Coco POV
As Yang and I kissed the first time, I wasn't sure if it was really happening. During the second kiss, I got so lightheaded I thought I was going to pass out. The blonde's lips were just perfect. So full, yet soft and tender. I would've complained that it wasn't fair, but the fact that they were on Yang meant I got to kiss them.
"So if I'm Yang, does that make you yin?" Yang asked after we separated the second time.
"Goddammit," I replied. "Can you go, like, one frickin' day without making a pun?"
"You know you love them," she told me. She wasn't far wrong. I found her puns annoying in an endearing sort of way. "Anyway, wanna head back, or stay out a while longer?" Instead of answering her, I pressed my lips to hers for a third time. The deserted park, the clear night and the light from the full moon reflecting off the pond beside me made a perfect backdrop for kissing this gorgeous creature. I decided if I could relive one moment, it would be this one. Unfortunately, though, I needed to breathe, so we had to break apart for a third time.
"I think you need more practice," Yang told me with a coy smile.
"You're one to talk, honey," I replied, also smiling. Truthfully, she was an amazing kisser. I just wanted to tease her back.
"Well, if you're gonna be like that, I might as well just take you home," she teased, sticking her tongue out at me. Still holding my hand, she brought me back to her bike. She let go of my hand to put her helmet on while I did the same, before we both got on the motorcycle. Once again, I wrapped my arms around the blonde seated in front of me, no longer nervous about the contact. As I breathed in the lavender scent of the golden mane Yang took so much pride in, she suddenly started driving. My surprise, coupled with the bike's acceleration, caused me to almost lose my grip. Luckily, I managed to hold on as Yang took us on a wild ride through the streets of DC, completely disregarding the speed limit. In her defence, there was no one out this late and she was clearly a very experienced rider, so I didn't feel like I was in danger. Eventually, she took us back to Beacon and parked, so we put our helmets in her locker and walked up to my dorm, hand in hand.
"Tonight was amazing, Yang," I told her. "Seriously."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," she replied, smiling. "Anything I could've done to make it better?"
"You could've kissed me sooner," I teased, prompting a laugh.
"I'll keep that in mind next time."
"Who said there'll be a next time?" I asked with a wink.
"Uh... You did... You know... When you kept kissing me back..." she replied, sounding a tad worried.
"I know, I'm just fucking with you," I told Yang, laughing at her distress. "Though technically there won't be a next first date."
"I'd tell you to shut up and stop being a smartass, but those aren't really good words to part on," she replied. It was then that I realised we'd reached my dorm. I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her face to mine so I could kiss her again.
"Goodnight. See you soon," I said quietly, after we'd parted.
"Goodnight," she replied as I opened my door. Once inside my room, I saw Velvet sitting on her bed in her pyjamas, looking at me expectantly.
"How'd it go?" she asked. "You look like you're buzzing."
"It was great," I told her. "Food was awesome. Then we went to a really nice park that was deserted. You can probably figure out the rest."
"Yes, I can. When are you seeing her again?"
"Soon, hopefully," I replied, realising that Yang and I hadn't even talked about when we'd be seeing each other again.
"That's good," Velvet said. "I hope everything works out for you."
"Thanks, Velvet. You're so sweet."
"You know me. I like my friends to be happy," she told me.
"I know you do. Anyway, I'm pretty tired now," I said, getting my pyjamas and heading to the bathroom to change. As I stripped, I thought about something I was going to ask Yang next time I saw her.
I left the bathroom to see Velvet under her covers, looking like she was already asleep. I crawled into my own bed and turned off the light and was asleep instantly, reliving the evening in my dreams.
I woke the next morning to sunlight filtering in through the window. Velvet was already gone, leaving her bed neatly made, as usual. I was just stretching and looking forward to a lazy Saturday when a sudden knock on the door disturbed the silence, making me jump. I got up, grudgingly crossed the room to look through the peephole and saw Yang. The sight of her immediately brightened my spirits. I opened the door and Yang almost immediately brought her lips to mine.
"Hi," she said breathlessly after pulling back.
"Morning. Sleep well?" I asked, really glad to see her.
"What do you mean, 'morning'? And why are you still in your pyjamas?" she replied, sounding and looking really confused.
"I just woke up..." I said slowly, not understanding the blonde's confusion.
"Coco. Look at the time," Yang told me. I did as she said and found that it was two in the afternoon. That came as quite the shock. I tended to sleep in on weekends, but never that late.
"Wow. Okay then. Ummm... You mind if I go shower?" I asked.
"Depends. Can I join?" Yang replied, looking dead serious. I felt myself blush as she added, "just kidding. No point me getting wet again."
"Okay. See you soon." As I grabbed a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom, I wondered if the innuendo had been intentional. Considering it was Yang, probably.
Knowing how rude it is to keep a girl waiting, I showered as fast as I possibly could. As I brushed my teeth, I wondered if Yang had anything in mind for the day. I hope so. If she asks what I want to do, we'll probably just end up kissing all day. Then again, would that be such a bad thing?
I got dressed and exited the bathroom, at which point I was greeted with the sight of Yang smiling mischievously.
"C'mon, we're going out," she told me, bounding across the room and grabbing my hand.
"Where are we going?" I asked as Yang nearly pulled my arm out of its socket.
"You'll see," she replied mysteriously. I realised I had no choice but to follow her, so I accompanied the blonde out of my dorm, still holding her hand. We got a few stares from people we passed, but no one said anything, derogatory or otherwise.
After about half an hour of walking, Yang and I were in front of my favourite clothing store. I didn't often go there, despite how much I loved it, because the stuff they sell is a tad expensive and a student in this country doesn't exactly have oodles of cash lying around.
"I figured someone who likes fashion as much as you would like a shopping trip," Yang said.
"I like shopping, but I don't have money with me," I told her. She didn't seem fazed.
"That's fine, I got paid on Sunday."
"Didn't your uncle say you had to invest your prize money?" I asked.
"Yeah, but he didn't specify where I had to invest it. So I'm investing in you," she explained.
"And I assume you'll be expecting some sort of payoff?"
"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll get some kind of profit in the future," Yang replied with a wink. I blushed as I opened the door of the store.
For the next hour or so, I tried on various outfits while Yang gave her opinion on them. To be honest, she always gave some variation on "you look great in that", so to assume she was always being truthful would make me as cocky as her, if that's possible.
"You gonna try anything on while we're here?" I asked after choosing what I wanted to get.
"Nah. I don't need outfits to look nice, silly," she replied. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help smiling. "Actually..." she suddenly said.
"What?"
"I wanna check out their sunglasses," she replied, making her way over to the rack. She spent a good twenty minutes trying on various shades. Some were so ridiculous I figured she must have been messing around. Eventually, she settled on a pair of yellow-rimmed aviator glasses. "Okay, let's go," she told me, pulling me towards the cash register.
As we waited in line, I suddenly felt an arm round my neck and heard a gunshot.
"Nobody move!" the man holding my neck yelled. "Cashier, money, now."
"Let. Her. Go," Yang growled. That is the only way I can describe how she said it. The fury in her voice made it sound almost animalistic.
"Now, now, Blondie. Stay still or your friend's brains get splattered all over the wall," the man told her, pressing his gun to my head. "That goes for all of you. You move, try to call for help or do anything I don't like, the girl dies."
"Uh, sir?" the cashier asked. "How do you expect me to give you the money without moving?"
"Do not test me," the robber told him. "This girl is nothing to me, I won't hesitate to shoot her brains out if you don't hand over the money!"
"If you hurt her, then with God as my witness I will break every bone in your body and feed you your own dick," Yang said. The robber cracked up and his grip on my neck slackened a little, but not enough for me to break out.
"I have a gun, sweetie. How exactly would you plan to do that?" he asked. "You'd be dead before you planned your first attack."
"Drop the gun. Fight like a man."
"You think you can beat me?" he asked. "Your hair would get in your way. But, if you insist..." He suddenly dropped his weapon and pushed me towards Yang. She caught me and moved me to the side before turning to face the robber, who was in the middle of a kick aimed at her face. Yang just barely managed to counter in time by pushing the guy's leg aside and jabbing at his chest. He caught her arm and brought his fist down on it, causing her to cry out in pain. Yang then withdrew her fist with the guy still holding her arm and suddenly jabbed again. This punch was successful and the robber grunted. I took the time to observe his appearance. He had orange hair covering one side of his face under a black bowler hat. His green eyes glinted with mischief as he watched Yang, waiting for her next move. He also wore a long white coat and black pants, as well as black shoes and a grey scarf.
"Come on, Blondie," he taunted. "You were so confident a minute ago. Scared?" Rather than answering, Yang rushed forward and launched a spinning kick at his stomach. He caught her leg and threw her to the ground, laughing. At that point I realised his gun was lying unattended on the floor, so I picked it up to clobber him while he was distracted. Unfortunately, Yang saw me over the guy's shoulder and her eyes widened in surprise. The robber turned as I brought the gun down and easily grabbed my wrist before punching me in the gut. I doubled over in pain as he turned back to Yang. At that point, the blonde let out an almost inhuman scream of rage and got up. She launched a flurry of punches at the robber, and it was all he could do to avoid getting hit. After a few seconds, he tried to kick her but she deflected the attack. Unfortunately, the guy then managed to punch Yang in the mouth. She spat blood before throwing a right hook followed by a kick to the throat. Both attacks were successful and the guy kicked Yang again, gasping for air. The blonde wasn't quick enough and she went down. The robber took the chance to run from the store, leaving his gun behind. When he was gone, all the customers applauded Yang's efforts.
"Are you okay?" she asked me as she stood up.
"Don't worry about me, you're bleeding," I replied.
"Meh. I've had worse during training."
"Excuse me, miss?" the cashier said to Yang.
"Yeah?"
"For what you did, I'm gonna give you your stuff on the house," he told her, sounding really grateful.
"Thanks, man," Yang replied. The cashier took my new clothes and Yang's glasses and put them in a bag, which he handed to the blonde. She took it in one hand and my hand in the other and exited the store with me.
"You sure you're okay?" I asked.
"Yes, Coco, I'm fine. I just need to get the taste of blood out of my mouth. What about you?"
"Little winded, but other than that I'm fine," I replied, rubbing my stomach with my free hand.
"Okay. Well, I don't suppose you wanna do anything else after that, do you?"
"No, I need to relax now. It's not every day I receive death threats. Although, I was gonna ask you something," I answered, thinking back to the night before.
"Go ahead."
"When's the next time you're gonna be training?" I asked.
"Tonight, why?"
"I'll be joining you, if that's okay." Yang looked at me, confused.
"You usually come with me," she said, not getting what I meant. I looked at her expectantly. "Wait... You mean you wanna learn to fight?"
"Yeah. I can't always be your damsel in distress, can I? What if you're not around when someone tries to mess with me or something?"
"Fair enough. But are you sure? You know what Qrow's like. If he doesn't think you're dedicated enough, he won't teach you," Yang told me.
"I'm aware of that. I'll give it a go, if I like it, I'll keep doing it," I replied.
"That definitely can't be misconstrued, taken out of context."
"Shut up. You know exactly what I mean," I said, playfully hitting her.
A few minutes later, we were in my dorm. Yang was in the bathroom rinsing her mouth. She soon exited and sat next to me on my bed, not saying a word. We both remained silent as she took my hand and I leaned up against her breathing in the scent of her lavender perfume. We stayed like that for a while, enjoying each other's presence, neither of us breaking the silence.
"So uh... The taste of blood's gone," Yang suddenly said. I knew exactly what she was hinting at and turned to kiss her softly. It wasn't a heated kiss, but there was plenty of emotion.
After a few seconds, Yang put her hand on the back of my head and parted my lips with her tongue, deepening the kiss. We explored each other's mouths as I ran my hands through Yang's hair.
"Still think you need more practice," she told me after we'd parted to breathe.
"Then why are you just staring at me?" I replied playfully. Yang shrugged and kissed me again. She gently sucked on my lower lip before sliding her tongue back into my mouth. We fought for dominance as Yang put her hand on the back of my head and pulled my face even closer to hers. We were both so distracted by the making out that neither of us noticed the door opening.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Velvet cried. Yang and I parted immediately and turned to see the Australian blushing furiously in the doorway. I felt myself blush just as much as the girl hurried out of the room, closing the door behind her.
"Well. That was awkward," Yang said. I nodded meekly. "Oh shit," she suddenly said. "I have to get ready for work. Bye. See you later." She pecked me on the lips before rushing off. When she was gone, I thought ahead to my first training session.
A/N: I'm back! Sorry about the ridiculous wait. I lost inspiration for a while, then I started writing other stuff which is yet to be uploaded (and titled, but never mind that), and frankly, for a while I just couldn't be bothered with this. Anyway, I decided it needed a dramatic turn to keep the story going, so that's happening. I don't actually know how far that's gonna go though. So, question time. Recently I've been writing some lemons, which you will find on my profile if you wish to read. My question is this: how would you, the readers, feel about lemons in this story, assuming they were preceded by a warning and could be skipped over without missing anything relevant to the plot? I ask because I'd be willing to change the rating and include them, but I don't want to bother if none of you want it. So, tell me in a review or PM what you think sometime before the 15th of December and I'll announce the results in the soonest AN. That's all I have to say, so thanks for reading, leave a review and follow/favourite if you wish. Hope you enjoyed.