Author's Notes: Hello fans of New Start! I told you this would be coming down the pipeline soon. This story is going to be a compilations of one-shots for our favorite trio. There is no planned chronological order, and I will attempt to give proper time frame for each story.
Also, while New Start pretty much followed Yang, these will follow all three of the girls.
For those of you here that haven't read New Start, here is the link! s/12047780/1/New-Start
It isn't necessary to read it, but it will help.
Edit: I realize that some things canot confusing for those who haven't read New Start. Short catch up. Real World AU set in Vacuo. Yang is a 25 year old aero engineer at Ozpin R&D. Neon is a 22 undergrad trying to get a degree in chemistry while working at a coffee shop. Blake is a 26 year old graduate student who is working on a joint Master/PhD program in economics at the same university Neon attends and works at the school part time.
For clarification, since one of my Proofreaders was confused, Gwen Darcy is a member of NDGO in the show.
"Urg…" Neon groaned as she sat up in bed, pulling her blankets back up to cover her shoulders as they attempted to slip off.
It was a frigid morning in their apartment and the faunus debated if it would be worthwhile to skip her classes and remain under her cozy covers. Checking her scroll for the time, she saw that it was already almost eight. Blake would already be gone for her own morning classes and Yang should have left for work already too. It was too bad, if she had woken up earlier, she probably could have jumped in one of their beds to warm herself. Well, tomorrow was Friday, which meant tomorrow night they could all pile into Yang's bed since none of them had to get up early on Saturday.
The sound of the cabinets closing in the kitchen piqued her curiosity. Wrapping her comforter tightly around herself, Neon opened her bedroom door and trudged into the kitchen to find a very guilty looking Yang eating a candy bar for breakfast.
"Mph.. Hi!" Yang quickly swallowed the chocolate that was in her mouth. "Want some coffee?"
"Sure…" Neon moved in sleepily and wrapped her arms around her tall girlfriend. "Don't you have work today?"
"Kinda." The blonde returned the hug. "I am giving an off-site presentation so I didn't need to leave so early."
Still drowsy, the smaller girl tried to burrow her cold nose and cheeks into the other woman's blouse in an attempt to warm them up. "What time are you supposed to be there?"
"About nine, but I am supposed to be there about eight to set things up."
"Uh, Yang?"
"Yeah, Kit?"
"Its eight fifty."
"Crap!" Yang released her grip on Neon.
Frantically looking down at the jeans and blouse she was wearing, she decided they were good enough and bolted to the door, grabbing her keys, a heavy jacket, and purse on the way out.
"See you tonight, Neon!" She called over her shoulder before slamming the door behind her.
Moments later the pink-haired girl heard Bumblebee roar to life and speed out of the parking lot. Shaking her head at Yang's airheadedness, she picked up where Yang left off on the coffee making process. She didn't have to be down to the bus stop to ride over to the college campus until nine, so she had a little bit of time.
Stepping out of the science building, Neon looked at the throng of students walking across campus. She was waiting for a friend who would be by soon, though she was already late. Her friend was taking the same class as her for the next period and both of them were ecstatic to have a friend in the classroom. Neon had no idea why Gwen was taking an entry level mechanical engineering class, but Neon had two reasons. The first reason, and the one that she shared with people, was that she was looking into advancing to a master's program in chemical engineering. Basic knowledge on how machines work and stress materials she could be creating would be useful. The second, and more important reason, was that she wanted to be able to understand what Yang was always talking about. She was also taking microeconomics as well, something that she hadn't told Blake yet.
"Neon!" The brunette's voice pierced the crowd as it's owner waved to the waiting faunus. "Let's go!"
Jogging to where her friend was standing, they both started speed walking to the engineering building.
"Rumor is lab today isn't going to be as boring as it was last week." Gwen broke the comfortable silence between the duo.
"What do you mean by that?" Neon inquired back.
It was only the second week of the new term. The lab last week was mostly just going over proper procedure and how to take care of the equipment they were going to be using for the rest of the term, just about anything would be more interesting than that.
"I heard that we are having a guest lecturer today. And…" Gwen leaned up next to her friend. "Some of my guy friends said she is really hot, young too. Maybe only a few years older than you. Supposedly a few of the graduate students were trying to ask her out on a date earlier, but she turned them down. Who knows, maybe you would have a chance if you asked."
"I already have a girlfriend, you know." Neon pushed her friend away in fake disgust. "Plus, why would I ever try to flirt with a stranger?"
Gwen placed a finger on her lips as her eyebrows knitted together in concentration. "I thought you said that was how you met your current girlfriend?"
"Bah… Now you remember."
"Silly me." The girl chuckled, readjusting her book bag.
The bell for the next period rang as they entered the building, startling both of them.
"Great, now we are late." Gwen groused. "We are probably going to sit in the front right next to the lecturer."
"It'll be fine." Neon replied as she grabbed her friend's arm and pulled her towards their room at an accelerated rate. "We just need to get there now, just in case it's one of the days were they decide to call role."
"I'm going as fast as I can… Neon!" The brunette yelped as Neon tripped.
In her haste to get into the classroom, Neon had failed to realize that the door wasn't completely closed. Instead of pushing the handle down, the force of her hand swung the door open instead, causing the faunus to stumble and fall clumsily on her face. Moments before hitting the floor, she felt someone catch her, and a familiar face stared back at her.
"You must be Gwen Darcy and Neon Katt." Yang stated as she straightened up, giving no semblance that she recognized the faunus. "There are two open seats at that table, please take your seats and try not to cause anymore interruptions."
Embarrassed about making a spectacle in front of the class and in front of her girlfriend to whom she had always insisted she was a good student, she moved to take the empty seat that the blonde had pointed out. As she passed by the taller woman she felt a pinch on her rear and fought to prevent herself from jumping, letting out only a small yip in surprise. That really didn't help her nerves.
As before, Yang walked back towards the front of the classroom, giving no hints that she had ever met the embarrassed girl before.
"You're all red, Neon." Gwen teased as they sat down in the vacant seat. "I guess that having a pretty woman like that catch you was more than you could take."
"It's not that." The skater whisper back. "She is actually my-"
"Miss Katt." An authoritative voice rang out from the front of the room. Neon looked forward to see Yang's teasingly stern gaze focused on her. "If you are so intent on talking, maybe you can explain to the class the purpose of mechanical engineering."
The beleaguered faunus blushed even deeper as the class giggled in response to the lecturer's statement.
"No, ma'am." Neon sunk into her chair. This was going to be a long class.
It seemed like Yang was taking a personal delight in putting her on the spot today. Objectively speaking, the engineer was a great teacher, and was keeping the class in engaged by asking questions and allowing students to ask questions back. However, only an hour into the three hour lab, Neon got called on for what seemed like the twentieth time.
"Miss Katt, could you please come up and, based on the acceleration, calculate the momentum of a fixed wing aircraft with these variables?"
Groaning, Neon made her way forward and started . "Yes. ma'am."
"Again with that? Do I look that old?" Yang looked upset as the class giggled again. "Miss Xiao Long will do just fine." As the class started to quiet down again, the blonde walked up behind Neon as she was writing on the blackboard and whispered just loud enough for the faunus to hear. "Or you can call me your catnip"
Neon's tail twitched and the fur on her tail poofed out as the piece of chalk in her hand snapped against the blackboard. Luckily, since she was facing the board, no one could see the rest of her reaction. Completing the calculations, she turned to walk back to her seat when she noticed Yang was still watching her and gave her a wink and smirk. Keeping her head down, Neon navigated her way back to her chair and buried her hand in her arms. She was about to her limit with anxiety and embarrassment, the weight of her scroll in her pocket started to feel heavier. She needed help.
They had finally proceeded from the lecture to the practical part of the lab. They were supposed to be building ornithopters, simple fixed wing aircrafts.
"Working in pairs, you should have a packet on your desk that you need to read through and complete." Yang walked down the aisle as she was explaining. "In there you should find all the materials you need to complete the lab, plus a worksheet with all the formulas for reference. Not only do you need to construct an ornithopter that can stay aloft for fifteen seconds, but you need to show me the calculations for its glide ratio, lift capacity, and acceleration. If you pick the right formulas, this should be relatively easy."
As Gwen sorted the various parts, Neon decided to flip through the various formulas that were provided to them.
"Looks like we need to cut these pieces to get the proper wing surface area." Gwen muttered. "And create a proper structure to mount the electric motor."
"Mmhhmm…" Neon idly respond as she took a highlighter out of her bag to annotate what she thought would be the applicable formulas.
Engrossed in her work, she didn't notice the presence of someone standing behind her until she felt a warm breath on her ear that gave her goosebumps.
"You won't need that one." Yang spoke in a low voice.
"Eep!" The faunus bolted as she tried to sit in a stiff, upright posture, but was stopped when she made contact with the taller woman who was leaning over her shoulder.
"It's ok." The temporary instructor was still speaking into her ear and she could feel the light pressure of the woman leaning into her back. "Other students have made the same mistake too."
Fighting her flustered mind, she managed to squeak out a reply. "Uh, thanks."
"No problem!" The blonde walked away to assist another student who had just raised their hand to get her attention.
Catching her friend snickering at her, Neon checked to make sure Yang's back was still to her as she did something she always avoided doing in class; pulling out her phone and sending a text.
"Ugh… I don't get this part." Gwen rubbed her forehead.
Neon looked again at the formula they were supposed to be using for the glide ratio. "I don't either."
"Why don't we just ask Miss Xiao Long for help?"
"I…" Neon's hesitation cause the brunette to giggle again and poke her in the ribs.
"Nervous? I think she's taken a liking to you."
With an exasperated sigh, Neon looked around. She had considered telling Gwen that Yang was her girlfriend, but she was so frazzled now from the blonde's antics, plus the fact that Yang gave no detectable sign that she had previously met the short faunus before, that she didn't know how to explain it. Not seeing another way out, Neon sighed again in defeat and raised her hand to get the lecturer's attention.
Seeing the the girl's elevated limb, Yang slowly made her way over with a devilish glint in her eyes. As she approached the table that the duo was seated at, she stopped in front of Neon. Bending forward, the engineer rested her elbows on the table with a barely hidden smirk on her lips.
"You had a question, Miss Katt?"
"Uh…" A blush crept up on her face, causing her to stutter.
As Yang settled into her position Neon noticed that the top button of the taller woman's blouse was undone, and the angle she was standing at gave a very clear view down her shirt. Neon's mind froze up as she realized that she was now ogling her girlfriend in public, in front of her friend, who had no idea about the situation.
"Was there something I can help you with?" Yang asked in a less than decent manner.
"I…" There was nothing the small student could do but continue to sputter incomprehensible nonsense.
"Is there a problem?" Yang leaned just a bit farther forward.
Just as Neon was about to be reduced to a puddle of embarrassment, a loud crack resonated through the classroom.
"Ow!" Yang stood up and rubbed her head as she turned around to face her assailant. "Which one of you little bra-... Oh! Hi Blake."
Yang's demeanor shifted from angry to apologetic as she saw the raven-haired faunus staring back at her with arms akimbo and a rolled up magazine in hand. The older faunus definitely looked upset about something.
"Sup?"
The question was innocent enough, and the engineer hoped it, and the charming but nervous smile, would get her off the hook.
"I got a text." Blake brandished the magazine, pointing it at the target of her annoyance in front of the whole class who had stopped their work to listen. "Apparently you've been picking on one of your students?"
"Uh… No?"
Another thump echoed through the classroom as the improvised weapon bounced off the blonde's head again.
"Sowwie…" Yang moaned, rubbing her head again.
Looking around and realizing that all of the students were now currently staring at them, some of the them with mouths gaping wide open, Yang decided a tactical retreat was in order.
Before she could make her move, Blake stepped up next to her and took one of her arms hostage. She then put her other hand lightly, but firmly, over Yang's mouth and began to speak while dragging Yang towards the doorway.
"It appears Miss Xiao Long has come down with a sudden case of the flu. She is very sorry she has to leave so suddenly. Class is dismissed and your projects will be due during lab next week."
Once she had gotten Yang out of the room the door swung closed. A few moments passed and some confused students exchanged glances wondering what had just happened. After realizing that their instructor wouldn't be back, they gathered their things and started to file out of the classroom.
As Neon was gathering her things, she noticed Gwen looking at her in confusion.
"What was that about?"
Neon gave a soft sigh and then a smile. "Those are my girlfriends."
There we go! First one down, many more to go!
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