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"Question eleven."

"The cleaner the crystal, the more powerful the Dust effects will be."

"Question twelve."

"The amount of the crystal cut affects the strength and properties of the Dust when ground down."

"Question thirteen."

"False."

"Why is that?"

Minato found himself being answered with silence while keeping an eye on his own workbook that was filled with notes that he had personally taken down. While his focus was on his writing, there was also a textbook that was sitting upright in front of him. After a few seconds, he slowly peeked up to see Yang sitting across the living room table in front of him.

"Yang," Minato said, noting the girl's features just staring at him blankly. "Why is it false?"

"…Uhh…" Yang trailed off trying to think of a proper response. "Because it doesn't affect the body?" Minato simply responded silently just by staring back at her. "Okay, fine, you caught me! I peeked at the back of the textbook for the answers! But why did you have to ask me that when my answer was technically correct?!"

The lower half of Minato's face was covered. But Yang partially knew what Minato was thinking because of how his eyes looked. "It's also good to know the reasoning behind such so that you could use that knowledge and work around it if times were to arrive." He just explained to her before peeking back down towards his work. "Dust can be taken internally as long as it does not enter the bloodstream and it is in small enough quantities based on the quality of its element. Wind, since our bodies need air, is an example that can be taken in a bit more than lightning. How else do you manage to see those circus performers manage to breath elements without Semblances?"

"Still, it's dangerous to ingest Dust though, right?" Yang asked.

Minato nodded his head. "Correct." He answered.

Now that they were both at the age of sixteen, the two of them had to work harder. Since they both decided that they wanted to try out becoming hunters and huntresses as their career paths, there was only one school that provided such education in the Kingdom they lived in; Beacon Academy. The requirements to get in were fair, but then the chances to get in increased by grades.

"Okay, this may be coming out of the blue-"

The female only snorted at the sentence Minato said. "Blue…" She just managed to giggle out, earning herself a straight gaze from the boy.

Such laughter shut him up for a good few seconds. Waiting for the blonde to calm down, he then began to speak again. "Unintentional puns aside, this is coming out of the blue." He bent forward on the table. "How has it been going? With you having… ice powers all of a sudden."

Slightly smirking, Yang only blew in Minato direction. A small stream of snowflakes traveled across the table in the air, the display seeming to make the little white bits dance. The blue-haired boy's nose twitched at the sudden drop in temperature and she laughed. "Not bad." Her smirk however dropped. "Though… it's kind of weird."

Still peeking above the textbook, Minato only closed and set it down on the table. "How?" He partially frowned with concern.

She groaned. "I don't know." She scratched the top of her head. "It's just… it's a thing that started since we got back from Atlas. Just suddenly having the ability to create and control ice. It's definitely not a Semblance, as you guessed. But it doesn't take any Aura for me to do any of that stuff. Like… what I'm doing is magic."

"…Are you sure you still do not want to tell anyone else at least?"

"I don't want them to worry about me." Yang sighed, propping her arms up on the table. "Dad's already busy with work since I've been in elementary school. Qrow's all around Remnant doing who knows what. And Ruby already has a lot on her own hands with trying to keep up at Signal. Not only that, but I have a bad feeling no one really knows what's up with me. It doesn't matter what doctor I'll go to, they won't know." She began to look down towards the ground slightly. "…I don't know why either… but… Minato, I'm kind of scared."

Feeling something on her hand that was still on the table, she looked over to see Minato holding it tightly. Looking, she saw how Minato was giving her a rare gaze of so much emotion one would never normally have on a face. "Of what?" He asked quietly, knowing that it was not like the blonde to admit she was scared of something.

Yang only brought up her other hand. Opening her palm, a small tornado of snow formed as it suddenly turned into an icicle within less than a second. "This." Such an answer was simple, but then it held a heavy tone between the two of them. "But, enough of such a glum mood." She put a smile to change the atmosphere before just lying on the floor. "I'm going to take a break now."

The blue-haired boy glanced up towards the clock that was in the room. If the blonde wanted to change the subject, then so let it be. "It's only been five minutes since your last break." He noted, but then saw Yang's expression while a small whine escaped from her lips. "But it's your choice whether you want one or not." He sighed. "I'll go get mail."

Yang smiled. Wriggling around, she sighed. Closing her eyes, she ran her fingers through her golden-blonde hair as it had cascaded among the floor. Wriggling around, the girl made herself comfortable. She had air escape her lips at a slow and steady pace, as if just waiting for something. Even breath she took made her chest seem to expand and then shrink back to normal size.

But then it was suddenly quiet for a few minutes. Usually, when Minato would get the mail, he would at least make a sound that he was back inside. Right now, there wasn't even the creak of a door being heard.

Opening her eyes, Yang let out a cry of surprise when she saw Minato standing right above her, his face unseen since he was bending forward and the light was shadowing the expression. "What were you doing?!" Yang exclaimed, quickly scrambling to her feet in order to see her boyfriend just having his usual expression of neutrality.

"I thought you were fell asleep an was debating if I should wake you up or not." The blue-haired male only answered. "But anyways, there's one letter for you and one for me." He handed the envelope to the blonde girl.

Just giving Minato an odd look, she grabbed the paper and opened it up. Taking out the letter that was inside, she watched as Minato did the same. Eyeing her letter again, her eyes took time to read the words. "Dear Miss Yang Xiao Long…" She read aloud to herself. "As an exceptional student of Signal Academy, we of the Arcobaleno Apparel company would like offer you a chance to partake in the Mistral Tournament if you accept the condition that we sponsor you!" Yang jaw dropped. "All travel accommodations and finances will be provided upon acceptance!"

Minato blinked as he looked up from his letter. "Did you just say Arcobaleno Apparel? You mean that giant chain of clothing stores that has one of the largest varieties of many assortments of wear?" He raised an eyebrow. "I wonder if they caught wind of you loving to shop at their stores and this is just another way for you to stay extremely loyal to them."

"Who cares?!" Yang exclaimed in Minato's face, causing the boy's eye to twitch at the sheer volume he endured. "They want to not only sponsor me, but as well as participate in the Mistral Tournament!" Minato picked at his ear with his pinky in the middle of Yang's excitement. "The Mistral Tournament! Those two things, it's awesome!"

Minato only hummed while watching the blonde jumping up and down. "Interesting." He only stated before holding his own letter up. "I've been given an offer to be sponsored as well if I were to take part of the Mistral Tournament myself."

"Oh, really?" Yang bent forward, causing Minato to arc his back backwards. "What company?"

"Manners Maketh Man." Minato answered.

"…" Yang raised and eyebrow in confusion. "Hah?"

"Triple M as you like to call it." The blue-haired boy made it easier for the blonde.

"Oh, that place." Yang folded her arms as her tone took on a bit of realization. "But either way, what are the odds of both of us being offered to be sponsored if we fight in the Mistral Tournament!? A tournament that some of the greatest fighters all over the world our age take a part of!"

Minato hummed, nodding his head, still looking over his letter. "I wonder how we managed to catch their attention in order for them to give us these offers."

"Who cares?!" Yang draped her arm over his shoulder and pulled him tightly. "Look out, Mistral! This duo is coming over to kick some ass!"

Y13

"I knew you two were good, but I didn't think you and Yang would be this good!"

Despite Qrow having to be away a lot lately, he seemed to show up at some of the best times for some reason. It was like there was a sixth sense of his to know where he should be at what time. The man never even said where he would go at times as well. He would just come and go whenever he claimed duty called.

But back to present moments, Minato was sitting outside on the porch with the black-haired man after being dragged out by such an adult. The blue-haired boy felt his head being shaken around while Qrow was ruffling his hair. "Thanks." He only said, almost wondering how his brain was still stuck in one area inside of his skull.

Qrow only chuckled in amusement as he then settled down into a chair, looking across the scenery that the night also provided. "Yeah, you two are certainly a couple of cool kids." He only sighed, taking out his flask and taking a swing before offering it to Minato. "You sure you still don't want a taste? You're the type that can't get drunk in the first place."

Minato shook his head. "I still prefer not to drink alcohol."

The adult shrugged, patting the chair next to him to signal Minato to take a seat. "Whatever you want, kid." He took another sip. Releasing a content sound, he heard the door behind him open. Looking over, he saw a blonde female. "Hey, Yang, take a seat with us."

The blonde teenager looked around. "There aren't any chairs left." She stated. Minato rolled his eyes, almost having a feeling he knew what he had to do. Shifting over, he only took up half of the chair as there was now space for Yang. Leaning onto his knees, he knew that Yang was grinning as she walked over and took a seat down next to him. "Such a gentleman." The blonde teased.

"So, Yang," Qrow slipped his flask away. "You and Minato are headed to Mistral I hear." He stroked the stubble on his chin. "At least that's what you two have in mind."

"Yup!" Yang nodded her head rapidly while Minato nodded only once.

"Tai hear about this stuff yet?" The uncle asked, eyeing the two teenagers. He saw them shake their heads. "Hmm…" He frowned, causing the duo to give an odd look to the adult.

"Something wrong?" The blonde questioned.

"Nothing." Qrow waved his hand. "Nothing really."

But then Minato noticed the shift in the adult's being. The eyes seemed to be in a bit of thought, as if a small debate were going on inside of the head. The mouth twisted into a distasteful image, seeming to fight back words. "You can tell us what's on your mind." Minato stated bluntly, immediately having Yang and Qrow look at him. But then the blonde looked over to the other male.

The red-eyed male just stared at Minato with surprise. But then he let out a small bark of laughter. "I completely forgot how observant you can be!" Qrow exclaimed before calming down. "You know, you just made me remember something you said when we first met. Something along the lines of Yang being at an age where she can look at herself responsibly." He looked down to the porch boards.

Yang tilted her head. "What brings that up?" She asked as Qrow scratched his head.

"Maybe because you're at an age to finally know where you mom is and talk to her."

Yup, Minato and Yang are going to be going to Mistral! To take part in the Mistral Tournament! Not only that, but also to confront Yang's mom! What do you all think will happen! ...Maybe I should stop trying to get you all pumped as the result may be pathetic.

No flames please.