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To the Guest reviewer who asked if I had permission to do this. I dont? Im the original author. Im doing this for the fans who prefer longer chapters to binge instead of the constant short updates I usually do. Thank you!
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During the next few days, Weiss found herself falling into a pattern. She would wake up early in the morning, and eat breakfast with Yu once the blonde hero decided to wake up. After that, Yu would head out on patrol for a bit, which gave Weiss a chance to start growing her Dust. She found a storage room on the fourth floor that was out of the way, and it had a lock on the door. It was perfect. Ice, fire, and rock Dust were the easiest ones to grow. She placed the rock Dust in a pot full of dirt, and used her aura along with a glyph to help it grow.
It would be a while before it grew enough for Weiss to use. Fire was created in a similar manner, though she had to be especially careful so she wouldn't blow up Mt. Agency on accident. Ice Dust was the easiest to grow, especially considering that was the one she had the most of. Her earrings which were made of Dust would act as seeds, and hopefully she could get a decent supply in a few months. Gravity, electricity, and hardlight Dust would be trickier, but not impossible. They would take longer, but Weiss would get it done. She was a Schnee after all.
After 'watering' the Dust with her aura and special glyph, Weiss trained with Myrtenaster on the third floor. Fighting the air, and the occasional summon, she trained until Yu arrived with lunch. Sometimes Shinji, who turned out to be the hero known as Kamui Wood's, would join them. The afternoon would be spent studying Japanese culture with Yu's help, and researching whatever record companies were in the area.
Yu didn't know about that last one.
"So do you have any future plans?" Yu asked as she played with her phone as she laid on the couch. Weiss sat next to her, their legs crossing over each other. Strangely enough, she found herself growing closer towards the purple eyed hero.
"Hm?" Weiss hummed as she scrolled through several record companies' websites. She wouldn't join any random one after all. Everything needed to be inspected, from their controversies to their financial status.
"You know, like school. I mean, I know technically you're older than most highschoolers, but physically you're well, you know." Yu's hands did a weird motion. "Here you're a fourteen year old that's skipping school. I'm sure Detective Tsukauchi could find a way to forge middle school records well enough to get you into a highschool, but we should be planning ahead."
Weiss felt a grimace form on her face. While she wanted to protest, Yu did have a point. Plus she didn't want them to break any more laws. What options did Weiss have? She could go back to being a singer full time, but that would be a waste. Weiss was trained her whole life to become the head of the SDC, and she spent just as many years learning how to fight and sing. Could she allow all of that to go to waste?
"I'm not saying that you should choose right now, just keep it in mind. The new school year starts in about eight months." Yu suddenly smirked and showed Weiss her phone screen, showing a weird combination of a U and A. "I'm sure that with your skills you could easily make it into UA with an arm tied behind your back."
Ah yes, the closest thing that this world had to Beacon and the four huntsman academies. Apparently, most if not all of the top heroes in Japan were alumni of UA highschool. Did Weiss want to be a hero? She spent years honing her skills in order to become a huntress-in-training, but that didn't mean she was a hero. Did she even deserve to be a hero with all of her failures?
Weiss was no one's hero.
"I see…" Weiss said slowly, hardening the muscles in her face, forming the 'heiress smile' as Yang used to call it. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind."
Yu shrugged. "I'm just saying. With your skills, I bet you could even break into the top ten if you wanted. Maybe even hit Number one or two."
Did Weiss want that? She didn't know anymore. Weiss saved the names of a few companies that caught her eye and placed the phone back in her pocket. Once she had her ID, she could go and explore the companies in person.
Yu's phone started ringing.
"Hello? Yeah we're home." Yu gave Weiss a glance. "Oh that's perfect. I was starting to wonder if you could even pull it off." She mouthed a name.
Ah, it was Detective Tsukauchi.
"Uhuh. See you soon, bye-bye." Yu ended the call and went back to playing on her phone. "Detective Tsukauchi says that your ID is ready. You're now in the system. He said that he should be here in about an hour or so."
Weiss felt that weird feeling in her stomach again. This was just another reminder that she would never see her friends again.
"Ah ok." Weiss said evenly without any emotion. She got up slowly, untangling her legs from Yu's. "I'll be in my room. Could you please let me know when he arrives?"
Yu frowned, but nodded.
"Thank you." Weiss felt her body move automatically, and she soon found herself in her room, shutting the door behind her. Grabbing her pillows, she placed them in front of the crack where the door met the floor, blocking any sound from escaping.
What would she do? Would she apply to UA and become one of this world's heroes? But that was just a job here, a meaningless title, one that wasn't earned. From what Weiss had gathered in the short time she had been here, most people became heroes for fame and money. It was the same back home with some huntsmen and huntresses, but at least they all had one thing in common, fighting to protect humanity and Faunuskind from the Grimm.
What if she focused on her future singing career? But that wouldn't make her happy, even if her career exploded. Hiding her true self behind all of that fame and glamour.
Weiss sat with her back leaning against the door.
"La-la-la.." Weiss hummed softly as her mind raced.
What would Yang do? Probably punch her way back home, or become a hero to fight villains.
"La-la-la…"
What would Blake do? She would probably be amazed at how different some quirks made people look, and fight for those who couldn't.
"La-la…"
What would Ruby do? This one was easy, Ruby would be a hero, trying to save as many people as she could.
"Gales of song, guide me through the storm." Weiss sang softly. What would she do? She wasn't Yang. She wasn't Blake. "On the wings of a small, simple melody."
She definitely wasn't Ruby, with her beautiful silver eyes.
"Words take flight and soar, they carry me." Weiss closed her eyes. "A world we'll see, looking for a farewell, I pull the threads."
Weiss opened her eyes, revealing silver ones staring straight back at her. Feeling tears form in the corner of her eyes, she wiped them away before they could fall. The vision of Ruby reached a hand out.
"A life without you I cannot accept. I can't tell that lie." Ruby's hand went through Weiss' pale ones. "I can't let go." Weiss tried moving towards her partner, only for the vision to disappear, leaving her alone in the room.
Taking several deep breaths as she sat on her knees, Weiss continued to pour out her feelings.
"But now that you're gone I have to move on. Seems like everyone just smiles at the sun!" Weiss' singing started to speed up slowly as she grabbed her head. "But what about me?" Everything here reminded her of them. Could she move on? Could she forget?
"Tell me how will I know where I should go…" Weiss panted as she paused. What did moving on really mean? Did that mean she should throw her past away and forget her friends? Forget Ruby? Or could she move on while remembering the good times she spent with them? They weren't here, but that didn't mean that Weiss was alone. As long as she had them in her heart and in her memories, they would still be here.
"Oh, gales, you sing and guide me!" Weiss sang loudly, releasing her head. "I walk alone, there's more to life I have to know." What would her friends say if they saw her like this? Ruby, Blake, Yang, Jaune, Ren and Nora, would they be disappointed in her? Or would they tell her to embrace this change, to explore this new world that lied ahead of her.
"It's just me, lost so far away from home!" Weiss felt the wind from the A/C tickle her skin, as if attempting to give her a comforting touch. "Alone I shut myself in, still the winds howl, they call and their voices lead me…" The vision of Ruby appeared at the window, giving Weiss a wave with a smile.
The rest of Team RWBY pull Weiss into a tight hug, their warmth heating up her cold heart.
"...Gales of song, guide me through the storm, let the melody lift me high! I'll be me!" Weiss waved back, as a sad smile formed on her face. The vision disappeared once again, yet Weiss wasn't alone. Her friends would always be here, carefully stored inside her heart.
"Gales of song, please stay by my side."
Weiss wasn't her team, she was her own person, but she would still do her best to make them proud. She will honor their memory.
"Winds of love, breathe into my life."
She made her decision.
Detective Tsukauchi arrived not long after Weiss impromptu singing session. Thankfully, it seemed that Yu didn't hear thanks to Weiss' quick thinking with the pillows. That would have been a bit embarrassing. If Yu did hear her, she didn't mention anything about it. Now she was back in the living room seated beside Yu as Detective Tsukauchi stood in front of them. He wasn't wearing his trench coat and fedora that Weiss was used to seeing him, instead he wore a simple black suit and a white shirt.
"Here's your ID as well as any other paperwork that you may need." Detective Tsukauchi handed Weiss a small card and a yellow folder that seemed to be relatively full. She grabbed the both of them politely, her eyes scanning her new ID. A photo of herself scowling stared back at her.
"Thank you." And he made her official age fourteen. Now she was going to be stuck with children when she went to school.
"Don't mention it. Officially, you are a refugee from Germany who was given citizenship. With your status, you'll be able to attend any school here, even UA or Shiketsu if you want." Detective Tsukauchi said. He gave Yu a slight glare. "And I did it legally, without breaking any laws."
Yu flashed him a sheepish grin. "You know it wasn't all that legal." That earned her a sigh from both Weiss and Detective Tsukauchi.
"Actually, I made my decision. About what I plan to do with my future I mean." Weiss said softly. That earned her two pairs of confused eyes staring at her.
While she did plan on repaying Yu for everything, and she wasn't backing out on using her music to make money, it would be a waste if she didn't use the skills she gained as a huntress-in-training for the greater good.
Back in her world, Weiss decided to become a huntress in order to fix the mistakes Father had made, to bring honor back to the Schnee name. Here, she didn't have to do any of that, but could Weiss stand aside when there was so much injustice in the world? Could she do that when so many 'heroes' only became one for fame and money?
Could she face Winter knowing that she just stood there while others suffered? Could she face the remains of Team JNPR? Could she face her team?
"I want to go to UA." Six simple words, yet they held so much meaning. While this world wasn't on the brink of extinction, having to deal with the Grimm, the White Fang, and only Brothers know how many other threats were out there, Weiss would still do her best to protect her new home, and do her best to earn the title 'hero'.
Most of all, Weiss was sure that she would make her team proud.
"I'm so proud of you!" Yu exclaimed, pulling Weiss into a tight embrace. For the second time this month, Weiss found herself suffocating in her guardian's rather large chest. C-Can't breathe-
"Let go of me!' Weiss used her aura enhanced arms to remove the woman's arms, easily being able to do so, much to Yu's surprise. "You could have killed me!"
"Could have, but didn't." Yu pouted, crossing her arms and turning her head away. Weiss sighed, and pulled Yu back into a hug, which the blonde eagerly returned.
"Thank you for everything." Weiss murmured as Yu ran her hands through Weiss' white hair.
Detective Tsukauchi coughed into his fist awkwardly. The two released each other with reddening faces.
"Now with that done, I shall be taking my leave." Detective Tsukauchi turned to Weiss, his lips forming a small smile. "I'm sure that you'll be a great hero. If you ever need anything, you have my number."
"Thank you Detective." Weiss said, returning his smile.
He left soon after, leaving Weiss alone with Yu.
"Finally, some peace and quiet." Yu said, throwing her legs up on the couch, and onto Weiss' lap. "I was wondering if he was ever going to leave."
"Don't be rude. He was doing us a favor." Weiss said as she opened the yellow folder, examining the papers inside.
"True true. Anyways, don't worry about UA. I can help you out with the application first thing tomorrow morning." Yu's stomach started to growl. "But first, let's go out and have a nice meal for dinner. I'm sure you're getting tired of takeout."
Weiss frowned. She really didn't have a choice here did she? Well, at least she had a plan to repay Yu.
All she needed was a good song that'll make her money.
"Sure, but let's go to a music store afterwards." Weiss said. While the internet could say one thing about Japan's taste in music, seeing it in person could reveal much more than some articles online.
"You know how to play an instrument?" Yu's eyes widened as she sat up.
Weiss felt a smirk growing on her face, and there was little she could do to stop it.
"I would have you know that I know how to play several, including but not limited to the piano, violin, cello and guitar." Thank you nonexistent childhood social life. Father made Weiss learn multiple instruments in order to show off to his rivals at work. He supported her music career initially, back when Winter was the heir to the SDC. Said something about how it boosted their stock and made the Schnee family look superior.
"Can you play Let it go?" Yu asked, her voice excited.
"Play what?"
"Don't tell me you've never heard Let it go?! That movie with the Snow Queen? You even have white hair, pale skin and blue eyes. You're the Ice Queen!" Yu seemed offended. "We are definitely watching Frozen once movie night comes around."
Weiss felt her left eye twitch.
"I hate you...so much."
"Aww, I love you too, my little Tsundere."
"Are you sure noodles are ok? We could have gotten something better, like steak!" Yu complained as they walked down the sidewalk, their main source of light being the various signs that lined the buildings, as well as outdoor food stalls that seemed to be common here. The sun was starting to disappear, with the moon slowly taking its place in the sky. Wearing pants felt weird, but she was getting used to it.
"I'm sure." Weiss said. While steak did sound nice, keeping up with her training meant that she needed to measure her calorie intake, and she needed a lot of them. Her fighting style relied on all of her muscles as she danced around the battlefield, and she needed the energy in order to pull them off. The noodles were cheaper, and they would be more filling. They could go eat steak once Weiss made money.
"If you say so. You scared the waiter when you asked for that fourth bowl." Yu laughed as she patted her stomach. "For such a small girl, you do eat a lot."
"Where I'm from, that's a normal portion!" Weiss fired back. While it wasn't the complete truth for the average person back home, for huntsmen and huntresses, it was very true. Fighting hordes of Grimm and dealing with bandits took a lot out of a person. That and Weiss planned on repaying Yu anyways. Eating well was ingrained into Weiss' mind after Winter found out that she skipped meals often to focus on training. Thankfully, she never found out that Weiss used to purge the food from her system afterwards to maintain her body figure. That habit stopped after arriving at Beacon, after meeting her friends.
"Uhuh." Yu smirked as she placed an arm around Weiss' smaller shoulders as they walked. Yu left her car back at Mt. Agency, claiming that she wanted Weiss to explore the neighborhood, and the area surrounding it, since she had locked herself in Mt. Agency ever since she arrived. "Don't worry, I know you're a growing girl."
Weiss only sighed in response as her eyes analyzed the street signs that caught her attention. No matter how many times she thought about it, the fact that Japanese and Mistralian script was practically identical amazed her. It was the same way with Valish, Atlassian, Vacuan and their respective languages in this world. There was so much to learn, thousands of years of history to read up on, new books! Blake would have loved those. A yellow taxi drove past them, honking as it did so, with a motorcycle attempting to go around it. Yang would have loved looking at the various styles, comparing them to her Bumblebee.
"-helllo? Earth to Weiss?" Yu's voice sliced Weiss' current train of thought. "Weiss, are you ok?"
"Hm? I'm fine, sorry. Were you saying something?" Weiss said, carefully escaping Yu's arms with help from her aura. She forced a smile on her face, showing pristine white teeth.
Yu frowned, but shook her head. "Nah, I was just checking on you. You seemed to have zoned out for a bit."
"Oh-"
"And we're almost at the music store according to the map." Yu held up her phone, her frown turning into a grin rather quickly. "Still, I kinda want to know why you want to go to one when you have the internet. Is there an instrument you're interested in?"
As nice as that sounded, Weiss would rather wait for her own money to buy instruments instead of further causing Yu to waste money on her, like she had during dinner. That was already starting to make Weiss feel guilty. Still, she couldn't tell Yu that she actually wanted to see what music trends were popular these days, Yu would get suspicious and likely try to prevent her plan.
"Sure. I think it would be interesting to compare instruments, see the difference in craftsmanship." Weiss said. "Maybe see if there are any instruments I'm not familiar with or don't exist-"
The words died on Weiss' lips as she stopped walking. Being stuck in a world that wasn't her own was a thought she was getting used to, but it wasn't easy. Thinking it was one thing, but saying it out loud was a completely different matter. While the wound in her side had been healed, her mind and emotions were still raw and bloody.
Whenever Weiss went to sleep she dreamt of red, black, and yellow colors.
Yu grabbed her shaking hand. "I'm here for you, Weiss."
"I'm fine." Weiss choked out, moving out of Yu's grip. She started walking again. "How much farther is the music store?"
Yu's frown was back Weiss noticed, but she pressed onwards as she took a left at the next intersection.
"It's in the opposite direction."
"I knew that!"
The music store was relatively easy to spot since they had several guitars hanging against the window, allowing passerbyers to see their merchandise. The musical note that sat right in the middle of their sign also confirmed that.
"The only thing I know about music is that musicians make it." Yu said as she opened the door for Weiss. That was the dumbest thing Weiss had ever heard, which Yu seemed to notice as they stared at each other at the entrance. "Did I say that out loud?"
"Yes, yes you did." Weiss smirked, being the first to break eye contact as she walked in. Various instruments lined the wall, ranging from violins to guitars, with different styles on each one of them. From where she stood, she could make out a few pianos as well as drums. The shelf set up in the middle was lined with various CDs with pictures of random people or objects on the cover. A few people were already inside, spread out all over the store.
"Welcome to Haruto's music store." A man with a treble clef for a head said. "Feel free to let me know if you need any help."
"Thank you!" Yu said with a big smile, while Weiss only gave him the smallest of nods.
"I'm going to see what albums they have." Weiss announced.
"I'll be over there when you're ready to leave." Yu pointed her thumb toward the area where people could try out different instruments.
The two parted ways after that, with Weiss walking towards the shelf with the CDs, her eyes scanning each cover, especially the ones that seemed like they were almost sold out.
"Let's see, Lisa, SID, Adele Dazeem, Mad Hatters, Feathers…" Weiss whispered several names to herself. Japanese music seemed to vary in different styles, ranging from ballads to hard rock. This should be useful once she chose a song to debut with. Perhaps she should use one of her classic hits? Father was quite angry when she branched out into heavier hitting music.
Weiss' smile ended when she heard someone playing piano badly, each note sounding like a screech to her ears. Turning her head, she found the culprit. Sighing softly, Weiss walked over to Yu who seemed to be banging on an electric piano's keys.
"That's not how you play that." Weiss said as she grabbed Yu's hands gently to stop her from butchering another note.
"Oh really? Mind showing me how it's done then?" Yu fired back with a knowing smile. Weiss glared at her for a few seconds.
"Move out of the way." Weiss lightly bumped Yu's hip with her own. Hovering her hands over the piano's keys, Weiss pressed a note. Yup, just like back home. Now what should she play? The perfect song came into mind.
Her fingers started slowly dancing over the keys, a soft melody emerging from the back and white tiles.
"One life is not a long time." Weiss sang as she allowed muscle memory to take over.
"When you're waiting…" Weiss wrote this song on her way back to Atlas, after Beacon fell. "For a small sign."
"Patience." Weiss held the note a bit longer. "Is hard to find."
"Shadows, seem to fill your life." Weiss closed her eyes as the words left her lips and as her fingers did a slow dance.
"Don't be disappointed. Don't let your heart break. Don't spend another minute…" Weiss slowed down for a few seconds. "It's okay."
"Dry your eyes now, baby. Broken wings won't hold you down." Weiss compensated for the lack of other instruments by playing the piano loudly, each finger expertly hitting each key she needed.
"You'll take flight soon, baby. You'll be lifted up…" Weiss held her eyes shut to stop any potential tears from falling.
"And you'll be there…"
Weiss held the note as she sang, her fingers hitting the last keys she needed.
When she opened her eyes, Weiss' eyes widened as a crowd gathered around her. Was she that immersed into the music? Yu stared at her with eyes just as large, and she clapped. Like dominos falling, the crowd started to clap, with the treble clef man clapping as loud as he could.
"You sound just like an idol!"
"You're so pretty!"
"Are you a trainee somewhere?"
Questions started to bombard Weiss, who did a curtsey with an imaginary skirt. Suddenly, a girl with foreign features forced herself through the crowd, her black and yellow eyes contrasting against her pink skin.
"Oh, my God! You're amazing!" The alien-bug girl said as she ran up to Weiss, which caused her to take a few steps back.
"Uh, thank you." Weiss said with the forced smile she always used at concerts. The girl took Weiss' hands into her own, causing Yu's mouth to drop.
"Do you wanna be friends?" The girl smiled, her two little horns sticking out of her pink hair. She slapped herself on the forehead. "I'm such a dummy, I almost forgot to introduce myself."
She posed dramatically, using her fingers to form a V over one of her eyes.
"I'm Ashido Mina! A pleasure to meet you!"
Weiss froze as her lips suddenly felt dry.
Silver eyes stared back at her.
Weiss made sure that her mask didn't crack, that not an ounce of emotion was shown on her face. She had plenty of practice in the past, keeping the mask on for hours while she performed, or whenever she shadowed Father when he went to his board meetings. Smile, don't show your true thoughts, be the perfect heiress, an ice queen. It took all of her willpower not to break her composure.
"I see." Weiss managed to force out, the pained smile still etched on her scarred face. "I'm Weiss Schnee. A pleasure to meet you as well." The crowd was slowly starting to disperse, but a girl with short black hair kept staring at Weiss with large eyes. Out of the corner of her eye, Weiss saw Yu walk away casually as she admired an ugly guitar, throwing her nervous glances every once in a while.
Ashido grinned. "Your voice is just as pretty as your name! You're not Japanese right?" She tilted her head as she asked the question, her eyebrows coming together in thought.
Weiss nodded slowly, it was the polite thing to do as she tried to find a way out. "I'm from Germany." The lie easily flowed out of her mouth, though the word Germany felt quite weird on Weiss' lips. "I moved here not long ago actually."
Ashido's eyes widened. "Wow! That's awesome! You're Japanese is so good, I wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't for your name." She placed a finger on her chin. "Foreigners usually call each other by their given name too, right?"
"I believe so." Weiss said coolly. The crowd was mostly gone, and it seemed that one of them recognized Yu who was posing as they took pictures. It seemed like she was stuck here then, with the girl who acted like Ruby. She bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from saying something she would regret later.
"Then feel free to call me Mina!" Ashido grinned again as she stepped into Weiss' personal space. "I'm also not from around here, this prefecture I mean, but I am Japanese. Meeting people from other countries is so cool!"
Weiss had to stop herself from scoffing. Wait till she found out Weiss was from another dimension. Oh wait, that would never happen.
"I agree. Japan is such a beautiful country, I can't wait to explore more of it!" Weiss' forced smile grew. "Forgive me for asking, but what are you doing here if you're from the neighborhood, Ashido?" If she noticed that Weiss used her last name, Ashido didn't show it.
That caused the pink girl to blush, which was barely discernible to the naked eye.
"I may have boarded the wrong bus and fell asleep." She pressed her two index fingers together. "So I decided to make the best of it! I heard that there was a popular music store in the area so I came to check it out."
Raising an eyebrow, Weiss wasn't surprised. That was the exact kind of situation that Yang and Ruby would find themselves into.
Ashido's eyes appeared to be silver and lilac for just a second, interchanging between the two colors before disappearing.
Weiss blinked as she discreetly pinched her thigh to keep her focus, the pain always helped. Her lips still felt dry, which was unfortunate. She didn't know what else to say, having rarely talked to anyone back at Beacon outside of her team, Team JNPR, and Team CFVY. The other students and faunus always stayed clear of her for some reason, with a few that tried getting into her good graces to ask for favors.
"Well, you came to the right place. Haruto can get just about anything you need." Another voice said, causing Weiss' eyes to view the newcomer to their conversation. It was the girl with short black hair from earlier, but the feature that Weiss didn't notice earlier almost made her do a double take.
Her earlobes looked like headphone jacks, like the ones that Yu plugged into her phone to listen to music whenever she did her workout. Said woman was now enjoying the attention of three teenagers who stared at her with perverted eyes, the same eyes many of her former classmates used whenever they gazed at Yang's assets. How disgusting.
"Really?" Ashido turned her head to glance at the treble clef headed owner. "Do you think he can find extremely old American hip hop? I've been searching everywhere for my breakdancing routine, but nobody has them." Ah, so she was a dancer.
The dark haired girl also gave the owner a glance. "Possibly. He has his ways, or so I've been told." She held up a bag full of bass guitar picks. "I use a specific type of pick that I couldn't find anywhere else, but he managed to find them."
"Hmm, maybe you're right." Ashido smiled. "I didn't catch your name by the way. I'm Ashido Mina, and this is Weiss Schnee!" She extended her hand towards the newcomer after briefly pointing at Weiss.
"Jirou Kyouka." Jirou took the pink girl's hand. She turned towards Weiss. "I never heard that song before. Did you write it? Or was it the translation of a foriegn song?"
Jirou's eyes turned golden for just a second.
"I did." Weiss answered numbly. There were too many people here, it was starting to make her feel anxious. Hopefully they wouldn't start digging into her personal life.
Jirou nodded slowly. "Your singing technique is good, as well as your piano's technical skills. I've never heard a voice like yours before." She said a bit awkwardly.
"Yeah!" Ashido added with a fist in the air.
"Thank you. Do you sing by any chance?" Weiss asked, mostly to be polite. She just needed to stall until Yu noticed her dilemma.
"I do, and I know how to play a few instruments." Jirou rubbed the back of her neck nervously. "Though your vocal range is much better than mines."
"I'm sure you're much better at the bass than I am." Mostly because she never bothered learning said instrument, but it wouldn't hurt to be nice. Trying to humble oneself took a lot out of a person.
"You could tell that they're bass picks with just a glance?" Jirou asked with a raised eyebrow. Ashido's eyes also focused on Weiss'.
"I uh-I was taught how to play several instruments since I was little." Weiss said slowly. Yu still didn't seem to notice, and Weiss didn't want to appear rude.
"You. Are. Amazing!" Ashido seemed to be bouncing with energy. "I can already tell that we're going to be the best of friends."
Uh no, no they would not.
"I'm so proud of you! Making friends already!" Yu said excited as they walked into Mt. Agency, with Weiss slouching as she walked, which was a rare occurrence. She always had perfect posture, just not at that very moment.
Weiss was forced to give the two girls her number to avoid being rude, which was a very hard thing to so, but she made her team a promise. Weiss Schnee would become a better person! That didn't mean she had to like it.
"I hate you."
It took all of Weiss' self control to stop herself from slamming her head onto her desk over and over again. A few days had passed since her visit to the music store, and she still hadn't made any progress on what song to debut with, or which companies she should debut with first. She kept herself busy of course, still studying Japanese manners as well as making sure that her body was optimized for combat. With some help from Yu, Weiss already sent her application to UA. Now all she had to do was pass the entrance exam, which should be easy.
Weiss was sure that nothing could compare to Professor Ozpin throwing all potential first year students off a cliff and into a dangerous forest filled with Grimm that would murder them on the spot if the fall didn't kill them. She passed with flying colors of course, using her Glyphs to land and fight her way through the forest. That was where Ruby became her partner after they made eye contact.
Weiss glared at a sheepish looking Jaune, who was pinned to a tree several feet in the air by a very familiar looking mechashift weapon. The two stared at each other until she gave him a sneer. That idiotic buffoon was going to get himself and whoever he partnered up with killed.
She walked away in the opposite direction, grabbing Ruby by her red hood so she could get as far away from the gold-digger as possible.
"By no means does this make us friends."
"You came back!"
Weiss smiled at the memory. She was such a horrible person back then, it was a wonder she even made any friends. She missed them so much, but they would want her to move on. She would fight in their memory, and make them proud. Now if she could only make some money so she wouldn't continue to be in Yu's debt.
"Why is this so hard?" Weiss grumbled as her phone started to buzz. She didn't need to look at her phone to know who was texting her. Ashido decided to make a group chat, adding Jirou and Weiss to create what she called, 'The Musical Trio'. Was it stupid consisidering that Ashido didn't know how to sing or how to play an instrument? Perhaps, but she did know how to dance. Yeah, that was a bad excuse for the name. The three had been texting ever since that fateful meeting.
Grabbing her phone with a groan, Weiss looked through her messages. That meeting at the music store doubled the amount of contacts that she had before.
Ashido: My Mom grounded me for 'running' away, so I can't leave the house unless it's for school :(
Jirou: That sucks.
Ashido: I knoooow. So what are u guys up to?
Weiss felt a grimace form on her face. While she was perfectly capable of handling herself in social events, this was out of her capabilities. She didn't know what teenagers in this world liked, or how they thought. Back home, most people only wanted to be her friend because she was a Schnee.
That name had no meaning here.
Jirou: I'm helping my Dad tune some of his instruments
Ashido: So coooool! Wat about u Weissy? I know ur there~ :D
Weiss groaned as she bit her bottom lip. What should she say? She didn't want to reveal too much personal information. Ashido lived in a completely different prefecture, which was good in Weiss' opinion. That meant the chance of running into the pink girl randomly on the street was low. Jirou, on the other hand, lived somewhere in the neighborhood, and while Weiss found herself tolerating the dark purple, almost black haired girl, better than Ashido, she didn't want to get close to anyone. Still, that was no reason to be rude.
Weiss: I'm trying to pick a song to submit to a record company.
That should work, it didn't reveal too much information, and hopefully Ashido took the hint that she was busy. The phone buzzed before Weiss could even place it on the desk.
Ashido: Wait, u have more than just dat 1 song from d store?
Weiss: Yes. I have several albums worth of songs.
Jirou: Why don't you post videos of your singing online? You could get sponsorships if you want to go that route, without being tied to a contract.
Weiss narrowed her eyes in thought. That could work, especially since she was going to start school in a few months if she passed the entrance exam, she most likely would.
Ashido! Wow Jirou! How do u kno so much about dat stuff?
Jirou: My parents are musicians, and my Dad's a composer. Music was my life I guess.
Hmm, the idea was starting to appeal to Weiss, but she didn't have any funds to buy equipment. Yu wouldn't mind, but Weiss did mind. She would do this without placing a bigger burden upon her guardian.
Weiss: I'm not sure…
Jirou: I can help you if you want. There's a small studio in my house.
Weiss' eyes widened. That was a generous offer, but a part of her wanted to refuse. She didn't want to be in anyone's debt.
Weiss: Are you sure? I don't want to impose.
Jirou: It's fine. I'm sure Dad would enjoy hearing you sing. Just let me know
Ashido: and if u ever need a dancer I'm here :)
These people were too nice to her. Would they change their tune if they ever found out about Weiss' past?
Weiss: I see, well thank you. I appreciate the offer.
Ashido: and speaking of enjoying Weissy sing, look at dis.
Ashido sent a link. Weiss' finger paused as it hovered over the screen. What did Yu say about links again? Don't click on them unless you know the sender. Did she really know these two girls? They had been welcoming, even with Weiss' rather dry messages. She tapped on the link, the resulting video causing her phone to fall onto the desk.
Someone had recorded her at the music store.
Weiss' eyes widened as the video started to play, her voice filling the room as she played the piano in the video. Who took this? It must've been somebody in the crowd, but who? Some stranger most likely, since she could easily spot the back of Jirou's head, her bag of picks being visible in her hands.
"Dry your eyes now, baby." The video was recorded at an angle in the air, but Weiss' face was visibly on display. She was beautiful of course, even with the scar that blemished her almost perfect face. The video played until Weiss finished singing, and the crowd erupted into applause. The video ended soon after.
She was about to read through the comments when the phone buzzed again, a notification from the Musical Trio' popping up at the top of the screen. She opened the message without another thought.
Ashido: Congrats Weisssy! Ur famous now!
Jirou: 300,000 views is pretty impressive. Especially since the video is only a few days old.
Weiss released the breath she was holding and brought her knees up to her chest, even as she sat in a chair. Was this really happening? Was this just a dream? A pinch to her arm confirmed that she was indeed awake.
Weiss: I'm shocked.
Jirou: I'm not. You have an amazing voice. You should share it with the world.
Ashido: Yeah! Wat she said!
Weiss went back to the video and started scrolling through the comments. Those two could have been saying all of that just to be polite. The comments, while Weiss knew that not all of them would be positive from her experience back on Remnant, should show a better picture of what people actually thought. Let's see...
She's so pretty!
Is this an original song? I can't find it anywhere
What a nasty looking scar
I love her voice! I heard JYPE was debuting a new idol group, could she be one of the trainees?
Gorgeous voice
I want to hear moreeee!
Weiss' eyes scanned dozens of comments, each one making her heart feel like it was tightening. This was way better than she expected, her eyes skipping the comments that were just plain hateful. She had done that countless times before, plus she already knew her strengths and weaknesses.
Jirou: Not to sound pushy or anything, but you should strike while the iron is hot
Ashido: Wat an old expression u old lady
Jirou: ….
Weiss bit her bottom lip so hard, she would have started bleeding if it wasn't for her aura. If she didn't take this opportunity, who knew when the next would arrive? While Jacques Schnee was a terrible Father, he did teach Weiss to never pass an opportunity, one of the only lessons that actually helped her in life.
Weiss: Jirou, is your offer still open?
Jirou: Of course I just offered it a few minutes ago-
Ashido: I call dibs on helping u run ur easygram!
Perhaps making new friends wasn't such a bad idea.
"You have a lovely home." Weiss commented as Jirou led her down the main hallway. Jirou's home seemed to be a different model compared to their neighbors, the outside color primarily being white.
"Thanks!" Jirou was dressed in shorts with two tank tops, the small more form fitting shirt being black, while the looser one on top was a bright orange. "Mom and Dad are out running an errand, but they should be back any minute now."
They walked into what seemed to be their living room. Parts of the walls were covered in shelves that reached toward the ceiling, each one filled to the brim with various records. A piano sat on the far end, with several guitars and bass guitars hanging on the wall.
"They sound lovely." Weiss smiled as she adjusted the bag that she had at her side. Shs spent the last few days transcribing her songs onto paper, picking out a few that she could use for her debut song. She couldn't exactly walk around with her scroll, that would result in too many questions.
"I guess." Jirou rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "They're pretty supportive."
She didn't know how lucky she was. Weiss raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment as she examined the room. Jirou's family seemed to be well off, and several of the records also had her family's name on them. Her Father must've been pretty successful.
"That's good." Weiss said, her voice tense. How did it feel to have a 'normal' family? While Ruby and Yang didn't have their Mother, they were happy with their Father who raised them alone with Qrow's help. Weiss didn't know much about Blake's past to comment on her family life.
"So, do you have any songs that you want to use?" Jirou asked as they sat on one of her couches.
"I brought a few that I think should work well, but I can't choose." Weiss admitted as she opened her bag, pulled out a few folders and handed them to Jirou, who took them after a moment's hesitation.
"Do you have a specific genre in mind? Or maybe an image?" Jirou opened the first folder and started skimming over the musical notes and lyrics.
"I like to experiment when it comes to my music." Weiss said. She hadn't thought that far to be honest, primarily focusing on a way to make money. "I don't like being confined to one specific genre." Plus it was a way to spite Father.
"I can tell. This doesn't sound anything like the song from the music store." Jirou's eyes widened as she flipped through the pages. "And you wrote the sheet music for each instrument?!"
"I did. I have a lot of free time, so…" Weiss shrugged. Jirou grabbed another folder, flipping through the pages with wide eyes. She did the same to another.
"Y-You wrote all of this by yourself?!" Jirou stuttered as she stared at the folder. Weiss nodded slowly. She did most of the heavy lifting, and was involved in the production as well, not wanting Father's producers to ruin the vision of each song she wrote. Only a few collaborations were co written with others, but Weiss left those back at Mt. Agency.
"Yup."
Jirou suddenly stood up with a large grin on her face. Extending one hand to Weiss while the other held a folder, her energy was infectious. Weiss didn't like it.
"Let's get you inside that studio."
Jirou's Father had long blond hair that fell right beneath his shoulders. Dressed in a loose blue buttoned-up shirt and in beige slacks, Weiss couldn't see any resemblances in Jirou. She was however, the spitting image if her Mother, with their hair color being similar shades, and what seemed to be identical quirks judging by Mrs. Jirou's ears. Quirks being hereditary made Weiss feel a bit uneasy, what would happen if she ever had a child? Not that she planned on having any at the moment, but the Schnee's family glyphs was one of the rare semblances that could be passed down.
The Schnee's glyphs are what allowed Grandfather to restore the family to glory, and resulted in many trying to marry into the family, hoping that they could gain such a powerful semblance for their own gain. Weiss had to deal with many self proclaimed suitors. Would one of her future children have a quirk and a semblance? This was unexplored territory that made her feel uneasy. Shaking her head internally, Weiss turned her attention back to the experienced composer that sat in front of her.
Mr. Jirou sat in a chair in the control room, right in front of the mixing console. Jirou leaned against said console, her hands placed at just the right spots where she wouldn't be touching any buttons or slides accidentally.
"You said you wrote all of this?" Mr. Jirou said gruffly as his eyes analyzed the song in the folder she handed him. With some help from Jirou, Weiss managed to narrow down her song choices down to a few.
"Yes." Weiss answered simply. The man was obviously a master at his craft, judging by how his eyes seemed to dance over the pages. A man with his experience was no doubt tearing her music apart in his brain, using the musical standards and preferences that were set in this world.
Mr. Jirou grabbed the second folder, his eyes showing no emotion as he read through it. After a few seconds, he closed it and stacked the two folders on an empty part of the console. He turned his hard gaze towards Weiss, Jirou sighing from her spot. Did he like them? Or was he disappointed in her songs?
"Those…"
Ah, here it came. A harsh remark to iron out the kinks in Weiss' perfect songs. Well, perfect by Remnants standards, but perhaps not here.
"Are…"
The worst songs he had ever heard in his life, shattering Weiss' plans of ever being able to repay Yu in the near future.
"THE GREATEST SONGS I HAVE EVER HEARD!" Mr. Jirou screamed, causing Weiss to flinch. Wait what?
"Wha-"
"THE FACT THAT YOU WROTE THE SHEET MUSIC FOR EVERY INSTRUMENT IN EACH SONG IS NOTHING LESS THAN IMPRESSIVE!" Mr. Jirou grabbed the folders as his eyes hungrily ate up the notes. "AND THE LYRICS? OH MY GOSH I FEEL YOUR EMOTIONS!"
Mr. Jirou started ranting as Weiss and Jirou stared at him in confusion.
"I showed him the video of you singing earlier. He was very impressed." Jirou commented as they ignored her Father's scream-rant. "I think he was just messing with you with that serious look on his face."
"You think?" Weiss' grimace was on full display. "So does this mean he'll help us?" Jirou was opening her mouth to respond when-
"Of course I will!" Mr. Jirou interjected, a large grin on his face. "These songs deserve to be shared with the world!"
Weiss felt a real smile form on her face. It felt weird, hearing such praise from a person who knew nothing about her. Back in Atlas people would eat up whatever she said, even if they disagreed with it.
"Thank you Mr. Jirou-"
"Just one thing." His eyes suddenly turned serious, causing Weiss to swallow the saliva that had built up in her throat. What was it this time? Was his suggestion a sneak attack? To get her while she was off guard?
"Yes?" Weiss and Jirou said at the same time.
Mr. Jirou stood up from his seat and stared through the glass wall that separated them from the recording booth.
"We're going to release two songs. The one you sang at the music store, and this one."
Jirou's eyes widened as her Father turned back to the two of them, holding the two folders in his hands.
"Kyouka, go get your Mother. We have a lot of work to do."
Now Weiss liked the sound of that.
"So how was it?" Yu asked as Weiss got in her car. The young hero was surprised that Weiss stayed at the Jirou household as long as she did. Her little tsundere didn't seem to like opening up to others, but it was great that she was starting to make friends!
"It was fun." Weiss said, a small smile on her face. Yu smiled in return. Weiss deserved to be happy, especially after everything that happened to her back in her old world. "Can you drop me off again tomorrow? Mr and Mrs. Jirou gave me permission to come over."
"Sure! Just make sure you keep studying for UA's entrance exams. You don't want to end up like me, barely graduating." Yu said that last part with an awkward laugh. Being a parent was hard.
"I know." Weiss gave her a happy sigh.
Yu hummed happily as they started the drive back to Mt. Agency. Despite her lows and highs with Weiss, Yu didn't regret taking her in one bit.
Hopefully Weiss would feel the same way one day.
Weiss made sure that her eyes were closed as her fingers glided over the piano keys. Three days had passed since her meeting with Mr. Jirou, and each of those days Weiss found herself shut inside the Jirou's family's studio practicing and recording the two songs they had chosen. Currently they were focusing on Wings, which would be released first since the video from the music store kept gaining views. It was on the verge of hitting one million if Weiss' memory was correct, and it always was. Her fingers gently played each key perfectly as she poured her emotions into the song.
She lost track of how much time passed until she played the final key, its sound resonating throughout the recording room. Taking off the headphones she wore, Weiss turned her gaze towards the glass that showed Jirou and her parents looking at her from the control room. The three had worked hard, spending their time with Weiss going over the sheet music, and practicing their respective instruments.
"Great job Weiss!" Ms. Jirou said after pressing the intercom button. Jirou also gave her a thumbs up since she was a bit too far from the microphone.
"YEAH!" Mr. Jirou shouted, causing Weiss to flinch, which earned him a sigh from his daughter, and a jab from one of his wife's ears. "We just need to finish recording the guitar and drums. Once we finish layering the instruments, we can start recording your voice. How does that sound?"
Weiss nodded. "That's fine with me." She already knew about the production process, being heavily involved with the creation of her albums back on Remnant. Such a process took a lot of time, time that was sliced in half due to the finished song sitting in Weiss' head.
"You ready, babe?" Mr. Jirou turned towards Mrs. Jirou, who only grinned in response.
"Of course."
After recording Mrs. Jirou guitar two times to layer them on top of each other, Weiss and Jirou decided to take a short break while Mr. Jirou went over the recordings. Seated across from one another in the kitchen, Weiss took a small sip of water from her cup.
"So, what made you decide to become a singer?" Jirou asked, leaning her head against her hand, which she supported by placing her elbow on the table. Weiss' eyes didn't reveal any emotion, and placed the cup back on the table.
How much should she reveal? Jirou had been very helpful, introducing Weiss to her family, and even letting her use their personal studio. It was the least Weiss could do.
"It's a means to an end I suppose." Weiss said slowly. Her eyes met Jirou's, which flashed gold for just a second. "I'm sure you've noticed by now that I'm not related to Yu, and it's pretty easy to guess since I'm not Japanese." Weiss took a deep breath.
"I'm a refugee from Germany. My parents died trying to get me here, and I was alone for a while. Yu took me in and gave me a roof over my head." Yu did that without asking for anything in return. Weiss could count on both hands the amount of people who had done that. Jirou's eyes seemed saddened, but they were quickly hidden by her bangs.
"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked-"
"You deserve to know, after all the help you and your family have given me." Weiss' breath hitched, but she forced a smile on her face. "I guess it might sound selfish, but I want to sing so that I can make enough money to repay her for everything that she's done for me."
"I don't think that's selfish at all, and I'm sure that Yu and Ashido would both agree with me." Jirou countered.
"Why do you sing?" Weiss asked, changing the conversation before it got any deeper. Jirou could find out the truth if she continued to dig.
"Music is my life." Jirou shrugged. "Well, it was my life. I've been learning how to sing and play instruments since I was born." Her eyes turned to the hallway that led to the recording studio where her parents were. "By the time I could walk I could even play basic chords on the guitar."
"But I decided that I don't want to sing anymore. Don't get me wrong, I still love singing and everything that my parents taught me, but that's not my dream."
Weiss could understand that, having a dream. She had those when she was younger, before Winter abandoned her. She dreamed of being a world famous ice skater, but that dream was smashed when she became the heir to the SDC. What was her dream now? Wrestling the SDC from Father's hands? Being a famous singer? Becoming a huntress? Become a hero? Weiss Schnee didn't have a dream, not anymore.
"I want to be a hero." Jirou said confidently. "I already sent my application to UA, all I jeed fo do now is pass the entrance exam."
Now that took Weiss by surprise. Blinking slowly, Weiss started to laugh softly. Jirou seemed startled as Weiss covered her mouth to muffle her laugh. Was this fate?
"Great, now you're making fun of me." Jirou snarked. Weiss only waved her off as her laugh died off slowly.
"I'm not, I promise you." Weiss said after taking another sip of water. Perhaps she should take some with lemon before she started singing?
"Then what's so funny?" Jirou crossed her arms.
"It seems we're going to be stuck together in the future." Wesis said dryly. Jirou raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I also applied to UA."
"Oh-" Jirou seemed shocked. "But what about your music?"
"I can do both." Weiss shrugged as she finished the water. They should probably start heading back to the studio.
"The only thing that would make this funnier would be Ashido going to UA as well." Jirou said, getting up from the table.
Now that would be hilarious, and highly improbable.
12 hours is a long night. When you're searching…" Weiss sang softly into the professional microphone, the music playing in her ear through the earpiece she wore. "With no hope in sight."
"Aimless...on the inside." Weiss opened her eyes and stared straight at the camera that was aimed at her face. "And the damage makes you want to hide." Could they hear her? Could her team hear her? Could the remains of Team JNPR hear her? Could Winter hear her? Could anybody needing this song hear Weiss sing?
"I know that it seems pointless. I know that it feels fake." Weiss slowed her singing slightly. "I know you can't stand the thought of, being, stray…" The soft sound of her playing the piano filled her ears.
"One...more...day…"
Weiss' voice went silent for a second as Mrs. and Mr. Jirou's guitar and drums smashed that brief silence, supported by Jirou's bass guitar.
"Dry your eyes now, baby. Broken wings won't hold you down." Weiss smiled as the words flowed right out of her mouth. "You'll take flight soon, baby…"
Weiss poured all of her emotions into her voice.
"You'll be lifted up…"
The various instruments started to soften as they followed Weiss' voice. The Jirou family were some of the finest musicians that Weiss ever had the honor of performing with. How else could they learn the song in just a few days?
"And you'll be there~..."
The song slowly faded to silence with the violins that both and Weiss played.
"Thank you so much for listening! I hope that this song reaches those who need it." Weiss said looking at the camera, flashing one of her 'heiress' smiles. "And a big thank you to everyone for showing your support! In a few days, I'll havw a special surprise for everyone! Till next time, I'm Weiss."
Weiss gave the camera a heart shaped out of her arms.
"Annnnd cut." Jirou said from behind the camera. Weiss' smile immediately fell, replaced by a neutral expression and hard eyes.
"Good job! We'll finish up here. You two go and get some rest." Mrs. Jirou said from the control room. Mr. Jirou had taped tied around his mouth to stop him from screaming, but he gave her an enthusiastic thumbs up. She gave them a small smile and a slight bow from her head.
"That felt weird." Weiss stood up from her seat, being careful enough not to bump into the microphone. Saying stuff like that out loud made those words feel foriegn, especially since it was being said to who knows how many strangers.
"That's because you're a tsundere." Jirou smirked as they started walking towards the recording studio's room.
"I still have no idea what that means." Weiss said dryly. She tried searching it up online, but nothing popped up, which was extremely weird. Someone must've messed with her phone when she wasn't looking. That would require an investigation once she had time.
"Good." Jirou's smirk never left. "You'll find out one day." She crossed her arms behind her head. "We should be finished editing the video before you leave today."
"That's good." Weiss gave her a glare. "And you better make sure that all of you are credited, even if you don't want to get into the music business."
"Yeah yeah. I'll let Ashido know that she can launch the metube channel. She's been working really hard promoting your easygram too."
Weiss would pay them all of course, once she started earning money. She wasn't going to just use them and throw them away the moment a better opportunity came. That's what Father would have done, but Weiss wasn't her Father.
"I'll give her a call after we're finished." Weiss nodded. "She declared herself to be my new manager." The pink girl was starting to remind her more of Nora, instead of Ruby. That relieved Weiss, she didn't need anymore hallucinations in broad daylight.
Jirou led her down one hallway that would lead them to the kitchen after taking a right. It didn't take too long.
"Have you told Yu yet?" Jirou opened a cupboard and took out a box of cookies she had hidden, which she handed to Weiss. She raised an eyebrow when she saw Weiss' frown. "Really?"
"I was going to tell her!" Weiss paused for a second. "After the video was posted as a surprise." She added that last part quietly.
Jirou sighed as she grabbed a carton of milk.
"Whatever you say Weiss."
Weiss laid on her bed with the lights turned off, her eyes focused on her phone's screen. She stared at the screen, her thumb hovering over the post button. Ashido had done a great job promoting her metube channel, but that could only do so much when it came to making money. People needed to like the song if this was going to be a success.
The second song would be done in a few more days, and hopefully bring in listeners who prefer a lighter sounding song. Jirou's family had fun practicing it, which was a good sign. The people here were too nice.
Sighing softly, Weiss hardened her eyes. It was time for the moment of truth. She pressed the post button, her light blue eyes seemed like they would have burned a hole in her phone's screen as the video slowly loaded to one hundred.
Video posted.
Weiss released the breath she didn't know she was holding. Time to see if all of their efforts weren't for nothing. Weiss refreshed the page.
0 views.
She refreshed it again.
0 views.
Weiss groaned and turned the phone off. Sitting up slowly, she connected it to her charger next to her bed. She had a long day in the studio. Some sleep would do her some good. Rolling on her side, Weiss pulled the blankets up over herself.
She saw black hair with red tips laying next to her as her eyes closed shut.
Weiss groaned softly as her cheek rubbed against the soft material that her pillow was made of. Sleep didn't come easily to her, though last night was no doubt one of her better nights. She didn't have a nightmare this time. Sitting up slowly, part of Weiss' nightgown slipped off, exposing part of her shoulder and collarbone to the slightly chilly air that the A/C brought. Smacking her dry lips together, Weiss slowly slid off of the bed, with her white hair falling over her face. Yawning, Weiss' eyes immediately went to her phone. The darn thing kept her up all night with its buzzing, so she turned it off, her vision blurry at the time.
She started reaching for the phone, when she stopped herself. Should she go ahead and check how her video and easygram were doing? Weiss shook her head and made her way to the door. She could do that after she finished her morning ritual of preparing herself for the day. A few hours since she posted the video wouldn't make much of a difference in the end.
Grabbing the cold door knob, Weiss gave the phone a last look before leaving her room.
After a quick shower a quick shower as well as finishing any other human necessities, Weiss walked back into her room, wearing a light grey shirt with a white skirt that fell right above her knees. She enjoyed wearing her skirts more than her pants, they allowed her a greater range of movement whenever she was gliding around on her glyphs. Of course, that meant she could accidentally expose herself to someone should the skirt hike itself too high, but safety shorts existed for a reason. That and her aura helped to keep her skirt down.
Grabbing her phone from the charger, Weiss walked right out of her room again. Her eyes immediately glued themselves to the dark screen, her finger holding the power button.
"Good morning Weiss." Yu said, causing Weiss' eyes to look up from her phone, the screen loading. That was weird, Weiss usually woke up an hour before the giant hero. The blonde hero sat at the table, a mug full of coffee in hand as she stared at the white haired girl, her phone in her other hand.
"Good morning, Yu." Weiss half yawned. That's weird, her phone was taking longer to turn on than usual. "Is there any coffee left in the pot?"
"Yup, just made a fresh pot." Yu said evenly
Weiss nodded as she walked into the kitchen, her eyes turning back to the phone. Grabbing a spare mug from the cupboards, Weiss served herself a cup of coffee.
"Is there something that you want to tell me?" Yu said as Weiss took a sip, the familiar bitter liquid flowing down her throat.
"How did you sleep?" Weiss smirked. She would tell Yu about her project with the Jirou's should it actually succeed. The music business was temperamental, and success wasn't always guaranteed. What Yu didn't knoe wouldn't hurt her.
"I slept well." Yu's voice was still even, which was weird. Suddenly, Weiss' phone finished loading and it started to buzz uncontrollably. Notification after notification filled Weiss' screen, causing her eyes to widen.
Likes, comments, and follows kept popping up. What the hell happened? Weiss tried swiping the notifications away, but they kept appearing. She even had a dozen missed calls from Ashido and Jirou, with even more missed text messages.
"Can you explain this for me?"
Weiss looked up from her phone, and her heart almost dropped.
"Dry your eyes now, baby…"
Playing on Yu's phone, was the video of Weiss singing in the Jirou family studio.
"There's a perfectly logical explanation for this!" Weiss said awkwardly. Yu only stared back blankly, and motioned one of her hands to the seat across from her.
"I'm listening."
"So let me get this straight. Back in your world, you weren't just a huntress-in-training, but also a world class pop singer?" Yu's eyes kept bouncing between Weiss and her phone. "And you decided to release one of your old songs here to try and make some money?"
"Well, not just pop. I like to try out different genres." Weiss said, which earned her another stare, causing her to look down at the table. "I'm sorry for not telling you."
Yu placed her phone flat on the table with a small sigh, and placed her head in her hands.
"A-Are you mad?" Weiss asked slowly, anxiety starting to build inside of her. She wasn't expecting Yu to react like this.
"No, not mad. I'm just disappointed-"
Weiss stopped listening. The world around her slowed to a stop as she felt herself struggling to breath. Weiss had disappointed Yu. Even after all of that hard work, Weiss was still a disappointment, a failure. She failed her team back at Haven, when they needed her the most, and now she disappointed Yu-
"Weiss? Weiss! Snap out of it!" Weiss felt someone grab her by the shoulders, pulling her into a tight embrace. Shaking her head slightly, Weiss was greeted to the sight of a worried Yu. "What's wrong, Weiss?" Her cheeks felt wet.
"I-I disappointed you…" Weiss mumbled as Yu wiped her tears away gently.
"Oh Weiss, you didn't disappoint me." Yu giggled softly. Weiss raised her head to look into the older woman's eyes.
"You're not?"
"No! Why would you think that?" Yu looked away slightly. "I'm disappointed in myself, for not being approachable enough, or helpful. I actually love your singing!"
What was she talking about? Yu had been there for Weiss when no one else was there, taking her in even though she didn't know anything about her.
Weiss shook her head. "You've done more than enough." She slowly reached out and touched Yu's cheek. "I just wanted to surprise you if it worked out."
Yu's eyes widened as she placed a hand on top of Weiss'. "Really?"
Weiss nodded with a small, but growing smile.
"Yes."
Yu grinned and pulled Weiss into another hug, which she returned. They were interrupted by the constant buzzing of Weiss' phone.
"You might want to give your friends a call."