Chapter Four: New Game
Yang walked into the locker room, her yellow jersey matched hair, her black soccer shorts akin to her jacket. The boys on the team eyed her backside when she turned away, but the blonde was never oblivious. She was the only girl on the Beacon Academy soccer team because there weren't enough females interested in making a new team and competing in the woman's league.
Yang was the star player, even though she was a freshman and smaller than most of her teammates. She had not been taken seriously as a member of the team, and was stuck on the bench for entire games at the time until a far superior team had a three point lead at the half. Both teams were completely caught off guard when she singlehandedly tied the score before the end. This same blonds freshman then dominated the penalty kick rounds, sending the opponents home in tears
"Yang, I want you playing hard. Three professional scouts are going to be watching you." Coach Oobleck informed the player.
"Really?" Yang asked excitedly.
"Of course. I expect you to make me proud."
The soccer player walked over to her locker and pulled from it a brown hairband and bit down on it. She got all of her hair between her hands and, with a little effort, put her mane in a single lock. She removed the elastic band from between her teeth and wrapped it several times around the hair behind her head, tightening it into a ponytail. After the last minute preparations, Yang walked onto the field. The game wasn't a big one, but the stands were full. The cheering was energizing, seeing her sister in the front with Weiss was great, but for some reason, the best feeling she felt was seeing Blake Belladona sitting next to Ruby.
Blake was not even paying attention, she was reading a book, but there was something about her presense that was... Happy. Yang took her place on the field as a forward and waited for the refferee to blow his whistle. When the deafening sound rang in Yang's ears she took off running for the ball.
Blake looked down at the pages of her book, it was impossible to focus with the incredible amount of noise. She could not believe she allowed Ruby to talk her into attending the game. The faunus finally gave up on trying to read after spending fifteen minutes staring at the paper without taking in a word of it. She looked at the field from time to time during the game, and while unable to tell exactly what was happening, Blake knew her roommate to be performing exceptionally.
"Let's go, Yang!" Ruby yelled.
"Ruby, I think I'm gonna go."
"C'mon, Blake. I know you don't know us or Yang very well, but she already thinks of you as a friend. It means a lot to her to have you here even if you don't watch."
"Sorry, but I have work to catch up on, soccer isn't my forte, anyway."
Blake walked down the row and up the steps to the exit of the large stadium, which was nothing more than an oversized set of bleachers around a soccer field. The cold of the figid air caused Blake's ears to twitch occasionally, the bow atop her head moving along with it. It was a long walk from the field to Apartment Building B; the faunus used the time to gather thoughts and compile the mental notes she had made about the school over the past few days. She was trying to remember the directions in the nearly empty walkway when she bumped into a short girl wearing a dark brown jacket.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm such a clutz," The girl said.
"It's alright. You're Velvet right?"
"Yeah, I remember you. Blake. Thanks for helping after the Cardin incident." The rabbit faunus was clearly having trouble speaking to Blake, she was always shy and sheepish so meeting new people like this was difficult.
"Don't mention it. People like him need to be put in their place." The very thought of an act such as that angered Blake, but seeing the scar on Velvet's face that hadn't cleared up one bit since the injury infuriated her. "I'm sorry about that cut."
"It's ok," She lied, "It wouldn't be the first one."
"What? This has happened beforer?"
"Several times. All my life I've dealt with this. I'm used to it now. Being a human must be nice."
"Velvet..."
"I need to go, I have a- a- a meeting." Her studdering made quite obvious that she was lying, but Blake chose not to pursue.
"If you ever get into trouble with someone like that again, tell me, please."
"Alright. Thanks."
Velvet continued her walk to the large, gray, single story building, across the top of which were the words, "Neurology and Psychoanalysis Department" in big letters. The rabbit faunus knew the title to be a euphamism for "mental therapy."
"Doctor Eberly?"
"Yes, Velvet, do come in and take a seat," The older man instructed. "How have you been."
"I don't mean to be rude, sir, but I'm really not in the mood for small talk."
"Very well, we will begin." The man was tall and scrawny, his hair gray despite the fact that he wasn't a day older than thirty five. "Have you had any changes in the feelings you talked about last week?"
"They're just getting worse and I can't shake them."
"Velvet, have you considered accepting these feelings?"
"I've told you the story." Velvet brought her knees up and hugged them against her chest, the tips of her shoes just barely hanging off the front of the chair. "Last time I did that, my high school life was ruined."
"You told me somebody you loved hurt you because you accepted your loving another woman, I haven't heard the full story."
"You won't tell anyone?"
"Not a word leaves this room, my dear."
"Well, it started in my junior year at Signal, this girl, a freshman, found out my secret. It was Ruby..."
A/N: Big thanks to IAmAnonReviewer for revising the chapter. He was a huge help and was very understanding of my lack of English knowledge. And, you will probably see this next bit in a lot of the chapters to come, I am sorry it took so long for this one to get out, I got caught up in other stuff.
