Chapter 1

"Tanner, did you put that mirror in the dorm?" Yang Xiou Long, the blonde busty brawler, asked as she walked into the rec room.

"What mirror?" Tanner Malcoon, the resident ferret faunus of Team TGTS (Targets), looked up from his book. "I didn't put any mirror in the dorm."

Yang sighed. If Tanner didn't put in the strange full-length mirror in the dorm, then who did? "Yang?" Tanner was looking worried.

"It's nothing, just forget it," Yang waved her hand like dismissing a question.

"Okay," Tanner shrugged, and went back to reading. Yang thought about who could have put the mirror in the dorm. It looked heavy, and was. Yang had tried to pick it up, and even she struggled to lift it an inch (even with her semblance.)

'Maybe Wiess ordered it," Yang thought. The heiress and Yang had been arguing for a week now, and Wiess had started the one thing she did when she was stressed. She started buying things. Yang decided to pay the heiress a visit.

Yang made her way to the arena, where she knew the snow princess would be training.

"Yo, princess!" She called as she enter the arena.

"Yang!" The brawler had time to see an arrow fly at her, before-

"Nil Shen Lo!" The arrow clattered to the ground. Yang looked at the owner of the arrow. Natalia brush was standing on the end of Tanner's bident, balancing on one foot. Her platform heels were thrown to one side. Wiess was on one of her glyphs, just above her.

"What is it, Yang?" She asked, dropping to the ground.

"Did you buy a new mirror?"

"What new mirror?"

"The mirror in the dorm."

Natalia cut in. "Oh, that's what was in the package."

"What?!"

The small girl shrank a little. "Well, a package arrived today, and it was to go to the RWBY dorm, so I directed it to your dorm." The small girl looked at Wiess, and continued, "Honestly I thought it was for you."

Yang smiled inwardly. Now she knew who told someone where to put it.

"So, Natalia," Yang started with a smile-

"Don't. Call. Me. NATALIA!" The Raccoon Faunus whistled, her right eye blazing. An arrow materialized in front of Yang's face. "Unless you want an arrow through your pretty little face." Yang sighed. Natalia Brush was touchy on three subjects. Her left eye, her name, and her height. Say anything about those three topics, and she got angrier faster than Ruby using her semblance.

"So, Nat," Yang tried again, "Who did you help move that mirror? 'Cause that sucker's heavy."

Nat looked thoughtful for a moment, then shrugged.

"What?" Wiess could not believe the blue-haired Raccoon Faunus didn't remember a name or face.

"I didn't ask for a name. I think Blake had drawn a picture of him, after I tipped him," Natalia got down from where she stood atop the bident, and put her heels back on, as she said, "Sorry I couldn't have been more help."

Yang and Wiess both looked at each other, looked at Natalia, grabbed her by her wrists, and dragged her off in search of Blake. The arrow clattered to the floor.

Blake was sitting in the gardens, talking to Grau Sturm, AKA Storm Boltz. Storm was causing bunches of leaves to float up in the air, using his semblance of Aerokinesis. It was a peaceful day, Ruby was in town with Gray Boltz, Storm's brother, Wiess was in the arena training with Nat, and Yang was-

"Blakey!" Storm jumped, causing a bunch of leaves around them to shoot up into the air.

"Yang!" The blonde brawler appeared in front of her, with Weiss and Nat in tow. "What is it? Is something wrong?"

Yang didn't answer her question, instead asking her, "Do you still have the drawing of the person who delivered the package?" Blake blinked her amber eyes. That's what was so important that she interrupted a special moment?

Storm had taken off, ready to fight any and all trouble, but he landed as Wiess said, "Yes, Nat said you drew a picture of the person. May we see it?" Blake looked at the heiress and the brawler in front of her with confusion. "Um..." Blake decided to just go with it, and shrugged, reaching for her bag.

"Hang on," Storm pulled out his scroll. "I have a picture of him."

"WHAT?" All eyes (except for Natalia) turned to him.

"He's an old friend from when me and Gray were kids," Storm showed them a picture of a younger Gray and a younger Storm standing on either side of a bright pink- haired boy. "His name is Nathan Markolas. His semblance was called 'Lighten' the Load'. He uses it to make things lighter or heavier," Storm explained, "It was useful when we had to help his parents."

Yang sighed. Now that she knew who brought it in, she needed to figure out who bought the freaking thing.

Weiss spoke up and said, "Thank you, Storm, thank you Blake. Enjoy the rest of your day." With that, the heiress dragged Yang back towards the dormitories. Nat had disappeared, only to reappear again, riding Angel's Fire like a hoverboard. The board was glowing green.

"Bye!" She said, speeding off to who-knows-where.

Storm sighed. Blake knew that any moment they might have just had was gone, so why was he leaning towards her?

"Storm-" Blake started, but was cut off by Storm. Blake's final coherent thought was, 'I'm not going to be seeing the mirror anytime soon.'

A/N: Well, with that lemon-y air freshener, I end chapter 1 of Polar Opposites. This is just part one of a long series of stories I'm starting. I hope you like this. Leave a review, and follow (if you'd like, you don't have to.) I will update irregularly, instead of regularly, because of school and work. Have a great day.