So, I originally planned for this chapter to come out on Tuesday, but that won't be an option. Starting yesterday, I've finally got myself a job. This means no more sitting on my ass all day. Unfortunately, that also means less time to write and post. I'll try to keep to a twice a week update schedule, but I might have to tone it back to one a week instead. If I get a burst of inspiration, though, I might put up two a week.
So, this chapter is Thanksgiving, if the name didn't give it away. This chapter sets up the next one, which you guys should enjoy. This one is also not as heavy on the Freezerburn fluff as the last one. But don't worry; there'll be plenty of that coming up.
So with that out of the way, I'll get out of your way. Enjoy!
Weiss woke on Thanksgiving just before 8:30am. She silently got out of bed, stretching the little remaining sleep from her body, and collected her clothes for the day. She wasn't too thrilled with what she would be doing today; every time her father brought business partners over, it usually ended with her having to spend most of the day with one of their sons.
After she gathered what she would wear for the day, she set them on her bed and started towards the bathroom. She stepped inside, got undressed, and showered quickly. She spent more time than usual on her hair, washing and rinsing it with much more care than she had shown in the past. Apparently Yang's obsession with her hair had rubbed off on her.
Thinking about the blonde was a release. It took Weiss's mind away, letting her think about things of a much less serious nature. Instead, she was happy and content. Her father's wishes seemed a distant memory when she was with Yang, something that she found herself enjoying more and more every day she spent with the blonde.
After her shower, she dried and slipped a shower robe on. She started back towards her bedroom, noticing that the door was open already. Odd, because she never left it open. Ever.
She entered and saw her father waiting for her, the man already dressed in formal attire. He wore one of his best suits, a white and blue ensemble that was very noticeable. His face was hard, and it didn't soften when Weiss entered.
The heiress tried her best not to snap. "Good morning, father." She greeted flatly, approaching her clothes on the bed. "Is there something I can help with?" She added with her usual defiance, but she kept it small and slight. It wasn't even 9am yet; she didn't want a shouting match this early.
The taller man let out a sigh. "You have been defying me for too long, girl." He started, his voice calm despite the angry words he was using. "Do you not realize what I'm trying to do for you?"
Weiss's eye twitched, but she bit her tongue. "Enlighten me." Okay, maybe she didn't bite down hard enough. But, compared to what she originally planned to say, it was leagues better.
Her father didn't take kindly to that, taking a single step closer. "You will one day take over this company." He continued, his voice rising slightly, but not a lot. "And when you do, you will need an heir so that they may take it in the future."
The heiress sighed. "I know that, father." She countered. "You've practically hammered it into my head for the last ten years." She didn't let her voice raise. She wasn't going to stoop to his level, not unless it couldn't be avoided.
The older man sighed heavily, as if trying not to snap. "So why are you constantly resisting?" He pointed out, his voice thick with annoyance. "If you know why I do this, why do you keep fighting it?"
Weiss gave her father a hard look. "Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don't want to marry a man that you picked for me?" She retorted, her voice still calm. It was the first time she had said that to his face, and she was surprised that it was as easy as it was to do.
Her father gave her a curious look, as if what she suggested couldn't possibly be the truth. However, the heiress didn't give him any reason to believe she was lying. "You've been spending too much time with those 'friends' of yours." He commented darkly.
Weiss felt fear swell into her chest. Yes, he still didn't know the extent of Weiss's relationship with Yang, something she was appreciative of. However, if he was angered simply by her having friends, that was just as bad, because then she couldn't even lie and say she was going to see a friend; he might not let her go even then.
She gave him another hard look. "That's what friends are, father." She remarked directly, her voice lowering to a dangerous level. She might not be shouting, but this was just as effective. "They aren't people you can manipulate, like the 'friends' you have." She was not going to take his punishment laying down. She'd defy him to the end if it came to that.
He barely restrained a growl. "Those people aren't friends." He commented, directing his words at her, and specifically towards her friends. "They are lower class. You shouldn't even be associating with them." He then gave her a very dark look. "Especially that faunus scum."
Weiss's eyes went wide in anger. "She's not scum." She countered bitterly. "Her name is Blake."
"I don't give a fuck!" He snapped. The heiress instinctively backed away, if only half a step. "She is a faunus. A supporter of the White Fang no less! Associating with them is an affront to all that this family stands for!" His words became more and more bitter with each syllable.
The heiress took a step closer, an act of defiance that she knew her father would hate. "So this family stands for the repression and subjugation of another race simply for their heritage?" She countered, her voice even. It was tough, but she refrained from shouting back. She wouldn't allow him that victory. She'd remain calm.
His eyes narrowed further; how he could see was amazing. "Do you not remember what the White Fang has done?" He spoke, motioning to her face. "Of the marks they've left on this family?"
Weiss knew he was referring to her scar. In the past, she might've accepted what he was saying. After all, the White Fang was responsible for the blemish on her face. And, in the past she might've tried to hide it. But she no longer felt that way. It was one of the many things that Yang had made her see in herself. That scar was a part of her, for better or worse. Hiding it was more a show of fear of the White Fang than showing it.
The heiress sighed. "My scar has nothing to do with this." She commented, turning away. "You're the one who can't stand it." She gave him a sidelong glare. "You might be incapable of forgiveness, but that doesn't mean all of us are." She hissed.
Her father growled. "Watch your tone, girl." He warned darkly. "You forget that I can make your life a living hell." He then paused. "Fade will be here today, and I expect you to spend the day with him."
The heiress chuckled. "How hypocritical." She commented, getting another hard look from her father. "You can't stand faunus, and yet you want me to marry one." She gave him an amused look.
One that he, obviously, did not return. "What are you insinuating?" He challenged.
Weiss gave him a short look. "I just find it ironic that you would let a faunus have any sort of power in the company given your hatred of them." She shot back. "Hoping that it might clean your image? That it might justify what you've been doing all these years?" Her voice took on a sweet, almost innocent tone with the words.
The taller man took another step closer, standing only a foot or so away from the heiress. "I have all the justification I need, girl." He started, his voice short. "The White Fang has been attacking us for years."
A snort. "That's not justification; that's an excuse." Weiss reminded, getting another hard look from her father. "Besides, those attacks started after you set up the labor camps." She continued, her voice still sweet.
Her father turned away, sighing heavily. "Fine, believe what you want." He said after a moment. "When Fade gets here, you will be the one to greet him, and you will be with him for the entire day." He left no room to argue. "Now get dressed. Our guests will be arriving soon." With that, he exited the room, the door shutting with more force than necessary.
Weiss looked at the white doorway for several seconds before she let out a sigh. "Great…" She trailed to herself, collapsing onto her bed. Her father was either stubborn to a fault, or had already made up his mind. Either way, she was the one who suffered. It seemed like he didn't care that Weiss didn't want to marry his choice. He only cared that she would have an heir, or the ability to have an heir, by the time she took control of the company.
She changed as quickly as she could. She wore a simple light-blue dress with white accents. On her arms, she wore a pair of full-length blue lace gloves, coming up just below her elbows. Her legs were covered by a pair of white leggings, and on her feet she wore her favorite boots; white and light-blue, with red felt lining the interior.
She gave a quick look to her vanity, where a mirror and all of her makeup was stored. For a moment, she thought about covering her scar. However, she realized that doing so was what her father wanted, and she was determined to show him she was done doing what he wanted. So, she didn't bother, instead putting on the small amount of makeup she normally wore.
She then looked to her hair. It was mostly dried, and she usually tied it centered for formal events. But, today, she decided against it, tying it as she usually did, even using her casual hairpin instead of her more elaborate one. She gave herself a quick look over before she accepted the appearance.
She was about to leave for downstairs when she heard her phone vibrating on the nightstand. Almost immediately, she figured that it was Yang. She smiled; she needed someone to talk to, someone who wouldn't treat her like her father. Granted, that was just about everybody else in the world, but she didn't want anybody else. She wanted Yang.
-morning cutie-
The heiress gave the words a smirk.
*morning ogre*
-hey that's not nice-
*2 bad :P*
-the romance just drips out of u huh?-
*but of course*
-so what r ur plans for 2day?-
Weiss sighed.
*my father invited fade*
-good lord hes thick-
*no kidding*
-were the first 2 times not enough?-
*even worse he wants me 2 spend all day with him*
-holy crap-
*and we got into an argument*
-would u hate me if I punched ur father?-
*lol probably not*
-just tell me when :D-
*u got it*
A sharp knock at her door. "Get down there, girl!" Her father called out from the other side of the door. He did not sound thrilled.
*ugh gtg father wants me to greet fade*
-don't bite :P-
*shut up fiend*
She grabbed her handbag, slipped her phone inside, and then exited her room. Already, she could hear the sounds of people mingling and chatting. She assumed that the Leafs were a part of those conversations. She carefully made her way down the stairs, half out of annoyance for what she had to do, and half because she didn't want to fall down them. Somehow, her father would blame her for that.
Once she was on the ground floor, she started towards the den, where the guests were already gathered. It didn't take long to spot Arktos; the faunus was the tallest person in the room. She looked around and quickly found Fade. The young man didn't try hiding that he was also annoyed at being here.
Weiss had half a mind to leave, but her father saw her and shot her a dangerous look. She sighed, giving him a faked (and he knew it) smile, then started towards Fade. Once she drew close, the other boy turned to her and sighed. "Hi, Weiss…" He started slowly.
Immediately, the heiress gave him a softer look. "Is there something wrong, Fade?" She asked carefully.
The dark-haired boy sighed. "You…could say that." He started, motioning towards the hallway. Weiss followed him, knowing that it was to keep up the illusion that their fathers wanted. "My father found out about me and Leah." He added as they entered the hall.
Weiss's look softened even more. "Oh my god." She breathed. However, her empathy quickly became fear as she started to think. If Fade's father knew about him and Leah, what else did he know? "Wait, he didn't find out about me and Yang, did he?" She asked, perhaps a bit more directly than she should have.
Fade shook his head slowly. "No. I didn't say anything." A sigh. "He only found out about Leah because our driver said something about it to an employee."
The two made their way into the backyard. It was much smaller than one might expect; there was a small garden to the left of the patio, but other than that it was fairly bland. The only thing out here were a few chairs and a table that hadn't been used since it was bought. It was more a status symbol than anything.
They sat down at the table. Fade let out another sigh. "He got angry." He continued, his voice low. "Said something about endangering the merger with the SEC." He nodded to Weiss. "I told him that I didn't care about that. That I could and should choose my own future." Weiss gave him a slightly shocked look.
A sad laugh. "That didn't go over too well." He paused. "He went after Leah. I don't know what he told her exactly, but whatever it was, it worked."
Weiss frowned empathetically. "You mean…?" Fade nodded. "That's terrible." She said softly. "I couldn't imagine what that would be like."
The other boy let out a short chuckle. "Trust me. It sucks." The small joke got a laugh from both teens. "How've you and Yang been getting along?" He asked after a moment. "To be honest, the two of you don't really look like you'd get along well, but obviously I'm missing something."
The heiress let out a short sigh. "She's great, actually." She said after a moment. "I'll admit, the first time I met her, she was completely insufferable. But, once you get to know her, she's surprisingly caring." A small smile. "She's perfect."
Fade gave her a knowing smirk. "Sounds like you two are already pretty close." He commented, getting a soft blush and nod from Weiss. "Does she know about your father?" He asked gingerly.
Weiss nodded. "I told her immediately after we started dating." She answered, her voice low as to not attract attention from anyone who might be around. "The only people who know are her sister, our mutual friend, and Friedrich."
The half-faunus gave her a worried look. "I know he knows, but would he tell your father?" He asked carefully.
The heiress shook her head. "He won't tell my father unless he asks about it specifically." She said calmly. "Friedrich has been more of a father to me than my own father these last few months." A sigh. "And I trust him."
Fade gave her a short nod. He then gave the heiress a small smirk. "Well, a small word of advice; don't hesitate." He suggested, leaning back in his chair, the wood creaking after years of disuse. "I can't speak for your father, but my father can be vicious when he wants to be." His eyes then softened. "If you care for her as much as I think you do, then don't wait to tell her." He then let out a sigh. "If I could do one thing over with Leah, it'd be that."
Weiss gave him a soft look. "What do you mean?" She asked carefully.
The faunus chuckled. "Do you really have to ask?" He questioned, his voice halfway between a tease and regret. "I didn't tell her something I should've." A soft, joyless laugh.
The heiress paused a moment before the realization hit her. "You loved her." She said, getting a nod from the other boy. "What does that have to do with me, though?" She added, slightly confused.
Fade gave her a small smile. "For the last few days, I've been asking myself, 'If I only told Leah I loved her, would she have stayed with me after my father found out?'." He started, his voice soft. "Now, I don't wish this on you, but if your father does find out about you and Yang, will you two still be together after it's over?"
The heiress wanted so badly to say yes, but she honestly didn't know. She knew that Yang wouldn't give her up, not without a fight. But very few people could win a fight with her father. Those that did were never the same. Those that didn't…that was a fate no one deserved.
Yang was strong, yes. But strong enough to stand up to her father? That was another question entirely. Maybe the blonde was. But, even if she could win, would she be able to get out of that skirmish unaffected? Would she still be the same person afterwards?
Weiss let out a sigh. "I don't know…" She said honestly after a moment. "My father is evil. I don't know if anyone could stand up to him and walk away unaffected." She shook her head. "It doesn't matter. I won't let that happen."
The faunus chuckled. "I don't doubt that." He said simply. "But, still, be careful." He gave her a small smile. "At the very least, don't do what I did."
The heiress nodded once in his direction. "I won't."
It was just after noon when Yang arrived at her uncle Qrow's for Thanksgiving. She hadn't texted Weiss in a while; she hoped that it was because the heiress couldn't get away long enough to spare the time to text her. After all, she and her father were arguing, and Fade was there, so that would likely mean her father was being stubborn.
Upon arrival at Qrow's, Yang went with Ruby to the game room, the two simply playing pool while watching TV. Yang got to choose, and she picked a Thanksgiving tradition; football. Sure, Ruby didn't like the sport too much, but Yang did. Besides, it wasn't like football was unfamiliar in Vale; Beacon, which was only an hour away from Vale at best, had one of the better college teams, while Vale itself had a professional team. It was, compared to most of the others in the league, one of the youngest, and while they weren't very good in recent years, when they first came around they were one of the best. Unfortunately, they hadn't won any championships.
As Yang was setting up the second game, her phone buzzed, Weiss's ringtone playing. Ruby chuckled as the blonde practically ran for the small device. "Weiss?" She asked knowingly.
The blonde just rolled her eyes at her sister with a small smirk.
*kill me now*
-lol no ty-
-whats going on?-
She finished setting up the table, rolling the cue ball to Ruby, who set up for her break.
*apparently fades dad found out about him and leah*
*now hes forcing the 2 of us to stay together for the day*
Yang gave the words a worried look.
-fade say if his father found out about us?-
She took her shot, the target bouncing inside the corner pocket before rolling out. Ruby chuckled at the shot.
*he doesn't know*
Yang sighed.
-good-
The younger sister noticed the sigh and gave her sister a soft look. "Everything alright Yang?" She asked.
Yang nodded once, setting the phone on the bar as she lined up her next shot. "Yeah." She said, pulling back for her shot. "Apparently, Fade's dad found out about his girlfriend."
Ruby nodded. "Oh." After Yang's shot missed, she moved around the table to where the cue ball came to rest. "You worried he said something about you and Weiss?" She asked as she prepared to take her shot.
The blonde nodded as her phone buzzed again. "He didn't say anything. At least that's what Weiss said." She answered as she pulled up Weiss's message.
*so what r u doing?*
-we just got 2 qrows-
She set the phone down to take her next shot. Three shots later, when she finally missed, her phone buzzed again.
*ruby and blake drive u crazy yet? :P*
The blonde gave her phone a hard look.
-not funny-
*it is 2 me*
-but blake hasn't shown up yet-
*yet ;)*
She set the phone down just as she heard the house's alarm beep three times, a signal that one of the doors had been opened. And since there was no reason to go onto the porch since it was too cold to go swimming (although that didn't stop anybody one year…), that meant the front door had opened. Which meant that the Belladonna's had just arrived.
"Speak of the devil…" Yang trailed as Ruby lined up her next shot.
The younger girl was about to ask what Yang meant, but the blonde simply nodded to the entrance. Ruby turned around and saw Blake walking down. She then gave Yang an 'Oh' look, her head nodding up slowly.
-she just got here -_- -
*lol*
Blake took a seat in one of the barstools. She looked at the pool table; Ruby currently had a one-ball lead over Yang. However, the 15, one of Ruby's, was blocked by the 8-ball, and both were dangerously close to a side pocket. It wouldn't be impossible to detach them, but it would take a careful shot. "I get winner." The faunus commented, giving Yang a confident smirk.
The blonde rolled her eyes. "I'm not gonna let you get me this time, kitty." She countered, taking her first shot. She sunk her target, lining the next shot up perfectly. She did the same again, the shot putting her into the lead and giving her two more balls; the 2 and the 8.
Her next shot didn't work as well; she didn't have a clear path to any pocket, so she simply set it up so that Ruby didn't have a good shot. The younger sister saw this and let out a short groan. "Wimp." She shot in half annoyance.
Yang's phone buzzed again.
*going crazy yet?*
- -_- shut up-
Blake noticed and gave the phone a nod. "Weiss?"
The blonde nodded in reply. "She thinks you two are gonna drive me crazy." She commented. "I mean, she's not wrong, but still."
The faunus let out a short chuckle. "That sounds kinda fun, actually." She started, her voice playful.
Yang gave the dark-haired girl a short look. "Don't even think about it…" She warned, her voice low.
The younger sister poked the blonde in the shoulder. "Quit threatening my girlfriend." She commented, chuckling at the way Yang became uncharacteristically flustered.
"Three on one. That's no fair." She mused as she lined up her next shot, sinking the 2 ball. With the 8-ball where it was, victory was all but assured at this point. "Alright, better get ready, kitty." And with that, she took her shot, only to do exactly what she did in her game with Blake on Ruby's birthday; scratch.
Blake approached and took the blonde's cue. "Thanks for that." She taunted. Yang let out a falsely angry sigh, taking the seat the Blake just relinquished. She then grabbed her phone and typed up another message.
-I hate pool-
*lose again? :P*
-:(-
*u must not be that good*
-oh im plenty good-
-its luck that im missing-
*sure ;)*
-is that a challenge there princess?-
*I told you I don't play sports*
-pool isnt a sport babe-
*there r tournaments for it*
-there r tournaments for card games 2-
-that doesn't make them a sport-
*actually it does*
-no it doesn't-
*what counts as a sport 2 u then?*
-anything requiring physical exertion-
*wow big words*
-oh haha -_- -
*sry im just bored*
-I thought lover boy was there with u-
*he is we just arent talking*
-oh ok-
*but billiards requires physical exertion*
-no it doesn't-
*u have to shoot*
-that doesn't count-
*yes it does*
-basketball is a sport-
-football is a sport-
-pool is a game-
*whatever you say babe ;)*
*besides u shoot in basketball*
-'-_-'-
The blonde looked up at the pool table. Either Blake was taking it easy on Ruby, which was entirely possible, or Ruby was better than she had shown. The younger girl had a four ball lead over the faunus, who had only sunk one of hers. "Having fun there, Blakey?" She commented with a chuckle.
The faunus rolled her eyes. "Not everything's about winning, Yang." She countered playfully. Ruby nodded in agreement.
Yang shrugged. "Maybe not, but you're still losing." She pointed to the table with a smirk. "Horribly, I might add."
The younger girl frowned. "Hey, I still beat you." She defended.
The blonde shook her head. "Technicality, my dear sister." She corrected.
Blake chuckled. "Technically still counts, Yang." She re-corrected. The blonde shot her a short look.
Her phone vibrated again.
*my fathers starting to get really annoying*
-whats he doing now?-
*hounding me to talk with fade*
-cant take a hint can he?-
*obviously not*
*im about ready to snap*
-don't do something crazy now-
*oh I wont*
*ill just go on a murderous rampage and kill everyone I see*
-O.o-
-I think we have different definitions of crazy-
*:P*
*but don't worry*
*ull be safe*
-I better-
*but of course*
There were a few moments of no messages following that. Ruby ended up winning her game with Blake, although Yang knew that the faunus wasn't really trying. In a way, it was kind of cute. Yang knew that if her and Weiss were in that same situation, she'd let the heiress win. Of course, Weiss might not take as kindly to it as Ruby. The other girl was extremely prideful, more so than one person should be. However, in a way, it could be endearing.
As the other two sat down at the table on the other side of the room from Yang, the blonde felt her phone vibrate again.
*gtg were eating dinner now*
-bit early isnt it?-
*welcome to my family -_-*
-ok well talk 2 u later babe-
Yang stood up, went to the bar to grab a fresh soda, and then started towards the table that Blake sat at. Ruby had gone into the house, for what Yang didn't know. "Where'd the hellion go?" She asked as she took her seat.
Blake gave the blonde a flat look, one that Yang had called, 'The Amber Look of Death', or the ALD, back in seventh grade. When the blonde didn't relent, the faunus sighed. "She went to grab the Uno deck." She answered.
Yang chuckled. "She's obsessed that game…" She commented humorously. "By the way, how was batting practice? Ruby didn't tell me what happened." She made her voice sound direct, because it was. When Ruby hadn't answered, Yang got suspicious.
The dark-haired girl paused a moment, her eyes looking away from the blonde, before she let out a short sigh. "It was okay." She answered evenly. "She still needs to stop swinging when she knows she can't hit the pitch, though."
The blonde smirked. "Didn't she lead the team last year?"
Blake shook her head. "In home runs, yes. In hits, no." She answered simply. "That was Pyrrha."
Yang chuckled. "Oh yeah, the Amazon." She remembered, getting and ignoring a short ALD from the faunus. "Didn't she have a hit in every game or something?"
The faunus nodded. "Yes." She said evenly. "We've set up another practice with her for next week." A small sigh. "If Ruby can be smarter when she's at bat, she could be amazing." Her voice contained some pride. "More than usual, that is..."
Yang didn't have a chance to say anything on it, because Ruby chose that moment to return, the Uno cards in her hand. She took her seat next to Blake. "Alright, you guys ready?" She asked with her usual smile, pulling the cards out and shuffling them.
The blonde rolled her eyes. "Of course." She answered easily, waiting as the younger girl got the game set up. A few moments later, and she had her hand and was ready to play. "Oh, you're going down…"
The rest of the day was pretty simple. Yang, Blake, and Ruby spent most of it in the game room, playing multiple games of Uno, most of them won by the blonde. After that, they ate dinner, sharing conversation with each other about anything and everything. It was a very familiar event.
However, throughout it all, Yang wasn't texted once by the heiress. It wasn't much of a problem during the dinner, but before and after it, Yang got slightly saddened by it. She didn't want to send a message to the heiress, because she didn't know if Weiss would be able to send a reply. After all, she was with her family, and while Yang normally felt that being with family was a good thing, she knew that Weiss's was not one you wanted to cross.
So, when Yang got home that night, she was, understandably, tired. Granted, it was nearly 10pm when they finally did arrive, so that might've had something to do with it. The blonde returned to her room, took her shoes off, and rested on her bed. She kept her phone nearby, though, in case Weiss was finally able to send her a message.
She had nearly fallen asleep when she heard Weiss's ringtone in the air. This one, however, wasn't the same as her normal one. It wasn't her text tone. It was her call tone.
The blonde grabbed the small device and hit the answer button, bringing it to her ear. "Hey." She greeted, her voice tired, but she tried to fight that.
There was a hum on the other end of the call. "Hi." Weiss said simply. "Sorry for not texting. My father made me put my phone away before dinner."
Yang chuckled lightly. She stood up and started out of her room. "I see." She spoke as she started towards the back door. "So, why'd you decide to call me, though?" She asked as she reached the doorway, stepping outside and looking up to the night sky. The moon was visible, but obscured by thin clouds.
The heiress sighed. "I've been annoyed all day about Fade." She answered, her voice weary. "It got to the point where I was ready to snap." A short pause. "I just needed to hear your voice. It's…calming." She sounded slightly sheepish.
To say Yang wasn't surprised would be a bold-faced lie. Her eyes widened slightly. "Oh." She quipped simply. "Guess I'm that irresistible, huh?" A small tease.
Weiss let out a short laugh. "I guess so." She remarked. "I would rather see you, but that isn't an option right now." Again, she sounded slightly sheepish, but less so than last time.
This time the blonde let out a laugh of her own. "Well, well. Princess has a shameless side to her." Another tease, this time followed by Weiss stumbling over herself. "Hey, I get it. I'm practically a goddess." She knew the heiress couldn't see it, but she flipped her hair back in a way that most boys would've died over.
There was a short silence as Weiss likely collected herself. However, after a moment, she sighed. "You have no shame, do you?" She accused, her voice indicating that she didn't actually mean it.
Yang shook her head. "Nu-uh." She responded happily. "I don't need it, though. I'm irresistible." Another chuckle. "Speaking of the irresistible, what happened with lover boy?" She asked after a moment.
The heiress groaned softly. "Well, he wasn't bad." She started, her voice low. "He didn't say a lot. Mostly kept to himself. It was our fathers that annoyed me." She let out a short sigh. "Our meetings are more political than business."
The blonde hummed curiously. "What do you mean, 'political'?" She asked.
Weiss sighed. "I never told you?" She started, her voice low. "Fade's a faunus. Well, half-faunus."
Yang let out a breath. "Oh."
Weiss hummed. "Yes. It would seem my father is trying to save what little face he has left." A long sigh. "Given what happened this morning, I don't think he's trying to repent for what he's been doing."
Again, the blonde was curious. "What happened?" She asked, her voice both curious and slightly worried.
The heiress paused. "He…called Blake scum." She said after a moment. "Told me that 'associating with her is an affront to all the Schnee stand for.' Bullshit, if you ask me." She added.
The blonde hummed. "Wow, potty mouth much." She commented, her voice even. Weiss made a small huff of indignation. "I wouldn't hang on what your father says too much. And I'm sure that Blake would tell you the same thing."
Weiss sighed. "I know." She trailed softly. "It's just…I'm tired of putting up with him." Another sigh. "I just want to live my life my way."
Yang frowned. "Hey, listen to me." She started, her voice soft. "You can live your life however you want." A pause. "The only opinion you should worry about is your own."
There were a few moments of silence as Weiss processed the words. Then, the heiress let out a small hum. "Maybe you're right." A small pause. "Thanks, Yang."
The blonde smiled. "No problem, Princess." She said almost instantly.
After a moment, there was a short sigh. "I'm going to go to sleep now." Weiss said softly. "I've had a rough day."
Yang chuckled. "I believe it." The heiress mimicked the chuckle. "Alright, night babe."
Weiss audibly smiled. "Sweet dreams, Yang." She replied.
"You too."
And with that, the line went dead.