Golden Thorns Chapter Twenty-five

If he remembered correctly it was just around this corner- three students passed him wearing dark uniforms. One had grey hair, the second had dark skin and the third looked a little old to be a student in his humble opinion. But they ignored him so he ignored them. He carried on round the corner to find Ruby standing there looking a little forlorn. "Hey!" he called out to her.

"Huh? Oh hey Coran, what's up?" she asked as she snapped out of her daze.

"Nothing much, just had an interesting encounter with your sister." She looked horrified.

"Oh my god are you okay? YA-" she started to shout

"I'm fine Ruby, is Weiss around?" he interrupted. He didn't really want to get beaten up so far from a change of clothes.

"Oh, yeah, I'll get her for you." She spun round and entered her room. He leant patiently against the wall, closed his eyes and let his semblance do its thing. He heard muffled voices.

"Back so soon ruby?" that was Weiss alright.

"No I ran into some people." Ruby that time.

"Figuratively or literally this time." A voice he didn't recognise, Blake's maybe? Good.

"Oh, um, y'know… both…" Ruby again, "oh Weiss! Coran's outside."

"He's what?!" Weiss again.

"Hey I just met him!" obviously Yang that time.

"Why is he here?" Weiss said.

"Wait, who're we talking about" that other voice. Blake's.

"Oh he's just a friend of mine. Ruby did he say why he was here? And how do you know him?"

"He said he was looking for you, or whether you were around or something."

Footsteps. Heels. Weiss. He opened his eyes just as the door swung inward and the heiress stepped out. "What are you doing here, Coran?"

"Just came by for a little catch up. How are you?" he said innocently. She brandished that accusing finger in his face.

"Don't mess with me Silverthorne. You're an introvert. You don't go actively seeking conversation unless there is a specific reason." She said as the door closed.

"Okay fine, you didn't show up to practice yesterday."

"I'm sorry, okay. Goodwitch made us clean up after the food fight and we were there most of the evening."

"Never mind that. I wanted to know whether you had had a chance to talk to Blake yet." Coran said, this was the reason that he had come. "I must admit I was beginning to think that you'd forgotten."

"Okay, Coran this is quite a sensitive subject. We have our own problems that we are trying to work out at the minute. And besides, you can speak. Why not just ask her yourself?" she answered impatiently.

"Weiss, you said you'd help me."

"You cannot seriously be attempting to use my guilt to manipulate me. I let you down four years ago but using it against me in this way is just petty." She spun on her heel and walked back through the door, slamming it behind her.

Coran was left dumbstruck in the corridor, staring at the portal into RWBY's room. He dug around in his pockets for a pen and scrap of paper, wrote a quick message, stuffed it through the small letterbox in the door and went back to his room. If she didn't want to help him then fine. He could deal. He was used to doing things by himself.