Chapter 7:
*Fting*…*Fting* *Fting* *Fting*…*Fting* *Fting* *Fting-ting* "HA!"
"Point!"
The two combatants stepped back from one another, lowering their swords and taking off their masks, "That was good Weiss, you really caught me off guard"
"Thanks. *whew* I have to admit; it does feel good to finally win for a change"
"Well it was only a matter of time. There's no way I could possibly win every match"
"Splendid job you two, I must say that both of your techniques are absolutely superb. Your both fleet of foot and you strike with precision I haven't seen in a long time"
Both fencers looked at the woman with blonde hair and green eyes, "Thank you Professor Goodwitch. And we appreciate you staying late to officiate this last match"
"It's no problem. I'll take any opportunity to see you lot fence with such vigor and enthusiasm. It takes me back; you know I was quite the fencer myself back in the day"
"Yeah, you mentioned that before. In fact, it's one of the reasons why Weiss and I wanted to ask you something" Pyrrha said.
"What about?"
The two exchanged looks, "We want to start a fencing team for Beacon. Do you know how we would go about doing so?" Weiss asked.
"Oh that's a wonderful idea. But I'm afraid the process will be rather difficult. First off, you need to create a proposal, stating why you feel creating a team would be beneficial to the university. If headmaster Ozpin gives the approval, you then have to find a coach and recruit a team"
"That's easy enough, we've already spoke with the rest of the club members, they're all for the idea. And we were thinking you could be our coach" Pyrrha said.
"I'd love to, but there's more to it. If headmaster Ozpin approves, there's still the possibility of the university not having the proper funds to support the team, not to mention we'd have to register with the Remnant College Athletics' Association which may take some time in itself"
"Wait, not enough funds? Do you mean we'll have to come up with the money ourselves?" Weiss asked.
"Perhaps we could hold a fundraiser" Pyrrha said.
"You mean like washing cars?"
"We could do that, but I was thinking of something more fun. Like maybe having one of those dunk tanks you see at carnivals or something"
The professor chuckled, "Well we can worry about that when the time comes. For now, focus on creating a proposal. When you finish, I'll take it to the headmaster myself to see what he thinks"
"Thank you Professor. I can get started on the proposal tonight. When I finish I'll send it to you Weiss so you can review and make any changes if needed" Pyrrha said.
Weiss nodded, "Sounds like a plan"
When Pyrrha arrived back at her flat, all of her roommates were eating in the living room, "Hey Pyrrha, how was fencing?" Nora asked.
"Same as always. Are you… …eating pancakes?"
"Uh-huh"
"…For dinner?"
"Come on Pyrrha, Ren made them. They're really good" Jaune said.
"I know, but having breakfast for dinner? That's seems rather unorthodox"
"Well fine, if you don't want to eat them, then I guess it's more for me~" Nora said.
"No…no I'll eat it's just…*sigh* I'm taking a shower" she said defeated.
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After coming out of her room donned in her pajamas, she took a seat next to Nora on the futon, placing her laptop on her lap and opening it. "I thought you said you were gonna eat?"
"Don't worry I will, but first I need to get started writing this proposal"
"A proposal? For what?" Ren asked.
"For fencing club. We're trying to start an actual team for the school"
"A fencing team? *Gasp* can I join?"
Pyrrha rose an eyebrow, "I thought you didn't care for fencing"
Nora shrugged, "True. But that was mostly because you guys were only a club. I like to play sports for the competition"
"But you don't even know how to fence" Ren said.
"Also true, but I'm willing to learn"
"Well that's good enough for us. We'll always be willing to recruit new teammates, no matter the skill level" Pyrrha said, putting her feet up on the coffee table as she started typing away.
Jaune hesitated before he continued to eat…she was barefoot again. He sat on a bean bag to the right and slightly in front of the futon; with everyone else's attention drawn away, Nora and Ren watching the TV and Pyrrha with her eyes on her laptop screen, he decided to steel a few glances.
He looked down to cut off a piece from his pancakes. When he looked back up to eat it, he took his first peek. She had her left foot crossed over her right, giving him a nice view of her sole. It was perfect; beautifully pale and smooth, looking softer than any fabric on Remnant. He noticed that her index toe was adorned with a silver ring, but chose to look away as to not get caught.
He spent several seconds watching the TV, before reaching down to pick up his cup. As he brought it to his lips to take a sip of his punch, he took another look. He saw her scrunch and wiggle her toes briefly, making subtle wrinkles form along her arch; they were also still colored with the same emerald polish from last time.
He put his cup back down to watch TV again. But it wasn't even ten seconds before he looked back at her feet. There was just something about them that was so captivating, so eye catching, "...*sigh* why do I have to be so weird"
"Is there something on my foot?" Pyrrha asked.
"H-huh?"
"You were staring at my foot. Do I have something stuck on it?" she asked, bringing it close to examine it.
He felt his cheeks heat up, "Uh, n-no sorry. I was just lost in thought… …you know thinking about how I did on my psychology exam" he lied.
"Oh. Well I'm sure you did just fine, you always excel in that class" she said, putting her foot back before continuing to type.
"…yeah"
Weiss came back to her flat to see both Blake and Yang. Yang, however, was slinging a duffle-bag over her shoulder putting on her aviator sunglasses, "Hey Yang, going to Sun and Neptune's again?"
"No. I'm going home"
"What for?"
"Don't worry about it. I'll be back in a few days" with that, Yang walked past her and out the door.
She looked at Blake, "What's her deal?"
"I wouldn't know"
She pursed her lips, "...Do you think it has to do with why her father made her leave the room the other day?"
Blake shrugged, "I don't know"
…Her gaze drifted to Blake's cat ears, "… …You heard their conversation didn't you"
"… …Yes"
"Well…what did they talk about?"
"Nothing we should concern ourselves with"
"But we're her friends. We should be here to support her if she needs it right?"
"I agree with you, but this time seems different. I don't think she'll appreciate it if we knew about this"
"Well if you feel that way, why did you listen in the first place?"
"I didn't have a choice"
"Blake come on. If there's anything wrong happening I want her to know she can trust us, no matter what. Please?"
Blake took a moment to think, "… … …*sigh* okay fine. But I never told you this alright?"
Weiss nodded, "…Yang's… …bisexual. When she came out to her father before she came to Beacon he refused to except it, saying that he raised his daughter to be a strong, confident woman who would have a family of her own someday, not some useless, no good dike. We can only imagine how that argument ended up going. But the reason why he called her was to apologize, apparently feeling the need to finally explain why he reacted that way"
"What possible reason could he give to justify calling his own daughter a dike?"
"Her mother" Blake said. "When she was born, her mother left them a month before her first birthday, leaving only a note saying how sorry she was; how she couldn't handle the responsibility of raising a child, and that she was leaving to spend the rest of her life with some woman named Vernal"
"… …Why would her father wait all this time to finally tell her?"
"Because up until now, he had no idea where she went. He said that her uncle Qrow found them, and if she wanted, she could go back home so he can give her their location if she ever wants to confront her mother herself one day"
"Oh... ... ...does her father still not except the fact that she's bi?"
"I don't know"
Weiss wasn't sure what to say, "Now do you see why we shouldn't get involved?"
"…Yeah. I didn't realize it was that bad" she said. *Vmm* *Vmm* She took out her scroll to see a message from Sun: Hey Weiss, got two more checks for ya. Stop by whenever you can. "Hey Blake, after I take a shower, can I you take me to Sun's?"
"Sure"
To Be Continued…
