Hello 'ello! It's been a while.

Not because I've been busy with anything or because I didn't have anything written...

I just simply forgot to post last weekend because I'm an idiot.

I believe this is the longest chapter I've posted and written to date so enjoy that!

Rating: T

On the top floor of an exceptionally tall high rise in downtown Vale, a young woman is pacing around her penthouse in three inch high heels. Weiss Schnee, the heiress to her fathers multi-billion dollar company is nervous beyond words. Not because her terrifying father has summoned for her or because she must attend an important meeting for the company. No. The young heiress is losing her mind over the fact that in just over ten minutes, she'll be picked up by the man she'd been crushing on all throughout university. Even though they'd gone their separate ways after they graduated from school, they remained good friends over social medias. Eventually, the most handsome young man from Beacon took the hint and asked Weiss to dinner.

For the fourth time since starting to get ready two hours ago, Weiss rushes to the bathroom. Her nerves have her bladder not knowing what it wants to do. After washing her hands, the young woman gives herself yet another once over in the mirror. Her completely white hair is tied up in a bun that then flows into a straight pony tail just off centre at the back of her head and reaches her lower back. The light blue, nearly white dress doesn't dip too low at the neck seeing as her chest isn't her most impressive asset. However, it does hug her womanly curves splendidly and shows off her long and slightly muscular legs. Weiss isn't very tall. In fact without heels she's just barely over five feet but somehow her legs always seem to look like they go for miles.

As the heiress is silently wishing that the scar over her left eye could be covered with makeup, the buzzer in her apartments front hall sounds. Startled, Weiss squeaks in surprise. She then flattens the creases in her dress before hustling to the front door and pushing a button on the intercom.

She steels herself and takes a deep breath, "Yes?"

A throat on the other end is cleared, "Yeah, Weiss? It's -uhm- Neptune."

The white haired girl feels like squealing and jumping around her apartment like an excited child but retrains herself from doing so. Neptune sounds just as nervous as Weiss feels and somehow that helps her calm down a bit, her stomach no longer doing anxious flips.

"I'll be right down." She says calmly into the intercom.

It being the height of summer, Weiss opts to forgo bringing anything to cover her shoulders. She never really minded the cold anyway. If anything, she hopes this evening isn't as warm as the previous couple nights. She pulls the strap of her small, sparkling, grey purse up onto her shoulder and exits the apartment, locking the door behind her. In the elevator, Weiss makes last minute adjustments to her bangs in the reflective metal doors. Stepping out of the elevator into the relatively empty lobby that could be mistaken for that of a luscious hotel, Weiss spots Neptune by the front desk. He's wearing a long sleeved, red dress shirt under a plain black vest and dark blue jeans. A typical Neptune outfit. He looks uncomfortable as he leans against the front desk, his eyes darting around the massive entryway.

"Neptune!" Weiss calls as she strides over to meet the blue haired man.

He snaps to attention, facing the approaching young woman with a bright smile. He opens his arms and envelops Weiss in a friendly hug while giving her his greetings. The reason Weiss likes Neptune so much is he's always so kind and polite. He makes it very easy to fall into easy conversation as they head out to the car waiting for them and are driven to the restaurant. They have so many things to catch up on. How Weiss is doing now that she's joined her fathers business. Where Neptune has been in his travels around the world. The heiress finds it amusing that the blue haired boy still fears water and even when he visited beaches, he'd keep a good distance away.

At the restaurant, Neptune runs around the vehicle to aid Weiss in getting out of the rather low back seat. High heels can be quite troublesome but Weiss is grateful that Neptune is nice enough to help her. Once firmly on her feet, the heiress looks to the building where they'll be spending the evening. She wasn't the on to pick the restaurant since Neptune insisted he knew of a great place with exceptional live music on Friday's. The restaurant looks bright and elegant from the outside but Weiss wouldn't put it higher than a four star place which she doesn't mind even though she's used to the full five. She would have been delighted eating at a less than reliable hot-dog stand with Neptune.

They enter the establishment and Weiss takes in the cozy environment. There is a long bar filled with people running along the wall to the entrances left that is divided from the rest of the restaurant by a half wall decorated by gorgeous glassware. The heiress guesses that the reason for the separation is to keep the sound from the massive televisions away from the dining area.

Neptune saunters up to the lady behind the podium to give his last name and they're immediately ushered into the dining half of the place. What Weiss couldn't see from the door was the stage at the back of the room. There are lights illuminating the centre of the stage where a beautiful woman with wavy black hair and a shining black dress is playing an extravagant grand piano. The sound resonates through the room beautifully. Weiss takes her seat across from Neptune at a table a couple feet away from the stage giving them front row seats. The remaining space between the tables and stage looks to be where people can get up and dance should the mood strike them.

"I had to reserve this table the second you agreed to come meet with me. Otherwise I don't think we would have been sitting nearly as close." Neptune states, not really having to raise his voice since the music isn't too loud and even though every other table is full, most people are more than happy to just sit back and listen. The young man glances around the room before adding, "Or at all."

Weiss giggles, already enjoying herself immensely. Although her heart could do with a little less of the underlying anxiety. Neptune had mentioned in his invite two weeks ago that he wanted to speak with her about something important. She can't help but hope that this dinner is in fact a date and that he's going to ask her to be his girlfriend.

A couple minutes pass of idle chit chat and scanning the menu's before a waitress with long brown hair brings wine that Neptune had requested in advance. She pours the two glasses skillfully without spilling a single drop on the pristine table cloth. The bottle is then placed in the centre of the table for the Weiss and Neptune to enjoy at their leisure. The waitress pulls out a pad and paper then shyly but politely introduces herself as Velvet before asking that their order are. Neptune goes for the steak and potatoes while Weiss decides to order a veggie salad. When the waitress walks away, the two start exchanging ideas on where Velvet could be from since her accent is so unfamiliar.

When their meal arrives, Neptune and Weiss eat in silence while enjoying the lovely sound of the piano. She's begun getting a bit impatient. She wants Neptune to tell her what he wanted to say. Halfway through her salad, the heiress has made up her mind. She'll just ask the young man straight about what he wanted to talk about.

"So Neptune," She starts casually, "You mentioned you had something important you wanted to speak with me about." When he looks at her a little surprised she adds, "Something important."

Neptune's eyes widen as if he remembered something then his expression turns serious which is uncharacteristic for him. He lies his fork and knife down on his mostly empty plate before meeting Weiss' curious and somewhat nervous gaze.

"We've known each other for what? Four years now?" Neptune asks rhetorically, "And I feel like we've been really close friends for most of that time."

Weiss intakes a sharp breath. Is this it? Is the man she's been crushing on finally going to confess his feelings for her.

The blue haired man continues without catching on to Weiss' inner turmoil, "You know almost everything about me and we get along so well. I think it's finally time I tell you something I've been keeping to myself for a while now."

The heiress feels like she could faint. He's totally going to ask her out and she's screaming inside at the thought.

"I'm gay."

The white haired woman just barely manages to stop herself from chocking on her own saliva. Her heart feels like it just got torn into a million pieces. She'd been hung up on a gay man this whole time! Weiss forces the most understanding smile she can muster and Neptune goes from serious to downright relieved in an instant.

Taking her smile as a good thing, Neptune begins to spill everything he'd previously been keeping to himself, "So I met this goofy guy while I was in Vacuo named Sun. He's got this shaggy bright blonde hair and his greyish-blue eyes are always alight with mischief-"

Weiss completely zones out, the only sound she hears now is the melancholy tune being played on the piano. She feels like crying but continues to smile and nod even though she can't hear a word Neptune is saying. When his lips finally stop moving and he looks at Weiss expectantly, the sound of the rest of the restaurant clapping pulls Weiss from her jumbled thoughts.

She laughs, trying not to sound as bitter as she feels, "I'm happy for you Neptune. Really."

The blue haired man looks like he could start tearing up any second, "Thank you Weiss. You're my best friend."

The words slice into the heiress like a freshly sharpened knife, or a dull blade. She can't choose between the two. Oh how she wishes this night would come to an end soon.

"Thank you everybody." Weiss' attention is pulled to the stage where the woman who'd been playing the piano is standing and taking a bow.

Two men rush onto the stage while the woman disappears behind the curtains. The workers push the piano back and to the far left corner so that it's barely visible for most of the crowd. The men vanish for a minute then come back rolling a drum set and keyboard into view. They also hurry to set up a mic at both instruments, an extra opposite the keyboard on the other side of the drums and a final one right in front.

Weiss glances back at Neptune who is watching the set up with excitement, "What's going on?" Weiss asks, trying to forget her aching chest.

"Ten pm brings the best part of the night!" Neptune explains cheerfully, eyes never leaving the stage, "RWBY. The best local band in Vale. Although their bassist, Winston quit a while back. Nora, his replacement is waaaay better though." he finally looks to Weiss, "I wonder if they'll change their name to incorporate Nora."

Before Weiss can share her thought, the whole rooms goes dead silent and the heiress doesn't ant to be the one to disturb the quiet so she closes her mouth. The white haired woman can practically feel the anticipation in the air. Is this group really good enough to elicit this kind of reaction. A mixture of heeled and heavy boot steps cut through the silence of the restaurant. Weiss turns her attention to the stage to see RWBY taking up their positions.

On keyboard is the same woman who'd been playing the piano all evening except now she's wearing much sexier clothing. Her hair has been tied up in a purposefully messy ponytail and there is a black bow on her head that serves no purpose other than looking pretty. She's wearing a black, low cut vest over a white, short sleeved dress shirt and black stocking connected to garter belts that disappear up her short black skirt.

On the other side of the stage with a huge grey and pink bass is a woman whose name must be Nora. Her short orange hair falls just shy of her shoulders and flares out a bit at the ends. Her attire is plain compared to the others on stage. She wears an oversized white t-shirt that has a pink circle with what looks to be a hammer and lightning bolt on her chest. For pants, she is wearing a simple pair of torn blue skinny jeans.

Then there is the woman in the back twirling drum sticks. Her blonde hair is so messy that it looks like she just rolled out of bed and it falls nearly to the tiny stool she's sitting on. Her look is a mixture of the first two women. She's wearing simple clothes but her body makes them sexy. Her ample chest looks like it could pop right out of the bright yellow t-shirt she's wearing underneath a half zipped tan jacket. Weiss can't quite see what she's wearing bellow the belt because of the drum set but she assumes it's either shorts or a skirt since the heiress can see the woman's bare legs.

Finally, at the front of the group is a girl who looks younger and much more innocent that the rest of her band mates. Her black hair is relatively straight, cut into a bob and dyed red at the ends. She's wearing a right red shirt with sleeves reaching down to her elbows and high neckline. Over top of that she has a black corset with red strings on the front for decoration and on the back to tie it around her slim waist. Her high boots match the corset to a T and she's also wearing a puffy red skirt that is just a little brighter than her shirt.

The young girl plucks at the strings of her guitar, making sure it's tuned properly before the amps get turned on. She then turns to the blonde and they exchange quiet words that can't be heard over the murmurs that have started to come from the onlookers. Everybody is getting too excited to stay silent. Neptune is practically bouncing in his seat.

The guitarist steps forward and clears her throat into the mic. The sound gets amplified through the speakers, grabbing the attention of anyone who wasn't already looking, "Hey guys." she sounds nervous but pushes on through her introduction, "So my name is Ruby. I'm the lead vocalist and play the guitar. To my right is our newest member Nora who is on bass." Nora salutes the crowd with a cheeky wink earning some chuckles, "Behind me is my big sister Yang."

Ruby is interrupted by an audience member yelling from the back of the restaurant, "I love you Yang!"

Weiss spins to try and see who said it but doesn't catch a glimpse of him so her attention returns to the stage quickly.

Yang stands abruptly, her rolling stool getting thrown back a bit. She points to the back of the room with a drum stick, "And I love you!" She calls before pulling her seat up and sitting down again.

The whole dining area cracks up except for Weiss. She really isn't in the mood for this. She spots Velvet and waves the waitress over, asking for the most alcoholic beverage they serve. She needs some way to get through this show with Neptune and wine just isn't going to cut it.

"Finally," Ruby continues once the laughter dies down, "on keyboard is Blake, our resident professional pianist."

Yang raises her drum sticks before adding, "Also my hot girlfriend!"

Once again the room is laughing at the blonde but as Weiss' drink is put before her she can only stare at it. The drummer and pianist. Two women. Together. Weiss' cheeks go pink at the thought. While she knew what the word gay meant, she'd never had to think so much a bout it before and now suddenly it just keeps coming up. She glances across the table at Neptune who is enraptured by the bands playful, pre-show banter. Without thinking Weiss grabs her glass of mystery liquid and downs the whole thing in the blink of an eye, cringing at the burn in her throat. She waves down Velvet again and asks for another. She doesn't want to think about men or women right now.

Time passes. How much time, Weiss has no idea. Her head hasn't stopped swimming since her first drink. At some point most of the restaurants customers had begun crowding around in front of the stage, eager to dance to the quick rhythm of the music being played. Somehow, Weiss had managed to get scooped up and tossed onto the dance floor where she started losing herself to the sound and energy in the place. Neptune and her broken heart are the last things on her mind as she sways and raises her hands to the music.

RWBY is on their seventh song. All the members sweating just as much as the people dancing which includes Weiss. Suddenly, a hand grabs the heiress' wrist, pulling her away from the dance floor. She staggers along as she lets herself get led away. Neptune stops his tugging when he and the intoxicated woman reach the exit.

"I think it's time we leave." He suggests worriedly.

"What're you talking about? I'm having fun!" Every word she says is slurred and hard to understand.

"Weiss. You. Are. Drunk." The blue haired man says slowly.

Neptune begins pulling Weiss forward again but she wrenches her wrist free before he can get them out the door. He turns to her, annoyed and a little bit tipsy himself. He reaches for her but she steps away, successfully not falling over despite stumbling a bit.

Weiss straightens as best she can and forces her voice to sound more sober, "I'll call for my driver when I'm ready to leave. I'll be fine."

Neptune hesitates.

Because of the alcohol, all the feelings inside Weiss burst forth is a loud, "Leave me alone!"

Surprised by the outburst, Neptune glances over to the bar where patrons are now looking in their direction, curious as to what the disturbance is about. The young man gives the strangers a sheepish smile grin before warning Weiss to be careful and leaving.

No longer in the mood to dance or even breath, Weiss stumbles over to the nearest empty table and collapses into a chair. She falls forward, her forehead resting in her arms on the table and begins to cry. Tonight has been a total disaster. She wishes she could go back and get lost in the sound of Ruby's voice.

"Hey." Someone is poking at Weiss' shoulder but she refuses to open her eyes. She'd fallen asleep on the table for god only knows how long and now her head hurts from the drinks she'd had, "Are you alive? Helloooo!"

Weiss groans and lifts her head lazily, "Of course I'm alive you dolt!"

The lead vocalist from RWBY stands with her hand on the heiresses shoulder. She giggles at the name she just got called, "I think they're closing soon. Do you have a way home?"

Weiss stares blankly at the woman before her, practically drowning in her bright silver eyes. She's so freaking cute. I wonder if she's into girls like her sister. I'd totally love to- Weiss mentally slaps herself. What kind of thoughts is my drunk mind giving me? I must have been crazy in love with Neptune to suddenly be compelled to have sex with a woman after the heartbreak. Or I'm just crazy. Yeah, probably crazy.

"I think you lost her." Weiss follows the new voice. Yang has walked up with her arm around Blake's waist, "Oh shit."

And that's the last thing Weiss hears before she blacks out.

It's loud. It's loud. It's loud. Weiss is woken up by the sound of a coffee bean grinder. Why there is coffee being ground in her house is beyond her. The heiresses head is also in too much pain to think that such a thing should be alarming. It doesn't take long for the smell of fresh coffee being brewed, followed by the delicious scent of bacon to fill Weiss' nostrils. Her mind finally clears enough for her to figure out that something isn't quite right. She pushes herself up off her stomach and opens her eyes, immediately snapping them shut as the sun proves to be much too bright for them. She flops back down onto her belly and groans.

"Oh, you're finally awake."

The sun be damned, Weiss' eyes fly open. She twists onto her back and does her best to shuffle away from the voice as far as the mattress will allow her to go. She is in fact in her room but at the foot of the bed stands the young girl that had been on stage the night before. Ruby. She's holding a plate of food in one hand and a coffee mug in the other. Weiss relaxes slightly, reaching a hand up to massage the ache in her temple.

"Oh!" Ruby jumps into action, not noticing Weiss flinch.

The young girl rushes to the bedside table on the opposite side to where Weiss is sitting and places the dishes there before exiting the room in a hurry. Weiss hesitantly looks over to the plate that's covered in bacon, eggs, toast and an assortment of fruits. She finds herself being drawn to the mouth watering aromas, even leaning towards the plate. Ruby re-enters the room and Weiss throws herself back, nearly knocking the lamp off the nightstand behind her.

"Careful!" Ruby scolds, reaching out to offer a glass of water and bottle of medicine for headaches, "I have to take care of my older sister all the time when she's hungover so I know what I'm doing."

At the mention of Yang, Weiss recalls how she'd been hugging up to Blake before the heiress lost consciousness. Then comes the memories of the thoughts she'd had involving Ruby. Weiss' whole face burns at the memory.

"Woah! You okay Weiss?" Ruby asks, dropping the glass and pills next to the food before crawling quickly across the bed and getting all up in Weiss' face. The white haired woman freezes as Ruby reaches up and pulls their foreheads together, "Strange." she murmurs, her breath tickling Weiss' cheeks, "Your face is red as a tomato but you don't have a fever."

The sudden proximity of the younger girl has Weiss completely flustered. She wracks her brain for words. Finally she grabs a sentence and pushes Ruby away, "It's from my hangover, you dolt."

The guitarist scoots back, not bothered by being pushed away, "Oh, okay. That doesn't happen to Yang so I got worried. Anyway," she reaches for the pills and water and again offers them to Weiss, "You should take these then eat something slowly. I didn't really know what you like so I made all the breakfast foods I know how to make."

The heiress hesitates but eventually takes the things she's being offered. She pops two pills in her mouth then drinks half the glass of water before asking, "Thank you but what are you doing in my house? We're strangers you know. This is pretty much breaking and entering."

Ruby laughs so hard she snorts, something that for some reason makes Weiss' heart flutter. Stop thinking about your stupid drunk thoughts. Ruby is a woman. You like men. You like Neptune. Or did like Neptune. Point it, stop it mind!

The girl wipes away a tear, still smiling uncontrollably, "I didn't break anything, I just entered. I got the address and your name from your ID, my sister drove us here and I decided to make sure you would be okay. Your doorman or whatever told me the room number and I used your key to get inside. I left after holding your hair back for a while, helping you get changed and putting you to bed." Weiss turns red again but Ruby continues, "I came back an hour ago to return you key and see if you were still alive. Since you were out like a light still, I took it upon myself to raid your fridge and make you food!"

Her explanation done, Ruby sits quietly and waits for Weiss to process the information given.

"You talk a t lot." Weiss says simply.

Ruby looks shocked for a second before blushing and scratching the back of her head and laughing nervously, "I get that a lot."

Weiss giggles and somehow her word filter must have shut down because the last thing she wants to say pours out of her mouth, "You're cute."

They both stare at each other in stunned silence. Ruby's cheeks burn crimson and she turns away first, picking at a fluff on the blankets. Finally realizing what she's just said, Weiss' face practically catches on fire and she suddenly finds the plain white ceiling to be very interesting.

After a moment of awkward silence, Weiss covers her mouth, looks to Ruby and says in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry."

The younger girl steals a quick glance at the bewildered heiress before looking down at her still fiddling hands, "Y-You're beautiful."

Another silence, both girls unable to speak after their confessions to each other. This one stretches for what feels like hours but is in actuality just over five minutes at the most. Ruby breaks the silence by standing and heading for the door. Weiss fights the urge to reach out for the girl. To her surprise, Ruby turns back with her hand resting on the doorknob.

"Enjoy your breakfast a-and if you feel like maybe going ou-out sometime, I left my number on your kitchen counter."

Before Weiss can say a word, Ruby has left the room and closed the door. A few seconds later, the white haired woman hears the guitarist leaving the apartment. The heiress stares into nothingness, her mind no longer functional but her heart beating so fast she feels like it could burst. Neptune had never made her feel this way. Do I... Like Ruby? Weiss drops her gaze to the plate of food still hot on the nightstand. She smirks when she notices that the fruits have been arranged to look like a smiley face.

"What an idiot." Weiss whispers as she reached for the plate of food.

I really liked writing this chapter so I hope you guys enjoyed reading it.

A little spoiler for next week:

A second part to this AU but following Yang and Blake after they drop off Weiss and Ruby.

My first M rated chapter ahead ladies and gents. Get hyped!