Hey everyone! First, I want to thank you all for checking the story out. This is the first fanfic I've ever tried writing. It's actually kind of scary putting my work out there, for everyone to see and judge. I ask you all go easy on me, it's my first work and I tried my best. Also, I have some thanks to give. A long time ago, I read a story called Tale of Two Roses by Dstone on here. It was a touchingly beautiful story, it helped me through a lot of hard times, and it ultimately inspired me to write my own story, which is this. I couldn't and wouldn't have done it without you Dstone. And please, if you want a truly great RWBY story, go check him out.
"Ugh! I think I over did it at the gym." Yang said as she came into the dorm and crashed down on my bunk while I read a book. Ruby and Weiss looked over from studying on Weiss's bed to watch her, and then completely ignored it as if this normal. Then again, for Yang, this IS normal. "Get your sweaty smelly body off my bunk." I said, pushing her with my foot. "Can't move, need sleep." She groaned. "I said off." I repeated, nudging her again. This time she growled and grabbed my foot, snuggling it.
"I think we should take a break and get some dinner." Weiss said, getting up as Ruby's stomach growled. I pulled my foot away from Yang's grasp, only to find she had me like a bear trap. "You two go on ahead. I'm not that hungry." I lied, knowing I wasn't getting out of Yang's trap anytime soon. "Are you sure? We can bring you something back." Ruby offered. At least one person cared how I felt. "No, I'm just going to enjoy my book." I sighed, acting like I was reading whatever was on the page.
Weiss shrugged and strutted off, and Ruby followed her. Once I couldn't hear their footsteps anymore, it was time to work on extricating myself from my current predicament. I tried pulling away again, to the same result. I tried prying her fingers off, but to no avail. I thought for a second, then remembered Yang can sleep through just about anything, including that damn whistle Ruby has. So I put my right foot on the top of her head, and pushed her away while pulling my left foot closer. Yang muttered something, but seemed to be weakening.
Suddenly she let go, and momentum met the probability police, because my leg shot up like a rocket and I kneed myself in the eye. I cursed and writhed in pain as I held my eye until the pain was a dull roar. I slowly opened my eye and was thankful I could see, meaning there was no permanent damage. Yang Xiao Long, I will make you regret this! All I had to do was think of some way to get her back. Suddenly I had a perfectly mischievous idea that would do just wonderfully. I dug through the drawer in the desk and found a permanent marker for the evil deeds I was about to commit.
I gave her a good shake to make sure she was asleep, and then set about creating a masterpiece of art on her face. Somehow, it didn't seem to be quite enough, so I picked her up by her underarms, dragged her off my bed, and leaned her against the desk. To top it off, I grabbed her hand, stuck up her finger, and wedged it up her right nostril. Immature? Perhaps. Deserved? Most definitely. I got back up on my bed, settled in, and started back in on my book.
"Hi Blake!" Ruby shouted when she came in thirty minutes later, holding two Styrofoam containers, with Weiss right behind her. "Hello Ruby. You didn't have to bring me anything." I said, somewhat touched she still thought of me. "They had salmon, and I thought you would enjoy some." Weiss said, sitting on her bed. Wait, Weiss, thought of me? I guess she had earned another day on my 'good' list. Maybe two. "Umm…Blake, what did you do to my sister?" Ruby asked, finally noticing Yang's current predicament. "I have no idea what you are referring to." I lied. "You drew a giant…phallus, on her forehead. And then you wrote 'insert cock here' on her cheek with an arrow pointing to her mouth." Weiss said, looking at my creativity. I had to give her points for reading it word for word also. Who knew a Schnee could say the word cock?
"I suppose we could always…cut Yang's hair?" Ruby said, which was the magic word because Yang bolted her feet, shouting "Like hell you are!". "Yang, just go clean yourself up." Weiss sighed, pointing towards the bathroom. "What do you mean? I look as hot as always." Yang asked. "Just look in a mirror sis." Ruby said, climbing onto her bunk and hiding in the corner. She didn't think Yang would hurt me, right? I mean I didn't do anything to terrible.
"Blake fucking Belladonna! I swear to Oum if I knew your middle name I would use it!" she screamed from through the door. "I told you to get off my bed." I replied simply. "So you drew a dick on me!?" she seethed. "Did you learn your lesson?" I asked. "Blake, it's not coming off." She growled, getting more irate. "Try fingernail polish remover." Weiss said, trying to prevent Yang from bursting into flames, if she wasn't already burning down our bathroom. Finally after a few minutes, she came out with all my work washed off. Her eyes were still lavender, so I was safe. At least, safe for now.
"What am I going to do with you?" she sighed. I just shrugged.
"You're a cat-astrophy." She said, making a pun at my expense, which I guess I deserve.
"I mean, are you kitten me right meow?" she continued. Maybe I deserved that too.
"Well, what do you have to say for yourself cat?" she asked.
"I think you missed a spot." I said. She turned towards Weiss, who looked at her but couldn't find anything. "Turn around, you'll find it." I added. Yang turned around and looked at her own behind, to see even more marker. This particular one was very simple, and just said "Property of Blake Belladonna". "I am going to get you for this. Not today, probably not tomorrow, but some day, you are going to pay for this." She threatened. "I love you too sweetheart." I teased, because at this point I had dug my hole to China and was enjoying her suffering. She threw something at me, but I just leaned to the side and let it fly past me where it hit the wall and fell behind the bed.
When I got up the next morning, I almost moved before remembering Yang's threat the night before. I sniffed the air, and nothing smelled out of place. Nothing sounded out of place either. I opened my eyes, and everything looked normal. I sat up and looked over the edge of my bed. No bowl of water, or massive intricate trap was set up for me. I looked up at Weiss, who was in the tiny mini-kitchen brewing coffee. I waved at her, and she waved back.
"Don't worry, you're safe. She didn't do anything before she went to sleep, and she hasn't gotten up yet." She assured me. "That still leaves the time between when you fell asleep and when you got up." I pointed out. "This is Yang we're talking about. Ruby might be willing to wake up in the middle of the night to set a trap, but not Yang." She scoffed. She had a valid point. I got up and went into the bathroom, and brushed my teeth before taking a shower.
When I came out, Weiss went in and Ruby was stretching, which she really shouldn't do in that tiny scrap of fabric she calls a tank top. While I had no attraction to her, I had caught Weiss peeking more than once. Of course I was saving that bit of information for blackmail. I would love to see how flustered her and her daddy would get when it hit the news Weiss liked members of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee. Just being a lesbian would get Weiss disowned, but being into kids too? That would be a media shit storm. Sure Ruby wasn't really that much younger, but people can spin things like that into terrible sounding crimes. Or I could tell Yang, and let her beat Weiss to a pulp.
"What ya doin' Kitten!?" Yang shouted as she suddenly hung upside down from her bunk, staring at me. I jumped and smashed the top of my head into the bottom of her bed, and then curled into a ball, writhing in agony. I'm pretty sure I'm concussed. "Yang! That wasn't nice!" Ruby shouted, grabbing the brawled and yanking her off the bed. "I'm just asking a question." Yang defended. "You scared the crap out of her and made her whack her head." Ruby chided. "I forgets how to thunk." I muttered, sitting back up now that the pain had subsided to a dull throbbing sensation.
"Now look what you've done, she has brain damage!" Ruby shouted. "How many fingers am I holding up?" Yang asked, holding three in front of my face. "Is that your age?" I hissed. "See, she's fine." Yang shrugged. "So, is that your payback for my creative writing?" I asked, straightening my bow so it looked nice. "Oh, no it's not. I got you for that already." She smiled. "How did you get me? You haven't done anything yet." I asked, being very cautious. "Look behind you." She grinned, and walked over to make pour a cup of coffee. I lifted up my pajamas to find "Property of Yang Xiao Long" written in ink on the small of my back.
"How did you even accomplish that?" I asked, truly stumped. Unless she paid off Weiss to lie to me. Of course that wouldn't work, Weiss is rich. "I did it last night when everyone was asleep." She answered. "But Weiss watched you go to sleep." I said, getting angrier at Weiss. "Weiss only thinks she saw me go to sleep. I got on my bed, curled up under my blanket, and waited until she went to bed. Then I got up, went to my friend's room, borrowed his gun, and inked you while using my aura to keep you asleep." She explained. Oh you clever little bitch! "Why did you need a gun?" Ruby asked, waiting for Weiss to finish in the bathroom. "Because I don't own a tattoo gun?" she questioned.
"THIS IS A TATTOO!?" I screamed. "Yes it is, sweetheart." She cooed, using my insult from last night against me. Oh I am so going to kill her in her sleep. "Yang, you realize that a tattoo is permanent, right?" I asked, my voice calm, level, and almost as if I was wasn't plotting murder. Of course by now the rest of Team RWBY knew that meant I was so pissed off I was truly considering it. "I do now." Yang said the uneasiness in her voice clear. "And you realize that you tattooed your name on my body, right?" I continued, which got a scared yes. "And you realize that this is the biggest mistake you've ever made, right?" I finished. "I'm going to admit that yes, I did not think this one all the way through. But I used a clean needle! At least, I think it was clean." She defended. And with that, I lunged at her with everything I had ready to rip her head off and shit down her neck.
