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I ask that you give me a feedback on this story since it is my first time writing one.. I'm a busy person, so I want to know if writing this story is worth the time and effort. I will be updating this story at random moments, also, it's rated T for Abuse and Language for now, may change later. Expect grammar mistakes, I didn't have a beta read it... If the story doesn't line up, sorry, if the characters are OOC, sorry.

Chapter 1

On her way back Yang stops at club Juniper to talk with her agent, and Sister, Ruby about her next fight. She was sitting in a corner and waved at Yang. As she sat down a waitress came to take their order.

"Il take some milk"

"Strawberry Sunrise, no ice, oh! And those little umbrellas!"

The waitress, who's nametag read 'Violet' smiled at Yang and left to fetch their drinks.

"So what's up sis?"

"Not much, Weiss is still on my back about last week... I was sure I put Zwei outside before leaving! Dunno why he peed on the carpet... Anyway, got your next gig. Wednesday night, next week, some place called 'From Dawn Till Dust'. Your fighting some guy called Mercury. He seems pretty tough, from what I heard. He uses his legs a lot so watch your stance."

"Hmmm.. Heard if him once.. I think.."

Her drink arrives and a voice speaks from behind her. Whistles and Catcalls where resounding everywhere. The voice sounded feminine, smooth. She turned around and stared awe at the girl on stage. She had long, wavy, jet black hair, looked around her age, but, what struck her most, were her eyes. Sharp, cat-like, and the most beautiful shade of Amber she's ever seen.

"Hello everyone, I'm Blake Belladonna. I will be your entertainment for the night."

More whistles. Ruby kept trying to get Yang's attention when Blake, accompanied by the smooth strumming of her deep purple guitar, was heard. Yang's heart stopped.

Everyday I wake up, everyday I wake up alone

Ruby herself stopped as she realized Yang was gone. Not GONE gone but she was staring at the girl on stage. Then the drum and electric guitar started. The smooth rhythm replaced with a much more rock sound, guitar now thrown over her shoulder, held by her yellow strap, she walked up to the standing microphone at the front of the stage.

Let me open up the discussion with, I'm not impressed with any mother fucking word I say

Ruby grimaced at the swear but brushed it off. Yang didn't mind, too busy with the sight before her.

See I lied that I cried when he came inside

And now I'm burning a highway to Hades

'God, just... Wow... She's beautiful, she's talented..' Yang thought, still staring. She knew it was creepy, but she beat up whoever had the guts to say it to her face.

Shut the fuck up!

When I'm trying to think

I got to keep my concentration, give me one more drink

And then I'll try to remember all the advice that my good book told me

The crowd stopped for a slit second, knowing what came next.

And all the lost souls say...

Yang's breath caught I her throat. The way her voice had dropped there set shivers down her spine.

Every day I wake up

Every day I wake up alone

(Kill me, just kill me)

Or get me out of the sun

After a few more verses she let go of the mic and sat back down. The crowd clapping as cheering on.

"Alright, this next one is a cover from Three Days Grace, Over and Over."

The strumming was hypnotizing, a small loop that was repeated a few times until it was topped by her voice.

I feel it everyday it's all the same

It brings me down but I'm the one to blame

I've tried everything to get away

So here I go again

Chasing you down again

People where rocking their body's to the slow rhythm.

Why do I do this?

Ruby saw it was getting late, she tapped Yang's shoulder but no response.

Over and over, over and over

I fall for you

Over and over, over and over

I try not to

She tapped again, nothing. She spined her around.

"Hello? Earth to Yang?"

She snapped out of her trance and looked at her sister.

"What?"

"It's getting late, let's go before Uncle Crow worries."

"Go on ahead, tell him il be home later"

"But.. Yang?"

She saw a strange look in her sisters eyes. Sighing she turned around.

"Don't be home too late though"

#Time Skip#

Blake slowly gathered her things backstage. She walked up to the owner.

"Hey Jaune. When's the next gig?"

Jaune turned to look at Blake.

"Nice show Blake! As always.. Same time next week. Here, what we agreed on."

He handed her an envelope.

"Thanks, see you next week, say hi to Pyrrha for me"

He looked at her with a smile.

"Why don't you stay a while? Pyrrha would be happy to see you!"

She looked at him with pained eyes.

"Sorry.. Rain check? I have lots of work to do, the apartment is a mess..."

He looked sad for a moment, Blake saw it, but soon had a smile.

"Okay, it's fine. Next time!"

"Yeah, see you then"

Blake made it to the back door, but little that she knew, on the other side Yang was leaning on the wall.

"Hey"

"AHH!"

Yang giggled a bit but froze when she saw Blake recovering from her fright and bent her knees, arms in front of her.

"Woah, calm down kitty! I'm just here to talk!"

Blake froze.

'Did she notice? No, impossible...'

She straightened up and looked at Yang with an emotionless face.

"Don't call me that, and what do your doing! Scaring me half to death! For all I know you could be a rapist!"

"Jeez calm down, didn't mean to scare you.."

Blake took in the sight of the girl, long Blond hair, tall, slim but with muscles, and her lilac eyes. All in all, beautiful. This girl was the one she felt staring at her during her show.

"The names Yang, you?"

"Blake"

"Wow, it really suits you. Just wanted to say how much I liked your show."

"Well, thank you Yang."

She smiled and it made Yang's heart soar. She gulped, her confidence built up was starting to backfire.

"So.. Uhm.. Could we talk more over.. Let's say.. Some coffee?"

Blake could sense Yang's nervousness. But still looked down. She couldn't.

"Sorry, I'm really busy.."

"Oh.. It's fine! Then is there some way I can contact you? Maybe we could reschedule?"

Blake looked around. Nothing.

"Yeah... Here. And I'm playing here again same time next week.. Soooo.."

She gave Yang a piece of paper with scribbles on it, but Yang could make out the numbers. She smiled. At least she got a shot.

"Yeah, sounds good. I like your voice. Your really good at playing instruments too."

"Thanks"

Blake felt something different with this girl, like she could actually enjoy herself.. Maybe- a loud honking was heard in the alley not far away.

"Shit, that's my ride. Sorry, see you again Yang."

"Uh, yeah! See you.. See you later!"

She made her way over to the car, a man, around her age, was in the drivers seat. His red and black hair spiked up, red and white glasses covered his eyes.

"Get in. Now"

Blake did not hesitate.