Prompt: I was hired to walk up to you and kiss you in public for the paparazzi and I only did it because I'm broke but you are a good person and a good kisser I'm so sorry
Pairing: Monochrome


The blinding lights of camera flashes mixed with the reverberating sounds of hundreds of paparazzi yelling made Weiss' head spin. The limo had barely parked in front of the hotel and all she was supposed to do was walk literally nothing more than 5 meters to get to the door, but the crowd around the car managed to build a wall so thick that she could barely get out.

"This is insane, I just want to sleep." Weiss sighed to the bodyguard near her while mentally preparing herself to get out of the vehicle.

"Well, it's not like we weren't expecting that after yesterday's interview," Pyrrha adjusted her suit and tie to make sure she was presentable. Even if she was merely a bodyguard and none of those people were there to pay attention to her, she still was accompanying Weiss Schnee, and had to look good for the most part of her job. "You did say you rather not talk about your love life in public, which implies that you have one. The paparazzi will be all over that, now."

"Thank you for reminding me that my love life sucks," Weiss rolled her eyes, but was too tired to argue. "Let's just go, a comfortable bed is waiting for me on the other side of this hell."

"As you wish, Miss Schnee." And with a playful smile, Pyrrha slammed open the limo door, yelling back and ordering everyone to move out of the way. Weiss put on her sunglasses and finally got out, looking down while holding Pyrhha's hand for balance. The bodyguard was hard to ignore as she shouldered hard dozens of cameras and microphones out of their path. Being tall and bulky also helped intimidate the more pesky ones, and in a few minutes Weiss was out of there. The hotel entrance was a top a set of stairs, but no paparazzi was allowed to climb up, making it easy for Weiss to breathe while walking in its direction.

"Miss Schnee, is it true that your secret lover works at retail?"

"What can you tell us about him?"

"There were rumors you were holding hands with Neptune Vasilias on the beach two weeks ago, can you confirm that for us?"

Weiss tried to ignore the questions, she really did, but some of their voices were louder than her common sense. Frowning and turning around on her heels, she took off her sunglasses and shot a killing stare down at the cameras. "None of this is true!"

Pyrrha's bodyguard senses kicked in and she grabbed her wrist. "Don't. It's not worth your time."

"First of all," But it was too late. Weiss Schnee was tired and cranky, a combination that never went well. She also knew that those rats would chase her endlessly with useless questions if she didn't clarify right there and now, so what did she have to lose? "My love life is my business and no one else's. Second of all, who do you think you are to imply I'm having a relationship with every single male I hang out with? Have none of you heard of the term friendship? Which is, by the way, the only thing I ever intend to have with any dude I talk to, because I am not into—!"

"Oh-ho-ho-kay!" Pyrrha's hand flew to Weiss's mouth before she ruined even more her image in a single week. "It's very late and Miss Schnee needs to rest for her photo shoot tomorrow, let's go now!"

Weiss was about to protest when she heard the hotel door opening behind them and felt a pair of hands on her shoulder. "Hey, love. Are they bothering you again?"

The voice was velvety and raspy, very attractive but not one she'd heard before. Turning around to face the source, Weiss's eyes widened at the beauty of the woman behind her. She had long black hair, golden eyes and a very calming expression, which was a nice change of pace from the chaos downstairs. The shock of her words confused Weiss, who just responded with a very intelligent: "I'm… Uh."

"Don't worry, I got this." The woman nodded with confidence and gentleness, then stepped forward and shouted into the crowd. "Weiss is not your prized pony, and you have no right to invade her privacy like that. But since you won't bother listening, then let me clarify it for you." And with a sudden spin, the woman faced Weiss and her lips crashed into the celebrity's.

Weiss's first reaction was surprise, but as soon as those lips started moving against hers, she decided to say 'to hell with it' and cupped the mysterious woman's face, kissing her back. Her brain shut down and for the first time the noises on the street seemed to vanish completely – it was like she was underwater, floating away from reality. She felt the woman's hand slowly move to the small of her back, holding her in the utmost gentleness. It made Weiss feel secure, and her heart leaped a beat. She was startled by her own boldness, as she felt her tongue licking the bottom of the woman's lips, wanting more, needing more. She knew that whatever was happening right now would never happen again as soon as she got into the hotel, and the lack of affection for the past months made Weiss want to enjoy this moment as much as possible. The woman in return bit her lip, making Weiss gasp and blush.

Holy—

Unfortunately for her, she had a very caring bodyguard. Pyrrha's hands on her shoulder pulled her out of that fantasy dream. "Um, we really need to go." She whispered.

Weiss opened her eyes pulling back. "Y-yeah. We do." Then she looked up at the woman and grabbed her hand, yelling one last time to the paparazzi. "And now you have your front cover for the month, enjoy!" And with that, she got into the hotel.

Arriving at the lobby, Weiss immediately released the hand she was holding and turned to her. "What the hell?! Who are you?"

"Please don't arrest me, I am so sorry," The woman backed away, afraid of a very large and tall Pyrrha apparently coming for her. "I was hired! Miss Coco Adel, she contacted me!"

"Coco?" Weiss put a hand on her bodyguard's arm, holding her back. "Why did my manager contact you?"

"She only told me to act convincingly as your girlfriend and kiss you in front of the paparazzi so they'd leave you alone and you could focus on your appointments again. She didn't want you to know or else it would look forced. I have all of this recorded, I swear!"

In normal circumstance Weiss would be pissed at this ridiculous decision made by her manager without her consent, but she was too tired and all she wanted to do was go to her room and take a shower. Also, that kiss was still lingering on her lips, making her very frustrated. Weiss sighed, a faint blushing creeping through the back of her neck. "…What's your name?"

"Blake. Blake Belladonna."

"Well, Blake. I'm going to my room, and then I'm going to yell at Coco, then take a shower, and go to sleep. Not necessarily in that order." Weiss turned her backs on her, making her way to the elevators. "You coming or what?"

Blake blinked, fairly surprised. "I don't… have money to afford such a room—"

"Oh my god, just come on already." Stepping back a bit, Weiss grabbed her hand again and pulled the woman, hiding her face as her heels clicked on the marble floor. "That kiss was already payment enough."

"Oh." Blake stopped resisting and let body follow Weiss Schnee's steps. As they got into the elevator and the doors closed, Blake leaned in the opposite wall, her arms crossed and smile on her lips. "So, how many days are you staying?"

"Five." Weiss mimicked her posture.

"So I guess I have another four payments to make?"

Weiss's heart did a somersault in her chest and the metal box suddenly got very hot. "Yes. Yes you definitely do."


I had too much fun with this one.

- niigoki