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AN: I AM SO LATE. My sincerest apologies, between exams and getting one shot idea, I didn't update this fic at all. Exams are almost over so I can write more so I'll be updating this fic a lot more regularly. I actually had writers block although I planned the chapter but my brain can't seem to make up its damn mind. I love you guys who reviewed, favorited and followed this fic of mine! It gives me warm tingles inside. :) And sorry for the short chapter, i can't seem to write over a certain limit. Hopefully, writing more will get rid of this annoying trait. I stuffed this chapter full of whiterose moments to make up for my absence! And who can forget, foreshadowinggggg!

Sunlight filtered through the thick curtains and cast looming shadows on the walls of the room. The occupant of said room shifted at the sudden burst of light and groaned lowly at the unwelcome intruder. Weiss felt her eyelids flutter open and winced at the brightness. Oh how she hated mornings. Rubbing her eyes lightly, she pushed herself off the bed and stepped onto the cold floor gingerly; her silky white nightgown fluttering behind her. The heiress looked up and saw Myrtenaster leaning against the side of her bed and gasped softly. The memory of the night before flashing vividly in her head.

The singing.

The sadness, loneliness and anger.

Ruby.

Weiss blushed darkly at the memory of the huntress's warm arms curled around her, the faint smell of roses and the light kiss that made her heart – no. Don't think about it Weiss! Her mind cried. The heiress felt conflicted.

She didn't know what was worse, the embarrassment of showing her body guard her vulnerable and weak side, or being coddled like an infant. Schnees' were never showed any weakness. Not to anyone, not even their own families. But…

Don't act like you didn't enjoy it.

Weiss felt her cheeks burst with warmth. Groaning, she fell back onto the bed and curled up into a ball as she tried to will the sun away.

Ruby, you dolt.

The snow whirred gently around her, the blindingly white snowflakes drifting down from the open sky. Shivering a little, Ruby snuggled into her beloved red cloak as she silently stalked through the snow covered ground as she followed the trail of fresh footprints of what seemed to be a lone Beowolf. The tracks led into the forest, and Ruby could definitely feel that something was off.

She stopped. Straining her ears to listen, she was surprised to find that her surroundings were completely silent.

Feeling the hairs on the back of her neck tingle, Ruby held the gun form of Crescent rose tightly in her hands. Fingers gripping the cold steel, her breaths became slightly calmer.

Cautious and wary of any danger, the huntress inched closer to the edge of the forest and took in the looming tree trunks and plethora of dead leaves on the ground.

Ruby frowned. Leaves? Shouldn't the leaves have been buried under the snow a long time ago? She pondered in confusion. The past few weeks she had spent in the castle was not because she was slacking, but due to the rapid changes in weather, it would be dangerous to venture too far. Furthermore, she was unfamiliar with the area surrounding the castle, and getting lost would be an utter disaster. The blizzards were horrifying, and the amount of falling snow would have long covered the dead leaves or what not on the ground.

Straining her neck, she leant forward to get a better look at the supposed 'leaves' and her vision sharpened as she willed her eyes to focus. Ruby gasped. Stomach roiling, she fell backwards onto her bottom when she realized that it was not leaves she was looking at but instead…

"Carcasses." She bit out and quickly used her gloved hand to press against her mouth as her insides lurched almost painfully. "My god." Ruby said breathlessly in shock and terror. Grimm never targeted animals. And if they did, it was extremely rare that they would choose a prey as small as something like birds. Even weirder was the fact that almost more than a dozen winter birds scattered near the edge of the forest…like the beowolves were creating a boundary line between their nest and the outside world.

Ruby knew that this was big. Grimm was supposed to be beings incapable of thought or intelligence. The fact that they had enough wits about them to create a boundary line was already a giant fucking sign that they were either becoming smarter or that something else was doing this. She hoped that her second guess was true, because this would undoubtedly create an uproar.

Grimm was already difficult to kill. There were still cases of Grimm outclassing hunters through sheer numbers. If they were truly capable of intelligent thought, it would mean that the hunters of Vale would be at risk. They would become capable of trapping or luring their enemies or prey to their deaths. Ruby cradled her head in her hands. If the Grimm really are getting smarter… She thought somberly. Then…

Humanity is fucked.

In a somber mood, Ruby trudged through the main door of the Schnee castle. Some maids in the main hall noticed her arrival, and looked ready to assist her in removing her cloak but she shot them a thankful smile before shaking her head.

Slipping out of her red cloak, Ruby noted the time on the nearby grandfather clock. Phew, looks like I'm just in time for lunch with the princess. She smiled a little to herself as she walked towards her room to put away her items first.

After a short trek, Ruby pushed her door open and entered her humble abode. Neatly placing her weapon onto the dressing table and unclipping her belt full of magazines for Crescent rose, she hung her beloved cloak inside her closet. Call her paranoid if you have to, but that cloak was one of her most prized possessions. After shutting the door, Ruby quickly changed out of her winter clothes and into a more elegant and cooler outfit.

She smiled into the mirror.

The black dress shirt hung loosely on her tall frame and over it was a dark red vest with silver trimmings. She debated for a few moments on wearing a tie, but thought it would be overkill to do so.

A pair of black pants completed the outfit and Ruby grinned at her own reflection.

She thought it would be nice to surprise Weiss, seeing that she was the one who was usually undressed whenever they ate together. The first few weeks they had spent together was brutal. She never liked wearing fancy pan-cy clothes to casual lunches or dinners while Weiss made every day look like a goddamn fashion show.

Ruby could appreciate fashion, she really could.

But wearing outfits that made Weiss looks like a goddess needed to be outlawed.

The only thing that marred the beautiful aura of the heiress was the scowl which was almost, almost permanently etched onto her face.

Shoving the thoughts on the discovery she had made today near the forest, Ruby gave her reflection a thumbs up and exited the room whistling cheerily. Lunch was always a treat at the castle. The chefs here were geniuses, and Ruby was contemplating on giving up her huntress life to move into the kitchen cabinet just to be fed delicious food three times a day, every day.

Maybe if I marry Weiss, I can command the chefs to bake me cookies. Ruby thought giddily as he skipped through the halls leading towards the dining room. The woman came to a screeching stop. What…did I just think about marrying Weiss?! She suddenly felt her cheeks burst into flames. Slapping herself lightly with her palms, Ruby tried to will her heart to calm down.

Unfortunately for the huntress, she was too knee deep into her thoughts that she failed to realize the clicking of heels coming closer and closer, until…

"Ruby? What are you doing?"

Weiss asked in amusement. She had heard some light slapping noises upon approaching the dining room, only to find that it was only Ruby…slapping herself? What on god's green earth was she doing?

Ruby nearly fell over in shock, before turning around to come face to face with the heiress herself. Even worse, the blush on her cheeks had yet to fade. "H-Hi Weiss!" She shouted, causing herself to wince. "Hehe, sorry. I didn't see you there." She said embarrassedly and took several (many) steps back before purposely looking elsewhere. Weiss sighed. This woman was truly an enigma. Maybe it was just the lack of social interactions or maybe it was the fact that Ruby could seriously make her question her sanity.

The heiress shook her head and led her gaze trail over the huntress's form. The change in dressing was not lost on her, and she had to admit that Ruby looked stunning. Being a huntress was a very demanding job, and it was obvious that Ruby had to stay in relative shape to keep up with the demands of her job.

Weiss could see that her arms were very toned and fit and was appreciating how well her black pants clung to her muscular arms.

Despite having a vocabulary which could put scholars to shame, only one word came to mind when she took in Ruby's attractively clothed form.

'Hot.'

Weiss didn't notice that her eyes had glazed over and that her throat was now dry. She swallowed.

"It must be criminal to look that good in those pants." The heiress muttered under her breath as her cheeks flushed bright red. Looking down at her own state of dress, Weiss was thankful for her instilled trait of always looking at her best, if not; she would have currently felt severely underdressed.

The dress she was wearing fluttered lightly whenever she moved; the sheer whiteness of it seemed almost able to mesmerize those who looked at it. Silver trimming lined the bottom and the edges of the dress, giving it an unearthly ethereal glow whenever the light hit it at just the right angle.

Ruby seemed to snap out of her self-induced crazy and admired her dress with doe-like eyes. "Wow, Weiss. You look really pretty." She complimented honestly, her eyes captivated like the silver sparkle of the dress. Weiss blushed darker, and folded her arms almost as if she was uncomfortable under Ruby's gaze. "T-Thank you Ruby." She managed to say almost without stuttering. Catching herself, the heiress berated herself and spoke again.

"You look great too. Very handsome." Weiss teased.

"H-Handsome?" Ruby looked confused for a second before smiling.

"Er, well thanks!" She answered.

The conversation trailed off into an awkward silence, and left both women shuffling uncomfortably in their spots.

Ruby wanted to talk about something –anything– but after the events of last night, she couldn't find it in her to just babble on. Unless it was teasing or making Weiss mad, they had very little topics for conversation, she noted to herself. Ruby wanted to roll her eyes at the irony and jump off the cliff at the same time.

Thankfully for both of them, one of the butlers pushed opened the door noisily and jumped when he saw them just standing there.

He quickly escorted them in, Ruby first then Weiss. The huntress stiffly walked into the dining room, drawing several rather heated stares from the female staff there. Meanwhile, Weiss was having another problem.

Her eyes had somehow, descended from eye level to somewhere more…appealing.

As Weiss ogled Ruby's butt, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

'This is going to be a long, long lunch.'