Author's Note:
First. Of. All. Sorry for the late update. I'm not exactly in what you'd call a "good place" right now, and I apologise for it causing me to forget about this.
Secondly, sudden change of username is sudden, only it's not sudden, because I've been planning to do this for a while. (Like, a couple of months.) I wanted something short and sweet like "Clem" or "Clemmy", but those usernames have been taken (which, admittedly, made me cry), so I opted for "JustClem" because I like the way it sounds.
Also, I got a review (which I think might be deleted) about how confused they are of my A/Ns. They pointed out to me that while I did say that you don't have to play the game to understand this story, most of my A/Ns always kept referring to the game and how that story goes. They, more or less, felt kind of cheated, and I tricked them, or something.
I'm sorry if I ever gave any of you that same impression. Really, you don't have to play the game to understand this! It's just that I based some of the aspects of the game (story-wise) into my fan fiction, and I'm kind of excited to show you guys what I did and the changes I've made. It's less about anything serious and more of me fangirling because eep! I love both RWBY and D:BH and I'm smashing the two of them together into something weirdly unique!
Lastly, I'll be going on a family vacation for about 10-12 days, give or take, so you might not be getting any updates from this story, nor from Queens and Mages. I won't be bringing my laptop, and I can't publish something in this site. But, I'll still be active on Ao3, since that site allows me to publish from mobile., if anyone's interested.
So, yeah. Long A/N is long, but all of what I've said is necessary.
Enjoy the chapter~
Strangers: Become Lovers
Act I
BL4K3
8:00
TUESDAY
YANG: Warm
When that human had said 'see you later', Blake did not think she'd actually see the human again so soon…
"So… got a boyfriend?"
Which was why the android felt the need to check her eyes to see if there was any damage to them when she saw that same infuriating, odd human the very next day. And at eight in the morning, no less!
Sadly… Her eyes were perfectly fine. And, indeed, Yang - her only customer - was sitting in front of her, one arm propping her face as she gave the android a smile that was anything but sincere.
-[TRUTHFUL]-
-[COLD]-
The android chose the better option. She scowled. "I'm an android, Yang. Androids can't have romantic interests."
The blonde tilted her head to the side, not unlike a puppy… a golden retriever, maybe? "Sure they can. I've seen one or two androids who've been with people that way."
Ignoring the rather immodest way Yang had phrased that sentence, Blake asked, "Really?" Did she mean androids who were built for… 'intimacy purposes'? Because that didn't count.
"Well, technically, he doesn't have a girlfriend per se," the blonde winced a little, "but he's been with a lot of people."
The android raised an eyebrow. "Humans?"
"Humans, androids, lawyers," she waved a hand dismissively, "he's been with it all."
"What kind of model is he?" Blake couldn't help but ask.
"Eh..."
Blake waited for her to say something more, and when she didn't, went back to making her Strawberry Sunrise - with no alcohol, of course, no matter how much the human begged for her to put it in her drink.
The android wasn't particularly keen on letting the girl get alcohol-poisoning.
"Blake."
She didn't stop pouring the liquid content into the glass and simply responded with, "Yes?"
"Wanna go on a date with me?"
She froze. The mocktail kept flowing down to the glass until it overflowed.
-[ACCEPT]-
-[REFUSE]-
… Like hell she was going to go on a date with this human! Or any human for that matter!
The android tried to regain some sense of composure, putting away the cup, intent on wiping the wet part of her counter later.
She addressed the human with an intent, critical pair of amber eyes.
"Yang. I'm an android."
"I'm aware of that."
"You're a human."
"I should hope so."
… Perhaps Blake should call a doctor? There was clearly something defective with this human.
"Is that a yes?"
-[ACCEPT]-
-[REFUSE]-
Once again, the options appeared before her, mocking her.
"No."
"Aww. Pretty please?"
-[ACCEPT SHYLY]-
-[ACCEPT BOLDLY]-
-[REFUSE]-
What the hell was even going on anymore?!
"No!"
To her annoyance, the human merely pouted at her as if she was a mean parent who refused to give her candy! "Aww. Why not?"
Blake, gritting her teeth, pointed to the one thing separating her from being alive; the glowing circle embedded in her skin. "Pretty self-explanatory, isn't it?" she said, somehow managing to sound calm.
Yang looked back and forth between the yellow light and her yellow eyes, and slowly, realization dawned upon her. "Oh," she whispered. Then, her face lit up. "Oh…! You're one of those 'robot' androids, aren't ya?"
The yellow light began to die down into a calm blue, but she was anything but calm at this point, her mind racing a mile a minute.
"... What?"
The blonde was unaware of her obvious distress, chuckling as she fiddled with a strand of her yellow hair. "You know, those guys who're always like 'I am a machine that must always obey my orders.'" She snorted, rolling her eyes in what was obviously dislike and perhaps even disgust. "A bunch of idiots if you ask me."
The android stared at her, still processing what this human - this foolish human - had said to her.
She pursed her lips, narrowed her eyes, and downright glared at Yang. A part of her reminded her that she should treat all customers warmly, to follow her directive, but then the other part told her that her owner allowed her to behave accordingly if someone were to insult her.
And this human had definitely insulted her.
"Oh?" Yang blinked, her amusement disappearing as curiosity and slight concern made their way to her. "Hit a sore spot, didn't I?"
-[ANSWER]-
-[DON'T ANSWER]-
The android could not understand why she was tempted to choose the former option.
"Here's your drink," she said with no emotion - she was a machine, she was never meant to have emotions - roughly sliding the drink to the direction of the blonde, not caring whether or not she'd catch it. "Bye."
She turned to walk away-
"Wait, Blake, you're a bartender aren't you?" a voice called, taunting her. "You can't leave me, that'll be breaking the rule!" An excited gasp. "Unless… You want to break the rules?"
-ORDERS GIVEN: TO SERVE-
[DO NOT DEVIATE]
Blake did truly dislike when that order flashed up on screen. It reminded her that, even when things were getting hairy and she needed to remove herself for but a moment, she had her directive that she must carry out.
A couple of steps later, she was right in front of this annoying human again, crossing her arms, refusing to meet her eyes.
-ORDERS GIVEN: HEEDED-
"Also, bartenders are supposed to chat with you. Not mope."
She closed her eyes, ignoring the urge to walk away or punch this human. Yang was still, after all, a customer. "I am not moping."
She heard Yang humming. "Yeah, you're more like the brooding kind. Like the 'I have a tragic past' kind of brooding… Care to share?"
She snapped her head to the blonde, intense amber eyes meeting nonchalant lilac. "No."
Yang fiddled with the straw, taking a short sip. "Aww, maybe one day."
"Never."
"Hey," the human extended her arms as if she was celebrating, "I didn't know androids could predict the future!"
Blake kept the smile that threatened to grace her lips at bay, looking away again.
And for a long moment, all was silent as the human watched the android work - wiping the wetness on the counter with such precision.
And when she was done, Yang spoke in a tone the android had never heard her speak in before, a detached tone.
"If you're not comfortable with me, that's alright." The android slowly, almost painfully tilted her head, her LED flashing yellow for a brief moment.
-[SAY SOMETHING]-
-[STAY QUIET]-
Yang was smiling, but it was far from her usual smile. This one looked more… resigned…
She didn't look happy.
"I'll get out of your hair, or should I say your wires?" The joke fell flat and only served to concern the android more.
-[SAY SOMETHING]-
-[STAY QUIET]-
The android didn't know why the options kept appearing. It was obvious which option she was going to choose… right?
Yang stood up from her stool, and the android only now noticed that the drink was empty. It had been empty for a long time. Yang had also placed too much money on the counter to pay for said drink. But the android didn't pay attention to anything else, she only paid attention to the human.
"I just want you to know that… well… You're fun to talk to."
-[RETURN THE GESTURE]-
-[TELL HER NOT TO LEAVE]-
… There were no options for her to stay quiet…
And so Blake ended up not choosing at all.
And for some reason, she felt as though it was the wrong choice as she watched the blonde leave.
She tried convincing herself that she made the right choice.
… And she failed.
YANG: Distant
Author's Note:
Hey! I did that "distant/neutral/warm" thing like in the game! Not only that, but I use it as a form of storytelling! … Aren't I creative?
Heh, but for reals… Yang sort of messed up there. I don't know how this came to be, but sometimes when I write characters… it's like they make their choices for themselves… is that weird?
But hey, this is a good thing. I didn't want Bumblebee's story to be exactly like White Rose's story, because that'll be boring.