A/N: Hey all; EviiPaladin from Tumblr here. I'm just porting over my stories that I did up for RWBY Relationship Week (or #rwbyrsweek, as the tag was called on Tumblr). While this was supposed to run the first week of December, I showed up late to the party but determined to still keep up. Criticism is always welcome!

Chapter 1: Midnight Confession (Blake & Ozpin)

Ozpin stood stoically, sipping at his coffee as he admired the soft glow of Beacon Academy's namesake. Leaning on his cane, he felt the cool air wash over his face as he enjoyed the combination of the hot coffee and the chilled breeze. However, he wasn't waiting out here for these sights; he had a meeting with a student. In fact, he heard her approaching now from behind him.

"Blake Belladona," the headmaster said calmly, taking another sip of his coffee. He could tell the young Huntress-in-training was surprised.

"How did you know I was he—" she began, before Ozpin raised his coffee holding hand up to order a swift silence.

"I am the headmaster of the most prestigious academy for training Huntsmen and Huntresses in Vale. I should hope one of these days someone will give me the credit I deserve."

Blake felt a bit nervous but she knew what she had to do. After talking it over with her team, she knew she had to come forward. "Professor Ozpin, I'm…"

"An exceptional young student?" finished the headmaster, as he turned to finally face her, his spectacles gleaming in the evening moonlight and a smile on his lips. "No, you aren't the type to brag. That would be your teammate Miss Schnee, wouldn't it?"

Blake tried her best not to smile at the jibe but couldn't help it. Weiss was a bit arrogant, even if she was doing a much better job of pulling herself off her high horse. "No sir, I mean…"

"A troublemaker?" Once again, Ozpin chuckled. "It appears I'm missing the mark here, as that would describe another of your teammates… Miss Long, yes?"

Blake nodded, although she was feeling somewhat confused. She had never met Ozpin personally before but Ruby said he was scary but nice. That and considering what she had seen from him during the initial ceremonies, she had felt he was more of the serious type.

Ozpin turned back to face the wide open sky and the beacon once more, taking a shallow breath of air. "You seem to want to say what you are, Miss Belladona, but you are forgetting the truly important question. It does not matter what you are but who you are, Miss Belladona. Whether you are the prideful type, the troublemaker, or something else entirely, that is not as important as who you are. Remembering this is a mark of a superb Huntress."

Blake watched the headmaster as he calmly drank his coffee, before turning her own eyes to look at the beacon. Raising her hand up to her bow, she stopped and turned to begin to leave before stopping just before the door. "Thank you, Professor Ozpin."

The headmaster sighed as he looked up at the shattered moon. "It was my pleasure to speak with you, Miss Belladona." As he heard Blake leave, the headmaster sighed again, but this time in disappointment. During the talk he had finished off the last of his coffee and Glenda would undoubtedly chew him out if he were to brew some this late at night.

"You need a refill?" asked Blake, catching the headmaster off-guard. The only response he had was to laugh. It was a quiet one but one that was purely genuine.

"You are a life saver, Miss Belladona."