"Did you just ask me to the dance?" My face contorted into a look of pure shock. I expected to hear a couple different things come out of the heiress' mouth, but being asked to the dance this weekend by Weiss Schnee of all people was definitely the last thing on my mind.
"I am sure your ears work properly, I refuse to repeat myself." Weiss' gaze shifted to the side away from my face. "It was already a little embarrassing for me to come running out here to ask you like I did. Yang is going to be teasing me enough about this so you could at least do me the service of giving me a proper response instead of looking like you saw me sprout another head, you dolt," she muttered, the faintest traces of a blush appearing on her face once more.
"I apologize, I was just genuinely surprised. When I saw that you were running towards me the last thing I expected was for you to ask me to the dance. You're Weiss Schnee, I'm pretty sure you could ask any guy to the dance, so why me?" I'm not actually dense enough to not know why she asked me. The answer is obvious, I've left a good impression on her over my occasional encounters with her and her team. However, I just want to make sure that there is no ulterior motive to her seemingly innocent request. At this point I'm almost positive there isn't. Her reactions thus far seem innocent and I don't think Weiss is the kind that would be able to fake a blush and try to trick me with some sort of silver tongue. She's just not that kind of person, even if she is the heiress to one of the most successful, if questionable, business empires in all of Remnant, Weiss prefers to be straight and direct with her opinions and wants. Better be safe than sorry, though.
A faint sigh escaped Weiss' lips."Do you know how many people approach me just because they think I am pretty, or because of my background? It's insulting, I don't want to associate myself with some guy just because of my status and because they think I have a cute face. I have standards that need to be met before I can find a man acceptable"
Oh?
It seems as if there is more to the Ice Queen than I thought. "So are you saying that I meet these standards? I feel honoured."
"Not all of them, not yet," a small smile graced Weiss' lips, "but you show enough of them for me to want to give you a chance."
I wonder if you would still think that if you ever found out who I really am? I'm sorry your interest lies in a liar and cheat like me, but I can't let a chance like this pass me by. "How could I refuse you with such a genuine confession?" I took a knee in front of her and grabbed hold of one of her small hands. "Weiss Schnee I would be honoured to accompany you to the dance this weekend." I told her with my best smile. The very faint blush that coated her cheeks deepened in color slightly, it was adorable.
"However, there is something you should know if you want me to be your date for the dance."
Weiss' brow furrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything. It wasn't a sign of annoyance, but more a sign of curiosity.
"I hate to inform you that I may not be the most prompt person this weekend. Sadly, Cinder, my leader requires me to take care of some preparations for the Vytal Festival. It's going to be urgent for the success of our team in the competition. If you still wish to go with me then you should know that." I informed her. It wasn't technically a lie, just a half truth. I only left out the details that what I needed to accomplish is highly illegal.
My hopefully still date didn't look too happy about what I just told her. Her arms were crossed, and her right foot tapped the ground repeatedly, but even though she didn't seem pleased with these details, Weiss didn't look too angry which I hope is a good thing.
"That is… annoying, if I may be blunt." Weiss paused for a couple seconds, and I just waited for her to prepare what she wanted to say. From her standpoint she has to think about a couple of different factors. The most important one being, am I being genuine? Being the heiress to such a large economical empire means Weiss has a reputation to uphold. If she agrees to go to the dance with me after I told her I will be arriving late she has to worry about if I'm going to just stand her up. It would be a huge blow to her pride and reputation if she puts her trust in me and I don't even show, or show up with a different girl. Not that I would do either of course. Besides, I should be fine. If I was able to make a good enough impression to have the heiress seek me out then she should have a good enough opinion of me to hopefully have some trust in my words.
Weiss gaze was a little cold as she studied my face, but after my most recent staredown with Cinder I know enough not to back down from an authoritative stair if I wish to be taken seriously. Finally the ivory haired girl relaxed her gaze and sighed, her eyes rolled in their sockets before landing back onto me. Sassy.
"Ugh, fine. It does not seem like you're lying so I'll believe you. You deserve some trust for everything you have done."
Wonderful. "Thank you, it really means alot to me," I replied
"Think nothing of it. Like Ruby has told you before, the entire team considers you a friend. And what you told us today I think will make all of us better Huntresses in the long run. Ruby's taken it to heart, and Yang left to talk to Blake so she has that one handled. You've helped us more than you know in the short time we have known you, Athrun," Weiss informed me, her voice adopting a softer tone.
Ouch, pretty sure I felt a small bit of pain in my chest hearing that come from her mouth. All I've been doing has been for my group's own gains, I'm playing Weiss and her whole team and none of them even realize it. I forced myself to not frown upon her words, keeping my pleasant visage up. "Good to hear that Yang is taking care of the Blake issue right now, but if I'm to be frank, I wish to know more about what you think of me. Do you also see me as just a friend?"
I expected Weiss to be a little more shy at my question, or to stutter and act like one of those tsunderes that I've seen on several different animes, but to my surprise she didn't. Instead she smirked as if my question was a challenge.
"Well, I would not ask someone that I consider to be just a friend to such a public dance, I have already told you about my image after all," Weiss replied with ease.
"So if I'm not just a friend, then what am I to you then?" My voice, laced with false ignorance.
"Let's say this dance could be considered a test of sorts," Weiss stepped closer towards me and put a finger on my chest and looked me in the eyes. "A test to see if you're worthy of my time."
Shit, that was hot, or would it be cold in her case? I don't know. Hopefully the small blush forcing it's way onto my face isn't too noticeable, but judging from the gleam in her eyes she definitely saw it.
I moved my gaze away from Weiss smirking face, who knew she could play this sort of game? I definitely didn't. "Well we should exchange info on our scrolls. I'm going to want to find you at the dance when I get there."
Weiss moved to pull out her scroll, handing it to me while I gave her mine.
"Is that the only reason you want my information, Athrun?" Weiss questioned me as she handed my scroll back to me.
"Of course not," I handed the heiress her scroll, which she accepted gracefully. "I'm going to need a picture of your dress after all so I myself can grab the proper suit to match you. I don't know if you have noticed but those suits that are given to us by default are really meh. So I'm going to make sure we're the best looking pair at the dance," I finished, bringing my right fist up to my chest.
"Then you can expect a picture of my dress later tonight then." Weiss moved as if she was about to head back to her dorm room before turning around and giving me a small curtsy. "I expect to see you at the dance Athrun, I'll talk to you later."
I sent the heiress off with a smile and wave. "Sounds like a plan!"
Damn, this sucks. In most scenarios being asked to the dance by a girl who is probably one of the most desired females at Beacon would leave a guy in a good mood. The problem is, after interacting with Team RWBY I can definitely say they're good people. Naive, but good. My talk with them earlier led me to that conclusion, and that's the problem. Weiss is a nice girl and making sure that Team RWBY stops trying to interfere with our plans is one thing. Taking advantage of her feelings, just because I know ways it can be useful, is another. That's a new sort of low for me.
"Welcome back Athrun, you came back later than I thought you would. Having too much fun with that team of girls, you sly dog?" Mercury asked me, taking time away from whatever game he was playing on his scroll to greet me. Normally I would consider that to be a rare treat, now I could really care less.
I tried to smile at Mercury's joke, but I don't think it was very convincing if the look my silver haired friend shot at me was anything to go by. Mercury swung his legs off of the couch he was laying on and patted for me to sit next to him, putting his scroll away in the process. I took the spot beside him, no questions asked.
"What's got you down, were you not able to do whatever it was you were doing?"
My arms were thrown behind my head, as I leaned back into the couch in an attempt to unwind a bit. "Not really Merc, in fact everything went extremely well. I can actually say it might have gone too well."
"Details Athrun, how did things go too well? Did you get them off our back or not?" My silver haired friend persisted.
"I think so, I had a recording from the news report on the highway debacle and they seemed pretty caught up in all the damage that was caused. I also pointed out all the details in ways that made the question their own actions, which will hopefully cause them to think things through and leave us alone. Ruby and Weiss seemed to have understood my message pretty clearly. Ruby's sister Yang was a little more difficult, but I managed," I responded, beckoning for him to grab me a cola from the fridge, which Mercury did.
Mercury passed the cola to me. "Yang, she's the blonde with the big tits right? What about the faunus, were you able to get her off our back? According to you and Roman she's the most fanatical of them in all in wanting to force their way into our plans."
I popped the cap and took a deep swig from the can. The carbonated beverage did wonders for my throat. I never realized how thirsty I was after having to talk to Team RWBY and Weiss. Putting the can down, I focussed once more on my friend. "No need to worry about Blake, after Yang finally conceded to my point she said she would talk to Blake and ensure she went to the dance, so the operation is fine. But it's what happened afterwards that really got to me, and you'll never believe this one."
Mercury quirked a brow at me as he started drinking his own cola that he grabbed. Maybe I can get him to spray that soda around the room. That would funny.
"Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, asked me to be her date for the dance this weekend."
The silver haired assassin started to choke on his drink, and although he managed to not spit the contents everywhere, some of it did dribble out his nose, which was equally as amusing. Mercury grabbed a napkin to wipe his face off a little before looking at me in surprise.
"You got Beacon's Ice Queen to ask you to the dance? How the fuck did you do that?" Mercury brought a hand up to his chin. "Has the student possibly overcome the master? No, that's impossible."
"Merc?"
The silver haired assassin kept muttering incoherently.
"Merc!"
That seemed to have garnered his attention, my friend reached over and clasped a hand onto my shoulder. "Athrun, I have never been more proud of you, yet at the sametime pissed that you managed to score such a hot date while I'm stuck with Emerald. I might have nothing left to show you. Your apprenticeship under me is now complete."
Suddenly the hand on my shoulder tightened, almost painfully so, Mercury's eyes widened and he gave me a look full of worry.
"Athrun, I just realized something, and I'm terrified for you."
The seriousness in Mercury's voice took me completely off guard. First he was praising me and being his typical self and now he's trying to say I could possibly be in danger? What's going on?
"Merc, what do you mean?" I asked.
Mercury's hand dropped from my shoulder and he sunk in his spot.
"Think for a second Athrun, there is someone who isn't going to be very happy and her name isn't Cinder."
It hit me that very moment. "Neo."
"You got it. Our little psychopathic tub of ice cream isn't going to be happy you're going to the dance with another girl. From ice cream to the Ice Queen. You are in some major shit, my friend, if she ever finds out."
My guilt over using Weiss was replaced with my own thoughts of self preservation. I'm not dense enough to not realize Neo has some interest in me. Now they might not be romantic, I think, but she is definitely possessive as all hell.
It was my turn to latch onto Mercury. "You can't tell her. Promise me you won't tell her!"
Mercury lifted his arms up, palms open, "I have no interest in sending you to an early grave unless you force my hand, Athrun. I won't tell Neo. But she's not dumb, she'll definitely find out at some point."
I let loose a deep sigh. "I know…" I brought my hands up to my head and started pulling at my blue locks. "Damn this is gonna suck, how am I supposed to stop Neo from killing me or Weiss?"
"Why would you care if she wanted the heiress' head?"
Right after that statement Mercury was met with my best blank stare, like, really bro?
"Chill, Athrun, it was a joke. Now tell me, what's wrong with the Ice Queen asking you to the dance besides Neo obviously not going to be pleased about it?"
Oh yeah, that issue. "I don't feel comfortable taking advantage of her feelings, man. She seems like she's genuinely interested in Athrun Crocell, however she doesn't know that Athrun and the Blue Hawk are the same person. Obviously she would hate me then. I did bash her face into a pillar a couple times earlier in the week. It's just weird. I have no problems stealing from her company. I've done it plenty of times in the past, I don't even have too much of an issue fighting her and the rest of her team. But I feel like total shit abusing the fact that she's interested in me."
Mercury cupped his chin and pondered on my words for a couple of seconds. "Yeah, I don't really get why you're so bothered, if you want me to be completely honest with you. If the Schnee was into me, I would definitely take advantage of it."
Yeah, that sort of reply should have been expected.
"However, you're not me. You're a much better person than me, if we're going off of morals. That sort of stuff just isn't my thing. Not how I was taught or raised. I might despise my past father, but he's left his mark on me with his teachings," Mercury moved his legs around, "and my legs. That shit will stay with me."
My friend stood up. "Truthfully, someone like you should annoy me. In my opinion your way of thinking is one that doesn't make all that much sense. Luckily you can actually take a joke, unlike everyone else in our happy little group." Mercury offered me a hand, which I grasped before he pulled my ass off the couch.
"My piece of advice for you would be to try and show the Ice Queen who Athrun Crocell really is. Don't let you being the Blue Hawk bother you. While we're here we're students," Mercury put air quotes around the word. "So it would be good for our cover to act like ones. If you don't hate the girl, then try to have some fun."
"Thanks Merc, I'll try," I told him as I thought about his advice. He had a point, but it was still something that I would have to think over.
"Well, glad that I could be of some assistance. Do you wanna grab some food? Emerald wants food after fetching her dress for the dance, and the talking made me a little hungry." Mercury asked me.
"Nah, I think I'm going to stay here. I need to prepare for the mission and then possibly take a nap."
With a shrug of his shoulders Mercury left the room, leaving me alone. I appreciated his offer for food and he really did try to listen to me which is enough. All that's left is for me to get over myself, and the best way to do that is with a distraction.
I walked over towards my bed and pulled out my equipment, inspecting everything to make sure nothing would go wrong for when the Blue Hawk has to infiltrate the CCT. It would be embarrassing if I were to be caught due to me neglecting my gear.
After a couple hours passed I was finally finished. The wires in my vambraces were fully loaded, NightWing was polished, and I had several cartridges of dust rounds loaded and stored in the belt of my Blue Hawk gear. It wasn't until I received a notification from my scroll that I finally bothered to turn my attention to something else.
It was a message from Weiss telling me that I better not stand her up at the dance, with a picture of her dress attached to it. Sadly it was just the dress without the heiress but I can already tell she would look stunning it. The white would match her hair and definitely blend well with her ivory skin and crystal blue eyes. Hmm, black would actually look really good on her as well now that I think about it, or maybe a darker blue… That would look really nice as well, serving as a good contrast to her natural paleness, accentuating it instead of blending with it.
I shook my head once I realized my mind was drifting too much, but a smirk did emerge on my face. Mercury may have a point about just trying to enjoy myself and keep my worries of being the Blue Hawk out of the equation, at least for now.
"Everyone is confirmed at the party, you're clear to go," I heard through the communicator in my left ear.
"Understood, making my move on the CCT now." I responded to Emerald through the coms.
I was currently crouched on one of the many surrounding rooftops around the CCT. However, I kept myself far enough away from the dance that was currently going on and the CCT itself to avoid being spotted by an unlucky passerby.
Getting to the CCT itself was easy and uneventful, everyone important was at the dance, and once again no one bothers to look up. My eyes scanned the outside of the building, and overall the security didn't seem to be anything impressive. There was only one lone Atlas infantryman standing guard outside, from what I'm able to observe from my current position. There is at least another four inside the main lobby. For such an important place someone would think they'd put a little more effort into making sure someone like me didn't break into it.
There are two main options available to me. I can sneak in through the only entrance provided by the CCT, and try to avoid contact with the guards. If push comes to shove I could incapacitate them. Or, I climb along the outside of the tower and try to cut my way in though one of the many glass windows attached to the room I needed to infiltrate. Each option has its ups and downs. Going in through the front has a higher risk of me being seen by the guards and chances of confrontation are at its highest. Climbing up the tower however leads me wide in the open for the grand majority of my climb, and although the dark colors of my outfit would provide me some camouflage, it's not something I'm willing to put all my cards in. If one person from anywhere in Vale notices me climb the tower then the operation is a bust.
Front door it is then.
Making sure my descent was unnoticed I fell from my perch and crept my way around the side of the CCT until I could see the back of the outside guardsman. I mentally counted to twenty in my head, the guards on the inside that pass by the front entrance on their patrols inside take twenty seconds to pass the front door from my observations and I don't want them to see me take out their friend.
Once my mental clock hit twenty my left hand lashed out and a thin metal thread wrapped itself around the throat of my victim. I reeled him in towards me immediately and the pressure that the wire was exerting didn't even allow him the chance to choke properly. My right arm wrapped themselves around his neck as well as the guard struggled against me The only noise that was audible was a low wheeze that only I could hear due to how close I was to him. Once the man passed out I released the coil I had around his neck, before making sure he wasn't dead. Once I confirmed his pulse and breathing I made sure his body was properly hidden before I moved on to the next part of my infiltration, which consisted of more waiting.
Yep, part two of getting into the CCT consisted of me waiting, well, waiting from a suspended position by hanging onto the rain shield that protruded from the entrance of the CCT.
The reason for this was simple. The guards will eventually notice that one of their brethren is missing. Once that happens at least one, hopefully two of them will come out to investigate, and once they do I'll sneak past them.
It didn't take long for my prediction to come true. Two guards slowly walked out of the main lobby of the CCT, right below my suspended position. They were asking for Percy's whereabouts on their comms channel from what I can distinguish, but neither of them took it upon themselves to glance up. Have I mentioned how rare it is for people to look up? I'm pretty sure I have.
Once the two guards made their way farther out and away from me, I dropped down without a sound and gazed inside. Two more guards were stationed on the left and right of the elevator that I needed to take, which kind of sucks. The inside here is really open so once they turn their heads my way I'll be seen. Might as well make this quick and easy. I took hold NightWing, one blade in each hand and transformed them into their pistol variation. The electric dust rounds I prepared were already loaded into my weapons.
The slight noise that emerged from the shifting mechanisms of NightWing alerted the two guards but it was too late by that point. I fired a single round at each of them, effectively tazing them and rendering them unconscious before they could even say anything on their comms. NightWing morphed back into its bladed form before I placed them back in their sheath
Once I reached the elevator the doors opened up revealing two more guards.
"Oh, for fucks sake…" I muttered.
Both guards were reaching for the stun batons on their sides but my hands latched onto the faces of both guards as I rushed them and slammed their heads into the back of the elevator. The blue accents of my outfit hummed with a faint glow as the dust Cinder and I wove into it activated. Typically blue dust is associated with ice. However, I decided to go for something a little more, shocking. A powerful electrical surge raced through my arms, into my hands, and finally transferred into the faces and bodies of the poor two guards I grabbed a hold of. Their bodies spasmed until I released them from my grip, causing them to fall on the ground, out cold.
That was the first time I actually used the dust that Cinder and I wove into my clothes. I'm not too proficient in its uses yet, all of my applications of dust craft require me to be in direct contact with my opponent, but it is another tool in my arsenal, and being able to electrocute someone by just latching onto them is definitely a neat ability.
I took the elevator up to the central control center of the CCT. With my luck, I completely expected a couple more guards in my way, but to my pleasant surprise the room was empty.
Wonderful.
I made my way towards a random computer, scroll in hand. "Time for the easy part," I said aloud, plugging my scroll into the mainframe of the computer and letting whatever code Cinder implanted do its work.
"Loki's being implanted as we speak, what's the situation at the party?" I asked as I plopped myself down in a nearby chair.
"How long will it take for the virus to be transferred? Ironwood seems to have had enough fun at the party and is making his way towards your location," Emerald informed me through our comms channel.
A beep from my scroll notified me that Loki has wormed its way into the system. "No worries, I'm done on my end. I'll be out of here before the good General even arrives."
"Good work, don't get caught."
I unplugged my scroll and couldn't help but scoff into the comms, "Please, Emerald, I'm a professional."
And true to my word no one saw me when I left the tower, in fact I passed the General on my way to the dance, but not as the Blue Hawk. Instead Athrun Crocell walked by with a smile on my face. I had a date, after all, and it would be poor of me to be any later than I already was.
My eyes locked onto her the moment I walked in. My smile only got wider when I realized she noticed me and a small, delicate smile emerged on her own pale face. Not even the blonde guy in the dress distracted me from reaching my destination as my feet carried me over to Weiss.
The entire time I approached Weiss I drank in her appearance. I was spot on when I realized the dress would look fantastic on her, and I had no qualm with voicing that thought. I grabbed one of her hands in mine and took a knee, bowing my head before her. "Please accept my apologies for being so late, it's truly shameful of me to keep someone like you waiting." I rose back up on my own two feet before leaning in close to her ear. "You look absolutely stunning." I whispered huskily.
A small fist smacked my chest, but it wasn't a hard hit. Weiss' cheeks gained some color and her her eyes widened at my comment. "What do you think you're saying, you dolt!"
"Just the truth," I responded easily.
Weiss regained her composure and looked me in the face before checking out my outfit. "Thank you Athrun, you look very nice as well."
"Well, I did tell you that I would make sure to look nice for you didn't I?" My outfit for the dance consisted of a white button up shirt with a crystal blue vest which I thought matched the color of Weiss' eyes and a white suit jacket. My slacks were also white and had a blue line going down the side of each pant leg with matching dress shoes. Overall I was very proud with my outfit, and it pleased me to know Weiss approved of it as well.
"Yes, you did, now I hope you can dance at least half as well as you dress, because I will not have my toes be stepped on," Weiss declared sharply but I can tell from the gleam in her eyes that she was excited to finally dance, and with me no less. Wouldn't do for me to disappoint.
I winked at her. "Lead the way."
Weiss grabbed my hand and dragged me onto the dance floor. My eyes took note of Mercury as he and Emerald were slowly moving to the rhythm of the song playing but he took the time to give me a toothy grin and a thumbs up, which I only rolled my eyes at. I'd have to thank him later though.
Once we reached the center of the dance floor my hands gently moved to Weiss waist, while her hands wrapped themselves around my neck. I had no knowledge of what song was playing but I could definitely follow it easy enough. Weiss let me take the lead as I moved us to my tempo, she was probably wondering if I could actually dance, and by the way she was enjoying herself I can safely say she was pleased.
"Do I dance well enough?" I asked teasingly, my hands released her waist as my right hand grasped onto her left as I twirled her away from me, before pulling her back in. Her back now pressed against my back.
A soft chuckle escaped from Weiss lips, and in my mind it had a pleasant ring to it. "You dance exceptionally well, Athrun. Where did you learn how to do so?"
My mind drifted to Neo, she was the one that would constantly pester me to dance and is probably where I learned how to dance well in the first place but… Neo wasn't my first dance partner though, no.
An image of a young girl appeared in the forefront of my mind, her hand grabbing mine as we spun in circles laughing, her red hair spooling behind her and soft, gentle laughter rang in my ears. "Haha, keep dancing with me Athrun, come on!"
Yeah, that right belonged to Kira.
"Athrun?"
I shook my head, letting my thoughts scatter before looking down at Weiss, her eyes expressing slight worry.
"Heh, sorry, old memories came to mind is all, I'm good," I told her.
Weiss didn't look too convinced. "Are you sure, it didn't look like a pleasant memory."
I turned Weiss around and held her close. "Yeah, I'll be good in a few more seconds. It wasn't a bad memory, but at the same time it reminds me of something long gone. It's not really something I'm ready to talk about."
My date nodded her head in understanding. "It's not my right to pry so I won't, we all have things we are uncomfortable to talk about. I know I do, but it's not something that will put you in danger, is it?"
Her concern was genuine, and I found it to be really sweet. The Ice Queen definitely has a heart under that cold exterior. I gathered my emotions and forced them down, giving Weiss a gentle smile in the process. My right hand moved to the small of her back, pulling the heiress into a gentle hug, her chest pressed softly against mine. I could practically feel her heartbeat increasing at the closer contact. "I really appreciate your concern, and no. It's not something that will put me in danger." I pulled away and winked at the ivory girl. "Who knows, I might tell you after a few more dates though."
Weiss didn't blush like I expected her too from my actions instead she rolled her eyes at me and gave me a mocking smile. "You sound confident that we'll be having other dates."
My left brow rose in question. "Have I been a poor date?"
One of Weiss slender hands pressed up against my chest as we continued to sway to the music. "Not at all, but the night isn't over yet, who knows, you might end up disappointing me in the end," she teased.
"Then I'll just have to continue to impress, now don't I, Snowflake." I responded without missing a beat, my steps leading us through our dance.
"Snowflake? Is that supposed to be your attempt at a pet name?" Weiss accused me.
I only flash her a toothy grin. "Of course! I could have called you Snow Angel like Jaune and Neptune did. Would you prefer that?" I asked her, already knowing the answer.
Weiss face scrunched up in annoyance. "Dust, no! But I must ask, why Snowflake?"
My reasoning behind the nickname came to mind the moment I thought of it. "That's easy, a snowflake is a beautiful symbol of human individuality. No two are alike after all, everyone is unique. However a snowflake is also shaped by its personal conditions and experiences, and I'm not naive enough to think you've had an easy life just due to your status. Those hardships and personal challenges have altered you into who you are right now." My right hand reached up and cupped her cheek, my thumb traced the bottom length of the scar on Weiss otherwise unblemished face. "The most unique and beautiful snowflake."
Weiss face grew as red as a tomato and her eyes looked down, taking sudden interest in her heels as they traveled along the dance floor. My hand dropped from her face, damn I'm fucking smooth.
"I suppose I can accept Snowflake…" Weiss eyes snapped up and she pointed a finger right up into my face. "But only from you, alright? I don't want to hear anyone else mentioning it!"
"As you wish, Snowflake, but you should know I have no control over other's mouths."
"Just shut it and keep dancing."
The two of us kept dancing for the next couple of hours, enjoying each others company.
I ended up walking Weiss back to her dorm, as I pride myself in being a gentleman. Once we reached the door of her room we both turned to face each other.
"So, at the end of the day did I do well enough to earn another date?"
Weiss put a hand to her chin, pretending to think. "I guess you did well enough."
"Just well enough? You hurt me with your cold words, Weiss, I thought we were having great time," I pouted.
"No need to fake a pout, Athrun, I get that enough from Ruby when she wants to get out of studying, but…"
Weiss crept closer to me and pushed herself up onto the tips of her toes, a soft sensation touched the right side of my cheek.
"Yes, I did have a great time. Thank you for being my date."
I rubbed the back of my head. "It was my pleasure, Snowflake, next time I'll make sure you don't have to wait for me," I promised.
Weiss took her scroll out and turned towards her door. "You'd better, I refuse to have my date be late twice."
With that final note Weiss entered her dorm.
"So, Weiss, I couldn't help but listen in to your conversation on the other side of the door. You're allowing him to call you Snowflake? That's so cute, who knew Athrun would be the one to melt the Ice Queen's frozen heart?" I heard what I assumed was Yang through the door.
"YANG!"
That was definitely Weiss. I couldn't help but snicker at the fact Weiss was going to be teased endlessly. This was without a doubt a memorable weekend.
A/N: Hopefully you wonderful readers enjoyed the chapter, and thanks you again to my beta Dongyrn for looking over my chapter and polishing it. I'm going to point out just one thing to hopefully help with a question that may come to mind when reading the chapter. That being Ruby not interrupting Athrun when he implanted the virus into the CCT. The reason for that is he was never seen en route to the tower. Unlike Cinder, Athrun has been making his living sneaking around, and stealing. He's far better at not being noticed by onlookers. It's not a big change, but it will cause some other minor changes to build up later. For those of you waiting for those bigger changes to the original RWBY plot, it's coming. But you will have to wait until we get into the events of Volume 3 so please bear with me. Thank you for taking the time to read my story, and leave any thoughts, questions, or concerns in a review or PM.
Edit: So FanFiction is screwing with reviews again, so as of now I can't reply to the reviews that have been submitted thus far. I will do so once the site decides I can see them.