Yang Xiao Long was big on the "punch first, ask questions later" technique, which could be seen in her combat prowess in addition to the occasional hostile, social event. She'd often train on a heavy bag, which she kept in the RWBY household, a dorm space situated on the second floor in a school called Beacon, an academy for intellectuals and brawlers alike set in the kingdom of Vale. She had a little sister, Ruby Rose, who also attended the school and led her team. The two had been pretty much inseparable since primary schooling, especially after the tragedies they refer collectively to as "their moms"
Ruby's mother died as the result of a mission gone haywire when the girl was very young, while Yang's mom had left prior still, and to this day likely has no knowledge of Ruby. It was especially hard on Yang when Ruby's mother passed, as the two women who had been there to help her become the young woman she hoped to be were gone. Ruby herself took to her Uncle Qrow, while Yang learned the ways of martial arts from her father, hoping to fill the void that now existed in the young girl.
In the RWBY dorm room, Ms. Xiao Long was swiftly attacking the heavy bag from all angles, with blistering speed and a keen sense of purpose. Her face didn't change much when Weiss got home from a date, but she let up when the girl began speaking.
"Yang, you really should be more gentle on the thing. You broke the last two, you know." Yang smiled, taking that as a compliment. "Hey, gotta train, right?" The blonde began incorporating kicks in as she tried to test the limits of the new bag.
Weiss rolled her eyes at this as she put her bag down and headed into the bathroom to wash off her makeup. "Why are you even so angry? What could possibly be the reason behind that?" Yang paused from the barrage, grinned at Weiss, and jabbed her left breast in playful explanation. "Developed early, got bullied." She smirked as she went back to the bag. Weiss closed the bathroom door as she looked down at what she felt was a lack of a view, before doing a quick frown and starting the loathsome task of washing off nearly 150 lien worth of artificial beauty. Not that Weiss really needed it, of course.
When the pale girl left the bathroom Yang had finished her set, breathing deeply and undoing her wrist wraps, then those on her ankle. As she bent down, she began to grill Weiss on the days events. "So, how was it?" Weiss blushed slightly to the side at the question, as she regained her composure enough for a response. "Well, he was quite the gentleman. Dressed to the nines and superbly charming." Yang looked up to give off a smile and give a quirky answer. "He had blue hair right?" Weiss nodded as her eyes opened wide in realization of where Yang was going with this. "Did the carpets match the curtains?" Weiss stuttered her answer as Yang displayed her best shit-eating grin.
"Nah, don't tell me, its funnier that way." Yang giggled as she leapt into the bathroom herself for a quick shower.
By the time she had finished, Blake and Weiss were watching television as Ruby was talking to some people by the open door. Yang went to investigate, throwing a towel on for decency. She headed over to the door to interrupt.
"Hey Rubes, who are your friends?" She peered out to see a familiar crew, Team JNPR of next door. The two teams were acquainted with each other, though it was mostly Ruby who spoke with them.
"Its JNPR!" Ruby exclaimed excitedly as she motioned her sister to the door. Yang put up a smile as she adjusted the towel, saying hi to the team members. She knew Jaune and Pyrrha well enough, but only saw Nora and Ren on a couple occasions, notably the orientation and the school dance.
"Ooh, your sister is so pretty!" Nora belted as Yang smirked with pride. "And a total badass, but you're cute as hell yourself." Yang mimicked a bit of shadowboxing to elaborate her point, something she quickly regretted.
The towel fell alongside Yang's enthusiasm. As it happened, Pyrrha threw a hand up in Jaune's face, while Ren put one on Nora's. But he saw everything, as a deep blush befell his face. Yang grabbed the towel and sprinted toward the bathroom, red as ever, and yelled to Ruby to let her know when its safe.
"I can't believe that just happened." Yang was visibly downtrodden as she opened her mouth for another slice of steak. Weiss and Ruby were going over recipes while Blake looked over to her partner.
"Bad things happen, Yang, we can't always control it." Blake put her hand on that of the blonde in an effort to console her.
Blake's a total sweetheart, Yang thought as she smiled back to pet Blake. Although the faunus normally hated being pet, Yang was an exception. Yang devoured the remainder of her meal as she got up to wash her plate.
"I mean," she began. "That guy with the pink streak has got to be gay, right? Guys don't do that. And the blondie didn't see anything, since his girl wouldn't let him, so I'm fine, right?" Blake chuckled a bit, reassuring her that she's really overthinking things for once. Yang smiled as the faunus sat down on the couch and motioned for her to join.
Blake has always been fond of Yang, ever since the school dance really. That white dress would have been enough to knock anyone dead, if Blake hadn't been distracted by Sun, an old acquaintance from childhood. It helped that Yang was rather well-endowed, but Blake saw a lot more than that. It was in her confidence and jollity that truly made Yang shine, and the way she carried herself and made shameless, terrible puns for the sake of team morale spoke volumes about who she was as a person. Blake had always seen her as a role model, and a lot of what she herself could be. But, alas, she soon found herself with feelings.
Blake knew Yang was into guys, and just wouldn't be one to see herself with another girl. Yang's sister Ruby was a bit more open minded, but it wasn't the same at all. She was fine knowing that she would likely never get with Yang, but just being near her gave her such a rush of happiness, so she did all she could for the blonde.
Yang laid down and used Blake's lap as a pillow, stretching her feet over the couch as Blake ran her fingers through blonde locks. Ruby and Weiss shared an armchair, with Ruby sprawled out and Weiss sitting daintily on one of the arms. Remnant's Wars was playing on TV, a historical documentary regarding major events in the planet's history. Weiss had seen it thrice before, Ruby had to watch it for class since it would be on a couple nights in a row, and Blake enjoyed learning about espionage tactics she could incorporate into combat. Anything to become a better huntress, really. Yang just enjoyed the camaraderie of being able to lounge around with her teammates, Blake's hand in her hair, as she slowly drifted off for a much needed nap.
She awoke the next day in her bunk, looking around a bit, forgetting how she got there last night. The others were all at the door yelling to her to wake up, since her class would be starting soon. Yang hurriedly shot up and into the bathroom to wash up, changing into her typical attire, and out the door.
"Every time." Yang slammed the door behind her, her teammates likely already nearly to class.