The worst part about dreams is how quickly they're forgotten. Almost every night Yang would have the same dream. Or at least she thinks she did. She can't remember. In her dreams, there's always a girl. The girl has a scar, and she's beautiful. Yang thinks the scar was on her face, but she's not sure. They're together, and they're happy. Where they are doesn't matter because they're so captivated by the other. The joy they feel being together makes everything else in the world irrelevant. The only other thing she can remember is how the girl reminds her of fresh snow. She loves having that dream so much, it almost hurts to wake up and not be with that girl.
Getting breakfast, she saw her sister was already up. Her sister, Ruby, had a bowl of cereal she wasn't focusing on. Ruby had a glazed look on her face, seemingly somewhere else in thought. Ruby mindlessly moved her spoon about. She didn't notice Yang walk in.
"Good morning." Yang said with a smile on her face.
"Morning Yang. You have that dream again?" Ruby asked tiredly.
Yang sighed blissfully as she started up the coffee machine.
"I'll take that as a yes." Ruby smiled.
"What about you? Did you see your soulmate in your dreams again?" Yang teased.
Ruby's face brightened at the mention of her soulmate.
"Yes! I saw them! They were... they... they were like..." Ruby trailed off, "Aauugh, I can't remember." She groaned.
Yang laughed as she poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Maybe you should keep a journal by your bed. You know, write down what they look like when you wake up."
"Easy for you to say. You always have vivid dreams." Ruby whined.
Ruby was right. Her dreams often were very vivid, but not enough to the point where she can remember what that girl looks like.
"By the way, Blake called this morning. She needs your help at that book signing today. Moving books and stuff."
"Ok, are you coming too?" Yang asked.
"I'm helping out Penny with a science project." Ruby explained.
"Ooh, do you think you two have... chemistry?" Yang teased again.
"YYAAAANNNGGG!" Ruby whined. A blush adorning her face.
Yang laughed. It was always easy to tease Ruby, and always funny. Yang downed her coffee, and put her mug in the sink.
"Alright, I'm gonna get going. Have fun on your date, Rubes."
With that, Yang left before her sister could try to hit her.
Weiss woke with a start. Gasping for air, she remembered where she was. She was alone in her too large penthouse apartment. She almost choked on the stale smell of the room. The expensive silk sheets felt rough on Weiss' skin. The dull silence was maddening.
Weiss began to sob. She held her hands to her face, but the tears wouldn't stop coming. She had that dream again. It was the same dream she had most nights. That dream as it is, Weiss would probably say is the best part of her life right now. Now that she was awake, there was no chance she'd be able to go back to sleep and go back to dreaming. For someone as well off as her, Weiss was miserable.
After getting up and washing herself came the hardest part of her day.
Applying her makeup.
She hated this. She could hardly look at herself without thinking of how ugly she was. Many told her otherwise, but that's because she'd cover up the large scar over her left eye. Weiss thought that the scar made her hideous. No one would love her with something so unsightly marking her face. Or at least, that's what her sister always told her. Weiss believed it.
Weiss skipped breakfast. She could just pick up a cup of coffee on her way to work, and that'd be good enough. Walking along the busy streets of Vytal reminded her of her blissful dream. In her dream she's happy. She's really happy. There's a girl there with her, and she's tall and strong, and she reminds Weiss of fire. She kept Weiss warm in her dreams, and she made Weiss happy. Oh how Weiss wished that girl would be real. But Weiss knows that dreams and reality are two separate things.
So focused on her dream, Weiss walked right into someone. Her coffee spilling all over her.
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't…" They said before stopping themself.
Weiss looked up at the person she walked into. It was a girl with long blonde hair. She had a muscular build. The girl was now staring at her incredulously. Weiss would almost ask what was wrong if her coffee hadn't just stained almost the entire front of her outfit.
"Watch where you're going, you imbecile!" Weiss shouted.
"Sorry, I'm Yang." Yang calmly introduced herself.
"I don't care. Because of you, I have to go home and get changed, and won't have time to get another cup of coffee before work-"
"Are you okay." Yang asked.
Weiss hadn't realized it, but she had started tearing up.
"Of course not! You've ruined my morning schedule, which will make the rest of my day hell!" Weiss yelled.
Yang reached in her pocket and pulled out a few lien. Counting it up, she looked back to Weiss.
"I have enough lien on hand for a coffee. If you want I could pick one up for you."
Weiss was stunned. She hadn't expected Yang to offer that. Weiss had been just yelling at her on a public sidewalk. So why was Yang being so nice?
"Alright. Fine. If that's what you want to do then I won't stop you." Weiss said.
"Here, give me your number so that you can pick up the coffee when you're ready." Yang offered.
They exchanged numbers, and Weiss was ready to head back home. Yang however did something that surprised Weiss. Yang hugged her. The hug was surprising enough, but Weiss was more surprised at how warm Yang was. Like the girl in her dreams. It must be a coincidence, Weiss thought. After all, there's no way the girl of her dreams could be real right?
"Why did you hug me?" Weiss asked.
"I just… I felt like you needed a hug." Yang answered. "Anyway, I'll go get your coffee now. See ya soon." Yang said cheerfully.
"... Thanks." Weiss nearly whispered in response after Yang had walked away. Weiss took a moment before heading back to her apartment.
"She can't be it." Weiss tried to convince herself. "She's not tall enough." She tried to reason.
Meanwhile Yang had called Blake.
"Blake I'm telling you. She's the one, I just know it… Well no, I didn't see the scar, but maybe that detail was wrong. Or maybe the scar is somewhere I couldn't see on her… Just trust me on this. I can tell. She's the girl of my dreams."
(A/N: I got inspired by Todd's AU post about seeing you seeing your soul mate in your dreams. It's a really interesting idea, and I have some more ideas on Yang and Weiss' relationship. I also have some ideas on some Weiss angst I want to do. So I'm probably going to write more for this. This felt like a good place to stop though.)
