You see, this is going to have drama and stuff. I threw my hand in for a little bit of humor and fluff. Be warned, there is some really weird stuff, and yes, I do mean the characters. Without further ado, I give you... Chapter 2!

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Chapter 2: A Horrible Wake-up Call

Outside Jack's Door: Ravena

I stand on the other side of Jack's door, waiting for him to come out. I don't think he even realized that I was outside for a good portion of him talking to himself. That one sided conversation was very strange. The more I analyze it, the more I realize that I'll never understand. 'He has his own issues, just like I have mine. I'd rather not have another set of problem floating around in my head that I get completely hung up on.'

Jack steps out quickly, and we head to the small conference room in the back of the airship. "You know, Jack, I can't believe that she was able to get us this awesome ship! I mean, we have our own rooms, for gods' sake!"

"Yes, I like it. How did she get it, anyway?"

"Duh! Just like most Schnees! She flaunted her supreme status and wealth for all the world and demanded the best." I smirk sarcastically. "No, this is her personal airship that she bought after her first assignment after her graduation. She basically lives here." I laugh softly to myself.

"Hmmm. Interesting. So, she doesn't rely on her father's immense wealth?" He doesn't even look at me or change his stony features. No emotion is visible on his face whatsoever.

"No. She was disinherited, remember? She lives off of her small trust fund and her Hunts."

"I see." A smirk plays on his lips.

Before I can ask him what he means, we arrive at the conference room. Winter and Zamin are bent over maps and paper that litter the table. Azura is in a corner browsing data on her scroll. "Okay, you guys, I got Jack. What now?"

Winter looks up from her map briefly. "We need the precise location of the mine. Right now, we're not having any luck. This operation my father has running seems to be under the table." She throws a stack of paper off the table. "This is so fucking hopeless! Ugh!" She grabs her head in frustration.

Zamin puts his hand on his shoulder hesitantly. "Now, Winter, you know that nothing is totally untraceable. We just have to look deeper."

Strangely enough, I witness Winter calm down. If I didn't know better, I'd think she was starting to lean into Zamin's touch. As soon as I see it, though, it's gone. Winter rushes off to grab her scroll. "I've got an idea!"

Soon enough, her sister's image appears on the screen. Winter transfers the call to the larger screen on the wall. "What, Winter? I was busy."

"Well, hello to you too, sister. I thought you'd be happy for this call."

Weiss pinches the bridge of her nose in irritation. "Winter, it's, like, three o'clock in the morning. What could possibly be so important."

In the background, a muffled voice is heard. "Weissy, what are you doing up so early?"

Winter turns to us and mouths, 'Weissy?'

"Nothing, Ruby. Go back to sleep."

The next thing we hear is a small, "M'kay." before a slight shuffling, then nothing.

Weiss sighs. "Well?"

I see Winter clutch her sides. "Weissy?" She busts out laughing, not able to hold it in any longer.

"Now, cousin, she is your sister. You must respect her privacy." I stop and lose it. "I can't do it. Oh gods." I bust out laughing, too. "Weissy. Oh gods!"

While Winter and I laugh, all of the others stare at us in confusion, and Weiss is giving us a death glare. "Shut up!" She whispers this through clenched teeth. "I don't want to wake my team. Shut up!"

Winter and I sober a little. "Alright, alright. We won't mess with your love life." Winter wipes a stray tear from her eye while addressing her sister.

"Thank you." She looks smugly at us before realizing what she just said. "No! What?"

I look at her incredulously. "Oh, Weiss, Weiss, Weiss. I know you don't believe that the two of you are being discreet, do you?"

Weiss looks back at the sleeping form behind her, then hangs her head. "I thought I was. I thought we were. I guess we're not as inconspicuous as I'd like to think."

"Well, duh. I mean, you drag her everywhere, are always in her presence, and when you think no one's looking, you have this longing look in your eye I've only ever seen from Yang, for fuck's sake. You guys are terrible at hiding it, and you're damn lucky your father hasn't found out yet!" I raise my voice toward the end to emphasize the danger she could be in.

Fear flashes in her eyes. "You mustn't tell him! Please."

"Of course I wouldn't tell that fucking douche bag that his heir is a fucking lesbian. Do you think I want to die?" Azura comes up behind me and rests her head on my shoulder to calm me. I reach around and place my hand lovingly on her cheek. Weiss' eyes go wide in realization.

Winter clears her throat awkwardly. "Anyway… Back on track, you two. Weiss, I need you to find some information on a couple of mines in Mistral for me."

Weiss looks at her, confused. "There are no mines in Mistral, Winter."

Jack steps up briefly. "There are, though. We have proof."

"Impossible. If there were any, I'd know about it! I am the heiress to the company, after all."

"Weiss, don't be a fool. Father has many things that you don't know about. Like, that time he helped Torchwick steal a dust so that prices will rise and a larger profit margin would occur. There are so many under the table deals that it would make your head spin for me to recite even an eighth of the list to you."

A questionable look comes over Weiss' face before she turns incredibly paler. Like, paler than normal pale. "I… I had no idea. I thought that… I thought he'd tell me. I thought that those were just rumors." She rubs her forehead, trying to rationalize this new information.

"I thought the same thing before he threw me out."

"Father told me you left willingly!"

"Can't you see? He lied! He's always lied, and always will! He disinherited me. He threw me out because I dared to love, because I dared to feel." Winter sits down and puts both hand over face to hide the tears streaking down her face.

I step up to take Winter's place as Zamin comforts her. "Weiss, you have to listen to me. Your father is, by far, the best manipulator I've never had the misfortune to meet. That scar, he gave it to you. I know he did. Your icy heart that I know Ruby thawed is because of him. Your loneliness before Beacon was because of him. The fact that you can't even look in a mirror anymore without cringing is BECAUSE OF HIM!" I take a deep breath to steady my anger. Azura starts to coo in my ear and rubs my back, using circular motions. "Break from him. I have. The only reason that my family has any money is because of a contract that dates back to the founding of the SDC. That contract is so loophole free that we get paid whether he wants us to or not." I shake my head. "I have gotten way off topic." I chuckle under my breath. "The point of this call was to get information you obviously don't possess. How about we let you get back to your love, hmm? Think about what we said, Weiss. Have a good rest." I end the call and sigh. "Well, that was a dead end."

Seemingly calm, with the tears gone from her eyes, Winter stands. "We're back where we started, I guess."

I look at her and shake my head. "No. We made a difference. Weiss is thinking about all of this now. It won't be long before she sees her father in a far harsher light than she already does. It's only a matter of time before she dethrones him." I smile at this. "We did a good thing, cousin."

She nods. "Okay, well, we need to continue this search. According to the information that Corinthe gave us, we only have until one more day to plan this all out." She yawns, covering her mouth habitually.

Azura wraps me in another hug from behind, and I hear her yawn in my ear. "Alright, guys. I think that it's bedtime for all of us." I look at Winter and point. "THat means you, too, miss workaholic." I pull Azura's arms from around me and take her hand, making her follow me out of the conference room.

"Where are we going, hun?"

I smirk to myself, hiding a small blush. "My room, of course."

She scoffs. "And what makes you think that I want to go to your room?"

"The fact that you haven't pulled away from my grasp."

"Touché, babe. Touché."

I laugh at this triumphant moment. "Yes, well, I assumed you would want to spend the night in my bed. I know we've only been together a little under a day, but I just don't want to be without you tonight." I stop, turn around, and clutch her face softly between my hands. I look deeply into her eyes, trying to convey all of my worry and love. "You almost died, Azura. I almost lost you! I just… Please don't let me be alone tonight. I don't think I could bear it."

She puts her hands on my face in identical positions that mine are on hers. She leans in and gives me a light peck on the lips. "I wouldn't dream of leaving you alone." She gives me a confident, yet arrogant, smile next. "How could I deprive you of this." She gestures up and down at her body.

I smack her arm playfully. "You had to ruin the moment, didn't you?"

"Of course." She grabs my hand this time and leads us to my room. "That's just who I am."

"Well, this is my room."

"Wow. It looks identical to the one right across from us. Ya know, my room?"

I laugh a little. "I don't really have my yukata or anything, so I'm going to have to sleep like this." I take off my cloak, belt, and shoes and climb into bed. It's a small twin size mattress, so I scoot all the way to the wall to make enough room for her. I pat the bed beside me. "Come on. There's plenty of room." I give her a small, lopsided grin.

"Yeah, yeah. Let me just get my shoes and pants off."

"Your pants?"

"Yes, my pants. Like I could risk ripping my expensive, armor lined, cotton, harem pants. Who do you think I am?"

I blush a bit. "Um, you're Azura, mistress of my heart?"

She climbs into bed beside me, gives me a slight peck on my lips, and turns over to go to sleep. "Good answer, love." I wrap my arms around her and fall into the best sleep I've ever had, at least, so far, anyway.

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A/N: The drama. The ending. The fluff. The crying. Did I do good? Oh, oh. and I'm working on a one-shot or two about Miltia and Melanie. They're so underrated, I just thought I'd have a little fun with a story. Well, Favorite, follow, and especially review!