A/N: Hey guys! Blue here! I know, It's been like... Eighty years haha. I'm alive! I'm gonna level with you guys, I haven't been in the best place. But! Things are looking a bit more hopeful! I hope lmao.
I got off my butt and FINALLY FINISHED THIS DAMN STORY! WHOO HOO! *high fives self* There was a liiiiiitle plot hole the prequel created, But I went back and fixed it here (one line really). The retcon is that Yang didn't see that Ruby was falling for Weiss. Nothing huge but it was bugging me.
Now, I'm still working on the ending for 'Fallen Snow, Silver Wings', buuuuuut I want to hear what you guys would like to read next. I have two contenders and they are both goooood (my discord was screaming when I was explaining these aus). I'm not gonna explain them (I want it to be a surprise) but I'll tell you the titles and let you guys decide which one you would want first. Would you want to read 'Bound By Shadows' or 'Endless Knights' first?
Anyways, I'll stop yappin' and let you guys finish this fic. I sincerely hope you all have enjoyed it and would enjoy reading more for this particular au *cough cough* I have a tentative sequel in mind *cough*. Thanks for the support and comments, you are all amazing and valid humans. Let me know what you think. Enjoy the Bees!
Chapter 11: Transitions of Transgressions
"Home sweet home!" Ruby exclaimed. "Well not our home but yours. I mean kind of our home too, we do spend a lot of time here and-"
"Is there anything you need?" Weiss interrupted, knowing her girlfriend well enough to know that she would keep going if she didn't stop her.
Blake hobbled in the apartment, leaning much of her weight on Weiss. Yang wanted to be the one supporting Blake on the way up, but the heiress refused. The injured angel insisted, but Weiss made her point once again by simply poking her in the side, causing Yang to groan in pain. And once again, another point went to Weiss.
Blake was wondering if she would have to start a tally.
"Maybe some tea?" Blake requested, her exhaustion evident in her voice.
"Of course!" She told her, helping her sit down on the couch. "Which kind would you like."
"Blackberry Hibiscus? No sugar, steeped for two minutes? Thanks."
"That's the loose tea leaves one, right? The kind you put in the...the..." Weiss said, trying to conjure up the word.
"Infuser." Blake supplied. "It's in the same shelf with the tea."
"Got it." Weiss nodded and turned around to head to the kitchen. Blake felt the couch cushion beside her sink as another person sat behind her. She didn't have to look over to know that it was Yang, she could sense it by the sunny aura she gave off.
Her warmth.
"Tea snob." She commented with a snicker.
"I like my tea done in a particular way! There's nothing wrong with that."
"Tea." Yang repeated, leaning in closer to her face. "Snob." She used her left hand to tap Blake's nose as she said 'snob'. The raven-haired girl wrinkled her nose and grinned at her personal angel.
"Alright, yeah. I'm a tea snob. I'll admit it." She acquiesced. "Got a problem with that?"
Upon asking the question, Yang's face softened from a mischievous, teasing expression to a loving one.
"Not at all." She told her. Moving forward, she pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. A kiss so tender and filled with love.
An angel kiss.
"Yeah Blake suuuure does love her tea." Ruby interjected, reminding them that she was still in the room. Yang backed away and cleared her throat. "Anyways, there's something you probably should know about this whole transition."
"Transition?" Blake asked.
"Yeah. Yang is mortal now, that's gonna be difficult for her. And you too."
"Pssh." Yang said with a wave. "I feel fine! I mean... Aside from the stab wound and fractured rib and... well you get the idea."
"The first twenty-four hours are just fine, trust me, I remember." Ruby explained. "But then things get weird from there."
"How weird we talkin'?"
"Man, I should have written a list. Ok first off, mood swings. As a complete angel, your emotions are more... subdued."
"Are you sure about that?" Blake questioned. "Cause Yang was preeetty emotional."
"Hey!" Yang shouted indignantly.
"I'm sure." Ruby said with a laugh. "You should have seen me! What you saw was nothing compared to how I was in private. I was all over the place! Right Weiss?"
The red haired girl shouted the last bit to the woman in the kitchen. Soon, she returned, carrying a steaming cup of tea in her dainty hand.
"Oh god yes. It was a lot to deal with." Weiss confirmed. Ruby pouted, but not for long. Her girlfriend quickly slid over to kiss the top of her head. "And I would go through it again if I had to."
"Awww. Thanks Weiss." Ruby cooed with a giggle. The heiress handed Blake her tea and sat next to Ruby on the adjacent chair.
"What else do I have to look out for?" Yang asked.
"Um, pain is weird. You'll probably be feeling that a lot more tomorrow. Uuuuuh, there's gonna be some sensations that you won't understand? Like... It will feel foreign, since you haven't felt it in a while."
"I guess that makes sense." Blake commented, sipping her tea gingerly. It was still quite hot, but tasted heavenly. Smiled, she sighed in delight. That was until Yang clutched her abdomen. "Yang, are you alright?"
"Y-yeah. I think... I might be feeling one of those sensations." She said, a bit of strain in her voice. "I have no idea what it is."
"Could it just be your injuries?" Weiss asked.
"No it's not, it feels like... some stirring? But it hurts."
"Sharp or dull pain?" Ruby asked, getting out of her seat and digging through the bags she had been carrying since she returned to the hospital. Blake panicked, fussing over Yang.
"Dull?" Yang told her. That was good, right? Dull pain meant it was manageable? Or did it mean it would only get worse. Was something wrong with Yang? Blake's mind was racing, fearing the worst.
That was until...
Mrrrrgggrrrr.
Yang's stomach announced it's presence to the entire room. After a beat of silence, Ruby started laughing.
"You're hungry." She told her sister. "Rumbling and empty?"
"Yeah. Heh." She said, rubbing the back of her head. A deep blush coated her face and it was the cutest thing ever. "Sorry for uuh... Worrying you guys."
"Don't sweat it!" Ruby said, pulling a wrapped up object from her bag. "Like I said, some sensations will feel weird at first. Here." She handed her the object. It had a wonderful aroma that filled the air with spice. Blake could tell that Yang enjoyed the smell too, her stomach growled once again.
"What's this?"
"A burrito! Eat it, you'll like it!"
"Oh... I've never had one of these."
"Really?" Blake asked. Yang looked over with an amused expression.
"I died in 1937, burrito stands weren't exactly a thing back then." She told her.
"Oh... Yeah. Sorry, still getting used to that."
"Oh! Anofer fing" Ruby shouted, her face full of food. Apparently, she had bought a burrito for herself too.
"Ruby! Don't talk with your mouth full." Weiss chided. From the corner of her vision, Blake saw a glint in Yang's eyes. Quickly, she unwrapped the food and took a large bite.
"Yeah 'Uby. Thaf 'uude." Yang said, her mouth also full. "'ou shoudn't oooooh my god! This is amazing!" Yang looked at the burrito with wonder in her eyes.
"Right?" Ruby agreed, a bit of her food shot out from her mouth and landed on the ground. Weiss cringed and opened her mouth to say something, but ultimately shut it again and placed her head in her hand.
Point to Yang. Blake definitely needed to keep a tally.
"Ok, well, perhaps we should leave you two be. Will you be ok?" Weiss said, raising from her seat.
"Yeah I think so." Blake answered for the both of them as Yang was too preoccupied with her food.
"Eh, they'll be fine." Ruby (who had already inhaled her burrito) told Weiss. "I got some supplies for you guys though. Most of it is self explanatory, well except this one."
Ruby pulled out an old flip phone.
"Whof Tha fo?" Yang asked, mouth still filled.
"This is for you. That's what I was gonna say earlier. You're gonna... regress a little. The information you have now, a lot of it was given to you by the angels."
"Wait. Does this mean she'll forget that... Forget about... me?" Blake asked, her voice becoming more hushed and fearful as she asked.
"Oh no! No no no. It just means that some things that may seem like common sense to you won't to her. She probably won't be able to work a smart phone, that knowledge will be erased. Aaaaand she might start talking how she used to before she died.
"Oh, well... That's not too bad." Blake sighed.
"Now, if you need me, my number is here on speed dial. Just hit the '2' and then hit call."
"Whof Numbr one?" Yang mumbled.
"Weiss is! She's always number one." Ruby smiled sweetly. "Blake, you can program your number in there too, but I figured she's mostly gonna be with you during this transition."
"Most likely." Blake said. Yang looked over at her and her shoulders slumped a bit. Before she could ask what was wrong, Ruby came over and gingerly hugged her.
"I'm still so happy you're ok." She said. Then she moved over to Yang and hugged her as well. "And I'm happy I get to see you now."
"Me too." Yang told her.
Weiss hugged Blake as well and simply waved goodbye to Yang. Then they were gone and the two were left to themselves. Just Blake and Yang.
Ok, Blake, Yang and her burrito.
"Oh man this is so nice. I haven't eaten in eighty years. I haven't tasted anything in eighty years." Yang practically moaned. "Now this... This is heaven."
Blake giggled.
"Yeah, you would know, wouldn't you." The raven-haired girl teased. Once again, a deep blush coated Yang's face. Oh man, Blake could really get used to this.
"S-sorry. This is just... It's really nice. To feel these things. Even if it comes with a little pain."
"A little?"
"Ok, a lot. But I'm... I'm happy. To be here. With my sister again... With you."
Now it was Blake's turn to blush, she felt her face heat up hotter than her cup of tea. She smiled into her cup, taking an extra long sip in the hopes that Yang wouldn't notice her red face.
"Enjoying that tea?" The blonde said with a smirk, crumpling the burrito wrapper up in her hand.
"It's... Very good tea."
"I'll bet." She said with that carefree laughter that Blake so adored. But, her face then grew solemn. "Blake? Can I ask you something?"
"Of course, is everything alright?"
"Yeah... Well, maybe... I'm not sure."
"What is it?"
Yang sighed deeply and looked straight into her eyes. Lilac meeting amber in a meaningful manner. This was important, Blake could tell.
"I don't regret what I've done, not for a single moment. But I wonder... If you're ok with this."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, from what Ruby said I'm gonna be going through a lot. It's gonna be scary and new and... I don't want to burden you. I want you to be happy. And if that means me going somewhere else and doing this..." Yang paused and gestured to herself. "Change by myself, I would be willing to. Cause I don't-"
"I'm gonna stop you right there." Blake said, pressing a finger to Yang's lips. It effectively silenced her, the blonde looked quite surprised by her action. "You aren't a burden Yang. These are the things we do for... For people we love. And I do. I love you Yang and I want to help you through this. So no, you aren't gonna go off and do this alone. I want to be with you, so you're staying and that's final."
"So um... I'm living here now?" Yang asked. The blush rushed back to the raven-haired girl's face when she thought of the implications of that sentence. Living here. Yang was living here. Her own personal angel that was actually from heaven would be living with her.
Oh this was all happening so fast. Four days ago she was pissed off beyond belief at the girl, and now she was not only her girlfriend, but they were living together. She wasn't gonna complain, but it was enough to give her whiplash. Or maybe that was just the concussion.
"Yeah. We are."
"Aces!" Yang exclaimed, a bit of an unknown accent slipped in.
"I beg your pardon?" She asked, amusement written all over her face. Yang's face went from one of complete happiness to one of complete embarrassment.
"Sorry, guess I kind of blew my wig there- GOT EXCITED! I got excited." Rambled Yang. "I got excited, made a little brodie- Mistake, not brodie... I... Aw shoot."
The injured woman laughed at her girlfriend's plight.
"So that's what Ruby meant. I suppose I'll have to familiarize myself with the slang from the thirties."
"Sorryyy."
"Don't be, it's cute."
"Yeah? Well... I think you're as cute as a bug's ear."
"I'm guessing that's a compliment?"
"It is, I swear!" Yang moaned, unable to stop using 1930's slang. "Ruby said it wasn't supposed to start till tomorrow, the lying buttface."
"They said buttface in the thirties?"
"No, but it's an appropriate insult for the mook." Yang said. Her face turn to one of frustration as she slipped back into the thirties speech pattern. "DAMMIT!"
XxXxX
Ruby and Weiss walked out of the apartment in silence, unsure of what to say. Ruby was happy to have Yang back, ecstatic actually, but it was evident that Weiss did not return the sentiment. She had been nothing but cold and rude to Yang since the moment they entered the hospital, and she had a feeling that would not change any time soon.
"I'll call the car to come pick us up."
"Yeah, sounds good Weiss." Ruby replied. More silence.
It bothered Ruby. Yang just saved Blake's life, the girl that was Weiss' friend much longer than her. The girl that had helped her through so many tough times. Shouldn't she be grateful to Yang? Then again, there were some facets of the icy girl that were still unknown to her, even after all these years.
"It's... So nice to have Yang back again." Ruby commented while they waited for their ride to arrive.
"Yes, I'm very happy for you."
"You are?"
"Yes." She answered, turning to look at Ruby with an incredulous look. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well I mean... You were kind of mean to Yang."
"Oh." The heiress said. "I'm sorry, but I just... Don't care for the girl."
"What?" Ruby shouted. "But.. But she's my sister! A-and she saved Blake's life! A-and you hardly know her, Weiss."
"I know she hurt you!" Weiss snapped. There was anger and pain in her sapphire eyes. "She hurt you Ruby."
"I... I know, but that's in the past!" She said. "I've forgiven her for it!"
"Well I haven't!"
"Woah, Weiss."
"She wasn't there. She didn't see what she did to you. I did." Weiss explained in a calmer voice. "She didn't see how you cried. How you woke up in the middle of the night from the guilt she caused!"
"Weiss."
"So no, I don't forgive her." Weiss stated. "But I am happy for you. If you're glad, so am I."
"I guess I can live with that." Ruby told her, leaning in to give her a quick peck on the lips. "But promise me you'll try to be nicer."
Weiss looked at her like she was crazy. But then she rolled her eyes and smiled warmly.
"You won't bend on this, will you."
"Nope."
"Fine, for you I'll try to be... Nicer." She sighed.
"There's the snowflake I know."
Her girlfriend's face flushed and she averted her gaze from Ruby.
"I told you not to call me that."
"Oh? Only Klein gets to call you that? I'm not special enough." Ruby asked. She puffed up her lower lip and made eyes as big as possible. Weiss caught a glance at Ruby's puppy dog eyes and was suckered in.
Heh, works every time. Ruby thought.
"Of course you are! And you can! Just... Not in public."
"Oh?" Ruby said, ready to tease her girlfriend till her face matched her own hoodie. "So I can't do this?"
On cue, the clipped angel pulled her girlfriend forward and pressed a passionate kiss against her lips. When they pulled away, Weiss had a dazed look on her face.
"I... Suppose that would be ok."
"Hehe, good." She giggled. "I love you, Weiss."
"I love you too."
XxXxX
A Week Later
Slender fingers tapped across the keyboard in the dark room. Golden eyes flicked between her hands and the screen. The sun was still tucked underneath the horizon, still appearing as nighttime, although the time on the clock would disagree.
Honestly, Blake didn't need to be up at this hour. Although it had only taken her a couple days to write it up, this draft had been red through many times. It was edited by Blake the first time, read by Weiss Ruby and Yang (twice, in fact, by the blonde), edited a second time... And a third... And a sixth time...
At this point, she was only tweaking. Nitpicking, if she was being truthful.
It was true that Ozpin did not set a deadline, but Blake was antsy and eager to start this new chapter of her life. While she was recouping from her injuries, she flew into a flurry of inspiration and kept writing till she got all of her ideas down. It just poured out of her, like a fountain of creativity, soaking the digital pages with her thoughts and ideas.
But was there substance? Or was it merely just saturated.
Maybe she should have spent more time on it?
"Blake?" A groggy voice croaked in the dark. Her amber eyes finally peeled away from her work, looking over to the bed next to her desk. She smiled at the sight in front of her. The angel, her new roommate (and girlfriend) was now sitting up in the bed, wearing one of Blake's old shirts from college. Yang blinked hard a couple times, rubbed her eyes, and fluffed her wild mane (which was distinctly not tamed by sleep whatsoever). "It's so early."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." She spoke, soft and sweet.
"It's okay." Said Yang. She scooted to the edge of the bed, opting to keep the blanket wrapped around her. Blake wheeled her chair closer to the bed. "I thought you were done? Haven't you read it over like... Fifty times."
"Not fifty times." Blake giggled. "I have read it a lot, though. I just want it to be perfect."
"Perfect doesn't exist, Blake. I should know, I was an angel."
Both of them started lightly laughing at that. To say the past week was challenging was a major understatement, but it wasn't like they were all bad challenges. Truly, they were lucky to have Ruby and Weiss to help guide them through this (even if Weiss had some unspoken grudge against Yang).
As it turned out, Ruby was completely right about mood swings and sensitivity. Just the other day, the blonde went from laughing to crying to... Er... Pinning Blake to the couch and peppering her with kisses and nuzzles. Blake simply rubbed her back when she was crying and... Things escalated from there. As Yang explained, the sensation of touch was much stronger now that she was clipped.
"I feel like I was numb all those years. Like when you sit on your foot too long? And you get up and the blood rushes to your feet? All that sensation is suddenly back in full force." Blake recalls her saying. She couldn't even fathom feeling like that, all over. Physically and emotionally.
As soon as Yang extrapolated on her current state, Blake made sure to never let her feel embarrassed about her mood fluctuations. She particularly got upset with herself when she got a bit too handsy. The raven-haired girl would constantly remind her that if she ever did something that wasn't okay, she would tell her.
Actually, Blake rather fancied all the affection. She never truly realized how touch starved she was, but having Yang around made it apparent.
"I suppose you would know, wouldn't you." Blake agreed. She lifted a hand up to Yang's face and caressed her cheek. Yang leaned into the touch and placed her own hand over Blake's.
And then she pulled her from the chair on top of her.
"Oof!" Yang released a breath. "Owww, that was a mistake."
Blake quickly rolled off of the blonde angel.
"Yang, you're still injured."
"Yup, realized that." She said, still a bit strained.
"Aww." Blake cooed. The raven-haired girl moved closer and gently draped her arm around her torso and buried her face into the crook of Yang's neck. "Were you trying to get me to come back to bed?"
"Yeah."
"Well you could have just asked."
Yang turned her head to face Blake, the traces of pain gone from her expression.
"Sorry."
"Shhh, no apologies." Blake whispered into her ear. Slowly guiding her, the two slipped back into their normal sleeping arrangement. Okay it wasn't quite normal yet. Blake was used to sleeping alone, and Yang wasn't used to sleeping at all. "You're right. It's gonna be alright. The draft is... Okay."
"It's amazing, Blake."
"It's alright."
"It's fantastic!"
"Well I hope Ozpin has your same enthusiasm."
"You mean my honesty?"
"Ooh." Blake laughed. "You know, you're too smooth for your own good."
"I like to think I'm just smooth enough." She insisted. "Now, you're gonna get another hour of sleep, get togged to the bricks and show the man just what you can do."
"Togged to the bricks? That's a new one." Blake smirked. As much as she didn't want Yang to feel embarrassed, she still liked to poke fun. Especially when her old slang entered her voice. As she expected, Yang sighed and buried her face into the pillow beside them. Once again, Blake giggled.
"Dressed up." Came a muffled explanation.
Blake made a mental note of that phrase, in case it came up again. She leaned in and pressed a kiss to Yang's buried face.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
Yang poked her head up a bit, revealing one lilac eye. Then more of her face appeared, including a warm smile.
"I'll come back around noon? We'll grab lunch?"
"It's a date." Blake confirmed. She tried to press another kiss to her cheek, but Yang caught them with her own lips. She deepened the kiss, pressing her body closer to hers, hands roaming along her form. When they parted for a breath, she saw hunger in the angel's eyes.
And she realized she probably wasn't going to get much more sleep after all.
XxXxX
"Wow." The man said, rubbing his chin and watching Blake.
"'Wow' as in good? Or 'wow' as in 'I can't believe you would send me this garbage'?"
Blake sat in Ozpin's office. She sent him the draft first thing that morning. She expected him to read it later in the day, if he even read it that day at all. But a couple hours into her shift, the man called her in.
"'Wow' as in... I truly underestimated you." He said, a smile curling on his face. "It's good, Miss Belladonna."
The woman released a small laugh and breath, her posture relaxed. He liked it, he actually liked it. The man who worked with hundreds of authors thought her writing was good!
"Th-thank you." Was all she could muster. But what did this mean for her? Would she go back to editing or would she get an opportunity to actually write for them? Her own books?
"There are some things that could be tweaked, but that's why we have editors." He mentioned.
Dammit, she should have given it another read through. She just blew her opportunity.
Breathe. She told herself. Ask what happens now.
"Now, I suppose you are wondering what this means for you."
The raven-haired girl was stunned. The man completely read her mind. She just nodded dumbly, her tongue still refusing to unravel.
"How does a trial period sound to you?" The man offered. "Keep writing some short stories like this and we'll pick one that could be... Extrapolated upon. You'll still be editing in the meantime but I'll lighten your load to give you more time to write."
Blake just stared at the man. He was giving her a chance. A chance to start her dream. It was right in front of her, but she couldn't seem to say a word. She was too stunned.
"Miss Belladonna?" The man asked.
"Y-yes?" She found herself saying, finally able to speak. "Yes."
"Yes? This arrangement is agreeable?"
"It is, I... Would love this opportunity." She said, finally snapping back into her normal state. "Thank you so much, si- Um, Ozpin."
"Don't thank me." He chuckled. "You did all the work, I just read it. It was a truly fascinating story."
"Thank you."
"Where did you get the idea?" Asked Ozpin. "It was a very unique twist on classic angels, very interesting rules."
Blake's smile turned to a rye one. The kind of smile one had when they knew something that no one else did. Which... Was the case.
"Some recent events inspired me."
The man scrutinized Blake, as if he was trying to pick apart her mind and figure out what she truly meant by that. After leaning in a little further (Blake leaning back in fear of being caught) he pulled back and smiled.
"I'm happy you could find your muse then." He concluded. There was a glint in his eyes. A spark that seemed like he knew more than he was letting on.
"Excuse me?" A secretary said, Knocking on the open door. "I'm sorry to interrupt."
Blake turned to speak to the woman, but Ozpin got a word in before she could.
"It's perfectly alright, we were just finishing up." He answered. "What is it?"
"Someone is here for you, Miss Belladonna. A Miss Xiao Long?"
Oh! Blake looked at the clock and saw that she was, in fact, late for lunch.
"Ah yes, it's about time for your break, isn't it." Ozpin commented. "Wouldn't want to keep her waiting, would we now."
Blake smiled and rose from her seat.
"Thank you so much, Ozpin. You won't regret your decision." She said with a large smile before leaving the room. She made her way over to her cubicle at a normal pace, but the second she saw a mane of blonde hair, it turned into a full on sprint.
Yang turned her head just in time to see Blake heading straight for her at breakneck speeds, tackling the girl to the ground with a large hug. Blake didn't even care what her co-workers thought, she was too damn happy.
"Ow! Ribs, ribs!" Yang moaned, Blake got off of her and helped her to her feet.
"Sorry! I'm just... I'm so..." Blake blubbered, water welling up in her eyes.
"Baby, you're crying!" She said, wiping a stray tear away from the corner of her left eye.
"I'm happy. I'm so happy, Yang." She said, tears running even harder.
"Happy tears! Alright!" Cheered the blonde. "Happy tears are good! I take it the meeting went well?"
"He's giving me a chance, Yang! A trial period... He's... Oh my god I can't believe this is happening." The raven-haired girl rambled. "I feel like I'm shaking, I'm vibrating with excitement. Am I actually shaking?"
"Like a leaf." Her girlfriend chuckled. She then pulled the young author in for a tight hug. "I'm so proud of you. This is amazing!"
"I know!" Blake agreed, holding on tightly. She knew it wouldn't be the last time Yang would hold her like this (thank goodness) but she wanted to savor this moment. Savor the sensation. The feeling of having the love of her life, her literal angel holding onto her, knowing that they both had a bright future just beyond the horizon.
A bright future together.
"Come on! We need to celebrate!" Yang said, tears filling her eyes as well. "Let's go to the fanciest place we can find!"
"Yang, I only have an hour lunch." Blake informed her with a giggle.
"The fanciest place we can find that will take under an hour!" She adjusted.
"Oooor," Started the raven-haired girl. "How about the coffee shop, where we had our first date?"
"It wasn't really a date at the time." The blonde corrected.
"I wanted it to be."
"Really? Th-that soon?"
"Yes."
"Wowzer," Yang exclaimed, a blush dusting her face. "I... I think that would be a wonderful place to go."
Blake smiled, took Yang's hand and led her to the exit. Before they could reach the door, the young author tripped over her own two feet and almost toppled over. Luckily, Yang grabbed hold of her arm tight and steadied her.
"Woah, there." She exclaimed. "Look, I know you fell for me buuut..."
A small, light smack was given from the raven-haired girl, but she smiled all the same.
"Oh ha ha, aren't we clever." She said in a deadpan expression.
"Must have picked it up through osmosis."
Giggling, Blake took Yang's hand again to lead her away. But before they could leave, Blake leaned in and pressed a kiss to Yang's lips, making sure to pour everything she felt into that kiss.
"At least I know that... Should I fall," Blake whispered softly. "You would catch me."
"Forever and always." The angel whispered back, leaning in to kiss her again.
The road ahead was unclear, nothing was set in stone, especially since fate had been changed. Yang would struggle transitioning back to mortal life and Blake would have to work extra hard to get where she wanted to be.
But they would always be there for each other. They would support and love each other.
Yes it would be hard, but they weren't alone.
Someone was always there to catch the other.
Should they fall.