My final official roll for rwbyrsweek2!

Finishing up with Blake and Yang!

Genres: Romance/Humor.

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY.


Chapter 7. Chills And Cherries

It was hot.

It was so hot.

It was so freaking hot.

How was it even possible to be this hot?

Hot enough for Yang Xiao Long to be uncomfortable with it?

Yang Xiao Long – the hottest gal in Vale whose semblance was directly linked to fire for chrissake – was hot and sweating.

She was sprawled out on her bed like a shriveled-up star fish, dressed in her shortest shorts and her lightest tank-top. Every passing minute was laden with moans and groans and heavy, annoyed sighs.

A few moments had been all the leisure time Blake could enjoy her book during before the heat had saw to it that her girlfriend never shut up or stop shifting about. The curtains had been closed to keep the penetrating sunlight out, but even so, the sweltering air was stifling and ultimately unavoidable.

Blake's ear flicked as there were more sounds of restless shifting from above her.

"Uuughh, where's the princess when ya need her?"

"Weiss and Ruby went out for a walk in the forest," she reminded her partner without peeling her gaze away from the page she was focused on. "It's probably shaded and cooler there. Plus, it might be nice to stick their feet in the creek for a few minutes." Blake curled her own toes and grimaced as she felt the sweat on her legs, causing the blankets to stick to her skin.

"Blake, aren't you hot?" Yang sighed.

The Faunus girl could not resist: "Was that a question or an observation?"

Yang's face instantly appeared upside-down over the side of her bed.

"Whoa-ho! Blake, did you really just go there? I'm so proud of you, c'mere." Yang dropped down onto the floor and wrapped her arms around Blake amusedly.

"Yang, please. It's too hot for this."

"Don't you mean I'm too hot for- oof!" An elbow to her ribs sent her back a step. "Haha okay, okay." The blonde plopped down onto her partner's bed. "But seriously, that was great."

"Thanks." Blake rolled her eyes and shifted away from Yang, not wanting to have to feel any more foreign body heat than she absolutely had to.

"Uuggh, Ruby's lucky," Yang complained, stretching out on Blake's bed now. "She's got the icy-chilled girlfriend. Those cold kisses must be convenient on days like today."

Blake snorted a bit at that. "Well, sorry if I can't be your personal refrigerator," she muttered.

Yang sat up instantly when she realized what she had said. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." Sliding an arm around Blake's shoulders, she pressed a small kiss to her cheek. "I wasn't really thinking things through. This heat's really getting to me."

Blake pouted a moment before heaving a sigh and closing her book.

"I get it." She returned the kiss briefly in silent forgiveness. "But if you're that hot, then take another cold shower."

"But I just did that twenty minutes ago! And when my hair's damp and drying, it just makes me even sweatier." She glanced over to the beside table, but the glass of ice water Blake kept there had already lost its chill and was room-temperature at best. She wrinkled her nose like Weiss did sometimes when Ruby put too much sugar in her coffee. "What should we do, Blakey? I'm gonna start melting pretty soon."

Blake pondered for a moment, feeling the heat wafting from the fur in her ears. Yang noticed them flicking in discomfort and reached up to give them a scratch, earning a brief purr.

"I think I have an idea," the Faunus girl finally declared. She got out of bed and went to her drawer, pulling out some fresh clothes. "You should change," she suggested.

"Aww but why? Are we going out somewhere?"

"Are you complaining?" Blake challenged.

"...Gimme a sec."

Yang quickly scrambled up from the bed and ran to her clothes drawer, excited for whatever her girlfriend had in mind.


After catching an Air Ship to Vale, the two girls were presently walking hand in hand down the sidewalk.

The sun was beating down on them in relentless rays of wafting heat, but Yang hardly cared anymore.

Blake was...

She still blushed whenever she looked to her side to glimpse her girlfriend.

Blake had chosen to wear something Yang never even knew was an option in her wardrobe. It was a light gray sundress with no sleeves and a bow running around her ribs. Yang never knew it was possible for Blake to look even more beautiful and adorable than she normally did.

It was even cuter than her sleepwear – impossibly cute – especially when coupled with the fact that Yang had convinced her not to wear her black knee socks due to the heat.

Yang was sure she paled in comparison with her brown shorts and red T-shirt. She was not sure if her hand was sweaty against Blake's because of how quickly her heart was fluttering at the sight of the girl, or if it was due to the weather. Probably both.

Blake curled her fingers a little tighter around Yang's hand as they continued to walk, her ears flat against her head. Her girlfriend noticed instantly, and she brought them to a stop.

"Hey, you okay? Are people staring at you again? Cause I swear to god, I'll-"

"No, it's not that." Blake stopped her with a light chuckle. "Thank you, though." She leaned in to peck Yang's cheek appreciatively. "It's just the heat. My fur absorbs it even more than my hair does, and the dark coloring sure doesn't help," she sighed.

"Aw, but I love your hair and ears! They're so soft and pretty!" Yang let go of her hand for a minute to stroke her fingers over Blake's back. She jolted a bit when she felt just how hot her onyx tresses were, though. "Oh, geez, you weren't kiddin'!" She rubbed her hand over Blake's back in an effort to disrupt the heat that had settled there.

Blake closed her eyes briefly as Yang's motions allowed for some fresh air to hit the back of her neck. But it did not last for very long before she felt the hot sunlight again and sighed.

Yang bit her bottom lip before an idea struck her. "Oh wow, I'm an idiot. Come here, come here!" She took Blake's hand again and pulled her into a nearby store. A blast of cool hit them instantly and they sighed, savoring the air-conditioning for a few minutes.

Yang went into one of the aisles and picked out a small package, paying for it quickly and slipping it into her pocket. "Okay, I'll make this quick. I wanna get to the place you wanted to take us to."

To the Faunus girl's faint dismay, Yang took her back outside again. She was led toward a bench on the sidewalk before Yang placed her hands on her shoulders and had her sit down. "I'll fix ya right up," she said, walking around to the back of the bench to stand behind her.

Reaching into her pocket, Yang extracted the small package of hair ties she had bought, pulling out a white one. Running her hands through Blake's silky locks, she gathered it into one hand, being sure to smooth out the bumps around her ears. She realized her Faunus ears were probably the reasons why Blake usually kept her hair down, as tying it up might shift them about uncomfortably.

Blake balled her hands into fists on her knees as she felt Yang's hands glide over her shoulders, ghosting through her hair. Her fingers occasionally went to scratch her ears, causing Blake's cheeks to grow even hotter. She soon felt a tight band being slipped into place around her hair, tying it into a high ponytail.

When she was finished, Yang gave a pat to her shoulder. "There! All done! That feels a bit cooler, doesn't it?"

Blake slowly shook her head from side to side experimentally, feeling only a light brushing of her hair over her shoulders rather than the usual thickness.

"It feels a lot better. Thank you, Yang." She looked back over her shoulder with a smile. Yang was pulling her own hair into a ponytail now, a bit messier than Blake's. She gave a wide grin as she finished.

"No problem! Now let's get going to where it was you had in mind." She took Blake's hand once more and helped her up. "We'd better hurry before we get sunburn or something."

"Right."

Blake began leading her again, feeling the side-to-side swaying of her ponytail as she walked now. Her ears kept flicking curiously as she adjusted to the new feeling, and Yang could not stop herself from giggling, leaning over to plant a kiss between them.

She followed Blake leisurely, the heat a bit more bearable now that their hair was tied.

When they finally came to a halt, Yang's eyes lit up.

"Really?! We're gonna-"

"Well, what better place is there to go on such a day? Come on."

Blake pulled her into the ice cream store, and again they relished the feeling of the air-conditioned atmosphere. There was a bit of a line, but they were not opposed to waiting at all.

Yang held tightly to Blake's hand again, chin raised proudly as she heard the murmurs about how pretty the dark-haired girl looked. Blake heard the comments as well, mostly the ones about Yang, smirking a little smugly when she found that most of them were uttered in disappointed tones because she was taken.

Their turns at the counter arrived at last, and the two girls looked up at the plethora of options.

"Hmm..." Yang made a serious expression to the point where it was almost comical. "As great as the traditional cones are, I think we should avoid them for today. They'd be melting all over us before we know it."

"I agree."

In the end, Blake ordered black raspberry in a cup and sprinkled a handful of humble chocolate sprinkles on top.

Yang, on the other hand, put just about every available topping on her vanilla-strawberry ice cream mix: chocolate syrup, whipped cream, rainbow sprinkles, and even two cherries.

Once they had paid, they decided to sit indoors near the window, taking seats across from one another in the booth. Yang plucked one of the cherries out of her own bowl and dropped it into Blake's, and her partner nodded her thanks.

The first bites were heavenly to their parched throats, and Yang was quite vocal about it.

"Mmm, oh my god. Blakey, you're the best for taking me here." She curled both of her ankles around one of Blake's beneath the table.

"I'm glad they still had ice cream left," Blake commented. "Seems everyone's got the same idea."

"Maybe so..." Yang agreed before leaning over the table with a smirk, only inches between their noses. "But none of them have such a beautiful girlfriend to eat it with."

"Right. I'm the only one."

"Blake Belladonna, you are smoother than ice." Yang pecked her nose quickly. "Speaking of which..." Yang dug her spoon into her ice cream, making sure to get a bit of everything on it before she held it out to Blake. "Say aaaah!"

Blake's ears flicked straight up.

"Really? In public?"

"Why not? You're my girlfriend, so why can't we do things like this?" She moved the spoon a bit closer. Blake stared at it a moment before tentatively parting her lips.

The taste of the vanilla was a bit subtler than that of her own ice cream, but the flavors of the syrup and other toppings mixed quite well. It was a bit ostentatious for the Faunus girl's taste, but she enjoyed it nonetheless.

"It's good," she smiled.

"I'm glad! Oh, hey c'mere a sec..." Yang reached across the small table, resting her hand behind Blake's head to bring her forward.

"What is it?"

Blake's question was answered when Yang leaned in and kissed the side of her mouth, clearing away a bit of whipped cream that had smeared there.

"Nothing!" Yang beamed as she sat back. "All better now!"

"We have napkins, you know..." Blake muttered, ears flat with embarrassment and cheeks pink.

"Yeah, but where's the fun in that?" the blonde chuckled. "Come on, lemme try some of yours!" She bounced a bit in her seat, and Blake briefly noted the resemblance to her sister. She then scooped a spoonful of black raspberry and held it up to Yang.

"Aaaaaaaah!" The blonde sang before clamping down on the treat. But she was a bit too excited about it, and Yang recoiled as a harsh tingling assaulted her nose. "Ooooh geez, brain freeze!" she yelped.

"You're hopeless..." Blake sighed and leaned over the table, pressing a kiss to her lips. It definitely warmed Yang's mouth up and took her mind off the unpleasant sensation. She hummed and returned the kiss, feeling the small vibrations of a purr from Blake's lips as she did so.

A moment later, the Faunus girl pulled back. "Better?"

"Much. Thanks, Blakey!"

They continued to eat their ice cream between bouts of giggles as they fed one another, pausing occasionally to kiss away a stray sprinkle on a cheek.

After a while, only their respective cherries remained. Yang held hers out toward Blake and her partner copied the motion. The two of them leaned forward and ate the berry offered to them, pulling back with matching smiles.

When they had finished at last, they stood, discarded their trash, and found one another's hands again as they walked back outside. Yang sighed blissfully, no longer as bothered by the heat as she leaned slightly sideways onto Blake. "Thanks for taking me out today! We should do this kinda thing more often."

"Of course."

They halted a moment and turned to one another. Yang moved her hands up to rest on Blake's shoulders, and she felt her girlfriend's fingers curl through her hair. Their lips came together, and there was still a sweet, sugary flavor there, somehow cool and warm at the same time.

Another moment later saw them parting, panting a little. Blake closed the distance between them, lying her chin on Yang's shoulder as the blonde girl hugged her back firmly.

"I love you, Blakey."

"I love you, Yang."

Of course, the big events in their lives were significant for them; the tests, the training, the battles...

But these things were just as important, if not more so.

The little things.


A/N: And thus concludes rwbyrsweek2 for me! Writing the White Rose and Bumblebee was incredibly easier than the other chapters for me, so I hope you enjoyed them all!

Please review!