The night seemed to drag on forever. Despite her promise to her team to slow down and get some sleep, Blake could not relax, not with her partner so close and yet so far away. The Faunus tossed and turned, going from the top of the covers to underneath them, eventually trying to sleep with one leg exposed and the covers snuggled between them. She tried putting her pillow over her eyes. She tried counting Zwei's (something Ruby had told her helped her when she was little).

Sleep would not come.

Eventually Blake got up and tiptoed to the doorway, her eyesight allowing her clearly to see the mess of books and homework that littered the floor.

She paused at the door, hesitating for a split moment. That hesitation allowed her to finally pick up a faint noise she hadn't heard earlier. It was crying.

Blake turned and eyed Weiss's bed. She was sound asleep. Is that Ruby's cape? The white-haired girl had red material clutched in her hands but otherwise seemed to be deep in peaceful rest. Blake looked up and saw Ruby slumped over her homework, snoring faintly.

Snoring.

There was no such sound coming from Yang's bed, where normally it sounded as though she was cutting down an entire forest.

Blake turned and stepped away from the door, lithely navigating the messy room silently. She reached her destination and slowly, carefully pulled herself up to Yang's bed.

Her partner lay there, her quiet sobs muffled by the pillow she had covering her face. She seemed unaware that Blake had climbed up beside her. Blake slowly crawled over her partner, positioning herself between the crying girl and the wall. Only then, did she reach out and slowly, gently pull Yang into her arms. Yang let the pillow go and buried her face in Blake's chest, her tears staining the dark fabric.

Blake silently rubbed her friend's back; the thin orange tank top wrinkled and hiked up by Yang's own night of fitful unrest. Blake's hand slipped under the fabric and ran over the young girl's multitude of scars. Her soft fingers felt the tiny ridges and knots of the cuts and scrapes. Blake slowly withdrew her hands and wrapped them around Yang, trying to comfort the girl.

Yang's shuddering eventually stopped and she sniffled a few times. When she opened her eyes, Blake saw the telltale sign of crimson fleeting from the normally lilac hue of her irises. Blake put one hand on the top of her love's head and gently stroked her hair. Yang closed her eyes and relished in the touch. No one touched her hair, but when Blake did it, it felt good.

Blake said nothing, neither asking nor comforting. She let her embrace do the talking, and Yang was grateful for it. To tell the truth, she didn't even remember why she was crying. That didn't matter anymore, though. The girl that held her had a way of washing it all away.

Yang snuggled the warmth and comfort of Blake's arms and fell asleep quickly. Blake smiled and kept stroking Yang's hair. Finally, she drifted off as well.

Morning came too soon and before Blake could do anything about it, Ruby was up with her whistle.

"Good morning, Team RWBY!" she shouted. "Today's the day! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, Jaune is singing in the shower—" Across the hallway a muffled "Hey!" could be heard. "—and today we head back to class! It's been a nice week off but duty calls and we, the huntresses of Beacon, must answer!"

A few moments of silence, a groan from Weiss and then—"Hey, where's Blake?" There it was.

Damn it. There was no way to get out of this now. However, before Blake could do anything, Yang sat up, stretched, and grinned at Blake. She leaned over and kissed her softly, quickly, then, putting her arm around Blake's shoulders, she yanked the pair of them off of the bed.

Blake flushed red and Yang bore a similar crimson hue in her cheeks, but her ear-to-ear grin never diminished. "Heya, sis! I, uh, I found Blake!"

Ruby's eyes went wide and Weiss flushed deep red. "Um, Yang?"

Blake rolled her eyes and said in a quiet voice, "It's not what you think, Ruby. Yang and I—"

The flushing Faunus was cut off by the fiery blonde loudly proclaiming, "Are dating!"

Ruby and Weiss's jaws dropped and across the hall, Nora could be heard shouting, "I knew it! I knew it! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!"

Yang bowed slightly, still grinning. "Thank you, thank you. Yes, that's right, we're dating. Congratulations! Drinks all around! Woohoo! Yay! Go us!"

Blake buried her face in her palm and muttered. "Can we just go to class?"

Ruby and Weiss just stared as Yang and Blake walked out of the dorm, Yang's arm still draped over her cat-eared girlfriend's shoulders. Blake was still blushing furiously. The two made their way down the hall to the public bathroom.
Ruby started to chase after them but Weiss tugged on her sleeve. "Ruby..."

Ruby turned and faced her own girlfriend.

"When are we going to tell them?"

Ruby laughed and rubbed Weiss's hair. She loved it when the heiress let her hair down. "I think we'll just surprise them like they surprised us!"

Weiss blushed a deeper shade of crimson. "Um...how?"

Ruby grinned and grabbed the girl's wrist and hauled her towards the showers. "You'll see!" she sang.

Weiss turned a color that would have put Pyyrah's hair to shame.

Behind them, four heads poked out of the Team JNPR dorm. Jaune handed Nora fifty lien and then they disappeared back into their dorm.

Author's Note: Sorry for the short length of this chapter. While doing dishes I had SO many ideas, but when I finally finished my work, the ideas had slipped. Again I apologize. But look forward to more White Rose in the next chapter!