Happy White Day everyone! (For those of you without a clue as to what White Day is, get a clue, it's awesome and I can't explain it here without missing most of the coolness.) Seeing as it's such a cool day, I figured I'd give you all a treat with a special double feature! Now, sit back and relax while I tell you the tales of Weiss and Ruby: but not quite right.

Who are you? Yours, and that's all I need to know.

Weiss had been on many dates. Many, many, many dates. Too many, if she was being honest. With how many she'd been on, she ought to have met someone at least halfway decent, right? But no, she hadn't met even one person she could ever come close to even tolerating in something resembling a relationship.

However, despite all of those poor dates, some set up and some she'd put together, this one had been the very worst. Her plus one had been rude, absentminded, blunt, and not even the tiniest bit polite. She'd had to endure a lack of any decorum, and no single moment of the date had she felt the girl sitting opposite her was even remotely trying to be there for anything but the food. Why had she agreed to go on a date with her two weeks ago? She couldn't remember anymore.

Now, having ditched the heathen at the car when she'd insinuated she'd somehow earned a goodnight kiss, (the more insulting part being that it had been phrased and intentioned like Weiss had been the one who'd earned the kiss), Weiss was back in her locked apartment. She hadn't bothered to turn on the lights, but had instead simply showered to try and wash away the disgusted sensation of being around her date, and then slipped into her nightgown to sleep.

As she slipped into her bed, Weiss found it partially filled with her closest friend, and the best thing she'd ever known: Piro. Piro was the name she'd given the item when she'd first received it, having just started with her Japanese and not being very creative in naming at the time. As such, she'd taken the word pillow, and turned it into what sounded like "pea-rho."

It was a pillow, about three times as long as a normal bed-pillow, and made of a soft brown material that was almost like that of a fluffy quilt. The lining around the center was made from real silver thread, and as Winter had told her when giving it to her, was supposed to be the silver thread in her cotton ball cloud of a life. She was absolutely beautiful, and Weiss wouldn't trade her for the world.

When she'd explained that to one of her friends (a certain feline bookworm who similarly found no love in life), she'd had to explain her adamance that Piro was female, not just an inanimate object. Blake had laughed at that at the time, but nowadays she had her own body-pillow made in the same design.

"Hello Piro," Weiss greeted the item, rolling her tongue on the 'r', before snuggling into the soft fabric, "I guess you're the only one for me. My silver lining."

Weiss pulled the covers over her and her only love, and tried to sleep. As often happened, the part of Piro closest to her eyes became damp from Weiss' tears as she curled into the soft item, crying herself to a very lonely sleep.

"If only you could be real, and not just my pillow…" Weiss whimpered, half asleep.

. . .

Her cry did not go unheard. The three gods who ruled the world Weiss inhabited were often listening to the unconscious pleadings of their children, trying to help without taking away the chance for them to choose and improve themselves. The first was one of darkness, though not evil. The second was one of light, though not good. The last was the first: their father, Oum the Creator.

That night had been filled with small requests for safety, sleep, health, love, and many other things that were sometimes scarce in life. The brothers had done what they could, and used their best judgement on when to give, when to take, and when to leave be. Some needed to pass their tests to gain strength, while others were suffering before their time and needed slight gifts to help ease their burdens. But before they could pass by the city of Atlas, the two brothers were halted.

"Do you not think you have caused this little one enough pain? Her father's cruelty, her mother's absence, her friends' scarcity, and now her love's unreality?"

The two brothers looked to one another and relented.

"Very well then. Where have you hidden her soulmate? We shall let them meet at once."

The light god merely opened his palm, revealing a young girl with brown hair, curled into a ball and sleeping soundly.

"I see. To have her born now would be pointless. Perhaps we shall have a small miracle tonight, hm?"

. . .

The next morning, Weiss awoke to feel her tears gone, and a very happy feeling in her chest. She didn't know why, but she didn't question it. Instead, Weiss simply curled closer into Piro, and enjoyed having her arms wrapped lovingly around her as well. Wait… arms?

Opening one crystal blue eye, Weiss looked at the pillow she was holding and laying her head on. A pair of arms were what she saw, not the brown of her Piro. Weiss pulled back slightly, and found her head had been resting over the heart of a strange girl she'd never seen before. She looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place where she'd seen her before.

Her hair was the same color as Piro's fabric, and her half-parted eyelids revealed eyes of the same silver that threaded her. Creme colored skin, a very simple white gown like her own, and a physique that spoke of good exercise, though nothing intense enough to make her a bodybuilder. She seemed about Weiss' own age.

"Hm- Weiss? Come back to bed, it's too early to get up." She mumbled sleepily.

The arms wrapped around Weiss' waist and pulled her in to rest comfortably where she'd been before. Weiss however, was not easily persuaded by comfortable strangers who invaded her blankets.

"Who are you? How'd you get in here?" She asked, a little worried, but mostly angry.

The girl simply mumbled something, and rolled so she was laying on Weiss instead. Feeling her own heartbeat speed up slightly, Weiss' next words were cut off by a slight giggle from the girl on her chest.

"Hehe, you're heart sounds funny. Does mine sound like this?"

Being somewhat weirded out by that point, Weiss gently pushed the girl off of her and slid out of bed.

"Look, I don't know who you are, and I have half a mind to call the police on you. So if you don't start talking right now, we're going to have trouble, Miss."

The silver eyes opened again, and looked at Weiss with a mildly annoyed expression.

"You don't know your Ruby?" She asked sleepily. 'Ruby' rolled over and sat up, stretching slightly.

"I mean, I know I didn't get to be my normal me so far, but you still should know your Ruby!"

"I don't have 'A Ruby'. And what do you mean, so far?"

Ruby yawned and seemed to wake up a little more, crossing her legs and looking into Weiss' eyes intently.

"Hm… I guess you don't remember… Well, I guess I'll have to remind you how we met this time. You see, Winter gave me to you when you were about seventeen, and you've used me to sleep on ever since. You held me when you were cold, cried on me when you were sad, relaxed on me while you read those kinky books and fan fictions-"

"I what?!"

Ruby giggled and leaned in to gently tap Weiss' nose.

"I was Piro, silly. The whole time. You were waiting to meet your soulmate, but someone upstairs was playing a mean trick on us, so I wasn't born this time around. But, seeing as you've been having the worst kind of luck these days, I managed to pull a few strings and now: here I am!"

Weiss had heard a lot of stories but this one was very much the dumbest and most illogical she'd ever encountered.

"Firstly, pillows do not turn into people. Secondly, you couldn't pull any strings on anything without pulling the whole fabric apart. Thirdly, I don't believe in whatever it is you're going on about with soulmates and gods or whatever, so if you're trying to get something it isn't going to work."

Despite her words, Ruby wasn't dissuaded. Instead of trying to backpedal, explain her story, or any other action Weiss expected, she simply shrugged and lay back down.

"Doesn't matter if you believe that's what happened, it is what it is, and I'm here now. I don't have any family, any records, not even a good dental plan. So, until you can conjure up impossible history for a pillow who just turned into your dream girl, I'm gonna go back to sleep."

She reached out to Weiss in a slightly childish gesture.

"Snuggle me?"

Weiss declined, and instead went to get her phone. She'd figure out how this girl got in, how she knew these things, and then have her arrested. Besides, how could a lunatic who thought she was transformed from a pillow be her dream girl? Her dream girl was- was…

Staring at her phone without seeing it, Weiss tried to think about what she'd once envisioned as her perfect partner. The physical aspects were all there, right down to the childish cuteness and their nearly identical heights. Personality wise, she seemed fine, if a little crazy. The only thing missing was the rather large issue of her sudden appearance and the suspicious nature of her being in Weiss' bed.

Making a decision she probably would regret later, Weiss called Blake. Blake could pull up the records for this girl without making a big fuss, and if there was anyone who would be here in twenty minutes with no questions and a fingerprint scanner, it would be the cat-eared bookworm.

It took nearly half an hour before Blake pulled up to the apartment complex, but when she did, she was in business mode.

"Weiss, I'm not taking fingerprints off a sleeping girl you just slept with."

"I didn't sleep with her, I just kind of… woke up to her."

"Right."

Despite her protest, Blake was indeed already taking Ruby's fingerprints.

"H-hey, Blake that tickles. Only Weiss can tickle me."

That raised eyebrows that Weiss very much wanted not to be raised.

"I swear, I don't know this girl. She just showed up, claimed to be Piro, and said something about being soulmates or something. The way she went on, you'd think she was my girlfriend, but I've never seen her before."

"Technically Wife, but none of our marriages ever lasted after we died, legally speaking." Came a very muffled retort from Ruby, who'd gone into the covers after her fingers had been checked.

Weiss gave Blake a look that said 'You see?' Blake looked back with nothing but a grin.

"Well, why don't you get some breakfast while I run her records? Meanwhile, why don't you tell me about last night Ruby?"

A sigh came from inside the sheets, and Ruby's head popped back up.

"Fine. Blake, can you call Yang for me? I need someone who believes me to help out."

That gave Blake pause.

"How do you-"

"Oh, have you not found her yet? Dang it, this is why I hate getting born last!"

Blake shook her head and leaned forward.

"How do you know about Yang? I've never told anyone her name."

"What do you mean?"

"Weiss had Piro, which you claim to be. About a year ago, I first bought myself Yang. Are you running some scam to replace our pillows so you can get something?"

Her tone had turned accusatory, but Ruby seemed genuinely shocked.

"I- we'd never do that to you!"

The tears that started to build in the honest and sincere silver eyes proved to Blake that Ruby was being completely truthful. That, and the return of the data. No person existed in any part of the world with her fingerprints, DNA, or even a similar match in name and appearance. Ruby had simply appeared today, and that was all there was to it.

"Alright, I'm trusting you on this. Weiss is about the closest thing I have to family, and that goes both ways. If you hurt her…"

She let the threat hang, and Ruby nodded vigorously.

"It's always fun when I'm the one getting the 'big sister talk'. Usually Yang gives it to Weiss. Speaking of which, if you already have Yang as a pillow, maybe she'll come to life too? I mean, that's why you named her, right? You always did like being the Yin."

Blake nodded. She had indeed been waiting for a while, and Ruby had guessed her naming concept perfectly. Perhaps there was room in the world for a few miracles after all.

Weiss came back to find Ruby laying on her stomach, putting her head about on the same level as Blake's who was sitting cross-legged on the floor. She silently handed the pair their cups of coffee, as well as sending Blake a questioning look. The returned expression was one of reassurance. Ruby was clean.

A gasp of joyful surprise came from Weiss' bed as she sat down beside Blake, and when she turned to look at Ruby, she found the girl was grinning ear to ear, holding her cup like it was the most amazing gift she'd ever received.

"You remembered!"

"Remembered what?" Weiss asked, a bit confused. It was only coffee, after all.

"You remembered the way I like it. I must have told you millions of times before now, but this time you just knew!"

Ruby inhaled the scent before taking another sip. Then, she seemed to get startled by something and slipped out of the bed and onto the floor.

"Which reminds me, you don't like us eating in bed."

Had Weiss thought about it, she would have told Ruby off and had her vacate the sleeping furniture more quickly. She also would have cursed the little flutter her heart gave when she heard the word 'us.' As it was, Weiss was left to regret not doing those things and instead led the way out to the table for breakfast.

She'd whipped up some eggs and biscuits, luckily having both the skill of cooking and the advantage of ready-make biscuits to easily prepare a suitable meal. Had she known Blake was coming, she would have prepared yesterday and made something more tasty. Ruby wouldn't care either way, she'd say it was delicious, eat it all, and then find something sweet to snack on. But how did she know that?

"Wow, this is really good Weiss! I guess you like cooking no matter what, huh?"

"I suppose so… and you like things that are sweet, right?"

Ruby's smile could have turned even the most frigid morning to springtime, and she nodded gleefully as Weiss blushed.

"Sweet things like cookies, strawberries, and you!"

"In that order?" Blake asked, her cat's grin coming on with a vengeance.

"Of course. Just like your order is: in the Sun, at the library, and on Yang."

Her tone was so matter-of-fact, that Weiss took a second to comprehend what Ruby had just said. Blake's blush gave away the fact that it was rather personal.

"Order for…?"

"Places she likes to take naps."

"Ah."

That seemed to break Blake entirely. She spent the rest of the meal in absolute silence, while Weiss started testing Ruby's knowledge.

She scored perfectly on anything that had to do with Weiss' personality, tastes, or habits; but didn't seem to know anything about her actual life, her family, what she did, or anything else that she ought to have known if she had even passingly asked about Weiss on the street. Ruby knew the Weiss at the center of her soul, but not a single bit of the layers around it.

"Well, I can see I'm butting in. You two love-birds take it easy, kay?"

Weiss sputtered at her words, but Ruby simply waved.

"Got it. Have a safe trip home, say hi to Yang for me!"

"W-wait!"

Before Weiss could say anything more, her noirette friend was out the door. The girls were left in silence for a few minutes, Ruby munching on the short-bread cookie she'd found, and Weiss staring at the door in betrayal.

"Hey, Weiss? Since it's the weekend, do you wanna go on a date?"

"I-" Weiss sighed and shook her head in defeat. "I'm not getting rid of you, am I?"

"Nope!"

"I suppose it wouldn't be the worst thing to do."

"You wouldn't be embarrassed going out with your pillow?"

"Why would I be embarrassed? That's a dream come true."

…

As Blake entered her little house, she knew something was off. It was warmer than usual, comfortable in a way she hadn't often experienced. The heat was excellent for nap-taking, and so she ran directly to her room, where she found the source of the heat.

"Snuggle m-"

Before the newly reborn blonde could finish her attempt at teasing her partner, Blake was already on top of her and nuzzling into her neck.

"Shhhhh, it's nap time."

How much you love me, before I tell you I hate you.

Something was very, very wrong. Weiss woke up in her bunk as she did every day, and she knew what ought to be where. Yang would be snoring, Blake reading, Ruby curled up in her arms, the sun starting to peek into the window, and the floor would still be impeccably clean. Instead, she was all alone, and the floor was covered in something.

Weiss sat up, a little bothered, and found out what covered the floor, as well as her left pinky. It was a red aura string: normal string that was enhanced with a person's aura to be nearly unbreakable. Every so often, the string on the ground was interrupted by a knot, where a blank white card would be fastened. If the string was any indication, then they'd be aura cards: unreadable to anyone but the person who's aura was used to write them.

Deciding to start this very long day correctly, Weiss put on her casual skirt and top before picking up the first card. She was impressed when the string shrank to become taught with the first knot when she brought her hand close to it, the red line vanishing into itself until the card fell free. Whoever had set this up had mastered aura, and was evidently willing to waste an entire day's worth just for her.

Weiss smiled softly at the thought of just who might have left her these cards. Deciding to find out for certain, she poured her aura into the card, revealing the scarlet letters. She was right. Only Ruby's aura had spent enough time merged with her own to pull off such a trick. It seemed Ruby wanted to play soulmate again.

Dear Weiss, I know I did this for you last year on Valentine's day, but this year I heard about a new kind of holiday I wanted to try. That's why I didn't get you anything last month. Please enjoy these cards, and don't worry, there are only a few this time. Your love, Ruby.

Pocketing the card, Weiss grinned and started to gather up the thread, watching it shrink in length as she gathered up her list of praises and little poems from her girlfriend. Some were heart-touching cute, while others were cheesily romantic, and a few cheek-burning suggestive. Weiss loved each one, pocketing the cards and promising herself she'd keep them with her forever. However, as she reached the doorway, the card there gave her pause.

This door has been walked through by so many people, at so many times, and for so many reasons. I dropped water on you from here, and you got me back with some ice (by the way, that was a good idea, but we need to work on putting your pranks into safe practice). Zwei first met you after passing through it, and you finally worked up the courage to tell me how you felt by watching through the crack on the side. Maybe this time, you can walk through it and send me a little bit of your bravery?

The cards resumed their normal pattern of love and affection after that, but Weiss wondered what had inspired that one to change. She eagerly looked for another that would continue the story. She didn't have to wait long. The next was at the entrance to the school, only four cards afterwards.

I've always admired your bravery. Each day, walking through these doors, and making your way past initiation to get inside them so long ago… that's why I've decided to make this White Day the day I'm brave for you.

There was a strange speed to Weiss' heart now. Ruby was already very brave, and she'd done just as much as Weiss had in terms of risk. She'd teased her about it, of course, calling her own trait courage and Ruby's a mixture of childishness, stupidity, and recklessness; but she knew that no one believed for even a second that it was true.

Ruby was intelligent, caring, compassionate, and selfless. She was brave in ways that Weiss had never known before, affectionate at times that no one knew they needed it, and diverse in her skills of spreading joy to the point that her smile could cheer up a new student across the lunch room, reassure Pyrrha about her date plans across the table, and spark Weiss' desire to reward her with a peck on the cheek; all without changing even a single muscle.

There shouldn't have been a single thing on Remnant that had Ruby asking Weiss for courage. However, when Weiss reached a certain burn mark in the stone, and found the string turned sharply from the card on the burn to rustle back and forth in the nearby tree, she knew that something was up.

I met you, on this spot. It was the worst way to meet someone. It was all my fault: I broke your things, sneezed on you, blew you up, froze you, electrocuted you, and bothered you all at once. And yet, you didn't really get mean. You told me off, you called me a few names out of anger, tried to make sure I wasn't going to get hurt, and then…then you tried to help me get better. You did so much for me, despite my trying to be better and older than I was.

I would have never made it this far without you, Weiss. I would have dropped out in our second semester, from the work-load alone, and reapplied about this year, actually. But then a certain somebody brought me coffee and promised me the best thing a girl can get promised: To have the best partner ever.

Well, now it's my turn to promise you back. But this promise I can't make on my own. I need to ask your permission first, and I'm really scared. You said I can ask you anything, so long as I can justify it in being a better huntress or a better person, and this question fits into both of those really good. But even knowing that, I still don't know if I can ask.

Look at the burn mark for me. If I'm standing on it, then please put the card away. If I chickened out, please forgive me.

Looking at the empty spot before her, Weiss gently put the card away and gave the little string around her finger a tug. The tug back told her Ruby was still in the tree. So, Weiss abandoned the scar in the road, and instead walked to the tree, summoned a black glyph to lift her into the branches, and sat down beside the curled up form of Ruby Rose.

"You okay?"

Ruby shook her head.

"I couldn't do it. I got it for you special, just for today, and I couldn't even give you your gift." Came the muffled response.

Weiss smiled knowingly and pulled Ruby into a hug.

"How about we trade then? I'll give you a white present if you give me a white present."

Ruby looked up sadly.

"But I'm supposed to be the one giving you the gift today."

"I like to spoil my girlfriend, is that so wrong?"

"I guess not. But I- I still don't know if I can ask you... "

Weiss rolled her eyes and offered her hand.

"Yes. Yes. Me. I do. Of course you did, dolt."

Ruby looked confusedly up at her girlfriend, not sure what she'd just heard.

"Those are the answers to the next five things you're going to ask me. Now, why don't you try to get the questions?"

Ruby nodded and took Weiss' hand. She offered up a small box, which popped open to reveal a ring with a small white gemstone, set into white-gold, and edged with a slight red hue.

"Marry me?"

A grin was her only response. She'd already answered, after all.

"You sure?"

The grin widened.

"So your white gift back was…?"

Weiss leaned in and kissed Ruby's nose.

"You're too smart sometimes, you know that?"

That one got a laugh out of both of them, before Ruby froze in shock and swore quietly.

"Did I just get engaged to someone so smart they can see the future?" She half-muttered to herself.

Before Ruby could react to the final correct prediction, Weiss pulled her into a real kiss, capturing her lips for twenty seconds before pulling away.

"Come on, let's get back to the room. I didn't get a full night's sleep because an old girlfriend of mine decided to play with cardstock and strings this morning."

Ruby laughed and slid out of the tree, curling up onto Weiss' arm as they made their way back up to the school.

"If we hurry, we can still get breakfast, and you can break the news to everyone."

"What news? That I'm not dating you anymore? Hardly good news to be excited about, especially from your perspective."

"Weiss?"

"Yes?"

"No more engagement jokes. Dad's going to be putting me through the gauntlet the minute he finds out about it."

"As you wish."

And there you are! Remember to comment, critique, send in ideas and OC's, and enjoy! Next chapter to update will be for Curse of the Soul, so keep an eye out for that. As always, Love you all!