Hello to all of you reading this A/N, welcome back to another chapter of TWR! So let's get to the point. Last time I asked you boys and girls your thoughts on the story, I didn't expect a lot of you to hate this kind of plot (especially since a few actually asked for more drama in my first story). But hey, not everything is to someone's liking. So I'd like to thank those who told me they disliked the separation, and I also thank the other people who said they liked this kind of twist. But I need to explain this.

To people like Bill Gopher and shay ashaf, who respectfully said that I should follow my own path on this story. Thank you for your honesty and your opinion on the story matter. But you guys (or girls, whichever gender you are) need to know that I strive to make people who read this not only intrigued, but happy and excited to read more. That's just my motivational drive. People like Anon, and many, many other's who suffer from such a horrible illness as depression find it inspiring and exciting whenever they read this. That makes me want to write more than anything, because they see something that's hard to find due to the treachery of that fucking illness, hope. And that's what I love to see. That's why I ask people to leave reviews and opinions about the story, because they find refuge in the story I've provided and they feel enlightened about it, which is what I hope for in at least one or two people.

Anyway, I hope to anyone still reading this that they enjoy it at least a bit.

I awoke to the sound of the curtain flapping in the cool night's breeze. It was relatively dark around me, making me wonder if they closed the library and didn't notice me sleeping. Though not alarmed by it enough for me to react worriedly. I felt the soft silk texture of my comforter in my hands, coming to a conclusion that I was in bed.

I rubbed my eyes a bit, knocking a bit of the crust out of them as I looked around the room. I noticed I was still in my clothes from the previous day, swinging to the left, jumping off of my bed and landing softly on the carpeted area that lied between the two bunks. I watched the bumblebee couple in front of me. Yang giggled softly, her body wrapped around her faunus lover as she stroked her cat ears, deep in sleep.

"..Hehe.. they're sooo.. soooft..." Yang whispered as she pet Blake's cat ears. Her bow clearly taken off by the sleeping brute as she softly scratched her head, making the brunette purr.

"Yang... quit it.. my ears are sensitive..." Blake protested in her sleep. Yang smirked as she slowly coursed her hand down to Blake's hip.

"Alright then... I guess I'll go for the... Bellabooty...!" Yang exclaimed in her dream. She softly grabbed Blake's butt, coursing her hand around the curves of the cat's buttox as she squeezed it. Blake grabbed her hand and brought it back to her shoulder's.

"Hey... hands to.. yourself.." The brunette slurred.

I watched as Yang licked the faunus' cat ear, wondering what she would do next. "mmm... tastes like... fiiiissshhh..." Yang said, her last words a little deeper, and a lot more creepier as she opened her mouth, clamping down on her ears and starting to suck on them. Not wanting to see what was next, I face palmed, going over to get my pyjamas out of a dresser and entering the bathroom. After changing my attire and washing my face, I looked at my complexion in the mirror. I moved on to brushing my hair, before putting my sleeping mask on my head.

I exited the bathroom and shut off the lights, turning around to see Yang still nibbling on the cat girl's black ears. I giggled at the sight of the two before walking to my side of the bedroom, noticing Weiss tossing and turning in her sleep. I wasn't sure whether or not to do something. My love wasn't sleeping well, sure. But my guilt from the afternoon yesterday still lingered thick in my mind. I watched the ice queen's fidgeting for about 5 more minutes before I finally snapped.

"I can't just leave her like that. I guess I got to make up for my behaviour somehow." I finally concluded. I waited for the white haired girl to roll to her right side before finally getting into bed with her. I laid my hand softly on the heiress' shoulder, making the girl react slightly. I could hear Weiss' breathing calm a bit as her fidgeting slowed down too. I finally moved my arm past the older girl's shoulder, pulling my body closer to my lover's before wrapping my legs around the girl. Weiss was cold, bone-chilling even. I pulled the blanket over us both before resting my arm around Weiss once more. This time Weiss moved closer to me as she spooned me.

"mmm... Ruby.." Weiss mumbled, taking in a whiff of my scent as she placed her hands on my free arm. Even her touch was cold, I could see why she was so uneasy.

"Ssshhh... it's okay Weiss.." I said softly in her ear. "I gotcha."

"Ruby... I'm so sorry..." Weiss returned. "I'm sorry... I broke up with you..."

Weiss started to cry, in her sleep. I could feel her warm tears touch my arm. I moved my head closer to hers, coursing my other hand in her hair.

"Hey, don't cry. It's not your fault," I said, comforting her. "If anything, it's my fault. I shouldn't have rushed you."

"No... I'm a self-centred ass... I should've thought about how you felt..." Weiss exclaimed in her sleep. I followed up by more consoling as I calmed her down. Weiss soon stopped crying, though clinging to my free arm still.

"I'm.. so.. sorry..." Weiss apologized. "I love you, Ruby..."

"I love you too Weiss." I replied. After a few more minutes of silence I could hear the burdened girl quietly sleeping soundly in my embrace. I soon too felt drowsy as I fell asleep next to my love, hoping that in the morning my white haired lover would be with me once again. I fell asleep dreaming about the hero's I read in the novels at the library. Weiss was my queen, and I her Princess Charming(?).

"...I love you too..."

I guess I should say I was expecting Weiss to wake up in my embrace and us get back together soon thereafter. Instead I was jolted awake by Weiss' ear piercing high note, screaming as she found herself under me. Thank god the bumblebee couple wasn't in the room. I jumped (of course), smacking my forehead hard on my top bunk before landing on the silk blankets, which slid under my lightweight body. I crashed with a loud, ground vibrating thud on the floor, taking in the half shock, half pain, most utter uncertainty of the heiress. I heard Weiss get up and run out the door to our dorm's, leaving me alone in pain and agony.

"What. The actual. Fuck..." I whimpered as I laid on the floor in shock and pain. I soon came terms that I'd have to get up someday, so I did slowly. I finally got onto my own two feet as I rubbed my forehead, flinching at the somewhat immense pain of the morning's bruise (I guess you could say... love hurts *puts on shades*. U_U Yeah that was a Weiss bad pun).

Weiss' POV

I panted heavily on the other side of my team's dorm, piecing together the scene I just witnessed. Ruby had her arm wrapped around me, I didn't even remember her coming into my bed. As I finally caught my breath I realized my overreaction.

'What the fuck Weiss?! Why the hell did you jump out of your lover's embrace?!' A voice in my head asked me, agitated by my quick thinking. I smacked my forehead in stupidity, punishing myself for my rash acting.

"What. The actual. Fuck..." I heard Ruby say on the other side of the door. I could still hear her somewhat groggy, little bit hurt, mostly unhappy tone in her voice. I walked through the halls of the dormitory and down the stairs. With my combat skirt I had grabbed quickly before I left, I changed in the washrooms before I walked out the front entrance. My whole trip to Vale was mostly contemplating my actions. My reaction part in the airship to Vale, my explanation while I was walking around the town, and lastly my arising problem as I sipped my tea in a café.

"... And then I ran out of the dorm," I finished my story to Blake, who I happened to notice in the establishment as I entered a few minutes before. I had explained the whole morning conflict from point to point. Blake nodded as she listened to my rather exciting moment. "I feel terrible. Ruby must've missed me or something, and all I did was give her the rudest awakening call ever." I finished.

I laid my head down on the table in shame as I let out a large sigh. "For once I'm the dolt..."

"Hey, don't beat yourself up, you just didn't know how to respond," Blake supported. "It's not like it was a hard hit to the head."

I rose from the table. "I felt the impact of her near concussion through my bed, her bed dangles in the air Blake." I continued, emphasizing 'air'. Blake gave me a squinting 'ooh' face, as if feeling Ruby's morning bump.

"Ouch. Okay, I stand corrected," Blake admitted, pondering my next moves. I pressed my hand to my face, trying to relieve the relationship stress as I pulled my face in agony. Finally, Blake snapped her fingers. "I got an idea, why don't we go get an apology gift for Ruby?"

"I don't know Blake. I just... Promise me you won't tell Yang what I am willing to say?"

"Your secret is safe with me," Blake promised, giving me a nod. "What is it?"

"I-I, don't really know why I did this to be honest, I'm finding I was being ridiculous about my actions more and more. You see, I kinda asked Ruby for a... break, in our relationship. Just to see if we were meant to be and because I was afraid of public criticism-"

"Stop," Blake interrupted, holding her hand out to pause my confession. "Ruby already told me. You two are having a temporary separation, if I recall the young huntress' words."

I looked at the faunus girl wide eyed. "Y-you already know of our separation?!"

I cupped my mouth at my rather loud outburst. Blake nodded. "Yeah, Ruby told me yesterday."

Her last word in the sentence reminded me of the picture the redheaded girl drew, and the list that came on the backside. I looked down at the grain of the table, reminding me also of our little escapade in the summer when it snowed. My feelings for the rose smelling warrior/lover welled in my eyes a bit. I snapped back to reality as I wiped the small form of tear in my eye and looked back at Blake.

"What else did she say? Anything about me?" I asked, hoping the girl would spill the beans. Blake pondered before coming to a conclusion.

"I don't know, it's hard to say.."

I knew what the faunus was doing. She looked at me slyly.

"Tell me what you know and I'll buy you all-you-can-eat sushi and fish for lunch today." I bargained, Blake scruffed her chin, smugly thinking about the deal.

"I don't know, she did say not to tell anyone, I've already said too much knowing your status.."

I groaned. "And then later, I can buy you a book, whatever one your little kitty heart desires.." I answered, returning the smug grin as I spoke of her faunus relativity in a normal voice, earning a jump from the faunus girl.

"Two books." She bargained. I shook my head.

"One book, I've already said I'd pay for lunch," I shot back. The brunette made a thinking face as she thought of it. "AND I won't blurt out your secret out in public anymore."

Blake gave me a concerned look. I spoke in a more demanding voice. "So what's it gonna be, kit-"

"Fine fine! J-just hold your tongue!" Blake pleaded, sitting back down in her seat as she took a sip of her tea. "I'll talk."

Blake told me the whole day yesterday regarding the conversation with Ruby. I listened attentively as she spilled the beans.

"...Ruby said she wanted to give her artwork a little more emotion, though the picture was enough to melt my heart. She said she wanted it to show meaning, not just through the piece, but to the mind process that went behind it. Ruby said she wanted something to tell you that she really missed you and wanted you to know she still loved you dearly. So I suggested making a list on the back involving you. When I went to go leave about half an hour later she showed me a list with the title-"

"Reason's why I love Weiss," I interrupted, nodding in belief. "I seen the picture yesterday when I went to go get Ruby from the library."

"So you seen the picture and all that? What did you think?"

"It warmed my heart, made me weak in the knees and cry like a little girl," I admitted. "The words she put on the list made my heart melt with both sorrow and joy."

Blake smirked at my honest opinion. "Awww..." She cooed.

My cheeks emitted a strong warmness as they turned red. I sighed as I rested my hand on my chin. "So what do you think I should do? You understand the situation better than even I do, so did I fuck up too much? Is this relationship even salvageable?" I asked the brunette. She pondered on it deeply, losing her vision in reality as she stood in her trance. Knowing it would take a moment or two, I got up and went to the bathroom, coming back a few minutes later to find the cat faunus still thinking. I sat back down and took a sip from my tea.

"You done fucked up."

I chocked on the mouthful of tea that I had in my mouth, coughing harshly as I tried to clear my throat.

"Cough cough, well great, that makes me feel better, Cough," I said sarcastically, finally able to clear my air hole from the liquid.

"But." Blake added, intriguing me for the rest of the info.

"But?" I asked.

"The way I see it, you both miss each other a lot. You want to redeem yourself for your stupid reaction from this morning, atop of you admitting this separation was a terrible idea. Ruby wants to know you still love her and wants to be with you again. I'm not the love guru, but I'd say you two are too blind to see that you need each other more than ever. So take the leap of faith Weiss. Ask her out, take her somewhere nice and in the end make up," Blake sighed. "Geez, I can't believe I have to spell this out for ya."

"Well, I screwed up really bad this morning, what should I get her for a forgive-me/make up gift?"

"Just get her something she's always wanted and then some. You get where I'm going with this?"

I nodded in understanding, resting my arm on the table as I scratched my chin. I thought about what the cookie crusader always wanted. All of a sudden a thought came into mind as I snapped my fingers and I jumped up from my seat.

"That's it! I know what to get her!" I said in glee as I threw a couple lien on the table and took the brunette's arm. "Let's go!"

Meanwhile...

I went to my designated locker down at Beacon's armoury, typing in the code and retrieving my weapon. I went over to a weapon-work station posted in one of the small shop-like rooms, finding a free workbench, which wasn't hard due to it being early in the morning on a P.D. Day. I plopped my rectangular shaped weapon on the bench and walked over to the tools section. In no time I had my arms full of tools and other useful items, dropping them all in a pile beside me as I picked up my baby. I transformed the square metal box into it's gun form first, re-placing the HCSS into two mounted vice grips on either side of the gun. I cranked the two vice's until the weapon was snug and unable to move. Once satisfied, I grabbed a couple of tools and began disassembling Crescent Rose's gun mechanism.

After all the pieces were finally in a neatly placed order in front of me, I grabbed the gun cleaning kit from the pile beside me, assembling the brush kit as I lubed the bristles with the cleaning agent. I put the brush into the muzzle of the gun, pushing the somewhat long stick through the barrel. The task proved to be a little bit struggling.

"Geez, I need to clean this more often." I murmured to myself as I continued to clean the barrel. I finally pushed the brush up to the chamber, wiping the small sweat on my brow as I made it through the barrel somewhat easily. I continued to clean the barrel and chamber for a few more minutes before finally blasting the gun's pipe with pressurized air, blowing away the excess solution in the gun and drying it quicker. I went on to clean the bolt action and load a few empty magazine's with dust bullets, keeping just one on the desk for spare as I loaded the now full mag's in my pouches.

"Good thing I got more ammo, was almost out," I said to myself as I put the bolt action back on my gun and picked up the lone bullet. "And we wouldn't want that, now would we babeee?"

I cocked the bolt action back on my HCSS and loaded in the one bullet, taking the loaded weapon into a room labelled 'Shooting Range'. I moved the target all the way to the back of the target range, which was quite far. I snickered, holding the gun with one arm, in a sideways position as I free-aimed at the target. I pulled the trigger and the bullet shot out, hearing the bullet go through the paper target. I sheathed my gun and pressed the button on the conveyor belt as I waited impatiently for my target. Finally the target arrived at my destination, with a big hole in the heart region of the grimm paper target.

Satisfied with my efforts, I placed Crescent Rose on the bench and reattached the blade part. I then took the full version of the weapon to another station and picked up a sharpening stone, unsheathing my weapon and placing it on my lap. As I sharpened the silver blades on my one true love, I began to think about my morning. I forgotten what happened when I awoke, remembering only little pieces of it as my day continued. I remembered being in bed, when all of a sudden, a loud scream came from in front of me. I jolted up in shock and the next thing I remember was hitting my head off of something, hard, and gravity pulling me back down onto the floor of our dorms.

'But what else was there?' I asked in my conscience as I searched my thoughts for other details, not being able to remember after landing on the floor. 'Wait a minute..'

Then I remembered something important.

I was in Weiss' bed.

The event came back to me as I realized what had happened. My thoughts becoming more and more clearer as I continued to sharpen the blade. Unconsciously working on my task at hand, I accidentally grazed my index finger on the silver blade.

"Ah! Son of a-" I cursed myself as I looked at my wound. Blood started to course through my fingertip as it made a snail trail of red down my finger. I placed Crescent Rose on the workbench, grabbed a clean cloth and went to the next station beside me. But I soon realized that the station wasn't what I wanted. The place used to be a first aid station for minor wounds and other small injuries, but I instead walked into some empty room as I looked around.

"Oh for god sake!" I cried out frustratedly as I ran out. I looked down at my affected hand, soon noticing it wasn't just my index finger that I grazed. I had cut my whole hand on the blade plates of Crescent Rose. Blood was forming more and more in my hands now, making me jump to conclusion that I had to find the medical centre fast. I looked down the large array of stations the building housed, looking for anything with a health symbol. Finally, I caught a small plus sign at the far corner.

"I need to go, fast." I said to myself as I crouched down into a runner's position. I bolted off and, with my semblance, arrived at the centre in no time.

Half an hour later...

I walked out of the medical centre, with my hand wrapped up like a FedEx package. I sighed as I looked at the white bandaged hand. Several stitches, some mild dosed pain killer's, and the longest half an hour I could've imagined. I turned to my right to see Yang standing before me, tears in her eyes as she held my weapon in her clutch.

"W-what happened?"

And now a cliffhanger. Sorry boys and girls. Anyway, I hope you at least liked it a bit. I didn't have a lot of idea's when I came up with this chapter, other than the bed scene with Yang (fiiiissshh...) and the morning scene after. So yeah, I apologize if this isn't really the chapter you were hoping for. As always leave a review, and stay tuned.

Also, I'd like to thank that anonymous fan that suggested the title's in my first story, I used one of them for this chapter title. If you're reading this, thanks bud I really appreciate it.