Yang tried her hardest to relax in the moment, but she knew time was a luxury she didn't have. She tried to piece together the emotions she'd felt after her encounter with Weiss, but they were too numerous and dynamic to count. She made her way to her shared dorm, the only thoughts on her mind being the need to get out of the small room before the rest of her team arrived. Letting herself inside, she propped the door open with the trashcan before knocking on JNPR's door across the hall.
"Hopefully they'll let me crash here until everything blows over," she whispered to herself, knuckles white as she clenched her fists. She'd expected Nora to throw open the door in seconds, or at least Jaune or Pyrrha to let her in after only a few moments. The silence that continued to pour from the team's dorm after almost two minutes of increasingly frantic knocking.
"Come on guys," Yang groaned as she continued to bang on the door, hoping perhaps Ren was in the shower and hadn't heard her.
"There's no way I'm going to be able to move all of my stuff in time before they get here. If Weiss shows up while I'm still moving… I need to leave before we start another fight," she thought to herself. It'd been at least ten minutes since she'd punched the heiress. Ruby and Blake would take her to the nurse, and the nurse would help her use her Aura to heal the cut in minutes. Yang punched the wall adjacent to the door, rattling the door in its frame in frustration.
"So what'd the wall do this time." Yang was surprised by the smooth voice that suddenly spoke behind her, but she was unafraid. She knew exactly who it was before she'd turned around.
"Neptune," she looked up into cobalt eyes and nervously bit her lip, unsure if she could ask him for the same kind of help she would've asked of JNPR.
"Would he mind? Would Sun? Isn't his team all boys? Would they be weirded out? I don't have time."
"What's up? Looking for Nora or Pyrrha to train with," he asked worriedly. He wasn't used to Yang losing her carefree demeanor and knew it was normally followed by someone or something getting punched into unconsciousness.
"Last I saw they were in the cafeteria yelling about pancakes," he offered helpfully.
"Actually, I was looking for a couple big, strong, handsome guys to help me move my stuff." Yang batted her eyelashes at the tall boy, so used to using her flirtatiousness to get what she wanted whenever necessary. Most boys and more than a few girls had fallen for the act, and Yang was all but desperate for help.
"Don't try to out-flirt a flirt, Yang," Neptune's response was the opposite of what Yang had expected, and the smirk that painted his face was aggravatingly taunting. Had she not been worried about her team arriving, she would've loved to try to wipe it off his face. But she knew time was running out.
"If you help me, I'll tell you all about it, I promise," she begged and tugged at his sleeve, trying her hardest to relay just how desperate she was help. Begging wasn't beneath her, but it wasn't the most fun way to ask for something, and she hoped Neptune would take the hint before she had to do something embarrassing.
"Sure, sure. No problem," he said quickly. He hadn't realized how badly Yang needed help. In this new school, he was glad to have friends as fun as team RWBY, and helping the blonde was something he had no problem with, even if he didn't have all of the details yet.
"Just open the window and you can have a little extra help," he nodded towards the closed window in the dorm. Sun was hanging from his tail, patiently waiting to be noticed. He waved to Yang, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
Yang smiled, glad that the two could always be counted on to ease her mood when it was needed most. After walking Neptune inside the dorm, she pushed the window open wide enough for the Faunus to backflip through and join them in the room. Sun acrobatically stuck the landing as if he'd performed some crazy stunt and cheered himself on seconds before Neptune high-fived him in celebration. Their antics were just what Yang needed, but she still needed to move her stuff out before her team returned.
"Where's the rest of your team, hm? Your sister? … Blake?" Sun wasn't exactly the most deceptive of individuals. He'd come for one reason, and was slightly disappointed to not to have found Blake in the first place he'd looked. Neptune put a hand on his leader's shoulder, snapping the Faunus out of his disappointment.
"Yang says if we help her move her stuff, she'll tell us something cool," he explained quickly. He knew that Sun wouldn't need much convincing to help, but getting him on task as quickly as possible was important.
"Yeah, but you guys need to do it fast. Like, within the next ten minutes?" Yang smiled sheepishly at the two boys, hoping they wouldn't object to helping her. She understood exactly what she was asking of the two and she hoped it wouldn't be too intrusive on the boys and their team.
"Bet I could carry more stuff than you can," Sun playfully shoved his taller friend, ready to help however Yang required.
"You're on, dude," Neptune countered.
"Boys," Yang graciously rolled her eyes, thankful that they'd agreed to help.
"So what do we need to move," Sun asked, tightening the straps to his gauntlets.
"Um… my dresser is right here, it's got all of my clothes. I also wouldn't mind if one of you guys grabbed the GameSphere, and I'll get my brush and toothbrush and stuff. Get me out of this room before the rest of my team come back and I'll let you both play Tekken!" The two boys looked to one another, more excited than Yang had ever seen them. Sun grabbed the GameSphere, controllers and as many games as he could carry before leaving, Neptune staying behind to help Yang sort through her clothes. They worked together, sorting through her clothes and folding everything they could to fit in the one dresser she had to herself.
"Oooh, what are those," Neptune teased, nodding to a pair of rather revealing lingerie. He wasn't shocked Yang owned those types of clothes, but he'd be lying to himself if he said he wasn't curious.
"Sometimes I like to look cute. Why? You want a pair," she teased him, nudging him in the side as she folded the underwear.
"You think they'll make my butt look good," Neptune asked, wiggling his hips suggestively.
"What butt," Yang countered, reaching under Ruby's bunk for her boots before placing them all on the dresser. Searching out her toiletries she finally finished packing and felt a sense of relief, one step closer to leaving. She looked back just in time to see the shocked look on Neptune's face as he clutched at his chest. Rolling her eyes at the boy, she started pushing the dresser towards the door.
"I got it," Sun called, finally having arrived after transporting the GameSphere. He took Yang's place pushing the dresser, while Neptune took the opposite side.
"Thanks, guys," Yang sighed. She could've easily lifted the dresser on her own, but her fist still hurt after throwing all of her strength behind the punch earlier. A moment of emotion washed over her. She hated feeling as if she were running away. As if she'd done something wrong or shameful. As if she regretted her actions.
"I don't," she thought to herself.
"I just don't want to have to deal with Weiss right now. She's gonna be so pissy. She'll probably involve a professor."
"Um, Yang? You coming or what?" The two boys had watched their friend zone-out for almost a minute, and were worriedly waiting for her to come back to her senses.
"Crap, on my way!" Yang slipped the pillowcase off of her pillow, threw her toiletries into the sack and walked out of her room carrying both pillow and sack out of the room and pushing the door closed behind her. The two boys helping her worked well in tandem, timing their steps so they'd never need to wait for one another to catch up. They kept just a few feet ahead of Yang, leading the way to their dorm. Rounding the first corner, they smirked at one another, entertaining themselves with a game of who could walk fastest.
Yang glanced over her shoulder as she rounded the same corner, looking back and seeing Blake and Ruby at the end of the hall. They both noticed her at the same time. Ruby's face was confused and tired. As if she'd been talking to Weiss ever since she'd left them. Blake had her arms crossed around her chest, as if she expected some explanation about what she'd done.
"I'll apologize to them later," she promised, giving a defeated shrug as she walked away.