Yang stared at the picture of team RWBY, running her thumb over the image of Blake as she sat on the edge of the bed. She could hear the birds outside, light streaming in through the windows as she heard her dad and Sun chatting outside. Heels clicked on the wood outside her room, a soft knock on the door forcing her eyes away from the picture.

Weiss stood in the doorway, wearing one of Yang's sweaters. Her white hair spilled over her shoulders like a frozen waterfall, and she was as beautiful as Yang always thought she was. "Yang, would you like to join us for tea?"

"Uh- I'm fine. Thanks." Yang looked away, hurriedly shoving the photo under a fold of her bedsheets. Sun had watched Blake go, and he'd chosen to stay. Weiss had done the same, refusing to leave even as her father came to get her. Now they both stayed in Patch. With her. When not even Blake could.

She thought that Blake had cared- they'd been friends, they'd had plans to work together after graduation, they'd spent so much time together just talking. And Blake ran. She left. She never even said why. She just… disappeared. Right when Yang needed her.

Weiss didn't go. She sat down by Yang and reached for the photograph, pulling it out from where Yang had badly hidden it. She looked down at the picture of the four of them, 'new friends!' scrawled on it in red marker.

"I miss her too." Weiss looked at the picture, her blue eyes swimming with loss. Blake had been her teammate as well, after all. It wasn't just Yang who was hurt.

"She just left." Yang remembered when they took that picture. They'd been in the Vytal fairgrounds, the sun had been so bright and the sky had been clear, so they had Sun take the picture for them. "I just wish that I knew why- what was the reason? She just vanished on us, why?"

"I don't know." Weiss took her hand, lacing their fingers together. "I really wish I did. I wish I could give you the answers for it, but I can't."

"I know that real life isn't always cathartic, but I really wish this was." Yang squeezed Weiss's hand, resting her head on her girlfriend's shoulder. The fact that Weiss and Sun loved her enough to stick around… she still couldn't believe it sometimes. "If I could just know why, it would make it easier, wouldn't it?"

"I don't know." Weiss rested her head on Yang's. "Maybe it would help, it would give some of that closure. Maybe she was just scared. Maybe something happened that was worse than any of us can think of."

"But we don't know." Yang felt her heart twist, hurt and a little angry but mostly just disappointed. "She could have at least said goodbye."

"She could have, but she didn't." Weiss pressed a kiss to the top of Yang's head, allowing her to feel safe, and secure. Someone else was willing to be strong, so she could have a moment to be weak. Being strong was so exhausting sometimes. "We can't change that. We just have to move on from things."

"Right." She just never thought that Blake would disappear without a word. She thought- after everything they'd shared, after she'd told Blake about Raven, and how much she'd searched, that Blake could have at least had the decency to say goodbye. But she didn't. Blake didn't even need to stay forever, if she didn't want to. Friendships came and went, and that was fine, it had to be fine, but so suddenly, right when Yang needed someone there… It hurt so much more than Yang thought it would.

She heard footsteps outside, Sun swinging himself around the door as he blew his hair out of his eyes. Dirt was smudged on his hands from helping Tai in the garden, golden tail swishing behind dark grey eyes were soft with concern when he noticed the dullness in Yang's lilac eyes, sorrow desaturating her gaze. "Hey ladies, you're missing tea. Everything okay?"

Yang pulled her hand from Weiss's, reaching out to him with her single arm. "Hey."

He wiped his hands on his jeans and was on the bed in an instant, warm arms wrapping around the two of them as they sandwiched Yang in the middle. She smiled for a moment, running a hand through his hair. He'd been even more heartbroken by Blake leaving, he'd tried to find her. He'd cared about her in a way Yang hadn't. He'd looked everywhere he could, when she left.

She'd left him a message, a note tied to a post with the ribbon used to hide her ears. All it said had been 'leave me alone, Sun. I don't want to talk to anyone.' It said nothing, it gave no clues as to where or why, it was so curt and cold and sure- she didn't owe them anything, not really. Maybe it was selfish to want to know why.

Too many maybes without any answers. Sometimes bad things just happened, after all.

"I thought we were friends." She mumbled, Sun's hug tightening as he seemed to realise what this was all about. "All of us, not even me."

"Sometimes people just turn out to be that way," Sun tried to smile and cheer her up, it was obvious in his voice. "It's just how it is. Sometimes you think you know people, then they change their mind. Doesn't always have to be a reason. It just…" His tail draped limply across Yang's leg, all the usual movement and life pulled from it. "It sucks."

"It does indeed 'suck'." Weiss agreed, her hands putting a braid into Yang's hair. The tug was too gentle to be painful, it just felt nice. Like something Weiss wanted to do just to show she cared. She was always doing that, always neatening Sun's collar and Yang's hair, showing her love in little touches and affirmations. While Sun would scoop Yang up and spin her around, Weiss would sit with her and trace patterns on her palm. Loud and soft, bright and quiet. She didn't know exactly how she showed them she loved them, but she hoped the message came across.

"Yeah. It does." She agreed with them both. "We'll get through it." She looked up at Sun, wanting to chase away the sadness in his eyes as she kissed his cheek. At least they all had each other. That was all that mattered.

A bit of an off-the-cuff drabble, not one of my more refined pieces. I think it's cute tho, and a lil cathartic. Sometimes people leaves, and it sucks, and you can't do anything about it, and you just gotta move on.

Also, I would like to say: This is not really meant to be Blake bashing, she had her reasons to leave and they are valid, but what's also valid is the fact that Yang is allowed to be very hurt by that. And that she's allowed to express that and be supported instead of having it brushed off.

That's a bit of a long-winded way to say that I don't think All That Matters is a romantic song but whatever, we all have our hills.