Of Sunsets And Night Skies
Chapter Thirty-Six: You're My Ten
Bumblebee
Author's note: All credit for this story idea goes to Reddit user /u/HazelBunny on the RWBY sub.
It was a beautifully sunny Sunday at Beacon, and the majority or students were taking this opportunity to get in some much needed relaxation and downtime. For most students, the upswing in training on top of a strict curriculum at one of the best schools in Remnant had them eagerly looking forward to such a day off, and team RWBY was no different.
Weiss, true to her nature, was still buried in books. However, they were fashion magazines, and not the usual study material that she perused at any given opportunity. She was leaning up against the headboard of her bed, magazine in her lap and a glass of ice water in her hand.
Ruby had decidedly forsaken anything even remotely related to school, and had even put off cleaning her beloved weapon. Instead, she laid on her stomach on Weiss' bed playing video games on a handheld gaming device, an untouched plate of chocolate chip cookies forgotten on the bed beside her.
Yang was a bit more restless with the downtime, but had decided to enjoy it as best she could. Sitting on the window sill next to their open window, she leaned back against the frame and closed her eyes as the sun beat down on her face. It was a gentle warmth that relaxed her muscles and seemed to soak up all the stresses of the past few weeks, and she never noticed her partner creep up beside her.
"You look like you're enjoying yourself."
Yang opened her eyes and turned toward her raven-haired partner, offering her a crooked grin.
"The sun is nice, Blakey." Yang said, gesturing to the Faunus. "You should come join me."
The raven-haired girl gently set down the book in her hand before folding her arms across her chest and leaning on the window sill beside Yang. Sharp golden eyes surveyed the campus below as they picked out the other students against the bright green grass and almost too-white stone courtyard.
Yang followed her gaze, looking down at the students from her high vantage point.
They were silent for a while as the gentle breeze flowing in through the window whispered through locks of blonde and black.
Unable to sit still or silent for very long, however, Yang unfolded one arm to point out the window, down at a particular student crossing the courtyard.
"See him down there?" Yang asked, violet eyes sliding over to her partner just in time to see sharp golden orbs snap to where she was pointing.
"Yeah...?"
Yang smirked. "He's about a seven, wouldn't you say?"
Blake turned her head to look at her partner, confusion wrinkling her nose ever so cutely.
"A seven... what?" She asked. Yang raised an eyebrow as golden eyes widened in recognition. Blake turned back to the student below, narrowing her eyes ever so slightly.
"Really, Yang?" She asked flatly. "Objectifying people and rating them based on physical appearances?"
Yang was silent, baiting her partner.
Sharp, dark golden eyes narrowed, then Blake huffed. "He's more like a four." She replied finally, giving in to Yang's little game.
Yang grinned, looking away from her partner and back out the window.
"Aaaaand he's a three. Wow. I did not know you could be that short!"
"Yang!" Blake slapped Yang on the knee, eyes darkening at Yang's rude comment. Yang merely chuckled, waving Blake off.
"Relax, Blakey. I'm not gonna say it to his face!"
Blake, at a loss for words, looked out the window. After a moment, she pointed down at a figure walking across the yard.
"I'd say he's an easy eight." Blake said softly. "Tall, long blonde hair, well built... "
Yang glanced sideways at her partner, cocking one eyebrow at the description.
"Oh, so that's your type, eh?"
Golden eyes blinked once, twice, then widened slightly.
"Err... no. He's just traditionally handsome, is all... "
Yang considered making a comment about Jaune, but a figure down below caught her eye.
"Ooh, ooh! She's at least as seven point five. I mean, look at those tittays!"
Blake slapped a hand to her face, cheeks reddening as Yang's exclamation drew the temporary attention of Weiss and Ruby.
"Seriously? Girls too?"
Yang frowned, eyebrows furrowing over serious lilac eyes.
"That's an awfully judgmental tone coming from someone of an entirely different race."
Blake looked taken aback at the loss of moral highground, and for a moment she floundered as to what to say.
"No, I- that's not... I-"
Yang laughed, reaching out to pat Blake on the shoulder.
"I'm just messing with ya Blake."
Blake was silent for a moment, bow twitching sporadically.
"I... I didn't mean it like that, I just thought... I didn't know you looked at girls like that."
Yang glanced sideways at her partner, catching the blush that was rising to her cheeks.
"What's it matter if I do?" Yang asked matter-of-factly.
"It doesn't."
Yang resumed people-watching, silence reigning between them for a while until Yang lazily raised her arm and pointed out another girl.
"Her." Yang said. "Long dark hair, wide hips. Seems like a quiet, bookish type. Bet she'd be an absolute freak in bed. That's a nine if I've ever seen one."
Yang looked at her partner from the corner of her eye, noting the way she bit her lip as she slightly bowed her head, saying nothing.
Reaching over, Yang nudged Blake with her elbow.
"C'mon Blake, what's your girl type?"
Blake refused to make eye contact with her partner, instead choosing to stare steadfastly out the window.
"What makes you think I have one?"
Yang hummed softly.
"It's pretty simple to me." Yang said. "You're either attractive to me, or you aren't. Gender doesn't really have a place in that equation."
Blake was quiet for a long time after that, and Yang was sure that their little game was over. Giving up, she leaned her head back against the window frame and closed her eyes.
Soft murmurs from Ruby and Weiss reached her ears, and she could almost feel herself dozing off until she was gently nudged awake by Blake.
"There." Blake nearly whispered this time, her long dark hair hanging over her shoulder and obscuring her face from view.
Yang followed her pointing, spotting a tall blonde haired girl walking through the grass.
"She's gorgeous. Tall, amazing figure. Probably cracks terrible jokes all the time, but genuinely cares about her friends."
Yang raised an eyebrow, waiting. Blake seemed finished though, so Yang spoke up.
"And?"
"And what?"
"What would you rate her?" Yang asked, watching the girl's hips sway as she walked away from them toward a set of double doors leading into the adjacent building.
"Oh!" Blake seemed to have forgotten. "She's an eight. Maybe eight and a half."
Yang laughed, pushing herself off the window sill.
"Something tells me you don't think anyone's a ten." Yang said, tilting her head side to side to work out the kinks in her neck. Blake didn't seem inclined to offer a reply, and Yang didn't wait for one.
"I'm gonna go to the cafeteria, I'll be back in a bit. Do you want anything while I'm down there?"
Blake didn't even look at her partner, still staring resolutely out the window as she shook her head.
"No thanks." Was her quiet, distant reply.
Yang thought briefly about asking what was up with her partner, but her growling stomach made her rethink her priorities.
More than likely just Blake being Blake.
Throwing a wave over her shoulder, she strode out of the room.
"Oh, hey Velvet!" Yang greeted, turning an apple over in her hand as she waved to the Faunus with the other.
"Mind if I join you?"
The brown haired girl gestured to the seat across from her, nodding.
"Please do." She spoke in that ever so pleasing accent.
Yang grinned, dropping into the seat across from her.
"Enjoying your day?" Yang asked, biting into her apple and humming appreciatively as juice flooded her mouth.
Velvet dipped her head once more, her Faunus ears dipping slightly with the movement as she wiped at her mouth with a napkin. Chewing slowly, she swallowed and licked her lips before replying.
"Absolutely." Her chocolate brown eyes shone with excitement as she waved her spoon around.
"Coco and I are heading into Vale after lunch to go shopping. She thinks I need to update my wardrobe, which is funny because we did that just a few months ago."
Yang rolled her eyes. "Well, that girl does like spending money, and I imagine she doesn't mind watching you change either."
Brown eyes widened in surprise at Yang's statement, and her soft bunny ears stood straight up.
"Excuse me?" Velvet asked, an almost unnoticeable tint discoloring her porcelain skin.
Yang opened her mouth to reply, always willing to stir up trouble, when her scroll vibrated in her pocket.
"Sorry, one sec." Yang said, reaching into her pocket and fishing it out.
Flipping it open, she saw it was a text from Blake.
'I think I found my ten.'
Underneath was an attached photo of Yang, taken from their dorm window, as she crossed the courtyard earlier on her way to the cafeteria.
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