Author's Note: Didn't think I'd ever add on to this but wouldn't you know it miracles do happen.
"Remind me again why we're here," Yang groaned, her attention focused on her scroll and not on her wealthy teammate. The Haven fairgrounds were bustling with activity, and the pair sat at one of the outdoor cafes, enjoying the pleasant day.
"Because I refuse to let you be the only us at the dance without a date," Weiss said, taking a sip of her coffee. "Ren and Nora are going together, obviously, and you know Sun is going to ask Blake. Even Ruby and Jaune are going together as friends!" she argued. Yang groaned at the reminder. Her initial plan had been to ask Jaune herself, since neither of them would be able to go with the person they wanted anyway. Unfortunately, her sister had unintentionally beaten her to the punch.
"You don't have a date either," Yang pointed out, not raising her eyes from her scroll.
"I was going to ask Neptune tonight, thank you very much," Weiss said smugly. Yang looked up at her to speak, but Weiss continued before she could. "He already knows that I know he can't dance, so he doesn't have a reason to say no this time," she said, countering Yang's argument before she could even make it, both irritating the blonde and making her proud of her teammate. Weiss's smugness grew when Yang offered no response. She placed her coffee cup down and she clapped her hands together. "Now let's find you a date."
"Good luck with that," Yang muttered as she turned her attention back to her scroll. Weiss frowned, irritated by her teammate's lack of faith.
"Are you doubting my ability?" she asked.
"Yep," Yang answered cheerfully, popping the p with a smirk. Weiss sent her a quick glare before turning to her task. Her eyes wandered around the fairgrounds before settling on a tall, well-muscled guy passing through.
"What about this guy?" Weiss asked, certain she was off to a great start.
"Not my type," Yang said, not even looking up from her scroll.
"You didn't even look at him!" Weiss complained, her glare getting Yang to sigh and look to the guy that had gotten her attention. Yang smirked.
"Nope, still not my type. Besides, didn't I punch him in the face during the Vytal Festival?" she asked, recognizing the guy as one the team ABRN members. Bo-something. Bowin? Bolin?
"Which would be a great way to introduce yourself," Weiss argued. Yang gave her an odd look.
"Hey, I kicked your ass during the Vytal Festival want to go out sometime?" she asked pointing out how ridiculous that sounded. Weiss's glare grew stronger.
"Or you could bond over each other's fighting skills, or the fact that both of you fought to defend Beacon," she countered, growing softer on the second part.
"Still not my type." Weiss sighed, deciding to move on to a different suggestion.
"What about this one?" she asked, pointing out a shorter, more lean student this time. She didn't recognize him from the tournament, so that was also a plus. Yang actually humored her this time and spared a quick glance, only to immediately go back to her scroll.
"Nope."
"You could at least tell me what you're looking for," Weiss pointed out, stunned by how badly this was already going. Yang smiled.
"Aw, what's the fun in that?" she teased, laughing when Weiss huffed at her. They continued like this for another ten minutes, Weiss suggesting guys and Yang shooting them down before Yang finally had pity for the girl.
"Look Weiss, I really appreciate the effort, but you're not gonna find someone I'm interested in," she said, putting her scroll away. "And even if you did, I'm not exactly the kind of person a Haven student is going to want to go to the dance with," she admitted.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Weiss asked, finding her statement to be preposterous. Yang sighed.
"We may know that what happened with Mercury was a trick, but they don't. All they saw was me breaking a defenseless student's leg," she said. She'd grown used to the stares and glares she'd gotten since arriving in Mistral, but she'd be lying if she said they hadn't bothered her.
"Oh," Weiss said, realizing her mistake. So much happened after Yang's fight with Mercury that she'd barely thought about it in the months since. "I'm sorry." Yang shook her head and smiled.
"Don't be. Besides, this has been kind of fun. It's been nice to just hang out with a friend," she said, placing a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder. Weiss smiled.
"If that's the case, I'm sure you won't mind if I suggest one more person before we leave," Weiss said, determined to not let this end in complete failure.
"Go right ahead," Yang said. Weiss busied herself, taking a long hard look around the fairgrounds. She needed to find someone different, someone that Yang might be interested in. Her eyes passed over several guys she had suggested earlier when a thought occurred to her. She turned her attention to the noodle shop not far from their location.
"What about over by the noodle shop?" she suggested innocently. Yang's eyes followed her suggestion and she frowned, unimpressed.
"You definitely suggested him already," she said, recognizing him as the team ABRN member from earlier.
"Not him, the one with the green hair," Weiss corrected, watching Yang carefully. Yang's eyes shifted focus with the new information, freezing when she saw who Weiss meant. The target was also a member of team ABRN, but that wasn't what caught Yang's attention.
"Her?" Yang asked, not quite believing what Weiss was suggesting.
"Do you see anyone else with green hair?" she asked rhetorically, before going on to explain herself. "You didn't seem interested in any of the guys, so I thought I would try something different," she admitted, the pair settling into a brief silence. "I haven't heard you say no yet," Weiss noted, her tone neutral.
"She's cute," Yang admitted, fighting off a blush. Weiss's eyes widened as she took in the blonde's words.
"I told you I would find someone you liked," she said, her voice smug as she quickly recovered. "Now that I think about it, it should have been obvious," Weiss realized after a moment, replaying her memories of Yang over and over again.
"Oh?"
"You aren't exactly subtle, Yang," she said with a playful roll of the eyes. "I always thought you were just teasing, but wow I can't even count the number of times you flirted with Bla-" Weiss froze, realizing what she was saying. Suddenly, it all made sense. The flirting, the Fall of Beacon, Yang's strange revelation that she's been in love… "You're in love with her," she breathed, thinking out loud.
"Yeah," Yang admitted with a sigh.
"Then what are you doing here with me? You need to go ask her to the dance!" Weiss exclaimed, making up her mind on the matter.
"It's not that simple," Yang argued. Weiss moved to speak but Yang continued. "She has Sun, remember?"
"But this changes everything, you-"
"No, it doesn't. She likes him, he likes her, end of story," Yang said, a sad certainty in her voice.
"Bullshit." The language from Weiss catches the brawler off guard. "Sure, he might be asking her to the dance but that doesn't mean you can't!"
"I don't want to get-"
"Yang," Weiss called softly, trying to stop the girl from making any more excuses. "She can't choose you if she doesn't even know that you're an option."
"She likes guys remember? Kind of hard to be an option when I don't meet her basic criteria," Yang said with a bitter laugh.
"You can like guys and girls you know," Weiss pointed out, rolling her eyes. "And before you say she isn't in to girls, remember that I had no idea you were before today, and Blake's a lot more subtle than you are. If you tell her, the worst case scenario is she says isn't interested and you can move on."
"Or I could completely ruin our friendship and our team dynamic."
"Or she might also been in love with you! The point is you'll never know if you don't confess!" Weiss argued, growing frustrated with her teammate's stubbornness.
"Hey guys! Everything all right?" A familiar voice called. The pair looked up to see Jaune, Nora, and Ren heading towards them.
"Just fine," Yang said, easily plastering a smile on her face. Weiss observed the quick change and sighed. "I'm gonna head out. See you guys later!" she said, waving as she left the group behind.
"What was that about?" Jaune asked, raising an eyebrow.
"She's pulling a Pyrrha, isn't she?" Nora asked with an unusually serious tone, the only one of the three to catch the tail end of the conversation. Weiss pulled out her scroll and dialed Ruby's number, waiting patiently for her leader to answer.
"Not if I can help it."
Author's note: I will hopefully add on to this, especially since this ended in a way that isn't exactly conclusive. I'll try not to take 4 months this time.