According to the little black alarm clock that woke all members of team RWBY up, the time was 6:23 AM. The redheaded leader of the team was the first one of the four girls to wake up, allowing her to stop the alarm before it ever went off. Ruby now had to decide whether or not to wake up her remaining team members. After a bit of internal pondering, she decided to do what she normally did when she didn't know what to do, and that was to ask her older sister Yang. Ruby shuffled over to the blonde's bed and proceeded to gently shake her sister awake, but to no avail. Despite Ruby's best efforts Yang was still sound asleep, snoring like a chainsaw.
"Please wake up Yang..." The young redhead pleaded to her sister. After several minutes of coaxing Yang's eyelids lifted to reveal her soft lilac irises. "It's about time... Sorry to wake you, but I needed to know if you thought I should wake up the rest of the team. I didn't know if Blake was feeling alright yesterday, and since you were up with her I thought you might know what to do."
Yang still appeared very tired as was evident by her rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, but she was still able to absorb all of the information that her sister had just given her. "Blake seemed to be fine yesterday, and I promised her that if she made it through the day without any issues we could go to classes like normal. How about you wake up the ice queen, and I will wake up Blake?" Yang proposed.
"Sure, sounds good."
After the two had decided to wake up the other members, Ruby began the laborious task of waking up Weiss while Yang took her time waking up Blake, making sure that she was not brought out of her sleep too abruptly. Ruby seemed to be having trouble more trouble than normal while waking up the heiress. At first Ruby tried just calling out to Weiss hoping that would be enough to stir her from her slumber. After that failed Ruby's next attempt was to gently shake the white haired girl. After this had failed Ruby had one last sure fire method to wake Weiss up, a certain dog that resided in the team's dorm. Ruby called out to Zwei and once he had reached Ruby's side the redhead placed him next to Weiss, letting his tongue work it's magic by forcing the heiress into a laughing fit.
"Zwei... st-stop it Zwei... That tickles!"
The leader of the team decided it was time to call off the small dog's torrent of kisses. "Alright I think she has had enough." Ruby then held open her arms, and Zwei instinctively jumped into the arms as he had done so many times in the past. At this point Blake was wide awake on account of the harmony of barking and giggling. After all the members were up, they walked over to Blake to check and see if she was feeling up to classes today. The first person to speak up was Yang.
"So how are you feeling champ?"
"I've been better, but I think feel up to par for today."
The leader of the team decided to play her part, and check in on her wounded teammate. "Are you sure? There's no rush; Weiss and I have been taking notes for you two in all of our classes. We really wouldn't mind doing it for another day. Right Weiss?"
"Right. I take diligent notes regardless." The heiress proudly informed.
"Really. I am fine. Trust me." Blake said in I tone that was the perfect mix of determined and reassuring.
Yang still looked uneasy towards her girlfriend going back to classes so soon after her being sick, but ultimately succumbed to her partners request to attend classes. "If you say so, I just don't want you pushing yourself too hard."
"I will take it easy today. Promise. However it's now 6:45 and if we don't hurry we won't make it to class in time." After Blake's statement had registered in Ruby's mind her natural skills as a leader kicked in. The distinctive sound of Ruby's whistle pierced the ears of all of her teammates.
"Team RWBY! To class!" The leader called out, and then was bolting for the door, but she was stopped on account of a certain white clad girl grabbing the back of her cape.
"We are still in our pajamas you dolt!"
As Ruby looked down at herself to see her white pants with roses placed around, her face immediately took on a shade of red that rivaled the flower of her namesake. "Right... well then Team RWBY! To the bathroom!" And with another whistle blow Ruby made her way into the bathroom with her school uniform in hand, after a very short shower she emerged ready to tackle the day. Next to perform morning rituals was Weiss, then Blake, and finally Yang. After all four of the girls had gotten ready for the day, they headed out to their first class, which was one of Port's lectures. After arriving just before the bell had time to ring, the four girls took their assigned seats, which was Ruby, followed by Weiss, then Blake, and Yang being placed on the end of the row.
Port's class was one that was very easy to slack off during, as if you just placed a few breadcrumbs in the correct places Port would follow the trail and end up at a long story about his childhood. Yang was very good at placing those breadcrumbs, but it really wasn't that hard to get him going on a tangent. As the professor was rambling about how he had slew thirty ursa using only his raw wit and a few twigs, Yang placed her hand near Blake's knee, and Blake pulled away. A few minutes passed until the blonde got impatient and decided to try a different approach, instead of placing her hand on her girlfriend's knee she tried placing it upon her hand, and much to Yang's disliking, Blake pulled away yet again. Yang leaned near Blake to whisper.
"What's the matter Blake? What am I doing wrong?"
Blake appeared to be very annoyed with Yang's antics and just decided fold up her notebook, and get up. "If you have to ask what you are doing wrong then I can't help you." was all the faunus girl said before parting. Before Yang could question the onyx haired girl any more she was cut off by the sound of the bell. The next class that the two had together was history. Yang was unable to focus on Oobleck's ramblings as she was more concerned with what she did wrong. About half way through the class Yang decided to press the issue with her partner once more. "Blake, please just tell me what I did wrong, or how I can-"
"Ah, Miss Xiao Long, finally deciding to participate in class, perhaps you can tell me this then. What event caused the initial leader of the White Fang to step down?" The green haired professor stared straight into Yang's purple pools, awaiting her answer. Yang was looking to her side hoping that Blake would bale her out of this situation, but that was not the case.
"No answer then? that's a shame, perhaps you should focus more in class. Please see me after class so that we may discuss a means to help you absorb the material better." After the brief interrogation the professor continued whizzing across the room, teaching all of the student's about Remnant's rich history. The blonde brawler really couldn't care less about her having to do extra work for this class, all that she cared about was thinking of a way to correct whatever she did wrong. After another half hour had elapsed, the class period was done. The lilac eyed girl made her way across the tiled floor to speak with the professor.
"You wanted to see me professor?" The blonde questioned, already knowing the answer.
"Yes. You appeared to be more distracted today than normal, and frankly I don't know why. I would suggest that you take some time and work out whatever issues you are having. And please do not disturb the other student's in my class, regardless if they are on the same team as you."
"Is that all?" Yang was wondering why Oobleck hadn't assigned other readings, or an essay.
"Yes. That is all Miss Xiao Long. Just take my words to heart please."
"Okay, will do. Thanks again." After the quick encounter Yang recalled what the professor had told her and decided to follow up on the advice. The only problem was that she didn't know what the issue was that she had to work out, that was when she remembered the last thing that he had said, the part about not disturbing the other students. At that moment she realized that Blake didn't like being touched in public, it had nothing to do with Yang. She had forgotten how different they were, Yang was use to displaying affection and feelings in the open, but she somehow had let is slip her mind that Blake did not think the same way. From that point on Yang was determined to make it up to Blake, she just had to figure out the perfect way to do so.