Author's Note- Sorry it has been over a week since I last updated, but oh well, I've been busy. As always thanks to everyone for reading, reviewing, etc. I like that I do have people reading this cause then I can continue with it. Anyways, here is the next part to it so enjoy. Note- after the line (if you don't see it then it is where it switches to Yang's pov) there is some use of offensive language, so if you don't like that then I'm sorry and I won't use it often. It seemed necessary

"Where can we begin?" Weiss said.

A moment passed before Ruby answered.

"Um…well, I guess it would help to actually get to know each other would help."

"Okay," Weiss said, "I've already told you my story, so what's yours?"

Ruby looked towards the ground away from Weiss

"Well," She began, "Basically, when I was about 13 there was a series of events that tore our family apart. It ended up with our parents gone and us with no family to be with."

Ruby started to tear up at this point

"The only family we had was our Uncle Qrow, but he lives in Haven and is a hunter in the military. He tried to support us when he got the news, but he was already suffering financially and he couldn't for very long. He was eventually forced to go out to fight Grimm and we haven't made contact since."

Ruby was on the brink of full on crying. Yang had gotten and stood in the corner of the room, small tears beginning to show from her as well. She was speaking very silently to herself and seemed like she was about to break down as well.

"From then on we moved into foster care," Ruby continued, "We tried to stay together as best we could until we could finish school. When Yang turned 18 she got a small apartment with the small amount of money our uncle was able to spare, and she signed on as my legal guardian."

"Ruby." Yang said nervously, as if she was asking her to stop. Her hand was clenched and she seemed extremely tense

"We struggled getting through our last years of school…"

"Ruby."

"…we both developed our own ways to cope…"

"Ruby." Yang said, this time significantly louder and more commanding

"…my anxiety became worse and worse, and Yang…"

That was it. Yang stormed from the room, a small stream of tears coming from her eyes, which in turn revealed anger and despair. She left the dorm completely and soon after Weiss could hear her motorcycle drive off.

As soon as Ruby saw this she too broke down. She laid her head upon the table and began to sob. Weiss reached over and allowed her to cry on her shoulder while she tried to comfort her. She was confused about the entire event she had just witnessed. She didn't believe that talking about their past would have given such a reaction from the girls, especially Yang, who seemed very emotionally stable.

"Ruby," She said, "I…I really don't know what to say."

The girl continued her soft crying on Weiss's shoulder for several minutes more. Weiss gave her a pat on the back and tried her best to comfort her in any way. After several minutes, Ruby lifted her head.

"I'm…I'm sorry…Weiss." She said, "Both me and Yang have had a really tough couple of years, and talking about it is really hard for us."

"Ruby, you have no reason to apologize." Weiss told her, "I pushed you into this and I'm going to get you through it."

She released Ruby and stood up.

"First off, we need to get Yang back here."

Ruby, also standing up, replied "She will be back eventually, but this is the first time she has done this in a while."

"You mean she has run off before?" Weiss asked.

"Yeah, let's not talk about it right now." Ruby replied.

Weiss nodded and walked over to where her stuff was and began to gather anything she would need to go out.

"What are you doing?" Ruby asked.

"You are going to get cleaned up, because I'm taking you out around town today so you can get your mind off your life, and into enjoying a new take on life. From now on your life is going to change for the better and I'm going to make sure of that." Weiss answered.

Ruby, slightly confused, nodded and gathered anything she might need and ran to take a quick shower to remove the emotional debris from her face.

After she finished, she changed into plain clothes and followed Weiss to her car. She started the car and began to drive off towards the city where they planned to have an enjoyable day away from their troubles.

Several hours later: in a dark bar somewhere around Beacon

Yang sighed. She brought the glass to her lips and finished off its contents. She set the glass on the table. This was the third glass of whiskey she had finished alongside several beers. She was full on drunk out of her mind. And she was depressed.

Talking about her family was something that was extremely painful for her, and when Ruby began to explain to Weiss about their family she felt her own problems begin to resurface. She had tried to give Ruby a notice to stop, but she paid no attention to her. Finally she had snapped.

She had stormed out of the dorm and found her way into this forsaken place so that she could indulge in the only thing that could relieve her pain. Alcohol.

While Ruby removed herself from the social world as she tried to cope with the problems in their family, Yang became an alcoholic in her attempts to deal with it. It was not uncommon to find her passed out on the floor of their apartment with a bottle on her hands. Ruby tried her best to help her get away from the problem, just as Yang helped her, but it only added on to her suffering.

Yang had eventually come to realize what she was doing to her sister, and forced herself away from the habit. She went to counselors, support groups, everything to try and come clean. She had almost made it a year of being sober until today.

She couldn't help herself and that only infuriated her more. She stood up and went to the bar itself.

"One...hic...more round." She told the bartender.

"Ma'am, I would recommend you not do that. You have had a large amount already and it's not good for you." He replied.

"Do I look like I give a shit?" Yang answered.

The bartender shrugged and began to fill her glass. He set it down in front of her. She grabbed the glass, but before she could lift it a hand covered it. Yang looked to the side to see who it was. Standing there was a girl with black hair with a bow.

"You've had enough." She said a very serious look in her eyes.

"Who the hell are you to tell me when I've had enough?" Yang replied back.

"I'm the girl who is telling you that you have had enough." She replied, just as seriously as before. "It's obvious that something is wrong and drinking isn't going to fix that."

For a moment, Yang thought that the girl was a figment of her imagination, but abandoned the idea almost instantly.

"Fuck off." She said, and pushed the other girl away, then proceeding to finish the drink.

The girl put her hands up and walked away, not saying a word.

Yang continued to sit at the bar for a while. Eventually a man sat down next to her and ordered a drink. He then turned and looked at her for a moment.

"Hey, baby." He said in a charming tone of voice, "how much you want for some of this?"

Yang turned and looked at him. "Excuse me?"

"How much you want, if you catch my drift." He replied.

Yang very quickly grew very angry. "Are you calling me a fucking whore you little piece of shit?"

The man quickly realized his mistake and stood quickly to leave. However he was not quick enough.

Yang punched him hard in the face, knocking him to the ground. As soon as she did that, several other people, obviously friends of the man, stood ready to fight her.

She was usually good at fighting, being a boxer, but in her drunkenness she was terrible compared to the more sober group of men. She managed to get several strong punches on a few of them, and knocked one out. However, they eventually got the better of her and knocked her to the ground. She stood up and faced them.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" the bartender yelled. He walked in between them. "I WANT ALL OF YOU OUT RIGHT NOW!"

Yang, in her drunken state, decided to throw one last blow. Unfortunately this was aimed at the bartender. Just before her fist connected with the man's face, an arm reached from behind Yang and grabbed her arm, twisting it behind her back.

Yang was immobilized, and whoever it was that grabbed she forced her towards the door and out of the bar. Once outside, Yang was thrown on the ground by the person. She rolled over to see who it was. Surprisingly, standing over her was the same girl that told her to stop her drinking earlier.

"Get up." She said, offering a hand to help her up.

Yang stood up and looked at the girl. A moment later she threw a punch directly at her. The girl moved out of the way and shoved Yang against a wall.

"I'm trying to help you, so could you please not do that?" She asked

Yang grunted a reply

"Good. Now what is your dorm number?"

Yang looked at her, confused

"What's it to you?"

"You are obviously a student at Beacon," she told her, "I want to know what your dorm is so I can get you there safely."

"Well I have no fucking idea, I've been at my sister's dorm the entire time I've been here, and I got a new roommate this year that I don't know yet." Yang replied.

"Well then what's your name; I might know who your roommate is." The girl asked.

"Yang Xiao Long."

Upon hearing this, the girl sighed, put her hand on her face and turned away from Yang.

"What's the matter now?" Yang asked annoyingly

The girl sighed again and looked Yang straight in the face.

"I'm your new roommate."