Hey there, Maiden-sama's back ~
I apologies that I've disappeared for so long ~.~ Life has been harsh...and lets just not get into that shall we?
Recently, I've been more influenced by my great friend and also the series called RWBY :D. If you are a old follower of mine, I really wish to continue with my other stories, but my writer block is making it extremely difficult for me to write on. I am really sorry for it, and I hope you would understand and forgive me ;w;
As always, all rights are to their respectful owners, [in this case, its Rooster Teeth]. Enjoy
Ruby's p.o.v
"Ruby, come here for a minute" A voice rang into my ears as I turned around to see my mother giving me a smile from the door. Her crimson hair dripped over one side and dripped over her shoulder. Her smile grew as I ran towards her and jumped into her arms. She then guided me into the other room where my father sat down talking with someone.
"Ruby!" my father said with a cheerful voice when he saw me. "I would like to greet you to a new member of out family." He said as he pushed the other person in front of him. In front of me was another girl a bit taller than me with her amethyst eyes dimmed, hiding behind her golden locks of hair that only hung a bit over her shoulders. She wore a simple yellow t-shirt and jean shorts with her foot bare against the wooden floor. A small chill fell from the back of my spine as I continued to examine her. It was then I noticed bandages.
"You are hurt!", was the first thing I said. Her eyes stared into mines in shock as I took her hands. My parents continued to stay in silence.
"I'm fine" She said before jerking her hands from mine, and ran outside towards the backyard. I then noticed my father crouching down to my level.
"She had a long day" He said with a low voice. "Why don't you go talk to her. She would really use a friend, much more, a sister". A smile lit up on my face and gave a nod before running towards her direction.
"Hello?" I cried into the open backyard. My smile turned into a frown. Folding my arms, I started to walk around the wide nature. It was then a sound from a nearby bush rustled and I saw the figure breaking for the run. Thankfully, I am a pretty fast girl for my age, and caught her arm before she could continue to run. She winced in pain and fell onto the floor.
"I'm sorry!" I released her and fell to her level. "Please don't run." my voice broke as I started to cry. "I-I just...I just want...want to help". The girl then looked around before grabbing my shoulders and pulled me into a hug.
"P-please...don't cry.." Her uneasy voice slipped into a whisper into my ears. My smile then reformed on my face as I heard her voice for the first time. I gave her a small nod before she released me.
"My name is Ruby. Whats yours" I asked. She took her time as the words fell from her mouth.
"Yang." She answered, facing the ground.
"Nice to meet you Yang." I cheered, picking her up from the ground and back on her feet.
"Why...are you so happy?" She asked all of a sudden. I felt my face grow red.
"Because...I always wanted a sister." I answered.
~.~.~.~.
The light of a new day disrupted from my dream and I sat up from my bed. 'Its been almost 12 years since that happened huh... ' I thought to myself, ruffling my hair and slugged out of bed. Pulling open the curtains, light bloomed into my room, and showing how messy it was. Books opened over the floors, papers scattered, yesterday's outfit dripping from my desk chair, and my poster with one edge hanging off the wall.
I let out a laugh before reattaching the poster to the wall. On it was a tall busty women with her amethyst eyes emphasized under her curly golden hair dripping down to her waist. She wore a brown leather jacket over a low v dress shirt with her skinny ripped jeans showed her beautiful figure. Her smile glowed that made anyone attracted to her by the second.
A sigh left my mouth as I looked at the calender. Today was the day that I finally start to go after Yang. I skipped to the closet to pull out a gray blouse with a crimson vest over it. Sliding into a matching red plaid skirt, I sat back down onto my bed as I pulled onto my stockings. Taking one last look up at the poster, I grabbed my shoulder bag while throwing all the garbage and items back in it's rightful place.
Its been about 5 years since Yang left the house. Our father was a photographer, and our mother was a famous singer. The story of the two of them was a very cliche one. My father was a photographer of our mother and as she was in more shows and more acts, he continued to follow her to take pictures that are still very memorable today. Although, things weren't very simple for them. Having a child while holding such high standards, my mother quit her celebrity life and joined a local bakery while she raised me. My father still continued his job as a photographer but he dropped since my mother resigned from the entertainment industries. He then also dropped his job and worked in a supermarket.
Although these jobs were not as well as the ones they were working before, they still managed to raise me well. It was then at 7 years old, my father brought home Yang. She was a very timid girl then. But she casually changed throughout the years until she wanted to take forward into her dreams to become a model. It is no surprise that she would be successful , and in addition to that, My father has been Yang's personal photographer for about a year before she was accepted into a bigger company and had to leave. Her messages between me became thin as the years passed, until we didn't get anything for a entire year.
But that wasn't a reason to complain. I watched all of Yang's runway projects from the day it first brought on T.V. . I sometimes find myself imitating her on screen. My parents continued to cheer for Yang and sometimes joke about the fact that one day, I might be like that too. Thinking into it, I started to practice myself. Walking in heels, having a good body, knowing how to put on a good impression of the clothing that I was wearing. And a few months ago, a section in the new magazine explains that they are holding auditions for new models into the Beacon Modeling Agency. From what I remember, that is the company that Yang works for.
Within a minute, I found myself standing in the middle of a large crowd in front of a enormous skyscraper building. It took about an hour before I was able to even step into the building. From there, a lady with short brown hair handed me a number.
"It would be your turn when your number is being called" She said with a smile. I gave her a light nod before finding a seat in the open lobby room. Looking down at the number, it read 512. Looking around, I heard them call in around the 300s. My hopes slowly drained as I sat against the wall and pulling out a old photo. It was a tinted family photo back when yang first entered the family. Her face was still a bit strained from her past, and her hair was still by her shoulders.
"I must...I will" My eyes closed, as I placed the photo against my forehead before slipping back into the bag and I started to wait.
By the time it reached the 512, I practically shot up from my spot and rushed to the door. The last girl was then rushing out from the door in tears. I felt a small shiver down my spine as I walked in and presented my number.
"Hello, My name is Ruby Rose and I'm here to audition fo-" I was cut by the a young women sitting behind the table.
"I know what you are here for. Just do what you have to do." She rolled her eyes, and continued to look down at her phone. She had a unique white phantom hair tied up into a pony tail on the right side of her head. She wore a laced white dress with small gems scattered by the rim of the sleeves. Her eyes were hidden under her full bangs.
The women next to her then took her place. "number 512, please choose an outfit from the clothing rack by the side and step onto the platform. We will see how it will go. Are you aware of the elements you need in order to impress us?" I gave her a nod before I went to the rack. Closing my eyes, I randomly pulled out an outfit and opened my eyes to see an oversize orange shirt with a big silver star imprinted in the middle. I smirked and shrugged as I picked up a pair of short gray shorts with ripped linings, and a pair of silver slippers. Slipping my shoes off, I headed to the small dressing room. There, I changed into the new my new outfit. Looking into the mirror, the orange shirt dripped over the shorts, making it look as if I am not wearing anything.
I frowned before I rolled up the ends of the shirt and pulled it to one side. There I rolled up the elastic fabric and tied a knot on it, showing a bit of my belly button. There, I took off my stockings and slipped into the silver flats and exited the changing room. Looking around, I picked up a large straw hat with a sunflower on the side and a few gold bracelets. Throwing those on me, I stepped onto the platform and walked up towards the judges. I heard music playing in the background, making me jump a bit as I continued to approach them.
There, I placed on my best smile and posed as the flashing cameras took every second before I walked back behind the curtains.
"What kind of outfit was that" I heard the similar voice from the girl with white hair. "She looks like a country girl for god's sake." She complained.
"But she has perfect posture. Not to mention that she was very natural." A voice defended.
"Although, I can see that she is still stiff. She was walking too fast, and her eyes are not use to the lights. Who knows if she was only lucky that she didn't fall down from the platform?" The women from before spoke.
"Then again, I can agree she has a natural fitting in clothing. Must I note that she was not looking at what she was choosing and made the automatic choice to match with it. Only those with a wide experience can do that. " A new voice joined in.
"Hmph, Beginners luck " The girl said as I stepped out of the changing room. Her icy aquamarine eyes are now visible towards me, and I could see her shooting a cold glare towards me.
"I will notify you when the votes are in" The women said and led me towards the door. I gave her a small bow before leaving, holding my hopes in one hand, and tears in another.
Third p.o.v
The women closed the door behind her as she walked back towards the table, waiting for another contestant.
"Something about her reminds me of someone." She said. "Don't you think? Ozpin."
The man with silver hair lowered his cup of coffee and nodded. "And in addition to that, " He paused to look at the white haired teen. "You should know that this event was held in order to find you a partner when you start to model for out company. Please at least pay a bit of a attention and sympathy for the contestants."
" I already repeated myself a thousand times and it seems like I have to repeat another thousand more." She groaned. "I do not need anyone to model with me. I am perfectly okay by myself. Whoever models with me, is only going to bring me down." She retorted. A silence hung before the women spoke again.
"That was not what you were saying when you were in the modeling skit with ." His name immediately placed a light shade of red upon the teen's face.
"Glynda, you should shut about that before I-" Weiss stopped herself and let out a sigh. The blonde women sat back down and gave Ozpin a concerned look.
"Just let it go. There is only so much we could do" He said taking another sip of coffee.
Ruby's p.o.v
I sat alone at Neo's Ice cream on the 4th floor food cart and ordered a cup of double stack strawberry ice cream and vanilla chips with whip cream. Staring aimlessly into space, I replayed the moment I was in the audition till I left. They were right about everything they said. Out of all the chances in the world, and I blew it for myself until I get another chance. That is if I ever get another chance.
Scooping another spoonful into my mouth,I started to scan the room of the shop and I noticed another women that sat by the window holding...an exclusive BEACON magazine! Limited edition too!
Looking with caution, I noticed that she was sitting along on a stool by the window that looked out into the view of the city. Her hair was jet black, dripping behind her hair and down to her waist, where it formed waves and soft curls. On top of her hair was a laced black bow and by the corner of my eyes, I saw her bangs folded to her left and the sideburns neatly flowing by her face.
She wore a very casual white cardigan on top of a black baby doll on the bottom. With every angle, the women looked like a perfect doll. Holding in the temptation of many questions, I walked up to her with my legs dragging along the rugged floor. Seeing as I was walking towards her, the women turned around, showing her large Topaz eyes. Still holding onto my ice cream, I felt my hand shaking in her presence.
"Hello...How can I help you" Her voice held a classic ring. I quickly snapped out from my thoughts and slipped back into reality.
"I-I-I just wanted to see your- uh- MAGAZINE." I scrambled for words. The lady let out a small smile and looked at my ice cream.
"If you treat me to some ice cream, I'll consider it" She said with a laugh. I gasped in disbelief. Limited edition BEACON magazines were very limited and is usually allowed to people within the company, or those that are very rich and buys them with a large amount of money. Trading a treat of ice cream for it was a dead give away.
After a few moments of my shocking experience, the women simply laughed again and pulled a chair next to hers. "I was kidding about the ice cream" She whispered to me, offering a seat. She then pushed the magazine towards me by my surprise.
"Just, don't get it dirty with your ice cream. Okay?" She smiled and looked along side with me. I nodded gratefully and started into the lines of week's runway.
Rows and rows with nearly all the colors of the rainbow spilled into the clothing on the pages. Flipping to nearly the end of the magazine, I saw a familiar figure printed on the page.
"Looks like Yang got first again..." I laughed lightly before reading the details of her outfit and other comments on the page.
"Are you a fan of Yang's?" The women asked, looking closely at the magazine.
"I...guess you can say that" I replied. A flashback of school popped up into my mind as I told everyone that Yang was my sister. No one believed me. She doesn't look like me, sound like me, or act like me. She was much more popular, much more talented. And since then, I was just called a big fan and a big liar.
"Are you okay?" I heard the women snap from my thoughts. I nodded in embarrassment.
"Sorry, I just got carried away." I said quickly closing the magazine and sliding it back to the lady. "Thanks for letting a random stranger look at something like that" She shook her head.
"I don't think we are as random as strangers." She smiled. "But, I like seeing people happy is all. Don't you agree?" I beamed a smile in reply.
"Of course! I want to one day make people for wearing the same clothes that I do." I cheered. The lady laughs at my response but returned the smile.
"You know, I'm strangely curious about how you feel about Yang. You see, I look up to Yang as well. Maybe we might have something in common" She continued. I felt an uneasy shiver under my clothes but took a breath before I straighten my back and brushed my bangs behind my hair.
"If I tell you, will you promise me that...you will believe me?" I swallowed a gulp. The women nodded with a smile. With a deep breath, " I'm Yang's little sister. " I said. Silence hung between us before I looked up to see a very unexpected reaction. She looked at me with a blessed face?
"That's incredible how different you two look" She laughed. I blinked a few times before speaking.
"You...you believe me!" I cried in shock. I can't tell whether I am happy or confused to hear that someone other than my parents believe me that Yang was my sister.
"You told me to believe you didn't you?" She said. "And besides, You don't seem to be a person to lie..." She lowered her eyes.
"Miss?" I asked, holding my hand out towards her shoulders, but she quickly snapped out from her thoughts and backed away from my hand.
"I'm sorry. It seems that you are not the only one that gets lost in thoughts, huh" She let out a laugh.
"But please don't tell anyone about this...for...personal reasons" I said, playing with my fingers.
"I understand" She replied kindly.
At that moment, a man approached us. He had messy blonde hair with a simple black and white plaid shirt opened to show his abs and blue baggy pants. He had a natural tan with a well built body. The women was the first to react to his arrival and picked up her hand bag before standing up. Even with her heels, her only reached to his ears. Talk about being freakishly tall.
"Ready to go? The others are waiting downstairs" His voice was a bit childish but held a genuine tone to it.
"Wait!" I caught their attention. Looking towards the women, I said " Whats your name? "
The women exchanged looks with the man before responding.
"Blake. Whats yours" I took a moment to think why that name was so familiar to me, but I shrugged off the thought and responded.
"Ruby. Are we ever going to meet again? " I asked. The lady turned her back towards the man and bent on the table and whispered into my ears.
"I'm here every Thursdays. Right after 3. But don't wait too much for me. I can't always come when I please. Understood?" she then backed away from my ears. I gave her a nod and a smile as she left with the male towards the door.
Third p.o.v
As the two entered the elevator down, Blake noticed the man laughing hysterically. Folding her arms, she gave him a look that demanded for answers.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry. Its just not always that I see you so friendly towards...people." He said holding in his laughter. Blake nudged him in the arm and folded her arms once again.
"What is that suppose to mean" She asked, raising a brow. The man rose his hands up playfully in defense.
"I'm just sayinnng...It took me at least a year to even get your name, and this girl just now got it in a minute. Didn't know you were into those type" He smirked.
"Oh shut up, Sun. I am better to fall for a little girl. You, on the other hand have every chance of doing so." She snickered as the elevator door opened to the first floor. Exiting outside, a blue car was parked unevenly along the road side.
Sun walked up to the car and knocked on the driver window and a click could be heard. Opening the car door, Sun bowed towards Blake and welcomed her into the car. Letting out a sarcastic laugh, Blake pushed him lightly away from the door and entered. Beside her was another person. Her golden locks were dropping from her left shoulder as it complimented with her bright yellow tank top and black leather jacket. Her shorts allowed her to sit without crossing her legs. She greeted Blake with a lollipop.
"Want one?" She said with a side way smile. Blake broke into a smile before taking her offer and placed the watermelon lollipop in her mouth. Sun appeared in the front next to the driver and shut the door tight. After driving off, Blake took out the magazine once again.
"You go it already?" The drive said, peeking at the mirror by the corner of his eyes.
"They gave it to me when I left work today. I can't say no to that can I?" Blake replied, continuing to read. "Look Yang, first again" The women leaned against her and pulled her lollipop from her mouth.
"Oh, the Schnee company again..." Yang muttered and placed the lollipop back in her mouth.
"Didn't you work with the Schnee company before, Neptune?" Sun turned to the driver. His eyes were behind a pair of shades that looked nowhere but the road.
"Yeah." Neptune finally said, recalling the thought. "I think it was with that...what was it. White? Rise?" He drifted off into names
"Rice" Sun said with a snicker following. Blake let out a sigh and said with a serious voice.
"Weiss, Neptune. Weiss Schnee. She's going to be transferring into BEACON soon." She notified.
"eh. Why is that?" Neptune replied. Blake looked back down at the magazine.
"I'm guessing her father payed for her again. Like every other time she wanted something" Yang groaned, sitting back with her hands behind her head.
"Might try everything in order to get another photo shoot with this noodle over here" Sun pointed at Neptune that made a disgusted face.
"Quit it with the noodle joke or else I'm never taking you to the simple Wok ever again." He threatened.
"Ah! don't be like that" Sun whined. "That reminds me, Blake. Who was that girl from before"
"oh, just a fan of BEACON." She said simply.
WEEEE I FINISHED A CHAPTER. OMG ITS 4 IN THE MORNING.
:D I would like your opinions on this and if there was any confusing parts. R&R
and until next time~
~Maiden-sama~