"Argh, I can't stand her sometimes!"

Sakura looked up at the bellow to see Kamui stomping towards her, face clouded in annoyance. She shrunk back slightly at the intimidating aura her sister was projecting, crimson eyes narrowed almost menacingly, but mustered up enough courage to ask, "W-Who?"

Kamui halted. Her eyes widened when she realised that she'd essentially gotten tunnel vision and nearly trampled her sister. She took a step back, the grass tickling her bare feet as she shuffled where she stood.

"Oh, Sakura!" She sounded both surprised and embarrassed, which made Sakura giggle. "I, er, didn't see you there. Sorry." She apologized, her face flushing under the girl's amused gaze. She would have rambled on if Sakura hadn't raised her hand and given her a kind smile.

"It's fine. But er, if y-you don't mind me asking…who made you this angry?" The hoshidan princess closed the book she'd been reading and set it aside, giving her older sister her full attention.

Kamui sighed heavily and plopped onto the empty patch of grass beside her. Sakura moved a little to the left to give her more space, mindful of the low hanging branches of the tree behind them. Having splinters in one's hair never made for a happy demeanour. The last thing Kamui would want, was to have to spend an extra hour in the bath trying to get rid of them.

"Hana." Kamui sighed, trying her best not to sulk.

"We were supposed to head into town today but she keeps training. It's been two hours since she said she was 'finishing up'." Kamui groaned at the mention of it, still fuming at how insensitive her lover could be. "Finishing up, my ass! Getting her to stop training is like trying to drag a Pegasus away from a basket of carrots. It's damn near impossible."

Sakura smiled wryly at the rant. She knew how her best friend could be and how she always avoided taking breaks, claiming that constant training was essential for samurai'. Though both her retainers were perfectionists, Sakura was worse than Subaki in the sense that she refused to listen to reason. Even if those reasons were perfectly logical and prevented the girl from running herself into the ground.

"Hana has always been very serious about these types of things." Sakura said, trying to sooth the agitated girl. She patted her sister's shoulder in a show of camaraderie. "Sorry Kamui, but this won't be the last time she does this."

Kamui pouted, pulling her legs to her chest and resting her chin on her knees.

"I know, and that's what I like about her. But sometimes…" She shook her head. "I just wanted to take her out on a date. A walk through town, since they have a festival going on. It wouldn't kill her to stop cutting down bundles of hay for an hour or two."

Sakura rubbed her sister's back consolingly. Kamui had certainly picked a stubborn girl to fall in love with.


Sakura looked up when she heard footsteps heading her way, her hand reaching up to brush a stray piece of hair out of her eyes.

"Stupid Kamui. Just stay in and read until your eyes fall out of your head!"

Sakura winced at the cutting comment, and the bitterness of the tone. Hana had a horrible temper, and it certainly showed when she was angry. She could curse someone's armor off with her words if given the chance.

She shut her book and waved to get her best friend's attention, smiling when she was successful. The samurai brightened up at the sight of her liege and sauntered over to sit down beside her. As Sakura sat down with a tired huff, the princess of Hoshido reflected with a sense of irony that Kamui had been sitting in that very same spot just last week. Oh how the tables had been turned.

"What did Kamui do now?" Sakura asked. The last time Hana had gotten so worked up about something, it'd been because Kamui 'insulted' her father. That had been an utter misunderstanding of course, and Sakura never failed to tease her best friend about it whenever the topic of their relationship came up.

"She won't come out of her tent!" Hana seethed, "She told me that her book was too good to put down, so we have to train together another time. The nerve of her!"

She crossed her arms, falling against the tree trunk with such force that its branches rustled noisily – causing a sizable amount of dried leaves to fall into their laps. Hana batted them away while Sakura traced the jagged ends of one leaf delicately, thinking of what to say. She felt a wave of nostalgia, Kamui's words bouncing around in her head.

"I guess you were pretty excited about training with Kamui today?"

"Yeah…" Hana deflated abruptly, touching the hilt of her sword. "I wanted to show her this new move I was working on. It's near perfect, so I wanted to let her see it. I guess she prefers the company of those yellowing old novels than spending time with me." She scoffed, though there was no mistaking the sadness in her words.

Sakura shook her head in disagreement before patting her friend's arm consolingly. "We both know that's not true, Hana."

She laughed when her retainer scrunched her nose in lieu of a reply. "Yesterday's fight took its toll on everyone, so it's no surprise that Kamui wants to take it easy today. Even big brother Ryoma slept in. And you know how he is."

Hana conceded to that point, though she still looked slightly put out. "Still, she could have at least offered to train with me, even if it was for a little while. I wouldn't be this angry if we'd sparred for a little bit."

Sakura nudged gave her a soft nudge, giving her a smile laden with amusement. "You and I know that's not true. Both of you would end up training until someone remembers to call you for dinner."

Hana laughed at Sakura's light-hearted teasing, knowing it to be true. There was no such thing as either or for her. She very much preferred to do things all the way, one hundred percent. Of course, she applied this to all aspects of her life, not only in fighting and training. It gave her a sense of satisfaction and calm to know that she would be ready for whatever the Nohrians' flung her way.

As she continued chatting with Sakura, Hana reflected that she might have been a little too self-centred. It wasn't right to have thrown a fit when she knew, deep down, that Kamui had trained with her, and given up her personal time for her more than anyone else in the army. Forget the training, the princess must've been bone tired after nearly getting pummelled by the faceless yesterday.

Hana sighed. It looked like an apology was in order.


"Oh?"

Sakura stopped a little ways from her destination, a book cradled protectively in her arms. Her mouth stretched into a barely constrained grin as she took in the adorable sight before her, fighting down a giggle that threatened to break free.

Kamui dozed softly, her head lolled back and eyelids shut. She was sprawled against the tree trunk in typical kamui fashion, not caring how she looked to any passerby's, but what caught Sakura's attention was not hint of drool at the corner of her mouth, but the girl who was snuggled against her – Hana's head resting delicately on her right shoulder.

The samurai was for once, stripped of her armour, only wearing a simple pink kimono and a yellow sash that went around her waist. The couple was fast asleep, probably having lulled into dreamland by the soft rustle of grass and the cool breeze that was common in Hoshido this time of year. The two were similar, in that in sleep, they emitted a sort of adorableness that made Sakura want to squeal and sweep them up into a tight hug.

For all their squabbles, Sakura thought that Kamui and Hana made a really good couple.

Covering her mouth, the girl slowly crept backwards to keep from waking them. She didn't want to destroy this peaceful picture, and after the past weeks of butting heads, it was a relief to find that the couple wasn't at each other's throats for one matter or another.

As far as she knew, Kamui slept like a log, but it was universal knowledge that Hana was a notoriously light sleeper. Once she was far enough, Sakura let her gaze sweep over them one last time, taking note of how Kamui's arms were curled protectively around her best friend.

She turned on her heel and left to find another place to read. Her usual spot would probably be occupied for a while.


AN: Taking a break from my usual RWBY fics, the urge to write this was too damn strong. There is zero Kamui/Hana fics, which I find quite sad. This pairing is super cute! I think that the support conversations between them are pretty meh, but their dynamic is pretty awesome, in a cat vs dog sort of way.

Anyway, thanks for reading, hope y'all enjoyed it!

Edit: I rewrote some parts because the old one irked me for some reason. Lemme know how it is!