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May 13th: Soulmate AU

There is NO way it's her.

Yang shook her head as she left the changing room in her pajamas, her golden locks flowing out behind her as she walked back to the main hall. Ever since she'd gotten the Schnee Dust Company's snowflake on her wrist as her soulmate mark, she was frustrated that the universe had decided to link her fate to the most stuck-up family on Remnant. She'd hoped beyond reason that maybe her soulmate would be the nicest member of their family, but if the others were even half as mean as this Weiss chick, she was screwed regardless.

The blonde walked out into the enormous ballroom, finding her younger sister scribbling something out in her notepad. She was able to pick out a few words: Exhausting, crazy, exciting…

…JERK…

That has to be about Weiss. And I'd have to agree.

After what could only have been the worst first impression in history, the white-haired young lady had taken every measure to pick on Ruby, and anyone who picked on Ruby was automatically an enemy of Yang. She gritted her teeth.

All because she accidently knocked over her luggage? What an absolute, self-absorbed little brat-

"Uh, Yang, what's wrong?"

"Huh? Whaddaya mean, Rubes?"

"I mean… you seem to be strangling your pillow."

The brawler looked down at her hands and, sure enough, she was practically pulling apart her poor feathery headrest at the seams.

She dropped the pillow back on her sleeping bag, surprised at her sudden rage. Part of her wondered how hard she would snap at the princess if she saw her again that night.

Ugh. Hopefully, I don't have to for a long, LONG time.

Deciding to change the subject on her mind before she started fuming again, Yang looked over at her sister. "So, did you figure out who your soulmate is yet?"

"No, not yet." The red-haired girl looked down at her wrist, rubbing the small symbol on it slowly. A circle pierced by an arrow; neither of them could figure out who it could be for, though it certainly hadn't been any of her friends from her old school, as they'd all checked and none had a symbol with any sort of rose on theirs.

Who knows, maybe her sister's soulmate was sleeping in the exact same room.

Ruby let out a long sigh before dropping her pencil. "I'm gonna go get some water. Be right back." Getting up, she padded off towards the entrance. Halfway there, she tripped over someone's backpack and landed smack on the floor before being helped up by a kind red-haired girl with a ponytail and a golden tiara.

Yang rolled over onto her back, stomach still turning. Adjusting herself again, she caught sight of a shine of blue.

Weiss was sitting, hugging her knees, only a few spots away from the sisters' bedrolls. The girl had her hair down and was adorned by a simple blue nightgown.

The brawler rolled her eyes at her luck, though was surprised to notice the smaller girl look at her own wrist and back up a few times, with an amusing amount of shock on her face that the blonde secretly hoped would make her go away.

Then it hit her.

Weiss was looking at HER OWN SOULMATE MARK.

Is it- It can't, but- I mean-

Suddenly, Yang's heart sped up. She'd been prepared to deal with any combat situation and she'd had her fair share of romantic expeditions in the past, but the idea of meeting her soulmate after almost ripping apart a pillow because of her thoughts of them became deeply concerning.

The only thing that was relaxing about this was that Weiss looked FAR more terrified than she felt.

As the blonde calmed down, she realized that she was starting to get up. Hesitating, her brain quickly ran through how to approach the snow-haired girl. If she got up too quickly or deliberately, she might scare her off, but if she got up too slowly, it might cause Weiss to get suspicious of her intentions and make things even harder to hit off.

You sure you're not just overthinking this?

Working her confidence back into her mind, she stood fully up and started stretching, deliberately avoiding focusing on anything in particular. After a minute or so, feeling that the other girl had had time to calm down sufficiently, she turned her way and bent down to her toes, purposefully giving her likely soulmate a full view of her cleavage squeezed in her orange tank-top.

After holding the position for a few seconds, she looked up innocently.

Weiss sat there, staring for a few more seconds before noticing her lilac eyes. Her own blue orbs flew open and she turned her head in a completely different direction with as much subtlety as a Beowulf crashing through a wedding.

A smirk worked its way across Yang's face. Glad to see that trick still works.

Padding over before the heiress could realize, she sat down cross-legged in front of her. "Hey. Noticed you were staring."

She didn't think it was possible for someone to have a complexion deeper red than Ruby's cloak, but lo and behold.

"Hey, don't worry about it. It's fine." She let out a chuckle, moving her hand forward to try and take one of the white strands in her hand. "I'm not the only beautiful one here, if you know what I, uh…"

The white-haired girl reeled back from her hand with barely concealed terror.

Any lingering ire dissipated as it sunk in how little she actually knew about the girl. Her normal approach of being upfront and forward always let her take control of the situation, but here, an over-the-top, make-'em-blush-madly approach obviously wasn't going to work when dealing with this girl on such an important and fragile subject like soulmates.

Then let's try a different approach.

Yang brought her arms back over her chest, hiding the view subtly to keep the other girl from getting too flustered. Carefully choosing her next words, she decided to ease her way in without jumping the gun. "So, are you enjoying Beacon so far?"

Weiss kept looking down between her knees, clear mortification written across her face and not daring to move or even breathe. Cursing her luck silently, Yang waited, moving her body into a far more relaxed position to try and convey that she wasn't going to do anything else sneaky. Finally, the princess slowly unraveled herself, looking up with an extremely nervous expression. "Uh, well, I'm… not really having a great first day."

"Yeah, neither is my sister." The blonde smirked. "Some crabby girl yelled at her because she accidentally tripped over her luggage."

The other girl retreated into herself once again, which instantly worried the brawler, but then she spoke up. "That's not-! I… I mean, she ended up blowing a hole in the cliff! That should be enough to show how dangerous it was!"

"Maybe that was because of the crabby girl yelling at her and throwing dust around." The blonde suggested, sticking out her tongue.

Carefully, Yang started shifting her hand towards the heiress's own.

The stubborn blue glare was held for a few more seconds before it fell away. "I- fine, I guess I… I was a little bit too harsh."

Weiss let out a cute little squeak, looking down as her hand was taken gently by the larger girl.

"Hey, don't worry too much. Everyone messes up; like I said before, you guys just need to start off on the right foot." Yang gave off a bright smile as the heiress looked back up. "You just need to have... sympathy, I guess. Or was it empathy?" Her lilac eyes looked off for a second before returning to blue. "Which one was empathy, again?"

At that, Weiss let a small smile fall across her lips. "I believe it is empathy. Being able to relate to other's feelings." At that, she flushed, but didn't turn her head away this time, only letting her eyes shift away.

"Say, uh, can I see your soulmate mark?"

…

"Do we really need to check? I KNOW that it's you."

A bit of Pyrruby as well, because why not? I'd have written Ruby's soulmate as Blake if I knew how to pair Blake with anyone but Weiss :P