Okay, I'm trying to pick up the pace of the story, so some of you may have noticed that I updated a little earlier than normal. So if you haven't read the last chapter then you get two new updates and if you have then there is only one, but you already know that. Hope you enjoy!

Ruby's PoV

Blake kept her promise and gave the box of cookies back after finishing my one slice of pizza. Yang still didn't agree with the idea. Weiss' nose still buried in a book. We gave the rest to JNPR. After that everything was quite normal. Blake getting out of the shower and Yang going to the gym. She said she needed a breather. Everything was good until Blake asked Weiss one simple question.

Blake was toweling off her hair, being extra careful with her ears. She tossed the towel into the laundry bin and wiggled her ears. Finally feeling freedom after a long day of being stuck in her bow. "So Weiss. What were you and Yang arguing about before Ruby and I interrupted?"

Weiss cringed. Her grip tightening so much that her knuckles turned white.

"That. Is none of your business." She hissed.

You could feel the tension in the air. A ping of nervousness struck me. If Blake pushed it then another argument would be on the horizon.

Blake's brows creased. "Okay."

I released a breath of air I didn't know I was holding. Blake pulled out a book of her own, crawled under the covers, flopped open the book and started to read. I looked between the two. Weiss and Blake had the most trouble getting along with each other because of each's past. But they are both trying to open up and show that they are willing to trust each other.

I sigh, setting a half eaten cookie aside, shaking my head. "You two." It wasn't audible for either of them to hear.

I gathered up the box, stuffed it back in my small stash, headed for the bathroom and shut the door. Locking it just in case Yang got back early. I pull out a towel, set it on the toilet. Throwing the curtain back and reached for the silver handle. My fingers grazed the handle just enough for me to turn on the shower. The pipes groan before spewing out water. The water heats up pretty quick. I discard my clothes and set my cape up on the sink and got in the shower.

I let the water soak my hair and roll down my back. Five minutes into my showers there was a few sharp knocks on the door.

"Ruby?" It was Blake. "Do you need any help."

"No," I called back while reaching for my shampoo. It pops open. I flip it upside down. A nice white cream color drips into my hand.

"Okay," she paused, either waiting for me to reply or she was getting her thoughts together. "Weiss and I are going to bed," another pause. "Are you sure don't need anything?"

"Yeah." I apply the shampoo to my hair and start to massage my scalp. Letting my hair get all soapy and clean.

I rinse and repeat this process once more with the conditioner, only it took a little longer to get it out of my hair. Next was to wash my body. It didn't take long.

I shut the water off and throw the curtains back. Cold swirls around me causing my tiny body to shiver. I slowly step out of the tub and quickly reach for the towel. Using it as a blanket to cover up. The warm fuzz made me pull tighter on the towel. I unlocked the door and stepped outside. Throwing my dirty clothes in the same basket as Blake's towel and got a fresh pair of underwear and PJs Yang had gotten me early today. They were comfortable at least, although, I was not a fan of the fluffy pink hearts on my PJ pants and shirt. The pants were easy to slip on, but the shirt was like rest like wrestling with a Beowulf. It also didn't help that my hair was still.

"Stupid- rrgg! Dumb shirt." I squirmed so much that I ended up falling on my butt. I grumble pulling off the shirt.

"Need some help their pipsqueak." A bubbly blonde voice chuckled from behind.

I squeaked quickly covering up my chest. "Yang! H-how long as you've been standing there."

Yang strode up next to me, knelt down and plucked up my discarded shirt. "Long enough. Here let me help."

My face flushed red. "B-but I'm n-not-"

"Ruby, it's not like I've seen you run around the house half naked when we were young." Yang threw the shirt over my head and pulled down until my head popped back out.

"But I didn't know any better," I grumbled weaving my arms through their sleeves

Yang sighed. "It's not like you have much to show off anyway."

For some reason, I felt a little upset. Okay, that's a lie, I was mad. So mad that I punched her; although, I didn't mean to punch her in the boob. Yang was taken by surprise and fell on her butt. She clutched her chest with her arms. "Ouch! Ruby, what the hell!?" She hisses quietly.

"What," I grumbled. " Just because I'm a kid doesn't give you the right to make fun of my chest."

She sighs. "You're right. I sorry."

Some reason that just made me more upset. "It also doesn't mean you get to treat me like a kid."

Yang's brows knit together. "Wha- Ruby nobody has treated you like a kid."

"Yes, you guys." I was close to blurting it out. "At the beginning of the year that is what Weiss, Blake and you did. Treating me like I couldn't handle anything on my own. Like I wasn't good enough."

"Ruby, I didn't mean to treat you that way. I," Yang sighs. "Was trying to look after you."

"Well, I don't want you to look after me, Yang. I'm not a kid. I'm a huntress and I should be treated like one."

"I know your not a kid Ruby. I just promised dad that I wouldn't leave you."

I crossed my arms. "Don't make promises you can't keep," I stated.

Now she looked really confused. 'What?"

"Once we graduate, everyone will go their separate ways."

"We'll have each other Ruby."

"What if you leave too?!" I shouted. "What if you leave for a mission just like mom and you never come back!"

"Shut up." Her face darkens

"What if you felt us all!" I was in a rush of anger that I couldn't hold my tongue from what I said next. "What if you felt me just like-!"

"I said shut up!" Yang shoves me, hard.

I was sent sliding across the floor. I could feel the rug burn on one of my elbows forming and healing at the same time. That didn't stop me from whimpering. Tears were already forming at the corners of my eyes when Yang realized what she had done.

"Oh gods of Remnant, Ruby!" She scrabbles up next to me. "I'm sorry. Dust I'm an idiot. I shouldn't have-"

I threw myself onto Yang, wrapping my arms around her neck, burying my face in the crook of her neck, and let myself cry. "I worry too. It took it too f-far." I croak.

Yang wraps her arms around me like a blanket on a cold night. She runs her fingers up and down my back to calm me down. "It's okay Ruby. Siblings fight all the time. This time we both took it too far."

"I shouldn't have compared you to her. I shouldn't have compared you to Raven."

"You shouldn't have." She whispered. I pulled away and looked Yang in the eye. She didn't look angry. No, there was something else. She looked sad. "And I shouldn't have made fun of your chest or treat you like a kid or shoved you." She smiles weakly. "Man, I am a bad sister."

"Stop!" I demand, almost sounding like Weiss. It kind of scared me. "Can we just… drop it and go to bed. I going to need my rest for tomorrow."

"It is almost ten which is way past your bedtime." Yang smiles, ruffling up my now damp hair.

Yang scooped me up and took me to my bed.

"Hey wait!" I blurted. I'm surprised that I haven't woken anyone up yet. "Can I sleep with you tonight… just this once?"

Yang shrugged. "Yeah, I don't mind. Let me get ready for bed first."

Yang strolls over to the other set of bunk beds, lifts me up and sets me safely down. I quickly throw the blankets over myself. The scent of Yang filled my nostrils. It smelled like a warm summer day. I buried my face deep in pillows and waited for Yang.

I could hear the drawers slide open and close. "I'll be out in just a sec." Yang shuts the bathroom door.

I tightened my grip on the blanket, pulling them up to my chin. They were so soft, I was almost jealous of Yang's bed. It was nice and warm too like Yang! I started to feel bad for almost saying that Yang would leave. That she would leave just like my mom and never come back.

The lights flickered off in the bathroom and Yang walks out into the dark. There were a couple of thumps than a small squeak of the bed. Yang pulls herself up onto her bed. The bed groans and shuffled around until Yang stops moving. She threw the covers over herself, resting her head inches from mine. Her lilac eyes twinkle.

"This reminds of the time when Dad was telling us ghost stories one night and you couldn't sleep by yourself for a week," Yang whispered.

"That was still different. I was a naive little girl." I replied while wiggling closer to her.

She snakes an arm around me and pulls me in like a fish caught in a snare. I tucked my head under her chin.

"Oh, look at you using big words."

I pouted and pinched her arm. Yang yelped and rubs her wounded arm.

"Okay, okay no more jokes. Night Rubes."

"Night Yang."

We both fell into a lulling sleep.

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