Ch. 1: Party Planners
Merry Christmas Jill! I hope you enjoy the gift left by your Secret Santa! Enjoy this little 3-chapter story.
The college experience differed for everyone. Sometimes it was about new journeys, sometimes about continuing on an old one, sometimes both. The experience that you get there, you're intended to carry with you for a lifetime. For four friends, it was a strong combination of everything.
Weiss Schnee, Pyrrha Nikos, Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiao Long all came to Beacon Academy with clear goals. Pyrrha and Yang were all coming in with athletic scholarships while Blake and Weiss both had academic scholarships and Pyrrha also had an academic scholarship to accompany her athletic one. Coming in, nobody knew each other, nobody was even in the same major.
Pyrrha and Yang met each other through being the two star recruits on the volleyball team. Pyrrha recognized Yang first and immediately introduced herself as warmly as she could. She wanted to make sure she had a friend, someone so that she wouldn't be as isolated as in high school from the rest of her team. Yang accepted immediately, just looking to have as many friends as she could. From there, a bond got to grow between the two of them.
In their first year of college, the four of them all got placed in general courses that weren't related to their majors. Weiss and Pyrrha were in the same first year English course while Blake and Yang shared the same history course. Weiss and Pyrrha got paired together for a project and Blake and Yang shared the same fate.
Weiss and Pyrrha found that creating a plan for them was easy enough, but coming up with a plan that both of them could follow was difficult. It took a lot of discussion, sometimes a bit of arguing, but eventually they worked out enough to come together to put a great project forth.
For Blake and Yang, it was a different issue. Yang wanted to do too much and Blake wanted to keep it realistic for what they could do. Blake figured out right away that she had too much ambition and it probably impeded on what she actually did do.
Year one went by, Weiss and Blake were eventually introduced to each other through some small volleyball events that Pyrrha and Yang dragged them to. They bonded initially around how Pyrrha and Yang left them to socialize, but eventually it grew for them as friends as well.
During their second year, the four of them agreed to move into an apartment together. Within that time, the duos of Pyrrha and Weiss as well as Blake and Yang bonded very quickly, growing extremely close. After a few months, Pyrrha asked Weiss out to lunch, an offer that Weiss very promptly accepted. A week later, Yang felt inspired to ask Blake out for coffee. This first try didn't go nearly as smooth, but Yang eventually convinced Blake to grab that cup of coffee. It was a decision that Blake wouldn't regret.
Now here they were, in the midst of their third year, happy couples and good friends. It was an experience none of them could've predicted going into college but one that they were immensely grateful for.
This time of year was time for the end of the season volleyball party. This year the team had won the championship and Pyrrha was asked to plan the event. Almost immediately, Weiss asked to assist. Weiss loved planning things out, she wouldn't miss the chance to do so with Pyrrha.
"What about some fancier lights?" Weiss asked while reading over the notes they had up to this point. There was a German accent in her voice, a sign of her upbringing and native language. She was dressed in as casual of attire as she ever was, a white jacket and a white skirt. Her hair was drawn back in a ponytail and her shoes were off so she could sit in comfort on the chair in the corner of their apartment.
"Weiss, this isn't a formal event," Pyrrha said for the thousandth time that day. She was wearing a Beacon Volleyball t-shirt with brown and gold pants to accompany it. She had her hair flowing completely free while sitting on her bed.
"I know," Weiss said. "But I thought that perhaps some more elegant lights would elevate the presentation of the place." She looked up with as wide of a smile as she could just to be met with Pyrrha trying to stifle a laugh.
"No," she said. "But good try." Weiss let out a little huff and looked back over her list.
"What about beverages?" Weiss asked. "Have any thoughts about those?"
"We'll bring punch," Pyrrha assured her. "I'm sure somebody will bring alcohol for those who want it. Coach Goodwitch said she doesn't want that on our budget but if somebody else brings it, it's fine."
"Any Crush for Yang?"
"Well I can only assume she's bringing Blake." Weiss sighed and Pyrrha let out a chuckle. "We can also get some sodas, including Crush for Yang." Weiss nodded and looked back down. She started to go back through piece by piece, but not to her surprise the diligence of both of them had already caught most of it.
"How about dancing?" Pyrrha said. This caught Weiss off guard and she looked up at Pyrrha again.
"I thought this wasn't a formal event?" She said.
"No, but I think that a spot to dance would be something that everyone would enjoy." Weiss looked back down at her notes, feeling very confused.
"There will be space to dance. I don't understand why you keep-,"
"What about planning our dance?" Pyrrha asked. Weiss looked up and saw Pyrrha leaning over her. She realized that somehow Pyrrha managed to go from her bed to Weiss in a matter of a few moments. Weiss turned away from eye to eye contact, trying as hard as she could to hide to her blush.
"Very smooth, Nikos," Weiss muttered, weakly attempting to hide how flustered she was. Pyrrha laughed again and kissed Weiss on the forehead, causing her to change to an even deeper shade of red.
"Come on Weiss," Pyrrha said. "You love romantic gestures." Weiss sighed and met Pyrrha's eyes, letting a warm smile embrace her still red face.
"I imagine our dance will go like everything else has," Weiss began. "You'll offer me your hand." Pyrrha leaned away from Weiss and extended an arm. Weiss set aside her notes and took Pyrrha's hand with mock reluctance and let Pyrrha bring her to her feet. "Then you'll initiate vocally or physically." Pyrrha put her hand on Weiss' hip and brought both of their arms out to the side. "And the rest is whatever we feel like it should be."
"Like when I first asked you out?" Pyrrha asked. "And you tripped over yourself to say yes?"
"I did not!" Weiss spluttered. Pyrrha smiled as Weiss broke her composure. Pyrrha really didn't try to but so often Weiss broke composure from what Pyrrha said or did. Weiss tried to recover and took in a deep breath. "I was not 'tripping over myself' to say yes."
"I barely got the words out before you immediately said, 'YesIWouldLoveTo.' Seems like-" Pyrrha pulled Weiss closer to her. "That you had put a lot of thought into wanting me to ask you out."
"Iiiiiiiiiiii was merely considering ways to avoid being asked out by Jaune," Weiss said, trying to save face. "He'd already asked me out once and you seemed like as good of opti-." Pyrrha broke out into her warm and full laugh, immediately ceasing all of the words coming out of Weiss' mouth.
"Weiss we're dating now. You don't have to say things about how you weren't attracted to me."
"Well can you blame you me?" Weiss was back to blushing a little bit. "You're… You."
"And some would say that I was the one who got lucky in this relationship," Pyrrha said.
"Jaune does not count as 'some.'"
"Oh he's not too broken up about how things played out for him. Him and Neptune couldn't be happier together." Weiss laughed and nodded, thinking about their other friends.
"That is true." Weiss stared into Pyrrha's eyes and felt welcome and safe. Having Pyrrha hold her while Weiss could stare into her brilliant green eyes was one of Weiss' favorite things.
"You are wrong about one thing," Pyrrha said.
"And what is that?" Weiss asked, ready to be humored.
"I didn't make every first move." Weiss stopped, feeling confused for a moment.
"When did I-?" Pyrrha cut her off by kissing her. Weiss stopped, letting herself enjoy this surprise. Pyrrha pulled back and looked Weiss in the eyes.
"Do you remember the first one of those?" Weiss paused before her mind was flooded with the memory of their first kiss.
It was the fifth date for Pyrrha and Weiss and things had been progressing well for the two of them. With the more they came to learn about each other, the more affection they felt.
For this date, Pyrrha finally caved and let Weiss do something she had been asking to do since after the first date. Weiss planned, arranged and paid for the date.
Being a Schnee, Weiss had a lot of things that came with her no matter what. Most of them negative, the Schnee Electronics Company had a lot of question marks about the work force and many other aspects of them. Weiss had always tried her hardest to be separate from that while not completely detached like her sister, Winter.
The only thing that ever really benefited Weiss was the finances that came from being a Schnee. She wanted to use it to spoil the people closest to her, most notably Pyrrha, but Pyrrha had been stubborn and strong willed up to that point. It took a lot of gradual whittling, but Weiss eventually got through to her and brought her out for a nice dinner.
The night was memorable for Pyrrha. She rarely got to eat out at a restaurant as nice as the one Weiss had brought her too. She hadn't gone to one since before college. Now she got to see Weiss going the extra mile to treat her well, to give her something that Weiss thought she deserved. That alone made the night something meaningful to her, but then Weiss herself really put forth even more effort towards conversing with Pyrrha, towards sharing jokes, sharing smiles, sharing stories. It meant more to her than Weiss could realize.
After food, Weiss and Pyrrha went back to their apartment. Wanting to show her appreciation a little bit more, Pyrrha stopped Weiss right outside the front door.
"Thank you," Pyrrha said. "For giving me such a wonderful and memorable night, Weiss."
"Of course," Weiss said. "You gave me my opportunity to finally spoil you like I think you deserve." Pyrrha laughed, something she was so prone to doing and something that Weiss adored.
"I'll try not to make a habit of it for you."
"Well I'm going to make a habit of it as often as I think you deserve, Pyrrha." Weiss grabbed onto Pyrrha's arms and propped herself a little taller. "Which is going to be often, I swear it to you."
Weiss never would remember exactly as to why she got so into the moment and so suddenly inspired, but something just struck her in that exact moment. Without putting another thought into it, Weiss pulled herself up and Pyrrha down, with their mouths meeting in the middle for a kiss.
This was the first kiss that the two of them had with each other. The two of them felt cared for and were overwhelmed with happiness.
After the kiss, both of them stopped and stared at each other. They drew even breaths, unsure of where to go with their words next. Finally a small, mischievous smile crept up on Weiss' face.
"Or I can spoil you with things like that," Weiss said. "Either or, I have no direct preference."
"That I'll allow," Pyrrha said. She smiled and stood up a little taller and at the same time lowered Weiss a little bit. "Next time, I think I'll just lean for you." Weiss put on a small mock pout, but couldn't maintain for very long before she smiled at the moment they just shared.
"I'll look forward to that."
"I guess I did initiate," Weiss said.
"And I won't let you forget that," Pyrrha said. She let go of Weiss and laid down on the bed. Weiss grabbed her notes from the chair and laid down in front of Pyrrha. Taking the hint, Pyrrha put her arms around Weiss and pulled her in close. Weiss propped up her notes so that they were visible to both herself and Pyrrha at the same time and started to look over them again.
"Only you could want to look over notes while doing this," Pyrrha said.
"I was merely seeking the most desirable way to read these notes," Weiss said. "Plus, now we can both see them." Pyrrha sighed and pulled her head up a little further.
"You had dancing written on your notes," Pyrrha said. "You actually had something planned out."
"It was more like reminding myself that we had plenty of space, thank you very much," Weiss countered, shifting slightly.
"I know but you seemed so shocked at my dancing suggestion, I just assumed your notes maybe had an exclusion." Weiss let out a little indignant huff in response to her notes being suggested as missing something and Pyrrha laughed. She kissed the top of Weiss' head.
Both Weiss and Pyrrha read over the notes in silence, noting how well they had covered everything up to this point. Very little went past the careful preparation from the both of them.
"That's mostly everything we have to cover," Weiss finally said. "I can't think of anything else other than figuring out how we get everything."
"Coach said she'd handle that," Pyrrha said. "So I believe that this means," Pyrrha kissed the top of Weiss' head, "that the evening is left up to us."
"I have homework to do," Weiss said. She looked down at Pyrrha's arms and saw that they weren't moving to let her go. She briefly considered breaking out of the grip. Ultimately, she just smiled and closed her eyes.
"I suppose I can wait a little bit longer," Weiss said. She turned towards Pyrrha and gave her a kiss. "You're worth it." Pyrrha smiled and pulled Weiss back in for a second kiss.
"As are you," Pyrrha said softly.
