AN: I was going to release this at a later time in the timeline but I think we all needed this. Also I have uploaded a message in the Legion205 podcast on Itunes and PodBean I want you all to listen to it if you can, and tell others about it as well if you can. I think the advice is something everyone should hear in light of recent events. Never stop writing, never stop reading. Do not let your creativity die. - Phoenix Commander Signing off
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Chapter Ten: Lunch and a Lord
Blake and Yang were currently sprinting through the streets of Vale's Silver District. Yang had started out in by pulling the dark-haired girl but, by the time they had made it to the gates into the district Blake was the one who was dragging Yang. As they ran through the streets headed to one of the restaurants, Yang found herself thinking about the young woman who's hand she was currently holding as her heart-rate skyrocketed. "Calm down Yang, it's just lunch with Blake. You've done this multiple times already."
It had only been a few minutes since their conversation but it had been enough to throw the normally confident huntress-in-training of her game. Her admission to herself about her feelings for Blake certainly had its own issues. The first being how would she admit her feelings to the person that was her partner. Unfortunately, those answers would just have to wait as the pair came to a sudden stop right in front of the destination. A two story building just across the street from the tea shop the pair normally frequented.
"You coming Yang? Figured after running all the way here you'd be starved." Blake said
"Y-yeah Blake I'll be in in just a minute." Yang responded, "I need to tell her soon, but how? Then there is the question about her faunus blood. I don't care about that but how do I tell her I know?" She thought, to herself as she followed her crush into the building.
"Over here Yang!" Blake called out from a table. As Yang sat down, Blake noticed that she seemed distracted. "Yang, what's up you seem a little distracted?"
"Huh? Oh it's nothing." Yang replied passing the menu back to their waiter, already knowing what she wanted.
"Yang…we've been glued to the hip since initiation. you can't lie to me." Blake replied placing a hand over Yang's, after handing menu back as well.
"I guess telling her I know about her now is better than later." Yang thought, looking at the concern on her friend's face. "A few things are on my mind, but one thing in particular. Just promise me you won't be upset."
"Just tell me what's up, I can't help if I don't know what's wrong." Blake said, unconsciously entwining her fingers with Yang's. "For someone who is so used to fighting with her fists her hands are soft...what? What am I thinking? She'd never accept me if she knew what I was."
Before Yang could answer Blake the waiter arrived with their orders. Blake had ordered a fillet of tuna served on a bed of scallops and lime rice. Yang had ordered large burger with most of the trimmings. "Still surprises me that you can eat all that yet keep that figure Yang." Blake said nonchalantly, before immediately blushing when she realized what she had said. "S-sorry I'm not hitting on you or anything! It's just-"
"Blake it's fine I got what you were saying. Though you have a point it is weird that I can eat as much as I do, my old man's theory is that it has to do with my semblance." Yang said, blushing a little at the unintentional compliment.
"M-maybe let's just finish eating. Might as well head across the street to Silver Pot while we're here."
"We are getting low on chamomile and I could certainly use some more chai tea." Yang agreed, finishing up with her burger.
As the pair walked out to the street and started making their way to the other side of the road toward the Silver Pot Blake brought up her question once more. "You gonna tell me what's wrong Yang?"
"When I went out to get those supplies the other day I also was talking with a friend. They told me some things that shocked me at first but the more I thought about it the less I cared." Yang said taking Blake's hand.
"Yang what are you saying?" Blake asked, her mind racing with possible answers. Only one could have made sense but she hoped it wasn't the one she was thinking.
"Blake…I-I know you are a faunus. I know about your past with the White Fang." Yang said, her voice hitching a little. Yang knew Blake would not like hearing she knew about her heritage without telling her herself.
Panicked at the revelation Blake pulled her hand from Yang's and before she could stop her Blake ran. "Who told her? Why would she accept me?" Blake wasn't thinking about where she was going only that she had to distance herself from Yang. Even though Yang had said she didn't care Blake couldn't figure out why.
Albus
"You just going to stand there Yang?" The tea shop owner asked from the doorway. He had seen and heard the exchange between the two.
"W-why would she run?" Yang asked, shocked at the reaction. She had expected Blake to take the news badly but not that badly.
"It's my fault really, she should have been the one to tell you, not me. Now Miss Xiao-Long are you going to go find her, or are you going to wallow in self-pity?" Albus asked, hoping Yang would give him the answer he wanted. She did just that.
"I'm going to find her Albus." Yang replied, pulling her thoughts together.
"I know you will Yang. I'll have a few pots of tea ready on your return, good luck." The hidden huntsman replied with a smile. Before going into his shop to ready the promised tea and to send a message. Once the water was beginning to boil he pulled out his scroll and dial a number. "Lord Viridian, Bishop White meet me at my shop."
"We'll be their soon Aurum. What of the teams?" One voice replied.
"Divided right now but Yellow is seeking Black and should be back shortly. We should fill them in on what is happening first." Albus replied, as he stirred in the tea leaves for the pots he was preparing.
"What about Red and White?" Bishop White asked.
"Only tell them if it becomes necessary. They are secure in Beacon and are safe." Viridian replied calmly.
"Understood Sire." Aurum replied, as he began brewing a third pot in order to accommodate his other guests.
Yang and Blake
It had taken Yang a few hours in order to find Blake. When she did the fleeing faunus' semblance did not make catching her easy though. Every time Yang thought she had caught Blake it turned out to be a clone. "Blake! Why are you running?! I told you I don't care about your past or that you are a faunus!" Yang shouted angrily, striking the ground and cracking the pavement, after another clone vanished. She wasn't angry at Blake she was angry at herself for not letting Blake be the one to tell her.
"Why?" Blake asked softly, stepping from a nearby alley.
"W-what?" Yang returned, trying to catch her breath after her outburst.
"Why do you not care? I have been lying to you and the others for over a month. Not to mention I used to be involved with the very people who most likely had your parents framed for their crimes!" Blake clarified, her voice rising as she gained control of her thoughts. During their game of cat and mouse Blake had started to think about her reason for running. She knew why she ran, she ran because she was afraid, but she was tired of running when the answers to why Yang cared about her were chasing her.
"But you didn't frame them and you aren't with the White Fang now." Yang answered.
"W-what does that mean?" Blake asked, still not understanding.
"It means it's in the past. You can't fix past mistakes but you can make sure they don't happen in the future." The brawler said somewhat cryptically.
"That still doesn't answer why you don't care."
"To hell with it." Instead of just voicing her feelings Yang decided to just express herself in a different way. She grabbed Blake, wrapped her arms around her and pulled her into a kiss. One that she poured all of her emotion into, one that she hoped would convey her feelings and give the faunus the answers she wanted. After a few moments she could feel Blake relax and return the kiss with just as much fervor. After a few moments the pair broke apart. "That is why I don't care Blake. I don't care about the enforcers, the council, or the White Fang. I only care about you and our friends. Though obviously I care about you more."
"Well there goes the moment Yang." Blake deadpanned though the smile in her eyes could have rivaled the sun.
"What?" Yang asked slightly confused.
"Nothing, come on you still owe me that tea from the Silver Pot. Afterward however I'll reward you for winning our game of chase." The faunus smirked, suggestively.
"Lead the way Kitten." Yang replied eagerly. Blake's smirk turned into a smile, because this time she knew the person who called her by that name would not turn out the same as the last one.
As the pair returned to the Silver Pot and walked into the shop the sight that met them was unexpected in more ways than one. At the biggest table in the sitting room was Albus, a dark dressed swordsman, and headmaster Ozpin. "It's good to see you both were able to make it back before the tea cooled, please have a seat we have much to discuss." The headmaster said, motioning to the chairs.