Disclaimer: Yes, RWBY is still not mine. And probably never will.

At the same time on another part of the beach, a fair distance away from Ruby and Weiss, were Yang and Blake.

They were already sitting by the shore, footwear off. Blake brought a book with her and sat between Yang's legs, her arms draped over her shoulders. While enjoying being in the embrace of her very warm partner along with the sea's gentle, cool breeze, she would occasionally glance up to look at the setting sun to take very short breaks from reading her book. Yang, for her part, was simply content quietly cuddling with her beloved.

Safe to say that they were at their comfiest at the time.

Yang would sometimes place her chin between Blake's kitty ears and would sigh contentedly. In response, Blake would give out a low, quiet purr. After looking at the beautifully setting sun for the nth time, Blake spoke.

"Sun wasn't lying."

"Hmm?"

"The beaches here ARE quite beautiful. Clean too with no one else around, I love it."

"Yup, I'm guessing the lack of people is Ice Queen's work. Also, remind me to buy Sun a souvenir or two before we head back."

"Good idea. I suppose we could all buy souvenirs for everyone back at Beacon on the last day."

"Sure."

After the short conversation, Blake closed her book and settled on watching the sun dip further into the sea. She leaned her head on Yang's right arm and took in the beautiful hues of the horizon that is not unlike her own amber eyes.

"It's oddly entrancing..."

"Which one?"

"The sunset."

"You're right. They remind me of your eyes." Yang hugged her closer and whispered, "You wanna know who else is oddly entrancing?"

A chuckle escaped Blake and a faint blush colored her cheeks. "Yang, that's as cliche as it can get."

Yang laughed softly, "But you don't mind, do you?"

Yang knew that she wouldn't. After all, it's those cheesy cliches that she loves reading so much. And given the setting, she felt that it was only right.

"No. No I don't."

"So! You wanna know?" Yang faced Blake, eyebrows wiggling.

Blake rolled her eyes in amusement, deciding to indulge Yang in indulging her, "Who?"

Yang lowered her head to give Blake a small peck on her left cheek, and with that ever so loving voice she said...

"Me."

AN: Still experimenting.

Would love to hear your thoughts on this one, thanks.

Question: Am I being a little too vague on my ANs?