Tragedy of the Chessboard Ch. 2

New story name. I felt it was appropriate for the theme I was going to keep up.

He tipped out the ash from his cigar, and tossed it into the ash tray. He looked down at the map that was laid out in front of him, and groaned heavily. No matter what point he seemed to pick, those girls seemed to get to him quickly. Suddenly, he was struck with inspiration. He looked down at one of the points, and circled it. I may not be able to go undisturbed, he thought. But at the very least, I can prepare for their attacks. He picked up his cane, and went to report his findings.

Beacon Academy: Ozpin's Office

He sat down at his desk, and pulled out his scroll. He saw that he had already replied, and Ozpin had to smile.

Queen has pawns, again.

Ozpin put away the scroll, and moved the black queen in place of the pawn he had just moved. He looked over the board, and wondered what exactly the position was. His opponent was most certainly a worthy adversary, able to match him in terms of brains. But every man had their equal, and this game helped exercise his mind, prepare him for what was going on around him. He picked up the knight piece, and set it down.

Knight has rook

Team RWBY's Dorm

The four girls walked in, and tossed their items onto their beds. All four of them let out an audible groan from their day at Advanced Grimm Studies. None of them actually enjoyed that class, especially not with Port. He had a large personality, and he was a wonderful hunter, but he was too boisterous. It bothered all of the girls, and it made it difficult to maintain interest. Weiss pulled out her books to study, and Blake pulled out a book for pleasure. Yang checked over her hair for any imperfections, as such a thing simply would never stand with her. She was very self confident, and very rarely did anyone's opinion {outside of Ruby and Blake} matter to her. But there really was one thing that she cared for, and that was her beast of a mane. Ruby sat down on her bed, and waited for the perfect moment to intrude on Weiss' studies.

Weiss turned the page again, and groaned loudly. She had finished up studying, and that only ever meant one thing. Ruby's head slowly dropped down from her bunk, her eyes like an upside down gopher.

"Hey Weiss," she said. "What you doing?" Weiss sighed. She really did like Ruby, but the girl had developed a knack for getting under her skin.

"I'm studying," Weiss replied.

"That's not what it sounds like," Ruby replied. "Generally, that groan means you're done studying." Weiss groaned again. "And that means that I'm right, and you hate to admit it."

"You're not right," Weiss snapped. Ruby now jumped down from her bunk, and landed next to Weiss. Ruby curled up with the heiress, and wrapped her arms around her.

"Come on Weiss," Ruby begged. "You don't have to keep it up anymore." Weiss gave in, realizing, that not for the first time, Ruby would never give in. Weiss wrapped one arm around Weiss, and then used the other one to put away her book.

"Fine," Weiss said. "We can do this, for a little bit." Ruby rested her head on Weiss' chest, and felt her chest move up and down from the breathing. It slowly got heavier, and soon, both girls fell asleep.

Yang finally finished up her hair, and walked over to Ruby's bunk. She opened up her mouth, but quickly closed it at the sight in front of her. Ruby's head rested on Weiss' chest, while Weiss' rested on her head. Both girls were breathing heavily, and both of their eyes were closed. Yang allowed herself to smile. It was rare that they actually fell asleep, and it was always a heart warming sight for Yang. Yang grabbed the blankets, and pulled them over the two lovers.

"Sweet dreams baby sis," she whispered silently. Yang backed away, and looked over at Blake.

"No," Blake said immediately, never taking a moment to look up from her book.

"Come on Blakey," Yang said. "Please? I mean, Ruby and Weiss are doing it."

"Yang, I said no. That is my final answer."

"If you don't change your answer, I will start making cat puns." Blake looked up from her book, and her gaze narrowed.

"You wouldn't?" She asked fearfully.

"Oh, but I would kitty cat," Yang replied. Blake sighed, and put marked her page. She moved to the side, and Yang quickly pumped her fist in celebration, and jumped in next to Blake. Blake leaned her head on Yang's chest, for the reason of there being more cushion on Yang's chest then Blake's, and let Yang brush her hair back. Blake realized that she was enjoying herself, and she let out a small purr. Immediately, Blake realized why. She brought her gaze up, and saw her ribbon flying freely.

"Yang," Blake said.

"Oh come on," Yang said. "You purred, and that means you enjoyed it." Blake sighed, but it was one of happiness.

"Fine," she gave in. Yang continued to scratch her ears, and Blake let out another purr. Blake found her eyes drooping, and she tried to fight it. But it was almost to no use. Yang just had a way with her, her aura always emitting a warm field, the perfect level of warm. Blake wasn't burning up, but she felt safe, relaxed, feelings that only Yang could give her. Two years ago, Blake had been forced to confront her former partner, the results not being pleasant. She had been forced to kill him, and that was the day that Blake had completely broken down. She cried over his body, and she had never felt that alone in her life.

Her head had rested on his chest, as her tears fell over the newly opened wound in his body. She never wanted to kill him, but Adam left her no choice. Their relationship having been more then partners, but at times it seemed like so much more. But he had betrayed her. Plunged a dagger into her heart, and seemingly rip it out with his voice. She never thought that she could trust anyone again, but then a miracle happened. Yang wrapped her arms around Blake, and pulled her in close.

"Shhh," she had whispered. "It's okay, you'll be okay."

"He's gone," she had sobbed. "He was the best part of my life, and now he's gone."

"He can't be that anymore Blake, but you have other people to fill that void in your life. You have me." Yang had turned Blake's face into her own, and pulled her into a deep kiss. After pulling out, Blake faced her partner, the emotion on her face impossible to read, and impossible to describe. "I will always be there for you."

Blake snapped back to reality, and looked up at Yang.

"Blake?" Yang asked softly. "You're crying." Blake gently dabbed at her face, and brought her arms around Yang.

"I was just thinking of your promise," she said. "And wondering how true it was." Yang smiled, and brushed away Blake's hair.

"Hey, I haven't failed you yet, have I? And I promised you then, I never will fail you." She pulled Blake in for a kiss, the warmth being exchanged between their bodies comforting both of them considerably. When they pulled out, Yang went to leave. Blake pulled her back into the bed, and looked pleadingly at her.

"Please Yang," she said. "Don't go. I don't want you to go yet." Yang smiled, and curled up with Blake again.

"Anything for you, little kitty," Yang replied sweetly. Blake smiled, and pulled Yang close to her.

Unknown Location

She lit another ball of fire, and looked over the map that was handed to her. Everything about it made sense, and it fitted her style perfectly. The manipulation, the cruelty, the length off time it would take to pull this off. Everything about it screamed perfect, so perfect that something had to go wrong. But that was where her planning came into play. She wouldn't use her queen piece just yet, that would be saved in case step one faced worse results then before. No, nothing but pawns would be used for right now. And that suited both of them just fine.

End: Once again, I'm going to apologize for the length. It'll hopefully be soon when they can pick up in length, but I did warn you about the shipping in this. Questions, comments, follows, favorites, and feedback is greatly appreciated.