Au Prompt: Weiss goes to a masquerade ball that is a charity fun raiser to help support local Fanus groups and when dancing she catches a glimpse of a long haired blond and sees her dancing repeatedly but always with a woman (Pyrhha, Ruby, Blake, and Nora) and she is sad when they call out it's the last dance and she never got close enough, but right before the song starts she feels a tap on her shoulder and she turns to find Yang there and during their dance Yang admits to seeing Weiss earlier but she wanted to ensure she saved her last dance for the most beautiful woman there.
Charity fundraisers, were nothing new to the famous Schnee girl. The only difference was is that this one was for a group her company had originally fought against them. Now that she had gained the reins of her company out from under her father she could start to build her Schnee family name once again.
Although this fundraiser would be different, she knew entering faunus dominated territory could earn her bad looks and antagonizing stares but luckily Weiss would be attending a masquerade ball sort of event. Being able to completely mask her face if she chose so.
On the very night of the ball, she wore a sleek white dress with tints of light blue on the bottom of the dress. The mask she had worn was in similar color, with an array of feathers and frills. The left side of the mask sported some wing-like look, making the mask asymmetrical.
Weiss wandered the floor, slipping through mass crowds mixed with faunuses and humans alike. No one seemed to recognize Weiss, she couldn't tell if that was good...or bad. She hadn't truly recognized anybody either as this was a new scene for her in particular. Fundraisers she had attended were usually filled with overly rich and pompous snobs. This one was...different.
Maybe I should take a chance. She told herself as she continued to wander, only to happen by a very peculiar sight.
She watched as a very tall, blonde, and muscled woman took another woman who was practically taller than the blonde and who happened to be redheaded by the hand as they danced around the ballroom floor. They laughed and talked as they did.
Weiss walked around the would-be couple as she tried to get a better look at the blonde. There was just something about her. The way her dress swayed as she twirled the redhead, the way that her lilac eyes shone through her yellow mask, it was something. Surely, something.
Take a chance.
The last song had ended and the two women curtsied to one another, the redhead now leaving the arms of the blonde.
Weiss hesitantly approached, she was too slow as a smaller woman now had basically tackled the woman for a dance.
Weiss stood back, and made a face. She looked around, at least nobody was noticing Weiss...yet. The smaller woman wore a red dress, her short black hair tinted with red seemed like a nice complement towards her aesthetic. They seemed fairly friendly towards one another, as the smaller woman seemed to behave in a very silly and immature manner for a ball. Weiss tried to eavesdrop in - it seemed like they were related and it was just a friendly dance between the two.
Weiss stepped away and groaned.
Pick someone else you dolt! She told herself as she looked at the crowd of people who were open for dancing.
To her surprise between the time she had spent the time watching the blonde dance with the redhead and her relative, Weiss had been offered to dance by a few men. But she didn't take. She was fixated on the blonde.
Damnit Weiss! She pulled herself back, it seemed like this dance with this blonde wouldn't happen as another woman waltzed into the blonde's arm as the next song started. She sighed and turned.
The girl she had begun to dance with seemed mysterious and was a similar height to the blonde. They looked awfully close. Which had made Weiss's heart drop. Why was she so keen on dancing with the blonde and no one else?
She made her way to the refreshments, not wanting to think about what she was trying not think about. She stopped a waiter who was handing out some champagne and took one glass and nearly chugged it down. This wouldn't make her drunk, but it would momentarily clear her mind of the beautiful blonde.
She wasn't that beautiful… Weiss rolled her eyes at herself. No, she was gorgeous. Even with the mask, there was something about the woman that Weiss just wanted to be wholly apart of.
One simple dance was all Weiss wanted, but it just seemed...unlikely. The woman was far to popular with the ladies.
As Weiss seemingly stuffed herself as a distraction and messed around with the decorations for a distraction an announcement came over head.
The Last Dance of the Night.
Weiss's heart dropped once more as she messed with white rose that was wilted on one of the tables.
She didn't want to pay attention to anything, she didn't even feel like dancing or taking any sort of chance anymore. She mustered whatever positive energy she had left and stood up straight.
Until she felt a tap on her shoulder, spooking her and causing her to turn around to the stranger.
"Ahh!" Weiss covered her small scream with her hand.
It was her.
Weiss stared. "H-hello, can I help you?" she raised an eyebrow underneath her mask.
The blonde woman chuckled, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I was wondering if you'd like to dance."
"W-what? You want to dance with me?" Weiss seemed rather shocked at the turn of events.
"I saw you and well let's just say I wanted to save the best dance for last." the woman smiled brightly at her. If Weiss didn't know any better the woman could've melted her right then and there.
The woman offered her hand, Weiss graciously taking it as she led them both to the dance floor.
It was a slow dance, one where Weiss and the mystery woman of intrigue were hip to hip.
Weiss felt her heart pounding, she could only hope that the woman couldn't feel it too.
"You're very beautiful you know." The woman stated as a matter of fact like.
Weiss awkwardly laughed. Was the woman actually hitting on her? She didn't know how to respond. The only attention she had truly ever gotten were those that were trying to get to her money.
Did this woman know who she was?
"What's your name?" The woman asked.
I guess not.
"Aren't these things supposed to be a mystery sort of event?" Weiss replied, unsure if she should give her a real answer.
The woman chuckled. "How am I supposed to know the beauty I'm dancing with if she doesn't tell me her name? I guess I'll start. I'm Yang Xiao Long." Yang winked at her as she lightly dipped Weiss. She brought Weiss back up, level to her. "Your turn." she smirked.
Weiss sighed, "If you insist. I'm...Weiss Schnee."
Yang paused on the dance floor. "A Schnee, at a faunus event? Now you're just pulling my leg."
Weiss looked was hoping this wouldn't happen, but so far...it was happening. "It's true...I took back my company. We're going to do better. We're going to be better." Weiss stated.
"Can I see...your face?" Yang asked in a whisper, as she held Weiss close to her.
"You're not going to beat me up are you?" Weiss asked timidly.
"No, no. I just want to see if it's true. If you're who you actually say you are." Yang stated.
"I guess, but can we please go somewhere private?" Weiss asked.
"You got it, princess." Yang pulled her off of the dance floor and towards a very complicated set of hallways.
Yang seemed to know the place like the back of her hand. She went upstairs, then left into a room where a private balcony was. To Weiss's surprise no one had stopped them or questioned them.
Yang removed her mask as they got up there. The moonlight shone graciously on her lilac tinted eyes and her perfect face. Weiss nearly had her breath taken away.
"Well?" Yang now motioned towards her wanting Weiss to do the same.
Weiss hesitantly grasped at her mask slowly pulling it off. She looked up at Yang with worried eyes. "H-here I am."
"You definitely are Schnee alright." Yang commented approaching her.
"Look, if you have something to say...just say it alright?" Weiss looked down, fidgeting with the mask in her hand. For some odd reason, she felt naked.
"I know what you're going through. You're trying to be a better person, and the fact that you came out here and I'm assuming you're the one who donated over a million...you're already doing a good job." Yang approached her carefully, holding her own mask in her hands.
"W-wait, how did you know…" Weiss looked up at her a little confused.
"Oh, I'm the one running the fundraiser. I'm also the owner of the venue. That black haired dame you saw me dancing with was my business partner, Blake." Yang admitted, grinning a little sheepishly.
Weiss's eyes widened. The place they were at was a multi-million dollar venue. How had Weiss never heard of Yang before? She thought about it for a second, processing the information...if she was correct Blake, Blake Belladonna was the face of the White Fang industries. Yang was her business partner? It seemed to slowly make sense as an actual Faunus needed to be the face of it and not some human.
"I have a proposition for you, Ms. Schnee." Yang now a foot away looking down at her. "Join me…" she paused "And Blake." she added quickly. "We could set up one of the most powerful and eco friendly industries with your help and your sharp mind. It takes a master to overthrow your own father. Plus, he was a bad man, so I'm kind of glad you did that." Yang grinned.
"What's in it for me? I'm not really interested in money all that much...I don't mind helping the people now, but I usually work at it alone." Weiss looked away, trying not to play into her cheap ploy. So she did know who she was. Weiss saw the game she was playing. It was always about business.
"How about...you get...me!" Yang opened her arms and showed herself off.
Weiss looked at her with confusion. "W-what?!"
"Look, I'm not all about the business...I wasn't lying when I said you were beautiful. I thought if I started out with a business proposition it'd be easier to…" Yang paused biting her lip.
"To…?" Weiss repeated trying to get a clear answer out of her.
"To ask you out." Yang covered her face with her hand. She wanted to put her mask back on. She looked up at Weiss to see her reaction.
Weiss stared at her and also blushed. "You're a big dolt, I hope you know that."
"Can I be your big dolt?"
