RWBY: Grey Chapter 4
Ruby could barely contain herself as they made their way down the hall. She constantly mused about the potential outcomes of the upcoming bout between her sister and their new teammate. So much so that the majority of the others next door heard them, and decided to join them when Ruby touted the fight as the greatest in fifty years. Although Yuri didn't share her enthusiasm, he was still rather excited for his own reason. His eyes scanned the new group of people that had attached themselves to the five.
Two males, one taller, and blonde, with a softer, more boyish face. In truth Yuri saw him as rather timid. He also seemed to be incredibly enamored with Weiss, although she seemed to have no interest in him. Yuri found it quite humorous, but still rather sad. The other male was shorter, about the same height as Yang, and his dark hair was highlighted by a small violet streak on the side. His face was peaceful, but hardened. There were two girls as well. One was taller, with crimson hair that was tied in a rather long ponytail that drifted along her shoulders as she walked. Yuri found her quite beautiful but she in turn seemed enamored with the blonde guy, which he found even more humorous. The final addition to the group was a shorter girl, with rather striking orange hair, she seemed incredibly upbeat, bordering Yuri on annoyance.
Yuri tugged the edges of his cloak against his throat, his hood tugging on his hair. The darker haired young man sauntered up to his side. "I'm Lie, Lie Ren, nice to meet you." Although Yuri didn't show his face, he turned slightly towards him and extended his hand. Lie took it, giving it a tentative shake. He gestured to the other members of his team. "The redhead is Phyrra Nikos, she's undoubtedly the strongest in our group, she's friendly, just don't pick on Jaune. He's the blonde, and our leader, by the way." He said, motioning next to Phyrra. He turned slightly to his left, gesturing towards the girl with orange hair. "This is Nora, she's been my friend for quite a long time." He smiled. "She can be a bit... odd sometimes, but she's by no means bad." He said.
Yuri nodded, then turned realizing that they had reached their destination. It was a large, open room with padded walls, although the floor was solid wood. The group stepped across the floor silently, Yang taking a more centered position near the door, and Yuri taking a similar one near the far wall. Their eyes were locked on one another, but there was no animosity, it was more akin to excitement. "Are you two going to use Aura meters to determine who the winner is?" Weiss asked. Yuri looked at Yang, who shrugged in an uncaring manner.
He smiled. "Well... as fun as beating each other bloody sounds, let's stick an Aura meter in there to keep things from getting too deadly." He said with a laugh. She grinned. "What's wrong? You afraid of getting your ass kicked by a girl?" She said, obviously not seriously, simply bantering. He pulled out his Scroll, set it to measure his Aura, then linked it with Weiss's. Yang did the same, and they both attached the scroll to their backs. Yuri undid the drawstring on his cloak. The brown cloth slid down his arm and he cast it to the side, where it landed softly against the wall. He tossed his small bags along with it, taking extra care to land the bag with his personal effects on his cloak.
He turned to Yang, who had already taken an offensive stance. "Semblances and Aura okay?" He asked. She nodded. "I'm not too great with Aura, but I have a pretty awesome Semblance." She said. He nodded, grinning. "Is that so? Too bad you won't have much of a chance to use them." He said, getting into a similar stance. "You ready?" He asked. She nodded. "Go!"
They disappeared, their movements becoming shadows dancing on the wall. The sound of their fists and palms colliding echoed across the room despite it being padded. The room dissolved into a fit of the two of them giggling as they dodged and blocked each others strikes. "Are they... flirting?" Weiss asked. Lie scanned their movements for a moment. "Actually... that seems to be the case." He mused. Weiss looked at their meters, neither of them had really lost or gained any actual ground. They both sat comfortably at 95% Aura, although she noticed that Yuri had incredible reserves of it. No wonder he doesn't sleep. Combat oriented Aura is volatile, and weighs on the mind. He's got so much of it, he might actually hear voices.
Yuri and Yang came to a halt in the center of the room. Yuri's hands firmly around her shoulders. He lifted her into the air, forcing her back about 6 feet. "Alright!" He shouted, tensing his arms. "I think I know your patterns, so lets get serious." He said. Yang pounded her fists into one another. Her hair igniting with flame. Yuri clenched his fists, drenching them in his black Aura. Weiss watched in wonder as his Aura dropped almost instantly from 95% to 60%. "Wow... that technique he's using must be really painful to lower his stamina so much." She watched as Yuri's eyes grew dull.
He grinned, although his eyes were completely unfocused. His attention was still undeniably on Yang. "Sorry darling... but being honest, you lost this fight the moment you allowed me my Semblance and Aura." He grinned, snapped his fingers, then disappeared. This time it wasn't from high speeds, he was just gone. Blake sniffed the air around them. It's camouflage, he's not invisible, just bending the light around him. Her mind flashed to the previous night. I suppose he did consider himself a Hunter. He said that what I saw last night was not a Semblance, so maybe it had something to do with his Aura?
Wham! The sound of Yuri's right fist colliding with the side of Yang's face rang brutally in the ears of the rest of the group. Despite the sound, Yang seemed completely fine, if not a bit shaken. Yuri didn't let up, spinning on his heel and using the momentum to slam the back of his right hand into the bridge of her nose. The force knocked her back, and Yuri sprung forward, slamming his elbow into her lower chest. I've got about four seconds left. Better put her down now. He reached up and slid his fingers through her scarf. Why the fuck would she wear this... it's a pretty obvious choke hold for someone who's trying to kill her. Good thing I'm not. He lifted her up, arcing her over his head, then dropped her once the tension in his arm built up.
Yang clattered to the floor, shoulder first. Yuri winced at the sound of her shoulder colliding with the floor, whose wood gave no leeway despite the force present. Oh... maybe that was a bit too much, I... think it's dislocated. His camouflage dissipated, revealing the young man, now drenched in sweat. His panting as loud as her soft groaning, he walked over to the girl. She had slumped over onto her back, her groaning softened further. Yuri offered her his hand, which she used to stand up, smiling. The others ran to them, but Yuri waved them away.
He turned his attention to her shoulder. "Hey, sorry about that... I got a little wild." He said, embarrassed. She shrugged, then yelped in pain. "Don't aggravate it!" He said, clamping his hand down on her shoulder. She winced. "Sorry, it doesn't hurt until I move it." She said. He looked at her, then turned to the others. His face was emotionless as he spoke. "Out." Was all he said. The group stared in confusion. "I don't think that I can make it any more clear." He said. His eyes focused on the door, and he tilted his head towards it. The group got the message, and they quickly shuffled through the door, closing it behind them.
He turned back to Yang, his face covered in a slight blush. He sucked in a breath, then motioned her to him. She stepped up to him. He smiled slightly. "So." He said. She looked up at him. "So... what?" She asked. He sighed. "Lift your arm up." He said. She did, then yelped as she stretched to her fullest. "Okay, that's what I thought. Listen, when you hit the floor, your shoulder blades shifted. Now, the body is okay with things inside of it moving around, as long as it has something to put in its place." He sighed again. "This time... it happened to put a nerve in that place." He said. "If we don't take care of it soon, the nerve could be permanently damaged." He turned away. "Can you fix it?" She asked. Her voice seemed steady, as though she didn't care about the prospect of permanent damage.
Yuri nodded. "It's something that I've run across a few times in my line of work. I know how to take care of it...but..." He started. "But WHAT?" Yang demanded. He sighed for a third time. "I need you to take your shirt and bra off." He said. She looked at him for a moment. He could have just asked. She grinned, sliding her hands down her sides. "You gave me a show yesterday, should I give you one now?" She asked. The bright red coloration on Yuri's pale cheeks was all she needed to break into a fit of laughter.
He coughed quietly to calm her down. She did so, wiping her eyes with her left hand. He smiled. "Although... your offer is rather enticing... I think this." He said pointing to her shoulder. "Is slightly more important." He said. She lowered her head, then sighed. "Alright, alright." She laughed. He looked at her for a moment. "Do you... think you might need help getting your things off?" He asked. Well... I might... my shoulder really hurts, and I think doing too much stretching is out of the question. She giggle. "Oh... so I get to have you strip me? But we've only just met!" She said feigning nervousness.
Yuri slid his own hands down her sides. She's being rather flirty... just like she was at dinner. Although I'm not sure if she's just compensating for the pain. He pulled her shirt up revealing her navel and the edges of her black bra. "Wow, black?" He asked. She pouted, although she knew he couldn't see her face. "Arms out in front." Came the command from him. She did as he said. He ducked below her arms and pulled her shirt off. It hurt a bit... but it wasn't too bad, definitely better than if I had done it myself.
He stood up after setting her shirt to the side. He pulled her against him. Her breasts pressed firmly against his chest. His eyes darted across her chest, and she noticed, which brought a rather happy grin to her face. "If getting injured makes you look at me like that... I should get hurt more often." She said with a giggle. Yuri's eyes darkened. Okay, there's no doubt that she's flirting. But... should I go on the offensive with this, or wait for her? He wrapped his arms around her back, catching the bra's hooks in his hands. He undid the clasps, then slid the silk down her chest.
"Easy, right?" He asked with a smile. She felt the confidence that was running through her die almost instantly, as though his words made it melt away. She realized almost instantly. I'm half... naked, and he's right next to me... "Um... what's next?" She asked. He moved away, much to her shock, his eyes fully on her breasts. "Spin around." He said. She did, and he grabbed her when her back was facing him. She yelped a bit, as his grip wasn't soft anymore. He pressed his hand against the side of her ribs, pressing into them softly. She yelped loudly again. "Okay, I'm going to do it now." Yuri said.
Yang nodded, and Yuri grasped her shoulder. Moments later, he wrenched the shoulder upwards. Yang howled in pain and her elbow shot backwards. She felt it slam into Yuri's nose. Oh shit. She spun around, then realized she wasn't in pain anymore, it took a while, likely because they bantered back and forth too much, but he had indeed fixed it. Her mouth was wide open as she tried wordlessly to apologize.
His nose was bleeding, badly. But he didn't seem to care much. He pressed his thumb and index to the bridge and squeezed. The sound of his nose resetting made her flinch. He funneled some Aura into his fingertips, and his nose healed up almost instantly. He grinned at her, giving a thumbs up. "Your shoulder good?" He asked. She nodded. "Good, so... I... feel pretty bad for doing that to you..." He said, tossing Yang her bra and shirt. She quickly put them back on, happy that her shoulder was cooperating. "So... what do you want as an apology?" He finished. Wait... wasn't our fight like a mutual agreement... and I'm the one who hurt him on accident. She stared at him for a moment, realizing that he was genuinely sorry, then leaned in to his ear.
Yuri listened as she whispered to him. His eyes widened as she gave her request. He backed up slightly, studying her. "Am I not allowed to ask for that?" She questioned. He shook his head. "If... you really want that... then I don't have a problem with it. But let's wait a little bit, if you don't mind." He said. She looked at him a little angrily. "How long do you intend to make me wait?" She asked. He pressed his hand to the side of his face in consideration. He felt a bit nervous as he pondered. "It's Tuesday... how about... Thursday?" He asked with a smile. She looked at him, grinning widely and throwing her fist into the air in victory. "Yes!"
Yuri thought for a moment. Yeah, if it's Tuesday... "Wait! It's Tuesday!?" He sprinted to the far wall, catching his cloak in his fingers. "I'll see you and the others later... there's something really important that I forgot about today." He sprinted to her, wrapping his arm around her neck. He grabbed her chin and pressed his lips to her cheek. "Later." He said, before launching himself out the door. Yang grinned while she touched her cheek. I should get back to the dorm.
"So what exactly happened?" Ruby asked. "Are you okay?" She questioned again, without letting Yang finish. "I'm fine, Sis!" She answered. She wasn't lying, although she was a little stunned that Yuri agreed with her request so readily. "Where is Yuri, by the way?" Blake asked, not looking up from her book. "Well... I'm not exactly sure... he said he had something he forgot to do, then he ran off." She said. Ruby thought for a second, then pointed to the door in a rather animated fashion. "Weiss... follow him!" Ruby commanded. Weiss processed Ruby's demand for a moment. "Hey! Why am I the one who has to follow him?" She asked.
Blake mused over Ruby's decision for a moment, although she was still seemingly uninterested in anything but her reading. "Oh I get it... you want to see what he does as a vigilante, and you're telling Weiss to go because she has his bio-metrics logged into her Scroll." She said. Ruby gave a quick thumbs up, then pointed to the door again. "Get a move on, before he gets too far!" She said. Weiss gave a frustrated sigh, then heaved herself off of the bed. She fumbled with her Scroll for a moment before pulling up Yuri's location. "Alright... I'm off." She said, before walking out the door. If I'm reading this right... and I am... Yuri's on the edge of the school grounds... I suppose he's heading to the Menagerie. If I use the airship, I'll get there first.
Wait... why did I agree to this?!