woo starting a new FanFiction. All chapters will be written in first person. Hope you enjoy it :3
Blake and Yang have a serious discussion
I can't believe her. Not only did she sell all my books but then she had the audacity to give me 20 percent. She was currently sat on Weiss' bed while I sat on my own giving her the deadliest glare I could manage. "Yang," I said calmly "what gave you the idea to sell all my books?"
Yang herself was chuckling nervously and glanced around everywhere except for my face. "I needed money," she said meekly.
"And why did you need money?" I asked. She looked like a child that had been caught trying to steal from the cookie jar, the face she was pulling was too cute to be mad at, but I won't let her know that.
"Because I spent all of my money on a ticket to the achieve concert." Oh my dust her puppy dog eyes are even rivalling Ruby's.
"So why did you sell all MY books?" I couldn't resist shouting, if I wasn't angry I would take a picture and torment her forever. Getting revenge isn't my top priority.
"Y-you said we sh-share everything?" She is stuttering? Wait maybe I am over doing it. No Blake you must be firm. This should never happen again.
"That only counts if we are married, and even if we were married you NEVER touch my books." What face is that she looks confused, or contemplating? I knew this would work. I mustn't stop now. "Yang you are going to mar-"
"BLAKE DOG!" Yang interrupted. Out of instinct I jumped as high as possible, forgetting that I was sitting on the bottom bunk. After recovering from a certain concussion I looked up and saw Yang gone and the door wide open.
"XIAO LONG!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Now being extremely annoyed I sprinted out of the door to see which direction she went. Wait. This is what she wants me to do, follow where she goes so she can ambush me and tie me up like she did before. Well it was foreplay and it was very kinky.
No must not think about that now, I have a blond to track.
Then I look around. Everything is normal, Yang hadn't been here it would have been obvious if she came running out here. I gasp in realisation as the door slams shut behind me. "YANG I WILL KILL YOU!"
"Not from out there your not," she laughed. I start pounding the door hoping my strength can knock it down. "Blake don't break the door, we still haven't paid for the last one."
I will not accept defeat, she will not best me. I turn around and knock on JNPR's door politely. To my surprise Jaune opens his door, he is normally training at this time but I paid no mind to it. "Can I help you?" He asked. I walked past him and went to the far end of his dorm next to the window.
He looked at me with a confused face, as I got into a crouched position. I attempted to clear my mind. I am in control. I am in control. I started running with my arm in front of me prepared to take the shock of our door. Just as I clear JNPR's door and Jaune, the RWBY door opens and Yang's entire body came out.
My eyes widen in shock and I try to stop but it is too late my elbow ploughs into her stomach and we go toppling into a pile of limbs. "Blake what the hell is wrong with you?" Yang groaned. I look back to Jaune but am met with a door with a do not disturb sign hanging off it. I stood up and look at Yang she was still on her back like a turtle staring at the ceiling.
I am back in control. "Yang you are going to march down to whomever you sold my books to and get them back." She looked at me still confused by the whole ordeal or maybe it was the elbow to the gut she just had. "Don't even think about refusing because if you do I will start cutting your hair." I really will that stuff is getting out of control, I think there is something living in there but I will voice my concerns another time.
Yang raised her hand, she never raises her hand it's always her just saying what is on her mind. "I don't have the money any more," she whispered.
My eye twitched, did she just say that? "How the hell could you spend thousands of lien in one afternoon?"
"Hey, I only got three hundred lien for those old books," Now she was angry. "That old guy ripped me off!"
"YANG!" I attempted to get her attention this 'old guy' has dishonoured both of us now. "Some of those books were special edition they were worth hundreds of lien alone. How could he have come to the price of three hundred?"
Yang sat up straight, she only did this if she had an idea and typically Yang's ideas were not her strong suit. She stood up, oh no is she going through with it? "Blake," she said "I will get your books back."
Before I could talk sense into her she was out the door. Instead of following I looked out of the window. There, she was running to her bike in the garage. Let's hope she doesn't do anything too violent. I too want to get my revenge but I don't want the police coming to the dorm asking about a psychotic woman, we have enough here as it is.
I lay down on my bed knowing shouting would be useless she is probably half way to Vale by now and pulled a book from my personal collection. At least she didn't know where I kept these ones.
Well it's 12:30 and I can barely see the computer screen in my face so I hope this is at least legible not that it is when I am not about to slip into a coma. If enough people like this I will have another chapter by next Monday (If I don't procrastinate) but there will be another within the week.