Sweetheart Day was a big deal around the Beacon campus as it was the traditional holiday when someone would buy a single rose for their secret crush to confess their feelings to. For Weiss and Yang, the day had been rather uneventful, much to Yang's disappointment and Weiss' relief. The RWBY teammates were heading back to their dorm after a quick sparring session, when they bumped into Pyrrha carrying an armload of roses.
"Wow, really popular this year…" Yang mused.
"Yes, well…it seems as if though there are lots of suitors who are interested in me," Pyrrha said bashfully. "I really had no idea I was this popular."
"Pfft, you're a total hottie!" Yang protested. "But the real question is, with all those roses, did you get the one from the person you really want it from?" she also asked, making Pyrrha blush as red as her scarlet hair.
"Well, um…I-I don't really know…I don't think so…" she stammered.
"Better you than me…" Weiss muttered under her breath. Pyrrha didn't seem to hear it, but Yang certainly did.
"I'm sure he'll come to his senses," Yang said encouragingly. "He's not that dense…"
"Jaune is…free to follow his own path," was Pyrrha's diplomatic answer. Weiss just rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"Even Fox can see how bad you have it for him," she added.
"Weiss! That's terrible!" Pyrrha countered, but Weiss merely shook her head.
"No, he literally can hear the change in your breathing and heartbeat whenever he's near. It's a bit disturbing, actually."
"Well…has anyone sent you any flowers?" countered Pyrrha, eager to change the subject. Jaune was still a touchy subject for her and despite Nora's urging, she had kept her feeling mostly to herself.
"Blake sent me one!" Yang beamed with pride. "And Cardin too, but I threw that one in the trash."
"And you, Weiss?" Pyrrha asked, but Weiss shrugged.
"No and frankly, I'm completely fine with that. I have no time to romance as it interferes with my Huntress studies." she said matter-of-factly, but Yang was not convinced.
"Riggggjttt. I think someone is just a bit salty that no cute boys have sent her any flowers." she said with a mischievous smirk. Weiss scurnched her face with irritation and with a self-righteous "Hmmph!" marched past Pyrrha and Yang straight to the RWBY dorm room. However, much to her surprise, when she swung the door open there was a single white rose laying on her pillow.
"Well I'll be a Grimm's butt…" Yang said with a big smile "looks like the Ice Queen has a secret admirer after all!"
Weiss' face contorted into shock and horror as he mind began to relay worst case scenarios on who her secret admirer could be - maybe Jaune fell back into old habits? Cardin? ….Professor Port?! Her stomach was in knots as she sat on the edge of her makeshift bunk bed and held the rose delicately in her hands.
"Are you okay? You look like you just swallowed a gallon of pond water," Yang said empathetically.
"I swear, if this is Jaune attempting to woo me again, I will freeze his manhood off so the Arc name stops with him!" Weiss grunted, drawing a laugh and a way-harder-than-it-should-have-been back slap from Yang.
"Go easy on the boy, will ya? He's about as dense as dust enhanced iron and about as smart too. If you don't respond to this flower, you'll be fine. Sweetheart Day is only one day of the year, so once today is done, you won't get any more roses. Not so bad, right?"
But in fact, the next day after classes, there was yet another white rose on Weiss' pillow. After angrily marching down the hall to JNPR's dorm and confronting Jaune, it became clear he was actually innocent in this, which only further confused Weiss.
"I just don't get it," she complained to Ruby that night as the team prepared for bed. "who is this person and why won't they make themselves known?"
"Well, uh, maybe they're just too nervous?" Ruby said, tightening the draw string on her flannel PJ pants. "You kinda give off an intimating vibe, Weiss."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" asked the Heiress. Ruby's eyes went wide as she didn't mean to incur the wrath of the Ice Queen, but thankfully Blake was there to save the day.
"What Ruby is trying to say is that you have a very…strong personality, Weiss. People have seen how you rejected Jaune at every turn, so you can understand why someone would be reluctant to come out publicly." she said, her calm, stoic wisdom once again helping to deescalate a situation between Ruby and Weiss.
Weiss said nothing at first, merely added the rose on her dresser next to the first one and quietly climbed into bed.
"Well, whoever they are, I hope they at least appreciate me for who I am and not what my name is." Weiss said.
"Time will tell," Blake said warmly. Yang shut off the lights and soon every team had retired to their bed.
The next morning came and Weiss had a plan to catch her admirer in the act. She told no one, lest word get out and it would spoil her devious strategy. The way her schedule worked, as soon as she finished Field Survival with Professor Peach, she had an hour before she had to be at Weapon Maintenance 101 with Port. As soon as the bell rang signifying that Peach's class had ended, Weiss hurriedly made her way to the RWBY dorm and quietly snuck in. No rose yet on her pillow, which was perfect - it meant she wasn't too late! Clutching Myrtenaster tightly, she snuck into the dorm's bathroom, keeping the door open just a crack and she waited.
She lost track of the time and she was about to give up, when she heard the dorm room door creak open. Yang and Blake's beds were blocking part of her view, so she could only see the lower half of her admirer. The plaid skirt and black tights meant it was definitely a woman, something that surprised Weiss but didn't reject the prospect entirely. Sure enough, the mysterious figure placed another white rose on her pillow case and Weiss struck. Pouncing like a rattlesnake, she quickly cast a glyph at the subject's feet that hoisted them upside down and hung them in the air like meat a butcher shop.
"Ah-ha!" Weiss yelled triumphantly, bounding from behind the bunk beds. "I found you now-RUBY?! You're my admirer?!"
"Ahhh the blood is rushing to my head!" Ruby whined, desperately trying to keep her school uniform skirt from falling down. "Put me down!" Weiss waved her hand and with a loud OOMPH, Ruby fell on her back on the carpeted floor.
"It was you all along…" Weiss said half to herself and half to Ruby. Ruby somehow blushed even redder than her cloak and suddenly was unable to make eye contact.
"Okay, yes, it was me! I…I bought you the roses. I was going to leave a whole dozen, flower by flower, and then confess how I felt but I didn't think you'd sneak up on me like this." she said with a tinge of embarrassment. "I'm sorry if this makes you mad at me…"
"Well, better than you than Jaune, but…this does come as a surprise, Ruby. I had no idea you felt this way or that you even liked girls."
"I had no idea either! I mean, I knew I liked you, but liking girls? I don't know, I don't know what that makes me or anything, I just think you're super awesome and super pretty." Ruby stammered. "At first I just wanted to be friends and then as we spent more time together, I just… I don't know, thought you were just super nice and great and I can totally understand if this complicates things and-"
"Shhh." Weiss said, gently pressing a finger to Ruby's lips. "Stop. You're rambling."
"Sorry."
"As I was saying - it is a bit of a surprise, but it's not necessarily an unwelcome one." Weiss said, gently placing her weapon back in it's carrying case.
"Well, you say I'm a dolt…"
"Yes and suddenly your attempts to win my approval make a lot more sense," Weiss mused.
"So…you're not mad?"
"No. I'd rather it be you than some walking hormonal disaster who only sees me as a Schnee ATM." Weiss snorted with disgust. "But let me ask you something…earlier you had mentioned you wanted to confess your feelings after you had given me a dozen roses. Then what would have happened?"
"Heh, well, assuming you didn't throw me across campus, I was going to ask if you wanted to go see a movie or grab a cheeseburger or something. Just us…gals. Teammates. F-friends."
Weiss sat down on the edge of her bed and pondered this for a minute. In a way, she felt rather silly being so blind as to what was an obvious crush from Ruby. What she had mistaken for a need for approval was an actual attempt at flirting and Weiss was completely caught off guard. Maybe she missed it because she's so used to power hungry socialites who only wanted a chance to run the SDC someday? Brain dead men filled with nepotism and wine. But here was this pure and honest soul who thought she was…pretty? Had anyone called her pretty? Sure, the suitors had called her 'breath taking', or 'gorgeous' or even 'beautiful', but pretty? That's a new one.
"You're quiet…" Ruby said cautiously, "you're not thinking of ways to kill me, are you?"
"This Friday, eight o'clock sharp. I'm taking you to one of the best restaurants in the kingdom, my treat. Afterwards, we can see one of those terrible monster movies you like so much." Weiss said plainly, like she was explaining a business plan and not an actual date.
"Wait…is this a date?" Ruby asked, her excitement starting to rumble.
"A casual one, but yes. I'm intrigued and we'll see where this goes." Weiss said, standing up and smoothing out her skirt. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to be late for class if I don't leave now. Oh and Ruby, one more thing? Wear something cute. Please dress like an adult. No video game or comic book tee-shirts and leave the cloak at home. This is a very fancy restaurant we're going to."
"Uh, yes, fancy!" Ruby sputtered, her eyes wide with shock. "Th-thanks, Weiss! I'll see you there."
Weiss smiled and grabbed her book bag, slinging it over her shoulder and heading down the hall towards her classes. Ruby stood as still as a statue, trying to process all that happened when a sudden realization hit her like a sucker punch from an Ursa. Frantically, she fumbled through her own book bag till she found her Scroll and dialed the exact contact she had in mind.
"Coco? It's me, Ruby Rose. Listen…can you help me dress cute? I need a dress for this weekend…"