Hello! Sorry, this one's gonna be a short one. I didn't expect people to like it, to be honest.

Either way, happy reading! I hope you enjoy!!

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After Blake's twelve hour disappearance from Beacon, the one person she really wanted to apologize to was Yang. She knew that Yang had been abandoned before and it had a serious effect on the bombshell. Before seeing Yang, Blake had already decided that she wanted to tell Yang what had happened to her in her past, but she was afraid of what Yang would say.

Would she blame the Faunus girl for the hell that she'd lives? Would she be disgusted with Blake's submissive response to such a breach of her boundaries?

Blake asked Yang to meet her in the dorm room while Ruby and Weiss were off training for the tournament, giving her no real details until they were in the room, alone, with the door locked.

The blonde was seated on the bed, watching as Blake locked the door with shaking hands. She'd never seen Blake so flustered, even when they discovered that she had been a member of the White Fang for years. It was really concerning.

"Blake, what's wrong?" Yang asked, standing to close the distance between the two.

Blake refused to make eye contact, looking down at the floor as she made her way over to the bed. Though she was wearing her bow, it was easy to see her feline ears fold and pull back, giving away her distress. "Come sit down with me, I just want to talk to you," Blake said, the words breathy on her lips as she sat down on the bottom bunk bed.

Yang clenched her teeth as her temper flared, but she bit her tongue, sitting so she was facing Blake.

"You're my friend, right?" Blake asked, her voice shaking, mirroring her trembling hands.

Taken aback by the question, Yang left out an involuntary chuckle as her temper was extinguished. "Of course I'm your friend, Blake. Is that what this was all about?"

"No, I just had to make sure," Blake said, swallowing audibly. "So, I can talk to you about anything, right?"

"Yes, you can talk to me. Please, tell me what's going on," Yang said, her anxiety sparking her nerves again.

"I've never told anyone about this, and I think that's the problem. I haven't been able to open up about it, I was afraid to. But, you're my friend, so I want to tell you. When I was a member of the White Fang, I had a relationship with my working partner, Adam. We had a…" Blake paused, cringing slightly. "We had a physical relationship and at times, he was really pushy, but I cared about him so much that I…"

Yang clenched her teeth again, losing all her happy glow. "He raped you?"

Blake's eyes widened, meeting Yang's eyes for the first time. Those which were normally a light lavender were now piercing crimson. "I wouldn't say that…"

"Blake," Yang said, narrowing her eyes. "He forced himself on you, right?"

Inside of Blake, a million thoughts were running through Blake's mind. Was that what happened? There were times he would ignore her upset at his actions, but she's never admitted to herself that what was happening was rape. Countless times they returned from a mission and he was angry and beat her for any little thing she did wrong, using sex as a means of punishment. Most of what she felt was pain, very little pleasure.

"Blake?" Yang repeated, staring at the tears dropping from Blake's eyes.

The Faunus remained completely still for a moment longer before she spoke. "Y—yes." The word came with all the emotions she'd been fighting to hold back. She told Yang everything, from the beatings, the abuse, to the disgust she felt for herself for having allowed such a thing to continue.

Yang's eyes remained red as Blake spoke, but her hand softly reached out and took Blake's hand, lightly rubbing her thumb over her friend's hand comfortingly.

"I never could admit what it was that happened, just that I was so afraid of him. I know he's not all that strong, but I am so petrified of what else he could do to me." Blake began to sob, so Yang quickly reached out to hug her tightly.

"You don't have to be afraid of him anymore. No matter what, I'll never let him touch you again," Yang growled, working to get the anger she felt under control.

She couldn't help but want to find this Adam asshole and beat him within an inch of his life. How dare he do such a thing to Blake? What gave him the right?

"So," Blake said softly. "You aren't mad at me?"

Yang pulled back to look at Blake, her eyes falling back to lavender. "No, I'm happy you told me."

From that day on, the two girls were closer than any friendship Blake had ever made. Blake told her almost everything.

And that's why the Fall of Beacon was so difficult for Blake to handle. All of her fears came to get her all at once. Yang was dismembered, unconscious, defeated, and all Blake had done was run away. When she woke up, Yang would be so angry. She would beat herself up for losing to Adam, but she would be too concerned with Blake's condition to deal with her own problems.

So she left.

Every day she wondered if she made the right call, but she just wanted to protect Yang from Adam, and herself. Being near her best friend would only cause her to be put in more danger. Besides, she needed to see her family. There was too much that needed to be corrected to avoid Kuo Kuana any longer.

And now Sun was here. How was she going to focus on what she had to do?

However, she was really happy he showed up. She just… wasn't sure how to express it.

Blake woke that morning, leaning over the side of the bed to see Sun sleeping on the floor beside the basic bed. There wasn't much room, giving Sun barely enough room to lie there comfortably. It made her feel guilty, but Sun had insisted that it wasn't a problem. The soft nasal snore humming through the air told that he was perfectly satisfied with his sleeping arrangement. A small smile raised her lips as she crawled over the other side of the bed to go outside to get some fresh air.

Since her days in the Fang, she was stuck in a routine of rising before the sun, no matter how little sleep she'd gotten. It had been like this for nearly a week. She and Sun were just going through the motions until they reached their destination. Hopefully Kuo Kuana, home, would bring her just a little bit of closure.