Hello there! Here we are again, so I suppose I am supposed to write another fanfiction. Ah, yes. Today is DarkSnow (Weiss and Blake). This is my last two days of this prompt. This has been pretty fun! After listening to "From Shadows" and "Mirror Mirror" over and over, it wasn't exactly hard to come up with inspiration for this one. In fact, I am listening to RWBY music right now.

Come at me, and you'll see, I'm more than meets the eye. You think that, you'll break me, you're gonna find in time…

You're standing too close to a flame that's burning, hotter than the sun in the middle of July. Sending out your army, but you still can't win. Listen up silly boy, cause I'm gonna tell you why…

I BURN!

Blake laid on her bed, staring above her at nothing in particular. She was not aware of anything at all around her, she was lost in thought about her school work and hunting tactics and things that just kept her up each night.

Her amber irises were glazed over with placidness. She was sure it was impossible to sleep that night, but seeing her other teammates sound asleep made her think that her exhaustion was finally getting to her.

She heard rustling from across her and snapped her attention ever to Weiss, who was fidgeting. Maybe she wasn't the only one who wasn't able to sleep. She crawled out of bed silently and got on her knees to be level with Weiss. Indeed, the girl's mist blue eyes were open too.

"Can't sleep?" Blake whispered. Her words were extremely soft, but Weiss could hear them perfectly. Her voice was like silk, all of the words flowed together in a perfect soothing tone. Weiss cast her gaze towards the Faunus and gave a meek nod. Her face was illuminated in moonlight, bringing out the slightly darker line of flesh that ran across her left eyelid. Blake pondered for a moment before dragging Weiss out of her bed and into the hall.

Blake scanned the hallway, which was almost pitch black. She dragged Weiss down one of the main corridors and stopped at the cafeteria door. She pushed it open slowly, putting her index finger up to her lips. She rushed across the big room to the door that led into the kitchen, which was also empty.

She flipped on one of many switches, turning on one light that glowed dimly throughout the room. Blake walked over to a large industrial stove and turned on a flame. She placed a kettle of water on it, and pulled up two crates of food for her and Weiss to sit on. They talked for a while before steam started shooting out of the kettle. Blake turned off the heat and poured the water into two white mugs, mixing in powder mix and milk. She handed a mug of hot chocolate to Weiss, who nodded gratefully and sipped it. Soon, they got into a much deeper topic of conversation.

"It's hard to be a Faunus," said Blake quietly, letting the warms ceramic of the mug warm her hands. "There's so much discrimination. So much hate." Weiss nodded her head understandingly, hooked on every word. "It's nice to talk to you about it," Blake finally said after a long pause, "To talk to people who get it." Blake hadn't bothered to tie on her black bow. She wiggled her cat ears and looked up at them.

That's when Weiss realized that she was in love with Blake.

Every night after that, Blake and Weiss would wait until Ruby and Yang were asleep, and then sneak back into the kitchen to talk for the rest of the night. If seemed like both of them knew exactly how to comfort each other, and understood every pain and hardship they had and were going through.

It wasn't too long after that that Blake realized she was falling in love with Weiss. They kept this rendezvous up for a long time, thinking that no one knew about it but them. Little did they know, Ruby saw them sneaking out one night. She was going to inform Yang, but decided that it would be best to keep this one to herself.

As Blake and Weiss were exiting the kitchen freezer, where they had been snacking on some ice cream, Weiss spoke up.

"I have been having a really nice time talking to you. You seem to understand things like no one else in my life has ever understood." Weiss kept her head low, and her words quick and soft. Blake smiled.

The main topic of conversation for Weiss had been her childhood. She remembered all the neglect and the pent-up anger that her father took out on her. All of the abuse.

The main topic of conversation for Blake was her time in The White Fang, and all that was afterwards. The hardship of escaping and trying to fit in with society. It was like acting in a play.

And after days and says of talking to each other, their feelings were stronger than ever, barely containable now. After they all went to bed, Weiss and Blake snuck to their usual spot, and sat on the crates filled with food.

"I want to be mad at my father," Weiss began, picking up from where she left off the night before, "But something inside of me still loves him dearly." Her eyes were glazed over with sadness. Blake could tell she was thinking about the awful events that had taken place regarding her father. Blake frowned sympathetically and continued with her side of the story.

"It was so hard trying to fit in with everyone else. I felt like everyone was silently judging me. I tried to stay hidden for as long as I could, but eventually I had to go into society and socialize. I just didn't know how." Blake's eyes were also glazed over with sadness, but unlike the frown that tugged at the corners of Weiss's mouth, the rest of Blake's face was placid.

"I never had anyone there for me," they both said, almost in perfect unison. They looked at each other with surprise, but still looked despondent.

"Well," said Blake, sucking in the cool air that engulfed the kitchen, "I'm here for you now." Weiss gazed at the Faunus. The kitchen was now engulfed in silence, with only a faint humming from the refrigerator making sound. Weiss watched as Blake said nothing, just stared into the distance, obviously deep in thought. Her lips were in a thin line now, and Weiss thought she saw them pull into a slight frown. But only for a second, because as soon as she saw it, her lips were tight again.

"I'm here for you too," Weiss said quietly, trying to locate what Blake was looking at, but finding nothing worthwhile. She turned back towards Blake, who had swept her onyx tresses to the side, revealing the fact she was looking at Weiss out of the corner of her eye. Weiss sighed deeply, deciding that if she wanted to do this, she had better do it now.

"Blake," Weiss said, letting out a breath. She was constantly activating her aura to keep herself from feeling sick. "Would you like to maybe, go to lunch sometime?" Blake smiled on the inside, but remained calm on the outside. Weiss's eyes were full of fear- fear of rejection.

Blake felt the tips of her ears get the fuzzy feeling they did when she was extremely happy. Blake smiled warmly at last, which was enough said for Weiss, who reached towards the girls hand and placed hers in it gently.

It was a nice feeling to have someone there for them after years of being alone.