"Oh come on Weiss how long are you gonna stay mad?" Yang asked as team RWBY was walking back to the dorm. Weiss being in front stomping her way forward with Ruby in toe. Blake had her book open like usual walking a bit behind. And despite wanting to talk to the fiery heiress Yang kept in pace with Blake. While they were walking though Yang could "accidentally" walk a bit too close and make their hands brush against one another. Blake quickly picked up on this and on one of these brushes she caught Yang's pinkie finger with her own. There was a slight pause then Yang continued to try and talk to Weiss. But with a slight smile on her despite the grim aura coming from the one she tried to talk to. "Look I'm sorry." Weiss grumbled.

"No you're not." Yang sighed and scratched the back of her head.

"Come on what do I have to do to at least get you to stop stomping away like an angry Ursa? As long as you don't ask for the impossible like stop making puns." Weiss knew that even if she wanted to say that it was indeed impossible for Yang not to make them when she saw the chance.

"You can start by not coming into the dorm for a while so I don't have to listen to your rambling!" She seethed as she opened the door. Yang halted and opened her mouth but then closed it. Honestly, making Weiss mad was fun sometimes. But even she could admit when she'd gone too far. So with a sigh she pointed to her bed.

"Can I at least get my gym clothes? I forgot to put them in my locker and if I'm not allowed in here I might as well go throw a few punches." Weiss nodded, her head turned away while Yang grabbed her gym clothes off the foot of the bed. Since Weiss was turned away and Ruby was trying to calm her she could sneak in, on her way to the door, a quick peck to Blake's temple. She was a bit taller so it wasn't hard. She got a small blush out of it making her smile despite her circumstances. The blond then went out again and closed the door behind her. Blake glanced at the door then at Weiss who let out a breath.

"Aren't you overreacting a bit?" She asked and without even looking she knew Weiss was casting her a signature ice queen glare. Ruby jumped up in her bed and covered herself with her blankets, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire. "I'm just saying we all know how Yang is."

"I am not going to sit idly while someone ridicule my name!" Weiss snapped and Blake sighed.

"Ever thought about that maybe she wasn't trying to make fun of you as much as she was trying to make you laugh?" The heiress looked at her like she'd just said something in a foreign language. Sighing again Blake made her way to the door. "Yang can take her puns too far I agree. But ever thought that she might just be trying to make you loosen up and have a good time? She might not be doing it the right way, but even now.. To me. You're way more relaxed than you were before. Did you ever have someone to have a friendly argument with or shown your emotions like this to someone before coming here?" Weiss was stunned, frozen to the spot as Blake hit right on the mark. The faunus said nothing more and walked out, intent on finding Yang.

"Ah jeez.. I was just trying to get her to loosen up. She's been so tense since a test is coming up after all." Yang mumbled to herself as she changed to her gym clothes, intent on punching a few rounds into a sandbag. She closed her locker and walked into the gym. Not many people were there, maybe five people spread around the big space doing stretches or lifting some weights. She walked straight to the sandbags and got one up. Sighing she took her stance and started punching the bag. Light punches first as a warm up, sending a few light kicks as well.

At least one thing seems to have gone well today. She thought, her mind immediately switching to Blake. A smile graced her lips as she paused her punches for a few seconds. She was so cute! I've never heard her purr before. Most adorable thing I've heard and seen in my life. She chuckled a little to herself as she remembered the blush Blake had on her face when she realized Ruby was watching.

People may call her gloomy and withdrawn but that's not how I see her. I might not fully understand or know what exactly Blake's been through yet but.. I know she doesn't really want to be alone all the time. She thought back on the nights events, remembering the fear in her eyes. I'm gonna make sure that she never feels alone again. And make sure that beautiful smile of hers stays on her face. Nodding to herself she punched the bag again, harder this time.

"Wow, nice punch. Need someone to hold the bag?" She halted her movements, panting slightly as she turned her head to the sudden voice. A boy, not that much taller than her stood beside the bag. When did he get there?

"You're sure you can handle it?" She asked with a grin and he laughed.

"I'll try not to get blown away by you. Though you must hear that line pretty often." She rolled her eyes, he was a flirt, great. He grinned at her, leaning against the bag and holding it like he was suggesting something. Yang just sighed and reared her fist back before punching the bag as hard as she could. The force went straight through the bag and into him, making him cough and fall over. The blond snickered and walked up to him, reaching out a hand.

"Thought you said you could handle it." He smiled, trying to hide his embarrassment as he accepted the help up.

"Well I will admit I'm more used to hitting on someone than being hit on." He winked and Yang raised a brow with a smirk.

"Nice pun."

"It's true though ain't it?" Yang had experienced this many times before and she quite like flirting back and forth however she also felt she should cut this off.

"Sadly for you not really. Already taken." He chuckled.

"Since when is Yang Xiao Long taken?" She was about to answer when she saw him go rigid, staring behind her. That's when she felt a dark aura behind her, though it wasn't directed to her. Regardless she knew exactly who it belonged to. She turned around to Blake, wearing her own gym clothes together with the black straps around her forearms. Yang really thought Blake could pull off any outfit and make it look beautiful. A very cheesy thought that she had only ever heard in dramas but she never thought would cross her own mind.

"Yang the punching bags aren't very good training partners. Come on." The hand holding his was taken from him and Yang was pulled towards one of the sparring mats.

"Ouch, calling him a punching bag a bit harsh don't you think?" Blake said nothing and just kept pulling her with her. "Blake you alright?"

"I'm fine. Now come on." They stood on either side of the mat, taking their stances. Yang thought there was something off about the way Blake's eyes shifted from her to where they came from. Is it even remotely possible.. That Blake's jealous? Even though nothing happened? The blond frowned slightly at the idea. Maybe she should have stopped talking to him the minute she knew he was flirting. It was mainly out of habit she playfully answered. Not that it meant anything.

"Blake-"

"Come on let's start." Blake did something out of character. She came at Yang first, and Yang had to throw up her arms to block the kick that was sent her way. Blake quickly crouched, swiping a leg under her but Yang jumped and with equal speed sent a straight kick for Blake's side. She was quick to unravel part of the ribbon on her arm and used it to block the blow plus wrap part of it around the blonds leg. Yang knew exactly what her partner was thinking she jumped back, unravelling more of the ribbon until Blake stopped it. Upon landing she quickly grabbed part of the strap. And with a pull she had a momentarily stunned Blake coming towards her. But instead of giving her a punch or stepping aside Yang caught her, making them both tumble to the ground.

They had a small wrestling match that ended with Yang rolling them over til she was on top. She pinned Blake's wrists to the floor, both their arms covered with the black ribbon from their wrestle. They were both panting looking at each other in silence for a bit. The amber eyes held a certain dark light to them. One which Yang knew too well because she always saw the same in her own when Blake was with Sun before.

"Blake, I'm sorry." She finally breathed, letting go of her wrists. Blake took on a mildly confused expression. "You might not be aware of it, but I know that look. Deny it all you want but I will tell you that you have nothing to worry or get jealous about. Though it is flattering and there's probably gonna be more of it from us both down the road. Especially me. But I'm all yours. And just so you know, if you hadn't shown up, I'd have scared him away myself." She grinned at her as her cheeks became slightly red.

She was so cute, lying there with a red face and heaving chest.. And slightly sweaty. Yang had to shake her head to get rid of any inappropriate thoughts. Taking a quick look around the room, seeing no one looking, she leaned down and kissed Blake's nose. Which only made her blush more. "I'm sorry but you are being adorable kitten." Blake finally grabbed Yang by the shoulders, pushing her off and standing up. Afraid she might have gone too far Yang stayed on the floor and didn't follow Blake as she walked away. "Ugh, Yang Xiao Long you are an idiot." But before even being able to pout, a towel was thrown in her face.

"I agree.. But you wouldn't be you if you weren't so I'll forgive you." Yang took off the towel from her face and looked up, seeing a hand being reached to her. Grinning, Yang took the help and got on her feet.

"Ooh I wanna kiss you." Blake stared at her, Yang cleared her throat and looked away. "But if I can't that's okay. I'll just go wash my face off a little. If you wanna go another round just.. Hold on." She walked towards the joined rest rooms without awaiting an answer. Splashing some cold water on her face she looked down into the sink, thinking of the position they were in. Having a panting Blake underneath you really tested you will power. And that blush. She splashed her face with more cold water. "Get a hold of yourself." She mumbled as she dried her face off.

"Problems with the partner?" She knew that voice.

"Thought she scared you away." She turned her head, the same boy from before standing there. This was a restroom for everyone after all. Not sure why they decided to separate the toilets throughout school except in the gym but it didn't much matter. What mattered was getting rid of him.

"Nah, she just surprised me that's all. Though she was quite rude." He smirked. "Taking you away before we were finished talking." There was something called too desperate. And Yang believed that sentence fit this guy perfectly.

"We were done talking. And I quite believe she hit on the mark. The punching bags were a bit boring to spar with." He frowned, walking closer to her.

"That makes it sound like I was the only one flirting. Which I wasn't." She gave him a hard stare.

"I flirted for a bit of fun, if you didn't pick up on that you're one dense guy." He started to look agitated and Yang prepared to give him a shove if he tried anything. Though that wasn't necessary, because a book which seemed to be super charged flew straight to his head and made him fly to the other end of the restroom.

"Did you just throw a book at me!?" He shouted, Yang still standing there with a very confused expression.

"You're right that was wrong of me. I almost destroyed the book." Yang turned to see Blake walk past her, picking up the book and dusting it off.

"You little bitch I'm gonna-" But the blond was out of her stupor and now took a stance in front of Blake.

"You're gonna leave quietly like the good boy you are. You felt my punch through the sandbag." Her violet eyes grew slightly darker as she put her fist in her hand. "Threaten my partner and I'll give you a direct taste." She cracked her knuckles for effect and it worked. He flinched and with an angry frown he got up and walked out. "Thanks Blake, if you hadn't done that I would probably have punched him through a stall. Your book okay from hitting his thick skull?" She turned around to give Blake a smile but was surprised when her lips got preoccupied with Blake's.

She stumbled back until she hit the sink, Blake following her. The faunus put her hands on the sink, so they were on either side of the blond's hips, trapping her from moving. Yang stared into the amber eyes, seeing the almost predatory look in them. Blake kept their lips locked, moving one of her hands to the back of the blond's neck. Yang's hands grabbed her partner's hips, closing her eyes and kissed back. However she made sure the kiss was kept tame, knowing Blake wasn't quite in her right mind. Though when she felt Blake lick her bottom lip she broke off.

"Blake." She mumbled but she kissed her again. Yang smiled then cupped Blake's cheeks, slowly making her break off. "Blake." She said a bit louder, making the amber eyes look into her own. "Calm down, you're starting to resemble a panther more than a kitten." Blake blinked, her eyes focusing again. Those same eyes widened and she took a few steps back.

"Y-Yang I.. I'm sorry I-" But the blond shook her head and hushed her, grabbing her hands gently and bringing them up to her shoulders. She then grabbed Blake's hips again, leaning their foreheads together and giving off that warmth that always seemed to calm the skittish kitty.

"Nothing to apologize for. I'm not complaining. I just needed you to calm down, realize what you're doing so you won't end up regretting it later." Blake took a deep breath, hands moving from Yang's shoulders to her cheeks.

"I'm still sorry.. Not sure what came over me."

"Simple, called jealousy. I've felt it plenty of times when you've been with Sun. Just then I tried not to act on it, though now I will." Blake bit her lip, not sure if she wanted to deny it or agree. "Though Blake?"

"Hm?" Yang smiled softly and leaned in, giving her a quick peck.

"Just want you to know I'm all yours. And whenever you actually do want to kiss like that I'm not gonna stop ya next time." The faunus turned almost as red as a tomato. But instead of shoving Yang off she just hid her face in the crook of her neck.

"Okay." Came a muffled reply. Yang grinned and nuzzled her nose into the black hair, enjoying the smell of Jasmine tea coming from her. She pulled one of her hands through the black strands, careful not to get caught on them with her gloves. She did this a few times until she heard a very low sound coming from Blake. Grinning like an idiot Yang held Blake just a tiny bit tighter, feeling a tingling feeling throughout her body. Was there really anything cuter than Blake purring while being petted? "Yang." Her name came out muffled and very drawn out.

"Yup?" She said, popping the "p"

"We need to go back out at one point.." Though while she said this Blake rubbed her face against Yang's neck, not indicating she wanted to let go at all.

"Yup." Another pop. "Though I'm not sure Weiss has calmed down yet. So how about we spar one more time? Or would you rather read while I throw some more punches?" The scenario that happened just moments ago with the boy came to Blake's mind and she shook her head.

"We can spar again. You still need to practice on your defense." Yang chuckled as Blake stepped away from her, a bit reluctantly.

"Ouch, don't pull any punches do you? You're not wrong though I do need to get hit to activate my semblance." Blake sent her a blank stare.

"That doesn't mean you're invincible Yang." The blond raised her hands in defeat, still with a smile on her face.

"Alright. I shall do my utmost to defend myself against the kitty's claws." Blake gave Yang a playful hit to the shoulder.

"Watch it Xiao Long. Otherwise I might really become the panther." She said with a smirk as she turned around to walk out. Yang stared after her, a light blush appearing on her cheeks. Shaking her head an awed smile came to her face.

"Not bad Belladonna." If you don't watch it I might become the dragon. She cleared her throat and slapped herself lightly on the cheeks then followed her partner out. They got on the sparring mat again, taking their stances. This time Blake seemed more focused, watching Yang's movement in wait for her to strike. Smiling at seeing Blake being herself again Yang didn't plan on keeping her waiting long.

She was in front of the faunus in two quick strides, throwing a experimental punch near Blake's face. She of course dodged it by crouching down but unlike their last fight she instead elbowed Yang's stomach. Her aura took the brunt of the hit but she still staggered a little. However she quickly recovered, grabbing Blake's fist as it was about to connect with her face. They were in a bit of a standoff, looking at each other with small smiles on their faces.

"Told you your defense needed work." Blake teased and Yang only grinned, pushing her fist away and wrapping her arm around Blake's and grabbing hold of her elbow, holding her in place. In doing this their faces got right next up to each other, making Blake blush a tiny bit while looking into the fiery violet eyes.

"Oh I'm just getting started kitten." She used her free hand to punch for Blake's stomach but the faunus took a hold of her fist much like Yang had hers. Of course since Yang was a little more experienced with hand to hand combat it was a bit harder for her to stop the fist wanting to connect. Though her action only seemed to make Yang grin wider and in the next second Blake felt herself being pulled forward and down, feet connecting with her stomach as she went flying. But she managed to somehow land on her hands, still gliding over the mat until she came to a stop on all fours. She looked up, seeing Yang jumping up on her feet with a chuckle. "I guess it's true what they say. Cats do always land on their feet." Blake rolled her eyes and blocked an incoming foot.

"Haven't your puns caused enough trouble for one day?" They both stopped and looked towards the entrance at the voice. Weiss was coming towards them, Ruby in toe. Yang took on a mildly nervous expression at the sight of the heiress's frown.

"Still angry?" Weiss stared at her for a long while, almost to the point where they were wondering if she just froze like that, no pun intended this time. But finally she sighed and looked away. Her frown melted away to form something acin to a pout but her eyebrows were furrowed. She opened her mouth, closed it, then opened again but no words came out. It was strange to see Weiss struggle with finding words to say.

"Come on Weiss. We practiced this in the dorm." Ruby whispered but all she got in response was a warning glare. "Ops.. Sorry.. Right, was not suppose to mention that." Weiss sighed and glanced at the blond who was very confused at that point.

"Yang." She finally said, making said girl almost stand in attention. "I'm.. Sorry.. For acting so.. Ugh.. Difficult.." She said slowly, obviously having a hard time getting the words out. Reminding Ruby of that time she saved her from the Deathstalker. "I might have.. Overreacted.. A bit.. Still don't mean I appreciate you making fun of my name." Ruby elbowed her and she flinched and sighed again. "But I also realize.. You might have just been trying to.. Lighten my mood.. Since I've.. according to all of you.. Been tense. For a while.." She refused to look at Yang when she was done. The blond tilted her head, looking Weiss over before giving a warm smile. She then walked straight up to her and placed an arm around her shoulders.

"No worries ice queen. I'll apologize too. I did go a little too far at the end there." Weiss turned to face her, looking at the position of her arm then back at her. "What?"

"What are you doing?" Yang tilted her head.

"What do you mean? Never experienced a shoulder hug before?" Weiss shook her head. "Wow, you sure you had friends before coming to Beacon?" Before Weiss could answer, Ruby was by Yang's other side.

"It's simple Weiss. Just do this." Ruby pulled Yang's other arm over her shoulders then hugged her sister around the waist with both arms, cuddling into her. Yang just smiled and nuzzled her sister's hair. Weiss watched and shook her head.

"I'm pretty sure only you two do it like that." Ruby sighed and looked over at Blake.

"Blake switch! Show her how friends do it." Blake raised an eyebrow. But seeing Yang's grin and the come here movement she did with her hand she merely shrugged and walked over, getting pulled in by the shoulders. She placed her hand on Yang's hip, despite wanting to do something similar to what Ruby did. Ruby motioned her hands to Blake then pointed to Weiss. The heiress looked it over and found no real way out of this since they even got Blake in on it so she mimicked Blake, looking away while doing so.

"Nice Rubes. You should teach a class called if you're a tsundere come here, I'll teach you how to mingle." Yang said with a grin. Weiss scoffed at the remark, letting go of her and getting out of her grip.

"Yes well I think that's enough mingling for today." The blond just chuckled, still holding onto Blake. Her partner didn't complain and looked neutral to the whole situation.

"Hey while we're all here.. Wanna do a team tag battle? Bumbleby versus WhiteRose." Ruby squealed excitedly.

"Oh yes! I'm in! But wait isn't the canon name ice flower?"

"In my opinion it was just the creators teasing the fans. I mean they, or well you, did say the other ship names. And honestly if everyone went with what's canon why would some people go with monochrome instead of checkmate?"

"True.."

"But that's enough of that. Weiss you in?" The heiress smiled for the first time that day and nodded.

"Sure, should be fun." The two went to change and Yang grinned.

"And I'm gonna take this chance to.." She turned her face to Blake then placed a chaste kiss to her temple. This made Blake flush and she ducked her head while covering her face with her hand. "Sorry kitten, couldn't resist."

"O-Of course you couldn't.."

Me: Never really written a fighting scene before. So excuse me if they come off as repetitive or bad. Plan to practice now that I'm writing this.

Yang: Aw looks like Wess is feline all better. You could even say she's feline.. Pawsome. Right Blakey?

Blake: ...You've cat to be kitten me...

Yang: ..Did you just..

Me: And hello my friends. After that painfully obvious attempt at getting some horrible puns into this AN I'm gonna stop myself right there.. I am back with another chapter. Not that late I hope.

Yang: Well you usually write that they throw things at you by now when you are super late so you at least must not think you're late.

Blake: Why did I say that..

Yang: What those puns were purrfect.

Me: Okay just stop.. Well I'm posting this a lot sooner than I have in any other fic right now. Though right before I started this AN there was the instances of this being thrown at me..

Blake: Is that a.. Leek?

Yang: Wow it's really stuck in there.. Doesn't it hurt?

Me: *sighs and shrugs* Nah I've been stabbed deeper.. And that from a closer distance.. Only cubs who have read my other fanfics will understand why I've just been pierced by a leek and by whom.. I know she always says she's the only one to break the fourth wall but I didn't think that applied across all stories..

Blake: Sounds like a pretty violent person..

Me: Well she's sweet most of the time.. Towards her significant other not towards me. Anyway away from other otps.

Blake: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review with your opinion and possible request for what you might want to see happen in future chapters. Like before Wolf got no clue where this story is really going so feel free to say what you want.

Me: ANd thanks to all of you who reviewed on the last chapter. Should have known most of you wanted smut, stupid question to ask. So I will, or may, change it to M later. It'll stay T for now but as fast as I think smut will fit in it will change to M. It all depends on how the story will progress. I can never really predict it. It just comes to me. ANd of course I'll warn in the beginning of the chapter if there's gonna be smut in it.

Yang: Must first progress to the plot! Aka to the point I'm allowed to touch that Bellabooty!

Blake: *blushes* Yang!

Me: Okay just round this off before you say something I'll regret..

Yang: Roger! See you all next chapter! *Hugs Blake* Did I ever tell you how purretty you are.

Blake/Me: Okay enough Yang!