential. You would do fine without me." Again, this was all said by Blake rather calmly. She seemingly wasn't saddened by her perceived role, nor was she looking for pity or complaining. Blake was merely answering Yang's questions with what she believed to be the truth.

Making an angry noise at the back of her throat Yang released the girl she had been previously restraining and quickly repositioned herself in front of her. Pushing Blake back down onto the surface of the roof she placed her arms to either side, pinning the girl in black down. "Don't say that. Never say that," Yang all but growled. "You're my partner. My best friend. You are important to me."

Blake was a little surprised at the sudden action from Yang, but it was quickly dismissed as she knew her partner to be rather impulsive. In truth Yang's words touched her, but as a half masked face flickered through her mind and memory she couldn't quite suppress the lingering doubt which she voiced. "Partner's change, and friendships fade. What's important now doesn't always stay the same."

Yang's expression softened as she heard the faint sadness which had finally found it's way into Blake's voice. "Maybe they do for some people." Leaning in purple eyes stared into amber from inches away and she whispered, "But you're special...to me." With that, one pair of eyes closed as the distance disappeared.

The other pair of eyes on the other hand shot wide open. The kiss was determined and without hesitation. Yang knew exactly what she wanted. At the same time though, it was not overly rough or forceful, Blake could have pulled away at any moment if she so wanted. But even as she lay there without visible reaction to the kiss, she still didn't move away, or rather, something in her couldn't.

When she was looking into Yang's opened eyes once more Blake found a crack in her voice when she spoke next. "What- what was that?"

"That?" Yang asked huskily. "That was a kiss. The question is, what are you gonna do about it?"

"I think..." Blake started off hesitantly. "I think," she stated again after a moment with more surety in her voice as her eyes locked unflinchingly onto Yang's. "You should shut up and kiss me again." Grabbing a fistful of Yang's scarf she pulled her down to her lips once more.

Author's Note

Blake came out perhaps a tad more emo than I initially wanted. Well, I'll try to make her less so in future chapters. I'm probably gonna start on those death fics first though...which may just make everyone more emo. Eh. Special circumstances there. Less emo in future chapters of this story anyway.

In other news, on the tumblr of Arryn Zech (Blake's VA) as a response to a question regarding her OTP:

Umm…. I already know what the actual pairings are, so I don't think it's fair for me to answer this. BUT I do think that the Bumblebee ship is cute, only because it's a well balanced relationship if it was an actual thing.

So some support for Blake/Yang, buuuut from the sounds of it, I don't think it's happening.

EDIT: There is fanart of the ending from the wonderfully talented VnixxiR. Link in my profile.