Hey guys. I'm writing a new story (as you can clearly tell). I'm still doing Blake's Not-So-Dirty Secret, but I'm doing this on the side. This one is more Pink than Bumblebee, with a few sprinklings of Noren and whatever you call Pyrrha/Jaune. But make no mistake, there will be the Bee. . .Anywho, onwards and downwards! (Get it? 'Cuz you're reading. . .never mind)
3rd Person POV
Weiss Schnee sat up, shaking off the sleep of the previous night and her usual morning grogginess. She stumbled into the bathroom and into the shower, the hot and steamy water soothing her sleep stiffened muscles.
She meticulously washed every part of her body and let the warm water rinse her off, washing the soap suds into the drain. She leaned against the cool tile wall and rested her head.
The lyrics of a tune she couldn't get out of her head were repeating over and over, driving her mad with their accuracy.
I never thought I'd, be in love like this
When I look at you my mind goes on a trip
She rubbed her face and shook her head, her white hair whipping droplets of water against the walls and curtain. She turned off the water, dried off, and got dressed in her uniform before going back into the room.
And you came in, and knocked me on my face
Feels like I'm in a race, but I've already won first place
She stood on her bed and peered into Ruby's curtained bunk space.
The girl was curled on her side, her legs tangled in her sheets and her limp fingers occasionally twitching. She breathed slowly, dragging in air through her mouth and blowing it out of her nose. So cute. Weiss thought before she could stop herself.
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did
She gritted her teeth and ignored the song, reaching out to gently shake the other girl awake. Ruby moaned softly in her sleep and muttered something that sounded like:
"Weisssss, gimme five more minutes." A gentle smile stole across her face and she stroked the younger girl's face as another lyric sprang unbidden to her mind.
Every morning, I look at you and smile
She shook her head and scowled, shaking Ruby harder.
"Ruby, wake up." She said sharply. The girl remained stubbornly asleep. Weiss stared down at her and another thought sprang into her mind. I bet she'd wake up if I kissed her. The thought didn't disgust her, like it should. Instead it enticed her, whispered to her to do it.
Before she could back out, she's leaned close and pecked Ruby softly on the lips. The red haired girl stirred and Weiss's face flamed red as she waited, horrified for Ruby to wake up and hate her for what she'd just done. But the girl only smiled in her sleep.
The heiress calmed herself and shook Ruby again. This time the girl jerked awake.
"Wha-huh?" She blinked sleepily at Weiss and smiled.
"I just had the strangest, most wonderful dream, Weiss." Be cool! Be cool! Weiss screamed frantically in her mind. Don't let her know! "I was there, and you were-" Ruby stopped suddenly, her face flushing. "Er, never mind." Weiss painted on her signature scowl.
"Yeah, that's nice, now go take a bath so we can get to class on time." Ruby nodded, still blushing, and Weiss got down and sat down on her bed.
That was too close. Both girls thought simultaneously.
1st Person POV
I sat up, gently untangling myself from my best friend's limbs. I looked down at her serene face and giggled to myself. She looks so vulnerable. That was one thing I'd never have attributed to her had I not seen it with my own eyes.
I brushed her thick, multicolored hair out of her face oh-so carefully, oh-so gently, making sure that she didn't wake. I looked at the clock, almost 7:35. Better take a shower. I thought, starting to get up. I took one more look, for one last dose of that adorable face, but found it gone.
The cute, serene facial expression was replaced by one of anguish, and her hands were patting the bed, searching for something. Searching for me. I cast one last lingering look in the direction of the bathroom and slipped back into her embrace.
Maybe a bit more sleep would be okay.
Jaune POV
Pyrrha leaned over me, her deep red bangs brushing my face, and leaned down toward me. Oh, it's this dream again. I thought sleepily. What happens next? Oh yeah. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. So soft. This dream is so vivid, so. . .
Then my eyes shot wide open and I stared into equally wide green eyes. Oh. . .Oh shit! For a moment, nothing happened, then she pulled back. Her face was bright red and she wouldn't look at me. I felt my own blood rushing to my face. I looked over and found Nora and Ren still asleep. I gave a mental sigh of relief.
"Pyrrha, I'm sorry, I-" She gave me a strange look.
"Why are you sorry? Did you think I was someone else?" I looked away.
"N-no. I. . .I thought it was a dream." She smiled a shy smile that made my heart race.
"You dream about me?" I scratched the back of my head.
"Well. . ." I chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I guess I d-"
"PAAAANNNNCAAAAKES!" Pyrrha and I jumped at the sudden sound of Nora's loud voice. There was an audible thump as Ren fell off of his bed. She sat up slowly, her orange hair mussed and sticking up all over her head, looking very much like a zombie.
She turned toward us and blinked.
"I want pancakes." She said. Ren sat up and looked at her.
"So we noticed." He said, dryly. "Anyone else for pancakes?" I raised my hand and Pyrrha nodded. He nodded and stood, raising his eyebrow as he saw Pyrrha sitting on my bed, but he didn't say anything about it. "Hey Nora?"
"Yes, Ren?" She chirped. His pink eyes sparkled with amusement and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. He's up to something. I thought warily.
"Wanna help me with the pancakes?" She cocked her head.
"But don't you always say that I can't-" He cut her off.
"Do you want to help or not?" She was on her feet before he was finished, saluting.
"Yes sir!"
"Would you like any more help?" Pyrrha asked, but Ren shook his head.
"Oh, no thanks, I think we've got it." Ren, you cheeky bastard! I raged silently at him, but he just pushed Nora out of the room.
"That was strange." Pyrrha commented. "He usually never lets her help." I nodded.
"Yeah." She turned and fixed me in her sparkling emerald gaze. I couldn't move, or breathe, for fear that she might look away. She covered my hand with her own.
"Jaune." She said, leaning toward me slowly. I swallowed the sudden flood of saliva in my mouth.
"Yes?" I cursed inwardly as my voice cracked, but Pyrrha didn't seem to notice. She didn't say anything else, simply leaned in closer, her lips parting slightly, her sweet breath washing over my face. I hesitated, then leaned in too.
It was even better when I was fully awake. Her soft, hot mouth felt so good on mine that I cupped her face and deepened the kiss, my tongue slipping into her mouth. She gripped the front of my shirt and pulled me closer. Our tongues swirled and danced, and it felt as if I might melt into her at any moment.
Suddenly, I saw a flash through my eyelids and opened my eyes, finding Nora leaning into the room and pointing her scroll at us, smirking. Pyrrha and I broke apart and stared at her, shocked by her silent appearance. Nora's never silent. Dammit, Ren! I groaned inwardly. Nora giggled.
"I am so sending this to Yang." I thought about it for a moment, then shrugged. I realized I didn't really care. Pyrrha pulled out Miló and threw it at the door in spear form, slamming it shut and leaving it quivering in the wood. She rolled her eyes and turned back to me.
"Where were we?" It didn't take us long to remember.
Are doors at Beacon made of wood? I don't know, I'll change it if I ever figure it out. But yeah, I appreciate any and all comments, requests, and constructive criticism. Oh yeah, and I changed my name.
