Author's Note: So yeah... This is the last of what I have written so far... Chapter 5 is being a pain in my ass to write... So if that doesn't show up for awhile... I'm sorry. But here's this. So I hope you enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own RWBY or any of it's character in any way, shape, or form. RWBY and all it's characters respectively belong to Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum.
Blake looked up from her book to check the timer on the washing machine. Noticing it still had a half hour left, Blake let out a sigh and looked out the window of the laundromat. It was the middle of the night and Yang decided they should stop at said laundromat and wash their clothes. Blake had to agree with Yang. The only brought a certain amount of clothing for the trip and it was getting to be about time to wash some of it. She wondered where the Blonde ran off too anyway. It was in the middle of a twenty four hour strip mall in the middle of nowhere, Nebraska.
Deciding to go and find Yang, Blake stood up and looked around the nearly empty laundromat. She was actually the only person in here beside the counter attendee. She figured Yang would be in one of the other shops, maybe the Seven Eleven next door. Walking into the convenience store, book still in hand, Blake scanned for a head of Blonde messy hair. She smiled when she saw her at an old arcade machine shoved away in the corner. As she approached Yang she could hear the sounds of the arcade machine. The sounds of grunting and old sounding punching noises. "What's up?" Blake asked as she leaned against the nearby shelf.
"Kicking Goro's big ugly ass," Yang said not even looking at the girl as she continued mashing the buttons.
"What?" Blake said confused.
"You've never played Mortal Kombat have you?" Yang asked. "Hell yeah!" She yelled, pumping her fist in the air as the machine said something about a fatality in a booming voice.
"Can't say I have." Blake said as she smiled at the girl's excitement.
Yang turned around to face Blake as she leaned against the machine. "You're missing out. Care to give it a shot?" Yang pointed over her shoulder to the machine with her thumb.
"I'll pass. Not really the video game type."
"You totally seem like you could be." Yang shrugged as she crossed her arms.
"What makes you say that?" Blake looked to the blonde to see her shrug again.
"Just the whole introvert thing." Yang turned back to face the machine. "Ruby was the same way until a few years ago. She used to just hang out in her room and play video games all day. A lot of the times I would join her."
"What changed?" The raven haired girl asked curiously.
"She met Weiss." Yang was almost completely warped back into the game. Occasionally muttering a curse when she got hit.
"That rich girl?"
"Yep," Yang said popping the P. "They met when Ruby accidently spilled some coffee on her when she was out once." Yang swore loudly as her character died in the game. The words game over appeared across the screen and Yang began to dig through her pockets for more quarters, frowning when she came up empty handed. She turned back around to face Blake. "Their friendship was a bit err… destructive at first. They would argue about stupid things. Eventually they found common ground. Apparently Weiss was a bit of a homebody herself, being the daughter of a wealthy family leads to seclusion apparently." Blake nodded as she listened to Yang talk. "They're practically inseparable now."
Yang pulled her phone out of her pocket and looked at the time. It was only a bit past midnight. Maybe Ruby would still be awake. As it turned out, the Seven Eleven had WiFi. Yang pulled her Skype up on her phone and pressed the button to call Ruby. Not even three seconds later the screen flashed as Ruby's face appeared on the screen. "Yang!" She yelled loudly through the speaker, causing the blonde to pull away from her phone in surprise. "You called!" She gave a bright smile to Yang.
"Hey little sis," Yang said returning the smile.
Ruby tried to look past her sister in confusion. "Where are you right now?"
Yang leaned against the arcade machine. "A Seven Eleven in the middle of nowhere."
"Why?"
"Had to do laundry." Yang shrugged. "It's in the same strip mall of the laundromat and they had a Mortal Kombat machine."
Ruby shook her head as she let out a laugh. "That is just like you. Lose all your quarters yet?"
"Geez you make it sound like I'm bad at it."
"You are Yang. You could never beat Uncle Qrow at it."
"That's because he cheated!" Yang said back defensively.
Ruby laughed at her sister. "No, you were just bad at it."
"You know what? Forget you." Yang covered her camera with her thumb as she spoke in a mock hurt voice.
Blake just opened her book back up and began to read as the two sisters conversed. She vaguely listened in on them, smiling occasionally as one of them said something humorous. She looked up when she heard her name mentioned only to see Yang looking at her. "What?"
"Ruby asked if you were enjoying the trip." Yang shot Blake a smile.
Blake looked up for a second before giving her answer. The events of the previous week shooting through her mind. She looked back to Yang and the girl on the phone screen. "It's been an experience so far."
Ruby smiled back at Blake. "Sounds like fun. I hope Yang hasn't annoyed you to much."
"Hey! I'm not that bad."
Blake let out a chuckle. "She's really not. At least so far."
A voice was heard yelling from another room through the phone. "Oh crap. That's dad. Sorry Yang. Gotta go." She looked over to Blake. " Bye Blake. Nice to meet you."
Blake waved at the girl. "Later Rubbles. Tell Dad I said hey." Ruby gave a thumbs up as the call ended. Yang clicked the lock button on her phone, slipping it back into her pocket as a smile spread across her face.
"You know it's hard to think you two are sisters."
Yang looked over to the raven haired girl. "You think?"
"Yeah. You don't really look alike all too much."
Yang began to rub the back of her neck. "Yeah. We get that a lot more than you'd think."
Blake marked the page in her book and closed it, lowering it to her side. She let out a yawn, covering her mouth with the back of her free hand. "Come on. Let's get this laundry done. I'm pretty tired."
XxxxXxxxX
The girls looked at the car. They decided to sleep in the car that night as there wasn't a motel around for miles. It wouldn't be the first time they slept in the car, which is why they were slightly hesitant. Last time, they tried to sleep with the front seats laid back. Sadly neither of them could get comfortable and they both slept terrible that night. The day after was fueled by a lot of coffee.
"Well," Yang began, hesitant to throw out the idea because she didn't know how Blake would react. "We could both sleep in the backseat together." Not that she minded at all.
Blake looked over to her. "Wouldn't it be a bit awkward though?"
"Maybe. But we did do it at Glynda's," the blonde said with a shrug.
"Yeah. but that was on a pull out. We had like a foot of space between us."
Yang pondered for a moment. "Well we could sleep feet to head."
"I guess that'd work." With it decided the two climbed into the backseat of the car and laid down in the back seat. They pulled the blanket they brought with them over the top of them and closed there eyes.
Surprisingly Yang's mind wasn't acting up as bad. Sure it still kept her awake for a bit longer than she would've liked, but it wasn't too bad. She found Blake's soft rhythmic snores relaxing.
She was about to drift off when suddenly Blake's foot smashed into her face. "Mother fucker!" Yang yelled out loudly, clutching her nose as she shot up. Something with a copper taste was leaking into her mouth. "Shit!"
Blake sat up as well, obviously awoken by Yang's yelling. She looked to the blonde and could see her clutching her face. She hit the dome light so she could see what happened. When the light filled the car, she took a good look at the girl. There was blood running down Yang's face and the front of her shirt. "What the hell happened?"
"You kicked me in the fucking face!"
Blake started to shoot Yang a flurry of apologies as she climbed out of the car as not to cover Blake's car in blood. Once outside of the vehicle, Yang started to wipe her face with her shirt that was already covered in blood. "Son of a shit."
"Oh my god Yang. I'm so sorry!" Blake said as she scrambled out of the car. Her voice filled with concern. The girl just waved her off as she stuck her nose in the air in an effort to try and stop the bleeding. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'll be fine." Yang's voice was very nasally. "I think."
"Damn. I'm so sorry Yang."
"It's fine Blake." Yang wiped her face down again. "It was my idea to sleep like that anyway. I didn't take you for a kicker." Yang shot Blake a smirk.
"You look like shit." She really did too. In the lights of the parking lot, Blake could see the blood that was still on her face and in her mouth. She looked like she just lost a fight.
"Thank you. I try my hardest." Yang's voice was oozing sarcasm. "Mind getting me a water so I can wash the blood out of my mouth. I don't know about you, but I hate the taste of copper."
Blake walked over and popped the trunk of the car, opening the cooler. She pulled out a bottle of water and returned to the bleeding girl. "Here."
Yang happily took the water as she let her shirt drop back down. "Good news. I think most of the bleeding has stopped." She still sounded like she had a congested nose. She opened the bottle a took a drink from it, swishing the liquid around before spitting it back out.
Blake walked back to the car and pulled a flashlight out of the glove box. Walking back to Yang, she clicked the light on, shining her with it. Yang spat out more water as the light hit her. She still had a lot of blood on her face. "You may wanna go into the bathroom and wash off."
Yang looked over to the convenience store. "Yeah. They'll probably call the cops as soon as I walk through the door. Think I killed someone or somethin' like that."
"You honestly just look like you just lost a fight."
"Pft. I'm Yang Xiao Long. I don't lose fights." Yang gave a hearty laugh.
Blake crossed her arms and smirked. "I don't know. You didn't even put a scratch on me."
Yang opened her mouth as if to say something but then closed it as she let out a sigh. "Fair point." Yang shuffled over to the car to grab one of her spare tee shirts. "I'll be back."
Blake waited for Yang to return, leaning against the car, looking around the surrounding area. It was a nice night. Quiet too. The air was warm. Once the blonde returned, she shined the light on her again. All the blood was washed off her face and she no longer looked like she just tried to devour something alive.
"So. Back to back then?"
Blake gave her a questioning look. "Huh?"
"Sleeping. Back to back. I don't wanna get kicked in the face again." Blake nodded. It would have to work.
As they laid down, Blake ended up with her face squashed into the backrest of the seat. She asked if Yang could give her some room, to which the blonde complied. Soon though, the blonde slipped off the seat and onto the floor.
She let out a loud, audible groan. "I hate to break it to you but we may have to spoon." Yang deadpanned, although she wasn't opposed to the idea.
Blake rolled onto her back and stared at the roof of the car. It wasn't a terrible idea. They were both mature. Well she was at least. Yang was… well Yang was something else but she was sure Yang would be mature about this. The both wanted sleep. It was a mutual agreement for the benefit of them both. "Okay. But I'm the big spoon."
"Deal."
Yang climbed back up onto the seat and let her body slide into place against Blake. The girl was quite warm and very comfy. Yang smiled as she snuggled further back into the girl. She found herself already drifting off into sleep.
Blake's arm draped over Yang as she pulled the covers over them. Blake would have to admit this was a good idea. It was actually rather comfortable and Yang's body gave off a very comfortable amount of heat. She could actually get used to this.
XxxxXxxxX
The next morning, after a quick trip into the Seven Eleven, they were on the road again. After a few hours on the road, Blake had come to the conclusion that Nebraska was boring. It was all flat land and fields. Nothing exciting to look at while she drove. She didn't even have Yang's usual commentary, for she was asleep in the passenger seat. She stole a quick glance at the sleeping blonde. They bought painkillers for her and they ended up knocking her right out. The skin around her nose was a dark purple color. She must have jerked hard in her sleep to do that much damage.
Blake ended up digging through their small collections of tapes, eventually settling on one. She slipped it into the tape player and music soon began to play through the speakers. She relaxed further into seat as she let out a sigh. Glancing out the window she looked out into the field. They seemed to go on for miles. Every now and again, she would see people out working in them.
After what seemed like hours, Blake began to hear Yang shuffling to her right. The blonde leaned up, turning her head to Blake, letting out a yawn. "Well hey there sleeping beauty," Blake said putting extra emphasis on beauty.
"Don't patronize me." Yang gave the driver a flat look, prompting Blake to laugh.
"Oh come on. It's not that bad."
"Spare me. It looks like someone smashed a plum into my nose. Oh wait. That was you, and it was your foot," Yang said with a fake angry tone.
Blake's smile fell flat. "I'm still really sorry about that Yang."
Yang slumped down in her seat, letting out another yawn. She gave the girl a small grin. "I'm only teasing you. It's completely fine. I've had worse."
"Oh have you now?"
"Yeah," Yang confirmed. "In middle school I got in a fight with this ass who was picking on Ruby. I easily could've taken him, but his friends decided to jump in. Got the crap kicked outta me." Yang let out a hollow chuckle.
The two continued to talk as they drove. By the time nightfall came around, they were coming up to a town. The two could see the lights of it shining in the sky as they pulled off the freeway exit. They began to talk about where they would stay for the night. "I really don't wanna spend money and stay in a motel tonight," Yang said with a shrug. She honestly wanted to sleep in the car again. With Blake. The girl was surprisingly warm and comfy.
Blake agreed with the girl. They could always use the money for something else, or the car if it were to break again. So they decided to sleep in the parking lot of a public park in the middle of a suburb. That way they could use the restrooms to get ready for the night.
Yang stretched as she climbed out of the car, taking a good look around her surroundings when something caught her eye. An idea hatched in the blonde's mind. "Say Blake, how are you with heights?"
Blake shot her a confused look. "I'm fine with it. Why?" Yang pointed out towards the park. Blake followed her finger and found it pointing to a rather large oak tree. About halfway up the tree was a decent sized tree house with steps leading up to it.
"Wanna sleep in a tree?" Yang turned to face Blake. A grin spread wide across her face. "It is a really nice night."
The idea didn't sound half bad. They did have enough blankets to make it comfortable. The fresh air would be nice. "Alright. Sounds nice."
With it decided, the girls grabbed their things and went to freshen up for the night in the restroom. Afterwards, making their way up the steps of the tree house with the blankets and whatever else they may need. They ended up laying a little bit closer to each other than necessary, but neither of them minded. It helped both of them drift off to sleep easily.
XxxxXxxxX
Blake was awoken the next morning by something cold and wet brushing against her face. She pulled her head back but whatever it was brushed against her face again. She started to hear a sniffing noise coming from the source followed by what sounded like someone yelling from outside the tree house. Blake opened her eyes to see a black nose slide over her eye, obviously the source of the sniffing. She jolted her head back in surprise. Before her was a golden retriever sniffing her face.
She let out a yell as she scrambled backward. Blake hated dogs. She eventually scrambled back into the corner of the tree house.
Yang sat up at the sound of Blake screaming. She turned to look at the girl backed into the corner as a dog came walking up to her. Yang let out a squeal as the dog happily came up to her, letting her pet it.
"Daisy what are you…" A scrawny blonde boy came running in through the tree house only to stop when he spotted the girls. He gave them a confused look as his eyes scanned between Yang and Blake. "Uh…"
Blake stayed in the corner as Yang continued to pet the dog who was wagging its tail happily. Yang looked up to the boy. He looked as though he was still only in middle school. "Hey," she said with a cheery smile. "This is your dog I take it?"
"Uh… yeah," The boy responded, still confused. He looked around the room some more, noticing the bags and blankets. "I'm sorry, but did you sleep here?"
Yang nodded her head. "Yup."
"Are you homeless or something?"
Yang let out a laugh. "No. We're just traveling through town. We didn't feel like sleeping in our car again."
The dog walked away from Yang and trotted over to Blake, causing the girl to curl up more in her spot in the corner. The boy noticed the girl's discomfort. "Daisy. Get over here." The dog happily complied at the boy's voice and turned to come over to him.
Yang looked over to Blake concerned. She was about to say something when the boy started talking again.
"I'm really sorry about her. She got off her leash and she really likes people." He grabbed ahold of the leash that was dangling from the collar.
Yang wandered over to Blake who hadn't moved from her spot yet. "Hey Blake, are you okay?" Blake just curled up more if it were even possible as Yang put her hand on her shoulder. "It's okay Blake. She's harmless."
"I don't care. I don't like dogs." Blake's words were muffled by her knees, but Yang could hear the fear in her voice. It was obvious this was more than a simple dislike of dogs.
"I'll bring her outside." The boy said as he turned to walk out the door. "I'm Jaune by the way."
Blake eased up a bit as the dog left the room. "Come on. Let's go get dressed." Yang removed her hand from Blake's shoulder as she walked over to her duffle bag, handing Blake's to her.
Blake took her bag and slowly began to make her way for the door. She peeked her head out the door, satisfied when she saw the boy, Jaune, and his dog in the playground area of the park. She exited the tree house and made her way down to the restroom.
Yang gathered the blankets off the floor, grabbing the rest of her things and making her way down the tree house. Deciding she'd change in a little bit, she made her way back to the car and began stuffing everything inside. Afterwards, she made her way over to the boy who was now sitting on one of the benches with his dog at his feet.
"Look, I'm really sorry about Daisy," He apologized again.
"It's completely fine. You couldn't have known we were up there, or how Blake would react. I didn't even know." Yang gave the boy a reassuring smile as she held out her hand. "I'm Yang, and the other girl, obviously, is Blake."
Jaune took the girl's hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you." He looked over to see Blake walk right past them and over to the car.
Yang watched as Blake threw her bag into the car and she pulled a book out of the backseat. She took a seat on the hood of the car, obviously not wanting to go near the boy and his dog. She turned her attention back to the boy. "So, what are you doing out here so early?"
He looked down to his dog. "Had to take Daisy for her morning walk." Jaune looked over his shoulder quickly, back to the entrance of the park. "I was also supposed to meet a friend here, but she's not here yet."
Blake looked over to the two blondes. She couldn't help but feel a bit upset that she was completely avoiding Yang over a simple fear. Rubbing the edge of the page between her thumb and index finger, Blake looked back down. So maybe it was more than a simple fear. She looked back over to see Yang looking at her, giving her a concerned look. Blake just smiled back, hoping Yang would take it as her saying that she was okay.
Letting out a sigh, she noticed a car pull up, pulling into a space on the other side of the parking lot. Two adults got out followed by a red haired girl. The girl walked out past her parents and into the park. She was wearing what looked to be a little league softball uniform, with a duffle bag in tow. She walked up to where Jaune and Yang sat, greeting them enthusiastically.
"Juane? Why aren't you in uniform. We have a game today." She said, getting into the boy's face.
The boy nervously scratched the back of his head letting out a chuckle. "I was just thinking of watching today."
The girl's shoulders drooped. "But Jaune, we need you."
"We both know that's a lie. I'm pretty average." Jaune noticed the confused look on Yang's face. "Oh uh Yang, this is my friend Pyrrha."
Yang beamed at the girl and held out her hand. "Hi."
Pyrrha took Yang's hand and shook it. "Hi." She turned her attention back to Jaune. "How'd you two meet?"
Jaune scratched the back of his head again. "Daisy kinda woke her and her friend up," the boy said as he pointed over to the girl on the car.
The redhead looked over to the car, then back to her blond friend. "Either way, you should play, I got a spare uniform that should fit you."
Jaune looked to her before letting out a sigh. "Alright. I suppose." He then looked over to Yang. "You wanna hold on to Daisy while we play?"
Yang smiled at the boy. "Sure. Just uh, let me tell Blake." Yang got up from her spot on the bench and began her walk over to Blake, who was already looking at her. She gave Blake a wave as she got closer to the car. "Yo, Blakey."
"Blakey?" Choosing to ignore the nickname, she closed her book. "What's up?"
"I was wondering if you wanna go watch their game? Jaune asked me to watch his dog while they played." Yang stopped as she got next to the car, popping her hip out to one side.
"Thanks, but I think I'll be fine right here." Blake didn't want to be near the dog.
Yang deflated at the girl's refusal. "Alright I guess. If you need me, I'll just be at the fields over there," Yang said as she pointed to the other side of the park.
"I'll be sure to do that."
As Yang stalked off, she couldn't help but look back over her shoulder to the girl. She might have to ask her about the whole dog thing later, when they get back on the road.
