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Chapter 13: A Date?

Qrow and Summer came to pick up the black and the red after the festival was over. It was pretty late in the night; the four girls could barely keep their eyes open.

Weiss' house was further from the Vale River so Yang had offered to accompany her to wait for George. She didn't want the heiress to be alone, anyway. It wasn't like she enjoyed being alone with her crush, or that she wanted to desperately ogle her more because it wasn't everyday you see the heiress wearing a yukata.

Nope, definitely not.

The blonde had to walk back to Dragon Tears Forest on her feet but she didn't tell Weiss that – she knew that kind hearted heiress would offer to give her a ride. She welcomed the idea very much as she was really sleepy, but she didn't want Weiss to arrive home late because of her. She wanted her to get more rest.

After that grey colored sedan disappeared from their sight, the atmosphere had become really awkward.

Weiss wasn't a talkative girl and Yang was too nervous to bring up a topic, so both just stood near the Beowolf Bridge silently waiting for George.

"Hey…" A moment later, the blonde finally had gathered enough courage to speak.

Weiss turned to her.

"I was wondering…y'know, since it's Sunday tomorrow…do you wanna…y'know, go hang out somewhere?" Yang kept touching the back of her neck with her hand – it was an action that she always did whenever she was nervous about something.

"Why didn't you bring this up earlier? It's hard to contact them now." The heiress said.

"Blake's usually busy on Sunday. Y'know, helping her parents…or things like that. And Rubes' gonna be with her parents…Sunday's their family day. So that left…the both of us." Yang tried her best to form a proper sentence in her brain, "So…since we uh…won't have much to do in Secret Base, I was just wondering if you wanna hang out somewhere else. We've never really gone to a mall together before…right?"

Weiss mouthed an 'ah' – she had never really known about Ruby or Blake's schedule on a Sunday. All she knew was that they both won't be at Secret Base on that day and she didn't question much, because she wanted to respect their privacy.

Now she knew why.

"Calm down you dolt. Why are you so nervous? I won't eat you if you're just going to ask me to hang out in a mall." The heiress huffed.

"Sorry…"

"Am I really that scary?"

That's not it Weiss. You'll never understand!

"Nope. Totally not scary, princess."

Weiss scowled.

"So…is that a yes or…?"

The heiress hesitated for a while and nodded after that.

"Time and place?"

"Uh…actually the stuff in a mall is pretty expensive…now that I think about it…" Yang put her fingers on her chin, "Let's just go to the central shopping district and…y'know, walk around, window shop."

"Sure. Is nine in the morning fine?"

"Yep. Where do we meet?" Yang asked; she seriously wished she could be accepted into Signal now – she really wanted a scroll. It was so inconvenient without one. If they didn't discuss about the meeting location in detail, then they would've to search the entire shopping district and hope to eventually bump into each other.

It was nice for Weiss to get a scroll that early.

Praise the Schnees.

"There's a Dust shop near the entrance of the central shopping district. If I'm not mistaken, it's called 'From Dust Till Dawn'. Let's meet there. And don't be late."

"I will do my best, milady." Yang faked a knight salute.

"You oaf."

Honk!

"George's here. Go, Weiss."

"No, you're coming with me."

"What? No, I'll catch a bus."

The heiress narrowed her eyes.

"Don't try to fool me, little dragon. The bus service stopped an hour ago and will only start in another four hours."

"I can catch a cab. Don't worry about me, just go back and rest."

"No offense, but I don't think you have excess lien to catch a cab. Seriously the cab service is too overpriced these days, it's not worth it. Just come, Yang. Stop being so stubborn."

"…Okay then."

Both of them got on the limo as Weiss asked George to send Yang back home. The blonde silently blamed herself for not having enough lien to go back on her own and instead needed to trouble her friend to give her a ride.

"Stop blaming yourself you yellow oaf." Weiss who was sitting beside her said suddenly.

And that sent a chill down the blonde's spine.

"Please, your tendency to blame yourself has never changed ever since the first time we met. You still do that now. And it's easy to see through you." The heiress gazed into lilac pools.

Yang gulped.

"Yang, if you have any trouble and need help, you can just ask. We're your friend, we won't judge you." Weiss said, concerned.

The only thing that is troubling me is you Weiss! How can I possibly tell you that?!

Seeing the blonde didn't try to say anything, Weiss continued.

"Is it about your mother? Or…Topaz?"

Silence.

"Yang, you really should stop bottling everything up inside you. I know you want to be strong and protect the rest of us, but we want to protect you too. So if-"

"Weiss."

The heiress scowled a little because of Yang's sudden interruption, but the glare had softened when she saw the expression on the blonde's face.

"Yes?"

"I…" She paused a while, "I was just thinking about us."

Yang remembered Blake saying that to her last year…during the day that Topaz died. She didn't understand why the Faunus brought up that topic back then, but now…she could.

If the thin line between friendship and love was being crossed, then it would only bring two outcomes – from friends to strangers, or friends to lovers.

There was no in between.

And Yang absolutely didn't want to lose the heiress – over the year she had fallen in love with her more and more, almost until the point that she dreamed about her every night. She wanted to hold her hand and kissed her; whispered good morning and good night to her every day in her ears; hold her in her arms when she was sad and kissed her on the lips when she was happy.

Thus, the mighty Yang Xiao Long backed off every single time she had the chance to confess. She didn't know if Weiss would like her back; if she didn't, then the outcome would very likely to be the first one.

She also somehow noticed that Blake had an eye on the heiress too, and between the Faunus and Yang, Weiss would most likely go for the former. They were close and shared a lot of similarities anyway, while Yang and Weiss were…polar opposite.

If Weiss was happy with Blake, then Yang would gladly back off even if she would be really hurt – as long as the girl she loved was happy, then whatever happened to her didn't matter.

That was the initial thought, however, because Yang heard a voice in her heart that kept asking her to take Weiss away from Blake with force, that she should fight for her own sake for the love of her life – and she despised herself for having thoughts like that.

Love was something that came naturally; it couldn't be forced.

The closer she was to the heiress, the more painful she felt.

"Us? You mean Team RWBY?" Weiss asked.

"Yeah."

"What about it?"

"We...had made many promises about staying as friends forever. But…will we really be…always together?" Her voice was fragile, "You know, we will eventually grow up. We will be separated. Things will happen and…I'm afraid to lose the most precious people in my life."

To lose the most precious princess that I loved so dearly.

"As long as we want to be together, we'll always be, even if we're in different places." Weiss answered. "You see, Winter and I…although we don't see each other often, but we do love each other very much. I guess it's pretty much like that with our situation. Distance doesn't separate friendship, Yang. Only the will to not stay as friends does."

"That's really out of character for you…" Yang smiled faintly.

"Hmph." The heiress crossed her arms and looked away.

"But, thanks a lot princess. That really made me feels better."

"You're not welcome." She said, still not looking at Yang.

They didn't say anything after that. The distance between Vale River and Dragon Tears Forest was pretty far, plus it was nighttime so George drove a little slower than usual to ensure nothing bad would happen.

Yang was thinking about the date tomorrow while looking out of the window.

It's a date, right?

She was debating whether the date tomorrow was really a date or not when she felt a weight on her shoulder.

Weiss had fallen asleep and was comfortably leaning her head on Yang's shoulder.

The blonde blushed slightly, trying her best to not move to avoid waking up the heiress.

If only…time will stop like this forever…

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The alarm rang exactly at seven in the morning.

Yang got up quickly and shut it off, then dashed to the bathroom to get ready. It was her first time hanging out with the heiress alone, so she didn't want to look bad nor arrive late.

After spending around an hour on her appearance (half an hour was on her hair), she picked the best shirt she had in that old wardrobe near the door.

She debated whether to wear dresses or not, but had ultimately decided against it. Instead, she took an orange colored T-shirt with design that could bring out her figure perfectly (emphasize on the chest that had grown rapidly when she turned thirteen) and a pair of ripped jeans. She turned her gauntlet into its bracelet form and wore it on her wrists – they matched her outfit pretty nicely.

The clock showed eight at the moment, so she grabbed her wallet and stuffed it into her pocket then walked towards the entrance.

There was only one bus that would take her to the central shopping district at precisely eight-fifteen. If she missed that one, she would have to wait for another hour.

Or she could run there.

It was sharp nine when she had reached 'From Dust Till Dawn'. A certain heiress was already standing there, holding a white-colored purse with both hands. She wore an elegant white dress with yellow colored frills and the Schnee logo printed at the back.

Wow.

The last time Weiss wore casual clothes was the day before she started her combat training. Ever since then, wherever she went, she would be in her combat outfit – although it was still a dress, it looked stern and professional, unlike the one she was wearing now.

Put a pair of white wings on her back, and she would totally live up to the nickname that Yang secretly called her in her mind – the snow angel.

"You're late." The heiress scowled when she saw Yang.

"What? I arrived at nine, so it's not." The blonde walked towards her while waving with one hand, the other inside her pocket.

"You're the one that asked me out, so if you arrive later than me, then you're late." Weiss huffed.

"Princess logic." Yang grinned.

"Stop calling me that!"

"A-anyway." The blonde scratched the back of her neck, "Let's go?"

"Sure."

They strolled down the crowded shopping district with Yang leading the way. Almost every shop was open and many couples had chosen the weekend to come out for a date. Therefore, most of the people around them were holding hands.

Yang felt a little jealous.

She wanted to grab the heiress' hand too.

"Yang." Weiss called her.

"Yeah?"

"I want to take a look at that." The heiress pointed towards an arcade center.

"Wow, Weiss Schnee playing in an arcade center!" Yang exclaimed.

"S-shut up you dunce!" Weiss' face turned red. "I…I've never been to places like this before so I want to…"

"You've never been to a shopping district before?" Yang tilted her head, but she didn't make fun of the heiress.

"Y…yes. I was home schooled all my life, what can you expect? The furthest place I've ever gone to aside from the front yard of my house…was Secret Base."

"And the Colosseum. Y'know, watch Ruby fight?"

"That too."

"Anyway, let's go. Time to show you the world!" Yang grinned, walking towards the arcade.

Weiss half stomped there following her. The blonde had held the door open to allow her in, and once she stepped inside, she was greeted by blasting music.

"What is this? Is this a club or something?!" She covered her ears.

"Nah, somebody must be playing a DDR machine." Yang gave her a gentle push at the back so that they wouldn't block the entrance, "They tend to up the volume of the music on a DDR machine really high."

"What is a 'DDR machine'?" Weiss had to talk really close to the blonde's ears because of the loud music.

Yang just smirked and moved towards a certain direction, motioning her hand to signal the heiress to follow her.

They arrived at a huge machine shortly. A man was moving his feet rapidly on it while his upper body was dancing in sync to it. On top of that, he was dancing alone on two sides, meaning he was playing solo at a game that required two players.

"Wow!" Yang exclaimed. There was a crowd around him and many people were recording his agile movements with their scrolls.

They stood there, dumbfounded for two minutes before the music came to an end.

When the man stopped, the crowd gave him a round of applause, some even squealed and whistled.

"What a monster." Yang said after giving a loud whistle.

"What?"

"That man." The blonde eyed the guy, "He's playing alone on two sides of the machines. Normally it requires two person to play on both sides; each will take one side and battle one another."

"Wow." The heiress turned to look at the man.

He turned around and thanked the crowd humbly before stepping down to join his friends; a man with beard and messy hair who was holding two cups of soda drinks and another woman with a scroll on her hand.

"Give me my cup, Miles." The man said.

"That was really sick, Monty! How come I never knew about that when we've worked together for so long?!" Miles said in a rather fast speed.

That Monty guy had black hair and was pretty tall; although he looked very thin but Yang had caught a glimpse of dancer's muscles on both his legs.

The woman was chuckling at their conversation.

"And that, is a DDR machine. Wanna try, princess?"

"…No thanks."

"Scared?"

"Of course not!" Weiss half shouted, then looked at her dress.

"Ah. Nevermind." Yang got the hint immediately as she recalled how she had accidentally seen the heiress' panties yesterday.

The blonde then brought Weiss to experience different types of games, from fishing to car racing to basketball game; the heiress was having fun time enjoying an arcade for the first time in her life.

It cost Yang a handful of lien to play together with Weiss, but she decided it was worth it. Even if she had to starve for days.

Seeing the heiress' smiling face was the best thing ever.

They continued to walk casually on the street after the little adventure in the arcade, occasionally stopping by some shops when Weiss showed interest in them.

And all that time, Weiss was clinging to Yang's arm. She must've done it subconsciously because there was just no way ice queen Weiss Schnee would initiate such gesture. Maybe she would if it was three years ago, but they had grown up a lot and aside from Blake, the heiress was the one that changed the most.

Noon approached as they reached a fast food restaurant. Yang suggested they had lunch there and although Weiss wanted to avoid eating such oily food, she didn't reject the idea. She knew Yang had spent a lot of money and she wouldn't let the heiress pay for the food because she was such a stubborn little dragon, so eating in a cheap fast food restaurant was the best idea.

They sat near at a table on the second floor that was the nearest to the side where they could have a clear view of the street below.

After finishing their food, they sat there and rest before continuing to explore the shopping district. Yang had been thinking whether to confess to Weiss or not; she saw her action of clinging to her arm as a good sign. That meant she rely on Yang a lot even if she didn't show it.

Just when she was about to open her mouth, the heiress had spoken first.

"Girls hmm…" She was staring at a particular direction, so Yang had followed her sight and two girls came to view.

One of them was a rabbit Faunus and the other was a human wearing a pair of fashionable sunglasses. They were holding hands and the taller human had stolen a peck on the Faunus' lips when they thought no one was looking.

"Awww they're so cute." Yang put her chin on her palm and looked at the couple. The rabbit Faunus was blushing furiously after that sudden peck.

"You support homosexuality?" The heiress said without moving her eyes away from the couple.

"Y-yeah." The blonde flinched a bit, "You don't support them?"

"I don't support them, but I'm not against it either. I guess I just don't understand how two person of the same sex can be in love."

Yang's heart sank faster than the Titanic when she heard Weiss' response.

Weiss is…straight?

Since a young age she had always known about different kinds of sexuality – and then she figured out her own when she started to fall in love with Weiss.

And she knew that straight people were mostly…unlikely to turn bi or gay.

Weiss liked boys.

It also meant that Yang stood no chance of getting together with her.

She fought the urge to break down and cry. This is even harder than getting rejected if Yang had confessed to her.

It hurts so much…

Using all her energy she managed to squeeze out an 'oh'.

"Yang? Are you okay?" Weiss turned to face the blonde.

Her face was pale and eyes were watery, and she was thankful that the heiress didn't suspect that her current state was about her crush on the girl.

"Bad…stomach…" She sniffed and lied.

"I think there'll be a clinic around here. Come, I'll bring you the-"

"Weiss."

The heiress' hand came to a halt.

"I just wanna go back home."

"Are you sure? It's fine Yang, I can cover up the cost if you're worried about money."

"Weiss."

The blonde was facing the ground, bangs covering her expression as she raised her hand, stopping the heiress' attempt to touch her.

"Yang?"

"I'll be fine." She said as she stood up, ready to leave. She didn't dare to look at the heiress at all; she just quickened her steps to get out of the place as fast as possible.

But a tiny hand had held her wrist and she stopped, back facing the heiress.

"Yang, stop pushing me out again. Let me help you."

Weiss felt the blonde's hand being held tight into a fist as her body trembled.

"Weiss, just leave me alone."

"Yang-"

"Please."

The heiress' mouth opened slightly; she was shocked to hear such a broken voice. Yang must be really in pain now and she didn't want to show her vulnerable side to her. After giving it a thought, she had decided to not step over the boundary.

"Okay. If you feel really bad…just… find the public phone booth outside the forest and call me."

Yang didn't reply her; instead she just walked away after the heiress loosened the grip. She walked non-stop in a quick pace aimlessly, stubbornly refusing to let the tears formed in her eyes dropped.

She didn't look back either.

Getting rejected is nothing compared to falling in love with someone who will never love you back.

She gritted her teeth as she made it out of the shopping district.

Why…

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Dun dun dun! Answer to the title of the chapter: No, it's not a date. Weiss doesn't like you Yang. She likes boys. She's straight.

And somehow this chapter sounds like those old school romance anime scene. I'm sorry!

Anyway, I know the ending here is similar with 'Fall in love with you' (That's one of my Freezerburn one shot) but I tried to make it short and look slightly different. If you want to furthermore understand Yang's feelings in this chapter, pay that one shot a visit. It's pretty much the same mentality.

In my profile I've stated that I have zero experience in the romance department. Indeed I've never dated before, but I know the feeling of having a crush on someone.

Especially when you're gay and your crush is straight and has a boyfriend.

That hurts a lot man. I can understand Yang's feelings totally.

Okay that's enough rant from me, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thanks for reading!

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