Ch. 9 Waking Up Warm
Onyx woke up still cuddled next to the person who was there with him last night. The girl sleeping next to him had hair as blue as her name and eyes as pink as the early morning sky. This was not the first time that he woke up next to her in the almost 6 years he was here. When he first came stumbling into the town she was the one who took him in and helped him recover. Back then he had no memories of anything before seeing her face, she was even the one who gave him his name. Onyx had never seen her as more than just a close friend, the only friend her really had, and he knew she saw him the same way, but that did not stop her from teasing him. She was never mean about it and they both saw it all in good fun, but for some reason Onyx never felt an attraction to this girl. Onyx started looking around the room and saw that lights and other things were back on and running, telling him that the power had come back on sometime in the night. He started to get up and lay her down on the couch using his blankets as a pillow for her. He stretched as he made his way out into the bar area and as he started to clean the top of the bar the door opened. Without looking up Onyx called to the visitor. "Sorry we are closed, I just forgot to lock the door."
"That's fine as I am not looking for a drink." The man called back to Onyx as he made his way to the bar. "I'm actually looking for someone. I heard you look like him and just wanted to check." The man produced a picture of a younger man in black vest and purple tie.
"You with the local police?" Onyx said looking up from his bar and at the picture.
"No private investigator, his family and friends are worried about him." Onyx looked at the picture and to his surprise the man was right. The two looked very close but the eye color was different and and man in the picture had dark tattoos running down his arms.
"I haven't seen him myself and you're right we do look alike but those tattoos are a dead giveaway." Onyx pointed to the picture and ran his finger up the man's arms. The private detective pulls the picture back and looks over it again.
"Yeah I guess you're right, plus your eye color is different, you don't wear contacts do you?" Onyx laughs at the man's failed attempt at a joke.
"No, not that I know of." The guy puts the picture back in his pocket and makes his way back to the door turning his back to Onyx.
"Thanks for you help." Onyx blinked and the man was gone and out into the snow again. Onyx heard movement coming from behind him and as he turned Ocean was standing there in the doorway stretching and yawning at the same time. Once she was done she started to wipe the sleep from her eyes.
"Who was that?" She asks moving next to him and sitting up onto the bar.
"Private detective looking for someone." Onyx had returned to washing the top of the bar off and when he made it to her he smiled.
"Would you mind moving your perfectly formed ass." She smiled and jumped down off the bar and made her way out into the main sitting area, moving her hips a little more than she normally would.
"I'm glad you noticed." On the surface Onyx had a smile on his face but deep down and in the back of his mind something was bothering him about that picture. He showed up in the town wearing those exact same clothes.
Yang had spent another night cuddled next to Blake, one arm draped over her waist, as she held the faunus tight, and to be completely honest she really did not mind. It reminded her of doing the same thing with her sister when she was younger and had a bad dream. As much as the two wanted to solve this mystery, Blake was not ready for the next dream to come. Yang had awoke first this time, feeling the warmth of the girl in front of her. They had made it to the checkpoint last night right before the snow kicked back up. The checkpoints, that dotted across the planet, were built for hunters to take shelter during a mission. Each had everything a team would need for the night or however long they would be staying. Their other teammates did not know they had spent the night together, as Blake had came to Yang right before bed, she had felt embarrassed about the situation. Yang just lay and listened to the steady breathing of her best friend, Yang did not want to disturb the sleeping girl. Blake had slept soundly through the night once again and both her body and mind and shit down and she really slept. Her dream, one she has had a few times, was of the night her and Dante had spent in the cabin all those years ago. As Blake went through the dream she started making small noises in her sleep, and Yang, being as protective as she is, noticed and tried to wake her. She leaned on her arm and got close to her ears putting her other hand on the girls shoulder. "Blake, wake up." At first it did not seem to have an effect but the more Yang talked the more it seemed like Blake was coming out of it. "It's time to get up kitty cat." Blake's ears twitched giving Yang the message that she was awake. "Are you okay Blake?"
"Yeah, just fine., why?" Blake asks turning over and looking at the blonde.
"You were making noises I thought you were having a dream" Blake starts to blush remembering the dream she was having. "Oh it was that dream, sorry for interrupting." Yang started to laugh as the two got up to start their day.
"It's okay, I needed to get up anyway."
"Yeah it smells like Ruby and Wynne started breakfast." They headed down after getting fully dressed and ate with their team.
"Once the snow calms down we move on." Little did they know the next stop would be one that would change everything they had known up to this point.
