Sorry for the delay, everybody! I have been very busy, as of late. x) Hope this makes up for it!

"Hey, how's it going? Come on in!" Yang chirps, giving the tall redhead standing in the doorway a big, bone-crushing hug. The woman has to brace herself to avoid dropping the bags in one hand. "Haven't seen ya since the wedding, Pyrrha!"

"We haven't had the time to visit, I'm afraid…" The Amazonian woman says with a polite laugh, patting the blonde on the back. She was one of the few who could actually stand up and give back a hug of similar caliber, the other being Nora, but she instead uses a gentle embrace. "How have you been, Yang?"

"Oh, you know, good and bad. Gotta tell ya, I thought I was prepared for how much pregnancy was gonna knock me on my ass…"

"And, it still knocked you on your ass?"

"Yeah."

"Well, why don't you tell me all about it? Maybe I can give you a few ideas to make the whole thing a little easier on you? Also, um, where would you like me to set the lunch things?"

"That would be great…" Yang says with an exasperated groan, nodding her head and walking into her house as Pyrrha follows along. "Oh! And, just bring 'em in the kitchen. Where's Jaune and Sophia? I thought they were coming with you?"

"Oh, they're coming. Jaune just wanted to have a little talk with her, is all."

"About what?"

"He wanted to make sure she was careful around you. I mean, she's a careful enough girl, but she can get very excitable sometimes…"

"I'm sure I'd be fine, Py. It's not like I'm made of twigs, here. No big, bad wolf's gonna be able to blow me down. That's a certain kitty's job~"

Pyrrha starts laughing, covering her mouth and averting her eyes as Blake comes into the room with dulled eyes. "Do you have to say things like that, whenever our friends come over? I swear, Ruby knows more about our sex life than she ever needed to know…"

"Well, that's partially because you're so eager…"

"And, partially because you forget to inform me that she has a key to our house."

"Aw, c'mon, I said I was sorry for that…"

Blake walks up closer, a slow smirk coming to her face. "Yes, I know. I was joking. Though, I really doubt Pyrrha wants to know-"

"How you blow me down?"

"I don't blow. I devour. There's a difference, Yang."

Pyrrha coughs politely, giving a soft 'hello, again, still here' to let her friends know that she didn't really need to be hearing this conversation. Blake chuckles and moves over to the redhead, giving her a quick hug. "I'm sorry, Pyrrha. It's good to see you again."

"It is good to see you, too, Blake. I see that your discretion is as limited as ever…"

"Yang? Discretion? That may be the best joke you've ever told." Blake replies dryly, getting a playful smack on her shoulder from Yang.

"Aw, shuddup, kitty-kat. Hey, Py, you gonna want anything? Coffee? Booze?"

"You really have alcohol, here?" Pyrrha asks, raising her eyebrow slightly in surprise. "Y-Yang, you're not really…?"

"Huh? Oh, NO. Fuck, no!" Yang says, her eyes widening in realization as to what she had just unknowingly said. "I don't drink it! It's some we've had for a while, is all. Noooo, I drink healthy stuffs for my baby. Who do ya think I am, Pyrrha, a crazy person? I just asked if YOU wanted some in an entirely JOKING way. Yeesh. No alcohol for me."

"She has juice boxes in the fridge. Drinks them like mad." Blake says vaguely as she leans against the wall, her tail flicking a few times. "I believe she said that her favorite was 'Fantastic Fruit Punch'. Followed closely by what she calls 'Goddamn Grape'."

"Blake, you traitor. You're not gettin' any attention from me, tonight."

Blake opens her mouth to reply, but the sound of the front door opening is heard and clomping shoes scuttling around near it. Yang only gives her a wink before she moves out of the kitchen with the cute movements that make Blake smile every time she sees them, likely to go get the door for Jaune and Sophia. When she's gone, Pyrrha looks slowly at Blake with the gentle, kindly smile that has come to define her.

"How is she doing with it? The pregnancy, I mean."

Blake crosses her arms across her chest and nods a bit. "She's doing alright. She's healthy, she's eating alright, about as comfortable as you can be with that much weight in you… She just…"

"Just…?"

"Well… She has just one problem and… it keeps popping up and I don't know how to deal with it."

"Let me guess… She doesn't feel pretty? Or, sometimes regards her body in a slightly poor light?"

Blake's mouth falls open widely in shock, not having any idea how Pyrrha was able to guess so quickly what the problem was. Though, like Yang, Pyrrha was extraordinarily good at reading people, as well as being very adept at solving people problems. "I… How did you know…?"

"If you didn't remember, I had to go through pregnancy in order to have Sophia. So, I may know a thing or two about how pregnancy, Blake."

"Right. Sorry."

"Don't be. But, I think I know the feeling that she's talking about. With everything that's happening to your body, sometimes it's a little hard to see your body as anything beautiful. It's more of a mindset thing. You can't get that image of yourself out of your head, some days…"

"I've told her countless times not to worry so much about her appearance. I think she's beautiful… I had a conversation with her a few nights ago about it, but I can tell she still thinks about it from time to time. I just want to put a stop to it."

"Well, sometimes you can't help things like that. It's just something she has to deal with, herself. It isn't like you can magically change her mind. You can try, though. Jaune certainly did. He could take my mind of my troubles like no one's business, if only for those moments. That really helps."

"What did Jaune do for you?"

"Heh, um… Well, among other things, he would sing-"

"You poor thing."

"No, he's actually gotten a lot better…" Pyrrha says, a small smile coming across her face as she blushes. "He can actually hold a note, now, and his voice isn't quite as shrieky as when we were in Beacon. It's… It's quite a sight to see, especially…"

"Especially?"

"Especially since he only does it for me, now…" The redhead finishes, looking down at her hands with possibly the most gentle smile Blake thinks she's ever seen on Pyrrha's face… and, that was saying something. "Blake, there's not really a way to completely get rid of her self-conscious thoughts, if she's going to think them. Everyone has those moments, sometime. But, what you CAN do is give her are little moments to show her how you feel. Little special things like that. That does well to take your mind off it."

"Mm." Blake replies, a small smile coming to her face. "I think I can do that."

Pyrrha laughs a little, her head giving a small nod. "If there's anyone who can make her feel better, it's you, Blake. Any chance you might let me in on what you're going to do?"

"Well, I was thinking-"

"Thinkin' what?" Yang's voice says, having jumped into the conversation as she came back from the front door. She had a tendency to do that, it seems. Weiss had complained about it more than once, especially when she jumped into intimate conversations.

Apparently, Yang ruined her mood or something.

"Aw, that's so sweet, Blake-y!" The blonde coos, walking up to her girlfriend and giving her a big kiss on the cheek. Subtly, her hand reaches behind to give a pleasant stroke to Blake's tail and causes it to wrap softly around her fingers. "You're such a flatterer."

"I try."

"Okay, you might just get some attention, for that little stunt."

"Good to know." Blake replies with a small laugh, giving a kiss to Yang in turn as Jaune walks into the kitchen.

Sophia moves along after him, her straight red hair swishing behind her as she strolls up to her mother and wraps her in a big hug. It was really quite stunning how much Sophia looked like Pyrrha, even at this age. It was like a little, mini Pyrrha, save for one, striking feature. In place of eyes that would have a rich emerald coloring, there are striking blue. She wonders what her own child will look like. How much of their daughter will look like Yang and how much will she look like her?

Yang moves over to talk with Pyrrha a bit, Sophia happily talking with their conversation as well. Jaune moves up next to her, smiling happily. He's changed quite a bit from his days at Beacon, as they all have. He's actually let a bit of stubble move onto his face, since she saw him at the wedding. She can't help the small laugh that comes from her throat, causing him to raise his eyebrow slowly.

"What's so funny?"

"I was just remembering a time you couldn't grow hair to save your life. You were ecstatic, when that one, tiny hair grew on your chest." She replies simply, causing a laugh to come from the blonde. "I'll bet Pyrrha really likes that, huh?"

"Yeah, she's pretty fond of it. Though, I'd be lying if I said she didn't seem to like me a little more when I'm fresh after a shave. However, Sophia said that I 'looked weird without a beard', so… Now, I'm lost as to which is the proper answer.

"Stuck between a rock and a hard place."

"More like… Stuck between looking attractive for my wife and looking cool for my daughter." He says, raising an eyebrow when Blake begins to snicker. "Hey, you'll be singing a different tune when it's your own kid and wife, Blake."

"I was just basing my opinion off the fact that I will be both attractive AND cool, by the time my daughter is old enough to have an opinion on such things."

"Getting a little cocky, aren't we?"

"Perhaps a little. But, then again, you can't help being a little bit cocky, when Yang is your girlfriend. It rubs off on you a little bit."

"That's true. Heck, I'd say the same for being just her friend, let alone being romantic. She's always had a real confidence about her, even back in Beacon… Hm, no… Especially back in Beacon. Well, that and quite a temper. Speaking of temper, how is she handling the stress? Has she snapped at you, yet?"

"Actually, she's had a surprisingly mellow pregnancy, so far. She's had a moment or two of frustration, but nothing that actually had her explode. She's been more affectionate, if you can believe she could be more than she already was." Blake says, sending a smile in Yang's direction as the blonde talks with Pyrrha. "No complications, either. So, I'm glad for that. Hope it stays that way."

"I'm sure it will, Blake. Yang's healthy, the baby's healthy, and she's in a loving environment with a girl she loves more than anything. What could be a better place for pregnant woman to be? I'm surprised that she hasn't snapped at you, yet, though."

"Why? What, was Pyrrha snappy?"

"Not normally. But, in the mornings, she sometimes muttered that she'd really like to quote/unquote 'impale one of my testicles with her spear', when she had to run to the bathroom to throw up. She apologized profusely, afterward, though. I couldn't blame her, either. I'd be crabby, too, if I had to go through those kinds of things on a day-to-basis… I made sure to do other things to make her feel more comfortable."

"Like serenading her?"

"I- What? Who told you about that?!"

"Ask your wife, I'm sure she'd know all about who."

"Man… I told her not to talk to anyone about that…"

"Why not? To anyone listening to that particular statement, it would just paint the picture of a man who loves his wife… Why wouldn't you want someone to know that?"

"It's embarrassing… and, I'm really not all that good a singer."

"Not to Pyrrha."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. You should have seen the look on her face, when she talked about you singing to her. She looked like, if you were here, she would have kissed you right there. It meant a lot to her…"

"Well, I wish I had been there, then. A kiss is always something I could use more of." Jaune chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck as he looks over to his wife and daughter. "Hm.. I really lucked out in life… Went from being a shy loser to having the best family a guy could have. If you'd have told me that I would be married to a gorgeous woman with a beautiful daughter all those years ago, I would have called you crazy."

"I know the feeling. I wouldn't have believed that any of us would turn out like we did. I mean, me and Yang together and having a child? You and Pyrrha having a kid? Ruby and Weiss getting married? None of it. Well… Nora and Ren were obvious."

"Oh, yeah."

"Even if we still have no idea where they went for that entire time they were gone. Nora still won't say where they got married, no matter how many times any of us ask. The last time one of us did, I believe that she said that they 'took a rocket ship to the moon and had a festival with comet sprites'."

"Well, that's Nora and Ren for you. Always keeping you guessing." He replies, his gaze softening. "We all turned out alright, didn't we?"

"We really did. Wouldn't have it any other way."

Sophia happens to look back at her father and Blake, a big smile coming to her face as she skips up to them (her red hair swishing in an entirely innocent and childlike fashion). "Daddy, are we going to eat soon? Mom and Miss Xiao Long are talking an awful lot…"

Jaune laughs and reaches down to hoist her up into his arms, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "I'm sure we can talk while we eat… Not with your mouth full, though, right?"

"I wouldn't do that!"

"Oh, really? Well, I remember a very specific little girl talking with a mouth full of lasagna, last night…"

Sophia pouts in response, crossing her arms across her chest as Jaune snickers and gives her another quick peck on the forehead. "That's not funny, daddy. Mom scolded me."

By this point, Yang and Pyrrha have stopped talking and walked up to join the conversation. Yang gives her trademark hearty laugh, tilting her head a bit as she looks over the group. "Well, it seems like we've got a hungry munchkin who's sick of all our blabbin'… What's say we take a break for lunch, huh?"

"Yeah!"

Weiss groans as a ringing echoes through the house, her eyes moving slowly to the scroll on her nightstand as they open. "Ugh… I swear to Remnant, if this is another person calling me in the middle of the night to request a meeting… How did they even figure out my personal number?" She mutters, feeling a pair of arms wrapping around her waist and hugging her closer.

"Weiiiiiss… Why does your scroll never stop ringing?" Ruby mumbles, burying her face into the pale skin of Weiss' neck. "Make it stop…"

"I'm sorry, sweetie." The woman murmurs in response, pressing a few kisses to the top of her wife's head. "I'll just chew this idiot out and we can get back to our beauty sleep… Not that you need it…"

"Flatterer." Ruby mumbles, nipping at the tender flesh her mouth rests on and drawing a squeak from Weiss. "Just make it quick. I wanna get back to snuggling, if you don't mind too much. I need extra snuggles to remember on my hunt, after all."

"You really think about that while on hunts?"

"All the time. Gives me somethin' to think about, when it's cold."

"Now, who's the flatterer, again? Remind me, once more."

"Just answer the scroll, woman. Double time it before I decide to get mean."

"Mean? Daresay, what do you mean, Ruby?"

"Mean, as in, I'm going to start nibbling all over your tasty neck and enjoying how you squeal over the call." Ruby murmurs into Weiss' skin, giving a few lazy nibbles with her teeth that make her wife squeak a little bit. "Now, c'mooon, Weiss… Snuggles…"

"Mm. Right." Weiss replies with a small sigh, sitting slowly up to grab the still-ringing scroll. She taps the button to receive the call (after adjusting her nightgown to cover her more decently, of course), giving a slightly annoyed 'hello?'. She's in preparation to give this person every icy glare and harsh word she can give for daring to disturb her sleep. Her eyes soften, however, when she sees Blake on the screen. "Oh, it's just you. Do you realize what time it is, Blake? I highly doubt that time zones are very different on different blocks."

Blake smiles a little, her ears flicking slowly as she apologizes. "I had to wait until Yang went to bed before I could call you. I need you and Ruby's help."

When her name is mentioned, Ruby pokes her face into the screen and smiles warmly. "Really? Well, what do ya need?" She asks, her groggy voice making Blake laugh. Ruby was as bad as her sister, when it came to waking up in a quick fashion.

"I'm planning a little surprise for Yang, an… enjoyable evening, if you will."

"Are you talkin' about sex? 'Cus, I really don't wanna know the details… I, uh… Know MORE than I ever really needed to."

"No, it's not that, don't worry. I just want it to be a special night to show her how much I care… I just need you to distract her while I prepare. Not too long. Just for the afternoon, perhaps a little into the evening. I don't really need a lot of time, but she'll start to get suspicious if you just take her away for an hour or so in the evening. You need to have something for her to do, but not enough that she'll be tired, either. Is that… something you can do?"

"Blake, please." Weiss says with a scoff, rolling her eyes with the faunus' request. "We'll just say that Ruby has to go on her hunt the day after and she wanted to spend a little time with Yang before she heads to the transports. It's the perfect cover in two parts. One, it's completely plausible. Two, Yang would never turn down an opportunity to spend some time with her little sister."

"Yeah, but how're we gonna get her to go without you, Blake?" Ruby asks, tilting her head a bit. "She'll get suspicious, if you decide not to go."

Weiss taps a finger on her lips before turning to her wife. "How about you just take her, on your own, Ruby? Make it a 'just sisters' sort of meeting?"

"Aw, but what about you, Weiss?"

"I'll take the time to get a little work done. I still have a few people I need to contact for shipping and distributing dust, as well as a speech to prepare for."

"Oh, right…"

"Speech? What speech?" Blake asks, her ears perking slightly in interest.

"I'm holding a speech, in a couple weeks, at an event organized by the White Fang to promote faunus representation and equality in various categories. Jobs, media, etcetera… Rose Dust will be the primary forerunner and financer of the event, so I've been asked to say a few words."

"Yeah! And, Weiss is a super-good speech maker!"

"That's… That's great, Weiss!" Blake says, a large smile forming on her face. "It will mean so much to see such a high-profile person promoting our representation. It gives a lot of people hope, shows that there are people willing to stand up for them. But… aren't you worried about…?"

"In the words of our own Yang Xiao Long… 'Fuck 'em'. I will have no patience for bigots, nor for detractors. I am not going to sit back while this continues to happen, and I couldn't care less about what anyone has to say in opposition. If someone would be so stupid as to try to attack the event, it will be more than well-guarded. Ruby is going to be there, as well as Ren and Nora, to keep an eye out for any suspicious behavior."

"Well, Nora and Ren will certainly add an air of security to it. Though, I highly doubt that anyone will be more alert than Ruby, when it comes to your safety."

Ruby nods, her face taking a momentarily taking a serious expression (her silver eye gleaming fiercely) as she thinks of Weiss being in any sort of danger. "Yeah, I'm gonna be up on a high point an' looking down over the entire event." She says, squinting for a moment and holding her arms in the position Crescent Rose will be in. "Nobody's even gonna get close. The eye of Ruby Rose sees all on the battlefield…"

Blake looks at Weiss with a considering expression, then putting up a finger slowly. "Why don't I help out? I could help sweep the ground while Ruby stays up high. I can hear much better on than her, so I can point out any suspicious people I find right to her over a radio. This way, Ruby can have an extra pair of ears to help out."

"You could, I suppose." Weiss replies with a small nod. "I'll be sure to pay you for your-"

"Weiss, you're organizing an event to further rights for my people. Making sure you get through it safely is the least I could do, in return. Really. I'm doing this because I want to."

Weiss blinks a few times before letting a smile come to her face, giving a slow nod. "Very well. If you want to offer your services, I suppose I'll have no choice but to let you. I want to remain on my sister-in-law's good side, after all. But, it's in a few weeks, anyway, so I have plenty of time to prepare for every contingency. Anyway, how long do you need Ruby to keep Yang away for?" She says with a soft laugh.

"Just for the afternoon, as I said. I just need enough time to make her dinner and get myself ready is all."

Ruby nods, her smile returning as the conversation goes to more pleasant areas. "Yeah, okay! Maybe we'll go hit some stores or something. I DO have to pick up some rounds from the weapon store, and some sweets for Weiss. Maybe we can go get an ice cream cone, too…"

"Just don't get her too full."

"No problem! I won't run her too ragged, either. Gotta make sure she's got enough energy for… whatever you plan on doing." The redhead says, casting a teasingly suspicious glance to Blake as she speaks.

"So, I can't do something nice for my girlfriend and not have her sister think it's dubious?"

"No, I just know how you guys are. A lil' too intimately."

"I know that, unfortunately."

"My poor eye."

"It wasn't that bad."

"It WAS that bad."

"Can we get off this topic, please?"

"Yeah, you're right. I gotta be able to sleep, tonight. Umm… So, you want me to come over a little before twelve? Will that do ya fine?" Ruby says, the mirth in her eye making Blake smile and flick her ears a bit. It's good to see that Ruby's sense of humor hasn't dissipated over the years.

"That should be perfect. Thank you, Ruby… This will mean a lot to her."

"So, where's your hunt going to be?" Yang asks, taking a small lick of the ice cream cone in her hand as she strolls down the sidewalk. "Anythin' major?"

"Not really. Just some beowolves that have been getting too close to a village for comfort. I can do that in my sleep. Complete cakewalk."

"Sooo… Why'd ya wanna get together with me, again?"

"What, I need a reason to wanna hang out with the best big sister in the world? We haven't had any 'sister' time, y'know? We've both been real busy. I just wanted to use some of the time I had before the trip to do stuff." Ruby says, smiling at the blonde with a bright smile. "Besides, what better way to spend an afternoon than to accompany your lil' sis while she gets sniper ammunition and cupcakes?"

"I could think of several better ways." Yang teases back, giving her sister a friendly punch to the shoulder. "Can you say 'boring'?"

"Hey, I got you ice cream! Show a little respect!" Ruby snaps back, returning the punch in earnest. "I even got you a cone to go with it, instead of puttin' it in a boring ol' bowl!"

"Yeah, yeah, I hear ya." The blonde laughs, then pointing to her sister's cone. "Um, Rubes? Your ice cream is dribbling onto your hand."

"Ah!"

The huntress quickly trying to halt the flow of melting ice cream by licking all around the sides with a messy slurping sound, causing Yang to raise an eyebrow slowly. "Say, Ruby… Do you take Weiss out to eat ice cream, ever?" She asks as her sister makes a complete mess with the melted cream.

"Umm, yeah, sometimes… She usually sits and watches me eat, for some reason."

"Yeah… No idea why she'd do that. Certainly wouldn't have anything to do with you licking and slurping around…"

Ruby blushes a bit and sticks her tongue out, then having to quickly put her mouth back on her ice cream to keep it from dribbling onto her hand. "O-Oh, shut up. Like you don't watch Blake eat her ice cream and waggle your eyebrows at her the entire time. I've gone to Shoppes with you an' her, before. I KNOW what you two are like."

"Suppose there's no hidin' that from you… Anyway, how's everything goin' with you? And, Weiss?"

After slurping up a decent amount of melty ice cream, Ruby holds up a finger. "Pretty good, I guess. Weiss is still pretty busy with Rose Dust. People call her business number, like, ALL the time. For setting up meetings, for getting her opinions on things, for organizing all sorts of stupid things… Sheesh, it's like they can't do anything on their own. Weiss is like their mother or something. She's doing good work, though, and making huge strides… So, I guess that the annoying people and frustration."

"How're things on the faunus front? Those one you were tellin' me about a while back?"

"I still hear a few things, but… Those kinds of things have kinda quieted down. I haven't heard rumblings of faunus superiority. I mean, human arrogance is still disgustingly present. So that isn't cool either. Hopefully things will start to cool down as more people realize how stupid it is to act like that."

"We can only hope, I guess. Good to see that Weiss' company is goin' all gung-ho for equality… That what she's doin' now? Company stuff?"

"Yeah, she's getting in contact with associates for product meetings, events, and other things. Apparently, they're looking into a new defensive technology or something. She said she'd start showing me some prototypes, when they start to make them. She knows how I like lookin' at tech and stuff!"

"Best wife ever, eh?"

"Oh, yeah. THE best wife ever. TOTALLY the best wife ever!" Ruby says happily, glancing over at the weapon store as they come up to it. "Ah, here we are! Come on! This is just the first shop of the ones we have to go to, today! Omigosh, they have a buy-one, get-one sale on weapon lubricant! Eeee, yes! I've SO been looking for a deal on this stuff! C'mon, Yang!"

Yang watches as her giddy sister shoots into the store, following her along slowly as she laughs softly in amusement. "Wait up, Rubes! I ain't that fast, remember?"

"Jeez, what a day…" Yang murmurs to herself as she walks up the small path to her house, having been to all manner of shops with her excitable sister. It was getting dark and she was actually pretty hungry, since that ice cream cone was about the only thing that she had eaten all afternoon. Needless to say, she was one starving pregnant lady.

"Wonder if Blake got some take-out or somethin'… Heh, actually, she probably made tuna sandwiches, now that I think of it. Silly kitty."

She was honestly looking forward to spending the evening with Blake. After running around with her sister the whole afternoon, she had really started to miss her girlfriend. Even if it was a few hours, Blake had this way of calming her down that she really didn't quite have with anyone else. Don't get her wrong, she loved her sister to pieces, but she was having a little trouble keeping up with her. It had gotten her blood pumping quicker than she'd liked. Not to mention her ankles were starting to get JUST enough of a nagging ache that she felt like she needed just a moment to sit down.

Maybe she could get a massage or two from those completely wonderful hands… Especially in her lower back. She could already feel her girlfriend's hands kneading just in the right spot…

"Whoo, yeah…" She coos as she opens the door, waddling inside and looking around. "Babe? I'm home! Man, you shoulda seen Ruby at the weapon store. There was a sale on pretty much everything and she was goin' absolutely crazy! Never seen someone get so excited about lube before, y'know, 'cept for yo-"

She halts her words when a delicious and familiar smell reaches her nose, making her mouth water and her stomach growl hungrily. "Oh, god… Please tell me what I think I'm smelling is actually what I'm smelling…" She says as she moves toward the kitchen, a small blush creeping across her cheeks when she hears Blake's voice drift out in a very alluring tone.

"Why don't you come in and find out?"

That certainly makes her move a little more quickly on her path, drawn by both the smell and the voice. She can vaguely see that the hallway is mostly dark, the only light being the vaguely warm, flickering one coming from the kitchen. She finds herself beginning to smile widely as she reaches the room, casting a glance inside and blushing even more. "B-Blake? Wow…"

At the table that they usually ate at, there was a rather fancy tablecloth with two large plates of Yang's favorite dinner ever. Yeah… She had been craving some spaghetti like it was no one's business and she was already VERY hungry, so it took all her power to investigate further and NOT leap onto the plate like a rabid animal. If that wasn't enough to be amazing, Blake had appeared to have dolled up the room with lilac flowers and a singular, tall candle in the center of the table. It casts an orange light over only the parts of the room that mattered. That being the dinner and the flowers, though her eyebrow arches in confusion when she doesn't immediately see her girlfriend.

Her question is answered a mere moment later.

"What do you think?" comes a velvety voice from the darkness of the room, glowing amber eyes opening to look at Yang. It stops the blonde in her tracks, causing a soft chuckle to escape her.

"Well, it's pretty damn perfect… It's missing somethin' important, though."

"Oh? And, what would that be?"

"I think we both know what I want to see, Blake…"

"Very well…" Blake murmurs, stepping slowly into view and showing off exactly what she's wearing for the occasion (and, making Yang's mouth water for a completely different reason). She's wearing a very simple black dress, not one that would be considered overly alluring to someone else. It had no low neckline, no short cut for the end, no overly fancy lace or other bits and bobs…

But, to Yang, it was the most gorgeous thing ever.

It hugged Blake amazingly, but modestly, and was more than fitting for the kind of woman Blake was. She didn't show off her completely obvious beauty, but still managed to do it so well. Not to mention, the blonde could spy that the faunus' tail was wrapped coyly around her leg. That always helped to get Yang's cheeks blushing, since Blake's tail was absolutely gorgeous to her. Blake knew this perfectly well, considering how her tail was currently moving along her own leg.

"Mm… Romantic environment, delicious dinner, AND a pretty lady? What's the occasion, might I ask?" Yang asks with a small laugh, slowly walking up to the table as Blake moves around to pull her seat out.

"For just being you." The faunus replies, stealing a quick kiss from her girlfriend's lips. "Plus, I figured you'd be hungry after all that running around, today…"

"You totally sent me away so you could get ready, didn't you? And, Ruby was totally in cahoots?"

"Totally."

"Should I be concerned that you can coerce my sister into leading me off track?"

"It was hardly coercion. She was all too glad to give me a hand. She really did want to spend some time with you, you know. I just told her to keep you busy for a little bit. Besides, weren't you just saying that she enjoyed her time, there?"

"She did."

"Well, then a good time was had by all..."

Yang can't help the smile that comes to her face in response, leaning and pulling Blake closer for a longer kiss. That short one wasn't even close to enough, for her. "You went through all that trouble just to set up an amazing dinner for me? Blake, you-"

"You think the dinner is all I have planned, Yang?"

"Huh? What else do you…?"

"You'll have to wait and see, won't you?" Blake murmurs with a small purr, giving another few kisses before moving slowly off and sitting down across from Yang. "For now, go ahead and eat. I can see your mouth watering."

"Well, it's not only for the spaghetti…"

Yang only receives a coy fluttering of eyelashes in response, Blake's voice coming out smoothly. "I have no idea what you're talking out. Now, eat."

"Ya don't need to tell ME twice…" The blonde says with a smile, swiping the fork next to her plate into her hand and digging it into the plate of spaghetti. "Aww, ya even put lil', tiny meatballs in the sauce~"

She twirls a large bundle of spaghetti around her fork, licking her lips before popping the piping hot food in her mouth. Blake laughs as Yang lets a very happy 'mmm' sound, her eyes closing as she blissfully chews the delicious pasta. Blake has to wait a little before taking a bite of her own dinner. It was still hot and, unlike Yang, she couldn't put hot food in her mouth without burning it. While she waits, she settles for watching her girlfriend gobble up her dinner hungrily. She must have been VERY hungry.

Yang, noticing that Blake was watching her eat, stops and slurps up that pasta currently hanging from her lips. "Am I that amusing, Blake? That spaghetti slurpin' getting your motor running?" She says with a small laugh, tilting her head just slightly.

"You sure are…" She murmurs in response, reaching her hand across the table to take Yang's hand in her own. The fiery light from the candle dances across her face, casting shadows and flickering light across her skin. Her shining eyes meet lilac, looking deeply inside and bringing a burning blush to Yang's cheeks. "I was just looking at the beautiful woman across from me and wondering how I ever got to be so lucky in life…"

"You're not the only one who got lucky…"

"Well, of course you did. Anyone would be lucky to land a catch like me." Yang jokes, taking another big bite of her spaghetti. "Y'know, this would be the most perfect time to do that spaghetti scene from Lady and The Tramp. All we need is those two dudes with the accordions, and we'd be set."

"I think they would ruin the mood a bit, don't you?" Blake says back in amusement, her tail swaying behind her as she begins taking bites of her own dinner.

"Yeah, you're probably right. Plus, they'd sing, too. That'd be real awkward…"

For a moment, Yang quietly eats her spaghetti. But, that particular moment doesn't last very long, as she finds her eyes slowly drifting back to Blake. When she does, she finds that Blake's are already there. "We gonna keep meeting like this?"

"I should hope so…"

"Well, I'm almost done devouring my dinner, sooo… Maybe I can see what else you apparently have planned on this fine evening? I'm curious, now that you've mentioned it."

"Always the curious one, aren't we? Well, if you're sure you've eaten enough… Hm, actually, you're almost done…"

"Well, you try runnin' around with a whirlwind sister for an afternoon, on top a' being pregnant. You'll have worked up an appetite, too, I'll betcha." Yang replies, finishing up the little bit of food still on her plate with a happy sound. "This was really nice, by the way… How'd ya know I was havin' a craving for spaghetti, anyway?"

"Besides the fact that it's your favorite dinner and I knew you'd be hungry, after running around with your sister? I saw you licking your lips every time a plate of spaghetti came onto the television. Even animated spaghetti. From Lady and The Tramp, Yang."

"Hey, what can I say? They drew it deliciously. I can't help it."

"If you say so…" Blake murmurs, slowly standing up from her seat and leaning down to blow out the candle. Before Yang can even think of getting out of her seat, Blake is already by her side and offering her hand out for the blonde to grab. Yang grins and shifts her weight a little before using Blake's offered hand to pull herself to her feet. "Now, let's see what else I have planned, since you're so curious…"

"Lookin' forward to it." Yang purrs, being slowly led out to the living room. Her eyes trail down her girlfriend's lithe body, particularly lingering on the gently swaying tail at the very end of her spine.

When Blake gets to the center of the room, she gently releases Yang's hand and strolls over to a small bookshelf that stands against the wall. Her scroll rests against a few books, giving a small beep as she taps the screen with her finger. Raising an eyebrow, she looks back at Yang with a grin. Yang blinks a few times before grinning in realization, a chuckle bubbling from her throat. "Oh, no… You're not thinkin'…"

The faunus taps her scroll once more before moving back to the center of the room, extending a hand to Yang as her ears flick. After only a moment, soft, slow music begins to gently flow through the room, making the blonde's grin grow even wider.

"Fancy some living room dancing?" Blake asks, drawing a happy squeal from her girlfriend as she takes her hand quickly into her own.

"Baby, you know it~" Yang replies, pulling Blake snug to her body. The faunus' other hand gently strokes along the woman's belly before resting on her waist, her tail flicking happily as she sees how happy Yang looks. "Hope ya don't mind takin' breaks, though… My breath is easy enough to take away with too much activity, but seein' you in that dress might just take it ALL away~"

"My breath was taken away the moment I heard you walk through the door…" Blake purrs, beginning a slow, gentle swaying motion. She certainly didn't want to exhaust Yang. This was meant to be relaxing, after all. "Just like it always is…"

"You tryin' to get me all hot an' bothered?" Yang laughs, leaning in to kiss Blake's lips. "I know I already asked, but… What brought this all on? Not that I'm complaining. I love living room dancing, as you know."

"Of course I know… How many mornings have I been awoken to you dancing in the living room? Though, your music was less… romantic."

"Heavy metal is totally romantic, babe. It appears that, after all these years, ya STILL haven't learned that~ And, ya still didn't answer my question, missy." Yang murmurs, laughing softly when Blake's ears perk up.

"I just wanted to do something to remind you how much I care…" Blake explains, her tail curling around the taller woman's hip. "Plus, I like seeing you up this close… BEING up this close…"

The faunus leans forward to peck a few kisses along her lover's face, drawing small laughs and giggles from both of them. "It lets me see every lovable bit of your face, feel every bit of your body… It gets me closer to you, lets us both relax… You know we won't have many instances of that, right?"

"Heh, yeah… Baby comin'… Month or two, y'know. It'll be any time between the next month an' this one, if she's right about it all-" Yang starts, suddenly letting out a little squeak. Blake grins, having felt the small jolt from Yang's belly, causing a laugh to come both of them. "Haha, feels like she wants to join in the dance, too, eh? Calm down, there, kiddo."

Blake rests her hand slowly on the large bump, feeling another jolt of their child kicking. "Who said she can't join the dance?" She chuckles, keeping her hand on Yang's belly as they continue to sway to the gentle music.

Another quiet, blissful evening for the couple...

Trudging through the snowy forest in a slow manner, the form of a red cloak whips through the howling wind. Ice crystals are forming on the fabric, drawing a small shiver from the woman who wears it. She had just been dropped off by the transport merely three hours ago, not set to return to the landing strip for another four hours.

"I just love storms…" Ruby mutters, tugging her cloak closer to her and giving a final shiver. After which, she refuses to give any more. She needed to focus on the job at hand. There were beowolves that needed exterminating around here, and she had finally found the trail. "Alright, there are the tracks… Got ya, now, you little jerks."

She speeds along the path that the paw prints have set, her silver eye keeping focused despite her high rate of speed. However, she's stopped dead in her tracks when she begins to see red in the snow. "What the hell? Must have started fightin' each other or somethi-"

She's even further stopped as she looks ahead, finding that the corpse of a beowolf lying at a distance from her. Looking around, she sees that the grounds are covered in the corpses of the dead Grimm. That certainly wasn't normal. Beowolves were certainly territorial, but they would usually just display their dominance in a fight and keep their pack alive. Had another huntsman or huntress gotten to these beowolves before she had?

"Shouldn't be… I was assigned to this mission, not anyone else…" She murmurs as she walks slowly up to the dead Beowolf and kneels down to turn it over, eyes suddenly widening when something is made quickly apparent…

Its bony mask was viciously carved from its face, leaving the meat and blood to fester in the air.

"Okay… That's not good… Who… did this?"

A low howl permeates the crisp air, causing Ruby's eyes to widen. Being a huntress, she had become accustomed to the many howls and calls of the Grimm. This was familiar, but not at all a Grimm. She slowly stands to her feet, looking all around as the howl slowly fades out.

"A... faunus?"