Arctic Monkeys:
A/N:
I apologize for the OOC characters!, But, other than that, I hope you enjoy! I'm really sorry about the long, long, long, long wait for these chapters, however, I do have reasons! School work got in the way , and then when summer break came around, my laptop's charger decided to retire and not work, and I wasn't able to get a new one until recently! I'm really sorry!
If you are awaiting your request, don't worry! I'll get it done asap! Hopefully...
Anyways, this chapter was requested by AntonSlavik020, and therefore is dedicated to him/her as well!
I hope you guys enjoy the story!
She stepped out onto the small stage, elevated about five inches off of the wooden ground of the small bar. Perfect. An obscure bar for an obscure musician. The floorboards of the stage creaked ever so quietly under her weight as she made her way over to the mic, stomach in knots.
'You can do this, Weiss...!' She thought to herself, gulping down the dryness in her throat.
A white, ethereal glow seemed to surround her as she gripped the mic with both of her pale, shaky hands. The sweat on her forehead was aparent if you were to sit in the few front seats. She wiped the beads of liquid salt from her pale skin and took a deep breath in.
"Mirror..." She mused. "Tell me something~" She continued.
The night was over before he knew it. The time flew by quickly when he was watching his favorite musician. For free, he might add. All in all, an amazing performance from an amazing singer trying to pull herself from the obscurity she faced and into the spotlight to become known.
"Wow..." Sun smiled. He clapped his hands together as the angelic figure took a bow. "Whoo!" He hollered, his face showcasing a broad smile.
"Thank you." Weiss Schnee directed to nobody in particular, catching the eye of a certain male faunus. Their eyes locked before she looked away, face reddened from her performance.
Weiss stayed on stage before briskly walking off, filled with confidence. Besides a couple stuttering here and there, and the somewhat shaky beginning, she thought she did great.
When she was on the ground and off of the stage, panic began to slowly take over her mind. "You know what? I was great. Nobody could probably tell that I messed up!" She whispered to herself, in an attempt to cheer herself up, which, happily, worked.
Her eyes scanned the crowd as some people began to leave, which was unsurprising to her. It was late anyways. Some even asked for autographs, much to Weiss's pleasure. Weiss thought realistically, and in her realistic-thinking mind, she wouldn't get much attention other than a few minutes of clapping or something else of some sort. She smiled. The small, organized line before her dwindled down as she signed the last person's autograph.
'I knew I was good! No, scratch that! I know that I am good! No past tense shenanigans here. If only dad and winter supported me...' Weiss thought as, suddenly, another person appeared in front of her.
"You know, I agree. You... You are an amazing singer!" A tall, blonde man stood before her, and gave her a wink.
"I-huh?" Her cheeks reddened, before she got a hold of herself and cleared her throat. "Oh. Did I say that aloud? My apologies... Don't worry about that last part." She crossed her arms, slightly narrowing her eyes at the male. She didn't like him, seeing the way he dressed, and the way he carried himself.
"So, what's a person like you doing here? You know this is a dangerous part of town, right?" The man said. Weiss closed her eyes for a moment.
Weiss knew. Oh, she knew. But this was the only place that she could get a gig at, and she'd never performed before, so she had no choice but to perform there. It was the only place that was looking to get a performer, and so she got paid and didn't have to pay a fee to even step foot on stage.
"Yes, I know." Weiss stated, opening her eyes, "But what's a little bit of danger going to do to me?" Her arms stayed crossed as she shifted her weight onto her other leg. "So... Do you want an autograph?" She asked.
"I mean, sure. But... I was looking for a little more than that... But maybe we can start out as friends. Just for your sake." He smiled, teasing her.
Weiss's cheeks and the tips of her ears glowed with a deep pink, the redness contrasting with her light blue and white attire. "W-Why you little!" Weiss unfolded her arms to slap him, but just before she reached contact with his face, he grabbed her wrists, gave her a quick kiss, chuckled, and then rushed out of the bar, glancing at her behind his shoulder just before he disappeared into the rather foggy night.
"HUMPH!" Weiss shrieked as she shook with anger. A ding, followed by a vibration was heard and then felt in her dress pocket.
Upon taking out her phone, she spotted a new text message from an unknown number. Curiosity bubbled deep within her, and she opened up the message. The anger still seeping out of her pores.
As she tapped the screen to open the message, her anger only increased with her curiosity. The ID at the top stated, "Sun," and the text beneath it stated, "That's what a little bit of danger can do to you ;)."