AN: Here's CH 11, I hope you enjoy!
The room was quiet, the only sounds emanating from the: ticking of clocks, the ruffling of curtains, and the soft even-breathing of the room's sole occupant. The lights were off, making the early morning sunlight coming from the window the only form of illumination.
It was perfect, just perfect.
Blake sighed happily as she took a sip of her tea; the warm liquid was soothing as it flowed down her throat. She carefully placed the small cup back on its saucer that rested on the coffee table directly before her. Hands now freed she picked up the book that lay beside her on the couch, easily opening the small paperback to her current place within the confines of its story.
She was curled up on the couch, the sun's gentle morning rays warming her from where they filtered in from the window. She had a piping hot cup of her favorite blend of tea and the book that she had been reading for the better part of two months.
Though I suppose I lost a couple of weeks with the coma…
She quickly shook the thought away. Determined not to waste the best chance she had to catch up on her reading since the mission with Ruby. Her eyes checked the clock that hung on the adjacent wall, 8:25 that should give me a couple of hours.
Two hours of uninterrupted reading.
Perfect.
Settling further into the cushions of the couch she began to read, allowing herself to get lost in the world that the author had painstakingly created.
The book was a mystery, a bit of a divergence from her normal romance novel. That didn't stop the book loving Faunus from falling in love with it though. No, she found the tiny novel to be refreshing; despite its mysterious nature it was fairly lighthearted. There was no angst, heartache, or despair to be found within the pages of this tale.
And after yesterday, that suited Blake just fine.
To say that the team's visit to Beacon had left them all strung out would have been an understatement. Blake was certain that she could, on one hand, count the number of words that they had exchanged on the flight back to Vale. They had just been too tired, both physically and emotionally for anything else. Yang had even fallen asleep within ten-minutes of their leaving.
A small blush worked its way up Blake's cheeks as she recalled the events of the previous evening.
Yang had been so utterly exhausted from the use of her Semblance that all of their attempts at waking the blonde once they had reached Vale had proven futile. This had resulted in the Faunus having to carry her girlfriend, bridal-style, to the car and up to her bed once they had arrived back at the house. Luckily enough for her, Yang had remained asleep throughout it all. She could only imagine what sort of lame joke Yang would have come up with had she awakened.
After depositing Yang safely into her own bed Blake had made a bee-line for hers, finding that Ruby and Weiss's own door was already closed, a sign that they too were turning-in for the night. Reaching her own bed she hadn't even bothered to change out of her clothes, instead deciding to just face-plant into her pillow.
Sleep claimed her within minutes.
Fast-forward several hours and Blake found herself being awakened by the delightful smell of Weiss's cooking. Forcing herself to get up and off of her bed Blake had quickly stripped and showered. Once she was out and dried off she pulled her dark hair into a lopsided-bun and quickly dressed. Clothed in one of her favorite baggy t-shirts and sweatpants, far preferring the comfort the clothes provided over her standard attire, she made her way down to the kitchen, where she found Ruby and Weiss still clad in their pajama's, sitting around the island-table eating.
The kitchen could be described in one word: functional. The room was setup in the shape of an U, with a row of granite-countertops and stained wood-cabinets lining either wall. A small island-counter rested in-between, serving as part food preparation space, part table. It held all of the standard amenities that one would expect on one side; a stainless-steel refrigerator, oven and stove combo, a dishwater. While on the other small appliances were lined across the smooth surface of the countertop.
Throwing out a quick, "Good morning," the Faunus helped herself to some breakfast. She quickly filled a plate with eggs and toast, before grabbing a glass of water and sitting at the table opposite a still very sleepy looking Ruby. The girl could barely keep her eyes open, Blake noted.
They ate in companionable silence. Blake was only half-way through her first slice of toast when Weiss stood and headed towards the dishwasher with her plate. Placing her dishes within the machine she closed the door and turned around, ice-blue eyes instantly seeking out her partner. "Ruby once you're done go get showered and changed, we need to leave soon."
"Wha…?" Ruby turned her head towards her girlfriend, sleepy brows furrowed slightly in question.
Blake smiled at the sight, neither of the sisters were what could be considered: morning people.
"We have a potential job offer and we have to go meet with the client, remember?" Weiss's tone was one of tired exasperation; leaving Blake with no doubt that she had reminded Ruby of this the previous night.
"Oh, that." Ruby checked her scroll briefly, before turning back to Weiss. "It's only seven-thirty though; I thought that meeting was at nine?"
"It is, but it takes an hour to get there." Weiss said, leaning against the kitchen counter slightly. "So we need to leave soon so that we can get there early."
"Okay, okay," Ruby said as she got up, quickly finishing the last of her breakfast. "I'll go get ready."
The red themed girl padded over to Weiss, placing her plate down next to her girlfriend. Blake smirked at the pink-hinge that tinted Weiss's cheeks as Ruby stole a quick kiss before leaving the room in a flurry of red-rose petals.
Silence reigned again for several moments before Weiss sighed.
"I suppose I should go get ready myself," She kicked off from where she had been leaning against the counter, eyes turning to focus on Blake. "I'd offer you to come, but I figured you'd want to be here when the oaf wakes up."
"She has a name you know."
"Oh, I know. So do I though, and that doesn't stop her from calling me 'princess' all the time."
Blake smiled, "You're right, it doesn't."
The two shared a knowing look, before Weiss turned to leave. "We should be back by lunch, if Yang wakes up before then let her know that her breakfast is in the oven."
"I will," Blake called out softly to Weiss's retreating back.
Not long after that Ruby and Weiss had left, leaving Blake and a still comatose Yang alone in the house.
Knowing that her partner could and would probably sleep for several more hours Blake had decided to be productive with her morning. She started by starting up the dishwater and throwing her dirty clothes into the washing machine. And after spending the next hour on various other forms of house work the Faunus decided that now would be as good a time as any to catch up on her reading.
Blake hummed as she turned a page in her book, her feline ears flicking in contentment. It was nice, finally having the time to read. It was something she had missed.
"Blake?" Yang's sleep-ridden voice carried down from the top of the stairs.
And just like that it's over.
She sighed as she marked her place within the book, placing it down beside her now cold tea. "I'm in the living room, Yang." She called out just loud enough for the blonde to hear. The sound of someone descending the stairs soon filled her ears.
Blake's eyes flitted up to the clock that resided on the wall, 9:40…I guess it's been longer than I thought. It wasn't unheard of for the Faunus to lose track of the world around her as she read. Still I thought she would have slept longer.
Her thoughts were cut short as Yang turned the corner, her mouth open in a yawn that would put an Ursa's to shame. Her long blonde hair was unkempt in the worst case of bedhead that Blake had ever seen. Her clothes too were a mess; the tight yellow tank-top that she wore was wrinkled, with one of the straps hanging haphazardly off her shoulder. Her customary short-shorts also seemed to have ridden even further up her toned thighs, if that were even possible.
All in all, Yang resembled that of a baby bear that had just awoken from a long winter's hibernation. In a word: cute.
"Good morning," Blake had to fight to keep her tone even as Yang scratched her back against the frame of the entryway, further resembling the woodland creature that Blake had just compared her to in her head.
"Mornin'," Yang replied around another yawn, "How long was I out for?"
Blake's eyes turned back to the clock, number's crunching in her head. She shrugged, "Eight-teen hours, give or take."
Yang nodded, looking around. "Where are Rubes and Weiss?"
"They went to meet with someone about a job."
Yang snorted, "I swear that girl can't keep from working."
Blake was about to make a retort when the unmistakable sound of a stomach growling pierced the air. Yang's face turned red so quickly that Blake was sure that if she had blinked she would have missed it.
Yang, despite her tomato red face, did her best to play it off. "I…I uh, don't suppose she left any…"
"It's in the oven." Blake answered the question, unable to hold back the slight smirk that tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"Alright, thanks." Yang said, her face returning somewhat to its normal coloring. Without saying another word the blonde turned and left, leaving Blake alone on the couch.
Blake's eyes closely followed Yang as she left in search of the promised food. Part of her wanted to follow her, if for nothing else to just be with and around Yang. But, she was comfortable with her position on the couch's soft cushions…
"Damn, princess!"
Hearing Yang's excited and energetic exclamation was enough to get the Faunus up and headed towards the kitchen. Her curiosity at what had caused the blonde's reaction completely overpowering her desire to continue lounging, despite how comfy she had been. Once she was in the kitchen it didn't take her long to find the source of Yang's jubilation.
Spread out along the granite surface of the island-countertop were three plates that were completely overflowing in food. One held a heaping serving of steak and eggs, another was loaded down with French toast, and the last was laden with enough biscuits to sink a ship. All in all it was a smorgasbord of breakfast-food.
And they're all Yangs favorites. Blake thought as Yang closed the over door and turned around, a mile-wide smile on her face.
"Oh, hey Blake," She quickly indicated the food lain out before her with a wave of her hand. "Look at what the princess prepared for little ole me!"
Yang's excitement and sunny-smile were contagious, easily infecting the Faunus with a smile all her own. She had always loved seeing Yang happy and at the moment, Yang was most certainly happy.
"I can see it," her eyes scanned over the food again, her mouth-watering slightly at the sight. She had to admit, Weiss really had went above and beyond for Yang.
She must have woken up way earlier than normal to do all of this. She realized, as Yang noisily pulled a fork and knife from the kitchen drawer. The blonde wasted no time in diving right in, spearing a large bit of steak and egg and shoveling them into her waiting mouth.
"Oh dust," Yang moaned, mouth still full of food. "She used her special seasoning…I think I'm in love."
Blake crossed her arms over her chest, feigning jealously. "Should I be worried?" Okay, maybe she wasn't completely faking it.
Yang froze mouth agape, a forkful of food just inches away from her face. She lowered her fork, playfulness gleaming dangerously in her eyes.
Blake felt a flutter in her stomach, she knew all too well what that look meant.
Oh no…
Yang stood, food seemingly forgotten as she moved around the island. Blake tried to back away, only to have her backside collide with the solid surface of the countertop. Yang was on her in an instant, using Blake's fumble against the counter to her advantage the blonde locked her in place.
Blake's eyes darted left and then right in search of a way out, but all they could see were Yang's powerful arms impeding her path.
"Blake, look at me." The low sultry sound of Yang's voice sent a shiver straight down Blake's spine; she kept her eyes down though. She knew what Yang was…
"Please?"
Blake slammed her eyes shut as her stomach did a flip, three…two…one… angling her head up towards the taller girl she slowly opened her eyes.
She immediately regretted it.
Yang's eyes were wide and shinning with a mirth that was as dangerous as it was playful. Her pulse quickened as Yang's face split into a sickeningly-sweet smile.
"That's a good girl," If Yang kept talking like that, Blake would make her pay. Yang leaned closer, her voice dipping sinfully lower. "I couldn't help but notice that you seemed just a little bit jealous a moment ago. And while I find it cute that you would get jealous over me, it's really, really silly. Do you know why?"
Yang's whole body was pressed against Blake at this point, her face only scant inches from her own. Blake could feel herself flush as her heart threatened to explode out from her chest.
"I…I don't- I don't, know." She stammered, her voice rebelling against her in the face of Yang's proximity. The blonde's warmth doing absolutely nothing to help her quickly overheating body.
Yang smirked, closing the remaining distance between them. "This is why."
Blake's eyes slid shut as Yang connected their mouths. It was a chaste kiss, with neither of them putting in any attempt to deepen it, but its message was clear. It was Yang's own way of telling Blake that she had absolutely nothing to worry about, at the same time it served to show the Faunus just how much Yang cared for her, and that caused her heart to beat and swell like never before.
Blake finally knew what it felt like to love and to be loved. It was a feeling that she never wanted to lose.
All too soon though, Yang pulled away, breaking the Faunus's trance like state. Blake opened her eyes, her vision instantly locking with her partners.
"So, do you think you should be worried?" Yang's eyes were still half concealed by her eyelids, but Blake could easily see all of the adoration and love that swam within those lilac pools and it was all directed at her.
She cleared her throat, but even then her voice was still breathier than she would have liked, the effects of the kiss still lingering. "You do realize that I was only joking about that right?"
"Oh, I know. I've just been dying to kiss you since I saw you curled-up like a kitten on the couch."
The smirk on Yang's face was infuriating but it was clear that the blonde was happy, and Blake-at the moment- wouldn't trade that for the world.
Plus she isn't the only one who can tease…an idea formed in her mind.
"So you used all of this as an excuse to kiss me, is that it?"
Yang nodded, still holding Blake in place against the counter. "Guilty as charged."
Blake bit the inside of her lip to prevent her own smirk from forming; she almost had Yang exactly where she wanted her.
"So, just so that I understand this correctly, you're saying that you need an excuse in order to kiss me. Is that right?"
The smirk left Yang's face almost immediately, "That's not…"
"Oh, but it is." Blake cut Yang off mid phrase, leaning up towards the blonde's face. "It might not be what you said, but it's what you implied. You have to have an excuse to kiss me."
"I do not." Yang's expression hardened as she spoke, Blake's verbal poking obviously getting to her.
Gotcha.
She leaned closer, using the tips of her toes to put her on eye level with her partner. Their lips were so close, but Blake, with a godly amount of self-restraint-managed to hold herself back. She could feel Yang's body trembling against her.
"Prove it."
Blake couldn't hold the smirk back any longer as Yang surged forward; connecting their lips in a kiss that was far more heated than the one they had just shared. Lips and tongues battled for supremacy as Yang forcefully shoved Blake back against the counter. Blake's hands immediately sought purchase on Yang's hips, the Faunus using the grip to pull her girlfriend even closer. The action caused Yang to moan into the kiss, the sound was music to both sets of Blake's ears.
Blake felt Yang shift her weight slightly, as the blonde's hands left the countertop to come up and cup the brunette's cheek. She winced as soon as Yang's hands came into contact with her face, a small jolt of pain coursing through her from her bruise.
"Oh my god I'm sorry!" Yang instantly pulled away, a look of sheer terror written across her soft features. "I didn't mean to! Are you alright?"
Yang blurted the sentences out so quickly that it took Blake a moment to recognize the question, once she did though she nodded, "I'm fine."
"Are you sure? Maybe I should…"
Yang turned to move away but was stopped as Blake reached her hands up and took ahold of her face, forcing the blonde girl to look her in the eye.
"Yang, I am fine." Blake stated the words forcefully, the pain having already subsided. She continued, her voice softer than before. "It's alright, okay?"
She kept their gazes locked; Yang's voice was a feeble whisper as she replied.
"If you say so…"
Yang's words said one thing, but the torment in her voice told Blake another.
"You know this isn't the first bruise that I've had, right?" She asked, trying her best to assure her partner that she was in fact fine. Yes it was still tender, and yes the contact had hurt but it wasn't anything that she couldn't handle. She's seen me hurt worse than this before, so why is this bothering her so much?
Yang's eyes glistened as they bore into Blake's own, "It's the first from me…" The words were spoken at a volume that couldn't even be considered a whisper, but given their proximity, Yang would have to not talk at all for Blake's feline ears to not pick it up.
So that's it, Blake blinked in realization. She blames herself… She hesitated for less than a second before she pulled Yang to her in a tight embrace. Her hands rubbed slowly up and down Yang's back as she cooed reassuringly into her ear.
"Yang, no. It's not…" She faltered, unsure of what words to use. Lot of good all of those romance novels have done. She kicked the thought away, "It's not your fault, I don't blame you."
Yang shook her head, her hands coming up to lightly wrap around Blake. "You should though; you have every right to…"
"But I don't," Blake cut her off, determined to not allow her partner to wallow in her self-pity over what had happened. She pulled away slightly, hands coming up to gently cup the blonde's face forcing her eyes to meet her own. "And I want you to stop beating yourself up over it, okay? Can you do that?"
Silence.
"Please, Yang?"
Yang gave a halfhearted nod, that wasn't good enough.
"I want you to say it." Blake knew that she was pushing it, but Yang needed to get over this. The sooner that she did, the sooner that they could move on, the sooner things can go back to normal.
Yang looked at her, as if pleading for a way out. Blake however, refused to budge. This was happening and it was happening now.
"Please."
Yang sighed, her head hanging low. "Fine…I'll-I'll try." The words were whispered but they were sincere.
"Thank you," Blake sighed, relief coursing through her. It might not have been the exact answer that she had wanted but if she knew Yang, and she certainly did, if the brawler set her mind to something she would eventually succeed. "Now, let's the both of us relax while you finish eating. Knowing how your Semblance works you'll need to eat all of what Weiss prepared you to get back to full strength."
Blake did her best to sound jovial in an attempt to hopefully snap the mood back to a happier more lighthearted one. She hoped it didn't come off as forced.
"Yeah," Her efforts were slightly rewarded as Yang laughed. "You're probably right."
Blake couldn't hold back the smile that split her face at her partner's laughter, her heart warming up at the sound.
"Come on then, let's sit so you can eat!"
The streets were surprisingly crowded for a Thursday afternoon in Vale, at least, that's what Weiss thought as she and Ruby exited the small café that they had met with the client at. The heiress used her hand to shield her eyes as the bright summer sun momentarily blinded her.
"I hate summer," Weiss mumbled the words to herself as she and her girlfriend entered into the flow of people who were walking down the sidewalk. Some rushed along while most others were strolling at a leisurely pace as they enjoyed the weather, that even Weiss with her distaste of the season had to admit was nice.
The duo wordlessly turned down one of Vale's many side roads, effectively removing themselves from the river of people that continued to flow endlessly behind them. They matched each other's pace perfectly, years of being by the others side having taught them just exactly how the other moved, it was like a dance between them. Weiss pulled her scroll out of her blazer's inner pocket; her fingers were nimble as they danced across the touchscreen, opening the document she had created to take down the particulars of the mission that they had just met about.
The client was a local man, a wheat farmer who worked and lived just on the outskirts of Vale. Apparently his farm had had a recent run in with a small pack of Boarbatusk's, four by his count, and he wanted them gone.
Weiss narrowed her eyes as she continued to glance over her notes, her eyes never left the screen, trusting that Ruby would prevent her from colliding with anyone or anything as they walked along.
It all seems pretty straight forward and he seemed like an honest enough person…
"What do you think, Ruby?" Weiss asked, turning her eyes away from her scroll and to the woman that walked at her side. Ruby didn't answer her though, no, instead Ruby just continued walking. Face contorted in a look of deep seeded thought. "Hello, Remnant to Ruby?"
Still no response.
Weiss stopped, indignation coursing through her at being ignored not once but twice. She stamped her foot down, the heel of her shoe making a sharp clicking noise against the well-worn pavement. "Ruby Rose!"
"Huh…what?" Ruby stopped and turned around, her face a mixture of shock and flustered. Her silver eyes widened in surprise, "Weiss, why are you back there?"
"I'm back here because I stopped walking once I realized that you were ignoring me you dolt!"
"I wasn't ignoring you!"
"Yes you were!" Weiss took a half-step forward, annoyance thick in her voice. "I tried to get your attention twice and both times you ignored me! So, you're going to tell me what's going on in that dolty little head of yours that you couldn't answer me!?"
Weiss was directly in front of Ruby now; their faces were so close together that the tips of their noses almost touched. Ruby's eyes were still as wide as they were before but now there was a level of frantic urgency to them, like she was a child who had gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar, Weiss mentally high-fived herself for that particular comparison.
"I…uh…"
"I'm waiting."
"I was…daydreaming?"
Weiss felt her eye twitch, she sighed, "You can't answer a question with another question…"
"I mean, I was daydreaming!"
Weiss pinched the bridge of her nose, this girl… She looked back up, finding Ruby watching her with a small pout on her face. It was unfair the level of control that that pout held over her. Weiss sighed again, "You're lucky I love you."
Ruby's face instantly brightened, her good arm rushing forward to pull Weiss to her in a loose hug. The familiar scent of roses assaulted her senses, "I'm sorry, Weiss. I didn't mean to ignore you." Ruby pulled away, silver eyes locking onto Weiss's face. "So, what did you ask?"
"Just what you thought about the meeting," Weiss pulled herself the rest of the way out of Ruby's embrace, straightening her blazer as she did so. She looked back to Ruby, "Well?"
"Oh, I…uh," Ruby scratched the back of her head, "It sounds reasonable enough…"
"I'm sensing a, 'but,' in there."
Ruby nodded, "Are we sure that we want to take on another mission right now? I mean, we've barely even touched the money we got from O-…the last one, and even if we run that dry we still have your trust fund."
Weiss's eyes narrowed at her girlfriend, "Ruby, we've talked about this. My trust fund is for emergencies only. Not for living expenses, which may I remind you in Vale, can be quite high."
Weiss's trust fund had quite possibly been the hardest topic of discussion for the four women when they had all sat down to discuss their venture together as a team. They had all agreed that it wasn't something they should use frivolously, but it would be illogical to just let it go to waste. So after what was an hour long debate, they finally reached a decision. They would use her trust fund, but only in the case of an emergency. Like paying for two unexpected and costly trips to Vale General Hospital…
"I know, I know," Ruby held her good hand up defensively, "But hear me out, the house is paid for, when we moved in you had it stocked with enough food to last the four of us for a month, and you went ahead and paid for the first month of bills up front."
"So, what's your point?" Weiss asked as she noticed people walking down the sidewalk towards them; she started walking again Ruby following like a faithful puppy as she answered.
"My point is this; we aren't in a bad spot financially at the moment, but we are in a bit of a bind in terms of our health. I'm still out of commission, and even with my Aura I'll still be out of action for at least another couple of weeks.
"And while she isn't showing it I'm pretty sure Blake's ribs are still bothering her. So the only two people who are currently viable for a mission would be you and Yang…" Ruby trailed off.
"And if we get hurt we could really be in a bad position." Weiss finished Ruby's sentence with ease. Weiss turned her head towards Ruby, "So you think we should wait until you and Blake are back at 100% before we take on another job?"
Ruby stared ahead, her head bouncing left and right as she hummed to herself, Weiss bit back a smile at seeing what she had dubbed; 'Ruby's thinking face.' "No, just Blake, honestly I don't think it'd be a bad idea to try and keep it to where there are three of us healthy at any given time before taking on missions. Especially considering what we know is out there now."
Ruby met Weiss's gaze then, "What do you think?"
Weiss turned her eyes straight ahead as she mulled over what Ruby had just said. She had to admit, Ruby did have some rather solid points. Money wasn't a real concern for the team at the moment so much so as their physical and in some cases emotional health was. The last couple of weeks had been hard on all of them. Plus, Ruby was right, given what they had learned about the Omega's yesterday it might not hurt for them to air on the side of caution.
Maybe taking the time to heal up wouldn't be such a bad idea…
She looked at Ruby out of the corner of her eye, a small suspicion growing in her mind. "You've put a lot of thought into this, haven't you?"
"Yup!" Ruby's youthful exuberance and mile-wide smile were normally enough to force even Weiss to smile. But, they still had an important decision to make so the business heiress subdued her twitching lips.
"So, you think we should decline the offer?" Weiss asked the question that the conversation had been leading to, hating that the question squashed the smile in Ruby's eyes. She didn't appear unhappy, but she wasn't as happy as she was a moment ago, that much was clear.
"I'd love to help him, but I think we should pass." Even Ruby's voice had died off somewhat.
Weiss reached her arm out, hand gently squeezing Ruby's shoulder in support. "Alright, I'll message him our decision once we get back home."
"Hopefully he can find someone to help him," Ruby's eyes were down, what little bit of her eyes that Weiss could see were full of guilt.
Weiss could feel her own mood sour upon seeing Ruby's bleak outlook. If she were being honest with herself she should have seen this coming, and she was sure that at least some small part of her did. Ruby lived to help people, always had, it had been that selflessness that had drawn the heiress to the younger girl in the first place. It was that same selflessness that was now causing Ruby grief, even though it had been her own idea.
Though, I guess that might actually be making it worse. Weiss realized, as they continued to walk, now turning onto a more crowded section of walkway. The heiress racked her brain, trying to come up with an idea that would pull her girlfriend out of her self-imposed sulking.
Looking down the street, she strained to try and see over the tops of the people's heads that were in front of her. She cursed her inherent shortness. Despite her handicapped she persevered, however, seeing the perfect thing just a block down from where they currently where. She glanced at Ruby out of the corner of her eye curious as to if the girl at her side had seen what they were quickly approaching. Ruby still walked with her head down, her bangs falling down into her eyes.
Weiss bit back a smile, she hasn't seen it yet! "Hey Ruby?"
Ruby quietly hummed in recognition, but she still didn't look up. Instead she kept her eyes hidden behind the small curtain of her hair.
Weiss took that as her cue to continue. "What do you say that we stop at this bakery up ahead and grab some treats for everyone?"
Ruby stopped, causing Weiss to halt in her advance as well. Ruby brought her head up, a small smile on her lips. "Weiss, you know you don't have to do that."
"Do what?" She feigned ignorance, hoping that Ruby hadn't completely seen through her attempt to…
"Cheer me up."
Little dolt…
Weiss huffed, her arms crossing over her chest. "Is it wrong that I want to see you happy rather than sad?"
"No, it's not," Ruby replied as she dodged out of the way of a biker who was riding along the sidewalk. "It's just that this is one of those things that I just have to ride out, you know? Like when you would pout whenever you used to get a B on a paper or test and there was nothing that I could do to cheer you up."
Weiss brought her hand up, her index finger poking Ruby square in the chest with pinpoint accuracy born of countless practice. She narrowed her eyes up at the taller girl, "I. Did. Not. Pout!" She emphasized each word with a poke, each one getting harder as she went along.
Ruby laughed, her good hand coming up to grab Weiss's hand and pull it away from her chest. "Yes, you did and it was adorable!"
Weiss wanted nothing more than to tear that fiendish smile right off of her girlfriends face. Wait… it clicked in her head, Ruby's smiling! Something else occurred to the heiress then, ...she played me!
"You dolt!" Weiss jerked her hand away and wheeled around, determined to put as much space between her and her smiling fiend of a girlfriend as quickly as possible.
"Weiss, wait!" She could hear Ruby laughing as the girl called out to her.
Weiss paid it no mind though, instead choosing to keep her face directly ahead, hiding the minute smirk that tugged on her lips.
Blake sighed in what could only be called complete and utter contentment. She had been wrong earlier when she had called her time reading alone perfect, it hadn't been. What was happening now though, was truly perfect by every definition of the word.
After their emotional discussion in the kitchen the black and yellow pair had sat down and enjoyed each other's silent company as Yang gorged herself on the breakfast Weiss had prepared for her. Once the blonde had finished the pair had made their way back to the living room, preferring the soft comfort of the couch over the hardwood chairs of the island-table.
Reaching their desired destination Blake had sat down first, eagerly picking up her book as Yang seated herself next to her, leaning her head against Blake's shoulder. They stayed like that for a while, until Yang started to shift.
"Yang," Blake watched her partner with a curious eye as Yang scooted slightly away from her, her legs coming up to extend down towards the other end of the couch. "What are you doing?"
"You'll see," Yang smirked back at her as she started to lean back. "Watch your hand."
Blake pulled her hand away from her lap as Yang maneuvered her head to take its place; she wiggled slightly making herself comfortable. "There we go!"
Blake just started down at the mass of blonde hair that had invaded her lap, trying her best to keep her blush and laughter under control.
"Do I get a say in this?"
"Nope!" Yang was smiling up at her, "I'm staying right here while you read."
Blake couldn't help but shake her head, a small smile splitting her lips. "Alright then, just stay still. It'll be hard for me to focus if you wiggle around too much."
"Can do!" Yang said, her lilac eyes sliding shut.
Blake had to bite back another laugh as Yang nuzzled even further into her lap. And she says that I act like a cat?
With a shake of her head the Faunus turned her attention to her book, picking back up where she had left off earlier in the morning.
"You know, I was thinking…"
Blake sighed internally. She should have known better than trying to read in Yang's presence, the blonde couldn't hold still or stay quiet to save her life. She set the book aside, remembering to mark her place before her eyes looked down to where Yang's face rested in her lap. Yang's golden mane of hair was strewn about everywhere, covering Blake's sweatpants clad lap in a forest of golden locks.
The blonde's face was the most peaceful that Blake had seen it in a long time, since back before she and Ruby left for Forever Fall. "I need to do something to make up for how I…for how I acted yesterday."
Not this again, Blake sighed in exasperation. They had just been over this. She was just about to voice her thought as Yang continued, preventing her from doing so.
"I know what you're going to say." Yang said, her voice soft as her eyes opened. "And I know what we talked about earlier, but I need to do this Blake; I need to do something to make up for it."
Seeing the pleading look in her girlfriend's eyes, Blake mumbled a soft; "Okay."
The springs in the couch cushions creaked as Yang setup from her positon in Blake's lap. Once in a sitting position the blonde wasted no time in pulling Blake into a hug, a hug that Blake was more than happy to return.
"Thanks," Yang breathed the word into Blake's neck, causing the Faunus to shiver.
"So, do you have something in mind?" Blake asked, turning her nose into Yang's flaxen-hair inhaling her sweet scent.
"I do, yeah."
Blake pulled away enough to look Yang in the eye, "Well?"
"Well, uh," Yang scratched the back of her head, appearing very sheepish all of the sudden.
"What is it Yang?" Blake asked, Yang's shift in attitude fueling the Faunus's curiosity as to what she had thought up. Though she had to admit it was rather cute seeing Yang, who was usually so smooth and confident, floundering around.
"Well," Yang swallowed, "We never did have that dinner date…" The blonde trailed off as the reality of her words struck Blake.
She's right, we never did.
"So," Yang started up again, her usual confidence returning somewhat to her voice. "What do you say; want to go to dinner with me tonight?"
Blake didn't even have to think about it for a second.
"I'd love to."
AN: So I bet you guy weren't expecting a somewhat fluffy chapter, were you? Rest assured big things are coming, but they require a little breathing room/setup.
Hopefully you guys enjoyed the PoV shifts in this chapter, because after CH 10 and considering some of what is coming it's something that will continue to happen. Mainly because I'm a terrible writer and I have no earthly idea how to tell everything that I want to do through just Blake's PoV…So, yeah.
As always please leave any and all feedback in your reviews. Liked it, great tell me what you liked! Hated it, great tell me what you hated!
Once again I hoped you enjoyed it and have a good night!