Chapter 29
Two of team ABRN's members rolled away in a giant ball of ice, making their leader go to their aid. That was the moment for team RWBY. Blake threw her weapon at Yang, while she held onto the ribbon. Said ribbon was stretched out. Weiss was then pulled back on the ribbon like a sling shot. She created a glyph to hold her there for a moment. RWBY was behind her smiling, "Who's reckless now?" Her leader asked.
"Quiet you," Weiss said, she needed to focus. She released the glyph, which sent her flying towards the rest of team ABRN. She focused her semblance, then summoned the great blade. By the time ABRN saw the sword it was to late, it swung into them sending them flying out of the ring.
The buzzer rang signaling the matches end, "And with that team RWBY is victorious."
"We did it?" Weiss asked.
"Way to go guys," Weiss looked towards the source of the cheering. In the stands was Sora cheering for their victory. She looked down blushing.
Later
Weiss's face was red with frustration. She tried to pay for her friend's lunch, but her card was declined. The only explanation was her father, he had cut her off for some reason. She clenched her fists, this was outrageous even for him. She did nothing wrong, she hadn't spoken to him in months, so there was way she offended him… Does he know you have a crush?
Weiss shook her head of that thought. No, he didn't know, he couldn't have known. Even with his influence he couldn't know about Sora. And she was determined to make sure he would never know. Her father would never accept Sora, because he was nothing like him. She knew one day, her father would try to pair her up with someone who would keep the business as it was and continue Jacques' legacy, not the Schnee's legacy, Jacques'. Weiss knew that day was coming, she just hoped she could find a solution to that problem before it came. She knew her father's solution; getting rid of any potential suitors who would catch Weiss's eye… Weiss let her father control many aspects of her life, so she could survive under his thumb, but he wasn't going near Sora. That was someone she would protect.
Weiss and her team entered the stadium, they wanted to cheer on JNPR and SSSN. They went into the student seating which gave them front row seats.
"Hey guys," RWBY looked down to see team SFHR.
"We saved you a spot," Heather called. As they approached, Yang noticed something. She grinned.
"Come on Ruby let's sit here," Yang grabbed her sister and sat in two seats, "Blake how about you sit over there." Blake immediately saw what Yang was doing. So, she sat where Yang suggested. When Weiss looked at the only seat remaining, she blushed. It was right next to Sora after a few seconds she sat next to the spikey-haired boy.
"Hey, Weiss, you did a great job during your match," Sora praised. Weiss played with her skirt. Sora was just being nice, why was she so flustered.
"You also did adequately during your match," Weiss said, hiding her blush.
"I'll take that as a complement," Sora smiled. He then held up a sea-salt ice cream bar, "I ordered an extra by mistake, do you want it?"
"Well," Weiss said, "I suppose it will keep me refreshed for a while." She accepted the ice cream bar. Weiss sat and relax, right now, she was happy, and she would enjoy as much as she could. Before her father would someday come to take it away.
Elsewhere
Roxas starred out the window. He was wondering where Xion went. Sitting on the desk was a note he had found the week before.
Roxas
I'm sorry I left without telling you. But I keep thinking about the breech, all those people. I need to understand some things, I'm not telling you because I'm not telling the organization. I don't want you in trouble. I need to know why? Why did those people die? Why are we serving the organization? Why are we looking for the shards? I promise I'll come back when I finally understand everything and tell you. But right now, just survive. You are my best friend and Axel too.
Sincerely, Xion
Roxas told SAIX about Xion's disappearance. Needless to say, he didn't take the news well. Roxas was ordered to remain at Beacon for the time being. He wasn't allowed to look for Xion. He wondered if Axel was told the same thing. Roxas understood what Xion was thinking. Yes, they wanted answers and purpose, but the organization never really cared about them. He didn't know what they even saw them as. But they made it clear how they saw the innocent people of Vale. He took in a breath, what was he going to do?
"Looks like all of us are going to the double rounds," Sora said, he and Weiss were walking around the fairgrounds after the match.
Weiss sighed, "I think I dodged a bullet with Neptune. He just flirts with every girl he sees."
Sora laughed, "Yeah I don't understand guys like him. When you go on a date with someone, it's better when it's someone you deeply care for."
Weiss looked at him. She knew he was speaking from experience. His experience with Kairi. Weiss thought about the deceased girl. She saw a picture of her before. She was pretty, and from what Riku told her, she was nice and fun. Sora really liked her. That thought stung her. She knew he still loved her. And that was fine, that was fair. She had no right to force him to move on. She wanted to talk about something else, but what? She noticed one of the booths, had a bunch of stuffed animals. She noticed a particular plush toy, then giggled.
Sora immediately noticed, "What's so funny?"
"That hedgehog," Weiss pointed to the stuffed brown toy, "It looks just like your hair."
"Ha ha," Sora laughed sarcastically. He looked at the stuffed hedgehog, it's hair was sticking out all over. Sora looked at the game. It was a balloon popping game. Sora smiled then pulled out some lien, "I'd like a turn please."
"Sure, thing kid," the booth owner gave him four darts. Sora popped three balloons, now he could get any stuffed animal he wanted, "I'd like the hedgehog, please."
The owner gave him the prize. Weiss gave him a strange look, "You actually wanted it?"
"No," Sora turned and held it out to Weiss, "I'm giving it to you."
"What?" Weiss asked shocked.
"You're the one who always makes fun of my hair, now you have something to remind you of me and my hair," Sora smiled. Weiss looked at him, then the hedgehog, then she started laughing.
"Fine," she accepted it, "I'll name him Sora junior."
"Say that again," Sora said, then the two laughed. Weiss was having so much fun, she didn't think her day could get better. Then the sound of airship engines caught her attention. She looked up to see a ship with four banners swaying in the wind.
"That's an interesting ship decoration," Sora noticed.
Weiss smiled, "She's here."
"Who?" Sora asked looking back at Weiss.
"My sister," She grabbed Sora's hand, "Come on I'll introduce you." She ran all the way to the docks basically dragging Sora with her. Winter was at Beacon! One of the only family who genuinely loved her. She wanted to see her, she wanted Sora to see her. Then Weiss slowed down when Winter was in sight. Would Winter want to see Sora?
"Weiss?" Sora asked. Weiss looked at Sora, then at Winter. She took in a breath, it would be alright. Winter wouldn't hurt Sora.
"Winter," Weiss shouted. She ran towards her sister, Sora in tow, "Winter, I'm so happy to see you." Then she remembered her manners, "Oh. Uh, your presence honors us." She did curtsy, which probably would have looked more dignified if she wasn't holding a stuffed hedgehog.
"Hey," Sora said.
Winter approached, "Beacon. It's been a long time. The air feels, different."
"Well, it's fall, the air cools down," Sora said. Weiss slugged him in the arm.
"So, what are you doing here?"
"Classified."
"Of course, how long are you staying?"
"Classified!"
"Of course."
Sora had no idea what to do in this situation. Winter didn't talk much, but Weiss seemed happy.
"You're going to love it here," Weiss declared, "So much of Beacon is different from Atlas. Vale too. The government and school are completely separated, can you believe that-…"
"I'm more than aware about how this kingdom runs its… bureaucracy. That's not why I'm here."
"Right sorry," Weiss said looking down.
"Nor did I come here to watch my own blood fail so miserably in battle, but it seems I have no choice."
"But we won," Weiss defended.
"Only a novice would call that a victory, not only did you miss three strikes, but you summon is incomplete!" Weiss looked down at her hedgehog in shame.
"Excuse you?" Sora who was silent finally spoke, he was not happy at Winter's assessment, "Missed three strikes, incomplete summon. She won and you're acting like she was kicked out of Beacon."
"Sora…" Weiss said.
"Schnee's must strive for perfection." Winter said.
"There's no such thing as perfection," Sora stood his ground, "Plans can go wrong, things can change, and if you assume your first shot will always hit you're good as dead in a fight. And her summon is awesome, it's a giant sword!"
"Sora, it's alright," Weiss placed her hand on his shoulder. Sora was still mad, but he managed to calm down.
Winter raised her hand and her robot guards took a step back, "How have you been."
"Oh splendid, thank you for asking," Weiss perked up, "I am actually in the top ranking of our sparring class, the rest of my studies are going wonderfully too, and…"
"Silence you boob," Winter shouted. Winter resisted the urge to smack Weiss. Of course, she wouldn't put actually force into it; she wasn't her father. But that boy seemed protective of her sister… and Weiss seemed to have… I'll ask about that later, "I don't recall asking your ranking, I've asked how you've been? Are you eating properly? Have you taken up any hobbies? Are you making new friends?"
"Well, there's Sora," Weiss motioned.
"Isn't ranking part of how she's been?" Sora asked confused.
Winter raised an eyebrow, "What is your relationship with my sister?"
"We're just friends," Weiss blurted out suddenly, "I mean," she calmly spoke, "We are friends."
"I see…" Winter didn't buy, "Thank you for being my sister's friend Sora. I'm glad she has someone who wants to look out for her."
"No problem," Sora could not get a read on Winter, first she's a robot, then she makes a big deal over how she won, now she asks if Weiss has taken up hobbies. Did Winter care or not?
"I have business with the general and your headmaster," then she smiled, "but since I am early perhaps you'd like to show me your quarters."
"Really?" Weiss asked excited.
"Yes, I'd like to inspect them and make sure they're up to my personal standards."
"Of course," Weiss said as she and Winter began to walk towards Beacon, "Just so you know, the bunk beds only look unstable."
"Bunk… beds?"
"See you later Weiss," Sora called. Weiss smiled then look back and waved. Then she looked down at her toy. Then she looked at Winter.
"Winter…"
"Yes?"
"I've been wondering, have you heard of a man named Ansem?" Weiss asked.
Winter looked at her with a look, Weiss couldn't name, "Weiss, where did you hear that name?"
Before Weiss could answer. Something clanged behind the Schnee sisters.
"Hey." They turned around to see a man with black hair, standing in front of some wrecked robots and holding a headless one.
"Yeah, I'm talking to you, ice queen."
Weiss stomped over, she was not taking that nickname, least of all from someone she didn't know!
Snowbird. I am TalkingSalad12 and I approve this ship.
Finals are done, and I got the ball rolling with my story. You'll be seeing a lot of me the next few weeks.
