Diamond POV
"Donovan!" I call out through the sounds of battle, "We need to move quickly, She'll be here soon!"
We crouch in a haphazard bunker that is vulnerable to attack. Soda can explosions can be heard from my left; we would be destroyed in a moment if we didn't evacuate our makeshift shelter.
Donovan panics, shouting at random, "Shit, shit, shit, shit on a stick. We are so fucking screwed!"
We had lost our weapons in the medley of food war and trying to find them, much less retrieving them, was not an option
From above, I hear a bone chilling shout, "Nora, smash!"
Suddenly spurred to survive, I get to my feet and leap from the temporary refuge. Moments later, it explodes into an array of desks and chairs, bombarded by a careening watermelon.
My eyes fill with horror at the image when I realize what I left in that carnage. Donovan was in there too I suppose, but more importantly, I would have to make another sandwich. Out of the corner of my eyes, I spot Yang and her flaming hair charging towards me, attempting to take her chance to finish me off.
"Not today, bitch!" Sent like an angel from the heavens, Maria vaults over a nearby table and runs to intercept the attack. Closing the distance quickly, Maria inserts herself into Yang's path, then counters her strike perfectly, saving my ass in the process. Making a mental note to thank her later, I launch into action as well, switching out with a nearby Jaune, who gladly steps back for a while, to combat Blake.
Coming face to face with my threat I lunge, going straight for a leg sweep. The attack isn't nearly quick enough. She easily dodges the movement with a sidestep and maneuvers herself to stand behind me. Without hesitation, I cloak and reach for Blake's left hand that holds a link of sausages. Disarming her, I take them for my own and perform a backflip to dodge one of her random strikes.
As I get a reasonable distance away and uncloak, I turn and throw the sausage, wrapping it around her arm before yanking backward on the makeshift chain. Just as she staggers forward, I drop the links and grab a slice of stale bread sitting on the floor with both hands, swinging it directly into her stomach. Next, I switch to one-handing as I use my free arm to grip her forward leg and trip her so she lands flat on her face with her forward momentum.
The only thing I don't take into account is Weiss, who rushes forward and stabs at me with a swordfish, barely missing my chest and instead cutting into my jacket. My first thought is, heiress or not, I will get her back for that. My second is, what kind of school serves fucking swordfish with breakfast?
Fortunately for me, Ren shows up and parries her next attack with a pair of leeks, giving me the chance to reequip my bread and thrust toward Weiss, forcing her to jump back. Weiss raises her fish to prepare another strike, so Ren and I run opposite directions in a circular pattern around her.
I notice a flick of her hand, and a white, floating glyph appears right behind me. For a moment I am confused as more glyphs appear around us, but then it clicks in my head.
"Ren, run!" I try to warn as I cloak quickly.
Then, faster than even my eye can see, Weiss dashes forward, hitting one of her glyphs, redirecting her position and sending her flying towards Ren. She gets off one hit then runs into another glyph, which in turn sets her up for another strike, but before she can do that, she is stopped by the pink-haired bombshell herself.
"Nobody attacks my Ren!" Nora, who now wields a makeshift watermelon hammer, shouts as she blocks Weiss's attack, then whirls around quickly, gaining momentum for her swing, and launches Weiss clean across the room.
Nora falters for a second, "I mean, not mine mine, not that I'm not saying that I wouldn't want you to be, but that would just be weird, right?"
"Nora?" Ren says.
"Yes Ren?" she asks inquisitively.
"Please stop talking," he pleads.
"I second that notion," I state.
"Hey, guys?" Jaune interrupts, "I think we might have a small problem."
I follow his gaze and easily sort out the issue. Ruby Rose, my sister, stands alone at the far end of the courtyard, Weiss and Blake fallen at her feet.
"Oh shit," I mutter sullenly.
Ruby's incapacitated teammates drive her to the breaking point, and it also gives her no reason to hold back on her semblance, which is never a good thing. She charges forward, using her speed to unleash a torrent of wind in her wake, slamming me and every other person in the cafeteria against the back wall. The food and drinks are not far behind, slamming into us and staining our clothes, including my jacket.
"Come on, I just washed this thing…" I mutter as I slide down the wall, defeated.
Yang suddenly comes crashing through a hole in the ceiling, and after brushing the bits of rubble off her clothes, jokes, "Well, I guess you could say that justice… has been served," Yang beams, applying her cliché finger guns and sunglasses, or should I say finger puns and punglasses? I inwardly cringe at my own joke.
"I'll allow the pun this time, but only because you're on my side," Natalie replies.
It was only me and Donovan versus Natalie and Yang at the start, however, others started to join in, each person picking sides. Most of the girls were on one team, while only Maria had decided to defect to ours, then Nora halfway through the battle. Yang walks forward and gives me a hard kick to the shins.
"What the hell was that for, Yang?" I question, cradling and massaging my leg.
"That was payback for your girlfriend's rude language," Yang responds with a smug smile on her face.
I leg completely forgotten, I look towards Maria, fumbling over my words, "She's not my-"
Then Maria rushes to interject as well, "Yeah, we're totally not-"
"We wouldn't ever-"
As we blunder our way through our clarification, frantically trying to state the obvious, the other teams laugh.
Glynda Goodwitch walks in at that moment, her face painted with anger as she fixes the room. Despite being caught, we still laugh like a group of idiot at the condition of the cafeteria and the hilarity of the situation
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"You're joking," Yang pouts, "Cleaning duty? All day? I have plans, Dammit!" she continues to sulk in the corner of the lunchroom as we clean up the remains of our war.
"I wish I was Goodwitch so I could just magic the rest of this mess away, but no, she makes us clean it," I say bitterly.
Was it worth it? Maybe. A large part of me liked having fun for that small moment, even if it meant I had to clean up this massive room. Besides, cleaning isn't the worst thing; I did plenty of it at home due to Ruby being such a mess and Yang being so careless. Just like old times.
I crouch on my knees, scrubbing away at a soda stain when my hand bumps into some else's. I raise my head to look, and my brain quickly processes Maria's face about a centimeter away from my own. After a split second of silence and hesitation, our noses just barely touching, both of us scramble backward in surprise, Maria squealing a small bit. I then notice blood dribbling down the back of her head; she hit it on the table when she fell.
I am quick to apologize as I maneuver myself to stand beside her, "Shit! I am so sorry. I didn't mean to knock you back or anything, I just-"
Maria cuts me off, "No, it's fine. It's my fault really, I'm the one that fell. I just… need a doctor or something,"
She gets up shakily, using a nearby chair for support. I help her to stand and walk her to the entrance of the hall, tripping about a dozen times.
About halfway there she looks up at me and smiles, "Thanks for helping me, but I think I can walk fine now," her voice trails off as her eyes close and her body goes limp. I reach down and heft her up, seeing no other choice but to carry her. I hear a whistle from Yang. Deciding to ignore it, I walk out the hall, hurrying to the medical station.
Maria POV
We arrive at the med room and I have to feign waking up. Of course, I did actually pass out originally, but I had woken up halfway to the ward. It wasn't my fault though, I just… really liked being held by Diamond. Anyway, I'm sure I wouldn't have been able to walk well anyway with my head like it is and everything. Yep, that's exactly why I stayed so long in Diamond's warm arms.
As Diamond lays me down, the nurse comes in to check me over. I have no concussion and no stitches are required, but I still have to rest up a bit till the wound stops bleeding and my dizziness fades, doctor's orders.
After the nurse leaves, Diamond walks up to me, "You've got to be more careful; always falling and being clumsy", he states, chuckling.
"Let's not forget who startled me," I counter, starting to laugh softly as well
"Yeah, I'm really sorry about that by the way. I feel really bad about you getting hurt," he starts to apologize again.
"Honestly, don't worry about it. The injury isn't serious in the slightest and it was a complete accident," I reassure him, hoping he doesn't take the incident too personally.
"Thanks, it's great to hear you say that, Maria," he sighs, relieved.
Suddenly, I become cheerfully aware of how close he stands to me, and how close his mouth is to mine. My eyes close and I can barely feel his warm breath against my skin.
Of course, that's when the door flies open, courtesy of Yang entering the room. We split apart faster than two atoms committing nuclear fission.
"So, what's going on in here?" Yang asks with a smirk.
"Nothing really, just chilling out... in this cool room… full of stuff," Diamond tries to play it off
"Why are you on the floor?" Yang questions. That's where he landed when we separated.
"You know. I just like to chill… on the floor," he answers slowly. Real smooth, Diamond, real smooth.
"Well, I brought snacks for you two weirdos," Yang chastises. The bag she drops is full of sweets and chocolate hearts. Diamond reaches into the bag and pulls out a few candies, chucking them towards the door with pinpoint accuracy, forcing yang to retreat.
Diamond's face quickly changes to regret, "Wait, give those back, I'm starving in here!" he yells out the door. Yang complies before shutting it back and giving us our privacy, putting a 'do not disturb' sign on the door. Sighing, Diamond facepalms as I've seen him do a thousand times, thinking the same thing as me. Really? a don't disturb sign? Who does she think we are?
"Sisters. A handful aren't they?" Diamond says again, grateful for Yang's retreat.
"I wouldn't know" I reply smiling, "I'm an only child."
He laughs his incredible laugh, then says, "Lucky you." Then, his expression turns solemn, "Well, it's nearly night, I better get going. You should get your rest."
As much as I want to protest, I know he's right. Stupid Yang, ruining the moment. He walks to the door and opens it, awkwardly pausing at the exit.
He takes a deep breath and nods, "Right, leaving now," he says suddenly, closing the door behind him.
I begin to wonder what would have transpired differently we hadn't been interrupted. My heart flutters and my face reddens as I imagine the possibilities, but I quickly repress those thoughts. He would never do something like that, would he? I close my eyes and try to take my mind off of it, but I am plagued by my stubborn brain right up until the moment I fall asleep.
Diamond POV
"Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!" I shout at myself as I run down the hallway. I had gone back to my room restlessly thinking about that moment in the medical room. With a fierce anger towards my own idiocy, I grabbed my weapon and started heading towards the cliff. I refused to sit around. Training is always a good way to clear my head.