Author's Note: Howdy, boys and girls! This is my first submission to FanFiction, but certainly not my first time around the block. I wasn't entirely sure where this fic was going when I started it, so I hope it doesn't show too much. I know that no one really reads these things, so I'll try to keep the notes to a minimum, but I just wanted to lay some ground rules. Firstly, I welcome criticism. Really, I do. Just please don't be mean about it. I already beat myself up over the stuff that I write, so I don't need your help to tell me I suck. Honestly, though, please let me know if something doesn't seem right. I'd be happy to discuss it with you and make the appropriate revisions. Secondly, this is in U.K. English. Sorry. That means a "y" in "pyjamas", an "i" in "aluminium", and "u"s in pretty much every word with an "o". Fair warning. Finally, please tell me if any specific part of this story seems too much like any other Fan Fictions. I tend to draw inspiration from my fellow writers, but I would never want to rip them off. I'm not in the practice of plagiarizing, just... ...stealing. Yeah, that's the word. Stealing. Seriously though, I don't want to ride on anyone's coattails, so please let me know if I unintentionally copied someone else's work. (However, please note that if I haven't read the fic you cite, I'm not changing anything. I'm not going to make rewrites because of coincidences, I'm only going to fix things that may seem too closely related to something I've actually read before.) I will be uploading chapters sporadically as I feel comfortable with them. Don't worry, I'm several chapters ahead at this point, I just want to be sure I'm done revising them before I continue to make them public. Anyway, without further ado: Chapter One, everybody!

Sunlight streamed through a crack between the curtains, hitting Weiss' face directly. Her eyelids fluttered open and darted to the wall clock that hung above the door. Six-thirty a.m. Although it was only a Saturday, Weiss still felt the need to get up early and make herself look presentable before the day began. She gently rose from her bed, delicately placing her bare feet on the floor. She stood up, careful not to hit her head on the bunk above where her teammate Ruby was gently snoring. She glanced at the other set of bunk beds where Yang and Blake slept. The bottom bunk was empty. Blake was a well-known early riser; she must already be up, most likely scaling a wall or tower to find a good place for reading. Weiss shook her head. How no one had realized Blake was a Faunus was beyond her. Now that they knew, her every behaviour was obviously catlike.

Weiss stepped into Team RWBY's washroom and flicked on the lights. Peering into the mirror, her fingers traced the jagged scar over her left eye. It was the only blemish on an otherwise flawless appearance. Scratch that- almost flawless. There was a small pimple directly in the centre of her forehead. Simply unacceptable. She immediately put an end to its pathetic lifespan with a good squeeze. She reached for her assigned drawer under the sink and retrieved her canister of pimple cream. When she decided that the blemish had been satisfactorily smothered, she placed the canister back in its place in the drawer and stripped off her pyjamas. As they travelled down the laundry chute, she again glanced at herself in the mirror. Years of corsets and warrior training had whittled her waist down to a princess-perfect figure, although she wished her chest carried a bit more weight. Despite being two years younger, Ruby was quickly catching up with her, and her sister Yang was downright bodacious. She wasn't bitter, though. Weiss wouldn't allow herself to be shallow enough to be jealous of others' appearances.

Removing the thought from her mind, she stepped into the shower and let the hot water run down her shoulders. Instinctively grabbing the bottle to her right, she began to shampoo her hair. Immediately, she realized her mistake. Rather than her signature vanilla-peppermint blend, the shampoo was scented like strawberries. Curses! This was Ruby's shampoo. How many times had Weiss told her not to put the bottles next to each other? She reached for her own to correct the mistake, and then stopped. As much as she loved her usual scent, she found Ruby's… pleasurable, almost intoxicating. The scent of strawberries was strong upon her, and she was reluctant to let it go. She decided to leave her hair the way it was for the day. Instead, she began to lather her skin with the expensive soaps she had sent to her at Beacon. A strange feeling swelled up inside her. Usually, Weiss kept her musicality private; she was too embarrassed to sing in public. But today, she decided to partake in the penultimate human pastime: singing in the shower.

Ruby awoke to what she originally thought to be a songbird. The curtains were wide open, and Yang was swooping about the room, straightening up her belongings and dusting the sparse furniture. Ruby turned her head to better hear the music that emanated from the next room. It was as if an angel were singing, letting melodious notes flow from the heavens into Ruby's ears.

Yang noticed that she was awake and traced the centre of her attention. Quietly, she stepped over to Ruby's bed and placed a finger to her lips, signalling that she keep silent.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" she whispered.

Ruby simply nodded in agreement, her eyes wide with wonder. Yang helped her down from the top bunk so as not to disturb the vocalist in the washroom. Ruby began to gather her belongings and clothes.

"Is it all right if I shower next?" she quietly asked her sister.

Yang nodded. "No problem."

Not long after, Weiss emerged from the washroom wrapped in a towel, still faintly humming the tune.

"Good morning, Weiss." Ruby greeted her.

"Good morning, Ruby." Weiss replied cheerfully.

As the two brushed past each other, Ruby caught the heiress's new scent.

"Weiss…" Ruby called out unconsciously.

"Yes, Ruby?" Weiss asked, kindly.

"You… You smell really nice." Ruby said, hanging her head to hide the deep scarlet blush that adorned her face.

Weiss turned a bit pink as well. "Thank you." She replied. The two parted ways, Ruby entering the bathroom and Weiss retrieving her clothes from the dresser.

Ruby stood underneath the shower head, letting the cold water hit her. Why had she acted so weird around Weiss? It wasn't like they hadn't known each other long, Weiss was her best friend. They slept together, ate together, trained together, and studied for their classes together. There was nothing between them to induce such awkwardness. It was just… Weiss had smelled...

So.

Darned.

Good.

Strawberries. Ruby loved strawberries. They were her favourite food, surpassing even cookies and various pastries. And her singing, oh Goddess her singing. It was more beautiful than Ruby could have ever imagined. A chorus of angels would have turned green with envy to hear Weiss sing.

Ruby pushed the thought from her mind and reached for her bottle of shampoo, still resting next to Weiss's. Ruby stopped for a moment. A devious smile crept across her face. So Weiss was going to trip her up by using her shampoo, huh? Well two could play at that game.

Weiss was busy making her bed when Ruby entered the room, wrapped in a towel of her own that bore the red Rose family crest. She was careful to brush past Weiss a second time so that she could smell her new, stolen fragrance. Weiss blushed when she detected the vanilla-peppermint blend that she had grown so fond of, but said nothing. She simply continued to make her bed, taking care to tuck each corner carefully. She stepped back to gaze upon her handiwork. Perfect. No wrinkles.

Yang had finished making her bed and was strapping her Ember Celica to her wrists.

"Alright, girls," she called, "I'm running out to get a bite to eat. I'll be running errands until noon, so you probably won't see me until lunch. Play nice, stay safe, and come find me or Blake before you run off and do something crazy. And Ruby?"

"Yeah, sis?" Ruby replied, now fully dressed.

"Be sure to thank Weiss for making your bed for you." Yang smirked.

Ruby looked up. Her bed had indeed been made with perfect hospital corners.

"Alright, Dad." She snapped, sticking her tongue out as Yang left. "Thank you, Weiss." She added in a kinder tone.

"It was no trouble." Weiss said, smiling.

"So what have you got planned for today?" Ruby asked.

"I'm going to do some window shopping. I haven't spent any real money in a while." Weiss said. She paused for a moment, looking contemplative. "That sounded really arrogant, didn't it?" she asked.

"A little." Ruby answered, demonstrating the small amount with her thumb and forefinger.

"Oh well, I suppose it comes with being wealthy. Mother was never very good about teaching me to be humble. Would you care to accompany me, Ruby?" Weiss asked.

"I'd like that." Ruby replied.