Of Sunsets and Night Skies
Chapter 4: Well, They're Adults, Pt. 2 of 2
Ruby blinked several times, trying to figure out if what she had just witnessed was real or not. Walking on silent feet back to where Weiss was waiting, her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she realized there was something off about the scene she had stumbled upon, but she couldn't quite place it.
It was gnawing at her, her mind whirring as she tried to figure out what was bothering her so much. In front of her, the white-haired girl awaited.
"Well, did you get it?" Weiss asked the approaching girl.
"They were on your bed!" Ruby blurted out, eyes widening as she realized what was grinding on her.
"What? What are you talking about?" Weiss asked, an impatient tone creeping into her voice. "Why would your wallet be on my bed?"
Ruby stopped a few feet away from Weiss, wrinkling her nose in confusion.
"Wallet? Why would my wallet be on your bed?"
Weiss sighed in exasperation. This was one of those times where she pinched the bridge of her nose in true frustration, and not simply for effect.
"This conversation is quickly getting circular." She said. "Did you or did you not retrieve your wallet, like you intended?"
Ruby paused, patting her pockets. A second later, and an even louder, most unlady-like sigh escaped Weiss as Ruby chuckled softly.
"No...no I didn't."
"Ruby, sometimes, you make me weep for the future of humanity." Weiss commented dryly.
"Wow, Weiss, I didn't take you for the overly dramatic type."
"That's the thing, I'm not being dramatic. You literally went back for one item, and returned moments later without it. I'm seriously worried. When was the last time you had a physical? You might have something going on in that head of yours."
Ruby's face twisted into a glare, but it only served to make Weiss smile softly at the young girl.
"I'll have you know that I was distracted." Ruby proclaimed, and Weiss had to wonder if she imagined the hint of pride that she detected in her voice.
"Distracted by what?"
"Blake and Yang."
"Really? And what did they do to distract you?"
Ruby raised her hands, gesturing wildly as she emulated the actions she had seen. Her red tipped black hair hung wildly in front of her silver eyes as she raised her voice excitedly.
"Well, Blake didn't have a shirt on, and she was pinned to the bed by Yang, who also didn't have a shirt on, and Yang was all like, 'Grrrr!' on Blake, and-!"
Instantly, a deep stain overtook the heiress' cheeks, and she lunged forward, clamping her hand over Ruby's mouth, silencing her.
"I don't want to hear it!" Weiss said, staring into Ruby's surprised eyes.
They stayed that way for a second, Weiss uncomfortably close to the younger girl with her hand on her mouth, and Ruby with her hands still in front of her, hands curved into claws, imitating Yang's grip on Blake's hips.
Then, it seemed to click.
"And what the hell do you mean, they were on my bed?!" Weiss practically shouted, throwing her hands into the air and relinquishing her grip on Ruby.
"They were laying on your bed, while Yang went down on Blake." Ruby said, matter-of-factly.
Weiss froze, and a little voice in the back of her mind was screaming at her not to have this conversation with her fifteen year old leader, but curiosity got the better of her, and she relented.
"Uhh...Ruby, walk with me." She said. Ruby happily fell into step beside the older girl, and Weiss began plotting a course for the nearest coffee shop.
"Ruby..."
"Yes, Weiss?" Ruby grinned up at her, oblivious to Weiss' discomfort.
"First off, where did you hear that phrase?"
"What phrase?" Ruby asked.
Weiss' eyebrows furrowed slightly in distaste.
'I was bred too highly for this sort of thing!' She thought, before licking her lips.
"Went down on." Weiss said, feeling slightly dirtier for having uttered it. "Where did you hear it?"
"Oh!" Ruby exclaimed, silver eyes following the display window of a bakery store as they walked by.
"Uh, I didn't hear it, I read it!"
Weiss was sure that she didn't imagine the hint of pride in her voice this time.
"Where did you read it?"
"In one of Blake's books. She left it on her bed."
Weiss turned slightly to glance at the girl next to her.
"Did she leave it on her bed?"
Ruby's gaze slid down and to the left, and she stuck her hands in her pockets as she shrugged.
"She left it under her pillow." She clarified. "But the corner was sticking out, and I was curious!"
"Okaaay..." Weiss wasn't sure how to process this. The next question was going to be even more painful, she knew.
"Now, Ruby, do you know what that means?"
"Uhh...not really. It wasn't explained very well in the book, but the characters were in a position similar to what I saw Yang and Blake doing, so..."
"Well, that's not what it...wait. Did Yang and Blake have their pants on?"
"Yep!"
"Okay, yeah, that's definitely not what it means."
"Oh."
Weiss sighed, and for a moment it seemed as if the painful parts were over. Until Ruby spoke up, that is.
"So what does it mean, then?" Ruby asked.
Weiss nearly tripped over her own feet, but caught herself just in time to avoid embarrassing herself.
"I'm not going to explain that to you." She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. Turning her head to the side, her offset ponytail draped over her shoulder, and her fingers absent-mindedly found her long locks, twirling them around her finger as her mind wandered.
Her mind didn't wander for long though, as a soft tapping was brought to her attention. Turning to Ruby, her heart skipped a beat as she saw the scroll in her hand.
"Ruby...what are you doing?" Weiss asked carefully.
"Looking it up on the internet." Ruby said conversationally.
An embarrassed squeal escaping her, Weiss swiftly snatched the scroll from Ruby's grasp, closing it and stuffing it down the front of her shirt into her bra.
"That is something I cannot allow!" She declared, feeling the all-too-familiar heat pound through her cheeks. "At least, not while you're in public."
Ruby didn't seem too torn up about the declaration, and Weiss was reminded again just how innocent Ruby really was. Which was surprising, given that her older sister was...well...was Yang.
Stopping, Weiss turned to face the door of a well known coffee shop. Pulling open the door, she waved Ruby through first before following closely behind.
Heading for an empty table at the back that had seats on one side and a bench seat along the wall on the other, Weiss carefully pulled off her jacket and shook it out, before draping it over the back of the chair.
In stark contrast to Weiss' deliberate actions, Ruby dived into the bench seat, ignoring the pointed look that the stern, white-haired girl threw her way.
Taking a seat, Weiss carefully crossed her legs in the most appropriate manner, before picking up a thin coffee menu from the table.
"Hey, Weiss?" Ruby said her name softly, and Weiss was immediately intrigued. Putting down her menu temporarily, she brushed a stray lock of white hair behind her ear before answering.
"Yes, Ruby?"
"Do you know what it's like?" She asked.
Weiss raised an eyebrow, allowing her fingers to drum a silent pattern on the table.
"Do I know what...what is like?" She asked.
"What it's like to have what Blake and my sister have." She replied, picking up her menu and gazing at it with stormy silver eyes.
Weiss hummed softly, eyes never leaving Ruby's seemingly troubled face.
"Honestly, no. I don't."
"Oh."
Ruby was silent for a moment, and Weiss' gaze found it's way back to her menu. This time though, she was looking but not seeing, as her mind was elsewhere, focusing on Ruby's words.
"I wish I knew." Ruby said again, swinging her legs idly under the table.
Weiss smiled, examining the girl closely.
"Yeah? And why is that?"
Ruby shrugged. "It just seems nice. They seem so happy when they're around each other, and it seems like they really just...fit, you know?"
"Well," Weiss said, biting her lip before continuing. "They are very comfortable with each other. It's a result of being partners, as well as a mutual attraction to each other."
Ruby seemed to perk up at the mention of partners.
"Does that mean that you and I can have what they have?"
Weiss closed her eyes once more, fighting the urge to giggle. From the outside it must have appeared as if she were angry, as Ruby muttered a quick apology.
Ignoring that, Weiss spoke up.
"I don't think that'll work, Ruby."
Ruby's silver eyes widened, and her lips curved into an adorable frown.
"Why not?" Ruby asked. "We have the same thing they do, we're partners, plus i like you. Doesn't that count for something?"
Weiss smiled softly.
"I like you too, Ruby." She replied. "But, you're too young."
Clearly Ruby didn't like that answer, but she merely shrugged.
"I guess...hey, Weiss?"
Weiss looked up once more from her menu.
"Yes?"
"Can you sit over here with me?" Ruby asked, patting the bench beside her.
Weiss looked around, and, seeing no one looking her way, she flipped to the other side of the table. Suddenly, Ruby scooted up close to her until their shoulders were touching, and then she inhaled slowly, exhaling softly in a contented sigh.
"Is this okay, Weiss?" Ruby asked quietly.
Weiss bit her lip for a moment, before desire won out over restraint, and she put her arm around Ruby, pulling her closer. Ignoring the feelings swirling around in her stomach, eating at her self control, she leaned her head on Ruby's shoulder.
"This is fine, Ruby."
Author's Note: My first, but definitely not last, White Rose fic. Please review, let me know what you think. Especially if you notice any errors; I wrote this with my eyes closed this morning. Enjoy!
