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Team RWBY: Working Vacation
Ruby felt the fear rush through her as she saw her girlfriend unwind at the mention of her parents. With her brain still waking up, she was finding it hard to ground the magnitude of the situation or anything to calm her girlfriend down. She studied quietly as Weiss was darting back and forth, peering out the windows as if there was some Grimm playing tricks on her.
"Weiss, maybe we don't have to vacation here. You say you have many homes, so why not just pick a different spot?"
"That's all fine and dandy, but I can see my parents and they noticed me in the car," Weiss downtrodden with her announcement. She put a big unnatural smile for her to wear, scaring Ruby with how much she was bearing. "Just smile and wave."
Ruby crawled over to see the heiress' parents, the leader imagining they have horns, wings or fangs based on what Weiss has been describing them over the year, but they seemed to smile and wave back. They had the same curiosities as normal people as Ruby's head came into the window pane, neither of them souring at the sight of the leader. "So maybe we should greet them?"
"I suppose. We can't delay it any longer." Weiss grabbed Ruby's hand, guiding her to the door. The smell of the ocean air was breathtaking as she opened the door, it somehow purer than the slightly polluted waters of Vale. As her eyes adjusted to the brightness of the sun, Weiss' parents came into focus, they seemingly more radiant than the usual commoner. Even dressed down in their bathing suits, they were modern royalty.
What shocked Ruby the most is how her image for their appearance in her mind was greatly wrong, at least for her mother. She was about Weiss' height, her daughter having a few inches on her with the boots, a delicate frame that held a fit body, garnered in a bikini that probably cost as much as Beacon tuition. What scared her the most was her dark brown hair, flowing down her chest, Weiss' icy cold eyes matching her mothers. Weiss shared a lot with her mother, whom was beautiful, but her dad was fitting the bill of CEO. Hair wild from a dip in the ocean, but was attempted to be slicked back, his eyes a dual blue and a strong jawline. He was taller than all of them, even rivaling Pyrrha in height and as muscular as any student at the academy. What was entirely distracting with her was he was in the smallest bathing suit possible. Ruby didn't know his age, but he had Weiss' trademark white hair, both on his head, body, and face, where a well-groomed prominent mustache sat above his lip.
"Weiss, darling, you should have told us you were coming up. We feel so unrefined with greeting a guest in nothing but our swimsuits," her mother mentioned, Ruby confounded at the deepness in her voice, she not understanding where the shrillness she's grown to love came from.
"Sorry. It must have slipped my mind as school was ending. This is Ruby and she..." Weiss' words getting caught in her throat as she was fighting to be honest with her parents, the heiress' hand crushing hers as she was struggling to finish. "...she is my girlfriend. We came here to get away for our time off as a couple," Weiss hammering in that crucial detail.
The moment of silence after was almost unbearable, Ruby anticipating a tongue lashing or for the Schnees to unleash the hounds on her. "Oh, Weiss, you never told us you were in a relationship. Your manners seem to go out the door as soon as you leave our home. Pleasure to meet you, Ruby," Weiss' mother extending a hand, Ruby feeling foolish that she flinched at the most harmonious gesture possible.
"Umm... yeah. Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Schnee." Ruby's social awkwardness still lingered as she introduced herself. Where her mother had a more delicate handshake, her father's was more firm, that worthy of a business elite. "Nice to meet you as well, Sir."
"Likewise. Well, as swell as it is to meet someone so close to my daughter, I am a bit chilly and need to retire to our quarters," the father requested, Ruby guessing that's where Weiss' voice may come from as his was a littler higher, yet firmer, than his wife's. "The ocean air is crisp when one is wet."
"Yea-yeah. See you around," Ruby meekly replied, the Schnees disappearing into the home, the leader taking a huge breath of air as she felt the weight lift off her chest. "Everything went better than expected."
A hot scoff came from next to her. "That was everything that could have been expected and more. Driver, find out what room my parents are staying in and pick the farthest bedroom from theirs for ours."
"Yes, Miss Schnee. Right away." The man rushed indoors and doing Weiss' bidding, Ruby uneasy with the ordering around, but now sees where all of the controlling she relinquished at the beginning of their partnership came from.
"They seemed fine with it though. I didn't even notice a bit of discomfort."
"That's their 'PR' face. That's many decades of having to hide their true emotions away from the front pages and journalists. They didn't didn't even acknowledge you as my girlfriend. They merely discounted it as a relationship, as if my statement had a paper thin significance," Weiss explained, heat searing through her teeth.
"I know I'm making a lot of hard assumptions, but we only had a tiny exchange. They seem nice, Weiss."
"My father is still as sharp as ever, even dipping into his over-the-hill years. His excuse of being cold was impossible. He's a huntsman, Ruby. His aura keeping him warm since he was younger than us," Weiss revealed, the leader feeling a chill down her spine as her natural nativity was shattered. "Trust me, my parents had an immediate disdain towards you, whether you want to acknowledge it or not."
Ruby wished there was some magical hindsight to prove Weiss wrong, but they were her parents and hoping as hard as she could wasn't going to backtrack her childhood. She followed Weiss to their room, the four bedroom home as compact as possible, the developer utilizing every inch he had of the land. The interior was as expertly decorated like the outside, modern lights accenting the portraits and sculptures, lush rugs and tiles crushing beneath her feet, and a lingering aroma of cleanliness in each room, Ruby feeling like a fish out of water with all the wealth that was spread around the structure. As she entered the bedroom, a massive bed sat in the middle, covered in satin sheets and a litany of pillows.
Ruby unpacked her clothes in an uncomfortable silence, letting Weiss stew as she was doing the same. "How do I make them like me?"
"Go back in time and get born into money. I love you, Ruby, but everything I love about you they will hate. You're not from some multi-million Lien company. Your last name Rose, although pretty, has no pull in high society. And you're a pleasant person to be around. I hope you never have to meet some of the people my parents consider friends, all of them loathsome humans," Weiss making clear that this was a no-win battle. Ruby's mission to find any alleviation to the situation was coming up short. She picked up her snowflake necklace, wondering if she should take it off over the stay, seeing at least two people who would say she didn't deserve to have Weiss.
As Ruby was unclasping it, she felt a hand on her neck. "I knew you were going to try something like that the second you kept questioning them."
"I want to avoid confrontation. I know they already saw it, but maybe they might like me more if our relationship wasn't being shoved in their face constantly."
"That's unacceptable coming from you. I know my parents are intimidating, but we are a couple, Ruby. It's not us that have to adjust, but them. You don't have to get them to like you, or even accept you, solely survive. If there is one thing that we do have an advantage on them is that they are public figures, They must always be on a certain level of behavior or it could reflect poor on the company." Weiss readjusted her girlfriend necklace, meticulously placing it in the middle. "You are not allowed to hide yourself this weekend. It's supposed to be our vacation, despite this obstacle."
Ruby felt some of the tension leave her body hearing Weiss be so absolute in her resolve to be with her. Her cool eyes gazed down, a softer expression growing on the heiress as the leader's smile widened. Weiss laced her arms around her, Ruby warming up to her lover's touch as she closed the gap. "If you say so," the leader whispered, her lips lightly touching against Weiss' until a large grumble erupted in the pit of her stomach as a burp, the short-haired girl covering her mouth in embarrassment from the volume.
"It's moments like this that question why I'm with you in the first place. I'll send an order to the chefs, but we'll grab some cookies out of the pantry to hold you over," Weiss giving as hard a smile she could muster with fanning away Ruby's gastric breath.
The leader followed like a puppy promised treats down to the kitchen where the chef was on duty, the man still wet behind the ears as the heiress approached him, shaking him to his core. Ruby is usually the one that sprinkles 'I'm sorry' too many times, but this young man was giving her a run for his money when he didn't have the correct seasoning for her steak. Weiss was more than fine than with this slight error, Ruby's hunger drive the only one having a problem having to wait so long for food. The heiress efficiently fulfilled her appetite with a box of gourmet cookies.
Wanting to showcase the home, Weiss took Ruby on a tour, the house deceptively small to give way for the luscious backyard. It was a jungle back there with its many flowers and trees that lined the walkways, a large rectangular pool centering the picture as it lined the trail to the cliff. A small area that was at the end of the backyard held two lawn chairs, a small table, and a breathtaking view of the sea. Ruby gave a muffled gasp with her mouth stuffed with crumbs, Weiss having to give a few hard pats on the back to keep the leader from choking.
For the moment, Ruby was able to forget Weiss' parents, but couldn't shake them completely. Each rustle from the bushes behind them were hallucinations as she was hearing things. Her girlfriend mentioned to not worry about it, but her desire to be liked was interfering. It's not like it was some popularity contest, but regardless of their differences now, her parents were important to her life, a section of Ruby's upbringing that was lacking leading to her stubbornness.
The sun was shimmering on the horizon as the ladies were called for dinner. Ruby almost went through the entire box of cookies, regretting she asked for an expensive entree. The dining room was well lit, a chandelier hanging over a glass table, a candelabra in the middle, and settings for four people, a sinking feeling upsetting Ruby's stomach.
"I knew we should have eaten out," Weiss said annoyed, the leader quick to her partner's side.
"Dinner won't be terrible. We'll be stuffing our mouths most the time."
"Eating and my parents silently judging you. I'm going to give you a crash course on manners. Listen up..."
"Weiss, Ruby, so nice of you to join us," Weiss' mother merrily pronounced, Ruby dreading seeing the heiress' parents take the opposite side of the table.
Weiss cupped Ruby's ears. "Too late, just don't put your elbows on the table."
Ruby acknowledged, her actions delayed as she was pulling out Weiss chair with her fixated on her parents. As if on cue, the chef bused out silver trays, lifting the lids and releasing the packets of steam, and the heavenly aroma of well-cooked food. Ruby was lucky in her pick for steak, not needing to know which fork or knife to use first made it easier to dig in.
The leader was hoping for a silent meal, but midway through cutting brought her hopes down. "So, Ruby, where did you and Weiss meet?" her mother asked.
Ruby stuttered, looking over to Weiss as confirmation to continue. "I uhh... we attend Beacon together. During initiation, we stumbled into each other and we sort of had to be close each other since we became partners."
"Ohh, Beacon. You look so youthful, though," her father commented.
"I actually am two years younger than Weiss and the rest of the class. I was brought into Beacon by the headmaster after seeing my skills at a robbery and he invited me to join."
"Impressive. I do hope he wasn't some sleazy salesman so he could stick you with Beacon's tuition bill," he added again.
"No. I'm actually there free of charge. Special circumstances, I guess," Ruby shy when attempting to stay humble, but it seemed to dazzle the Schnees, something she wasn't expecting as Weiss stared down her parents.
"That's excellent you're at the academy. Footing Weiss' bill is easy for us, but I can't imagine some of the headaches some parents must go through to help their child. What about your parents, Ruby? What do they do?" her mother asked, the leader dropping her steak knife at the mention of her parents. She wanted to tell the truth, but she hasn't been even been able to speak about her mother openly for years, all that came out was a garbled mess.
"My-my father is a teacher at Sig-signal, but my mo-mother..." Weiss reciprocated Ruby's earlier kindness and rushed to her side as well, clasping the back of her hand as Ruby was having a hard time breathing.
"Mother, I insist you drop this subject right now."
"It was an honest mistake, darling. It's important to know what parents do. Their job title shows a certain character about them. It also shows their socio-economic status, their wealth or status. What if one of them was an abuser and barely holds onto anything let alone a job," her mother offhandedly stated, the comment stinging more than she anticipated. Ruby didn't know much about her mother, the feint memories of her were usually coming home late, being the best mother she could be, fighting with Dad about missions, and having the process repeat weeks later.
"Mother!" Weiss losing her patience, Ruby sinking into her seat as she was being shamed into a corner.
*-Blake-*
Blake stood there as she watched the end of the exchange, the Faunus sure Weiss was about to reach across the table and drag her mother out for a scolding.
"I think we came at a bad time," Yang purposefully voiced loud enough for attention to be directed to the both of them, Ruby's eyes growing big as she saw someone friendly.
The chef introduced the couple. "Mr. and Mrs. Schnee, you apparently have two other people joining you for your stay. At least that's what they told me."
The heiress stood up. "You two are very late. I'll show you to your room." Weiss gave a gentle rub on Ruby's back before she met with the couple. She beckoned them over with her finger, the other two staying as quiet as possible as they didn't want to be the ones to set her off. She took them back outside, looking around before she started speaking.
"Alright, you two obviously saw what was going on in there. My parents are also here."
"Yeah. You all seem to be getting along. You sure it is safe to leave Ruby in there with them?" Yang asked with genuine concern for her sister's safety.
"Not in the slightest, so let me speak so I can go back in there and play crisis control. I know this sounds awkward, but I need you two to stay in the guest house in the back," Weiss hurriedly ordered.
"I know we're having some argument, but I'm not going to barge in or ruin private time with you and Ruby," Yang offered, oblivious to what the heiress was getting across.
"That's not it. Blake, you know how my father feels about the Faunus, and I know how you feel about his business practices. If there was a powder keg that needs a spark, it's you two in a room together."
"It's not what we had planned, but it does sound like the most logical solution. I'd hate to be the one responsible for everyone having to go home early," Blake responded.
"Great. The key is under a rock to the right side of the door. Get comfortable and keep the drapes closed as much as possible," Weiss almost out of breath as she went rushing to get back to her date in peril. She dug into her pockets, bringing out a fistful of Lien cards. "Take it. Go out and eat on me. Now, if you excuse me, I have to go make sure Mother doesn't ask Ruby if she has a history of diabetes because of her insatiable taste for all things sweet."
Weiss closed the door behind her, both a little taken aback by the suddenness of it all. "I see where she got her white hair."
Blake nudged her girlfriend in the stomach for the subtle joke, but it did make her smile. It was a rocky start to their vacation, but she was hoping she could take off her bow for the next few weeks. Now she'd have to wear it constantly in fear of starting a race war. "It's times like these I'm glad my parents were hippie activists. They were set in their ways, but at least they weren't against having a meal with the enemy."
Blake and Yang went around the back, throwing their luggage on the bed, the blonde suggesting they make their appearance as small as possible, the Faunus concurring with her body hungry for anything. They hopped back onto Bumblebee and drove a few minutes into the town adjacent to the home, Blake admiring the small town charm. She was so used to Vale's multistory buildings and Beacon's castle that small mom-and-pop shops were more than welcoming. Finding parking wasn't fun, though, small cities not accommodating for tourism in the future. Not wanting to walk any further, they picked the first restaurant they came too.
It was a modest hole-in-the-wall, the couple being seated at a small, checkered table, an accented candle enhancing the romantic vibe, the blonde hair of her partner highlighted in the low glow. The Faunus was fighting to smile, assuming her girlfriend was unaware of what was at the front of the store.
"What's wrong?" the question coming out of nowhere, startling the Faunus.
"Why would you say that?"
"Because I've been running my foot up and down your calf and it hasn't elicited a playful kick in the shins from you," Yang alluding to the Faunus' distracted attention. Blake didn't want to ruin the mood, but the next coercing the blonde would point out is how her ears are pinning under her bow.
"You didn't see the sign in the front, did you?" the blonde's perplexed expression giving Blake her answer. "There was a sign out front that said... it said 'Humans only. No Faunus allowed'."
"Really? Well, come on, we'll go find somewhere else to eat." Yang grasped Blake's hand, only to be pulled back to her seat by the Faunus.
"I don't think we'll find a friendly establishment in this city. It's small, secluded, and judging from similar signs around the area, very stuck in their ways." Blake brought her hands to her forehead massaging the figurative headaches that were forming. "It was a gamble, but I had a hunch that Weiss would bring us to a place like this. I was kind of hoping to cut loose and be free, but it seems prejudice doesn't take a vacation."
"Don't be pigeon-holing Weiss like that. She had the best intentions for all of us and certainly is having her hands full with an unexpected visit from her parents."
"Look at you defending the Ice Queen so readily. You don't have to be trying so hard. Take it for what it's worth, but I think you're not giving yourself enough credit in your efforts to mending what you had with her," Blake reassured as Yang had for her.
"You may be right, but I don't feel it. And until I do, I won't stop adjusting my emotions about it. It's like a working vacation for me. Alongside to having fun is to make sure I'm alright with Weiss at the end of it," Yang confided, the Faunus realizing last week that there was nothing she could do other than keep her girlfriend's mood afloat as she was settling to the new dynamics of her and Ruby's relationship.
"Looks like both our vacation plans are going awry since we agreed to the heiress' invitation. All today has been is a painful reminder that I, as a Faunus, am not welcomed," Blake dispirited as the first leg of the trip has gotten off on the wrong foot.
Yang reached over and clasped her hand, her palm warmer than the fire from the candle. "The point of a vacation is to suspend all this stress and relax. It hasn't gone well so far, but we're going to have fun. That's mandatory." A brazen smirk riding across her face, her violet irises gazing into her, the assured expression lifting the Faunus' spirits, knowing only she could make her smile in a situation so bleak.
"I think it's counter intuitive to have mandatory fun, but I sure didn't come out here to let the racists ruin what will be a good time," Blake embraced Yang's felicity, a gloved hand reaching under her chin, guiding the Faunus into a chaste, yet passionate kiss. The two stopped as the waiter came by, the Faunus exchanging her own flirtations actions as she was running up the blonde's leg, Yang giving her a look of sensual revenge when they got back to the home.
*-Yang-*
Little electric jolts coursed through the blonde's body as the wicked hands of the Faunus roamed her torso. Blake, midway through the ride, had unzipped Yang's jacket, not wanting resistance as she teased her girlfriend. Each glide of her hands deliberate to tickle or pleasure Yang. Blake, having a perfect memorization of her lover's body, made it hard to concentrate on the road. "If you don't stop, I'm going to turn us into the nearest hotel!" the blonde yelled, her voice carrying over the roar of Bumblebee.
"How does it feel with the shoe on the other foot?" Blake pressed her lips to the back of Yang's neck, the salty layer lingering only made her suckle the soft flesh as she marked her underneath her scarf. "These are for all the times you goose me while we're at school."
If this was punishment, Yang was going to have to have to take more grievous measures to bring this side of Blake out again. With everything going on at the home, light play would be taken, the blonde exhausted from the day's events. Also a shower was in order, her hair feeling pounds heavier with all the sea air sticking to it.
They pulled into the driveway, the Faunus settling down with not knowing where Weiss' parents could be, clinging close to her girlfriend as an umbrella of protection as they made their way to the guest house. Down the path, she could see the ivory ponytail of the heiress flickering in the gentle sea breeze. Scouting revealed she was alone. Yang didn't want to meddle in one's problems, but she was concerned without Ruby next to her, her mind wondering what could have happened in the time they have been gone.
"Go to her," Blake ordered, Yang not expecting from that to come from her. "She needs someone. I don't see a reason it shouldn't be you."
The blonde took a moment to process Blake's comment, Weiss already in an annoyed mood when they first arrived could have only gotten worse. Yang apprehensive that her presence was not wanted, "I'll-I'll go talk with her."
"I'll go take a shower. If the Ice Queen rebuffs you quickly, feel free to join me," Blake giving a reassuring pat on the back as she departed. Yang took a deep breath, hoping she wasn't walking to a lion's den with a splinter in its paw. The loud echo of her boots to cobblestone wasn't distracting the heiress, her attention fixated at the ocean view.
"Hey," Yang softly called out, the voice familiar enough for Weiss to turn around and take notice.
"Hello, Yang. How was dinner?"
"A lot better than it seems yours went. Want to talk about it?"
"You don't have to force empathy on yourself for the sake of trying to fix this."
Yang placed her hand on the slender shoulder of the heiress, blue eyes surprised at the compassionate gesture. "It's not forcing yourself when you actually care about the other person. If you don't want to talk about it, fine. I'll go, but I'm curious since I rarely see you two not together."
Weiss still held a scowl, Yang not knowing whether she was only making the heiress more agitated with her intrusion. The snow-haired girl took a deep breath, returning her gaze to the ocean, not giving a cold shoulder to Yang as she spoke. "It went about as well as you witnessed. There was nothing, nothing that I could say that would change my parents preconceived judgment about people like Ruby. She could save the world and they would still find a way to deflate that accomplishment because she wasn't born with a silver spoon in her mouth. I told them she was top ten in the class and they responded with why not top five. They couldn't let go that she was raised by a single parent, I know my father questioning what kind of household she grew up in before to have both her parents not present. If there was a silver lining is that my mother seemed to take more of an interest in her, the jury still out if that is a good thing. Your sister is smart, a skilled fighter, beautiful, and a genuinely pure person."
"It's a nice change of pace for you to be gushing about my sister, instead of hearing about how big of a dolt she is," Yang smirking as she saw the look of fear being caught red-handed with her outpouring of love.
"Oh, don't get me wrong. Ruby is a dolt, a dunce, and a spaz, but she's mine, and I'll be damned if anyone, especially my parents, think so poorly of her. I'm the only one who can call her dunce," Weiss sharply asserted, Yang pleased with the heiress passion, but not the content.
"You're stepping into my territory now. She's my baby sister. I'm allowed to make fun of her till the end of time," Yang sternly said, Weiss realizing she was walking into a trap and backed away from the situation.
"Yeah... You're right," Weiss losing her spirit more disheartening than Yang anticipated. The blonde centered the heiress between her shoulders, locking her eyes with the shaking icy orbs.
"That was reflexive protection and I'm sorry. I now see why Ruby thinks it's cute when you get worked up about something." Weiss folded her arms, her attempts at hiding a blush not effective as her cheeks pinked. "It means a lot to me that you're getting this upset and it's not because I'm spiteful. It shows that you care, and you can argue that you always have, but it's not that obvious to people on the outside looking in when I keep seeing you rebuff my sister's affection."
Weiss averted her gaze, a shame creeping right through her as Yang felt her tense up. "I didn't mean for it to come off so cold. It's just..."
"Don't explain yourself. You don't have to mirror a relationship like mine and Blake's and clearly whatever you're doing is working magic on my sister. I'm glad, that under the many rants, insults, and scorning, there is love."
"Is that what you were afraid of, that I didn't love Ruby?"
"A combination of yes and no. I said this when I was jokingly threatening you back when you two went on a date behind my back, but I meant it when I said to take care of my sister's heart, especially after a certain point of no return if you catch my drift. You're her first and any damage you might do will carry on to every relationship after and it's peace of mind that she's in good hands."
Yang being real for a moment was weird to her, and it seems Weiss was not used to the honest ambiance with the blonde's usual bubbly nature. "That's... that's hard to argue against something so magnanimous in nature, but you should know that I'm going to makes mistakes. We both are. One could argue that's what makes you and Blake so compatible is because of what happened in the past. But I have unwavering loyalty to her. If I have anything to say about it, I will have her be my first and only."
Yang felt her heart swimming with relief after hearing the heiress words. She may be a novice to the dating scene, but is clearly wise beyond her years. Intelligent enough to anticipate the roadblocks she may face, but not cynical enough to forgo loving Ruby. "That's what I like to hear."
Weiss warmed up as Yang gave a hard slap to the shoulders, the heiress not fond of heavy physical contact, but glad that it was friendly in comparison of what Yang was capable of. "Speaking of unusual, Blake isn't around. I predicted that neither of you would be leaving the room the first night... or days."
"Blake convinced me to give you and whoever has to change the sheets a break. That and possible property damage, but she's taking a shower. Pro-tip, Weiss. Don't become predictable. Blake knows I want to join her, but she doesn't know when. I think some deliverance of punishment is in order for what she was pulling on Bumblebee, that which she is not expecting when I pull her back in the shower after she toweled off. With a lone towel covering her, I can strip her of it and begin..."
Weiss placed her hand fiercely over the blonde's mouth. "This is what Ruby talks about when it's too much information. Mind if we talk about anything else. Preferably anything not pertaining to this so-far stressful vacation."
With Yang having the first positive interaction with the heiress in over a week, she was sharp enough when to pull the pestering punch. "Alright..." the blonde taking a peek at her scroll, "help me kill another ten minutes. Blake should be out by then." Weiss' neurotics pacified as the two ladies were having a welcoming typical conversation amongst teammates.
*-Weiss-*
"Oh my goodness, Yang. You can stop right there. Anymore of Ruby as a child, I think I'd rather hear that from her. The versions from her will be quite different and less grotesque," Weiss demanded, both applauded by the story, but contented with how comfortable Yang was with sharing stories of her growing up with Ruby.
"Fine, I'll stop, but you ask Ruby the same thing, compare, and decide which story has the full details. I guarantee that there will be a few key specifics left out on purpose," Yang humorously pointed out, Weiss almost forgetting how her smile looked after a week of not seeing it. The brawler took another look at her scroll. "Blake's probably drying. I best not disappoint her by not coming. Get it." Weiss frowned at the tasteless joke, wishing she had an apple to throw at the blonde. With the air so positively constructive, the heiress couldn't help but dig into the brawler.
"Ruby is probably wondering where I am too. She has been begging me to tend her rose garden." Weiss so confident with her wit was beaming a smirk until she saw the smile turn upside down for Yang.
"Weiss, come on. Too soon." The blonde walked away, hands digging in her pockets with her head downcast. "You should know better."
"Yang... it was..." the heiress unable to find her voice to apologize, unsure of what to apologize with. "I thought we were having a good time," Weiss confused and dejected with how the blonde left with such a vexed expression.
Weiss didn't see a reason to stay out any longer, making her way back to the house, as frustrated as ever with how effectively she was able to dismantle the mood. "I'll consider that one step forward and half a step back. I guess that's what I get for trying to mimic her humor when the wounds are still fresh."
"Yang! You fiend!" an elated scream came from the direction of the guest house, the heiress' spine scrawling initially, only to have her attitude sour as she connected the moans to the Faunus and couple's lovemaking.
"Now I don't know if she was kidding or not, the woman the definition of tease. I'll air on the side of caution and assume I and her are still not there yet. At least hearing them isn't as disturbing as if Ruby were to. Speaking of which, I could surprise her too if she's still in the bathroom. If I hurry, I can be the one to initiate this time."
Weiss picked up her pace, boots in a fervor clamor as they rushed to the door. With her target in sight, she tiptoed to the door, hoping that her girlfriend was distracted by television to keep her element of surprise. She was inching her ear to the door, when a voice came from behind her.
"Miss Schnee," the heiress yelping in terror as the man's voice scared her out of her boots. "My apologies for startling you, but your father has requested that you meet him in his study before you turn in for the night."
Weiss did not like where this was going, past experiences of being called to his office was a prison sentence that lasted only a few minutes, but felt like life times. As a child growing up, the plush leather chair that sat opposite of him might as well have been electrified, each lecture puncturing her ego as her father would go on about supposed life lessons and values that she was ignoring. As she got older, and realizing everything that was fed to her was not her beliefs, it was a way to organize her day as he droned on about something until he caught on, now making Weiss repeat what has been said afterward.
This time was different, the heiress knowing exactly why she was being called in, her mind preparing its defenses for whatever her father might throw at her. Outside her father's study, she stood before the door frame, the wooden panel stretching to the ceiling, making her feel small again as she had as a child. Part of her wanted to walk away and not even deal with him, but knew she couldn't if she were to safeguard the company's future. She turned the brass handle and entered, Weiss irritated that no matter what home she stayed at, he had to have some den to his own.
Swords of all types lined the walls, a small collection of taxidermied insects, including rapier wasps, on display and a quiet humming of a water filter in the aquarium on the opposite side of the desk. Her father peered over his monitor with the new individual in the room. "Weiss, please take a seat."
"I think I'll stand if that is alright with you," Weiss authoritatively standing her ground, her father's brow growing as furrowed as hers.
"Fine. I won't argue with you on that considering how defiant you've been since you've left home." Her father pulled himself out of his chair, a cane in his hand, end menacingly pointed at her face. "You really are making it hard to tell the investors that the company has a future past me. The board is going to flip when they get word that my daughter is a lesbian."
"Glad to see your true colors, Father. I wish you just had the backbone to tell that to Ruby's face while we were at dinner instead of henpecking her along with Mother," fire emitted from Weiss mouth, her barely able to contain herself in front of Ruby. The leader tried her best to calm the heiress down after the fact, but her natural gullibility was protecting her from what was happening at the table, her parents hoping to plant the seed of doubt that she didn't belong.
"You know why I have a problem with it. Well, multiple problems with it, but the central one being she's some lucky brat that somehow fell into Schnee orbit. Really, all of this wealth couldn't bring you to find someone with at least some of the class you're brought up with. Also, your ancestors would be proud for impeding the possible lineage of the company. You know it has to be a Schnee to take the helm and your sister could have the same complications as your mother."
"Oh just put it all out on the table. Let's clear the air here and get down to why so we can agree to disagree and get some shut eye!" Weiss, now irritated was giving her ultimatum, having only stomached her parents for a few hours was more than enough for one month.
"Fine. That girl is dragging your attention away from the company," he argued back, waving his cane as he was demonstrating his predictions. "I don't know what kind of spell she has on you, but the company will be thrown into anarchy if you leave to gallivant with some commoner trash."
"You should have thought of that before settling with two kids with such a narrow urethra, I mean, because her tubes were blocked," she fired out, Weiss not proud she picked low hanging fruit, but was satisfying none the less.
"Don't get snippy with me. We tried to have more, but you and Winter were at much as your mother's uterus could muster. You should be so lucky to even be alive." Weiss felt that sicking feeling in her stomach as the comment brushed passed her ears. "The company knows I'm retiring soon. I've made it prevalent for the past few years. This huntress idea had it's benefits with full disclosure of you coming back after graduating, but that girl has her own agenda and judging from dinner, you're willing to join her."
"And so what if I am. There was no clause in my birth that makes me want to control the company anyways. Don't get me wrong, I do. I love the company more than you think, but unlike you, I don't intend on giving up anything. You say it's impossible to work around that clause, I'll find a way. If time is what I need then I have plenty of it. You need to back off or this conversation will spill out into the public and I don't think your PR department can clean it up."
Weiss would have had trouble cutting through the tension with Myrtenaster, the daughter and father in a stare down for the ages, as if the first one to blink wins the argument. "Blackmailing your father. You are shaping up to be a Schnee, that's for sure. You won't hear anymore about it from me, but you are on thin ice. No more stepping out of line, agreed?"
With all the pawns in play, Weiss knew she was still unable to make a move that would set her on top. She looked at his pale hand, the idea of calling a truce a massive loss at this point. Still, she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction to any degree, the heiress turning to the door. Before exiting, she did give him an answer, just not to his question. "Night, Father."
Weiss stormed out of the office, hoping to cool down before she reached her room, but she threw herself on the bed. Ruby, already in her pajamas, slid her body across the spread, the heiress choosing to keep her eyes closed, not wanting to look at the earnest gray eyes as Ruby was hovering above her. "I was just about to text you, but I could take a guess where you were."
"I have some miserable luck to be in these circumstances," Weiss complained, the exhausted tone in her voice prompting Ruby to prop her girlfriend up against her chest, her small, yet strong hands, taking their places on her back. The leader's digits worked into the tense muscles, the heiress afraid that her stress was going to cause some sort of medical issue if she were unable to unwind.
"Girlfriend talk, can we talk about it?" Ruby invoking the one resolute rule of honesty that was foundation of their relationship, but Weiss was not in the mood and didn't have the energy at this point to give her the full rundown of how increasingly complicated her life will become.
"Girlfriend talk, after vacation, if that's alright with you. No reason to have what's swimming in my head be in yours when we're supposed to be relaxing," Weiss imparted, the leader humming her response as she kept working her fingers along the heiress' body. As Ruby continued, she could feel the garbled noise in her head quiet, not knowing if she was going to sleep or her girlfriend had another special talent. Weiss re-tensed up again as her lover's pair of lips nipped her neck. "Not tonight, I'm not in the mood."
"Oh. So-sorry," Ruby stammered out, Weiss feeling immediately guilty as she felt her words hit the leader's heart. The heiress knew what she was up to, and not wanting to discourage behavior like this for the rest of the trip, grabbed Ruby's hand and placed a kiss on the back of it. She pulled harder, the leader following her partner's influence as her lips trailed up her slender arm until her body had snaked to meet the heiress' face, Weiss leaning in for an ardent kiss.
"Tomorrow, I promise that if you keep me thoroughly distracted, this scene will have a to be continued," Weiss lowly spoke, her own lust laced in her words, Ruby's eyes lighting up at the response. "Go grab my nightgown. I need my beauty sleep."
"You can count on me." Ruby jumped off her. Before Weiss had her dress off, her girlfriend already had her nightwear. The heiress smirked, the enthusiasm of her girlfriend often times contagious. Even as Ruby helped her strip, Weiss was finding it hard not to smile at her partner's zeal. The heiress found undressing in front of her still slightly bashful, but nice that she doesn't have to duck into another room to get ready when it's just Ruby.
The couple jumped into bed, the leader spooning her as Weiss was afraid she'd have a frown all night as she was sleeping. That feeling dissolved as her girlfriend enveloped her as much as she could with her small frame, her nose buried deep in her white mane, her rhythmic breathing ticking the small hairs on her nape. "One day, I'll have to make a decision about my future, but that day isn't today. Till then, I don't see why I can't indulge myself in my passions. Passions like being a huntress, enjoying my youth... loving Ruby."