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And I thought Blake and Yang were a weird couple was Neo's first thought after meeting Weiss Schnee and Ruby Rose, who had arrived at exactly 8pm. Apparently they were known for being punctual, since Yang had opened the door at the exact same instance that Ruby was raising her hand to knock. After recovering from the initial shock, Ruby had tackled Yang with a hug, her shrill cry of "Yaaaaannnnnggg", echoing throughout the apartment. Weiss, on the other hand, merely nodded before locking gazes with Blake and offering a simple hello. Blake responded with a "Hey Ice princess", and pulled the girl into a hug, despite her token protests. Neo, watching from her spot on the couch, decided to remain where she was and observe the new strangers that had entered her apartment.
Neo sized up the girl currently wrapped in Yang's arms first, assuming that was her cousin Ruby. The girl was a bit taller than Neo, with shoulder length black hair and silver eyes. She was wearing black jeans, a sleeveless dark red shirt with a rose on the front and carried a blood red sweatshirt in her hands. Her only jewelry seemed to be silver earrings shaped like crosses and a belt with a grinning skull on the front. What stood out to Neo, however, was the girl's shoes. At first glance they seemed unremarkable, plain white with black laces and dark blue snowflake patterns, and it wasn't until Ruby started moving again that it clicked in Neo's head. The shoes were custom made, designed to look elegant and stylish while being perfectly balanced. The girl could sprint down the street at full speed, then walk right into a high society party without ever changing her footwear. Those shoes cost more than her entire outfit ten times over, Neo thought. There is no way she bought those herself.
Continuing her observations, Neo decided that Ruby resembled what a little yippy dog would be if it was turned into a human. She seemed like the kind of person who would be energetic for hours, then pass out on the floor like she was dead to the world. Yang did mention that her cousin ran track, so I guess it makes sense Neo mused. The girl was in excellent shape, and moved with the ease of someone to whom running was as easy as breathing. Satisfied that the girl wasn't a threat, Neo turned her attention to the other girl, who was now sitting in the kitchen, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
Weiss Schnee was perhaps the polar opposite of Ruby, at least in terms of appearance. The girl was about the same height, with pale skin, snow white hair pulled back into a ponytail and eyes like the purest ice. Almost everything she was wearing appeared to be either handmade or custom ordered. She had on a white and black skirt with a matching jacket, the top of which was unbuttoned revealing a dark blue undershirt. Her footwear consisted of knee high platform boots, their design and pattern resembling the shoes of one Ruby Rose. So the shoes were a gift, Neo muttered. Either Weiss spends money like water, or she must really love Ruby. Neo filed that information away for future use. No telling when it might be necessary to know someone rich, or knowing a rich someone's weak spot. Her entire outfit was probably worth enough to buy the entire building, Neo thought with a hint of jealously, wishing she had access to that kind of money.
The girl's personality, what small amount Neo could glean from her observations, added further evidence to Weiss being Ruby's total opposite. Everything she did was controlled and direct, not a single movement wasted on something unnecessary. Her poise and bearing bespoke training from a young age, while her face was carefully guarded so as to betray almost nothing, show no emotion or a single shred of weakness. As Neo continued to watch her however, she saw Weiss's face lose some of its hardness, become a bit more human, as if she was forcing herself to relax. It's me, Neo realized, I'm a stranger and that caused her to keep her guard up. But since Blake and Yang have vouched for me, she is willing to trust me, for now. The girl's effort made Neo realize how much she had in common with Weiss: both girls had a difficult time relaxing around anyone they didn't trust explicitly, and the number of people they did probably could be counted on one hand.
There were, however, a few things about Weiss that stood out to Neo. First was the girl's near complete lack of jewelry: she wore none, except for a single chain around her neck that had a silver cross hanging from it with a red jewel embedded in the center. It looked cheap, at least compared to the rest of her outfit, and Neo assumed it was a gift. It must mean a lot to her though, if she is willing to wear something as cheap as that. Though if it was a present from Ruby, then to Weiss it's worth far more than money. Then there was the way that her eyes constantly focused on Ruby, glancing at her out of the corner of her eye every few seconds, as if to make sure she was still there. Whenever she looked at Ruby, her eyes briefly glowed with a warmth that Neo had often seen in the eyes of Blake and Yang when they looked at her. This girl really loves Ruby, Neo decided, and if the way Ruby looks at her is any indication she loves her right back.
So both girls seemed average, if saturated with love for each other. But there was something about their eyes that made Neo reconsider. Their eyes had a hidden depth about them, a darkness that drew you in if you looked too deeply. It was the darkness of someone who had endured true pain in their lives. It resembled the darkness that Neo had seen in the eyes of abandoned children on the streets, unwanted and unloved by society. It was the same sight that Neo saw every time she looked into a mirror.
And yet, there was also light in their eyes. The light of someone who had taken everything life had thrown at them and remained standing, unwilling to give into despair. The light of someone who had been forced to fight for their happiness, to earn every moment of joy in their lives. The same light that I'm so sorely lacking Neo thought glumly. It's like the light that I sometimes see in Blake's eyes when she is reminded of her past, or of Yang when she thinks of the rest of her family. The light of someone who refused to give up hope, who refuses to let the demons of the past keep them from enjoying what they have now.
Altogether, their eyes told Neo far more about them than anything she could gleam from some meaningless conversation. Weiss has eyes like a caged animal, someone who has been in chains their whole life and has finally had their first taste of freedom. The problem is, she has no idea what to do with it. The cage door is open, but she hasn't flown out yet. Ruby's, on the other hand, look like that of an animal that has trapped themselves. She has willingly joined Weiss in that cage of hers, waiting till the day that they can both fly out together. And she is completely content with the new arrangement, because she gets to be with the one she loves.
That's why their relationship works, Neo realized, they balance each other out.
"So I'm guessing that's your roommate," Neo heard dimly, forcing her mind back to reality and the situation at hand.
Realizing she was being addressed, Neo stepped out from behind the couch and said "I'm Neo, nice to meet you"
"Omg, she's adorable," Ruby squealed, sprinting over to Neo and wrapping her into a tight hug before she could react. This girl, Neo thought, is way faster than I imagined. I barely saw her move, she could put most hardened criminals to shame.
Neo saw Blake and Yang tense up, as if they were worried that Neo would react badly to being grabbed by a total stranger. I appreciate the concern, but I'm not THAT anti-social, at least I hope not Neo thought, deciding to fix Blake and Yang with a look before rolling her eyes, as if to say Really?
The sound of barely controlled laughter broke the silence, drawing everyone's gaze over to Weiss, who was now hiding her chuckling behind one hand. She controlled herself before noticing everyone's shocked or puzzled expressions. "What, her expression was funny," she said, confused as to why everyone was staring at her.
"Weiss, she made you laugh," Yang stated, still in shock by what she had just seen. "The only person I have ever seen make you laugh like that was Ruby. Blake and I can make you chuckle occasionally, MAYBE laugh once in a blue moon. But Neo makes one facial expression, and you're laughing like it's the funniest thing you have seen all day."
"Yeah," Ruby chimed in. "I had to look for months before I found a single cat video you would admit was funny, and even then you only chuckled."
"Look you dolts, it's not like….." Weiss's reply was cut off by the sound of knocking on the door, signaling the arrival of pizza. Yang had ordered three: one large Pepperoni for sharing between Weiss, Ruby and Neo, one small vegetarian for Blake, and one large sausage "which I'm happy to share, if any of you girls are thinking about switching" for Yang. Her comment was met in equal parts with groans or firm denials of interest.
The five girls grabbed their food and began eating, talking about their plans for the coming week. Ruby had summer training, while Weiss had a position at some coal company Neo had never heard of. Blake had her work at the clinic and Yang had her job as a trainer at the gym. When the question about what her job was came to Neo, she had simply shrugged and said "people watching," earning her curious glances from Ruby and Weiss and shrugs from Blake and Yang in response.
All too soon, however, the food was gone and it had come to what Neo considered the worst part of the night: the question hour.
Weiss started it off "So Neo, Blake tells me you have been living here for almost two years now. When did you actually move in here?"
"May 13th, 2013. It was a Monday" was Neo's instant reply.
To her, it felt like a lifetime ago. The Saturday prior, she had gotten hit by a car while crossing the street at night. The driver had been trying to run a red light, but thankfully Neo barely got clipped and was more stunned then hurt. She had stood up clutching her arm, which she had thought was broken, muttering "I feel like I just got hit by a car." Turning to said car, as well as the now confused and horrified driver, she approached the open window and continued "Oh I did. It was your car. It hurt. A LOT." As she said this, the stranger had gotten out of his car and was walking toward her. Just before he reached her, he drew a knife out of his pocket and slashed at her face. Neo's arm, which conveniently wasn't actually broken, reached out and stopped his arm from completing the motion. Her other arm grabbed his hand and shoved the knife into his chest, piercing his heart and killing him instantly.
Well that was easy, Neo thought to herself. I'd always thought killing people would be hard, but that was easy. As easy as walking down the street. Easier, actually, since my arm may not be broken but it still fucking hurts.
Neo quickly realized, however, that she had a far larger issue. Namely a now dead body and no way of disposing of it safely. Resigning herself to a large amount of pain in the near future, she called Cinder Fall, one of the most notorious criminals in the city and her former employer until a week ago. After both she and the body were collected, before which the collector made a quick telephone call, she was brought to an empty warehouse on the east side of Vale. Waiting for her was none other than Cinder herself. Carrying a briefcase.
"Congratulations, here's the pay." Cinder had said, handing Neo a briefcase full of what appeared to be a large amount of cash. After doing some quick mental math, Neo decided it was probably close to $100,000, way more money than Neo had ever seen in her entire life.
"For what?" She had asked, still in shock over the whole incident.
"For the price on his head" Cinder had said, gesturing to the corpse now being dumped into a container filled with some sort of acid, judging by the smell. "What, you mean you didn't know. That's rich."
"Wait, you can get paid this much for killing people," Neo asked, not quite believing she was being rewarded for her random act of violence.
"All the time Neo, people always need killing and others are willing to pay. You ever need more money, come see me again. I normally have someone I want dead."
Without another word, Cinder turned and left. The driver had offered to take Neo anywhere, and she had asked to go to the best apartment complex in the city. I need to find a place to live, Neo had thought, a place to lay low for a while. Upon entering, her hopes were quickly dashed by the manager telling her they had no available rooms. "But," he had said "we have one client whose contract is up on Monday and they can't afford to renew. It's a nice two bedroom, and they live there alone. You may want to talk to them"
Directing her to head to the 4th floor, room 403, Neo had stepped off the elevator and knocked on the door. The last thing she had expected, however, was for Blake Belladonna of all people to answer the door. The girl was about half a foot taller than Neo, with yellow eyes and black hair down to her shoulders. Since it was 7am on a Sunday morning, she was clad in a black nightgown and slippers with cats on the front. It was not how Neo had expected she would meet one of the most notorious criminals in Vale city.
"Yes," she had asked, as Neo continued to stare at her blankly, still not believing who she was seeing. Adam Taurus's favorite pet and thief, a rising star in Vale's underworld, was still alive. No one has seen Blake Belladonna in years. As far as Neo knew, Blake was trying to steal something from a rival gang when the building she was in had caught fire. The gang had apparently been cooking meth, based on how fast the fire had spread, consuming the building in less than a minute. By the time it had been put out, over 20 burned corpses had been removed from the wreckage. At least three of the female corpses had been burned beyond recognition: so everyone had assumed Blake had either died in the fire, or had taken her chance and fled as far away as possible. Yet here she was, staring at Neo.
"Ummmmmmmm, the apartment," Neo muttered, her mind still reeling from shock
"I'm not moving out till tomorrow." Blake said, making as if to close the door…..
"No wait, wait," Neo pleaded. "I heard you were looking for a roommate?"
"I am, but I'm several months behind on rent. So unless you are willing to pay half a year's worth of rent to placate the manager, I'm moving out tomorrow. And someone else already reserved this place" Blake said, once again making to close the door.
"How much?" Neo asked. She figured that as long as she could afford it, she could do far worse for a roommate then Blake Belladonna. She hid herself successfully for at least a year, so this place is about as safe as it can get. Perfect spot to lay low.
"Look kid, I doubt you can afford it." Blake responded
"How. Much?" Neo repeated slowly.
"10,000" was Blake's simple response.
Neo quickly got out the briefcase, and counted out the money. She handed it to Blake, saying "Here" and walked into the apartment without another word. Blake meanwhile just stared at the cash in her hands, not quite believing what just happened. Finally she turned around and walked back inside, locking the door behind her and approaching her new roommate.
"Where do I sleep?" was Neo's only question.
"Let me show you," Blake said, leading Neo through the kitchen and to a short hallway on the right. The hallway contained four doors, two on the left and two on the right. Blake opened the one on the left farther from the kitchen, showing Neo in.
The room was a bit on the small side, but Neo instantly loved it for three important reasons. First off, the window lead to a fire escape, ensuring she had a way out if necessary. Second, the room contained a desk with several large drawers and a large dresser, so she had more than enough space to store her few belongings. And finally, it had a bed. A real bed, Neo thought, not a dingy old mattress on the floor.
"Here's the other key," Blake said, handing Neo a small brass key.
"Thank you. I will be back with my stuff tomorrow." Was Neo's reply, leaving the apartment without another word.
"Yeah, it was a weird first meeting. Though her first meeting with Yang went far better." Blake said
"Uggghhhhhh, please don't bring that up," Neo pleaded, wishing she could forget the incident.
"Aw cmon, it wasn't that bad." Yang replied sarcastically
'You threw Blake's bra on top of my head." Neo screeched, doing her best to blot out the memories of that particular event as her face was enveloped in a blush. She had come back to the apartment as Blake and Yang were having a make-out session on the couch. The clothes had started flying as she walked through the front door. At the time it had been a shock to her, but she had quickly gotten used to it. Blake and Yang were rather obvious about their relationship, so Neo often found clothes strewn around the apartment.
"You liked it and you know it" was Yang's only comment. Meanwhile, Ruby was struggling to keep up with Neo's constantly shifting mood and Weiss was openly laughing at the look on Neo's face. Apparently her blushing face was even more entertaining to the icy girl then her exasperated face had been.
"Neo, you moved in then immediately disappeared for almost a month. Yang and I had the place to ourselves. What else were we supposed to do? Besides, it wasn't like we were actually going to have sex on the couch." Blake replied.
"Not yet anyway," Yang muttered.
"Wait, is that why you guys keep changing couches?" Weiss asked, dreading the answer she already knew
"Every time Neo discovers we have been…..intimate on the couch, she has us burn it before she buys a new one." Blake explains, hiding her face in her hands in embarrassment. Weiss groaned as the proud smirk that appeared on Yang's face. Ruby, apparently used to hearing such things about her sister, ignored Blake entirely.
"So Neo, what were you doing for that entire month?" Ruby asked, wondering why someone would rent an apartment then not use it.
"I was away, on business. It was a training program" was Neo's vague reply.
Contrary to popular belief, Neo was not a natural born killer. For the month after her first kill, she had rented out a small abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. She had purchased a variety of knives, ranging from a smaller one that could be hidden in her sleeve or tape to her leg to a small machete. From one of her old acquaintances she bought two small nose revolvers and a 9mm pistol, along with enough ammunition to kill a small army. She set up a variety of targets, plastic mannequins and other objects with which to practice on. Then, resigning herself to sleeping on a mattress on the floor once again, she moved into the warehouse.
There, isolated from everyone, she had honed her skills. From when she awoke to around 5pm, she practiced the techniques of murder. Repeating slashes to the throat, heart, vital tendons and other weak spots for hours on end. Practicing drawing and slashing a knife in one smooth, continuous motion. Firing endless rounds at a variety of targets from different distances and angles. It was tedious work, but necessary.
By the end of the third day, she had abandoned guns entirely in favor of knives. Her aim had been terrible from the start, and even after close to 30 hours of practice it had barely improved. That and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop her hands from shaking whenever she held onto a gun. I wonder why that is, it's not like I have gotten shot before or something Neo thought to herself. Deciding it just wasn't meant to be, she moved on to other methods.
Knives, on the other hand, she seemed to have a knack for. After a few days of practice with her slashing technique she started practicing how to throw knives at targets from a distance, something she could do with a high degree of accuracy. That and her body was naturally slim, and coupled with her half-starved figure, she was able to hide at least six knives on her person at once without anyone noticing. At night she had put this theory to the test, wandering the streets of Vale while carrying her concealed objects. No one had even looked at her twice. She repeated her training program, practice strikes at day and concealment practice at night, every day without rest. By the second week, she was practicing her aim while moving, throwing knives at targets while sprinting around the abandoned warehouse.
By the end of the first month, Neo felt she was ready. She could draw any of her hidden knives in less than a second, and had almost gotten down drawing multiple knives with each hand. Her aim with throwing knives was decent, and she could hit a prone target at a full sprint more often than not. Her slashing speed was vastly improved, though she was still lacking in the power department. She had never had much muscle, and her body was further weakened from years of not eating enough. On the other hand, what little extra weight she did have was all muscle, but she wasn't sure if it would be enough. Time to find out.
So a few nights later Neo took her favorite knives, sold the guns back along with any remaining ammo, and burned everything else. From there she went to see Cinder, hoping to make good on her offer. The woman had offered several contracts, ranging from $1000 to $1.5 million. Neo took the three cheapest, two drug dealers who had stolen from their suppliers and a drug addict who refused to pay, and left. No matter how good she was at stabbing plastic mannequins to death, real people were going to be far harder. Welp, Neo thought, it's time to prove that practice makes perfect.
Several hours of searching later, Neo stumbled on her first client leaving a bar, piss drunk. She had followed him into a side alley, waiting until he had started relieving himself onto a well-used piece of brick wall. Stepping up behind him, she drove one of her knives into his back, directly in line with his heart.
Unfortunately for her, what her strike had in precision it lacked in power, just as she had feared. She hadn't taken into account the thickness of the back muscles, so her knife went in but not deep enough. The drunk, sobering up at the flash of pain, whirled to find an 18 year old girl with a second knife in her hand, advancing on him with murder in her eyes. He tried to run, but stumbled, falling to the ground.
Neo was on him in a flash, stabbing her knife into his throat and ripping it to one side in a messy arc.. She expected that to be enough to finish him off, but he still struggled weakly for close to a minute, his neck wound bleeding onto Neo's hands. People sure do bleed a lot Neo thought as she watched him die. When he had finally stopped struggling, she called the number Cinder had given her to arrange a disposal.
Neo spent the rest of the night tracking down and eliminating her other targets, each time attempting a frontal confrontation to avoid another unsuccessful first strike. For once, her size and stature worked in her favor. No one suspected an 18 year old girl under five feet tall to be any threat, so she was able to approach her targets without drawing any suspicion. From there, it was a quick slash to the throat and they dropped to the ground, landing with a thud. Both times Neo had watched the target's death throes with casual disinterest, avoiding any flailing limbs as their lifeblood fled their bodies. All in all, she had made close to 2000 dollars after Cinder took her retrieval and disposal fees out of the total payment.
It had been a successful beginning for a career as a contract assassin.
"So, they have training programs for people watching? Did you watch them upside down or something?" Ruby asked, still confused.
"No, just through binoculars and eventually a telescope" was Neo's reply, her voice as serious as a doctor telling a patient they had inoperable liver cancer.
"Really?" Ruby asked, a look of utter belief on her face
"Ruby, it was a joke" Weiss told her, though she was not entirely certain. Neo's grave reply had her half convinced that she was being serious
Neo said nothing, but calmly sipped at her soda. After discovering the carbonated beverage several months ago, she couldn't get enough of the stuff. Blake always made sure to keep multiple bottles in supply, since Neo could go through a gallon of the stuff before lunch.
Meanwhile, Blake and Yang were sharing a look. They knew what Neo meant, but they knew that they couldn't tell Weiss and Ruby. Not now, maybe not ever. They wouldn't understand. Deciding to direct the conversation to safer areas, Yang decided it was time to embarrass Weiss.
"So ice princess, how's my sis's new bed? Comfy enough for your high society standards?" Yang asked, earning the desired blushes from both Weiss and Ruby. Despite how she phrased her question, both girls knew exactly what she was getting at.
"She sleeps like a rock, especially when we're spooning," was Ruby's careful reply. "Though, she occasionally snores. It's the cutest thing ever."
"RUBY, you dolt. I told you to never tell anyone about that." Weiss screeched, rounding on her partner as a blush formed on her face. "No cookies for a month"
"Weiss, anything but that" Ruby begged, breaking out her strongest weapon to convince her girlfriend to relent. The threat of a month long ban on cookies made her desperate enough to use it. Her eyes grew wide and pleading as she adopted the trademark "Ruby puppy-dog pout." Weiss, unable to ever say no to that face, relented almost immediately with only token protest.
Neo watched the two of them with interest, before asking "Ruby, how long have you and Weiss been dating?"
"Weiss and I have been dating for close to four years now." Ruby replied, her face back to normal as she was no longer in danger of going through cookie withdrawal. She had assumed that Yang had told Neo about her and Weiss's relationship, but obviously she was wrong.
"She moved in a year later, though it took a while to get used to the sleeping arrangements. And sometimes she's still hazardous to my health." At Neo's confused look, Ruby continued "She cuddles a little too hard at times. And getting her to let go in the mornings is impossible."
"Oh, so like when I sleep with Blake or Yang" Neo replied without thinking. It took a few seconds for her words to sink in, but the room went deathly quiet as everyone realized what she had said. Weiss looked somewhere between shocked and disturbed, while Ruby was sure she had mis-heard what Neo said. Yang looked like she was on the verge of panic, while Blake was glaring at Neo.
Neo, seeing said glare from Blake, misunderstood and tried to explain. "Blake, Yang and I aren't dating like you and Weiss. But occasionally we sleep together."
"You WHAT?" Weiss screamed, whirling on Blake and Yang. Both of whom were busy groaning and burying their faces in their hands at what Neo had said. "How could you two?"
"Weiss, it's not like that!" Blake hastily replied, trying to calm down the situation.
"Has sex really gotten so boring that you two have to bring in another person just to spice things up?" Weiss shouted, completely ignoring Blake's protest. As she said this Ruby was staring at her sister with a mixture of incredulity and disappointment.
"Wow Weiss, someone has her mind in the gutter. Do you really think Blake would agree to something like that?" Yang said, fixing Weiss with a glare.
Neo, who had been silent after her previous mishaps, looked directly at Weiss and calmly said "I'm not having sex with either of them." Not yet anyway.
Blake sensed that Weiss's conviction was wavering, and said. "We only cuddle, ice princess. That's it. Neo likes it, and so do Yang and I. We aren't sleeping with her." Blake finished. Not yet anyway, she thought. But based on what happened earlier today that might not be true for much longer.
Weiss looked between the three of them, staring intently at their faces to find some hint of a lie. Discovering none her face grew apologetic as she said "Ok. I'm sorry. I guess I overreacted." She looked at Ruby, her girlfriend still glaring at her. Weiss looked at Neo and said "I'm sorry I accused you of being involved with them." Weiss looked at Ruby again, who after a moment nodded, a small smile on her face.
By this point Neo was desperately trying to keep a straight face and not laugh at how close to correct Weiss actually was. But she managed to stay serious and respond "Apology accepted," with Blake and Yang assuring Weiss of the same right after.
Weiss, assured once more that her friends weren't taking advantage of some poor girl that was two years younger than either of them, relaxed back onto the couch. Though since I'm sleeping with Ruby, I guess I'm guilty of the same thing Weiss thought. But Blake and Yang are dating, and knowing the both of them, there is no way they would be willing to share.
After that incident Neo decided it would be better if she stayed silent for a while and just listen as her girlfriends and their friends caught up some more. For the next half hour or so she learned a variety of random facts about the four. Apparently Weiss had a talent for singing, and after hearing a small demonstration Neo couldn't help but agree. Ruby on the other hand was apparently a decent chef, her favorite foods anything involving chocolate or caffeine. Or both. She had already known Blake was writing a book in her free time, but had no idea that Yang was saving up money for a motorcycle. She committed that last detail to memory, along with all the information Yang mentioned about the bike itself. I'm buying her that bike for her birthday, whether she likes it or not. Neo thought.
Around 10pm Weiss looked at the clock and realized how late it had gotten. "Sorry, but Ruby and I need to go, she has practice early tomorrow and Summer has a doctor's appointment I need to bring her to at 7."
"Ok, say hi to her for me, tell her we will be by soon. And we WILL bring Neo this time" Yang replied, getting up to hug both Weiss and Ruby before heading to the bathroom to get ready for bed herself.
Ruby wrapped Blake in a hug before doing the same to Neo and muttering "It was nice to finally meet you, we should hang out sometime. We could go shopping! And I'm sorry about Weiss, she tends to overreact a little."
"I don't think Neo share's your fashion sense Ruby" Blake said, knowing that in reality Neo hated shopping enough that she would never go willingly. She hated crowded areas, especially malls. If she ever needed anything, she ordered it online.
Giving Weiss a brief hug, she walked the two girls to the door, holding it open for them. After one more goodbye from each girl, she shut and locked the door. Well, time to have a talk with Neo, she thought. Seeing that the younger girl was clearing away the remnants of dinner, she decided to help her. They would talk as they worked.
"Neo, why did you talk about sleeping arrangements with Weiss?" Blake asked, trying to understand why the younger girl had thought it wise to bring up their relationship?
"Was I not supposed to?" Neo asked, a confused look on her face.
"Not really, but Yang and I didn't think you needed to be told that. Our relationship isn't exactly normal. You do realize that, right?"
No, Neo thought, I don't. But she nodded, and satisfied Blake placed the rest of the plates in the dishwasher. Satisfied that everything was clean, she wandered off to brush her teeth in preparation for bed. Neo, however, simply stood in the middle of the kitchen, reflecting on what had just occurred.
Is it not normal to be involved with two other girls? Or is it not normal to be with two girls that are older than you? Or is it just not normal for girls to be in a relationship? Realizing that she didn't know the answer, Neo walked over to the bathroom, intending to ask Blake or Yang. Just before she got there, however, she changed her mind.
There's no point in asking them, she realized. They won't understand why I don't get it. Why all of this relationship stuff is so difficult for me. She wandered into the bedroom, and sat down on the bed, pulling her pillow to her body. She was worried about how they would react to what she was about to do, about to tell them. What if they hate me, what if they kick me out? With such thoughts running through her head, she hugged the pillow tighter, trying to force herself to calm down.
Once Blake and Yang came in, they looked at her before Yang asked "Is something wrong? You don't look so good."
Neo took a breath before answering, trying to pull herself herself, she looked at both girls before saying "You two need to know my childhood."
Well here it is, backstory part 1. More stuff is coming up next chapter, mainly detailing her time pre-apartment living. Roman is finally going to make an appearance next chapter, YAY.
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