Authors Note:
Hello there~ I've wanted to write a Pollination story for a while now since it's currently my favorite RWBY ship. I love Bumbleby and White Rose to bits but putting team RWBY together just gives me so many damn feels. (insert incoherent crying here)
I've only started writing again after a long time so please bear with me as I get back into it. Feel free to give constructive criticism, it would be highly appreciated.
As for updates, I really can't keep a schedule so apologies in advance. Now, onto the story~ hope you guys enjoy!
"So Blake, what do you think?"
"What?" Blake tore her gaze away from the book she was reading and looked up to see an expectant look on Jaune's face. She didn't even realize he was talking to her, let alone asking her for some sort of opinion.
Having not heard him, Blake quickly glanced at the table's other occupants, hoping she could glean some information from them. Pyrrha on her left was seated at the far edge, adamantly ignoring the rest of the table. Her eyes were glued to her tray, focusing on eating her food.
Across Blake were Ren and Nora, discussing amongst themselves. They seemed to be busy with a thick black notebook. Nora for once in her life was using her inside voice. Finally, to her right was her last hope, Ruby.
The girl in question was shoving a fourth cookie into her mouth, alternating her gaze between Jaune and Blake. What a dork… wait- what did I need to ask her? However, before she could enlist Ruby's help, Jaune started rambling.
"You're right Blake! What was I thinking, that would have been a disaster!" Jaune threw his hands up in a panic. He turned on his heel and made to run towards the exit of the cafeteria. It would have been a success if not for the tall blonde standing in his way.
"What would've been a disaster?" Yang asked Jaune who was now lying on the floor, looking a little worse for wear.
Blake silently thanked the gods for sending her this angel. She wasn't exactly equipped to handle most social situations. Especially since she had no idea what Jaune was going on about.
Yang wasn't fazed one bit by her collision with Jaune. I swear that girl's not human. She reached down and helped the poor boy to his feet.
"Jaune's going to ask Weiss to the dance! And he's going to ask the help of uhh... Sara-something to do it?" Ruby rubbed her chin and stared up at the ceiling in thought. A milk mustache was present on her face, which just added to her overall cuteness. Dust Ruby just stoooop. Blake grabbed some tissues and helped her wipe it off. "Whoever that is."
"Nooo! I'm going to serenade her. Y'know singing with a guitar and everything?" Suddenly, Jaune plucked a guitar from nowhere and started strumming. He made a big show of it and started humming along to the instrument. If anyone noticed how off-tune he was, no one mentioned it. Still, as Jaune strummed one last chord and posed, the whole table erupted into laughter.
"Listen Jauney boy, if you want Weiss to go with you, you're going about it the wrong way." Yang clapped a hand on Jaune's shoulder and then sat between Blake and Ruby. She ruffled her sister's hair, much to the younger girl's displeasure, and expertly grabbed a cookie from her plate.
"I am?" Jaune asked, his instrument was now nowhere to be found.
"He is?" Blake studied her partner and tried to meet her eyes, wondering just where the dust Yang was going with this. If she knew her partner, and she liked to think she did, things were about to get interesting. "And what is the right way?"
"Easy, just Yang it." The blonde winked at Blake.
If Blake weren't so annoyed at what she heard, she would have blushed. Fortunately, she was very much annoyed.
"Yang it?" Blake repeated monotonously, her face the epitome of 'unimpressed'.
"Uhh... Yang?"
"Yeah, sis?"
"T-that sounds inappropriate! Just what exactly are your intentions with my We- PARTNER?!" Ruby jolted up, raising an accusatory finger at Yang. She narrowed her eyes dangerously at her sister, trying to look as threatening as she could. Yet the full-blown blush on her face destroyed any chance of her looking even the tiniest bit 'threatening'.
Ruby's outburst grabbed the attention of the others. Ren and Nora exchanged sly glances and leaned forward, intently watching the two sisters. Pyrrha shifted closer to Blake, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Blake, on the other hand, feigned disinterest. She was in fact, extremely pleased with how things were developing. Still, she stayed silent, knowing full well that the situation will escalate quite spectacularly. She just needed to be patient.
"U-uh… guys? I thought I was the one asking Weiss to the dance?" Jaune stepped between the sisters, frustration evident in his voice. He felt miffed that he was pushed aside like some side character. He also wondered how they went from helping him ask Weiss to the dance to… well, this.
"Whoa! Everyone just chill out for a sec." Yang raised her arms to placate the two. "I never said anything about asking Weiss to the dance." Yang paused, a serious expression on her face as she darted between Jaune and Ruby, her arms still raised. She lowered her arms once she saw them relax. The rest of the table deflated, disappointed at the lack of action. "But-"
"But?" Jaune interrupted. He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow, posing the question to Yang. The tension that had subsided moments ago came rushing back in full force. Ruby mirrored Jaune's stance, while their audience perked up again.
"But if I did plan to ask her, you" Yang booped Jaune on the nose and proceeded to do the same to Ruby. "Aaand you aren't allowed to get mad." She shot them the most arrogant smirk she could muster. "I won't stop either of you from asking her but trust me, Weiss will be going to the dance with me."
Yang swiftly left the cafeteria, leaving Jaune and Ruby with similar dumbfounded expressions. It took a couple of minutes for the two leaders to recover.
"Sorry Jaune! Yang is great and all but Weiss is my best friend... If anyone's going to the dance with her it's ME- I mean, I hope it's me oh gosh wellanywaysgottagogoodluck!" Ruby swallowed her remaining cookies and downed her milk. She gave Blake and team JNPR a snappy salute and promptly made her exit, leaving rose petals in her wake.
Jaune slumped onto the bench and his head landed on the table with a loud thud. "Wonderful."
Unbeknownst to Jaune, Ren and Nora already set up their next betting pool. Needless to say, this particular bet was going to be interesting. Ren bet fifty lien on Ruby, while Nora bet a hundred on Yang, just to get the ball rolling. They were positive they'd get more bets in by the end of the week.
It's not that they didn't believe in Jaune, they were just hoping he'd finally give up on the ice queen and finally notice Pyrrha. His partner who at this moment was doing her best to comfort her leader, despite her inner turmoil.
Blake took one last look at the table before packing up her things and taking her leave. She pulled out her scroll and saw she had one unopened message.
[Our place at 2 pm. Don't be late.]
With a smirk, she typed out a reply and strode out of the cafeteria.
"Were you followed?" Blake closed the door behind her and locked it. She made sure to check the lock three times before facing the girl who asked her the question.
I should have expected this. Blake sighed and crossed her arms. "Are you doubting my skills?"
"Hmmph. I'm just being cautious." Weiss reached out to Blake and inspected her clothes. She straightened out random bits of fabric and dusted off nonexistent dirt. Her fingers twitched as she pulled Blake closer to her, their faces almost touching. "Answer the question."
"No, princess. I was not followed."
"Don't call me that!" Weiss smacked Blake's arm. "Why do you have to be so infuriating?"
"Weiss." Blake grabbed Weiss by the shoulders. Steadily, she positioned the girl in a way that allowed her to look into her eyes. She knew the ice queen could be a lot to handle and most times she would let it go but this wasn't going to be one of those times.
"Sorry, I didn't mean...I- I just get anxious." Weiss lowered her head and wrung her hands. As careful as they were, Weiss was certain that one wrong move could end them. And the thought of that alone made her terribly nervous.
"I know you do, but we talked about this." Blake lifted Weiss' chin. She kissed her on the forehead and slid her arms around the girl's waist. "We don't exactly have the luxury of time to worry and we've been very careful."
Careful was an understatement. The two hid their relationship so well not even their own teammates knew they were dating. Blake knew it was necessary though. Should Jacques Schnee even so much as catch wind of a rumor, they'd both be in trouble. Truth be told, Blake had her own worries to think about. Still, she just wanted Weiss to enjoy what little time they had for themselves.
"Just be here with me, okay?" Blake took Weiss' hands and clasped them firmly. Questioning amber eyes met icy blue, waiting but not at all impatient. Weiss drew a deep shuddering breath and nodded.
"Okay." Blake led them further into the dorm room. They intertwined their fingers, a simple gesture that conveyed reassurance. It helped quell Weiss' fears, at least for the time being.
It was a place they claimed for themselves, a place where they could be together away from prying eyes. In this space it didn't matter that Weiss was a Schnee, nor did it matter that Blake was a former member of the White Fang. They were just two girls falling in love and figuring out the intricacies of their relationship.
Blake was the one who discovered the room. During the first few weeks of the school year, she explored the more hidden hallways of Beacon. Mapping out useful shortcuts and emergency exits were her main concern. As a former White Fang member and criminal hiding in plain sight, it seemed like a logical thing to do. The fact that she found an unfinished dorm room in one of Beacon's secluded hallways was just a bonus.
At first, she didn't have that much use for a secret hideout. The room didn't have that much, to begin with. All it had was a bathroom and a kitchenette. It didn't even have any tables, shelves, or beds. It wasn't until she started dating Weiss that the room proved useful. The ice queen took it upon herself to spruce up the place and have it meet her 'standards'. After a week of secret shipments and installations, the room was complete.
Blake sat herself and Weiss on the sofa bed in the middle of the room. Weiss spared no expense in getting them a king-sized one, much to the chagrin of Blake. She could not imagine how much something like that would cost but she had to admit, it was pretty darn comfortable. Despite this, the two agreed that no matter what, they'd sleep in team RWBY's dorm. Nobody needed two hyperactive sisters tearing down the school in search of their missing teammates.
"I missed you." Blake gently cupped Weiss' face. She brought her closer and the two found themselves lost in a soft but passionate kiss. The two were content enough to let their hands wander, albeit rather chastely. Slowly, they pulled away. Blake and Weiss held each other tight, drinking in the closeness and affection.
"I missed you too." Weiss absentmindedly drew patterns on Blake's palm with her fingertips. "So, you said you had something to tell me?"
Blake spent some time reiterating the events that transpired earlier that afternoon. She took in Weiss' various reactions, reveling in the way she went from sneering at Jaune's antics to outright blushing when she mentioned their teammates.
"You cannot be serious?! Surely you must have misheard her." Weiss buried her face in a pillow, hiding the redness of her cheeks. "That brute? She actually? Dust Blake what are we going to do? And the dolt too? I think I'm going to faint. There's no way I can survive this week! Have Klein enact my final wishes. He'll know where to find my will." At this point, Weiss crawled into Blake's lap and wedged her head in the crook of her neck.
"Don't be so dramatic." Blake patted Weiss on the head. She had to admit, it was cute seeing her flustered like this. "But I guess three dates to the dance would be overkill, you don't stand a chance." She poked her cheek and chuckled at her girlfriend. If this was how Weiss was reacting now, Blake could not wait for Sunday.
"Blake, I can't." The mood in the room dropped. Blake lost her playful demeanor and ceased all movements, as if afraid to break the fragile air. It took a few moments for her to collect herself.
"I thought you'd be happier than this." She finally said, wondering how on Remnant could her girlfriend possibly think this was a bad thing. I thought she liked them back? Was I... wrong?
"Don't get me wrong… this is more than I could have ever hoped for." Weiss sat up and stared into space with a contemplative look on her face. "But it's not like I can date all three of you. We already have a hard time hiding with just the two of us." She gripped onto Blake's clothes as if making sure the girl won't go anywhere. "Besides, I already have you don't I?"
When no reply came, Weiss turned to face Blake. "Blake… what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." And if she wasn't worried before, she was worried now. Weiss could practically imagine red flags waving in her face.
"Blake Belladonna, am I going to have to remind you of a certain promise you made to me?" Weiss kept her voice from being too harsh. She wanted to be firm but nothing too severe. After being friends with her teammates and eventually dating Blake, she became highly aware of how unhelpful her temper could be. These days she tried to reign it in more often, if only for her team's sake.
Blake shook her head. She knew what the promise was. It's partly what started their relationship, to begin with. If anything came up, Weiss stressed that Blake should confide in her and the rest of her team. Out of all of them, Weiss had the uncanny ability to tell when something was wrong with any of them. Still, it didn't make things any easier. She just hoped Weiss wouldn't take it the wrong way.
"Good. Now, what's wrong?"
Might as well bite the bullet. "Do you remember what we talked about… when we started dating?" Blake took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "About how I'm... polyamorous?"
"Y-yes?" Weiss scrunched her brows in confusion. They had discussed it before, but not in-depth. She knew the basics of it but the two decided to remain monogamous for now. "But what does that have to do with this?"
"Weiss, you said it yourself, this is more than you could have ever hoped for." Blake swiped her thumb over Weiss' brows, hoping to calm her. "You don't have to hold yourself back for me. I know how happy they make you… and from what I saw today, they're clearly interested. As long as we talk to them, we can figure this out."
"But what about you?"
"What about me?"
"You like them too Blake!"
"But they don't like me that way, Weiss."
"You can't know that!"
"I do know they want to take you-" Blake jabbed a finger on Weiss' chest "to the dance. Not me."
"Blake."
"Weiss."
They glared at each other in silence for what seemed like hours. It seemed as if no one wanted to let up. Finally, Blake sighed and cupped Weiss' face in her hands. "Look, at least take one of them to the dance? I'm sure you'll have fun." She tried to give her a convincing smile as she said her next words. "Besides… better them than me."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Weiss snapped her head back and gave her another glare, which seemed even more intense than the one before.
"Ruby and Yang are not a threat, Weiss." Blake rolled her eyes. This should've been obvious?! "Sure, they're both girls but they're not faunus and nor are they former members of a terrorist organization!" She stood up and paced the room, trying to calm herself down as she explained. "Even if your father does find out about them, there's not much he can dig up. But me?" Blake turned back to face her. "Weiss… you're not safe with me. At least with them, you won't have to hide!"
"Blake, you know I don't care about that." Blake raised an eyebrow, which was fair considering how much Weiss worries. "I suppose it has been difficult but really… I don't care." Weiss stood up and reached out to Blake. The other girl stiffened in her hold but Weiss didn't retract her hands. "I love you Blake. I chose you."
"I wish you didn't."
"Blake?"
Panic coursed through her veins. She didn't mean to say that out loud. I'm sorry Weiss. "I uh… I'm gonna-"
Weiss didn't hear the rest. She tried to grab Blake's hand but was met with a dissolving shadow. She heard the door slam and then silence. She sunk to the floor and hugged her knees to her chest. "You wish I didn't love you?" She didn't know if she'd ever cried this hard before.
So that was a thing… I meant this to be really funny but I kinda got carried away. Don't worry though I have plans for how this will go, I just need to write it. Anyways, thanks for checking out this story and see you all in the next chapter!