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"Ren! Buddy! Hey! Is Nora in today?" Yang practically yelled across the bakery counter whilst Weiss inhaled the tempting smells of fresh breads, pastries and cakes as she cast her gaze around the rustic but charming shop.

"She's supposed to be delivering some orders right now, though I'm sure she'll eat half of them…" He replied morosely.

"Ha, probably. So have you got the package I asked for?"

"Yes, let me go fetch it." Yang smiled widely and nodded as he disappeared into the back whilst Weiss admired the decorating on a spectacular cake.

"Do you know everyone in Vale?" Weiss asked.

"I know a lot of people. I went to school with Nora and Ren so we've been friends for years. Nora's parents own this shop and they always looked after Ren when he was younger and his parents went of long business trips so he's had a job here practically since he was tall enough to see over the counter."

Weiss couldn't shake the image of a miniature version of the dark haired, magenta-eyed man, wearing clothes that were far too large for him, barely able to reach over and hand change to customers as his sleeves slipped over his tiny hands.

"I see." Ren re-entered the room with a wicker basket and Yang handed him some notes as she accepted the hamper.

"Thanks a lot! I'll come around tomorrow to see you properly." Yang said her goodbyes and Weiss followed her out of the shop, back onto the sidewalk.

"The Valkyrie bakery has the nicest food, you'll see. Anyway onwards we go!"

"Wait. How are we taking the hamper?"

"The picnic stuff? Er… you'll have to wear it on your back like a backpack." She gestured to the straps that could be used to hoist it onto someone's back.

"A backpack?"

"Yeah you put two straps over your shoulders an-"

"I know what one is! I don't wear backpacks." She put it simply, like a fact- which it was.

"Make an exception for just the ride? I promise I won't tell anyone!"

"Ugh." Weiss decided that letting Yang go ahead with her plans so far had yielded surprisingly positive results and so she relented to those wide puppy dog eyes, deciding that Yang was definitely comparable to a golden retriever.


Even though it was only early evening the sun was rapidly lowering over the landscape and from her position on the bike Weiss could tell they were travelling uphill, closer to the more wooded outskirts of Vale. The path switched into a dirt track as trees surrounded either side and blocked out the remaining of the sun's rays and still they travelled higher.

Bumblebee began to slow and Weiss focused her eyes ahead as a break in the trees appeared and light spilled into her vision as a perfect silhouette of the city was revealed by the orange sphere that touched the vast, blue ocean and was reflected in its surface. The sky was a myriad of bright colours; orange, pink, red and little remnants of its original blue.

The trees made way for a copse which contained a handful of picnic benches that overlooked the magnificent view and Yang parked, also entranced by the sunset.

"It's beautiful." Weiss whispered, not wanting to break the perfect moment they had witnessed.

"There's more to Vale than the buildings or the people, I had to share this sunset with someone."

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it, now let's eat." Yang clapped once and made grabby hands at the basket on Weiss' back before taking it over to a bench which groaned slightly under her weight. Weiss primly sat opposite her and took in the vast selection of foods Yang had ordered for them. "See anything you fancy?" Yang purred and Weiss was caught by the seductive smirk and singular raised eyebrow of the woman in front of her. Weiss struggled to break the intense lilac gaze that seemed to know that she wasn't as immune to Yang's charms as she made out.

She took a plate and selected some of the few salad leaves available and an apple. Yang took two slices of freshly baked bread and began assembling a colossal sandwich that incorporated multiple cheeses and meats. She then patted down the top of her masterpiece and somehow managed to take a bite out of it despite it appearing to be larger than her head from Weiss' position. "So…" The blonde began around a mouthful of sandwich, not at all shocking Weiss with her dreadful table manners.

"Don't talk with your mouthful."

"Sorry." Yang apologised and attempted to speak between bites. "How long have you actually been in Vale?"

"Since last summer, I moved just before starting senior year at Signal."

"What are you going to do at Beacon?"

"Business."

"I know Blake mentioned you were an heiress, what business does your family own?"

"I just realised I never told you my second name." Weiss let out a laugh and was reminded of just how refreshing it was to be around someone who hadn't met her knowing that she was the daughter of one of the richest men on the planet.

"Huh?"

"I'm Weiss Schnee."

"Sch- oh! You own the place you're flipping burgers at?!"

"I don't flip burgers! I handle orders and customer relations."

"So why are you working there?" Yang questioned as she finished her sandwich and turned her attention to the assortment of small cakes and pastries before them.

"My father believed it would be important to understand the inner workings of the company I am to inherit. If I don't know what it's like to work there I can't make informed decisions."

"He sounds like a sensible guy; a little hard work can be good for anyone."

"I still hate having to deal with customers."

"Heh, sorry about the time we met again."

"I suppose I have forgiven you by now."

"Phew." Yang wiped imaginary sweat from her brow as she smiled and leaned closer.

"You aren't a bratty child so it's easier to forgive you." Weiss informed her.

"Do you hate all kids?"

"I hate poor manners, people being unreasonably demanding and excessive loud noises. Children often fit into all three of those categories."

"Fair enough. I find I get on pretty well with the little people." Yang sent a sly look across the table and Weiss glared back.

"Is that another immature jab at my height? I'm not surprised you get along well with children, you appear to have the mental age of one."

"You make a strong argument there. I often have a pretty short attention span and I like shiny and pretty things." Weiss felt Yang's legs brush against hers under the table and the heiress shivered at the contact. "Are you cold?" Concern was etched into Yang's face.

"It's not uncomfortable." Weiss assured her as, with a brief rush of confidence, she lifted her foot to stroke gently against Yang's calf.

"Good, do you want a bite of this pastry? It has some apple on it- I think it's some French thing?"

"It's Tarte Tatin, one of my favourites actually. I'd love some." Weiss leaned over the table and took bite of the sweet pastry, sensing rather than seeing Yang's eyes on her.

It was a very high quality copy of the genuine French tart she had had when she went on vacation a few years ago and Weiss closed her eyes as she savoured the taste on her tongue.

"Uh… so what do you think?" Weiss snapped open her eyes to find a slightly flustered Yang with a light dusting of pink on her cheeks.

"Delicious." Yang was still looking at her with wide eyes and Weiss wanted to laugh at this sudden shyness but loud rock music began blaring around the previously tranquil clearing.

"Sorry!" Yang exclaimed as she jumped up from the table whilst simultaneously stuffing the rest of the Tarte Tatin slice in her mouth and grabbing her cell phone. "I need to take this but I'll make it quick."

Pasty spewed from her mouth as she lifted the phone to her ear and Weiss nodded at her. "Hey sis! What is it? No I've just eaten; I did tell dad that I was going to be out late. I'll tell you later okay? Yes she can hear me talking to you." Yang sent a smile Weiss' way as the muffled voice on the other end continued to speak at a rapid pace. "No I haven't hidden your Christmas screwdriver set! Seriously, what would I do with twenty six different sized screwdrivers? Actually don't answer that. Look, I need to go alright? Don't eat the cookies in the fridge 'cause I baked them for- what?! You already ate them?! They've been there less than four hours! You've only been in the house for two! Whatever, you'd better watch your back when I get home. See ya later okay?"

Yang hung up and rolled her eyes to which Weiss spoke up, "She sounds like a handful."

"You could say that. I love her more than anything but that just makes me worry about her all the time. I guess I should take you home, it's getting pretty dark."

It was only then that Weiss realised she didn't want the day to end, like a child on their birthday she didn't want to wake up to another normal day when she fell asleep.

"Ok." They began to pack up as the sun got closer and closer to dipping below the horizon.

"Let's go princess." Weiss discovered that the nickname had ceased to bother her as she held tightly onto Yang and Bumblebee's engine revved throughout the clearing.


In the dark, lights sparkled at the edge of Weiss' vision, teasingly, as they sped through the city.

Yang called back to her over the rushing in her ears. "Give me directions to as close as we can get without your daddy seeing the bike." Weiss did just that and they headed away from the more densely populated areas and towards the gated estates near the edge of Vale.

"Stop here." Weiss commanded just after turning onto a wide road that was lined with gates. The roaring engine cut out and Yang stepped off the bike.

"Can I walk you to your house? The gate at least, I know street crime is pretty much non-existent in this area but I wanna make sure you get back safe."

"Follow me." Weiss lead them along the wide sidewalk which had patches of grass at intervals to furthermore add to the wealthy aesthetic of the area.

"Woah. These are some fine mansions. They're huge!"

"They can feel very empty when you're on your own."

"You get to stay home alone in one of these houses? My mouth is watering just thinking about the kind of house party you could throw here." Weiss gave her a stern glance at the very notion of throwing a house party when her parents were away on business.

"As a Schnee I am expected to be respectable and that means obeying my parent's wishes."

"I get it but just… wow. Do you have a pool?"

"Yes, one heated indoor and one outdoor."

"You have two! Do you have a hot tub?"

"My mother got one installed a few weeks ago."

"So your mom is awesome."

"She is… 'Awesome'." Weiss smiled at the childish term that was so Yang. "This is it." She stopped before the silver gates, engraved with roses, which led to her house.

"Nice! So uh… I guess this is where we say goodbye?"

"For now."

"So you want to hang out again tomorrow? I could show you the side of town where most of us students live and… my apartment."

"So you stay there during term time but your family also have a house in Vale?"

"Yeah but they live on the far outskirts, in the suburbs, I wanted a place closer to Beacon and downtown for my second year of college. I stayed in the campus dorms my first year."

"That seems reasonable, I'm working most of the day tomorrow but I could take a change of clothes with me and you could pick me up after my shift ends at five?"

"Five in the afternoon right?"

"Yang, I wouldn't ask you to pick me up from work at five am." The blonde let out a nervous giggle and placed a hand on the back of her neck in embarrassment.

"Right, of course. Cool. So I'll see you tomorrow. Great." Yang began to turn around but Weiss grabbed her wrist.

"Wait!" Weiss leaned up, having to use her tiptoes even in heels, and pecked Yang on the cheek. "Thank you; you are a good tour guide." The blonde's grin was far brighter than the shining stars above them and Weiss was almost blinded by it as she felt her cheeks heat up. She turned away and called out, "Goodnight Yang." before buzzing in at the gates and beginning her trek up the long driveway to her front door.


The alarm blared and Weiss knew she would never hate a sound more than her morning alarm. She smashed her hand against it as she groaned and sat up, remembering how much fun she had had the previous day and smiling at the prospect of seeing Yang only one work shift from the present. With schoolwork and fencing she could hardly remember the last time she had enjoyed anything, even laughing unabashedly at the boxer's antics.

A gentle knocking at her bedroom door halted her thoughts about a certain blonde's smile. "Come in." The bottom of the door brushed against the carpeted floor and alabaster hair, which which Weiss had inherited, appeared around the doorframe as her mother peeked her head into the dimly lit room.

"Good morning darling. Do you have a few spare minutes before you begin preparations for the day?"

"Yes mother, what is it?" A twist in her gut at the worry of what this talk could be about had Weiss sitting up straight. Her mother smiled again and purposefully strode over to the white curtains. Weiss fluttered her eyes at the sun's early morning glare though the glass doors that led to her balcony, overlooking their outside pool that glistened in the light.

"Your father tells me that you have been working hard." This was particularly worrying; opening with small talk before moving to the actual subject at hand was one of her mother's usual tactics.

"Yes."

"Good. He also said that you were late home last night, why was that?" Curious blue eyes, a tinge darker than her own, bore into Weiss as she sat at the bottom of Weiss' bed.

"I'm sure he told you that I was at the library and then studying at a small café I discovered." Weiss recited the lie she had concocted for her father's questions the day before.

"Yes he did. So you were studying the entire evening? And you were on your own, not with somebody?"

"No, w-why?"

Her mother's mouth curled into a smirk. "Call it mother's intuition or the fact that I saw a motorbike parked at the end of the street and I don't think any of our neighbours would have any business with a tall, good-looking, leather clad blonde."

"Uh…" Weiss felt her entire face blush as her mother leaned closer, a mischievous grin, unlike Weiss had ever seen, gracing her features.

"You don't need to lie to me Weiss, I have always said that I want you to be happy and whether this is just a fling or something more serious I am fine with you choosing who you want to pursue romantically as long as you're safe and it's what you want. Your father may be more difficult to win over…"

"W-we're just friends." Weiss blurted out, fixing her eyes firmly on her light blue quilt.

"A friend you wish to keep hidden from your father? So how did you meet…?"

"Yang."

"How did you meet Yang?"

"She ordered some food with a couple of her friends the other night when I was working."

"How romantic." Her mother sighed, her eyes glassy as she imagined probably a completely different scenario to the actual occurrences that night.

"Quite the opposite really but she left her sunglasses on the counter so I text her to come and fetch them."

"Slow down and tell me the entire story."

"She wrote her number on a napkin despite my threatening to remove her fingers if she ever touched me and then she accidentally left her glasses on the counter. I collected them and texted her to arrange her picking them up when I was on my shift the following day. She came into the store and collected them and then I decided to never speak to her again but she left a note saying she was going back to college next week so I caved and said I was free to do something. She had offered to give me a tour of Vale and so that's what we did yesterday." Weiss recounted her and Yang's brief history and found that it was nice to actually speak to someone about the weird friendship she had forged.

"I see. What college does she go to?"

"Beacon."

"Impressive, do-" Weiss' alarm began blaring again, this was her 'you're going to be late' alarm and so she began scrambling about the room for her work uniform. "I'll leave you to it sweetheart, let me know when you get home safely tonight."

"You have a meeting?"

"Yes, it's across town and followed by another tiresome corporate dinner so we'll be home rather late."

"Ok. Thanks for… understanding."

"Of course dear." She smiled and left Weiss to hurriedly prepare for her shift and wonder if her mother really intended on keeping Weiss' new friendship a secret.


"So uh Weiss… w-would you like to maybe see a m-movie with me sometime?"

"No." She sighed at turned her eyes away from the lanky, blond new boy and back to the clock. It seemed to tease her how slowly it was moving towards five o'clock, it was so close.

"O-okay well do you need a lift home in a bit? You didn't bring your car today."

"Well observed. I am meeting a friend so no."

"Oh."

"You have your name badge on upside down." Weiss helpfully pointed out as Pyrrha made her way over to them.

"I'll fix that for you Jaune." Pyrrha smiled at him and adjusted the plastic that stated his name whilst he blushed under Weiss' glare.

"Okay you two are free to escape now!" Pyrrha announced as she gestured to the time and some other employees appeared to take over for the evening shift.

Weiss paced ahead of Jaune and towards the staffroom which contained their lockers. She took out her designer handbag, in which her change of clothing resided, and exited before she would be forced to exchange anymore pleasantries with her incompetent co-worker.

She had barely stepped outside before she heard the distinctive roar of Bumblebee and she raked her eyes across the parking lot, easily being drawn to the vibrant yellow and gold amongst the plainer vehicles and customers.

With her bag resting at her elbow she took confident strides towards the blonde who was capturing more than a few desiring glances as she removed her helmet and shook out her hair, a delightful smile painted onto her face all the while.

"Well hello princess." She greeted in a low tone that had Weiss rolling her eyes but feeling her stomach squirm all the same.

"Good evening idiot."

"So do you want to come to mine?"

"Well I need to get changed; I refuse to wear this uniform in public for any longer than is absolutely required."

"Mine it is. Hop on."


They entered an underground storage garage that Yang parked in before heading towards the elevator that lead into the block of flats above them. It was in the more heavily populated area of Vale but far away from the infamous 'White Fang District' which was know for its gang crime and general dilapidation.

"Who else do you share your apartment with?"

"You may have already met them." Yang ambiguously answered as she selected a level and the elevator doors slid shut.

"Banana boy and the goggles giant?" Weiss questioned, remembering the ridiculous looking trio.

"They're some pretty accurate names, I'll have to borrow 'em sometime. Yeah Nep and Sun have always been really close and I met them last year when we all joined Beacon."

"I never asked, what are you studying at Beacon?"

"Criminology, my plan B is to work for the police force. My uncle Qrow is a chief detective for the Vale police so he suggested it and my dad agreed that I could try and take my boxing pro as long as using my guns to apprehend criminals was my back-up."

"Do you enjoy it?"

"It's interesting but I've never really enjoyed studying so exams are a chore."

There was a musical 'ting' as the elevator arrived at their destination and the doors parted to a dimly lit corridor. Weiss followed Yang to a white painted door that had the number eleven on it.

"Welcome to my humble abode." Yang pushed the door open and bowed as Weiss stepped onto laminate flooring and took in the college student's apartment.

They had entered the living area which contained a bruised sofa that was facing a large TV, between the two was a coffee table that was covered in various papers and empty coffee mugs. Her eyes were drawn to a ridiculously large stereo for the size of the apartment and the extensive collection of CDs and DVDs which lined the multiple shelves on the wall behind. Across the other side of the room was a small kitchen with an island and stools that were presumably where they ate their meals. A few doors lead off the open plan area and Yang headed towards one.

"Yo! Sun? Nep? Anyone home?" Yang called and was met with silence. "They're probably out failing at picking up chicks about now. You can get changed in my room if you like." She pressed a palm against a door and led Weiss inside.

It was sparsely furnished, containing a bed, wardrobe, drawers and a desk and chair. Weiss' eye twitched slightly at the bright yellow bedspread and curtains but she supposed the colour did suit Yang's personality. Schoolwork littered the desk along with a pair of yellow boxing gloves and various posters of boybands and boxers were tacked up on the walls.

"I'll just go and watch TV for a bit." Yang offered as she left Weiss in her room, the door shutting with a soft 'click'.

Weiss placed her bag on the double bed and began laying out her clothes when she heard the murmuring of the TV from the other room and what she guessed was the opening and closing of a door. She hurriedly stepped into her dress as she heard footsteps and more unintelligible words. Then, more worryingly, shuffling, a mighty thud and a pain-infused groan.

She inspected herself in the floor to ceiling mirror before throwing the bedroom door open and taking in the scene.

Weiss' jaw dropped open as Yang was stood, dusting off her hands, over Neptune who was rolling side to side on his back. When they saw her in the doorway Weiss was alerted to the third person in the room who began guffawing uproariously from his perch on one of the kitchen counters as he looked over the scene.

"What…?"

"How does the floor feel Nep?!" Sun managed to gasp out between laughs.

"Guuhhhhhh."

"You should know better by now than to think you can floor me." Yang informed him as she turned to face Weiss. "You ready?"

"Uh… yes." Still not fully recovered from the shock she stepped cautiously around the still groaning man to nod towards Sun in greeting. "Hello."

"Hey Ice Queen, how are ya?"

"I'm fine thank you but my name isn't 'Ice Queen'."

"Come on princess, we can always talk to these two idiots later." Yang made her way towards the door just as Sun began eating a banana, throwing the peel on Neptune as they exited.

"Do you assault your friends often?" Weiss asked as they returned to the elevator.

"He totally started it!"

"You really are a child."

"It makes life more fun."

"You'll have to prove it."

"Is that a challenge?" Weiss felt a jolt of thrill shoot through her as the elevator doors closed and Yang leaned over her, an eyebrow raised as she waited for a reply.

"Yes." Weiss replied, looking up at the blonde through her lashes.

"You're on." Yang held out a palm and Weiss was about to shake it when it was retracted and Yang stuck her tongue out at her. "I can't believe you fell for that!"

"Well I apologise for being used to having mature company." Weiss placed her hands on her hips and turned away from the stupid grin on that stupid face.

"I can be mature but you'd be instantly bored if I wasn't my usual charming, child-like self."

"Perhaps."

"What? Was that you admitting you like me as I am?"

"No. Definitely not. My mother saw you yesterday by the way."

"What?!" Weiss smiled at her successful diversion tactic.

"She's not against me choosing who I want to spend my time with but my father is a whole other issue. He can be somewhat unpredictable and I know he loves me but he can show it in unusual ways."

"So what did she say about me? Did she like what she saw?" Yang winked and put on another one of her arrogant smirks.

"I swear if you ever flirt with my mother-"

"So I'm going to meet her then?"

"I would hope not but now that she knows about you…"

"Right. Well I could totally whip out my 'mature me' if you ever need me to."

"I'll keep that in mind."


A/N: Next time may involve an interesting shopping trip and Yang trying to use lines from Romeo and Juliet (I wonder if you can guess how well that goes)

I'll update soon hopefully- thanks for reading!

YellowSign- I do all my own editing so I suppose it's likely that a few mistakes will slip through but I'll stay vigilant also as an idea of doing 'more on the side' for this AU I'm curious as to what you exactly mean by that- I'm not opposed to writing more stuff set in this AU and any ideas or thoughts would be appreciated. Thanks for reviewing and I'm glad you're enjoying this!