A/NN: Hello everyone! Your host and writer is here to present this new project. Rodsworth is not here to accompany me, I only call him for multi-chapters. But! What we have here is a collection of one-shots centered around Yang, and even the members of team RWBY, dealing with the aftermath of meeting her birth mother. Thanks to a certain fanfic on Tumblr and Yang's tragic backstory in volume two, episode six of RWBY, I could not help but write a sad fic on how Yang would react to meeting or dealing with the aftermath of meeting the woman who deserted her after she was born. Now, I had several ways to go about this and after much thought and using up many tissues, I decided to go with this scenario first.
Anyways, methinks it's about time we get started. RWBY does not belong to me. Enjoy.
Yang sat alone at the kitchen table, surrounded by darkness, silence, and her own doubts and uncertainties. Her only companion in this late evening-early morning was the now lukewarm and diluted glass of orange juice that she kept staring at for the past hour.
Feeling a soft rumble in her stomach, Yang placed a hand to her globe-sized swell and sighed. Seconds later, she heard footsteps descend down the stairs and enter the kitchen shortly after.
"Yang? Honey, it's late. What are you doing up?" Blake asked as she rubbed her tired, amber eyes. She flicked the lights on, despite her ability to see in darkness. Yang didn't bother looking at her, only continuing to gently stroke her belly.
Blake sat down opposite her and reached over to lightly grasp her other hand. "Yang, what's wrong? Come on, you can tell me."
Finally, Yang brought her gaze up to meet Blake's concerned one and gave her a sad, forced smile. "Sorry, I was just… thinking,"
"About what?" the Faunus gently prodded, her thumb softly tracing circles on her wife's hand.
"About… My shitty biological mother."
"Oh…" Blake momentarily halted her movements as her expression fell. "Well-"
"Do you think I'm gonna follow down the same path as she did, Blake? Huh, is that my destiny?" Yang's eyes began to moisten as her voice slightly broke. "Do you think I'm gonna abandon our kid as soon as it's born? You know, kids usually follow in their parents' footsteps. I mean, just look Ruby! A-and Weiss! And every other fucking kid out there who had a complete, HAPPY family!-"
Blake ghosted out of her seat and enveloped her pregnant wife in the most comforting hug she could muster. She stroked her back soothingly and couldn't resist placing a quick kiss on her cheek. "Yang, listen to me, you are not going to abandon us. You are nothing like her. You're stronger and better than her in every way."
Yang began sobbing on her wife's shoulder and fisted the soft cloth of her robe on her back. "...it sucks. I-I spent twenty-two years looking for her. An-, and when w-we finally found her, she didn't even care or was interested in me..!" Yang took a breather before she started again. "She was like me when I was still seventeen. Just a party girl who only wanted to have fun,"
"I know," Blake pulled back to look at her lover. "But you're not that person anymore. You grew up, you became a huntress, and you are so successful..!"
Yang quickly wiped her drenched eyes with the back of her hand. "You know, she almost got me, and Ruby, killed when we were kids. If she had never left, I would have never gone out into those woods with Ruby in that wagon to look for answers. Yeah, I take the blame too, but it was HER fucking fault for leaving me! For leaving us..." her face fell back down, tears streaming and falling as well.
Blake quickly drew her back into the hug and resumed stroking her back. Her weeping never ceasing despite the comforting gesture.
"Is, is it my fault Blake? Am I not good enough for her? I mean, she left me twice already..."
Blake pulled away slightly and wiped her beloved's tear-stained cheeks with her thumbs. "Hey," she cooed softly. "Hey no, Yang, you are too good for her. And she didn't leave you twice, you left her." Placing a tender kiss on her forehead, Blake pulled her back in. "Nothing is your fault. You went down your own path, not your mother's-"
"My shitty mother's," she quickly corrected.
Blake couldn't help the curt snort that escaped her lips. "Right, your shitty mother's path. You followed your own."
The Faunus pulled away and gave her wife a wide, comforting smile. She leaned forward and kissed her tenderly. "So, ready to go back to bed?"
Yang smiled and nodded. "Yeah," she gave her wife one more quick, tight hug. "Thank you, Blake. For everything. You've done more for me than anyone."
Blake pressed another kiss to a wet cheek in response. "You're welcome, Yang. I love you, and I promise I will never leave you or our baby, ever."
The couple headed back up the stairs and to their bedroom. Yang grew up without Summer for most of her life and her biological mother for her entire life. But with Blake at her side and life growing inside her belly, she vowed to be a great mother in Summer's stead and to never leave her family behind. She would stray from their short paths so she could grow old and watch her child become a successful adult, along with her wife.
A/NN: Ok, that was the first of several heartbreaking shorts in this collection. I hope you all enjoyed it, or liked it, or even hated it! But please let me know of your thoughts on this and the rest.
Now, I am still working on A Drink, A Pocket Dial, An Angry Huntress, and a Ban Sign. I haven't given up on it. I just wanted to get this out. This will be worked on less than my other works, however, but hey! We'll see how it goes. Oh! And FYI, if you want news about the progress of new chapters, check my bio. I update it at least twice a month, but only on even-numbered days. I'm sorry, but I have a tick about odd numbers.
All right, I will see you back here...whenever, I'm not sure. But I will be back! Ok, goodbye everyone! Till then.