What Good is Love Ch. 3: Model
Surprise! I like this story a lot, so I'm going to shoot for one update a day. At least for a little bit, but then it might become a frequent occurrence since CoG is coming to a close, and Good Old PT probably isn't going to be all that long. Yes, I did find two pictures of Ruby and Weiss online, and their symbols, and poorly photoshop them together {took me forever}. I can't link the artist that originally drew the picture of Ruby because of the weird link thing, but it is definitely not my own so full credit goes to electrokineticartest on deviantart. For cata {since it right now is a guest account} sign in whenever it is that you feel like it. Reeves3 with the prediction. Never know where I might take this thing. So I do have to thank you AGAIN cause I hit 40 followers. This really is surprising to me. Since cata did say count him as a follow/favorite, I guess that I also have to thank you for 20 favorites as well. You people are placing a lot of faith in me for my first straight up AU story. Really hope I don't bomb it in later chapters. If I do, feel free to whine, bitch and moan.
Ruby thanked Geoffrey for the ride, and then waved him goodbye. She ran up to the small apartment building, and looked up at her home. It was an average sized place for an apartment building. The colors alternated from redish brown clay, and it had a yellow-green roof. It was a simple box shape, that went up four floors. Ruby quickly fumbled around her bag for her set of keys, and opened up the door.
She quickly ran up the stairs to the third floor, and knocked gently on the door. Ruby did have a set of keys, but it never hurt to be sorry. Ruby had had the unfortunate luck of walking in while Yang and Blake were... Were doing things that were a little bit more then PG-13. It was not something that she wished to repeat.
"You're clear," Yang's voice came. Ruby unlocked the door, and stepped inside. She found Yang and Blake sitting at the kitchen, both of them holding a microwavable meal in their hands. Ruby took a second to look at her home after that, and just thought of what Weiss would say.
It had four rooms {a bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, and living room}. The kitchen was equipped with a fridge, cutting board, sink, microwave, oven, and table. Since they didn't have the luxury of a fifth room for dining, they either ate in the kitchen or living room. The living room, which was only separated by a hole in the wall, was outfitted with a wooden table, sofa, two chairs, and a small TV {that Ruby and Yang had used prize money to purchase}. There was a few shelves, but all of them were lined with awards. Everything from Ruby's track meets, to Yang's boxing awards.
A very well known fact about Yang was that she was a champion boxer. She, like Weiss and Ruby, had never suffered a defeat. Her aggressive style had encouraged her to try her luck to boost Ruby and Yang's financial situation {which Ruby made a mental note to remind herself of before Weiss came over the next day} and take the survive challenged. You know, those silly things that said things like "survive four minutes in the ring with champion boxer, Junior." Well, Yang hadn't survived four minutes. She won in two. The prize money had been enough to do things like improve their style of life, something that Ruby was grateful for. Sure, there was sometimes prize money involved with her track meets, but she wasn't putting her body through physical abuse to get it. Ruby had never once seen a fight that Yang had partaken in, because she was too scared for her big sister.
"How was it?" Yang asked, her mouth full of the vegetables that the microwavable meal provided. Their financial situation may of have been improved by the prize money, but that didn't change the fact that neither girl could cook.
"Good," Ruby replied, trying to keep it short.
"What does good mean?" Yang asked, continuing to grill her further.
"It means that we got done good research and she'll be coming over tomorrow," Ruby confessed. "Speaking of which, can you guys be here? Please?"
"Sorry little red," Blake said, taking the last bite of her microwavable fish meal {which never sounded appealing to either Ruby or Yang. The only reason that they had it was because Blake hung around them so much}. "I have to work."
"Same here," Yang continued. "Well, I have a fight. Which is kind of like work for me. So it's a no go for me. We're just going to leave you alone with your love." Ruby blushed a deep shade of red, matching the cloak she wore on her back. "Sorry Rubes," Yang said, going on to apologize. "I want to be there with you so that I can give you some backup, but I have to win this fight." Ruby just nodded, fully understanding.
"You're fine," Ruby said, going to hug her older sister.
"When does track start up again?" Blake asked. Ruby jumped slightly, causing Yang to laugh. Blake had somehow gotten behind Ruby, and made it to the living room. It often frightened Ruby how quietly Blake could move, and how good she was at it. Then again, everyone had their nitch. Ruby ran track, Weiss fenced, Yang boxed, and Blake, well she took up parkour. It didn't necessarily affect how quietly she moved, Ruby just attributed that to her Faunus nature, but it did affect how quickly she did it. World renowned, grand champion, every title available, Blake had it.
"In a few weeks," Ruby said, swallowing down the small yelp that had formed in her throat. Blake nodded, and looked over at the two girls.
"You know," she said. "If you want, we can try and set something up so you can ask Weiss out."
"That's a really great idea," Yang said.
"No, it's not," Ruby said quickly. "I'll be fine guys, really. I just need to-." Ruby stopped, looked down at her feet, and then sighed. "I just need to clean my room."
The Next Day: Ruby and Yang's Apartment
At that point in time, Ruby was the only one there. Weiss had sent her a message to let her know that she was going to be a little bit late, and Ruby chose not to ask why. Yang had already left for her match, and it didn't really matter when Blake worked because no Yang equaled no Blake. Ruby pulled out her model supplies, and looked around her. If I'm just waiting for her, that could be weird, Ruby thought. Oh, what do I do? Oh, I know! Ruby pulled out a magazine, and started to flip through it. Nailed it.
After a minute, Ruby heard a buzz. She quickly ran over to the speaker, and leaned into it.
"Weiss?" Ruby asked. "Is that you?"
"No, it's someone else that's coming here for you," the heiress replied. "Of course it's me you dolt!"
"Sorry!" Ruby apologized quickly. She pressed the button, and let Weiss come up. Ruby quickly unlocked the door, and sat down over at the couch. Weiss knocked on the door, and Ruby straightened herself out. "It's open," Ruby yelled out. The door opened up, and the girl that Ruby deemed perfect walked into her apartment room.
"I'm sorry for being late," Weiss said instantly. "There was a traffic jam on the way here."
"Totally fine," Ruby said instantly. Weiss looked around, and just took in the two visible rooms of the apartment. "It's not much," Ruby said instantly. "But it is home."
"I think it looks cute," Weiss said. Cute sounded like a good word for her to use to compliment the small apartment. Ruby breathed a sigh of relief, and Weiss started to dig through her bag for the research.
"Will Yang and Blake be joining us?" Weiss asked as she searched through. Blake, Weiss had no qualms with. But the sheer amount of times that she butted heads with Yang made the brawler one of the last people that Weiss wanted to interact with. And Weiss knew that the two of them were a package deal.
"Nope," Ruby said. "Yang has a match and Blake's working." Weiss nodded, and continued to dig through her supplies.
"What about your parents?" Weiss asked, finally finding her research. "Will they be joining us?" Ruby just went quiet, and she stared down at her feet. "Ruby?" Weiss asked. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Ruby said, snapping out of her trance. "My parents, are... They're gone." Weiss bit her tongue, cursing herself for asking that question. She had never once seen Ruby's parents, she only saw the girl in the red hood with the girl with the blonde mane. "Yang's parents too. We, well she, owns this place." Weiss nodded, and decided to push forward with the research. There was just nothing that you could say to something like that.
"Is there a preferred place to work?" Weiss asked, looking at the table in the kitchen and living room.
"Well, I do work in my room most of the time," Ruby said. "But-."
"Then we'll go there," Weiss interrupted. She picked up her books, and walked over to Ruby's room. It wasn't too hard to figure out which room that was since there were two options, and it wasn't too hard for Weiss to figure out which was which. Luckily for Ruby, she had cleaned up her room along with everything else.
Weiss opened up the door, and looked around. The room had two beds on opposite sides of the room. The first bed had yellow sheets, and orange pillows. Next to the bed was a single dresser. The top of the dresser had several empty spaces which were normally occupied by Yang's boxing gear and things that she took with her to matches.
The second bed had red sheets, and black pillows. The dresser next to it still held several images. One of them was Ruby and Yang's graduation from junior year. Another one was Ruby's first track meet victory. She was covered in sweat and holding a medal proudly, while Yang held her in a large hug. The third picture was one that Ruby thought she had put away. It was her and Yang meeting for the first time. Neither of them were very old. In fact, if Ruby remembered correctly, Yang was seven and Ruby was five. They may not of have been in the picture, but Ruby knew exactly who had taken that photo.
"That's a nice picture," Weiss said, picking up the photo. One of the things she had learned as an heiress, was always be courteous to your hosts. Despite the fact that her host was Ruby, she still followed through with her training. "What is it of?"
"That was when me and Yang first met," Ruby said quietly.
"Yang and I," Weiss corrected. "And when was that?"
"A long time ago," Ruby said, trying to cut off the conversation. Weiss recognized the fact, and decided to skip over it. She laid out her research on the desk that occupied Ruby's side of the room, and gestured for Ruby to do the same.
"So what are your thoughts for a model?" Weiss asked. Ruby quickly pulled something out, and laid out the piece of paper on the table. Weiss marveled over the detail that the drawing had. "Who made this?" She asked.
"Me," Ruby said quietly.
"You draw?" Weiss asked. Ruby nodded, and Weiss just felt amazed that she didn't know that the person that was almost always her partner could draw like this. "Since when?"
"A couple of years," Ruby answered. Weiss just shook her head, annoyed that she hadn't learned that yet. Why she was annoyed was beyond her. I mean, she had to admit that she had to consider Ruby a friend, or at least a friendly acquaintance. Even though she was willing to do anything for grades, she probably wouldn't of have gone that far if she didn't like Ruby at all. I guess that I just want to be one step ahead of her, Weiss thought. As far as she was concerned, that was her main priority with everyone.
"Well, I think that this is a wonderful drawing," Weiss said. "We should probably get started on arranging our materials to match what we need." Ruby nodded, and pulled out the materials that she had prepared. It was going to fun for Ruby. She was going to get to make something with Weiss. It may not of have been a relationship like she wanted, but it was better then nothing.
End: Sorry for the abrupt ending, but I'm not going to be going over what is actually being researched/built for the science project. Since that would be pretty much everything from this point onward in the chapter, ending it where I felt comfortable. Questions, comments, follows, favorites, and feedback is appreciated.