Chapter 1 - Knife to Meet You
Sirens and flashing lights surrounded the perimeter. Helicopters searched the area, lights scanning over. A flash of yellow sprinted through the shadows, hurdling over trash cans and structures. Footsteps thundered behind the figure, engaging in pursuit. Shouts were exchanged between the police, weapons going off. A shard of hardened dust flew past the fleeing figure, grazing her neck. She ignored the stinging sensation and pushed down trash cans behind her, effectively stopping a few policemen. Just when she thought she caught a break, more forces joined in the pursuit.
I can't keep this up for long.
The blonde-haired figure turned a corner into an alleyway, continuing to push and pull objects behind her to buy time. She sprinted forwards before halting to an abrupt stop. It was a dead end. The footsteps got louder and louder. There was no time left. The blonde looked around, searching for an escape. She looked up to see a stairwell. Below it was a ladder that hung from the wall a few feet above the ground. She ran up to the ladder, jumping up to grab one of middle ladder steps, hurling herself up to bring her feet on the lowest step. The girl climbed the ladder and jumped down on the stairs, running up despite her growing fatigue. Her boots against the metal made loud clanging sounds, drawing the police's attention to the direction she was in. The blonde stopped running near the highest window of an apartment to assess the police's location.
Guess I have no choice.
She crouched near the window and pulled out a knife. There were four bolts holding the glass to the frame. It would be easier to just break the window, but that would cause more alarm and give away her location. She slipped the knife between the top left bolt, prying it loose before doing the same to the top right. The top half of the glass came loose enough for the blonde to pull it down enough for her to slide in. She entered through the window and pulled it back in place, tightening the top bolts on the side they were now on. She hopped down from the window sill quietly, scanning the room she ended up in. It was completely dark; no lights were on. Despite the darkness, the blonde's hair glowed faintly, granting some visibility in the room. All the doors were closed, and everything seemed to be in place.
No one must be here. Still...
The blonde slowly inched her way around, knife still out.
Something isn't right.
The blonde walked forwards into the kitchen. She looked around, inspecting. There were no dirty dishes in the sink, however there were still droplets of water in it.
It was used recently.
The blonde's suspicious and caution rose as she continued forward. She looked across the counter-tops. Her eyes laid on a knife stand holder. Each slot was occupied, save for one. Which meant one of the knives was missing. Which meant-!
The girl was about to turn around before she was stopped by a knife to her throat. An arm wrapped around her neck as the blade got closer to the underside of her chin. The blonde stopped moving, keeping her own knife in her hand low to her side.
Crap...
"I'm sure the police will be delighted to see you."
The voice was calm but was nonetheless threatening and intimidating. It sounded like a young woman, voice smooth and soft as silk. The blonde mentally shook herself from her thoughts, focusing on the predicament she had just gotten herself into.
"Are you sure you're not delighted to see me?"
The woman strengthened the grip around the blonde's neck.
"You broke into my home in the middle of the night with the police chasing after you. I'd be more delighted to see you leave, scathed."
The blonde laughed causing the other woman to lower her guard slightly. She quickly grabbed the woman's arm that was wrapped around her neck, pulling it away from her neck and using her other arm to reach behind and grab the woman's hand that held the knife. The blonde pulled the woman's arm forward, using her shoulder as means to break the woman's arm if necessary, but it wouldn't come to that. She ducked under and spun around, pushing the woman against the refrigerator and keeping minimal distance between them. This caused both women to drop their knives.
"You're a feisty one, aren't... you...?"
The blonde slowly ran her eyes up and down the woman's body in awe. She had imagined a buff, muscular built lady with scars all over, but was met with a beautiful, slender figure. The girl had long black hair and furious amber eyes that pierced into the blonde's own lilac eyes. A pair of flattened cat Faunus ears laid at the top of her head. The woman was dressed in a silk robe, stopping at her mid thighs and revealing smooth le-
"Let. Go."
The blonde snapped out of her trance of admiration and focused on keeping the girl pinned, preventing her from thrashing around and escaping.
"You're like a ninja assassin, aren't you kitty cat? Sneaking up on me with a knife isn't polite." The blonde smirked, provoking the mysterious young woman.
"Breaking into people's homes isn't polite either!" She hissed.
"Fair enough. Sorry to say this kitty, but you'll be letting me stay here for a few days."
The cat Faunus struggled, trying to escape the blonde's hold on her but was overwhelmed by her strength.
"You must be insane if you think I'm going to let you hide from the police here."
The blonde laughed before leaning her face closer to the other woman's, noses almost touching.
"We both know you're in no position to argue with me sweetheart." The blonde whispered in an almost sultry voice. "Besides... don't act like you aren't a criminal yourself, Miss Cat Burglar."
The so-called "Cat Burglar" glared at the blonde.
"What do you know?"
"I know that I've seen you near my target places multiple times. I'd recognize those eyes anywhere."
"What are you getting at?"
"You can let me hide here with you, oooooooor... I can tie you up right here..."
The blonde moved her head right next to the cat Faunus', lips grazing her ear as she whispered.
"...and turn you in to the police that are so desperately looking for a criminal."
The black-haired girl flinched at the proximity. Realizing there was no way out of her predicament, she sighed and closed her eyes, resting her head against the refrigerator door.
"Fine."
The blonde giggled and released her, but not moving back to give her space. The girl opened her eyes again, staring into the blonde's eyes.
"I'm glad we came to an agreement! No turning each other in aaaaand..." she looked to the knives on the floor.
"...no killing each other either."
The black-haired girl shoved the blonde away from her before walking towards a chair in the living room and sitting down.
"I don't promise not to kill you in your sleep. It's fair game. My apartment, my rules."
The blonde smirked. "Alrighty then. Since we're roomies now, I suppose an exchange of names is in order. Name's Yang! Yang Xiao Long!"
The girl scoffed. "You're seriously giving me your real name? What kind of criminal are you?"
Yang shrugged. "An honest one...?"
The cat Faunus pinched her temples. "Of all days..."
Yang approached the woman and crouched beside her chair, looking up into her eyes.
"What's your name, Miss Cat Burglar? Preferably your real name. It holds more significance."
The girl stared back into her glinting lilac eyes. There was no winning with this blonde.
"Blake."
Yang smiled. "Blake is a lovely name. It suits a beautiful girl like you."
"Are you seriously flirting with me after breaking into my home, pinning me to my refrigerator, and practically blackmailing me into hiding you from the police?"
Yang laughed nervously. "Yeeeees...?"
Blake gave Yang a blank stare before abruptly standing up and walking towards one of the doors, presumably the one that lead to her own room.
"You're sleeping in the closet. First door on your left. You better sleep with one eye open. Or don't sleep at all and go even more insane than you already are. I don't really care."
Yang laughed loudly, bringing tears to her eyes and definitely waking up the neighbors.
"You're something else! I like you Blake!"
"Wow, lucky me." Blake deadpanned.
Yang got up and headed towards the closet. She winked at Blake before entering.
"Sleep well Blake. Here's to a new criminal friendship and maybe something more, hm~?"
Blake opened her own door and slammed it behind her, sinking down to the ground.
I should've just allowed myself to be caught and gone to prison.