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"You what?!" Blake's voice rang out in the silence, filled with disbelief.

"We want you to go to the dance." Ruby repeated what had been said earlier.

They were sitting in their room, trying to convince Blake to attend the upcoming ball. It was not going well.

"That's ridiculous." Blake sounded annoyed.

"Blake, we're worried about you. This investigation is starting to mess with your head." Yang's voice was full of concern for her partner.

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat and to be honest? Your grades are suffering." Weiss counted up some of Blake's problems.

"You think I care about grades?! People's lives are at stake!" Blake shot back angrily.

"Being exhausted is incredibly detrimental in any situation, especially one like this Blake. What can you do if you can barely even keep your eyes open?" Wayle tried to reason with her, pleading. "Besides, you have done so much already. You have gained information about their operations, confirmed that it is mostly confined to Vale and obtained intel on their capabilities. All we ask is that you rest for a single day."

Some hesitation could be seen in her overall demeanour, but ultimately she looked just as determined.

"It will be fun, Yang and I will make sure of it." Weiss spoke encouragingly.

"Yeah, we're planning the whole event." Yang added excitedly while bouncing in her bed.

"Excuse me?" Blake seemed utterly unaware of this development.

Just another sign of how bad her situation was. She wasn't even aware that her teammates had gained more duties.

"Team CFVY's away mission lasted longer than expected." Weiss started explaining.

"So Weiss and I were asked to pick up from where they left off." Yang added with a hint of enthusiasm. "And now we can make sure you have the perfect night." She finished by pointing at Blake.

"And once it's over we'll return to our search, rested and ready." Weiss spoke with the voice of reason.

"So, what do you think?" Ruby added hopefully.

"I…" Blake looked slightly hesitant. "I think this is a colossal waste of time." She then rose and headed to the door.

"It is never a waste of time to get some recreation. Trust me, I know." Wayle pleaded one last time, sorrow creeping into his voice.

Blake hesitated slightly at the door. "I'll be in the library." Then she hastily informed them where she was going and left.

The remaining occupants of the room looked at the door for a short while.

"She can't keep going like this." Weiss stated.

"And here I hoped Wayle could convince her." Ruby added dejectedly. "Without her it'll all be meaningless."

Wayle could do nothing but sit there in silence.

-Break—

It was a perfectly normal night in Latune and Amara's room. That was to say two girls barely even interacting with each other.

Currently they were simply both meditating in silence, although Latune still found it slightly odd, especially with Amara in the room. Not that she particularly disliked her, but her presence, when it could be felt, was somewhat unsettling. If she would compare Wayle and Amara, she would say that Wayle had a somewhat conflicted presence, radiating the Dark side all the while having a slight hint of kindness and benevolence.

Not so much with Amara, who, if Wayle's word could be trusted, was more or less the quintessential Sith, although she wasn't as strong in the Force and preferred physical violence. As such, she radiated the Dark side in its purest form, with all that hate, anger, fear and all manners of emotions.

Latune herself had yet to draw upon it much, although, as Wayle predicted, it was difficult for her to avoid it sometimes, and she had at one moment of frustration zapped the object she had been trying to lift with electricity. And that frightened her. The Dark side constantly tempted her, promising power.

And Latune couldn't just dismiss it with two excellent examples of that power in her vicinity. So she simply held on to Wayle's words about the falsehood of it, it was powerful certainly, but not more so than its counterpart. Of course, he had also admitted that the Dark side was far better at killing or destroying things, at the cost of being worse when it came to helping others when neither was an option.

As she went through these deliberations, she noticed someone stopping outside their door. A few moments later she could her knocking, disrupting her focus.

Interestingly enough, it seemed Amara had been hit worse, as evidenced by the startled look Latune saw when she opened her eyes.

"Now what?" She muttered and got off her bed, walking over to the door.

When she opened it, she was met with a blonde boy who Latune identified as Jaune from team JNPR. She also noticed that he held a guitar. Then he started to sing.

"Amara Burton, will you accompany me, to the dance onnnn…" He stopped to think for a moment. "Sunday." He finished while trying to look suave.

Amara just looked at him in confusion for a while.

"Oh, that's right, there was that coming up as well, wasn't there?" She finally responded. "Not going, so… no." She closed the door.

Turning around, she saw Latune staring at her.

"What?"

"You're not going?" Latune asked curiously.

"No, I see no point. Never did." She had a slightly distant look on her face. "What use has a warrior for dances anyway?"

"It's meant to be a little bit of fun before we start getting missions." Latune didn't think that the question was directed towards her, yet she still gave an answer. "Besides, dancing isn't all that different from fighting."

Amara just looked at her like she had said something silly.

-Break—

Wayle was helping Yang move things while Weiss was planning and Ruby sat at a table looking somewhat depressed.

Suddenly Weiss slammed her hands down on the table before Ruby, getting her attention.

"I need you to pick a tablecloth." In her hands were two pieces of cloth.

Ruby looked at them for a few moments before confusedly responding: "Aren't they both the same?"

Weiss sighed loudly. "I don't even know why I asked." She sounded quite annoyed.

Then Yang came by carrying a speaker, setting it down carelessly and causing Ruby and the table to jump slightly, although this gave no reaction from her. Yang then walked over to her younger sister.

"So, have you picked out a dress yet?" Yang asked cheerfully.

"What's the point? Who cares about the dance if Blake isn't going?" Ruby answered dejectedly.

"Oh don't worry. She's going." Yang said confidently.

Wayle was slightly confused as to why Yang would say that so confidently.

"Weiss! I said no doilies!" Yang had turned towards Weiss and exclaimed with aggravation in her voice.

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog-machines." Weiss came up to Yang and pointedly remarked.

The sound of the doors opening could be heard, closely followed by a familiar voice.

"Wait, the dance is going to have fog-machines?" Latune's voice rang out in the hall.

"No, I am quite certain it will not." Wayle stated dryly. "This is not a party, but a ball. The difference is not insignificant."

"I suppose you would know Wayle, you always did like moving in higher circles." Amara's voice came floating from beside Latune.

"So, what are you two going to be wearing anyway?" Yang asked curiously.

"I'm not going, so there is no need for me to answer." Amara replied coldly.

"Oh my, Amara, afraid of a simple dance? Is it that you fear being unable to dance?" Wayle said teasingly.

Amara became clearly annoyed. "You of all people now that I can dance!" Her voice rose higher than usual.

"Oh, of course. Then why not go? You might do well with some more refined enjoyment. Although I am certain that it will not be all fancy dances." Wayle decided to try convincing her, even if he couldn't care less, he was intrigued by the thought of Amara attending, if only to see how she would dress.

"Fine! I'll go, if only to prove that it won't be any fun at all!" She fumed slightly.

"What about you Latune?" Yang curiously queried from the other girl.

"I have a dress in mind…" Latune trailed off slightly, seeming a bit embarrassed. "You'll see it tomorrow." She gave a radiant smile. "What about Blake though? Is she still…"

The question was never actually asked, yet they all knew what she meant.

"Unfortunately." Weiss stated.

"I still can't think of a way to change her mind." Ruby looked unhappy.

"Guys, trust me. Blake will be at the dance tomorrow." Yang reassured confidently and strode off.

'So she has a plan then?' Wayle mused to himself. He just hoped she succeeded, he had a feeling he would be unable to enjoy the dance if she wasn't there.

-Break—

Wayle hadn't been sure what to say when Blake had come back and announced that she would indeed come to the dance.

That was on the other hand the reason he was now waiting for her. They had changed separately so as to surprise each other.

He wore a form fitting black suit that resembled the school uniform with crimson trims. He was quite certain he was the only with that specific colour, although he couldn't be sure. He also had a crimson red tie completing his outfit.

"I knew you'd look every bit the dashing gentleman." A voice came to him from behind.

He turned around to look at the speaker. What he saw stunned him temporarily. Blake was dressed in a sleeve-less purple dress ending around her knees with a dark grey, slightly see-through blouse and a black belt around her waist with a black collar around her neck. On her feet were a pair of black slippers.

"Ah, you look absolutely stunning Blake. It is good that you decided to go, after all, otherwise I would never have seen such a breath-taking scene." He gave a bow and presented his hand.

Blake came up and put her hand in his. Wayle immediately kissed it before hooking his arm around hers. Now that she came closer he could see that she was wearing a cyan bow instead of the usual black one.

"Nice bow, although I must say I would like to see you without it more often." Wayle complimented it.

Blake gave him an odd look.

He laughed slightly. "I understand that you are unwilling to reveal the truth to the people here. Although it does sadden me greatly." He gave her a tender smile.

They started walking side by side.

"So, what changed your mind about attending?" He continued after a moment's silence.

"Let's just say I was shown the error of my way." She chuckled. "Which reminds me, my first dance is spoken for." She gave a warm smile.

"Then I pray that you will honour me with your second. Would you?"

"Of course." Came her mirthful response.

-Break—

The hall was filled with dancing pairs in fine clothing. Blake was currently dancing with Yang joyfully. Wayle was standing next to Ruby and Weiss, who were both clad in fantastic dresses in their signature colours.

It was hard to decide whatever to call Ruby adorable or beautiful, while Weiss was as usual, dignified and elegant. Yang was clad in a nice looking white dress, and although it wasn't actually as eye-catching as her standard wear, she was still attractive.

Suddenly a number of amazed voices could be heard. Turning towards the source he saw that Amara and Latune had entered, although which one had actually garnered all that attention was unclear.

Amara wore a sleeve-less dark blue dress with red lines running across it, accentuating her figure where it could be seen, while the lower part reminded of her original clothing but whole. Under the hem black stockings could be seen, while on her feet were a pair of dark blue slippers with red trims.

Latune on the other hand wore a purple dress with frilly white lace around the large sleeves and neck, while the skirt was a dark grey with the purple dress lying over the sides of it, reaching down to a little past her knees. She also had a white corset with gold lace trims and shoulder pads. She had grey dotted pink stockings and white slippers.

Amara drew several more perverse glances while Latune presented adorableness to match Ruby's. Maybe it was the combo? Or them entering at the same time? Wayle wasn't really certain, all he knew was that they seemed to draw a lot of attention.

Turning his gaze back to Blake and Yang he noticed that Yang beckoned him over whenever she got the chance. He started walking over to them as their dance slowed down before ending with the two bowing slightly as they separated before Yang indicated for Wayle to take her place.

Offering his left hand, Blake took it, once again but this time he drew closer and placed his right on her waist while she placed her left on his shoulder. Then they started dancing the waltz, moving slowly to the music.

"So you do know how to dance." Blake remarked, her features clearer than before.

"I learned it during my many missions." Wayle remarked.

"Missions?" Blake looked curious.

"Various tasks set forth by my master to test me and strengthen me." Wayle's eyes took on a look of displeasure at the thought.

"I see. Sorry to have brought up bad memories." Blake looked slightly downcast.

"No need to worry. I am the one who initially started that line of thought, and they are probably some of the highlights of my apprenticeship." Wayle gave a reassuring smile as they danced away.

Author's notes: Sorry for the delay. Anyway, I hope this chapter is to satisfaction. I also wonder what you think of Latune? Or Amara for that matter. Oh well, reviews are appreciated regardless, although it is most welcome with constructive criticism. I do hope you enjoyed and that you have a nice day.