Chapter One: Weiss
Weiss yawned, waking up like she normally did. Quietly, but gracefully, something trained into her through years of practice. Reaching her hand out to the side, the twenty eight year old Schnee felt a distinct lack of warmth in the side of the bed next to her. Even in her tired state, she knew something was off. It was Saturday, the one day she was up first. Her mind was not panicked; no, it certainly wasn't a cause for alarm. This happened more often than she would have liked to admit.
She sighed, yawning once again, and sat up. Glancing down at her left hand, she looked at the glinting ruby sparkling on the ring. She quite loved the look of it, watching it sparkle as well.
Glancing at her phone on her dresser, she saw several missed messages. One was from Winter, which she would probably listen to later, and five were from Yang, which she would listen to and cry herself to a nap.
In her drowsy state, she didn't want to disturb her bed, but managed to make it a mess. She walked to the shower, turning on the hot water. Some semblance of warmth would awaken her from her stupor. Climbing into the shower, her mind drifted, causing her to wonder if she had worn clothing. A quick glance downward rendered that idea useless.
Of course she had slept nude… a certain someone had practically begged her to… not that she minded. Appeasing her was one thing she quite enjoyed. The lengths she had gone to… one would almost think she was masochistic for endeavoring in some of them. But no, she wasn't the masochist in the relationship. Nor was she the sadist, but that was neither here nor there.
She felt the warm water run over her body, removing any sort of kinks in it. She sighed in relief, enjoying the feeling of the pelting waters softening her body. She loved the feeling of the water as it soothed her aching muscles.
Washing herself with soap, she rinsed off, toweling her long white hair. She spent five minutes toweling her hair alone, a small price to pay for hair that was so beloved by her other half. She considered tying it, but chose to leave it down for today.
Wrapping the towel around her body, she walked to her room to obtain her outfit for the day. She chose something pink for her undergarments, a choice ultimately not made by her. She also chose a pair of long stockings that were the color of her ice blue eyes.
Opting for something modest, yet professional, she chose to adorn herself with an outfit that was both. It consisted of a white t-shirt and blue pants that hugged her legs nicely. She didn't normally go for stares, but she had to admit (to herself) that she certainly wasn't opposed to getting a certain pair of eyes trained on them.
Putting a blouse over the shirt, she walked out of her room, heading to the kitchen table. Sitting at the table was a certain someone that she hadn't expected… completely.
"Aren't pets supposed to be outside?" She quipped, said individual sipping her coffee in peace. Her feline ears twitched; she knew she was there, as she always did. The nuisance, using her traits to her advantage... not that it wasn't taken advantage of at times…
"Are you going to make me?" Mischievous golden eyes met icy blue as a smirk crossed those soft lips, the voice accompanying them of equal silk.
"Perhaps I should." Weiss said, stepping forward towards the coal haired Faunus.
"Then, by all means, make me," The feline said, holding out her free hand as if in invitation.
"I will," Weiss took it, pulling her close and leaning in so there was naught an inch between their noses. "And, afterwards, you will sleep where you belong."
"At your feet?" The Faunus asked, making a quite audible sip of coffee, something she knew would grate at Weiss' nerves.
"In a nice, small cage," Weiss said, her eye twitching as she looked deep into the Faunus' eyes. "At the foot of my bed."
"You're just upset about the time you got stuck in it, aren't you?" Blake asked.
"I was not stuck," Weiss said haughtily. "I was merely trying to see what it was like."
"With handcuffs, leather straps, and a ball gag?" The Faunus raised an eyebrow.
"Those were a certain someone's idea," Weiss said, turning away from her gaze as her face flushed.
"Yes, I know," The Faunus said. "I was laughing just as hard as she was. Of course, the fact that she even convinced you to use 'such terrible methods of intercourse' was great as well."
"I cannot say no to a redhead in a thong," Weiss coughed once.
"Clearly," The Faunus said, her knowing smirk remaining. "And, as for Ruby, she is doing something I was instructed not to tell you."
"I see." Weiss said. "Would you tell me if I gave you some tuna?"
"Ruby promised me head scratches," Blake said, ears flicking. "She wins out."
"You really need to give up on that," Weiss laughed. "I thought you were trying to act like a normal individual."
"I am normal," Blake stuck her tongue out slightly. "I'm just one who enjoys a good head scratching from Ruby. I may not actually be a cat, but I do like some catlike things."
"I swear, if it wasn't for the fact that Ilia likes you, I'd have already sent you home," Weiss sighed.
"Oh, don't be jealous," Blake smirked as she sipped more coffee. "Just because I can still have fun with you two and court her properly doesn't mean you're a terrible person. Your bitchy attitude means you're a terrible person."
"Why you!" Weiss was about to tackle the Faunus when in walked Ruby. Weiss' jaw dropped wide open at the sight of the crimsonette. Ruby was wearing a maid costume… or at least the bottom half of it. The top half of her body was completely nude, causing Weiss to sputter in shock.
"Hello, Mistress Weiss," Ruby said in a squeak of a voice, clearly trying to get the right voice. "I have come to serve you today."
The crimsonette bowed, holding out her left hand to Weiss. Weiss took a glance of the white opal that was on the ring. She looked at Ruby's head, seeing that mop of crimson hair with black roots. For someone of twenty seven years, Ruby was sure childish, even with a stunt like this.
"Why in god's name are you naked?" Weiss asked, trying to ignore the blush she felt creeping up her face.
"I wanted to get you flustered," Ruby looked up, grinning wide in that dopey grin Weiss had come to love. "And, it's wooooorking."
"You dolt," Weiss was beet red, grabbing Ruby by the ear. "I'm pretty sure you forgot who lives here with us."
"But, Blake likes me naked," Ruby said, confused. "In fact, she even groomed me herself earlier."
"You what?!" Weiss exclaimed as Blake spit out her coffee.
"I showered with her," Blake said.
"Stick with Ilia!" Weiss exclaimed. "Now, as for you, Ruby, I'm pretty sure you haven't just put that on."
"You're mad, aren't you?" Ruby gulped. "The neighbors only saw me for a second when I scrubbed the outside of the house."
Weiss' eye twitched as she grabbed Ruby by the ear, dragging her off into their bedroom.
"Uh, Weiss," Ruby nervously laughed, beads of sweat on her forehead. "Is it too late to say sorry?"
Ruby was someone who was a fan of some mischief, but she certainly wasn't one for what Weiss had in store. She rarely saw the white haired woman angry, but she certainly had her points. But, here she found herself, restrained spread-eagled to the bed, Weiss having forced a tank top onto her.
"I don't know, Ruby," Weiss said in a cold tone, standing over her and tracing a finger up her side. "What do you think?"
Ruby gulped, her voice beginning to squeak as it got much quieter. Weiss was still fully clothed, which meant she had no plans of getting herself dirty. This meant she was going to get a bit more creative with whatever she had planned for Ruby, which set the crimsonette's mind in a sort of panic as she attempted to escape one more time... or, Weiss just wanted her to stay out of trouble. Ruby knew that Weiss liked to make sure Ruby stayed still sometimes, despite her taking Adderall.
"No," It said, her silver eyes trained on Weiss' finger as it stopped in between two of her middle ribs.
"Smart answer," Weiss began to run her fingers up and down Ruby's sides, the crimsonette straining against her bonds and biting her lips before erupting in laughter. Weiss straddled her, continuing her assault as Ruby tried to get free from her. After about a minute, tears were already in Ruby's eyes as she tried to free herself.
"So, have you learned your lesson?" Weiss asked, leaning close.
"Yes, yes!" Ruby practically screamed. "I won't do it again, I swear!"
"Good girl," Weiss said, kissing her cheek. "Now, I'm going to get breakfast. I'll be back in about twenty minutes. Sit tight and I'll be back for you."
"Can't I just have one cookie?" Ruby pouted.
Weiss fixed her with a look that made her shrink as far as her body was allowed.
"Sorry," Ruby said.
"Now, am I going to have to teach you another lesson?" Weiss asked, leaning up close to Ruby's face.
"No," Ruby squeaked. "Unless you want to."
"Well, I don't," Weiss said, kissing Ruby's lips. Ruby kissed her back, pouting afterwards.
"Are you sure you don't?" She asked. "I mean you've already got me all tied up like this."
"Behave, Ruby," Weiss rolled her eyes. "Now, I'm going to get breakfast and we're going to listen to whatever our sisters have to say."
"Why do we even care?" Ruby asked her wife. "I mean, they've said nothing but mean things to us ever since we started dating."
"Because we need to at least hear them out," Weiss said. "It could be something important about our families."
"The only family I have left is my mom and Qrow," Ruby said. "Well, obviously you and Ilia of course… and Blake if she counts."
"Over my dead body," Weiss clenched her fist.
"Let's give her a chance," Ruby chuckled with a grin. "She could be good for her to come out of that shell of hers."
"Considering she always wants to get in our pants, I doubt it," Weiss said. "But, I suppose it would be fair to hear her out if I hear out our siblings."
"Speaking of, did you hear back from Jaune," Ruby asked. "She said she was gonna call, but she hasn't."
"Isn't she stalking that famous trainer girl?" Weiss asked. "While she's studying at that educational facility? Beacon, wasn't it?"
"Oh yeah, that real hot lookin' chick with the red hair," Ruby said. "Seems harmless. I ship it."
"Okay, Blake is barred from staying here for a week," Weiss said. "I will not have any stupid terms from her awful fanfictions being spoken in this household."
"Aww, but I like some of those terms." Ruby pouted.
"I will wash your mouth out with soap." Weiss said, Ruby immediately clamping her mouth shut.
"I'm sorry," She whimpered.
"Good," Weiss smiled genuinely. "Now, I'll be back. If you're good, I'll even feed you like you always beg me to do."
"R-Really?" Ruby asked in awe.
"Dolt," Weiss flicked Ruby's nose. "Of course I will. Now, wait here."
"Not like I can do anything else," Ruby snickered.
"That is correct," Weiss said. "Now, I am off."
Weiss left the room, leaving Ruby to her own devices… that she was unable to reach because she was still bound to the bed. At least Weiss wasn't going to leave her alone for long.
Elsewhere
Jaune looked down the street, spotting the redhead. Pulse racing, Jaune moved over to where the stunning redhead was, moving as close as possible without being seen. It had been enough of a chore to get into this facility in the first place, involving several fabrications, among which were even some familial relations. But, to see such a beautiful woman she'd been looking for since she got there…
But, Jaune ignored all of that, staring right at the redhead. It was hard not to stare. Something to work on, most definitely.
A quick ringing of the phone startled the blonde, almost blowing cover. Jaune answered the phone with a hissing 'yes?'.
"Hey, cuz," Another, flightier voice came from the other end. "It's Saph. You up for some strip poker tonight? I know someone who's gonna be wasted and looks awesome without a bra on."
"I'm not interested in seeing you naked again, Saphron," The blue eyes rolled. "I can only see it so many times before it's boring… also, I'm busy."
"Trying to hit that redhead, aren't ya?" Saphron's voice came out in a snicker, causing Jaune to blush.
A few seconds passed before anyone said anything.
"I take it by your silence that I'm right," Saphron said. "Well, lemme give you some good advice."
"The same advice that landed you on probation?" Jaune asked, looking skeptically at the phone.
"I'm not on probation," Saphron said. "I'm just married to a probation officer."
"Yes," A voice said from Saphron's end. "Your probation officer."
"Oh, hush, you," Saphron said. "You certainly weren't upset when I decided we play 'cops and robbers' last night."
"What does that have to do with you being on probation?" The other voice asked. "Speaking of probation, our child is needing to be picked up. Your sister can talk to you later. Seriously, I can't believe you told me she was a boy. You embarrassed me so much then."
"I thought it would be funny," Saphron grinned. "Besides, she's pretending to be a boy to get in this chick's pants."
"And what happens when it turns out she's missing the one key part of manhood?" The voice asked.
"Hey, it wasn't my idea," Saphron said. "It was Jaune's. She had the idea to do that, though it was mostly because that college she was going to to stalk that girl wasn't taking girls at the time. That and she thinks the girl is straight."
"Yes, this will work so well," The other voice said. "Listen, Jaune, trust me when I tell you that you'll have to tell her the truth."
"I can do this." Jaune said quietly. "Now, I need to go. She's leaving."
Jaune hung up the phone, peeking out from her vantage point to see that the redhead was getting up and walking away. Following her, Jaune stayed far enough back to avoid being seen.
The gorgeous redhead turned the corner and Jaune continued to follow, not once thinking that this might be creepy if she was discovered.
However, before Jaune could follow her around the corner, a hand grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. Holding back a yelp, Jaune looked up to see the man towering over her. She gulped, hoping that her gender wouldn't be found out in case this guy was… less than friendly.
"Well, well, well," The man said. "If it ain't little Jauney. The scrawny dude tryin' to hit on Pyrrha."
"H-Hi," Jaune forced her voice down several octaves, hoping it sounded convincing enough.
"Dude, you might as well quit trying to change your voice," The towering man said, pushing Jaune against the wall. The blonde's eyes widened. Could he have figured her out already?
"You totally sound like a girl, you sissy," The man said, laughing like a schoolyard bully. "We should start calling you Jane or something with your stupid voice. I heard it when you were first brought in."
"And, as a member of my group, I will thank you to remove your hands from him," A voice came that cause both Jaune and the towering man to look over. Standing there was the redheaded woman. She looked quite pissed off at the scene.
"Oh, uh, Pyrrha," The towering man coughed. "Didn't see ya there."
"Put. Him. Down." Pyrrha said with a firm voice, causing the man to immediately drop Jaune, who landed on her rear with a thump. The redhead watched as he ran, walking over to Jaune.
"Are you alright?" She asked, holding a hand to the blonde.
"I'm… I'm fine," Jaune forced her eyes to Pyrrha's and grabbed the hand. "So… Pyrrha, is it?"
"I see you're a little stunned from your encounter with that jackass," Pyrrha smiled, pulling her up almost effortlessly. "So, what brings you here to Beacon?"
"I-I…" Jaune stuttered to think of a reason other than 'I wanted to see you a lot'. "I like their… programs?"
"I see," Pyrrha laughed. "Well, since you've passed your initiation, you are officially able to stay in the dorms here. So, I requested to assign you to my dorm with my dormmates."
"R-Really?!" Jaune squeaked, shocked.
"Yes," Pyrrha nodded. "I want you to have some more experienced people to talk to if you need help."
"Th-Thanks," Jaune coughed. "I would like to spend time with you… and your dormmates more."
"Well, I'm glad you're interested," Pyrrha said, taking Jaune's hand in her own, leading her to the dorms.
Jaune said nothing, knowing her voice would squeak due to the intense blush she was feeling. This was almost like a dream come true; she was holding hands with Pyrrha Nikos. Pyrrha Nikos! The woman Jaune had had a crush on since… well, since she could have crushes. She'd always been her idol, something Saphron had gone to great lengths to tease her about.
"And, here we are," Pyrrha smiled as they reached a door in the living quarters. "The other two living here are nice as well. Nora's a bit crazy, but Ren's quite nice. I think you'll fit in here."
"M-Me too," Jaune finally had the composure to say. Pyrrha opened the door, revealing the other two occupants of the room. One was a man with black hair and a pink highlight in it. The other was a wild looking orange haired woman who was hanging upside down by a shelf.
"Fresh meat!" The woman jumped down, moving over to Jaune and squeezing her. "We're gonna have so much fun with you."
Jaune gulped, hoping this wouldn't be the death of her.
Well, I wonder how this one will turn out. So, surprise, surprise, I'm wrting yet another RWBY story and not working on the other ones I have. But, I had this idea and it doesn't work with any other story I've written. I also wanted to try a sort of blend of two stories like in Enslaved Rose and Useless Greek Fire, but with the stories intersecting more. I hope you enjoy.