The third installment of a group of Stories called Tales of Team RWBY
I, in no form, own RWBY or any of its copyrighted material, and MOST of the details are purely fan fiction, based off of the work of Monty Oum
Definitely Answers- A Monochrome Tale
The day after the cafeteria fight with Cardin, both Blake and Weiss sit in the library and have a hushed conversation while they study.
'Hmmmm. If necessary, I could swing around the King Taijitu using its neck as an anchor, but I would prefer a tree if possible. After that a slice through the back of the neck, assuming it isn't shedding at the time. That molted skin could ruin my blade, and that would truly piss me off. Maybe if I-'
"Blake, what did you mean when you said it was eating at you that you helped make some part of my childhood miserable?" 'Gods, I had hoped this conversation wouldn't happen. I suppose that was naïve of me.'
"I was involved in a few operations against the Schnee Corporation, and only two of them were 'peaceful,'" I respond. "Weiss, you're my teammate. We've been through a lot. You trust me right? Besides, I thought you didn't care about my White Fang past?"
"Of course I trust you," she replies. "And I don't care about your history with those… people, but it's also interesting to know what kind of experience you've had in espionage. I was also wondering where the sudden worry about my childhood had come from. Anyways, what do you mean by 'peaceful?'"
"Weiss are you sure you want to hear about my past?" I ask. 'I don't want to hurt you, by telling you what really happened to make your father so upset.'
"Yes, I'm prepared. I understand you've moved past that part of your life," she says, confidence and exasperation mixing in her voice. 'At least one of us is prepared.'
"Weiss, you remember the night you learned I was once in the White Fang, you spoke of a train car of dust that was stolen?" 'Please don't hate me Weiss.'
"Yeeeees." 'I didn't know I may come to…..care for the daughter of the CEO I was attacking.'
"Adam, an old White Fang friend of mine, and I were the ones who stole that train car. I provided the distraction, while Adam hooked up the cables and dealt with the in car security. When we were done, we called in air support, and flew the dust out. The only hitch was a mech that neither of us had predicted. It almost ended the operation immediately by damaging on of our carriers." 'I was trying to make a difference; I was fighting for my parents Weiss, just as you fought for yours that night.'
"I… I see." She said, her voice hitching slightly. "So then, do you know which one of you killed the board director that was on the train?" 'How was she connected to the board director?'
"I'm sorry. Was he a close friend of your family's?" 'Please say no.'
"I personally wasn't close to him. Just his daughter. She was the closest thing to a friend I had growing up, and she took the worst of it." She wipes a tear from her eye." She eventually killed herself." 'Dear. Gods. What have I done to this poor child?'
"I'm so sorry Weiss." I say, immediately regretting that night, and every operation I've ever been involved with for the White Fang. 'I killed her only friend. Just because I wanted equality. It wasn't worth it.' There's an incessant ringing. 'Why won't it go away?'
"Come on Blake, we have to go to class." I feel Weiss pull me half out of my seat, and make an effort to get up. I keep my head low all the way to class. Even with all that I've done to her, Weiss stays by my side the whole time.
The end of the day, all of Team RWBY is in their room doing homework.
I hear Ruby and Yang bickering as usual, but neither I, nor Weiss, have said much since our conversation in the library, but Weiss has hardly left my side during that time. The others are bound to notice at some point. 'Calculate the trajectory of an arrow fired from a bow using 720n of force, when the wind is blowing at 8mph in the opposite direction. A 40kg boulder is launched using 320n of force, and is suddenly knocked aside by another force, equal to 700n. Calculate the velocity of said boulder before, and after, being hit by the second force. 40kg. Doesn't Ruby weight close to that? Are you personalizing these questions Professor Port?'
"Blake, can you help me with this problem?" asks Ruby
"Sure, which problem?" I ask calmly.
"This one." She points to the one about the boulder. "How do we calculate the velocity of the boulder after its hit?" 'Come to think of it, I don't know.'
"Ummmm, I have no idea, I wasn't paying much attention in class today." 'Because I was too busy worrying about how much Weiss hated me at the time.'
"Blake not paying attention? Are you alright?" Yang asks, incredulous. 'Leave it to the blonde to point out that something's wrong.'
"Come to think of it, I did notice that her eyes were puffy when she and Weiss walked in. Did something happen Weiss?" 'You caught on as well Ruby. Whether Weiss tells you or not is her choice, though.'
Weiss looks to me. "Can I tell them?"
"Tell us? Now you have to!" Yang says, as she points accusingly at Weiss.
"You can tell them Weiss. I wanted to speak with you personally first because it was your past." I prepare myself for the emotional bombarding that is sure to come, as Weiss starts the story with our conversation while Ruby and Yang were gone. Thankfully, she leaves out the fact that I wanted them gone. As Weiss tells the story, I constantly repeat the same words over and over in my head like a mantra: 'Please don't let them hate me. Please don't let them hate me. Please don't let them hate me.'
When she finishes, even Yang's usually joking demeanor is replaced with a worried frown. Suddenly, her face goes slack, and she looks up at me. "Damn. No wonder you guys were dead serious the other night!" ~SMACK~ We don't even have time to groan in annoyance before Yang is launched to the side with incredible force. Ruby just punched her in the face. Wait. Ruby; our hyperactive, cheerful leader, who loves her sister more than anyone else on this team; just punched Yang in the face?! 'What's going on here?!'
"What the hell was that for Ruby?" Yang shouts as she sits back on Weiss' bed, a bit of blood welling up on her lip. "Son of a bitch, she's got one excellent right hook though!"
"Yang, my dearest sister." Ruby says, cold blooded murder leaking through her voice.
"Y-Yes Ruby, my darling baby sister?" asks Yang, who is shaking slightly. 'Yang, shaking? And because of Ruby? How often does our team leader get this way?'
"Now is not the time for jokes, puns, teasing, or any sort of merriment. Now, be quiet, or I'll break your jaw." As she says this Ruby looks up at Yang, and madness rests on Ruby's face like it has belonged there all along. Now Yang is practically quaking with terror, and frankly, I'm shaking myself. Even Weiss, who normally has excellent hold over her emotions, is visibly shaken by the look. I move slightly closer to Weiss, that way one of us could protect the other, should Ruby turn herself on us.
"Um, Yang, how often does Ruby get this way?" A hesitant Weiss asks.
"Only when she gets emotionally overloaded, which doesn't happen as often as you'd think, but when it does, I almost shit myself." 'So we've noticed'
"So we've noticed." I look to Weiss as she spoke the exact words on my mind. Suddenly, Ruby slumps to the side, obviously unconscious.
"That was a thing." Yang says, overly-enthusiastic, considering she almost got murdered by her own sister. She moves towards the light switch and says, "I think I'm gunna call it a night. Anyways, I'm really sorry about your friend Weiss. Oh, and Blake, it's alright. No one here hates you." As she finishes up, she smiles, and I feel every muscle in my body relax. I feel as if every pain I'd held on to since revealing my White Fang association just lifted from my shoulders, and if it weren't for the fact that it was late, I might jump up and dance. Yang turns off the light and gets in her bed, and I immediately hear her breathing relax, but I can tell it's forced. That rat is listening in on us.
"Blake," Weiss pipes up, rather hesitant, "Ruby's taking up my whole bed, do you mind if I sleep with you tonight?" I snap my head up at the request, and feel my face light up like a dust shop full of open flames.
"Uh, yea, sure." I say, as I scoot over towards the wall, and pat the bed beside me. Weiss crawls in gingerly, and once she's situated, shifts close over me.
"Goodnight Blake." She whispers.
"Goodnight Weiss." I whisper, as I drape my arm hesitantly and gingerly over her side, careful of her ribs. At first she stiffens, and I'm scared I've screwed it up, but she immediately relaxes, and scoots closer towards me. I smile into her hair, and fall asleep. I do not dream that night, and for that I am thankful.
A/N: Probably the most stressful chapter ever. I spent nearly 48 hours making sure I got the perfect level of reaction from Blake and Weiss. I spent so much time watching RWBY while writing this, and reading other fanfics to see how they portrayed the two, that I can recite many phrases from RWBY perfectly. I need a life. ;-; Oh well, ENJOY!
