Note: So I think I have a better direction as to where this story is headed. And this chapter is even a big longer, so yay! Nothing else to address really, so hope you enjoy!

Yang:

Between thinking about Blake and merely trying to stay awake, Yang found it impossible to focus on Professor Port's lecture. Granted, his lectures were never important and nothing he actually said would be on the tests, but Yang knew full well she could get called out and asked an extensive question on the spot if she didn't pay attention. Yang realized quickly that the powerful grip of exhaustion wasn't going to yield. Yang felt her eye growing heavier by the second; she tried blinking rapidly, but it only seemed to make them heavier.

'Where the hell was this exhaustion last night?' Yang wanted to yell to herself. She was starting to hate her subconscious mind more than the Grimm or than that idiot, Cardin.

Defeat was eminent as all of her will was being sapped from her muscles. Her head was locked onto a collision course with the desk and all she could helplessly do about it was ease the impact with her hands. Resistance was no longer an option; Yang's mind faded black as all the sound in the room diminished.

'Well you're asleep now, Yang. You may as well never wake back up since we're screwed if you do,' Yang thought in her sleep, 'May as well just go into a coma now; it'll be far less horrible than having Port yell me.'

"Yang! Thank you for volunteering! What is the answer?"

Yang's subconscious immediately released any hold it once had just in time for Yang to face this threat all alone. Yang jolted her head up and gave a ridiculous smile pretending she was simply hunched over taking notes.

'Well this doesn't look like a coma,' Yang thought furiously, 'Seems as if my mind has fucked me again.'

"Uh...what was the question, sir?" Yang muttered, clearly straining herself to keep up her smile...

"What's that? You'll have to speak up, little lady! What did you say?" Port yelled, knowing full well what Yang was likely saying. 'He can never make this easy can he?' Yang thought.

Yang opened her mouth to ask the same stupid question, but before the embarrassment could commence, Blake blurted out, "Decapitation." Everyone's eyes shifted to Blake.

'Jeez, I may be stupid but that's a radical punishment!' Yang thought.

"What?" Professor Port asked, confused.

"You asked what the quickest way to kill an ursa with a melee weapon was," Blake replied, still deathly calm. She didn't even seem aware of everyone's attention on her, "Yang responded 'decapitation'...You didn't hear her so I repeated it."

Port scratched his head, clearly not anticipating Yang would actually offer an answer, and rightfully thinking so, "Well yes, that would be a simple way to defeat an ursa...well done, Yang...Anyways! So there I was, surrounded by dozens of ursas with my foot caught in a bear trap and my weapon on the ground, too far away to reach. I obviously thought to -" Port immediately continued his story without a second thought.

Yang just stared at Blake in awe at Blake several seats in front of her. She thought Blake would turn around to give her a 'you're welcome' or a 'you're an idiot' look, but Blake's head didn't budge.

Yang glanced at Ruby who was sitting to her side. Ruby simply smiled and shrugged.

Yang leaned back in her chair and continued to pretend to pay attention. At least she was wide awake now as the situation began rapidly replaying in her head.

'Blake helped me back there...does she know?' Yang thought frantically,' No she couldn't...even if she did, that wouldn't explain why she randomly helped me out right there. Did she take pity on me? Oh my god, maybe she does know and she's just setting everything up so she can let me down easy. She's so kind, I can't believe she'd do that for me...But then, how did she find out...there's no way. No, she couldn't possibly know I like her. Why did she help me then? Am I thinking too much into this?'

In the middle of Yang's rollercoaster of ideas, the bell blared. She snapped back to reality as she saw everyone flooding out of their seats and out of the classroom. Yang kept her eyes on Blake as she walked past. Blake didn't look back once. Confused, Yang packed up her belongings and followed the class out as Port yelled his previews for his next adventure.

"You should've seen the look on your face, Yang," Ruby laughed. Team RWBY was all seated around their lunch table. "You give yourself too much credit for your smoothness."

Yang shook her head as she swallowed a bite of her sandwich, "Hey, it all worked out. I think Professor Port was far more embarrassed than I was when Blake swooped in. Thanks, again" Yang said to Blake, offering a grand smile.

Blake nodded, clearly not taking much interest in the conversation as she munched on a tuna sandwich.

'If she doesn't give a shit about helping me, then why the hell did she?' Yang thought, frustrated, 'Why do I lov- err like this girl so much if she won't even be consistent in her mystery? Weiss scowled, "I almost wish Blake hadn't stepped into to save you. You deserved embarrassment after using your educational efforts as an excuse to stay up late! You need to take Professor Port's class more seriously!"

"All right, all right," Yang cut it, "I agree. His class is very important." Yang laughed at her own joke and managed to get a chuckle out of Ruby. Weiss covered her face with her hand, poorly attempting to hide her look of disapproval. Yang glanced at Blake; she saw that Blake's eyes were forcefully squinted. Yang raised an eyebrow to that.

'Either my joke is causing her physical pain, which is possible I suppose, or she's trying not to laugh at it,' Yang pondered, 'The mystery thickens.'

"Well regardless of the importance of education, you really need to get your sleeping in order, Yang," Ruby stated, "You won't be a very strong huntress if you fall asleep throughout the day, and you've acted sleepy ever since we caught Torchwick several weeks ago. Are you sure that you're doing okay?"

Yang noticed her teammates were all looking at her, awaiting a response as she chewed another bite of her sandwich. Ruby had a look of concern, Weiss was still clearly annoyed, and Blake was still impossible to tell.

Yang swallowed another bite and laughed. "I'm fine, guys, honestly! I'll do my best to improve; I'm going to start getting better sleep," Yang promised, knowing full well what that would entitle.

The group seemed satisfied with the answer and returned to eating their lunch. Yang hastily retreated into her mind as kept eating her sandwich.

'I'm not going to get back to normal unless I can either get over Blake or I open up to Blake. Until that moment, I'm not going the sleep or act normal unless a greater threat comes along to distract me,' Yang thought, 'I'm fine if she doesn't like me back; I just need her to know.' The thought of Blake not returning the same feelings was less than encouraging, so Yang then considered the other option, 'If I can get concrete evidence she's not into girls, then that should satisfy my subconscious that there's no chance. Then I can move on with my life and never acknowledge these feelings again.'

The rest of the day was a blur to Yang as she tried to figure out a plan as to get confirmation of Blake's sexual orientation. She quickly realized a risk in her goal as she thought of different outcomes.

'What if I found out she IS into girls?' Yang thought. If that were to be the case, then her agonizing feelings for Blake would strengthen without a doubt. Then Yang wouldn't sleep ever again and probably would never quit day dreaming. Perhaps taking no action at all would be a better choice? Perhaps Yang could get herself over Blake without ever fully knowing if there was a chance or not. 'No,' Yang decided, 'one way or another, if I want this torture to end, then I'm going to have to figure Blake out... and god knows how fun that'll be.'

With her goal set in stone, Yang now only had one more issue to address, 'How will I manage to ask Blake about her sexuality without hinting that I'm interested?' Yang wanted to yell with anger, but couldn't as she was still in her final class of the day.

'If I want to keep suspicion off of me, then I'll need someone else to raise the question of what gender she likes. But who would have reason to? I could ask Ruby or Weiss to ask for me, but that would simply raise just as many questions from them and Blake as if I just asked Blake myself. 'As Yang sat with her mind floating around the idea, she finally snagged an answer. It seemed too perfect, too simple at first, but the more she though into it, the more Yang realized how flawless the plan would be.

The final bell of the day finally rang after eons of wading in anticipation. Yang walked out of class and now, free to take action, she took out her scroll and scanned through her contact list. Eventually she found her way down to who she needed. She clicked their name and anxiously listened to the beeps of the call going through. They finally picked up.

"Hello? What's up?"

Yang grin reached ear to ear, "Hey, Sun. I have an offer for you."

Note: Oh the cliff hangers. I'll get the next chapter out soon enough since it's clear what's happening next. You are free to review, it's the internet after all! Hope you enjoyed!