A/N
Hey guys, finals time. My upload speed has been completely destroyed, but that isn't going to stop me! However, I will be taking a small hiatus. Favorite, follow and review if you can. I'd greatly appreciate it.
Ruby
I don't know what Weiss was talking about; I was totally able to drink that whole gallon of milk and I only needed to pee three times. Well this makes it the fourth time, but who's counting?
I pull up my leggings and flush the toilet before walking to the sink. I look up into the mirror and smile at myself. I feel much better now that we're home. It's been two weeks since we got back, but I'm finally starting to feel like myself again. Pretending that I was fine all that time was pretty hard, but spending every night with Weiss beside me sure helped. Like dad always said, you gotta get through the bad to get to the good.
When I walk into the room, my ears are hit with the lovely melody that is my girlfriend's voice. "Blake, are you coming or not?"
Smiling inside, I sit down on her bed and pull out my scroll, trying to find a believable argument for throwing out the bed that hangs above this one. I know that I should probably just be honest with Weiss and tell her that I don't want to have my own bunk anymore, but she did say that she always wanted bunk beds once.
"I'll be right there, Weiss. Ruby, Yang, why don't the two of you spend some quality sister time together. You haven't really had much of that recently." Blake replies, getting my attention.
She's right, since we all started dating each other, Sis and I haven't been able to do the things that we used to. I grin at Blake and stand up, walking over to the bed that she shares with Yang.
"Hey, Yang, do you want to mess with Cardin?" I whisper. "Yesterday, I saw him bullying a Faunus freshman, tugging on his tail."
Yang smiles slyly at me and then takes a quick look at Blake, though I don't know why. Blake returns a look at Yang and slips out the door with Weiss. As they leave, I sigh involuntarily, making Yang giggle.
"Ruby, you really are like a lost puppy without her," she observes, clapping her hands together. "So, what do you want to do to Cardin?"
I groan at my older sister and stamp my foot. "I am not a lost puppy. I'm just . . . a lost puppy ok fine. I don't know, you're the goddess of revenge."
If there's one thing that I know about Yang, it's that flattery is a powerful weapon against her. Blake has shown me that a bunch of times. She sits, thinking to herself for a moment before snapping her fingers.
"That's it!" She exclaims, getting to her feet. "Ok, Sis, follow me."
Dragging me by my arm, she pulls me out the door and makes me wonder if she somehow forgot the meaning of the word follow because I'm pretty sure that this isn't that. When we're halfway down the hall she comes to a full stop and leans up against the wall. I copy her and glare, even though she doesn't see it.
"What are we doing?" I ask, watching the crowds of students flow through the hallway until only a small trickle remains.
"You'll see. Trust me," she says, chuckling to herself at something funny. Oh I wish she'd share, that's where half of the fun of pranking someone is. Then again, my sister does have her ways and with the results that she gets, I can't really question her.
In under a minute, Cardin and his gang round the corner, laughing to themselves. They probably kicked a puppy or something. As awful as those guys are, they're pretty handy in a fight and I would feel safe having them go into battle with me - just not anywhere else.
Yang slinks over to Cardin just like Blake walks towards her before Weiss makes me leave the dorm and stops, reaching up to run her hand from his right shoulder to the chest of his breastplate. Just when I think that she can't do anything more . . . uncomfortable, she kisses him right on the mouth.
I gasp loudly and cover my mouth with my hand. What is she doing? Blake would kill her if she saw this.
Cardin looks just as surprised as I am, but being the macho man that he is, smiles at her. Then Yang says something that I can't hear, making Cardin take out his scroll. She snatches it away from him and inputs something before handing it back with an exaggerated wink. I don't know if it was to me, or to him or what, but she skips back over to me afterwards with lopsided grin. Pulling me back down the hall, and into our dorm, she closes the door and begins to laugh hysterically.
Now I'm really confused.
"Yang? What was that? You know that Blake-" I begin, starting to stress myself out. My wound throbs painfully, but I ignore it and focus on my sister instead.
She raises her arms defensively "Relax, Rubes. I can explain." I give her a look that tells her to go on. I'm not going to be a part of something if it means keeping a secret from one of my teammates. "I needed to make it look believable didn't I?"
"Well what did you even do?"
"I put Goodwitch's scroll address into his scroll under my name," she announces, flashing me her signature grin again. I tilt my head at her, not understanding why she needed to go through all of that nonsense just to do that. "I kissed him and told him that if he ever got lonely, I could make him less lonely. Then I entered Goodwitch's address and put the name as Yang Xiao Long - Booty Call."
"Oh, I get it. That's pretty slick, Sis. But, I bet that I could have done something even better."
"Wait, I haven't even gotten to the best part. I told him that not to call me and instead to message me with exactly what he wants me to do. That way, Goodwitch'll catch him right away."
She looks at me expectantly and while her plan really was good, it was too . . . Yang. I've been working on a short range scroll function jammer that would block everything except for aura monitoring; I wouldn't want anyone to get killed because of a prank. I guess I can save it for another time.
"Since I'm apparently not getting any laughter out of you, why don't we go do something more fun for the both of us?" She asks, picking up Ember Celica and snapping both gauntlets onto her wrists. "I wanted to do a bit of maintenance work and thought that you might want to come and help me out."
I can't help but smile; she always knows what to say to perk me up.
Nobody is here at all and it's amazing. Though I guess that's expectable, since most of the students here are back home with their families and even during the school year, this place is nearly empty. I've even been able to claim a workbench in the name of Team RWBY even though the whole place is supposed to be shared. I don't really have anything that I need to do to Crescent Rose so I stand next to Yang, with my toolbox.
"Hey Ruby, pass me your screwdriver," Yang orders, holding her hand out as she idly picks at her right gauntlet.
I place the toolbox on the floor and open it, taking my red and black screwdriver from its spot and handing it to her. Weiss is always surprised when she sees how organized my toolbox it. Why wouldn't my toolbox be organized? I need to know where everything is so that I can tune up my baby whenever I need to.
Yang tinkers with the gun attachment to her weapon for a little while before finally slamming the screwdriver down and looking up at me.
"Alright. I'm finished. How about we try these out?" She asks, looking at me competitively. I take Crescent Rose off of its sheath and nod back at her.
Within minutes, we have the firing range of the workshop set up with the standard beowolf targets with a set of two at ten, twenty and thirty yards.
"We'll do this the way we used to. Three shots each. The first one to get all of them off most precisely wins and the other has to buy them dinner."
I nod, that's our standard agreement. "And you have to use slugs," I add, not forgetting the trick that she played on me the first time that she made this agreement with me; explosive rounds tend to not leave a target behind to inspect.
"Alright, take your position." She says, cocking both gauntlets and raising them in her boxing stance.
I twirl Crescent Rose, opening it and slamming it into its standing unipod mode. Crouching down to line my eyes up with the scope, I turn the gun's safety off and cock it.
"Begin!" Yang yells, throwing a punch and firing her gauntlet.
I look up from the scope and see that the first target has a giant hole missing from its center. Shoot, literally. I pick up the pace and look down my scope, aiming my crosshair just above the bull's-eye in the center of the target and fire. The good thing about using Crescent Rose in this form is that I don't need to worry about my breathing; the stability from the stance takes care of that. As the round leaves the barrel of my gun, I pivot it on the unipod and take my shot at the second target. Then I make quick work of the third and stand up, staring out into the firing range.
"Took you long enough, Sis." Yang smiles, crossing her arms at me.
"Clear!" I yell at the top of my lungs. There isn't a single person here besides the two of us, but spending weekends with Uncle Qrow during my training drilled it into me.
Yang and I walk down the range towards the first target to see who was closest to the bull's-eye and it's a no-brainer. Even someone who didn't use a ranged weapon could tell that I have this one. Yang technically hit her bull's-eye too and faster, but she also blew out half of the target.
"Oh come on, that has to count!" She protests, staring at me open mouthed.
"Yang, do you even understand how a marksman contest works?" I ask incredulously.
"Let's just move on."
Her next shot leaves a smaller impact the size of a shotgun slug. This one is actually gradable and is a tough comparison to my own shot. Because of the size and weight of the slug as well as her method of shooting, she would have needed to aim pretty far up and start firing left of the target.
"I think you get this one, Yang."
"Woohoo! Yeah, Yang!" She exclaims, punching the air.
Since Qrow began to train me, I was the better marksman and it took all that Yang had to beat me at first, but as time went on I blew her out of the water. She may be able to beat me during unarmed sparring, but this is where I shine.
"Don't get too excited, there's one more target left, Sis," I remind her.
We walk to the final target and the result is instantly clear. Yang's shot went straight between the beowolf's eyes, missing the bull's-eye completely. Yang groans, slapping herself in the forehead. "I can't believe that I did that!"
"Looks like I win this one," I smile, taking my older sisters hand in my own. "I want extra dessert."
Sighing in defeat, Yang drops her shoulders and smiles at me before ruffling my hair. "Alright Ruby, let's just go drop our stuff off in the room. I need to get my wallet anyway."
When we return to the dorm, I put my things in the closet that Weiss and I are now sharing and close the door, dropping down on Yang's bed. Man, I've been standing for a long time. I think as I massage my baby cow. Yang sits down beside me and her scroll begins to beep. She pulls it off of her holster and looks at it before throwing it underneath the mattress.
"Who was it?" I exaggeratedly whisper, leaning close to her.
"It was Professor Goodwitch. I think Cardin called in sooner than we expected," She whispers back as the door slams open, revealing a very angry looking Blake.
"Yang!" She shouts, stepping towards my sister. I don't understand what's going on and before I know it, she has Yang up against the wall with her mouth pressed to her own.
"Ruby! Time to go!" My snow angel announces, taking my wrist and attempting to pull me out of the room. Too bad she doesn't have much upper body strength because she relies so heavily on those glyphs.
"But Weiss," I resist, trying to reassure Yang that that is probably going to turn out fine.
"I have cookies for you," she bursts out, stopping all of my resistance.
I willingly let her pull me out of the room, watching her scoop up a little bag with a box inside. I really need to stop being so easy to bribe. I think to myself as we walk out of the dorm building.
"So, where to Weiss?" I ask, feeling the warm summer night's breeze wash over me. I take a deep breath and smile at the soft scent of grass. It reminds me of the woods on Patch that Yang used to play with me in.
"I was thinking that we could go to the clearing," she says, blushing for some reason.
I nod at her and lace my fingers between hers, smiling when she squeezes my hand. We stroll through the courtyard, softly lit by the light of the setting sun. Weiss tells me about her day and about the scene that went down just before Blake burst into the room.
"I understand why she reacted the way she did, but it was still no way for someone of her composure to react," she says as we enter the clearing, patting down her skirt and sitting down underneath the tallest oak tree.
Thinking for a second, I plop down beside my girlfriend and kiss her on the cheek. "No, I think that made sense. Wouldn't you react the same way if you heard that I was fooling around with somebody?"
Weiss looks taken aback at what I just said, covering her mouth with her hand. "You would fool around with somebody?" She looks like she's about to cry.
Oh Ruby you idiot, why would you say that?
"No! No! I would never, Weiss. I love you too much," I smile throwing my arms around her and burrowing my face into her neck.
"And you better remember that, Ruby Rose," she replies, giving me a quick peck that turns into something more.
I kiss her back and throw in a little bit of tongue, leaving her flustered when we come back up for air. Looking at me with her bedroom eyes, she unlaces my corset and pulls the shirt up, covering my breasts but exposing my stomach and lower chest. My one feature that stands out is the pink scar that contrasts the rest of my pale skin.
"It's pretty ugly huh? But still badass," I observe, grinning at Weiss as she rolls her eyes at me.
"No, you dolt. It isn't ugly. I think that it's the most beautiful thing in the world, besides you of course," she responds, looking at me with a mixture of sadness and happiness.
"What do you mean?"
She traces her hand along the jagged outline that I left myself with after my fall and looks into my eyes meaningfully. "It's not just a scar, Ruby. It's a reminder to myself that I need to be better. That I need to be stronger; I wasn't strong enough in Atlas and it almost cost you your life. If you died-" tears start to leak out of the corners of Weiss' eyes and she stops talking, looking directly at me.
The hurt look in her eyes makes my chest feel tight, and my eyes start to water. I don't want to ever put her through this kind of pain again.
"Weiss! That wasn't your fault at all. If anything, I'm to blame for it. I should have told you guys what I was going to do."
It doesn't look like that helped at all.
"Ruby, I can't lose you," she tells me, getting in a few words in between gasping breaths.
"You won't," I respond, hugging her close to me.
"Promise?"
I somehow feel like we've had this conversation before, but I tell her what she wants to hear as my response still hasn't changed. "I promise."
She lays her head on my chest and looks up to me a little bit calmer. I stroke her hair soothingly and murmur sweet words to her, holding her until her breathing becomes even. The warm summer air blankets us, keeping us cozy. Eventually, Weiss' breathing slows and I realize that she's fallen asleep.
I wrap my cloak around her to keep her safe; it looks like we're sleeping out here tonight.
A/N
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