White Rose

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She couldn't be happier.

Weiss never thought there would be a point in her life where she could think that. As a child she was raised to believe that she was a cut above the rest; that bearing the name Schnee meant that she was better than her pears. She was the constant target of the White Fang's terrorist attacks; always under constant threat even as a little girl, too innocent and naïve to know why they wanted to hurt her. But more than that, for nearly seventeen years she lived under her father's iron fist. In his upbringing as heir to the company he has become arrogant, conceited, stubborn, prideful, demanding, the complete opposite of her grandfather. He had turned the company her grandfather created into an empire built off the backs of criminal activities and mistreated Faunus. He was a very bad parent. Yes, there wasn't anything in her life that she could say made her truly happy.

Until she met her.

Even as she lay naked under the covers in her bed, remembering all her mistakes, her grievances, everything that made the early years of her life a complete hell, the sound of her snoring chased away every nightmare that dared to enter her head. Ruby Rose was a dolt that had somehow managed to make her feel happy for the first time in her life. But she was more than that. She was her dolt. As cliché as the words were none rang more true. That innocence she had, that drive to make her smile no matter how many times she was lectured. That red cloaked dunce was exactly the person she needed in her life.

"Thinking about me?" Speaking of which.

Weiss couldn't help the smile she wore as she flicked her wife's head. She giggled at the younger girl's pout. "Yes you dolt, I was thinking about you." Ruby wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close.

"Anything good?" she asked with a bit of mischief shinning in her beautiful silver eye.

"Oh no, just thinking of how much of an immature dolt you are," Weiss laughed as she ran a gentle hand over the patch on Ruby's eye. Ruby returned the gesture by placing small kisses on her scars.

"Cover it up as much as you want Weiss, I'm still your dolt." Weiss scoffed. She grabbed Ruby by the shoulders and rolled on top of her.

"Ruby Schnee Rose, are you implying that I would dare think otherwise?" Ruby's smirk sent shivers down her spine.

"If not, then come here and prove it." She would do just that. She leaned down, ghosting their lips together, teasing them. Nothing in this world can keep her from the woman she loved. Not the White Fang, not the Grimm, and especially not her father. She'll show the world that nothing can keep Weiss from her Ruby. Except for the sound of her scroll going off on the nightstand. The two women groaned as Weiss answered the call.

"What is it now Blake?"

-Weiss, the board of directors are demanding your presence-

"More complaints about the company's new policies?"

-What else?- The Faunus responded with obvious irritation and . . . frustration?

"Blake are you alright? You sound-"

-I'm fine Weiss. I'm just really not in the mood for their bull right now-

". . . You cut Yang off from sex again didn't you?"

-She tried using catnip on me. Again. Anyway I got to go Weiss, got to keep the board busy. Get here safe-

"Isn't that your job to, what the? She hung up on me!" She groaned again. Here she was enjoying a nice morning with her wife only to have it interrupted again. Blake was right; she was in no mood for this bull. The tension immediately left her body as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her.

"Hey," Ruby's soft voice whispered into her ear. "Don't worry; I'll have a special treat for you when I get back." Weiss rounded on her wife.

"What do you mean when you get back?" Before she could even blink her wife was dressed and out the door.

"Ruby you dolt, get back here this instant!"

"Don't worry honey, I called Yang she said she'll look after-Gah!"

Weiss quickly put on her robe and left their room to investigate the raucous. What she saw was a five year old red headed girl in a white dress choking her wife with how hard she's hugging her neck.

"Don't go mommy don't go!"

"Gah egh sch can't geh breathe!"

"Amber Schnee Rose stop suffocating your mother!"

"Guess whose back!"

"CONFOUND IT YANG!"

Yes, even as she struggled removing her daughter from her wife's neck, having her ear drums pounded by her sister-in-law, and no doubt late for the meeting with Blake and the board of directors, Weiss couldn't be happier.

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