This story will be Whiterose centered with Adventure and Romance. It's my first fanfic that I'll be posting and hopefully wont be my last.
Thanks to UnapologeticallyAuthor and Lt Oddy for being my Beta readers and Editors.
Thanks to RoosterTeeth and Monty Oum for inspiring me to follow my dreams. Special thanks to Monty for creating RWBY and allowing this community to be what it is. R.I.P. Monty Oum your dream lives on.
I've uploaded a first chapter for this story recently but I felt it wasn't fitting for the story so I started it off differently this time.
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Chapter 1: So It Begins
POV: Ruby
Walking into the cafeteria, I take a look around eager to find my team. I see multiple other students together enjoying lunch. The most rambunctious amongst the students is team CRDL. I see Cardin trip a passing wolf Faunus, causing his fellow perpetrators to laugh. I would say something, but I don't want to get involved, not today. I need to find my team anyway. Turning, I see Yang sitting down at the table alone, fidgeting with her scroll.
"Yaaannnngggg!" I yell loud enough so that the whole cafeteria could hear me.
"Hey sis!" Yang beams, putting away her scroll.
"Where's Blake and Weiss?" I ask, confused as to why they weren't sitting at the table too.
"They're back in the dorm studying or something." Yang replies, getting up from the table.
"Awww leaving already? I just got here!" I protest, putting my puppy dog face on.
"You know that face doesn't . . . " Yang pauses looking at me sadly. "Ok maybe that face does still work on me. Why don't you come back to the dorm with me? We can eat lunch later."
"As long as I get my cookies, I'm fine." I announce keeping my puppy face on.
"Yes Ruby, you can get your cookies just don't eat too much or you'll feel crummy after words." She giggles a little at her own pun. "I really need to learn how to counter that puppy face of yours."
As we make our way down the stretching halls of Beacon, I don't really have much to say; I'm too focused on the cookies I'll be receiving soon. Looking to my left, I see Yang has a troubled look on her face.
"What's wrong?" I inquire, worry spreading across my face.
"Weiss is what's wrong." Yang states with a serious tone that she rarely uses.
"What do you mean? Did she scold you about being impet . . . chuwes again?" I ask, holding my expression.
"No it's her attitude towards you actually." Yang stops and turns to me, "I don't like the way she treats you sometimes it's like she doesn't even want you there at all. Plus she puts a damper on all of our moods when she gets cranky."
"What? I think she scolds me because she wants to be the best teammate not to make me disappear. I'm sure she has a good reason to get cranky lately." I note, defending my partner.
"Maybe you're right. If she decides to keep hurting your feelings then I'm going to have to destroy her." Yang grins, "Don't worry I don't plan on actually hurting her. Only if you actually get your feelings hurt. Maybe. Ok I might still hurt her anyway."
"Yaaaannng!" I whine, giving her a sad look.
"Ok fine! I won't do anything sheesh. Really if she does hurt your feelings please tell me." Yang looks at me, worry in her eyes.
"Yeah sure. She hasn't hurt my feelings yet though." I convince, leaning in to hug her.
As we hug, I hear a loud crashing noise come from down the hall. Yang frees herself from my grasps and darts down the hall. I move to follow her but she stops right in front of me, causing me crash straight into her. It's like hitting a brick wall.
"Ow! That really hurt." I mumble rubbing my head.
Wait, is that our dorm room? The sound came from the room. So that means…
"Is everything alright?" Yang questions frantically pushing the door open.
"Everything's fine with me, as for her…" Blake trails off, darting her eyes towards Weiss.
…that Weiss is going to freak out about whatever happened.
"Everything is not alright! We were studying when all of a sudden Ruby's bed fell right on top of mine and shattered into pieces!" Weiss remarks stomping her foot.
Well today isn't starting off the way I hoped. At least her bed didn't break.
"I'm sorry." I look over at Weiss with apologetic eyes.
"I can't! Ugh! It's fine, we'll request a new bed from the school. Hopefully they'll have it delivered by tomorrow morning." She mutters with defeat lingering in her voice.
She isn't scolding me about how the rope wasn't going to be enough support? That's different. Hold on, my bed is gone.
"Where am I going to sleep?" I question, looking over at my shattered bed.
"On the floor tonight," Weiss says, thoughtfully.
Why does Weiss seem so. . . not here? It's already weird that she didn't scold me as much as usual.
"Actually I'll be back. I'm going down to Vale for a bit." She announces, turning for the door.
"Can I come with? I need to pick up some ammo for my babies anyways." Yang asks brushing her fingers over Ember Cecilia.
"Do what you want. If you get distracted or can't keep up don't expect me to wait." Weiss grumbles with a serious tone.
"Of course, princess!" Yang shouts excitedly with a happy look spread across her face.
Ok think quick! Try to be a good leader and impress your teammates Rubes come on! Think of something responsible. Oh, I got it!
"I'll clean up all the mess considering its my bed that crashed. I'll be sure to have it cleaned completely by the time you two come back." I declare, surprising myself with how responsible that sounds.
"Wow Ruby, I-" Weiss is cut off abruptly.
"I'll help you clean it up. I could've prevented it from breaking if I was fast enough anyways so it's partially my fault." Blake confesses, moving over to pick up a few broken pieces of wood.
"Thanks, Blake! Weiss when'll you be back?" I ask, while picking up a a few pieces of wood and putting it in a pile that Blake has already started.
"I don't know it all depends on how long it takes this brute to pick up her ammo. No detours or you're going alone!" Weiss commands, glaring intensely at Yang.
"Yeah, yeah, we should be about an hour or at least I'll be because prissy pants here might want to go shopping for some more dresses." Yang jests, walking toward the door.
"I already told you before they're combat skirts!"
"Alright combat skirts. You coming or not?" Yang questions, looking over at Weiss.
"Of course I am! We'll be back." Weiss hollers, walking out the door with Yang.
After they're gone I start picking up more pieces of wood. I notice a couple of minutes ago during our conversation that something was off with Weiss. I look over at Blake who's helping me with the mess. Maybe she knows what's wrong with her.
"Hey Blake?" I nervously call out to her.
"Yeah?" Blake stops, looking over at me.
"What's wrong with Weiss? She seemed a bit off. She usually gets on my case about this stuff and my bed broke on top of hers and if she was sleeping she could've gotten hurt and-" I'm cut off from my whirlwind of words.
"Calm down, Ruby she's fine." Blake reassures.
"Ok, then why wasn't she as mad at me as she usually is?" I question, shuffling my left boot.
"I don't actually know to be honest. It didn't seem like she was acting weird before you guys got here. Maybe it's part of her whole 'best teammate' routine." Blake conceded.
"I just hope she's alright. You don't think it's something I did do you?" I worriedly ask.
"No, if it was she would've voiced her opinion on it. I'm sure she just ate something bad earlier and is feeling ill." Blake concluded, returning to the shattered bed.
Moving back to the shattered bed with her, we begin picking up the rest of the pieces. After what seemed like a good hour, we picked up every single piece, leaned the mattress against the wall, and folded the sheets.
"Well that was a bit exhausting." Blake huffed.
"Yeah it was! You really didn't have to help though it's my bed after all." I declare, walking towards the nightstand that lies between our beds.
"Well like I said it's partially my fault because I hadn't moved fast enough." Blake explained.
"Either way thanks for the help. Hey what's this?" I pick up a burgundy book with a title that catches my eyes.
"Weapon Assembly: Volume One? Who's book is this?" I ask, surprised that someone on our team besides me takes interest in weapon assembly.
"I don't know. I thought it was yours. It was sitting in the book pile, I guess Weiss forgot to put that one up and left it sitting there." Blake observed, moving to sit on her bed.
"Oh, ok, I'll just put it up then. I'll probably read it later though so I hope you don't mind!" I declare, looking over at Blake.
"Of course I don't. Like I said, it's not my book so go ahead." Blake declares, picking up one of her many books.
I begin to sprawl myself out over Weiss' bed. I'm sure she wouldn't mind me laying here a bit I'll just have to make up the bed afterwards. Turning to my side to face Blake, I begin to think of ways to get to know her.
"Hey, Blake, have you ever liked anyone?" I ask, propping my head up on my arm.
"I like plenty of people. Why?" She questions, looking down at her book.
"No, I mean like like." I reply, shifting slightly in my partner's bed.
"Yes, that was a long time ago and I'd rather not talk about it." she answers, flipping the page to her book.
I try to get to know her and I end up asking the wrong question. What a typical me thing to do.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring up bad memories." I reply, feeling a pang of regret for bringing the subject up.
Gosh Ruby, you sure are messing up a lot today.
"Why do you ask?" She questions, looking up from her book.
"Uhh… Um…"
"I figured." She says, smiling while returning to her book.
"What do you mean you figured?"
"You're obvious is all."
"Ok, fine! So who do I like then?"
"Well if I had to take a wild guess," she looks up from her book, "I'd say the one in white."
"What? Weiss? Nooo." I play off, laughing nervously.
"Like I said, a wild guess. You've drawn pictures of you and her in your notebook before. Just a few nights ago while you were in your bunk you drew a picture of you and her."
She knew about that?
"W-What! How did you even see that I drew that picture of me and her?" I squeal, sitting up in bed
"I didn't, but you just told me you did." She finishes, getting back to her book with a smirk.
Blake why do you have to be awesomely clever? I slam my head into Weiss' pillow after being tricked into admitting something embarrassing. Her pillow smells nice. It smells like vanilla with a small hint of mint and rose. I love the way Weiss smells, the shampoo she uses is very nice.
"I draw pictures of us because I like her as a partner and a friend. I draw pictures of me with Yang and you." I protest, lifting my head up to glare at Blake.
"Ok, so you don't like Weiss, I get it. I was just messing with you." She replies, looking at me apologetically.
Jeez, come on Rubes! I need to just relax she is just messing with me. She probably just thinks I draw those pictures because I admire her. I mean I do really like her as a friend. She is a good partner too. How long is Yang and Weiss going to be out for?
"I wonder when they'll get back?" I ask, shifting my position to look across the room.
"I'll text Yang and ask her." Blake answers, replacing her book with her scroll.
Alright, back to getting to know more about her.
"Ok! So, what's your favorite food?" I question, believing it's tuna.
"Don't really have a favorite food. I like seafood though. What about you? Is it cookies?" Blake questions, taking a guess at my favorite food.
"Nope! Mine's actually strawberries!" I correct, smiling proudly.
"Alright I'll answer some more question of your questions. At some point I'd like to get back to my book." Blake states, putting her book down on her lap.
"Ok!" I excitedly shout, sitting up on Wiess' bed, "Prepare to be bombarded by questions!"