RWBY: Grey Chapter 7
Weiss looked across the room at Yuri, who was positioned comfortably on Blake's bed, his eyes scanning quickly across the pages of the textbook which she had assigned him. They had been at it for hours, and he was rather well read, much to her surprise. "Why do you already seem to know all of this?" She asked. He seemed startled by her interjection into his reading, but recovered near instantly. "What? Oh... I have spent a lot of time in libraries and bookstores. I probably do know all of this." He said.
He looked at her, then made a sour face. Is he mad at me or something? She stopped what she was doing completely, wracking her brain to try to see if she had slighted him in any way... but found nothing. Then she heard it. Her stomach gave a rather loud rumble, and Yuri's angered face turned to one that found her current situation rather amusing. "Well... someone seems hungry." He snickered. She felt her face burning with embarrassment. "A lady's struggle's are no laughing matter, any refined gentleman would know that." She scoffed.
He tilted his head slightly, then gave a slight smirk. "Well... would the young lady prefer that the gentleman take her out to eat now... or later?" He asked. Aaand, he's turned my scorn on me in a single question... you see Weiss? THIS is why you learn about someone before you make assumptions. She ceased her own mental self-punishment, before taking a moment to remind herself that Yuri was someone who threw himself onto the streets, and someone who does that has to have a serious mental constitution in order to survive as long as he has. He's not someone that can be toyed with, not by emotions at least... and... well he doesn't seem all that interested in... well anyone other than Yang... sexually at least.
She almost began imagining how a sexual encounter between him and Yang would play out, then shook the thoughts away as they gradually became more graphic. "Well... I suppose since you're offering, and I am quite hungry, so... alright." She said. She lifted herself off of her own bed, and slipped off the side ably. "Where... are we going?" She asked. He did say he was taking her somewhere, and that does sort of imply that their destination... well... wasn't here. "A friend of mine owns a pretty nice place, and he's owes me some favors, and since I don't like it when others owe me favors, I guess I'll just have to use them. Luckily we won't have to suffer through the ridiculous reservation process." He said.
"Are you wearing that? Or are you changing into something else?" She asked. He grinned. "You concerned with how your date is going to look?" He asked. I... really want to punch him, he seems to be adept at embarrassing me with my own words. "It's not a date, and you know that!" She shouted. As strong as he seems, words are his most deadly weapon. I need to keep my guard up. He laughed as her anger boiled. "I knew that, but it obviously seemed to be a point of contention in your mind." He said. A now fuming Weiss pointed at the door. "Out! I need to get ready." She said. Ugghhhh! Why are you letting him get you so flustered? You need to calm down!
Yuri knocked on the door. "Oh, by the way, if you have something that's light blue, you should wear that." He said. Light blue? I have... that... but... oh fine I'll wear it. She rifled through her things, pulling out the long blue dress that she had brought with her when her schooling at Beacon had begun. She hadn't even pulled it out since she stored it, let alone wore it. I hadn't really decided when I was going to wear this. I guess this is as good a time as any. She removed her own clothes, and as she did, questioned for a moment as to why she even cared. Was she getting dressed up for the location, or for Yuri?
Well... I... don't... really know. The thought of him seeing me in this is... exciting... I suppose, but I don't know why. She slipped the dress over her skin, it was the first time she had even put it on, she had bought it on impulse and never even tried it on. It was comfortable, and she was very happy with the way it looked on her. She slipped on a pair of high heels and grabbed her bag. "You out there?" She asked, opening the door. "Yeah." He said a little absentmindedly. He was typing on his Scroll, but she couldn't see what exactly. "We need to stop somewhere on the way." He said. She agreed, and they made their way to the airship.
They walked for about 15 minutes after they left the airship. Weiss recognized the area, although she had only been there with her mother a few times. They stopped in front of an unmarked building. Its windows were black, and it seemed rather... uninviting. "This is where I needed to go... you should wait out here, my friend only invited me, and he doesn't let anyone in uninvited." He said. He opened the door, and she could see that the entrance was completely dark, no light was visible anywhere in the building at all. Although this concerned Weiss, Yuri seemed to be... understanding of the fact. He turned to her and smiled. "I'll be just a moment." He said, before stepping inside and closing the door behind him.
She stood there, waiting for what seemed to be three or four minutes. The door opened, and Yuri stepped out. Holy. Shit. His cloak had been exchanged for an entirely new outfit. He was now adorned with a soft gray suit vest and a white undershirt. Professional, but casual. I suppose I should have expected this by now. "Thanks for waiting." His eyes scanned over her. "You look really nice by the way." He said. Well... at least it was a good idea to wear this. "Is that all?" She asked. He nodded and gestured down the street.
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They took their seats in the quiet restaurant, which as Weiss had predicted, was incredibly expensive. It was the restaurant that her parents went to after they got married. If she remembered correctly, the pair had to wait more than a year for their reservation. She looked at Yuri, then began to ask him how he knew the owner, when none other than the owner himself appeared next to their table. "Yuri! It's so good to see you!" He said. His voice was boisterous, and startled many of the guests who were having quiet conversation.
Yuri stood and shook the mans outstretched hand. "It's good to see you, Dell." He said. They began speaking about topics that Weiss had no interest in, and her mind began to wander as she watched Yuri's face shifting as he spoke. Her eyes drifted across his outfit. Grey vest, white shirt, black pants. All well crafted, and to be honest, it made him look quite dashing. He... looks familiar... but I can't put my finger on who exactly he reminds me of. "Hey! You mind if I send my daughter out here? I know she'd be exalted to see you." He said.
Yuri seemed a bit apprehensive towards the offer, but eventually nodded. The man gave a large, rather flamboyant gesture. A girl of about 19 years of age peeked her head out from the room the owner gestured towards. She bounced happily over to the table. She's a Faunus, it wasn't really obvious until she got close. She threw herself onto Yuri, grinning as she did. "It's good to see you, lover." She pressed her lips to his cheek, although he didn't seem uncomfortable, he didn't exactly seem thrilled.
She broke off of him after her eyes fell on Weiss. "Oh, you have a date, and a cute one too. Be sure to be gentle with her, there aren't many girls out there that can take as much punishment as I can." She said with a wink. They spoke about Yuri's work for a moment, then she seemed satisfied with seeing him. She gave him another kiss on the cheek, then made her way back to the door from which she came. "How do you know them, exactly?" Weiss asked. Yuri scratched his head. "Well... I saved the both of them when they were on a trip in the Menagerie... and since I saved two of them, her father decided he owed me two favors." He waved his hands around him. "This... is the lesser favor." He said.
Her eyes widened in shock. This outing would cost what? A couple million Lien for the dinner? Maybe more to get in, in the first place? THAT'S what he considers lesser? She looked at him. "Wow, what was the larger favor?" She asked curiously. He smirked, turning his head to the side. "Well... do you honestly want to know?" He asked. She nodded. He sighed, then shrugged. "His daughter and I entered a sexually intimate relationship that was originally without his knowledge. We eventually told him, but by that point we had stopped sleeping together. That was what she meant by "be gentle"." He laughed.
That's surprising, not shocking, but surprising. "So you demanded that she have sex with you in return for saving her?" She asked. He shook his head. "Not at all, it was her desire to sleep with me. I repeatedly tried to get her to choose something else, but eventually, I gave in. I don't regret it, it was a quite enjoyable experience, especially considering how young I was, and it was my first sexual relationship." He said. "In fact, that was the second girl that you've met who I've slept with." He told her. Second? "Who was the first?" She asked. "Kaliya." He said.
Nope, not really surprised at that either, now that I think about it, considering how she acted towards him. Their food arrived at the table, and they quietly began eating. He seems rather calm at times like these, he's... like a different person. Around forty-five minutes later,the front door to the restaurant slammed open, and two women with assault rifles and low hanging cowls walked in. Yuri's head perked up, and his face quickly turned angry. "What are you two doing here?!" He screamed. Their eyes widened in what seemed to Weiss to be regret. "K-Kallen!? Why are you here?" The said in unison. Yuri jumped from his seat and disappeared.
Moments later the two women's heads clattered together, and they fell to the floor. He used that camouflage thing... I see. He reappeared behind them and lifted them up, tossed them out, then closed the door. He walked back to the table, and took a seat. "You know them?" Weiss asked. He nodded. "This isn't the first time I've caught them in the act." He said. "They... have good reason to do what they do... but, I just wish they wouldn't go about it violently." He said. He looked down at her now empty plate, then to his own, which was empty as well. He pulled his cloak off of the back of the chair. "Are you ready to leave?" He asked.
She nodded, then stood, grabbing her bag. A waiter rushed over to their table, holding a small, corked bottle. "The price of the meal has been waived, and I've been asked to present this gift to you. We appreciate the action you took in dealing with those two." He said. Yuri sighed and took the bottle from the man. He handed it to Weiss. "You mind holding on to this?" He asked. She slipped the bottle into her bag. He gave the owner a small wave then opened the door.
His eyes fell on the two girls, still lying unconscious on the sidewalk. He lifted them into his arms. Weiss then saw just how young they were. They must be younger than fourteen. "We'll be quick. I just need to take them home." He said. She shrugged. "That's fine." She said. They began walking and continued for a few minutes more. They turned down a small alley, and Yuri opened a door near the back wall. He carried the two girls in and laid them down on a small bed in the corner of the room.
Weiss looked around for a few seconds. The tiny room was dimly lit, and rather dirty. There was a small wooden table in the center, with three chairs of dissimilar make surrounding it. The walls were a barren beige, and seemed to only be clean near the ground, likely due to the young girls' heights. Her eyes continued scanning the room, and she nearly missed the tiny toddler sitting on a chair quietly. The girls soft face was smudged with dirt, and she looked rather thin. Weiss gave a startled "Oh!" and the girl shook herself awake.
Her face turned quickly when her gaze locked on Weiss, but she seemed to calm down quite a bit when she realized Yuri was there as well. "Hi-hi, Ni-Ni." She whispered. Yuri turned to her. "Hello there, little Momo. It's been a while since I last got a chance to see you, eh?" He asked with a smile. The girl lifted her arms into the air, and Yuri stepped over to her and picked her up. "Ni-Ni, did my sisters misbehave again?" She asked. He gave a wry smile, and nodded. The little girl sighed. "Oh well, did you stop them?" She asked. He nodded again. "Good, I'm tired Ni-Ni, can you put me to bed?" She asked.
He stepped across the room and sat the tiny girl down on the bed, and she teetered over, slipping herself under the sheet. She drifted off almost instantly, and Yuri pulled away slowly. His hands shot to his back, and he rifled around in his money bag for a moment. He pulled out five black Lien chips and set them down on the table. "That's a lot of money." Weiss said. "It is... they'll need it. I don't want them going down that path again." He said. "Hopefully they can subsist on this for a while, if they can't I'll help them again."
"You know, you don't have to help them." She said. "Yes I do!" He snarled. Weiss recoiled slightly, shocked at the virulent decrement of her statement. "You're saying that I should be content to watch others who never chose their way of life suffer?" He asked. "I reject that notion, and instate my own. If someone has power, it is their duty to assist those who are less fortunate, but only if their circumstances were forced upon them." He said. Weiss put her hands up. "Sorry, I was speaking to more of the vigilante in you." He calmed down almost instantly. "I get it. But they didn't choose this life, their father was killed by the White Fang when he stood against their violent nature, and their mother died during labor while delivering Momo." He said.
Oh... now I feel pretty bad... I guess helping them isn't exactly wrong. They stepped outside, and Yuri quietly closed the door behind them. "They can't work since they're so young, and no one's willing to take them in, since they're Faunus." He said. "So what else can they really do other than turn to crime?" He said. "Now... adults are a different matter." He sighed. "As a person... seeing the rich... continuously spit on the poor for being less fortunate... that sickens me." He said. "These people breathe, bleed, laugh, love, and cry, the same as everyone else. So when someone sees another as lesser, it saddens me." He said.
They walked back towards the school in silence for the next few minutes. Weiss' eyes drifted across his face. He's red, it's not particularly hot today. His hands are shaking, and his face seems to be... pained. But nothing happened other than the momentary scuffle with those girls... "Hey... are you feeling alright?" She asked. "Uh-Uh... my... my body... hurts... all of it." As the words left his mouth, his thoughts began to form much more slowly, his head, fingers, and gums were all burning as though consumed by flame. He dropped to his knees, now gasping for air, his lungs filled with nothing but fire. "Whoa, do you need help?" She asked.
His pained face turned to her, his eyes watery and bloodshot. "I... I don't know... this is... odd... I..." He trailed off, his mind obviously unable to keep pace with his words. His shaking hands shot into his pockets, and his Scroll clattered to the ground. "Call my mother... please." He said. She quickly picked up the Scroll and searched through his contacts. She selected the one listed as "Mother" and began a connection. She heard a sound she recognized. That's a Schnee Dust Company ring-tone. The connection was accepted, clicking into the speaker loudly. "Hello... This is Diana Greymoor, I don't remember this number... who is this?" Came a familiar voice that made Weiss' eyes widen in shock.
I... I don't believe it... all this time... Yuri's HER son?