Now, as per my promise on my Facebook, I'm updating every RWBY fic I've published on here.

Sorry this is coming so long after the sneak peek went up, but I've been busy and bombed by new ideas. Not to mention, my tumblr is finally taking off. Someone actually requested something that wasn't RWBY, lol. It's nice to know there's someone out there who knows that, just cause my blog has nothing but RWBY on it right now, it's not always going to stay that way.

So, I move into my college dorm room tomorrow and start on the 25th. Be proud. To celebrate the fact that I am furthering my education... here's a new chapter for you all!

For all those reading, all RWBY fics were created and thought of BEFORE the beginning of Volume 2, so all details are already hashed out and NOT changing.

Alright, so this chapter is exceptionally long. You all know this. If you follow me on Tumblr and Facebook then you know why. Hope you guys enjoy!


The next morning, Blake groaned, shaking her head as she awoke. At the angle their room was located, the first rays of sunlight had already begun to creep in. Sitting up, she glanced around to find Velvet stirring across from her and a soft yawn from Pyrrha let her know that the other girl was also awake. Some shifting below her and Blake rolled her eyes, glancing down to see Cardin sitting up on his bed and stretching.

"It wasn't a dream." Velvet sighed, ears flopping downward momentarily before perking back up at Cardin's response.

"More like a nightmare." the auburn boy snorted, getting to his feet and doing a full body stretch. "Alright, all of you." he called to the room. "We have an hour before our first class. I want everyone showered, dressed and back here getting their books within fifty minutes."

The girls all stared at him in shock and he chuckled. "What? Thought I wasn't going to give orders?"

"Actually, considering you don't even pay attention in class, we would have thought you slept in later." Pyrrha replied, hopping from her bunk calmly and beginning to gather her shower supplies.

"Pfft." Cardin waved away her words. "Just because I don't pay attention doesn't mean I have to get on the teach's bad side. Worst thing you could ever do is be late to a class first thing in the morning."

"That's oddly insightful." Blake murmured. "In a twisted sort of way."

"Yeah, yeah, spare me your compliments for later." their new leader scoffed. "After the first class, I'll go over the training schedule with you. Now get moving. We only have forty-five minutes left."

"What are the showers like at this end of the dorm?" Blake inquired.

"This side is where they keep the mostly male membered teams, so the bathrooms are pretty much all one unit." Cardin turned away after saying that so he missed the way Blake glanced to Pyrrha before paling. Velvet caught the look though and giggled softly, unwittingly drawing their leader's attention.

"What are you laughing at, Rabbit?" Cardin demanded, rounding on her. "Something funny?"

"N-no." Velvet murmured, avoiding his eyes.

"Well then, get on with it." the auburn bully snarled. "I gave you an order. Be a good little animal and obey."

"Hey!" Pyrrha stepped between the pair, crossing her arms. "Don't speak to her that way."

"She's a person too." Blake snapped, getting out her clothes for the day. Cardin snorted, but wisely said nothing further. He left soon after, heading for the showers to get ready.

"Thank you." Velvet murmured, looking first to Pyrrha and then to Blake.

"You don't need to." Pyrrha told her. "People like Cardin need to learn that Faunus aren't animals." She stole a glance to Blake to see the darker brunette clutching her clothing tighter than was normal.

"She's right." Blake growled, turning away from them both. She grabbed her books from their spot on her bookshelf and placed them on her bed, setting her brush next to them and turning to the other two girls. Pyrrha was just leaving to go take her shower and that left Velvet alone with Blake for a few moments.

The rabbit-Faunus grinned and cocked her head at the ninja. "So, Pyrrha?"

"Nothing's going to happen between us, Velvet." Blake stated immediately, turning to her and crossing her arms.

"Why not?" the mage asked in confusion. "Aren't you going to claim her as your mate?"

"No." Blake replied bluntly. "I don't want to force her into a relationship she may not want to be in. Is it really that obvious I like her?"

"Not unless you either have a trained eye to spot it or are directly looking for it." Velvet chuckled, gathering her shower things in her arms and making her way toward the door. "Still, I don't think the two of you would be a bad pair. Just think about it. Maybe she wants it too." With that, the rabbit-Faunus disappeared.

Blake huffed and grabbed her brush, beginning to untangle the mass of curls and return it to its wavy splendor. Pyrrha couldn't possibly have feelings for me. The last I remember, she's still holding a candle for Jaune. He has gotten better in his fighting and leadership skills, but that doesn't stop him from being underserving of her. Blake groaned and shook her head. Listen to yourself. Berating someone else's worthiness of dating Pyrrha when you yourself don't deserve her either. Pathetic. Finishing with her hair, Blake set about making sure her things were in order before the others came back and asked questions.

No sooner had she thought this than Cardin strode into the room, decked out in full attire with his mace folded and in his bag. He took one look at Blake and raised an eyebrow questioningly. "You do realize we have thirty minutes left, don't you?"

"Yes, why?" Blake retorted, not in the mood to deal with the auburn-haired boy so early in the morning.

"Well, girls take so long in the bathroom, I figured you'd want to get an early shower in."

Amber eyes rolled in annoyance before Blake turned and scoffed, "I don't take as long as you seem to think I do. All I need is fifteen minutes and I'm fine."

"Fifteen minutes for what?" Pyrrha asked, coming back in from her own fifteen-minute shower.

"Showering." Blake replied, racing from the room before she could get too good a look at the sight of Pyrrha's skin glistening with water. Velvet giggled as she watched her friend run down the hall and shook her head, deciding right then to have a talk with the other members of Ruby in order to find out more information on the ninja girl's crush and see if they couldn't work together to hook Blake up with Pyrrha.

Blake showered quickly, taking a little less than fifteen minutes under the water before drying, dressing and making her way back to the dorm room. Pyrrha and Velvet were there, securing their weapons in their bags while Cardin was looking around for his books. As he pulled them out from under the bed, Blake grabbed her own as well as her bag and stashed her brush in it.

Turning to the others, she asked, "Ready?"

"Let's go." Cardin commanded, leading the way out of the dorm without waiting for an answer, though the answer wouldn't have been no anyway.

Blake sat in her classes through the day, but she couldn't stop traitorous thoughts from filtering into her mind. Most of them revolved around the showers, which really were just one long strip with several showerheads and drains. How would Pyrrha look under the water? Her skin was so shiny from the dampness when she came back into the room. Would her nipples get hard?

No! Stop thinking about that!

But they would be beautiful, capping those soft, gorgeous-.

Stop it!

And the way my tongue would wrap around them, her hand coming up as she leaned her head back and opened her mouth to shout-.

"Miss Belladonna."

Blake started in surprise and turned in the direction of Professor Sneech. "Yes, Sir?"

"I would very much appreciate it if you ceased daydreaming long enough to pay attention to class. I realize that a play by play of how the White Fang changed over time may seem quite boring, but trust me in saying that it truly is important when trying to understand the Faunus."

"Right." Blake nodded, lowering her head sheepishly. "Of course, Professor."

"Thank you. Now then class, as I was saying, eight years prior to the switch of leadership, the White Fang was still in the midst of securing peace with the humans, protecting Faunus who were being abused by..."

Blake sat back in her seat and took a deep breath to center her thoughts, tuning in to the professor's voice and pushing all thoughts of a green-eyed redheaded athlete from her mind. Once her thought processes were cleared, it was easier to focus on her classes rather than on Pyrrha, but that didn't stop more lascivious thoughts from plaguing her mind. The effort to keep such thoughts away was mentally exhausting and the brunette had to fight to keep her eyes open during the last class of the day.

Once the bell rang, Blake walked toward the dorm after her last class, wanting to get in a quick nap before Cardin came to get them for sparring practice. Checking her bag, she nodded to see Gambol Shroud exactly where she needed it to be just in case the school was attacked by Grimm. Swinging the bag along beside her, she stopped when she heard subtle footsteps. Glancing around, the brunette didn't see anyone nearby and chalked it up to hearing someone from inside the school.

Walking past the large statue in front of the school, Blake stopped to look at it as she had upon removing her bow so many weeks ago. The beast below was still a Grimm and the statues above were still humans, but Blake looked at them differently now. The man, in her mind, had a pair of horns beneath his helmet and the woman was hiding a tail below her skirt. Faunus are human too. She told herself, beginning to turn.

Just as her back was completely to the statue, she heard a shout and used one of her shadows to avoid the attack. Spinning around, she found Cardin swinging his mace at her. Gasping, Blake ducked and swung her foot out, connecting with his stomach. She winced at the pain on contact, wishing she had her steel-toed heels on instead.

The team leader didn't seem too deterred and rushed at her again. Blake jumped into the air and landed behind him, ducking a roundabout swing from the mace and spinning around, using her foot to connect with his jaw. Cardin stumbled backward and growled, rushing her once more. Blake thought of backing up but found her back pressed against something... the statue.

She was trapped between stone and something about to kill her. Shutting her eyes and ducking, the brunette heard the sound of metal on stone and felt some of the debris rain on her. Thinking quickly, Blake tucked and rolled, sliding between Cardin's open legs and leaping up behind him. Glancing over, she rolled over to her bag and swiftly removed her prized weapon. Leaping into the air, she did a spin and unsheathed the blade as she did, coming down behind her new team leader and giving him a roundhouse kick to the ribs.

Cardin stumbled backward, but remained standing. With a growl, he stalked forward and raised his mace, eyes narrowed as Blake waited for him to move, sheathing her blade to hold it one-handed. Before the brunette could get a word out, the redhead rushed forward, swinging his mace expertly as he attempted to get a blow in.

Blake flipped backward, avoiding the blow, but Cardin moved forward swiftly, the mace coming down with expert precision. Blake was forced to raise her weapon to block the attack and the force of the impact sent shockwaves down her arms. Gritting her teeth against the shout of pain rising in her throat, the brunette glared at her leader through narrowed eyes and spun out of his grip, loosening the mace and causing Cardin o lose his balance slightly. Blake paid no mind, however, and swung her sword at his back. The auburn boy dodged the attack and swung his weapon toward her stomach. Using her shadow ability, Blake leaped into the air and avoided the perpetually nasty hit, kicking outward as she did.

As Cardin reeled backward, he swung out his weapon arm and caught Blake in the side with the heavy piece. She went flying across the courtyard and slammed into a tree. Groaning as she glanced up, the brunette's eyes widened and she quickly rolled to the side to avoid getting her head bashed in. The mace smashed through the trunk and Cardin turned as the tree itself began toppling over.

Blake felt the physical exertion wearing at her muscles and her aura so she decided to end the fight as soon as she could. Cardin hefted the mace once again and, this time, Blake rushed to meet him, leaping over his intended swing. Spinning around, Blake slammed the hilt of her sword into Cardin's forehead and knocked him backward against a tree. Twirling Gambol Shroud expertly, she held it under her leader's throat as Cardin glared up at her, panting breathlessly.

"What is wrong with you?" Blake demanded, panting heavily as she kept her blade beneath his neck, both hearing the final bell ring. Cardin made to stand, but Blake jabbed the tip of her katana into his neck, keeping him on the ground.

Pyrrha and Velvet rushed over moments later, Velvet placing a hand on Blake's shoulder to get her to loosen up while Pyrrha effortlessly pulled Cardin to his feet, green eyes surveying the situation speculatively. "What happened?" she inquired as Blake finally stepped back and lowered her weapon.

"He attacked me while I was heading to the dorm." Blake snarled, her fingers twitching and her ears fighting to remain standing.

"What for?" Velvet asked, glancing between the heavily panting brunette and their redheaded leader who was brushing himself off.

"Because she needs to be ready for an attack to come out of nowhere." Cardin stated, standing straight and looking over Blake's disheveled form. "From the looks of things, she's got a ways to go. Obviously, you've never gone against a stronger opponent, Belladonna."

Blake growled and clenched her fists, ready to use those rather than her katana, but Velvet put a hand out to her chest to stop her while Pyrrha took care of the bully. "That's all well and good." the red haired girl said. "However, now Velvet and I know that you're going to do it, so apparently you didn't time this correctly. Not only that, but you just put Blake through a sparring session, which means she won't be at her best for the one later today."

"Right now, actually." Cardin told her nonchalantly, checking a clock across the courtyard.

"Right now then." Pyrrha adjusted smoothly. "Regardless, she won't be at her best in a sparring match now that she's exhausted."

"She still needs to participate." Cardin replied, hefting his overly large weapon and beginning to make his way toward the training grounds. "All of you need to be in good shape if you want to be on my team. We're training to become hunters, not synchronized swimmers. Let's go."

Pyrrha shook her head with a sigh before turning to her other team members. Velvet was having difficulty calming down a livid Blake and the athlete knew she needed to calm the situation before the black-haired Faunus killed their leader before the first day was over. Walking over to the pair, she laid a hand on Blake's shoulder and commanded, "Blake, you need to calm down."

Almost instantly, the ninja's frame began to relax, but a small hint of tension remained as she drew out her magnetic backpack and slipped it on. "I might have to take Nora up on that offer to break his legs." she huffed, alluding to the conversation Teams Juniper and Ruby had had that afternoon so long ago.

"I'm sure she'd be pleased, but he's our leader now and without him, we're lost." Pyrrha told her. "We only have to deal with it for six months and then you'll be back with your original leader and able to bust Cardin's legs all you want."

Blake gave a grunt in reply as they all began making their way toward the training grounds, knowing they were all in for one hell of a spar.

When they got to the training ground, Cardin had hefted his mace and was waiting for them. He nodded when they approached and began giving instructions. "Alright, it's Belladonna and Nikos against me and Bunny. We'll do partner fighting for obvious reasons. You all need to be able to coordinate with your partners in a fight and since none of us have really fought alongside each other before, sparring is the best way to begin learning the other person's moves. Bunny, choose which one of them you want to fight."

Velvet glanced to him a bit nervously before nodding her head to Pyrrha. The redheaded girl shot her partner a worried glance, knowing that this would be Blake's second time going against Cardin with only a few moments of rest. Praying that the brunette knew what she was doing, Pyrrha followed Velvet a little ways away while Blake faced Cardin.

"You think you're ready for this, Flower?" the leader snickered, getting into a fighting stance.

"Don't be stupid." Blake huffed, getting into a crouch and brandishing Gambol Shroud.

Cardin nodded and ran at her, swinging his mace as he did. Blake jumped over the easy blow and swung the flat of her sheath, narrowly missing the larger boy's head. "Sneaky." Cardin snarled, running at the brunette and swinging his mace in another attempt to get her. Blake used a shadow clone to leap backward away from the hit. She raced forward right after it in order to catch Cardin by surprise. She succeeded in getting his chest with Gambol Shroud, but the mace came up when Cardin flailed backward, knocking Gambol Shroud far out of her hand.

Biting her tongue against several profanities, Blake barely had time to bring her arms up to block the auburn boy's next attack. "Attacking someone who's weaponless with a weapon?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"It's a fight." Cardin stated.

"It's petty and low." Blake grunted, summoning sheer willpower to throw the mace off. This did nothing to stop Cardin from bringing it back, not giving her enough time to get away. Blake flipped backward, but Cardin seemed to have discovered a method for dealing with that. Whenever she would flip away, he would run after her instead of waiting to see where she would land. Blake was hard pressed to keep the mace at bay and get enough space between them to go after Gambol Shroud.

The brunette was panting heavily, her entire form already covered in sweat as she beat back the mace with her bare hands, her arms shaking every time she had to block the large weapon from smacking into her. Each hit from the overly long prongs pushed her further along the ground, causing her to dig into the dirt at her feet. Deciding to go on instinct, Blake leaped up as the mace was coming again and kicked outward, smashing her foot across the auburn boy's cheek and dazing him for a moment, long enough for her to catch some breath.

A lull in their own fight let the pair turn to survey the other half of their team. Velvet was holding a vial f dust in her hand and she seemed to be absorbing it through the strange vial, her other hand continually pointing to Pyrrha and sending any form of attack at the redhead.

Pyrrha jumped and hopped out of the way of the magical attacks and leaped forward, swinging Milo quickly. Velvet, being part rabbit, dodged the blow, bouncing upward and backward to avoid the famous athlete. Pyrrha was not deterred and continued forward, swinging her sword once more. Velvet was just landing as this was happening and only had enough time to raise her arms in defense before Milo knocked her across the ground.

Cardin observed the fight appreciatively, his gaze lingering on Pyrrha's form. Blake noticed the hunger in his eyes and felt jealousy tug at her insides, urging her to act. Blake glared at the boy opposite her, a snarl forming on her lips as she tried to think clearly through her rage. However, her thought process was interrupted by thoughts of Cardin lip-locking Pyrrha, pushing her against a wall, his hands running all over her perfect, curvy, shapely-.

With a growl, the brunette rushed, using her enhanced speed to dodge the mace's blow as she smacked her fist into the auburn boy's jaw, smashing him into a nearby tree. Not stopping there, she leaped at him, fist hitting into his chest and stomach as she let all of her fury out on him.

A fist blind-sided her from her left side and the ninja sailed backward. Landing easily on her feet, the brunette glared daggers at the team leader, holding up two fingers as she attempted to center herself in preparation for his next hit. Cardin snickered and took a running leap, soaring through the air toward her. Blake back-flipped out of the way and growled, hopping up and jumping at Cardin, nailing a punch to his jaw before his own fist counteracted. It slammed into her gut, sending her flying upward and as she was falling back toward the ground, he took aim and swing his mace, swatting her like a baseball.

Blake went flying backward from the force of the blow and landed several yards away from where she had started off. The earlier spar with Cardin still had her aura working hard and she was unable to heal the aches and pains immediately, causing her to collapse to the ground in order to recover. Cardin stalked toward her with his mace, intending to deliver a finishing blow that would knock her out. However, he was unprepared for Pyrrha to step in and slam her fist into his stomach, sending him flying just as he had done Blake, albeit not as far.

Coughing as he jumped to his feet, Cardin hefted his weapon and rushed Pyrrha, who waited for his attack to come, eyes narrowed calculatingly. When he was right upon her, the athlete lifted her sword against his blow and lashed forward with the blunt end of her sword, hitting him square in the chest. This did nothing to deter Cardin and he came at her again. Pyrrha watched the angle that he brought the mace down at and raised Akouo quickly, also at an angle. The metallic clang that followed was accompanied by the sight of the rebounded mace flying out of its owner's hands.

Cardin watched his mace fly across the field before turning burning eyes to Pyrrha. The green-eyed girl stare at him patiently and Cardin rolled his eyes, rushing her without his weapon. Pyrrha brought her shield up to block his attacks, but one in particular sent Akouo flying in a random direction. Pyrrha didn't seem fazed and put Milo at her back, signaling hand-to-hand combat.

The team leader chuckled, baring his fists and racing toward her. Pyrrha narrowed her eyes calculatingly and brought her arms up to stop each blow, matching Cardin punch for punch and kick for kick. The athlete let a smirk flitter across her lips for a moment before going on the offensive and throwing some punches of her own. Cardin, not being quite as skilled at blocking as his opponent, threw up his arms to block attacks, but Pyrrha still knew how to go for weak spots.

Spotting an opening in Cardin's barrier, Pyrrha slammed her fist into his chest, knocking him back and continuing her advance. Cardin lifted his arms to block the brunt of her attacks, but one got past and hit his stomach, knocking some of the wind out of him long enough for her fist to smash against his jaw. Another swift blow to the chin had Cardin flying through the air. He landed on his back against a tree and panted as he got back to his feet. Seeing that Pyrrha was still ready for him and barely showing signs of fatigue, he nodded and held his hands out in the shape of a T.

Pyrrha nodded and glanced to where Blake and Velvet were also sparring. The darker brunette sped forward, dodging several of Velvet's mage attacks and leaping over the smaller Faunus. Lashing out with her leg, Blake sent an expert kick to the rabbit-Faunus' head and sent her flying backward. Blake glanced to Pyrrha who shook her head once to signal for her not to continue and the ninja visibly slumped, her form showing just how exhausted she was.

"Not bad." Cardin grinned, eyeing the three females appraisingly. "Pyrrha seems to be the only one with any real battle experience. Belladonna, you need to work on your stamina more. You're worn down too easy in a fight that could last for hours. Bunny, you've got to work on actually using your body as a weapon. The two of you need work on hand-to-hand combat. Pyrrha will help me teach you that tomorrow. For now, you can hit the showers."

Turning, Cardin began limping toward the dorms, the girls watching him incredulously. Pyrrha turned to where Blake was helping Velvet to her feet and noticed the fire from earlier igniting in the darker brunette's eyes. "I can't take him head on." Blake grumbled as they began making their way back toward the dorms. "That won't stop me from smothering him with a pillow."

"Keep calm." Pyrrha ordered, laying a soothing hand on her back.

Velvet watched Blake's mood calm immediately and suppressed a giggle. The trio made their way into the dormitories to find that Cardin had already headed for the showers. Nodding to herself, Blake watched Pyrrha and Velvet gather their shower supplies before heading to the bathrooms and she sighed, shaking her head and beginning to brush through her hair. The fight had left it matted and tangled, not good condition to go into the shower with.

Just one chance to see Pyrrha in the shower, her body dripping and glistening with water...

No! I need to stay away from Pyrrha! She can't know!

To press her against the wall and make her moan as the water rained down around us.

Am I going into heat?

This thought made Blake stop for a moment, cocking her head speculatively before sighing and shaking it. No, not for another fifteen days. Growling to herself, the brunette continued getting the knots and tangles from her hair. She was just finishing the right side of her head when Cardin walked back into the room, leaning on his back leg and crossing his arms.

"Do you have some problem with showering with everyone else?" he scoffed, going over to his bed.

"Yes." Blake replied bluntly.

Obviously Cardin had been expecting some excuse because his surprise shone on his face for a few seconds before he shrugged. "There's no reason to be self-conscious. No one here can really judge you."

"You're only saying that so that you can get a peek at what I look like naked." the brunette replied dully, not turning to him.

Cardin grinned and shrugged again. "I can't help it if I might find you hot."

Blake gave a noncommittal hum and began dragging the brush through the back of her head. Cardin set about arranging the clothes he was going to wear the next day on his desk and the two were content to ignore each other. Blake finished with her hair and grabbed a book to read as she waited for Pyrrha and Velvet to return from their own showers.

Another fifteen minutes passed and the door opened to reveal a still dripping Pyrrha clad in her pajamas-a red tank top with her sigma on it in gold and red shorts with the sigma on both legs-followed by a perfectly dry Velvet, also in pajamas-a brown long-sleeved dress with yellow bunnies adorning the stomach.

Blake felt a coil tighten in her stomach at the sight of the redheaded girl and she quickly averted her gaze, remembering what had happened the last few times anyone had caught her looking at Pyrrha. Standing, she slung her towel over her shoulder and gathered her shower things in her arms, making her way out the door. Pyrrha watched her go and glanced to Velvet in confusion.

"Why does she shower so late?" the famous athlete wondered aloud.

"She didn't explain it to me when I asked." Cardin replied, leaning against the beam of his bed and crossing his arms.

"I see no reason why she would." Pyrrha quipped. "She's still upset with you for the sparring match this afternoon."

"What? She won the first, I won the second. It was fair." Pyrrha rolled her eyes, not even bothering to correct him on why it wasn't fair. Instead, she sat on her bed and began combing out her hair in preparation for the coming day. Velvet glanced at her and did the same, plopping on her bed to begin untangling her own mane. Cardin looked to them for a moment and raised an eyebrow, wondering what the deal was with girls and combing their hair.

Blake returned from her shower half an hour later, clad in her yukata. Cardin appraised her appreciatively, grinning when he received a glare for doing so. Hopping onto her bed, the dark brunette pulled out her scroll, thinking on whether or not to dial her friends. The training session had been taxing on her and she really needed to rest after something like that.

Deciding to contact them tomorrow, Blake put away her scroll beneath her pillow and glanced to the rest of her team. Velvet had already retired to bed, as had Cardin. Pyrrha was studying something on her scroll so Blake hopped down and moved to the switch.

"Do you mind?" she called to her partner.

"Not at all." Pyrrha replied, not looking up.

Blake nodded and hit the lights, climbing back up to her bunk and settling down for bed. It was about then that all of the aches and pains caught up with her and she found herself sinking quickly into sleep. With one last glance to the girl opposite her, the brunette slipped into slumber, dreading the coming day.


Any girl who knows can testify that depending on a person's hair, it really does take at LEAST ten minutes to get it even remotely presentable. I've got sew-ins in right now and it STILL takes me fifteen minutes every morning to get the curls out of it. Some GUYS might even be able to testify to this, am I right?

Also, for some of you who may ask, brushing your teeth in the shower is not uncommon. That's where Blake does it, so she didn't go into school with bad breath, alright?

And I'm a bit rusty on fighting scenes. I know this, however, it's nice to hear your thoughts on the portrayal of the fighting.

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