Hello hello again, two chapters in one day simply because I quite like the story and how the chapters are going to end up. Again I don't own RWBY or any of the characters. When I said Bumbleby in the summary I do mean Bumbleby but slowwwwburn~ If you're up for the wait it'll happen

The look of startled horror painting itself across the team leader of CRDL was entirely worth missing the prime food in Yang's opinion. Well that and the extended walk with her partner, Blake had a pretty damn addicting personality as quiet as she was. Little sarcastic comments not always caught by others had the raven haired girl rocket up in Yang's books. Lunch had otherwise been uneventful, they sat in their usual table across from team JNPR. Nora Valkyrie challenging her team leader, Jaune Arc, to eat peas with chopsticks. Their greek goddess of a teammate Pyrrha Nikos ate an apple hiding a smile from her teammate's antics, long red hair flowing beautifully down her back in it's usual pony tail. The remaining member of JNPR, Lie Ren sat seemingly ignoring the lot of them but if one knew when to look, they'd see Ren watching his teammates with the very tiniest hint of a smile.

An uneventful Grim studies class later, the members of team RWBY made their way back to the dorms, toting various books and sheets of assignments. Their dorm laid out like a minefield, no one heavier than Ruby was permitted on top of Ruby's bunk as it was tied to the ceiling, above Weiss's bed. One had to step very carefully on the desk beside Yang's bunk as it perched a little more sturdily on older books above Blake's bed. Weiss kept her dust in the far corner and the corner itself was off limits to Ruby and Yang's play fights to prevent explosion and maiming. Blake's book collection was spread throughout the entire dorm, no one quite knew how Blake managed to accumulate so many novels and still find room for them.

Yang took advantage of Blake's empty bed, sprawling back while stretching her arms above her head. At a very early stage of her partnership with the brawler, the faunus had learned Yang liked to sprawl out and when your own bed is about 6 feet in the air you sprawl where you can. Weiss had berated the blonde profusely enough when Yang had sprawled across her own bed, personal boundaries, she had her own bed, or use Blake's for dust's sakes she is YOUR partner afterall. After a questioning look to Blake whom nodded somewhat reluctantly, Yang began making a habit of it. Initially the dark haired girl hadn't been sure if she could be able to stand the scent of someone else on her bed, but surprisingly Yang's scent of sunshine and cedar was something she could deal with and grew to like the scent of it on her bed.

"I'm taking this fool to the library to get her started on her report because I am NOT going to let this team get behind in studies." Weiss spoke aloud as she dragged Ruby by the arm in the direction of the Library with an armful of books, "We'll be back in a few for dinner." Ruby's silver eyes locked onto the other half of team RWBY, her lips miming 'Save me' as she was bodily dragged out of the dorm by her partner.

"Have fun Ruby~" Yang called from her position on the bed, fighting a laugh at her sister's all too real fear of a Schnee on a mission. Blake wandered to the other side of the bed, looking down at her partner, the blonde mane fanned out around her head in a golden waterfall. Lilac eyes caught Amber and winked, Blake decided instantly that the grin which rarely left Yang's face had a certain charm when viewed upside down.

"Hey Yang," Blake began, not fully sure why she was still staring down at her partner's face and the friendly glow of lilac in Yang's eyes other than perhaps amusement from the positioning.

"Yessssss Blakey?" Yang rolled onto her stomach perching her chin on her hands, looking up adoringly at her raven haired team mate, fluttering her eyelashes for added effect.

"I wanted to work on my hand to hand combat if I were to be disarmed, would you be willing to teach me?" Blake rolled her eyes at Yang's actions, the blonde would wink at anyone, whether flirtatiously or mockingly it took one a while to decipher the difference.

"Why Blakey dearest, of course I would," the brawler slithered off the bed, already turning to go rifle through her drawers for a workout outfit. Yang is not exactly shy in regards to her body hence to why the blonde began stripping where she stood. Blake however held some modesty, scooping her out workout attire and heading to the bathroom attached to their dorm to change. Perhaps Yang would take the request seriously and not joke around too much, Blake figured she learn somehow.

Up in the practice rooms, which lay a wing to the right of the battle area and nearest to the eastern portion of the school, Blake stood on the mat covered floor in shorts and a tight fitting purple shirt, there was no room for baggy clothes when sparring. Yang stood a few feet ahead of her in jean shorts and a black sports bra, not quite facing her partner, she seemed to be deep in thought. Whirling on her heel, the brawler looked Blake up and down with a look of appraisal in her eyes.

"Show me your fighting stance, Blake." It took the faunus a moment to register the lack of a nickname from her partner, as a right handed person she kept her left side to Yang, mimicking the stance she'd seen the brawler take many a time. Elbows tucked in to use as defense or weapons and feet planted firmly on the ground. The amber eyed girl looked up to her partner with a raised eyebrow, Yang in turn walked closer and completed a full circle around Blake.

"Bend your knees," The blonde spoke quietly, tapping each knee with a finger lightly, "elbows don't touch the body," she adjusted Blake's arms gently. Blake felt her cheeks grow warm, the warmth of the brawler's fingers rang through her body making her heart beat a faster tempo. Blake wasn't fully aware until a finger touched her chin, moving it down a few inches,

"Chin down, you don't want to take a hook to the chin right off the bat." Yang provided as explanation. Watching the movements of her partner carefully. Blake wasn't sure whether she was warm from embarrassment or from being unused to this version of her partner as a teacher. Much to Blake's relief a wide grin spread out on Yang's features, lighting up the lilac eyes with mischief and joy, "Now Blakey, hit me with your best shot~"