Note: This chapter is a follow up to Experience Counts (Chapter 1)

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Experience Has To Come From Somewhere

Blake glanced up from her book at the irate young woman in front of her. "Ruby, could you please not point your scythe at me."

Ruby did not stop pointing her scythe at Blake. On the contrary, she brandished it even more menacingly than before. Her voice, when she spoke, was quiet but filled with menace. It was actually mildly terrifying. "Were you the one who taught Weiss how to kiss?"

"Oh." Blake looked back down at her book. "Is that what this is about?"

Ruby's scythe inched closer to her throat, and Blake gave a long, drawn out sigh. Was this really her reward for doing a good deed? Then again, she'd never thought that Ruby, of all people, would be so possessive. It was rather adorable – at least it would have been if Ruby hadn't been threatening to kill her. Plus, it was almost impossible to read her book with a scythe in the way.

"Ruby –"

"Blake, I challenge you to a duel for Weiss!"

Now that got Blake's attention.

"Are you serious?" Blake felt a headache coming on. "Ruby?"

Ruby nodded firmly. "I'm not sharing Weiss with anyone! Meet me on the roof in three hours… or else."

"Or else what?"

Ruby spluttered for a few moments. Clearly, she hadn't thought this through. "Or… or… or else." And with that she stomped out of the room, a scowl on her face.

Again, it would have been utterly adorable if it hadn't been for the look of pure murder on Ruby's face. Good grief, this couldn't end well. Naturally, Yang chose that exact moment to enter the room. Knowing the blonde, she'd probably been listening through the door to the whole horrible exchange.

"Your sister just challenged me to a duel for Weiss." Blake shook her head in disbelief. "I think she really wants to kill me."

"Yeah, probably." Yang shrugged. "Ruby can be pretty possessive sometimes. Like, there was this one time when we were little. I tried to take one of her strawberries. She almost bit my hand off.

Blake winced. She quite liked Yang's hands – especially what they could do when given the correct incentive. "You didn't think it might have been a good idea to warn me about your sister's inner homicidal maniac before I agreed to help Weiss with her… concerns?"

"Blake, she carries around a giant scythe that is also a gun. Did I really have to tell you that she might – maybe – be a little too happy killing things?"

"Point taken." Blake raised one eyebrow. "And what about you? You're not upset that I kissed Weiss? You're not going to go off and murder her are you?"

"Oh, please. Weiss needs all the help she can get. Besides, if I thought that Weiss was really after you, I'd have dealt with her already." Yang's sunny smile was equal parts thrilling and terrifying. "I'm very good with a shovel."

"Seriously?" Blake gaped.

"Yeah." Yang sauntered over and pushed Blake onto the bed. "Now, we've got a couple of hours to ourselves while Ruby plots your horrible death. Want to make the most of them?"

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"Can someone please explain to me why I am tied to a pole?" Weiss growled.

Yang waggled one finger at her. "Quiet, Weiss. You're the damsel in distress, and Ruby is your beloved prince – well, princess – come to save you from the evil clutches of the villain."

"You're having way too much fun with this," Blake said. The murderous gleam in Ruby's eyes had gone from being fairly amusing to downright terrifying in the past few minutes. And had Crescent Rose always been that sharp? "Weiss, can you please talk some sense into Ruby?"

"I already tried." Weiss glared daggers at Yang. "But apparently somebody told her that we were engaged in a torrid love affair."

"Hey, I thought it would be funny." Yang grinned. "And Blake is pretty good at dodging."

"You're a jerk," Weiss said. "And when I get out of these ropes –"

"All right, you two." Yang calmly slipped a gag over Weiss's mouth. "Why don't you two get your duel started?"

Blake had exactly a quarter of a second to blink before Ruby crossed the gap between them. Crescent Rose flashed in the afternoon sun as the younger girl poured on every ounce of speed that she had. Luckily for the Faunus, Ruby was too angry to fight properly. Instead, her swings were wild and barely under control.

Blake ducked and dodged through Ruby's attacks before finally finding an opening. She jammed Gambol Shroud against Crescent Rose and twisted her wrist, yanking the scythe out of Ruby's hands. It twirled end over end before coming to a rest in the pole – just above Weiss's head.

"Mppphhh!"

"Relax," Yang said. "I would have moved you out of the way if I thought it was going to hit you."

Ruby glared. She was about to lunge at Blake when the Faunus's weapon darted out, Gambol Shroud's ribbon tangling around her legs and tripping her over. Blake stood over her, eyes narrowed.

"Ruby, calm down. The only reason that Weiss came to me in the first place was because she wanted to know what to do if she got the chance to kiss you." Blake frowned at Yang. "There was no torrid love affair. She was doing it for you."

"Oh." Ruby went limp. "Why didn't you say that earlier?"

Blake was very tempted to point out that Ruby had not been in the mood for anything even vaguely approaching rational discourse. However, it was probably better to let bygones be bygones. With another sigh, she untied Ruby and settled for the conciliatory approach.

"Just get over there and untie Weiss, so that she can beat up Yang."

Ruby did, indeed, go over there and get Weiss untied. And Weiss did indeed try to beat up Yang, which was easier said than done with Ruby holding onto her.

"Blake, help!" Yang shouted as Weiss finally managed to pin her down, Ruby wrapped around her. "Help."

Blake rolled her eyes. Oh no. The last time she'd helped someone, a murderous, lovesick scythe-wielder had gone after her. Yang was on her own.

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Author's Notes

As always, I do not own RWBY. I'm not making any money off of this either.

Well, Weiss had to learn from somewhere, right?

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