Yang

I didn't see Coco until Wednesday, when I had the day off both work and classes. Unfortunately, Coco usually did have class, so all I thought I had to look forward to was a dull day of solitude. It came as a pleasant surprise, then, when she texted me to tell me that her afternoon class had been cancelled.

So, wanna hang out? I texted back, a huge smile plastering my face.

Definitely, she replied.

You're not falling asleep on me this time ;)

You'll have to keep me awake then, cheeky bitch.

Oh, I've got that covered. A ride with me will do that just fine.

Yang, should I be scared or excited right now? ;)

Not that type of ride! Motorbike.

I know, I know. Where are we going?

Museum? The other day we said we'd go.

Sounds good. I'll meet you at the parking garage.

See you in a bit.

I eagerly left my dorm and headed towards the garage, where I found my girlfriend already waiting for me. I kissed her briefly before I unlocked the locker with our helmets and passed hers to her. Pulling my own over my head, I mounted my bike and soon felt Coco's arms wrap round me. I felt her bury her face in my hair as I slowly guided the bike out of the garage and onto the street.

"Hold on," I advised, before throttling up. Going nearly twice the speed limit, I expertly dodged traffic while Coco held my waist in a vice grip. The speed was exhilarating, but it was over all too soon as we arrived at the Natural History Museum. Stowing our helmets in the compartment under the seat, we walked hand in hand to the door. As we entered, I was pleased to find that admission was free; we just had to pass a security check.

"Start from the top floor and work our way down?" Coco suggested, guiding me towards the elevator.

"Oh, I'll work my way down, all right," I replied, winking mischievously. Coco rolled her eyes, blushing as she called the elevator. It arrived swiftly and soon brought us to the uppermost storey, where the balcony gave us an interesting view of a life-size stature of an African elephant in the middle of the atrium. On this floor, there was a zoology exhibit, among other things. We decided to start there.

Predictably, it was full of insects. There was a beehive colony swarming with the things, and some information plaques. One was entitled THINGS YOU MAY NOT KNOW ABOUT HONEY. I got a sense of mischief when I read the first fact.

"Hey, Coco?" I asked.

"Mm?" the brunette replied absentmindedly. She was looking at an exhibit of praying mantises.

"Did you know honey is actually bee vomit?"

"What?" she exclaimed, turning to read the honey plaque.

"Okay, it's also pollen, but still."

"That's gross but the stuff's delicious…" Coco moaned. Meanwhile, I'd grown bored of bees and was reading about how the praying mantises Coco had been looking at eat each other's heads after coitus. I was about to tell my girlfriend this when I saw two of the mantises actually engage in sex. Rather than saying anything, I decided to wait until the end, when I would casually draw the brunette's attention to the sexual cannibalism. It wasn't long until the mantis I figured was male started having his head eaten.

"Look at this!" I gasped in mock amazing, gently hitting Coco's arm and pointing with my other hand.

"Wha…what are they doing?" she asked in confusion.

"Oh, they just finished screwing, so the female's eating the male's head," I explained casually. "For humans, that might sound appealing," I added.

"How can you make dirty jokes out of everything?" Coco asked in exasperation.

"Part of my charm, babe" I answered. I then made my way over to where a crowd of people had gathered near a museum employee who was holding what appeared to be a tarantula. Coco was close behind me as the employee asked, "Anyone want to hold it?"

I grinned evilly as I volunteered and held out my hand. The lady guided the tarantula over onto my palm, where it crawled around a bit, not really straying too far. "Hey, Coco, look at this," I told the brunette, holding my hand out towards her. "It's fuzzy." She let out a tiny yelp of surprise and shied back, covering her mouth in embarrassment. She blushed as she started laughing in spite of herself, shaking her head in mild annoyance at my antics. I gave the tarantula back to the museum lady as my girlfriend and I decided to go to another part of the building.

We found an exhibit about deep-sea creatures and the like. The room was bathed in a dark blue glow, adding an underwater-like ambiance. The thing that immediately caught my eye was what appeared to be a giant squid. It was close to forty feet long and stretched across the entire room, propped against the wall. The plaque in front of the head section described the thing as an example of a phenomenon called "deep-sea gigantism". It appeared to get all science-y after that, so I stopped reading. As Coco and I explored the exhibit, seeing all kinds of weird-ass fish, I unfortunately didn't find anything to annoy her with. Growing bored, and weirded out by the fish in there, we headed to a rock and mineral exhibit.

I didn't think it would be that interesting, but some of the crystal growth patterns were really cool. They were also all in different colours. The names of the rocks, though, were the best part. There was a row of minerals whose names were so hilarious it couldn't have been coincidence that they were beside each other. They were called dickite, fornacite , fukalite and cummingtonite. I was hard-pressed to control my laughter as I read them while Coco watched me with a bemused smile on her face. When I finally calmed down, I still had tears of mirth running down my face. Coco and I then amused ourselves trying to pronounce the less entertaining but more tongue-twisting names of some of the other rocks.

I soon noticed a large crowd of high school students, among them a familiar head of black hair with red tips. Not wanting my excitable sister to discover I had a girlfriend in public and make a scene, I tried to get Coco away without saying anything. Unfortunately, Ruby must've seen us, because I felt a tap on my back and her voice asking, "Yang? Is that you?" Preparing myself, I turned to greet her.

"Hey, Ruby!" I smiled, hoping she wouldn't notice Coco's fingers interlaced with mine. "What are you doing here?"

"Field trip!" she answered enthusiastically. "Who's this?"

"Ruby, this is Coco. Coco, Ruby, my little sister," I answered, almost praying that Ruby wouldn't notice. It's not that I didn't want her to know I had a girlfriend, it's just that I would've preferred if she found out in a more private setting. I shot Coco a quick glance that I hoped conveyed the message I was trying to send: don't mention... Us.

"Wait..." Ruby said slowly, eyes trailing downwards, towards our interlocked hands. Drat. "Are you two...?"

"Yes, Ruby," I deadpanned, not looking forward to what was about to come. "We're dating."

My sister looked at Coco and I in silence, silver eyes slowly getting wider. "Awww, Yang has a girlfriend!" she finally exclaimed. "I'm so happy for you! Be happy! And stuff!"

The brunette looked utterly bewildered at the scene presented to her while I tried to calm Ruby down. Meanwhile, some of her classmates as well as other museum goers were looking at us strangely. "Can you, y'know, be quiet please?" I asked my sister.

"But I'm excited," she complained.

"I know, but people are staring. We'll talk some other time, okay?"

"Fine," Ruby grumbled. Her downcast expression didn't last long, as I offered to bring cookies next time I saw her. I didn't quite think it all the way through, though, because I wasn't sure where I'd get everything I would need. Blake and I didn't keep baking supplies on hand, nor did we have mixers or anything of the sort. Oh well.

"See ya later, Ruby," Coco told her as we turned to leave.

"Bye, Ruby," I added.

"Come visit soon," the redhead demanded. "Otherwise I'll come find you when you least expect it!"

"Don't worry, sis. I'll see you soon," I promised.

"Your sister is uh... Enthusiastic," Coco observed when we were away from Ruby's school group.

"Yeah. She's a good kid, but gets excited really easily," I replied. "I really didn't want her finding out about us in public. Sorry about that."

"It's fine. It was kinda cute, actually."

"Okay."

We spent another couple of hours in the museum, learning all sorts of interesting stuff. For example, the ancient Egyptians liked taking organs out of dead people and sticking them in animal-shaped jars, for some reason. They'd then stick the bodies in gold sarcophagi. As strange as I found this practice, I couldn't be bothered reading about why they did it.

Eventually, we decided to go back to Beacon. In the courtyard, we found something interesting. A guy named Jaune Arc, who was a bit of a bumbling idiot but friendly and oddly charming, was handing out flyers for an upcoming show. Apparently, a world-class hypnotist was touring universities around the country and would be visiting Beacon in a couple of weeks.

"Hey, Coco? We have to go see him," I announced.

"Really?" she replied in surprise.

"Yeah, really. Why?"

"I just never saw you as someone who'd be into hypnotism, that's all," she explained.

"No, I've heard of this dude. He's supposed to be amazing but I've never had the chance to go to one of his shows. Come on, I'll do anything," I almost begged.

"Anything?" Coco asked, grinning evilly.

"Hey, I'm the evil one," I told her.

"I know, I want to go anyway," she replied. "Gonna let him hypnotise you?"

"Don't know, actually," I confessed. "I mean, I wanna see the hilarious shit he makes people do, but at the same time I kinda wanna know what it's like to be hypnotised."

"So do it, and I'll record the show for you," the brunette suggested.

"But I might make a fool of myself," I pointed out.

"Yang Xiao Long, is that you caring what random people think about you?" Coco asked in an accusatory tone.

"No," I told her.

"Since when do you get embarrassed, anyway?"

"It's not that. It's more for other people's safety," I explained. "See, if I do something stupid, and people talk about it or give me shit or whatever, I'd probably start throwing punches to shut them up."

"You realise that since you beat up Winchester and his gang, no one in their right mind's gonna fuck with you, right?"

"Good point."

"I know."

"I might. I'll think about it," I decided.

"I'll make it worth your while," Coco whispered suggestively. Hearing that, and imagining what she could have meant, my mind was set.

A/N: Hello again. The words really flowed on this chapter. That's a great feeling; when you're writing and you don't have to keep pausing because you don't know what to say next. Wish that would happen when doing essays for English class… anyway, thanks for reading. Those minerals I named? Totally real. Look 'em up if you don't believe me. Also, I do know why the Egyptians did that stuff, look it up or ask me if you want to know more. I just didn't want to make this feel like history class (then again, it would've been more interesting than history where I live. All we get to study is Quebec history, aka the same shit we've been doing since the third grade. I'm in the tenth grade. Let that sink in, then see if education where you live is really so bad [of course, if you don't have a problem with your education system you can ignore that last bit]). The idea for the hypnotism show came from an actual hypnotism show I went to the other day. Guy called Spidey. He was on Canada's Got Talent once. Look him up, he's amazing. Anyway, that's about it so leave a review and follow/favourite if you want.