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"Yang!"
It was an early winter morning and somewhere in a small household, one young girl was ecstatic. But it wasn't just any day in the Winter break.
"Yang! Wake up! Today's the day." Being a child at heart, Ruby was very excited that there was one day each year where people exchange gifts with each other, even more so because of the 1000 lien they earned prior to arriving. She had even changed into her combat skirt despite it being only 7am
The blonde shuffled around in bed and mumbled, "Five more minutes, sis."
Ruby frowned but began to develop an ingenious idea. She reached under her cloak and pulled out her beautiful sniper scythe, Crescent Rose. She strolled over to Yang's bed and took several strands of the blonde's hair in her hand.
"Ruby?"
"If you don't get up, my baby will become acquainted with your hair."
Yang, almost on instinct, leaped out of her bed and her eyes flickered red. "No one touches my hair and lives!" Upon seeing Ruby's uncontrollable giggling, her eyes dimmed back to their natural lilac.
"Awake now, sis?" Ruby asked sweetly, fluttering her eyelids to add to her innocence.
"I hate you sometimes, Ruby."
"I love you too. Now get dressed and come downstairs."
Yang had never been one for decency. Even when she was only in a house with her sister and Uncle Qrow, she still opted for an orange tank top and black shorts.
"At least let me shower first, Rubes." Yang grabbed her yellow towel and clothes before making her way to the bathroom without waiting for Ruby to complain.
She turned on the shower and stripped off before stepping into the warm water. She loved the refreshing feeling of the warmth against her skin. It woke her up fully and was extremely pleasurable in a sense.
As she scrubbed her body thoroughly, her mind began to wander to her Faunus partner, Blake. The two had become close friends since they met in the Emerald Forest. Blake thought that they were friends and was seemingly fine with that. However, Yang wanted more.
She enjoyed the Faunus's smooth skin whenever they came into contact. She loved her soothing voice and calm persona. She also adored them cat ears, they were just too damn cute. She wasn't entirely sure if she loved Blake, perhaps desire was a more accurate term. There was only one person that she truly loved and that was her sister, Ruby.
Yang closed her eyes and allowed her hands to glide over her skin. She truly wished it was Blake though. She let herself become entranced by the mere thought of it. Maybe when I'm back at Beacon, I could-
"Yang! Hurry up!" The impatient cries of Ruby interrupted Yang's fantasy. Sighing, she turned the shower off and dabbed herself with the towel.
"I wonder how Blake is doing," Yang wondered aloud. "I wonder if she misses me."
The strange warmth Weiss felt when she awoke was calming to say the least. As her eyes fluttered open, the first thing she saw was her Faunus teammate lying alongside her. It was a surprisingly elating site, one she was still getting used to. It had only been three days since they had kissed.
Blake was holding onto Weiss tightly, to the point where almost any movement would surely wake the Faunus up. Weiss slowly shifted so that her body was facing Blake's. She drew a hand over her warm cheeks and whispered, "Wake up, kitten."
Blake moved slightly before opening her eyes. The sight she was greeted with brought a smile to her face. "Good morning."
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"I was actually having a nice dream when you woke me up, but I did nonetheless," Blake chucked.
Weiss gave a light laugh. "Sorry about that," she said before her smile was replaced by a look of curiosity. "What was your dream about?"
Blake grinned as her cheeks grew warmer. "Let's just say that things in dreams are better off staying in dreams."
Weiss, catching the Faunus's implications, flushed red. "Oh, I-I…"
"I'll go get us some breakfast," Blake said before giving Weiss a peck on the cheek. She climbed out of bed and walked out of the dorm, ignoring the stuttering heiress.
"How lewd," Weiss muttered as she climbed out of bed. "You can tell she's Yang's partner." She began to undress while continuing to mutter angrily to herself. We may be closer, but she's still a fiend. It almost seemed as if the Faunus enjoyed pretending that they were together.
Quickly, she rushed to put her underwear on. She had never been as confident in her body as someone like Yang was. She hated to admit it, but she was jealous of Yang. She was jealous of both her confidence and what she was so confident over.
As she began to rummage through her clothes, the door slowly opened. Weiss didn't hear, but she wasn't aware that the near-bare back of her was on display to her teammate who had abruptly returned.
Blake stopped and couldn't help but stare. She took in Weiss's graceful figure. She had never gotten such a good look at the heiress before. But now that she had, only one thought crossed her mind: wow.
Blake suddenly regained her composure and backed out of the room. She knew her cheeks were blushing profoundly as she struggled to erase the image of Weiss from head but to no avail. She wasn't quite sure she was trying though. After all, it was a beautiful image to behold. Blake, don't think like that.
Blake begrudgingly began to walk away. She had not only wanted to get breakfast, but to get Weiss's gift which she had left with Pyrrha. It wasn't anything extravagant, but it was a little addition to a standard gift by Weiss's standards. She had returned quickly because she noticed that she was only wearing a black tank top and pants to go and them. She thought was better off going in her current attire due to the current situation
Today was a big day for another reason too. The students who had remained at Beacon for the Winter break could now check who they had been drawn against for the qualifying stages of the Vytal Tournament. They would be drawn against each other depending on their skill in school and other expeditions. Blake was determined to go a long way.
She arrived at team JNPR's dorm and began knocking. Her thoughts immediately switched to the redhead. Pyrrha thrived on doing well; her demeanour on the battlefield was a complete contrast to her mood in school. She could switch between strategic precision and ruthless aggression at the bat of an eyelid. She wasn't described as 'the best' for nothing.
"Oh, hello Blake." Pyrrha had seemingly just woken up, with drowsy eyes and a wild mane of red hair.
"Hello. I'm sorry if I woke you up."
Pyrrha shook her head and put on her best smile. "Don't worry. I was up most of the night training-"
"Pyrrha? Who's there?"Jaune's voice came from his bed, and he was seemingly engulfed in a sea of blankets. His voice alone indicated greater fatigue than his partner.
Pyrrha gave a light sigh. "...him."
"Oh. I just came here for my box." Blake muttered. She had never really socialised with anyone at Beacon outside team RWBY, the ones who knew her best. She heard the rustling of blankets as Jaune peeped his head out from under his covers. He gave a small wave and collapsed once more.
"Oh, of course." She disappeared from the doorway only to appear with the box in her hand. "Hope she enjoys it."
Blake nodded and Pyrrha shut the door, presumably to go to sleep.
Blake looked down at the box. It was heavy in her grasp from the contents. Blake was hoping to impress Weiss. She almost had her now, it was just a matter of keeping her this close, she thought.
She just hoped that Weiss felt the same.
It pierced the air, making a sharp whooshing sound before colliding with its prey. It tore right through the foul beast and left it in a pile at her bloodstained boots. The crimson rose petals danced around her as she pointed it straight at the already lifeless beast and pulled the trigger. The sudden eruption of sound exploded throughout the forest, causing the sudden fleeing of small Nevermore. It was an understatement to say that Ruby was not herself when around Beowolves.
Ruby glared down at it, before shutting her eyes. As she sheathed Crescent Rose, she emitted a small sigh. She wasn't entirely sure how many she had killed in total. But she had a good reason to; it was how she had lost her mother.
Summer Rose had been a well-known and well-respected huntress, but had never returned from one of her hunts. It was only a few days later when it was said that she had been killed by Beowolves.
A younger Ruby had been devastated and had to move in with Yang. The emotional wounds still showed in Ruby's fighting style. Every time she fought one, she would mutilate it. She was on a permanent revenge mission for her mother's sake.
It was why she had felt so attached to Weiss. She had been like a mother figure to Ruby ever since she had opened up towards her team. Sure, she had Yang and her Uncle Qrow, but they were both carefree as well as caring. Her mother had been both compassionate and stern to try and teach Ruby what she knew. Ruby felt that Weiss emulated that. She partially filled the void of what had been missing.
"Ruby? What are you doing here?"
Just went for a walk, Yang!" The red girl spun around and put on her most endearing smile. "It did look astronomically out of place with the ground near her mostly painted red.
As Yang stepped into the clearing, she could only stare. She wasn't entirely surprised that Ruby had wandered into the forest. She also wasn't oblivious to Ruby's abhorrence towards Beowolves, but it didn't shock her any less whenever she saw an aftermath of a violent encounter involving her little sister. It wasn't that she was scared of Ruby by any means. She just couldn't get over Ruby's split personality.
Yang had been texting an attractive male with silver hair when she had heard the gunshot. The conversation was getting slightly flirty, with Yang constantly forgetting that she was meant to like Blake. She had never heard of the guy before, but he was hot and Yang thought that counted for something.
"Ruby...?"
Ruby could only hold the smile for several more seconds before it broke into a frown. The grass rustled as she sank to her knees.
Yang jumped to Ruby and wrapped her in a tight bear hug. Her aura flaring up slightly as the warm sensation soothingly spread onto Ruby's body. The small crackling of her fiery aura was the only thing preventing silence.
It had been a long time since Yang had had to comfort Ruby like this. Yang felt that this was one of the few perks of having Weiss on her team. She definitely kept Ruby happy most of the time. She may not have liked Weiss that much, but she was a teammate and a useful one at that.
"Yang? What do you think of Blake?"
"Huh?" Yang snapped out of her consoling state and looked down at her sister. The brunette's eyes were the same when she was genuinely wondering about something.
"I was just wondering how much you like her, that's all."
Yang allowed a small smile at her sister. "If I'm honest, I like her a lot."
"I know, I've heard you a couple of times talking about her." Ruby clambered back to her feet and gave Yang a half smile. "What are you going to do about it?"
"I guess that's for when I get back to Beacon, sis." Yang gave a discreet sigh of relief. If she had to choose between calming a slightly disturbed Ruby and discussing her relationship with Blake, she would choose the latter for her sister's sake.
"What would you do if someone took Blake from you? Say, someone like Weiss?" Ruby looked up at her with bright eyes and Yang was sure the question had a humorous undertone.
"I would get pissed." Yang had meant it as a joke but her words came out a lot more solid than she had meant. "I wouldn't trust Weiss of all people with my partner. I would have to find some way of getting back at her."
"Whoa. Calm down, Yang," Ruby said with a giggle.
"Sorry. I just get very... protective."
Ruby began laughing, knowing firsthand what Yang's protectiveness was like. When some boy bullied her back at Signal, it was lucky that Yang had escaped with nothing more than a warning from authorities.
Once Ruby regained her composure, she said, "If they were together, Weiss would be crushed if you took Blake away. She's told me how she often wants someone to be close to."
Yang gave an uninterested nod before putting her arm around Ruby. "Come on. Let's get back to the house."
However, neither of them noticed that someone was listening in, and that they had heard everything they wanted to. "Looks like Plan A is still in motion," the female voice said as it darted off further into the woodland.
Weiss Schnee vs. Russell Thrush.
Amaranth Anthos vs. Blake Belladonna.
Blake repeatedly read over the upcoming qualifying matches. She was facing someone from Vacuo who was supposedly slightly insane. It didn't worry her in the slightest. She had seen his competitive record when searching him and it wasn't impressive.
On the other hand, Weiss was facing one of Cardin Winchester's cronies. Blake honestly thought that it would be a surprise if Weiss didn't win in record time. She often found herself wondering whether the members of team CRDL shared a brain. His dual swords would also pale in comparison to Myrtenaster.
Blake began walking back to her dorm. She had managed to distract herself long enough for Weiss to begin wondering where she had went. Part of her knew that this was for the image which had been burned into her mind last time she had seen Weiss.
The door thudded repeatedly as Blake knocked, clearly learning from her mistakes. Weiss almost immediately opened it, her face a mixture of hurt and annoyance.
"Where have you been?" Blake detected the frustration instantly, but there was still an undertone of joy.
"Picking up something special," Blake cryptically replied.
Weiss gave an adorable pout before saying, "What could be so important that you have to leave me for half an hour?"
Blake, with light warmth spreading across her face, pulled her gift from behind her back. "I hope this fulfils your desires."
Weiss blushed and smile. "Dolt," she muttered under her breath. Blake grinned because whenever Weiss used Ruby terminology with others, it was a way of showing she cared.
Blake stepped in and the pair sat on Weiss's bed, the creaking of the frame hardly distracting Blake from this nervous moment.
Weiss opened it slowly and her smile grew. What was in the box was an assortment of different coloured Dust. But the thing that caught Weiss's eye was a large pendant that sat in the middle of the box. It was a small yin-yang pendant which glistened with hundreds of tiny crystals.
"Thank you, Blake." Weiss turned to her friend and gave a look of gratefulness. It may not have been as beautiful or excessive as some gifts she was used to, but this was given to her out of love and not for the sake of giving a gift.
That was why this gift immediately meant the world to her.
Blake said nothing but moved her head closer to Weiss without thinking. Shockingly, Weiss moved forward to meet her as their lips connected. The heiress allowed her fingers to dance over Blake's arms as a warm sensation began bubbling in the pit of Weiss's stomach. Is this what love feels like? She felt as if the icy wall around her had finally melted and new flame had entered her life.
Weiss wrapped her arms around Blake and pulled her closer, enjoying her warmth. She didn't want to let her go anymore. She would hate it if her new flame flickered and faded just after it had been lit.
Once they parted from the kiss, they sat in each other's arms. Neither feeling that words were appropriate. Neither wanting to ruin the moment between them.
"Weiss?"
"Yeah, Blake?"
"What are we going to tell Ruby and Yang?"
"What did you find out?" Roman was at it again, sitting in his solitary room while talking on his scroll.
"The red girl said that the heiress wants someone close to her," a different voice, a female, said from the other end of the line. "We need to find a way to break the two apart."
"Got any ideas?"
"Well, the blonde said that she is protective of Blake. Perhaps we can use it to our advantage."
"You're definitely better at planning than your partner, I'll give you that," Roman chuckled as he leaned back into his chair. The only light coming from his cigar and the glow from his scroll's screen.
"Thanks."
"Now if you'll excuse me, I need to make a call." Roman ended the call and, a few clicks later, was calling another person who might be able to help.
"Hello, old friend. Is that you?"
"Roman?" The usually masculine voice sounded genuinely surprised.
"Hello, Junior! Listen, I need you to do me a favour."
A/N: Longest chapter yet and also slightly early! Also perhaps the least exciting chapter so far but things will start stirring up in the next chapter which can be expected by Tuesday. I would appreciate some feedback on this chapter too as I'm not sure if it's one of my best, but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless.
Also, before anyone asks about the Vytal Tournament layout: students will participate in two or three qualifying rounds to narrow it down to the sixteen best. These sixteen will compete in the finals which, in RWBY time, is in the summer. That will adopt a classic knockout style until we eventually reach the final where a winner will be crowned.
Finally, although it may not seem like a lot to some, thanks so much for helping me reach 14 favourites and 31 follows in just one week for my debut fanfic! It means a lot and really encourages me to keep writing. So remember to review, favourite and follow if you enjoy. Thanks to all.