Disclaimer: Fate/Stay Night is property of Type-moon, RWBY is property of Rooster Teeth Productions, LLC. This work is purely fanfiction and as such earns me no income.

This is the 2nd version of the original chapter I made. The first one was a bit too light-hearted and was a bit more of a filler again. I thought since it's been a while since I updated, folks might want the plot to get moving. So I had to scrap the whole thing and remake it. Hope you guys enjoy!

Also included that special date some people have been asking for.

Rider caressed the smooth curves that glistened from the moonlit sky, her fingers tracing lightly over the surface, feeling every single part of the body down towards the rear. She bit her lip, trying to hold down the excitement of her beating heart. She felt the need to hold her breath, to savor the sensation coming from between her luscious thighs.

Every part, every inch, she took it all in.

"Shirou…" she said weakly. "This is…"

"I promised you, didn't I?" said the white-haired man. He had a satisfied smirk as he watched Rider unable to utter cohesive words about his actions. "Want to see how far we can go?"

Rider could only nod her head in answer.

A few miles down the road later, Rider and Shirou were both speedily driving past cars along the highway. The whir of their motorcycles squealed as they burned rubber at dangerous speeds, never once slowing down. Both were racing against each other with the intention of winning.

As one would have expected, this attracted the city police to the two speed devils. Sirens wailed as police car after police car entered the highway to give chase. Rider and Shirou didn't seem to care as they both twisted and evaded all the cars while they raced. None of the police cars were able to keep up with them.

Rider felt exhilarated by the whole thing. Underneath her helmet, she couldn't help but grin at the whole experience. To a Rider class servant like her, having to ride a vehicle at break neck speeds gave her such joy. Much more so that the bike she rode was designed to push past the limits of more conventional bikes.

A few miles ahead of them, there was a police blockading the highway. The police had given up on chasing after them and instead taken to blocking their path. There were many police cars behind them so they couldn't turn back. Well, they could, but Rider found the thought of slowing down to be distasteful after reaching their current speeds.

Rider glanced slightly back to her side to see Shirou sticking close to her on his own bike. She knew he could see her through his own helmet. He nodded once to her. He promised to follow her wherever she would go on this date of theirs. Satisfied, Rider turned her attention back at the police blockade ahead of them.

Rider sped up her bike even more so as they got closer, Shirou following closely. The police started to panic as they saw that they weren't slowing down at all. When some of the police had begun to dive away from the point of impact, Rider and Shirou diverted towards the barrier to the side, their bikes wheeled to a jump and sailing for a brief moment in the air, before landing safely at another highway intersecting below them.

Rider and Shirou continued to race whilst some of the police at the blockade gave huge sighs of relief. Before the police had even recovered, they had already lost sight of their targets.

It would be all over the news later that night about the intense motorcycle chase.

After arriving at their estate, Rider parked her bike at the garage. She had just taken her helmet off, causing her long hair to fall all the way down her back, when Shirou had arrived.

"I almost lost you there," he chuckled as he removed his own helmet. Rider's heart, which calmed down after the race, began to flutter once more at seeing him smile at her. "I take it you enjoyed our ride together?"

"Very," smiled Rider. "Though, you could have tried harder to keep up."

"Sorry we can't all have an A in their riding ability," sighed Shirou in mock sarcasm.

Rider stepped off the bike and moved several feet away to gaze at it. Even after looking at it so much in the beginning and riding it after, she still couldn't help but stare it once more. It satisfied her greatly to own something like it for herself.

"How were you able to acquire this?" she asked.

"Well, I was curious to know just how wide Roman's connections were," said Shirou slyly. "Turns out he knew more than a few people in all types of garages. Although I wasn't too sure about the less than legal modifications they've done on them, it seems to be needless worry when it comes to Servants using them."

"I'm glad for it." Rider moved closer to him, looking up at his eyes. It was nice to have him taller than her. She'd feel too conscious of herself if he was still shorter than her. "I'm not sure how I should show my appreciation…" she murmured seductively, inching just a little bit closer.

"I-It was a promise, after all!" stuttered Shirou, his face turning quite red.

"But you even gave me something to wear along with it." Rider unzipped her leather suit down just enough for her cleavage to show. "It fits me so well…"

Shirou gulped, turning away from her. He seemed on the verge of running away at any moment now.

"Shirou." Rider held his cheeks and turned his head to face her. "Thank you."

"Rider…" Shirou's relaxed a little at seeing the serious expression on her.

Rider pulled his head down and pressed her lips against his. She could feel his hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to his body. She wasn't sure if he would have pushed her away, but having him hold her like this now, she couldn't help but want more.

For who knows how long, their lips were locked to each other. It was a simple kiss, but Rider savored every moment of it. She could feel the warmth from his toned body seep into hers.

"Shirou…" Rider gasped after their lips parted, her eyes dazed and locked onto his. Her glasses had fogged up a little from the heat of their breaths. "Perhaps we should—"

"Shirou!"

Saber's voice rang outside the garage. It wasn't long before the King of Knights arrived to see both Shirou and Rider at a distance from one another, their faces still flushed. They had quickly separated after a quick panic at the sudden interruption, trying to look busily at anything else but each other.

"W-What is it, Saber?" asked Shirou.

While Shirou was busy inquiring about Saber's business, Rider could only sigh to herself in regret. It was too bad they were interrupted at that point. However, a smile still appeared on her face shortly after. Her fingers touched gently on her lips.

She could still feel the warmth and taste of his kiss.

As for Saber, she seemed to have found out about their motorcycle date. It would appear that they had been all over the news. Saber was quick to recognize the both of them. She adamantly complained about their behavior.

It wasn't for their recklessness, though.

She was entirely jealous of their mounts. She didn't leave them alone until Shirou had promised her that he would acquire one for her as soon as possible as well. By the time Sakura had called them for dinner, Saber and Rider had exchanged promises of a race between them once Saber's new bike arrived.

It would appear that the Vale police would soon have another legendary chase approaching on the horizon.

"So what's today's news?"

Cinder sat on her bed, legs crossed, and watched Emerald and Mercury. The two had just returned after checking on the current operations that they left the White Fang to manage.

"Everything is going smoothly with the plans at Mount Glen," said Emerald. "So far, so good I'd say. Although, the increased presence of the Atlesian forces have made it difficult to move. It's a bit slow going but we'll get there. Most of our plans for the big day are still on schedule."

"Most?" said Cinder, her eyebrow arched. "Define 'most.'"

"We've had a little bit of trouble acquiring some items on your wish list." Mercury scratched his head. "The security on those things are a lot tighter than we thought they would be, and as much as I'd hate to say it, we're kind of lacking that someone with precise skills and connections to take them."

Cinder frowned. Roman's defection, while not wholly unexpected from the lowlife, had served to detract more than a few of their plans. This was simply just one of those times that it had given them another hitch in their operations.

"Wait till I get my hands on that turncoat," said Emerald dangerously.

"In due time," said Cinder. "For now, we have better things to do, such as finding a solution to this problem of ours. We're going to need those Atlesian party favors for the end. I suppose we'll have to postpone taking them until after the dance."

"It'd be a lot easier once we have a bug on their systems," agreed Emerald.

"We might even be able find out more about what they know about who Roman works for," added Mercury. "I don't have high hopes for it, seeing as they haven't found much on us either, but who knows?"

That is certainly among the first things on the list Cinder would look for once she had access to the files. Whoever these people were, they knew well how to cover their tracks. She'd already made an inquiry into any groups or organizations that had recently made its way to Vale. There hadn't been any aside from themselves.

"Neo's on lookout watching the transports for any changes," said Emerald. "We'll be ready to move on them as soon as we've got access after the dance."

Mercury snorted.

"What?" frowned Emerald at him.

"Nothing," he said. "Just wondering how much we could trust that little shrimp, seeing as her own partner betrayed us so easily. I don't see why we're still going along with her."

"Because Roman betrayed her just as much he did us," answered Cinder easily. "Being in this line of work for so long, she knows what it means for him to betray people like us and leave her behind."

To leave her like that would mean that he wouldn't have cared at all what would have happened to her. Cinder and her people could just as easily have killed her out of spite for Roman's betrayal, even if they were sure that she had nothing to do with it. That's also the reason Cinder chose not to.

Revenge can be such a lovely incentive for someone's loyalty. As long as they were willing to let Neo make Roman pay for his betrayal, the little devil would quietly follow their orders obediently. Plus, losing any more resources would hamper their plans more than they can handle right now.

While not on Roman's level of work, Neo had still proved to be useful in providing them with information and connections they needed to work around Vale's authorities and the added Atlesian forces.

"If you're fine with it then," shrugged Mercury. "Not like I want to be on lookout anyway. I don't envy the guys stuck with her. The silence would kill me."

"It probably really would, huh?" Emerald rolled her eyes.

"I don't know about you two, but I'm looking forward to any information we get on our rivals," smiled Cinder. "This dance could prove to be quite entertaining indeed."

Junior hummed quite contently to himself as he wiped a glass from behind his bar. He found it quite soothing to clean glassware. Placing the glass on one of his shelves, he smiled at the sparkle they gave from a good wiping. His new business venture had given him more than enough money to buy new sets of higher quality glassware imported straight from Vacuo. His club and bar had also received a new makeover, replacing the thoroughly trashed furnishings with the best money could buy.

Who knew legitimate business could be so lucrative?

"Boss!"

Two of his subordinates came rushing through the club entrance, hurriedly closing the door behind them. They pressed themselves against the door.

"She's back!"

"Who's back?" Sweat ran down Junior's back. Only two women came to mind after he had given it some thought. Since they were already working with one of them…

Bang. The door rumbled behind his subordinates. A second later an even louder one soon followed, but this time the door blew open, sending his subordinates flying towards the dance floor.

"Guess who's back?!" Yang Xiao Long beamed widely at everyone in the club.

Junior's henchmen were quick to take out their guns and point it at her.

"Stop, stop!" Junior quickly tried to intervene. He was not going to have another fight break out of his newly renovated club. "Nobody shoot!"

He's already going to have to have the doors repaired again, he'd rather not add anything else to it. His insurance was going to rip him a new one if he were to file another claim so soon, not to mention they've already raised his premiums from last time. And people accuse him of extortion!

"Blondie!" Junior shoved his way to her. "You're here. Why?"

"You still owe me a drink." She dragged him all the way back to the bar.

Junior took out a glass and poured her a drink. He poured something a little bit stronger in his own glass, thinking he was going to need it.

"So…" he said, already pouring more in his glass after downing the first. "What do you want this time?"

Yang didn't answer him immediately, as she was examining the club. The ice cubes in her glass clinked and clanked as she swirled her drink while she observed.

"I like what you've done with the place," she said.

"Thanks in part to you," Junior sniped. "It helps to have premium insurance, but my rates are higher than ever."

"Well, it's going to go up higher if I don't get what I want."

"And what is it that you want, Blondie?" frowned Junior. "I've told you I don't know who that woman was. Nothing's changed since then."

"Not her." Yang took out three photos and placed them on the bar. "Know any of these three?"

Junior sighed and took a glance at them. He really hated his line of work sometimes. He was quick to go over the first two photos. The first was that of woman wearing armor like a knight. He didn't know a thing about her. The second was similarly another woman, though Junior had to raise an eyebrow at her getup. His eyes froze at the third photo.

"Sorry," he said, looking back at Yang. "Can't say I know them."

"Oh really?" Yang smirked at him.

Junior cursed to himself internally. She must've caught his split second reaction at the last photo. It was bad business to give away information about one's partners.

"It's kind of hard to believe that this is the second time you've got no information on people I'm looking for," she said, her eyes drilling into him. "I can't seem to believe that at all. Not after seeing that look on your face."

"Believe what you'd like, Blondie," dismissed Junior. "I'm telling you that I've got nothing to tell you on those pictures of yours, aside from maybe the second one in need of a wardrobe change. Just because I deal in information doesn't mean I know every single person in Vale. I thought I did, but I don't. And I don't wanna know. There are people out there that you're better off not knowing."

"Well, I want to know!" Yang slammed her hands on the bar, her eyes pulsing red. She grabbed Junior by his collar and pulled his face to her. "And you're going to tell me. Unless you want more than your club insurance to go out the window like last time."

Junior glared at her, gritting his teeth. He could tell Blondie was serious about this, but he knew well enough who'd be in real danger if he was to speak out. In addition, his dealings with Roman had been particularly lucrative for him. He could kiss all that legal money goodbye if he squealed.

"Alright…" he sighed in defeat. "I might know where you need to look…"

Yang's scroll rang. On the screen, she could see that her little sister was giving her a call.

She picked up and smiled at her sister's face popping on her screen.

"Yo! What's up, Sis?"

"Hey Yang!" greeted Ruby. "Was wondering where you were? We're about to start teaching Weiss your favorite board game! Thought you might want in on the action."

"You bet I would!" said Yang. "Oh… but not tonight, Ruby. Sorry. I've got other plans right now."

"Oh, okay…" Ruby looked slightly disappointed but still nodded anyway. "We'll just catch another game tomorrow or some other time. Have fun with your plans tonight, then!"

Yang sighed after hanging up. She felt really bad for turning Ruby down. Also really disappointed that she couldn't be there to see Weiss try to make sense of her favorite board game.

She hadn't told anyone what she was up to. Those women they fought were strong. That was why she could only follow on leads for now and maybe get a clue on who they were dealing with. She didn't think it would really make much of a difference if she was by herself or with her classmates, so she chose not to involve them for now.

"Sorry, Rubes. I've got a really important blind date tonight." She strapped on her helmet, saddled her bike, and throttled the engine. "I'll be sure to treat you when I get back."

Yang rode off, leaving Junior Xiong's club behind her. It looked like visiting him had actually paid off this time.

"You know it could've been a lot cheaper if you told me to buy three in the first place, right?"

Roman leaned on the wall of the garage as he watched Shirou examine the newly delivered motorcycle. He didn't really care much at all about the spending habits of others, but his boss literally breathed down his neck whenever he read the expenditures of their operations. And here he thought he loved money.

"Sorry for the trouble," said Shirou. "It didn't really occur to me that Saber would get so jealous."

"Really now? You didn't think giving a girl gifts would make your other girl jealous?" Roman said with as much sarcasm as possible. "I'd be thinking of what other things to give your other ladies if I were you."

"Oh, I'm sure they're fine with it," smiled Shirou. "They're pretty mature."

"You sure about that?"

After seeing the look Roman gave him, Shirou seemed to give it a bit more thought.

"…Maybe I should buy some presents in advance," he finally said. "You know, just in case."

"Better." Roman gave him a pat on the back. "Just remember to get the little missy something as well. I really don't want to be around her whenever she gets… uh, agitated."

A series of rings resounded in the garage. It seemed to be coming from Roman's coat pocket.

"Oh, that's mine," Roman took out his scroll and answered it. The scroll was on audio only since he wanted to make sure none of his contacts know more than they should. "Y'ellow? Need something, Junior? Someone what?"

He went silent as Junior continued to talk to him over the phone.

"Is that so?" said Roman after getting a grasp of the situation. "Well, I guess it's a good thing you handled it then. No. No, it's not going to affect the usual business. I'll keep away for the time being, but I'll have someone else handle things there. You put her off the trail anyway. I doubt she'll think of getting back to you on it. She'll have plenty of other things to think about if she's going where she's headed. Best case scenario is she doesn't get back from it at all."

Roman said goodbye and hung up.

"What was that about?" asked Shirou curiously.

"Almost had a bit of a problem with someone nosing around Junior's place." He saw Shirou frown uneasily. He knew that these people he worked for were very sensitive about their secrets. Not like anyone would believe in magic nowadays anyway.

"What happened?"

"No worries," said Roman. "Junior sent her on someone else's trail. She won't find much of anything about us. She's someone else's problem now." He had a sadistic grin on his face as he thought of throwing another wrench in Cinder's plans. "Honestly, nosy kids are good at making headaches for people."

"Kids?" said Shirou.

"Yeah," nodded Roman. "A student from Beacon. One of the ones who kept getting in our way."

"What?!"

"Woah! Easy there!" Roman backed off from Shirou. He could tell he was not happy about this news.

"What did you mean that the best case scenario was she doesn't get back at all?" he asked, his voice grave.

"Well, Junior sent her off to a place he knew a bunch of White Fang members had been hanging around recently," quickly answered Roman. "Thought it'd be nice if they could get rid of her for us. One less nosy kid to worry about and all that."

"Dammit!" Shirou went on Saber's bike and turned it on. "Where did he send her?"

"Hey, you're not seriously thinking of going there, are you?!" shouted Roman over the loudness of the bike. "She's not our problem!"

"Just tell me where she is," said Shirou impatiently.

Roman cursed the goody two-shoes in front of him. He still had to tell him where, though. The contract he had signed did not allow him to leave information demanded of him from any of his boss' party.

The motorcycle rocketed out of the garage, the tires squealing and making skid marks on the floor. Roman had to hold down to his hat as the bike went past him.

"Damn wannabe heroes!" cursed Roman. "You can't save everyone!"

Yang parked her bike on the curb of the street. She stood just outside of a tall abandoned building. It was overlooking the train depot just across from where she was. Junior hadn't told her much about the women she and her classmates had encountered, but he did mention that the White Fang might know more than he did. He also added that some of his sources had apparently found them gathered at this location for reasons unknown to them.

"Time to get some answers." Yang knocked her fists together.

As per her usual routine with doors that keep blocking her way from whatever it is she wanted, she used Ember Celica to blast them open. The door was apparently ill maintained, being part of an abandoned building and all, the hinges unable to hold the door in place. When Yang had entered the building, the door had flown and hit a White Fang member, knocking him unconscious.

"Knock knock!"

Chaos soon ensued as Yang just pummeled her way through goon after goon that tried to attack her. It was surprisingly easy. There were a lot less people here than at Junior's place.

Yang was just about to clobber one goon in the face when she heard the elevator ding. She saw a girl she hadn't noticed until now enter it, slinging her umbrella to her shoulder. Her heterochromatic eyes stared at her. She gave Yang a playful smirk just before the elevator doors closed.

"At least I know who to ask now," said Yang. She threw the White Fang member at another of his compatriots who had just begun to stir from the ground, knocking both out.

Yang noticed that the elevator had stopped at the rooftop. She followed using the other nearby elevator, patiently waiting until it came to a stop at her destination.

"Hey shortstuff!" Yang shouted as soon as the elevator doors opened. She stepped out to a windy and cloudy night sky. "I promise to be gentle if you just tell me what I wanna know!"

Quickly turning she shot out a round from her bracers at something coming at her from behind. Sitting on top of the elevators, Neo was tossing a piece of crumpled paper ball up and down in her hand. She still had that playful grin on her face.

Yang fired a shot at her.

"I don't like getting played around with," snarled Yang, seeing Neo dodge easily and landing just right in front of her. "Not a good night for games."

Yang immediately went in to close the gap between them. She was serious about this. So it came as a surprise to her when she found her opponent evaded her blows so easily, moving just a few inches from her attacks.

Neo hooked Yang by her neck with the umbrella she carried on one hand whilst spinning behind her back, sending Yang's momentum toward a brick wall.

"Dammit!" cursed Yang as she once again turned to face the short girl. "You are really getting on my nerves. Hold still so I can beat some answers out of you!"

Yang continued to assault the shorter girl, punching and shooting her bracers. She was letting her frustrations get the best of her. She used to think that she was strong, but having faced another opponent that she could barely hit… her rage was getting peaked.

Neo kept backing away from her until she finally stopped. The short girl landed deftly on the ledge of the building. There was no room for her to back away now.

Yang smiled as she finally cornered the agile girl. Neo appeared to realize this as she looked back behind her over the edge then back at Yang.

"I've got you know!" Yang threw her fist at Neo's surprised face. A strange crack appeared where her fist landed. "What?!"

Neo's image shattered like the breaking of glass. Yang perilously tried to regain her balance as her momentum almost sent her off the ledge. She stood on her heels trying to back away, but she felt the tip of something push her forward.

Yang fell.

She was able to turn around just in time to see that wicked smirk of Neo, pulling up the tip of her umbrella. She tried to fire at least just one more shot at her, but a click from her bracers indicated she had spent all her ammo.

All she could do was fall…

Neo stood there on that ledge and watched. She was surprised when she heard the ding of the elevator. When she turned around to see the doors wide open, a red blur had suddenly ran past her.

Meanwhile, as Yang descended, the blonde fighter tried to reload her Ember Celica. The rushing winds made it difficult on her.

"I can do this, I can do this!" she said through gritted teeth as she finally managed to get a grip on a belt of ammo. A strong gust blew at her and caused her to lose her grip. "No!"

Yang's could see the ground getting closer. She had no more time left. Her whole life flashed before her. Memories of her dad, her wayward mom, Ruby… So many of them passed her by as she fell. There were so many… but they felt so short.

Her latest memory came to her.

"…I'm so sorry, Ruby." Her sister expected to come home tonight. Blake and Weiss would, too. Her friends—she didn't want to leave any of them behind.

Her heart seized as the fear of death gripped it.

She closed her eyes and looked away.

"Please! Save me!" she cried out with all her might. "I don't want to die!"

Her eyes still closed, she couldn't help but feel for the inevitable. After a second or two, she still couldn't feel it. Strangely, all she felt was a sudden weightlessness and something else.

She opened her eyes, only to see a pair of gentle steel grey eyes watching her. They belonged to a man with red cloth covering his entire head. He held her in his arms like a knight carrying his princess. Only his eyes were visible. His arms held her firmly and securely close to him.

Gone were her thoughts of death. All she could do was stare into those steely eyes.

So lost was she in her thoughts that she hadn't realized that they had finally reached the ground safely. He dropped her with care, standing back briefly to examine her, uttering not a single word. After giving a single nod, he left her.

"W-Wait!" Yang shouted, but the man was long gone.

She stood dazed for a minute, staring to where he had run off. Her legs seemed to have finally given out, the near death experience having caught up.

"…I'm alive, right?" She couldn't believe it. "I was saved?"

She started to laugh. The whole thing was just surreal. She had almost died if not for that mysterious man.

Her laughter started breaking into broken sobs. She couldn't stop the tears from coming. She'd be able to return home to Beacon. To see Ruby.

Yang's scroll rang. She could see that it was her sister calling.

"…What's up?" she answered, rubbing her tears away. She'd pick up with only the audio so her sister wouldn't see her in her current state.

"Yang?" Ruby's voice seemed concerned. "Are you okay? Your voice sounds strange."

"Yep!" Yang said energetically. "Totally fine! Just had a really strong drink that was hard to swallow."

"Yang! You know dad said not to go overboard with trying alcohol yet! He gets really worried we'd end up like uncle Qrow." Just the sound of her voice caused Yang to beam. She was just so happy to hear it. "Anyway, are you coming home soon? I still have some cookies leftover for a midnight snack if you want some?"

"Sure. I could use something to eat." Everything about that just sounded wonderful to her. "I'm coming home…"

"…Yang?" said Ruby. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"Don't worry, Rubes. I'll be there to kiss you goodnight."

"Ugh! You haven't done that since we were kids!"

"But you are still just a kid."

Yang could imagine Ruby pouting over the scroll.

"Fine…" said her sister reluctantly. "Just this one time, okay?"

Her sister gave up quite easily. Seemed like she didn't completely believe her that everything was okay.

"See you soon, Ruby."

A/N:

There are quite a few reasons why it took me so long to update, but the primary reason would have to be because I find it hard to work with a still continuing series. I am unsure if I should just end this whole story with volume 3 or just build on it as it goes. So, I do what I usually do with hard things like this, and that is to procrastinate.

Also, I'm trying to get better with my writing still. I've read a few things here and there, and what I've found is that there are reaaally a lot of styles when it comes to writing. There are detailed stories that visualize so well and paints the world, but then there are stories with few that are even more wonderful. It's a hard thing to keep track of. Some stories are even told simply through dialogue with little description and they still turn out great. I'm guessing that content is really what truly matters in a good story.

I'll be a lot busier with life this year, so I at least wanted to update this. Happy Chinese New Year!

As always, please read and review.