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POV: RUBY ROSE

Chapter 35 – A Falling Blizzard

"W-Weiss, you can't be serious! That is hardly an apology! As a matter of fact that is far from it!" I scream as we walk down the hallway to the dorm room.

"It is an apology, Ruby. Yang will understand it . . . if anything she is the only person that will understand." Weiss sighs, keeping her eyes straight ahead with a look of seriousness written all over her face.

"Weiss, she is going to kill you, and you know that! What do you have to prove to her!?"

"I have EVERYTHING to prove to her, Ruby! If I can't handle this, what makes you think that she will ever trust me in the future!?"

I whimper, hearing the anger in Weiss voice. Watching as she takes out her scroll and opens the door. I close my eyes, knowing I will only need my ears for what is to transpire.

"Yang Xiao Long, we are going to-"

I blink, hearing Weiss pause, but still keeping my eyes closed, hoping that things do not get worst.

"Oh, uh . . . hey, Weiss!" I hear my sister respond in a nervous tone.

"Yang, of all the juvenile things you could do! Take off Blake's bra this instant!"

"Awww, I just wanted to see how much larger I am than my Kitty!"

"You imbecilic barbarian! Yang, you and I are going to have a match . . . and it will be right down your alley. It will be a Knockout stipulation match. I will be in the arena. It will be vacant until 11. It is currently 8:45, I expect you to be there, and not hold back . . ." I listen as Weiss walks to her closet and when I hear her footsteps approach the doorway I see her exiting with Myrtenaster on her hip.

"W-Weiss . . ." I whisper as she starts walking by me. My head dropping as she appears to pass right by me with that focused look on her face. It is only after I break my line of sight from her that I feel a hand reach out to lift my head up. Weiss is standing right in front of me with a smile on her face.

"Ruby . . . I need to do this. Your sister is a person to communicate with her fists . . . I will get through to her with her own language. Weiss leans in, kissing me right between the eyes before entering a brisk walking pace down the hallway to make her way towards the sparring arena.

"It's not her I need to worry about getting my words across to." I hear Weiss whisper while she walks down the hallway.

I go into the room, seeing my sister topless, at least for the moment since she is just getting on her black sports bra.

"Yang. D-Don't hurt her." I whimper as I walk up to my sister who is quickly getting dressed with an excited grin on her face.

"Are you kidding, Ruby? The last thing Weiss wants me to do is hold back! She wants to fight until one of us either gives up or drops. This isn't something I will hold back on!"

I can feel the heat radiating from my sister. She is excited. Far more excited than I have ever seen her, even to the point that she is shaking slightly from adrenaline.

"She had that look in her eye, Rubes. She had MY look in her eye. Whatever she went through to get her arm fixed, it must have smacked something around in that high-class head of hers because that isn't the look of the Weiss I know." Yang looks over her shoulder at me, her grin turning to a smirk. "That's the look of the Weiss that the guts to smack me this morning . . . and that's the Weiss I want to see more of."

"B-But why, Yang!? You can kill her in a knockout fight! That's your wheelhouse! Those are the same rules of The Pit! And you're undefeated in The Pit! . . . Don't do this Yang . . . please." I can feel tears swelling in my eyes. I recall the day I took Yang's left hook and was out for a few days. That day I could have . . . no, I would have lost Weiss to my sister's overprotective nature.

"Rubes . . . Weiss challenged me. You think I will ever back down? And as for 'why' I want to see more of this Weiss . . . it's simple. That's the Weiss I want to be around when it comes time to protect my baby sis. I came to a resolve today that I will support the two of you no matter what, but it seems Weiss doesn't want it to be that way. She wants to prove to me without a doubt that she is capable of protecting you." Yang smirk turns into her serious scowl. "This is more than just a match Ruby. Weiss and I are having this fight over the right to protect you."

My eyes widen and I begin thinking back on Weiss' words 'I have everything to prove to her'. Since Weiss and I left the Eastern Dormitories she has been acting different. Claiming she needs to become stronger if she wants to protect me.

What did Cinder to do her in there that Weiss felt so powerless? That has her so on edge that she feels the need to fight my sister right after getting her arm fixed? Weiss isn't under any form of manipulation . . . I know how Weiss is, and even though she is acting slightly out of character. This is still the determined Weiss I know. The Weiss that refuses to give up because of that overly stubborn nature of hers, but she does not need to fight my sister to protect me.

"Yang, why do you two need to fight? You just said that you support the two of us fully." My voice is much calmer now. I realize that I cannot stop them from trying to destroy each other, but at the very least I can try to understand what it is that makes them both so set in their ways. Especially Weiss who knows she has no chance of beating Yang, from their very first argument Weiss knew that her only advantage over Yang was within a debating situation, and in any physical battle it was a simulated loss each time.

"Ruby." Yang whispers as she takes Ember Celica from her drawer and places them on her forearms in their lightweight bracer form. "There comes a time when a person realizes they can't just sit back and let others come to their aid, even at the smallest signs of danger . . . it makes them feel weak-"

. . . B-By going over there I made Weiss feel weak?

"-and being weak is a feeling nobody enjoys. I'm sure Weiss is happy you went there to help her out, but I bet when you arrived she was perfectly fine. Probably resting up, and in a panic you wake her up from her dream. I'm sure she was elated to see you, but after that moment registers . . . there is no other way to look at it, except that you don't think she is capable of handling herself. And if you don't think she can handle herself . . . then sure as hell I don't think she can handle herself, or even protect you if she can't protect herself. That's Weiss' mindset right now, Ruby."

"Y-Yang . . . how did you know that she was fine when I got there?" I look at my sister, completely dumbfounded that she interpreted the whole situation without even getting a single word on it.

"Ruby, when it comes to being challenged to a fight, and reading the look in someone's eye when they challenge me, I am the best there is." Yang's places on a black tanktop and takes off her short shorts to replace them with grey jogging pants. "That look Weiss gave me wasn't of hate or anything . . . it was the same look she gave me early today, and that look was screaming to me 'I am more than capable of taking care of Ruby' and if that's how she wants to settle this . . . then so be it."

Yang walks over to Blake's mini-fridge, taking out a can of her favorite energy drink, Monster Energy. She keeps it in her hand as she starts to walk out the door, and I quickly follow behind. Yang is more determined than ever, and although I love it when she is determined for a fight, this is the one fight I wish she wasn't so ready for

As Yang turns the corner I pause. Realizing that this entire time I have been worried for Weiss. Not for a single moment when Weiss said she wants to challenge Yang did I show Weiss that I believed she could win. My only responses were for her not to fight Yang, and further demoralizing my girlfriend by saying she will get destroyed.

Weiss wasn't planning on fighting Yang initially. Weiss wanted to see just how much I believe in her combat abilities, and I made the mistake of being far too worried. Weiss is about to fight Yang to prove that she can protect herself, and protect me, but she's not trying to prove it to Yang . . . Weiss is trying to prove it to me.

Ruby you goofed. You've really done it this time! Weiss is going to get destroyed and . . . No, it's because you think she is going to get destroyed that this is going on. I shouldn't be asking Yang to hold back, I should be encouraging Weiss to go into overdrive.

I quickly rush around the corner that Yang went from earlier. I sprint down the steps to get out of the Dormitory and use my semblance the moment I step outside to go into the combat training building. As I enter I look up at a sigh that points towards where the tunnel entrance to the sparring arena is. Rushing my way into the arena I am happy to see they are not starting yet, as a matter of fact, they are seconds from starting. Yang already has Ember Celica in their gauntlet form, and Weiss has Myrtenaster drawn and is already in her fencing stance.

"W-Wait!" I scream as I run in from the entrance tunnel. The two turn their heads to the side to look at me as I disappear in a flurry of rose petals and appear right between them, panting from the heavy sprint I had to enter to get here just in time.

"Ruby, I'm not going to back down . . . so please, don't try to stop me from facing your sister." Weiss whispers. I can hear Myrtenaster being holstered while I try to catch my breath, my hands on my knees, and my white tips blocking my sight of the two of them.

"I wasn't . . . going . . . to say . . . that" I pant between words. After a few heavy breaths I stand upright. Looking from Yang to Weiss, two of the most important people in my life.

"Then what is there to say, Ruby?" Weiss asks me, a faint trace of annoyance in her tone.

"Yang . . . I'm sorry." I whisper to my sister as I walk over to Weiss and claim her lips in a gentle kiss. I place my hands on her shoulders, holding her close to me as our lips lock. I refrain from sending my tongue into her lips . . . I don't want her mind fogged up before her match. "Kick her ass, Weiss . . . After today you and I will start training harder than ever. I won't let you get stronger without me."

"Ugh! About time you figured it out, Ruby . . . sheesh, do you know how hard it was to spin that tall tale that she has something to prove to me? Sheesh! She proved herself to me this morning!" Yang groans out at how slow I was on the uptake.

"Well you're about to have a much harder time, Yang." I tease, giving Weiss one more kiss. Weiss has a large blush on her lips as I pull away the second time, and turns her head after I catch her softened stare.

"I didn't ask for your support, Dolt . . ." She pouts at me. I love it when she calls me a dolt.

"Tsundere~!" I hear a voice call out, and when I look towards one of the front row seats I see Blake sitting there and gesturing me over.

"Say that again and I will get a Doberman you delinquent!" Weiss shouts at Blake while I dash over and hop up the high wall, barely grasping the edge and climbing over with minor assistance from Blake.

"Blake, how did you know we were here?" I ask while leaning against the wall to get as close a look I can to the oncoming battle.

"I was in the bathroom . . . honestly, Yang wasn't trying on my bra . . . We were experimenting a bit and well . . ."

"Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!"

"I was topless, my bra was the closest, and since I am faster I ran in the bathroom and she put on my bra to play it off . . ."

"I didn't need to know that!" I groan.

"I moved your sex-scented clothing last night . . . you will listen to every detail I have to say, whenever I want to say it, Little Red." Blake smirks at me, and I slam my head against the top of the wall in defeat.

"Here I come, Weiss!" I hear Yang scream. My eyes dart to the two of them. Knowing Weiss she will keep her distance since Yang is way deadlier at close range.

"Weiss is going in close." Blake whispers to me.

"What? No way. Weiss is not a-" I pause a moment. Weiss is doing this to prove a point to me. Going in close and beating Yang in Yang's comfort zone is the biggest statement Weiss could make. Blake is right, Weiss will be going in close.

I watch as my sister takes off for Weiss, and Weiss forms a glyph below her that accelerates her straight towards Yang like an ice skater. I watch in awe as she swirls around Yang. Appearing and disappearing with lighting quick speed, but that ends the moment Yang supercharges her semblance.

Yang is at her best when she is determined, and when she is at her best she is capable of exerting a very concentrated amount of aura with her semblance that it acts as powerful repelling force. That is exactly what happens now, and Weiss goes backflipping through the air, using her glyphs to adjust her rotation and land gracefully on her feet, but with my sister already several feet from striking distance.

Their exchange begins with Weiss blocking my sister's first punch. Each punch being tapped away by Myrtenaster, but Weiss needing to backtrack to keep just enough distance to be able to keep blocking and smacking away the sword.

Deep in the back of my mind I feel Weiss will lose, but I don't let those thoughts come to surface. I believe in my girlfriend, no matter who she faces, I believe that she will do what it takes to win . . .

My heart sinks when I see Yang smack Myrtenaster out of Weiss' hand, leaving Weiss standing in complete shock from being disarmed.

"You forfeit, Weiss?" I hear Yang's voice echo against the high ceiling of the arena.

"Not a chance, Yang. You'll need to knock me out" Weiss scowls.

I am surprised to see Yang immediately wind up her right hand for her most powerful punch, and Weiss appears to be surprised too, because all she does is raise her hands and close her eyes to brace herself for the hit.

"Shit." I hear Blake whisper, but my eyes are locked on to what is about to happen.

Move, Weiss . . . duck it . . . do SOMETHING! I cry out in my head. All of my worries beginning to surface within what are the ending seconds of the fight.

I watch as Yang's arm glows a bright orange while she delivers the punch, but the moment it gets close to passing Weiss' left hand, a large, blue glyph forms – the glyph Weiss forms using Myrtenaster to propel herself, and instead Yang's punch bounces off the randomly appearing Glyph and sends my sister flying several yards back.

What just happened!? H-How did Weiss do that without Myrtenaster!?

Weiss looks down at her left hand in shock, then back at Yang. I think all four of us are completely amazed at what just happened, and Weiss deciding it may be best to test this new phenomenon out further, extends her left hand and begins to focus her aura.

"Not a chance Weiss! Whatever the hell that was! You're not using it again!"

Yang screams while firing Ember Celica at Weiss in a rapid barrage of buckshots. I watch as Weiss stands there calmly, moving her hand to block off each shell, making them bounce off a small glyph that is centimeters from her palm. The shells ricocheting off of the glyph and flying several yards before exploding after hitting the ground.

It's at this moment that I see a sight that scares me beyond anything.

Weiss' eyes are glowing a crystal blue, and the stance she is taking while blocking each shot.

It is exactly how that woman . . . Cinder . . . was blocking my shots from Crescent Rose.

Hm . . . I don't think that's a good sign . . . Is it?