To say Weiss was out of her element would be the understatement of the year.
She had never once found herself in a store such as this, and wouldn't be caught dead in one if it weren't absolutely necessary. Goods of questionable quality were offered at the lowest price she had ever seen. People walked with purpose, as if the towering shelves and brightly lit aisles had any semblance of order. Punk music trickled out from an unseen source. The worst part was the children. Running and screaming and climbing on things, their sticky hands touching everything they could reach.
"What… What is this place?" She sidled even closer to Yang as another child ran past and threw himself onto a shelf, screaming in horror that the floor was lava. The floor was, in fact, linoleum.
"A grocery store." She said, taking something off the shelf and inspecting it closely. "You can't tell me you've never been in a grocery store, Weiss."
"This is not what I had in mind when I said shopping. We could've had all we need delivered. It would be of better quality than this… produce."
Weiss looked around cautiously, keeping close to the blonde. They had already lost Blake and Ruby, she was not about to be left alone in this odd-smelling hell.
"Oh my god." Yang turned to look at her, eyes wide. "You've never been in a grocery store."
The heiress' cheeks warmed and she folded her arms over her chest. "I've never felt the need to be surrounded by children and metal carts."
"Oh man… You really are rich…"
Weiss couldn't resist the urge to roll her eyes. "I wasn't aware."
Yang laughed and clapped her on the back. Luckily, it was a lot softer than with Ruby or Blake. The pale woman was sure that she would've been thrown off her feet if she used even a fraction of the strength she used on them.
"Well, it's not too bad when you get used to it. It can be a little loud, but you can really find some great deals. What kind of food do you like?"
Weiss frowned. The food in Vale was a lot different than in Atlas. Her family had only relocated to Vale a year prior and she still wasn't used to the cuisine. While the meals in Atlas used potatoes and pasta as the main part in their dishes, Vale seemed to be absolutely obsessed with bread and meat. Two things the heiress had never been fond of.
If she were honest with herself, she had been losing more weight than she was comfortable with since moving to Vale. She prided herself on her slender figure, but there was a line between that and too slender. That line had been crossed when she could start to see her own ribs.
"Do you know any Atlesian dishes?" She asked, only half serious.
Yang grinned, " Well, I do make a mean schälklöße. And I think I have the recipe for kohl somewhere on my scroll. I know a couple recipes from all corners of the world, but I could learn a couple more from Atlas."
Weiss stared at the blonde, trying not to breathe heavily. Her stomach may not have been the way to her heart, but it was pretty damn close when she was on the verge of starvation. She briefly entertained the thought of pressing her up against the nearest shelf and testing how much stamina those beautiful, defined muscles ha-
She shook her head quickly, trying to dispel the lewd images from her poor gay mind. Her fists clenched at her sides as she tried to figure out a way to express her appreciation in a dignified (and chaste) manner.
Yang twirled a lock of her wild hair around her finger, her smile slipping slightly. "I mean, I know it's nothing fancy, but it's-"
"Hold me!"
Yang stopped short, cocking her head. "...What?"
"Hold me, you oaf" Weiss hissed, cheeks burning.
The confusion never left the blonde's face as she stepped forward and wrapped her warm arms around the heiress' shoulders. The hug was soft and hesitant and Weiss managed to close her eyes before they could get lost down the front of Yang's obnoxiously low cut shirt, her own arms coming up to wrap around her muscular waist.
"So… does this mean you like the menu?" She whispered after a few moments, as if trying not to scare off a small animal.
Weiss cleared her throat, stepping back quickly and looking away in an attempt to hide the redness of her cheeks. "Yes. Those happen to be my two favorite meals."
Yang beamed, following her step back to wrap her in another, tighter hug. "Aw, Weiss! You don't have to yell when you want a hug, you can just hug me!" She squealed.
"C-can we just hurry up? I don't want to be in this place a-any longer than necessary!" The woman sputtered. With a final chuckle, Weiss was released and they continued to look for food, Yang talking happily and Weiss refusing to meet her eyes.
As Yang bent down to scan the labels on one of the bottom shelves, the heiress' scroll let out a shrill tune. Thankful for the distraction, she turned away and pressed it to her ear, "Weiss Schnee speaking."
"Ms. Schnee, your presence has been requested at the manor."
"Friedrich?" She asked, surprised that it would be him to call, "Why am I needed?"
"Your father would like to talk to you in person as soon as possible."
Her posture slouched for a moment before she caught herself and straightened up. "How bad is it?"
"Still on his first cigar."
"I see. Thank you, I will be there as soon as I ca-" A beep informed her that the battery was dead and the scroll had powered off. Fantastic.
She shoved it in her pocket with a weary sigh. If her father wanted to talk face to face, it must've been something incredibly bad. Even more so that he hadn't called himself. She turned to inform Yang, but met nothing but an empty aisle.
"Yang?" She called softly, looking around. No answer.
Weiss groaned, pressing a hand to her head to stave off the impending migraine. So it was going to be one of those days.
She wandered up and down the aisles, calling out softly in the hopes that one of her companions would hear her. The tall shelves looked a lot more overbearing when she had to walk through them alone, the aisles a little less bright.
Her pace quickened into something closer to a jog. She gave up looking for her band, looking for an exit instead. It felt hard to breath in the suddenly stuffy air, waiting outside for them sounded a lot more appealing.
The minutes passed like hours, her nerves twisting more and more with each one. She never should have set foot in this place. To think that three smiles and the assurance that "there's nothing to worry about" broke her will. She clutched at the edges of her shirt, scowling at the floor. When had she become such a pushover?
"There's a point where it tips,
There's a point where it breaks.
There's a point where it bends
And a point we just can't take
Anymore."
Weiss jolted, her eyes wide as the song flowed quietly through the unseen speakers in the store.
"There's a line that we'll cross
And there's no return.
There's a time and a place,
No bridges left to burn
Anymore!"
The woman had never actually heard herself sing. The music room in the manor didn't have any recording devices, nor had she let anyone else record her. It sounded almost foreign to her.
"We can't just wait
With lives at stake
Until they think we're ready!
Our enemies
Are gathering
The storm is growing deadly!"
No, it only sounded foreign at the moment. The voice sounded strong and driven. Fearless and unbending. It was her complete opposite at that time. Lost, alone, and on the edge of a panic attack in a grocery store of all places.
"Now it's time to say goodbye!
To the things we loved,
And the innocence of youth!
How the time, seemed to fly!
From our carefree lives,
And the solitude and peace we always knew."
She leaned against one of the shelves, her eyes closed as she listened. The song always rang in her ears, even after she stopped rehearsing. Despite the heavy beat and intense guitar, she found it soothing.
"There's a day when we'll fight
And we're not gonna fall!
There's a day when we'll stand,
And a day when we won't crawl
Anymore!
There's a moment in time
And there's no going back!
When we're pushed too hard
And we won't hold our attack
Anymore!"
Her shaking slowed and stopped, her heart finally returning to it's normal rhythm. She let out a quiet sigh, keeping her eyes tightly shut.
"We can't just cling
To childish things
As evil just grows closer!
Humanity's in jeopardy,
This fight is far from over!
Now it's time to say goodbye!
To the things we loved
and the innocence of youth!
With a doubt in our minds
Why we chose this life
and at time we can't help wondering…"
Her heart throbbed as she opened her mouth to sing along, her voice much softer than the one filling the store.
"Were we born to fight and die?
Sacrificed for one huge lie?
Are we heroes, keeping peace?
Or are we weapons?
Pointed at the enemies so someone else could claim a victory?"
Those words always made a familiar feeling swell inside of her, no matter how often she repeated and rehearsed them. Grief? Anger? She wasn't certain. But it was always pulled away by the small smile on her lips when Ruby took over with the guitar. The girl was always so passionate and unafraid of judgment. She put her heart into the song, and the energy was infectious. It made Weiss let just a little more of her's show when she sang.
As the strong, now familiar, voice finished the chorus, loud screams from the aisle next to her made the white haired woman jolt.
"OH MY GOD THAT WAS SOOO AWESOME!" The unmistakable voice of their lead guitarist shouted.
Weiss laughed softly, turning the corner to find her team dancing around and whooping like maniacs. Well, except Blake. Blake was simply smiling as she watched the other two. When she caught sight of the heiress she gave a small wave, alerting the others to her presence.
"Weiss! Did you hear how cool we sounded?!" Yang called, rushing towards her with arms outstretched. Weiss' scowl stopped what she knew would be a very fast and very startling change in elevation.
"Yes, of course I heard. And while we did sound exceptionally 'cool', I have bone to pick with you for abandoning me in this hellish excuse for a store."
"I'm really sorry about that Weiss. I was actually asking Blake and Ruby to help me find you when our song came on." She said, eyes looking the woman up and down as if to check for injuries.
Weiss held back a sigh of relief. At least she wasn't purposefully abandoned. She wanted to curse the tall woman for looking like a kicked puppy when she wanted so badly to be angry at her. Her stupid big eyes and her stupid pout.
"Just don't let it happen again." She huffed, upset that she couldn't be upset with Yang. It was a vicious cycle. "Anyways, I have matters that I must attend to as soon as possible. If you three are done here, I would like to leave."
Yang gave her a relieved smile, "Yeah, I have enough here to make you dinner for a month!"
Ruby's eyebrows knit together and she cocked her head at her older sister. "Why do you have to make Weiss dinner?"
Both Weiss and Yang froze, looking at her.
"She lost a bet." The heiress' supplied quickly.
Silver eyes narrowed skeptically. "What were you betting on?"
"I bet that I could hold a note longer than her. Of course, she completely destroyed me." The blonde pitched in.
Ruby pressed a hand to her face, sighing deeply. "Yang… You challenged a singer, our lead singer with a background in opera, to a note holding contest?"
"We both know I don't always make the best decisions." She chuckled, rubbing the nape of her neck.
Shaking her head in exasperation, Ruby started towards the front of the store. After they had all of their food checked out and loaded it up in Weiss' car, she plugged her scroll into the charger.
Immediately, it buzzed and chimed several times, alerting her to three missed calls and twice as many messages. She picked it up after buckling her seat belt. Most were from Friedrich, but the last was from her father.
"Do not keep me waiting."
Ruby, who had claimed the front seat by an odd ritual that involved shouting the name of a gun, gave her a worried look. "Everything alright?"
Weiss sighed, the migraine from earlier already coming back. "I have something I need to do." She started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, speaking rapidly. "I'm going to drop you guys off at Beacon, but I won't have time to stay and take the food in. Don't worry, I'll have someone to do it when I get back."
"Woah, Weiss, calm down!" Ruby put her hands up, as if to fend off the onslaught of words. "If you're in such a hurry, we can just go with you."
Weiss swallowed nervously, hands gripping the steering wheel tighter. "Ruby, I am going to the Schnee manor," She stayed far away from the word 'home', or even 'house' "I don't think any of you would feel very comfortable there. Blake in particular." Her eyes flicked up to the rear view mirror. Even if she was in a hurry, she was hesitant to bring a faunus to racism incarnate.
Blake sighed in the back, "I'll be fine." She unwrapped a black, silk ribbon from around her wrist and tied it on her head in a bow, pressing her ears down until they blended in with her hair.
Yang looked up at it, head cocked. "Blake? Why are you hiding them?"
"I understand that my kind are not welcome in that house. I would rather not start any issues between Weiss and her family."
Weiss felt as though something in her chest had cracked at the quiet words. She shouldn't have to do that. Nobody should. Her teeth clenched. Nobody should be judged by how they were born. That had always been a sore spot for her.
"Blake, take that off."
The dark woman looked at her, perplexed.
"Oh, for the love of- Yang, take that off of her this instant!" She pulled over and parked the car as Yang complied, stripping their friend of her bow and tying it back to her wrist. Weiss unbuckled her seatbelt and twisted around, fixing Blake with a hard stare. "Listen to me, I am not going to make you hide who you are to please my family."
As she saw the shocked and slightly fearful looks among her teammates, she softened her tone just a little.
"You are Blake, you are a faunus, and you are the bassist of RWBY. There is nothing wrong with you. You should not have to hide your heritage just so racist assholes can feel 'comfortable'. You are you, and you are perfectly fine the way you are, Blake.
"If anyone has a problem with who you are, they're going to suck it up and handle themselves in a respectable manor. Or I'll let our Brute go after them." She paused before smirking and adding, "I might even bail her out of prison afterwards."
Ruby was silent, eyes wide and locked onto the heiress. Yang looked like a kid in a candy store at the thought of punching rich people with a get out of jail free card. Blake stared at Weiss for a long moment, her expression unreadable, but she didn't touch the bow on her wrist.
Finally, a smile spread over her lips. "Okay, Weiss."
Weiss let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding, allowing herself a small smile as she settled back behind the wheel.
"WEISS MARRY ME!" Ruby screamed, launching herself out of her seat and into Weiss' lap.
The heiress squawked at the sudden armful of excited Ruby, her cheeks burning a cherry red. Yang evacuated the car, abandoning her to her fate. A hand on Ruby's shoulder stopped her ecstatic babbling and the girl looked at Blake in confusion. In the next second, she was aggressively thrown back into her seat, Blake smoothly taking her place in Weiss' lap.
Weiss looked at Blake, the sane one, for an explanation.
"Our children will be beautiful."
All hope was gone.
She opened her mouth to violently object to either of their offers, but her door flying open (so hard, she worried it would be ripped off the hinges) stopped her.
"FUCK OFF! SHE'S MINE!"
Suddenly, she was pulled out from under the cat faunus and into strong, muscular arms. She glared up at the blonde that was currently bolting away from the car as hands reached out towards them like a poorly filmed zombie movie.
These women were completely insane. But as hard biceps flexed under her, she couldn't bring herself to care. With a sigh, she rested her head against Yang's shoulder. So much for being in a hurry.
Oh well.
Father could wait.
The sun was high in the sky as Ruby got out of the car, but it did nothing to warm the almost freezing air. The days had been getting colder and colder. She was glad that their town was so close to the border of Vacuo. If they had been any further north, They'd probably be in the middle of a blizzard.
Weiss strode forward, towards the door of Schnee Manor as the rest of them fell in line behind her, still a little fearful from the vicious scolding they had received for proposing on the side of the road and the following lecture about properly proposing to a lady.
Schnee Manor looked a lot more like 'Castle White and Pointy'. The steel gates were all dangerously pointed at the top, even the roof seemed to have lethal looking spires tearing into the sky. It would've looked like the lair of an evil villain if everything wasn't so goddamn white. It was almost blinding! The only other color was the deep black of the window frames..
Weiss threw the doors open and walked in, leading them through a long hall with a high ceiling and into a slightly smaller room lined with blue chairs and couches. The color scheme was the same as the rest of the mansion. A closed door was directly across from them and there was a hallway to the left that turned before Ruby could see where it lead.
What really confused her was how absolutely silent it was. It was almost as bad as the rooms at beacon. At least it made it easy to understand why Weiss was the only of their team that slept well without music.
"Go ahead and sit wherever you'd like." Her voice was subdued and tired, as if the walk from the car had exhausted her as much as rehearsing. "Please don't break anything, stab anyone, or start any fires."
Ruby chose to sit next to Weiss on the comfortable couch. Yang plopped onto the other side of the couch and Blake, not wanting to risk being squished between them, chose an armchair on Weiss' other side.
Weiss pressed a hand to her head, closing her eyes tightly. Ruby vaguely wondered if she were in pain before the doors opened and a man wearing a suit walked in. His face was lined with wrinkles and his hair was dark grey with two antlers poking out of it.
"Ms. Schnee, your father will have you called in shortly."
She gave him a tired smile. "Thank you Friedrich."
He smiled back, looking at the group. Friedrich opened his mouth, but a high pitched wail came from beyond the door, "WEISSICLE!"
Before Ruby could blink, something small and blue bolted out from behind him and slammed into Weiss' chest at full force. Yang snickered beside her, murmuring "Weissicle?"
When the thing stopped flailing around on Weiss, Ruby got a closer look, revealing it to be… a tiny Weiss? The small girl had the same face and eyes of Weiss, although younger and without the scar. Her hair was pulled up in a bun, leaving her bangs out to sweep across one eye. She was wearing a light blue sweater that looked big enough for her to get lost in and black pants with thick matching boots.
Weiss wrapped her arms around the small girl, a startlingly warm smile coming to her lips. "How are you doing? I do hope Friedrich hasn't been giving you candy before bed anymore." She shot the deer faunus a playful glare.
"Du hast mir so gefehlt, Weissicle!" She squawked, hugging Weiss as hard as she could with her tiny arms. Ruby had the overwhelming urge to squeal and hug her.
"Weiss! I didn't know you had a daughter!" Yang said, looking from the child to Weiss with wide eyes. Ruby was beyond the realm of confusion and it didn't look like Blake was faring much better. Weiss had a daughter? Weiss being playful!? She wondered to herself if they had been transported to a different dimension.
The little girl looked startled for a moment, looking at the three of them before turning back to the singer, "Wer sind sie?"
"This is my sister, Winter." She shot Yang a not-so-playful glare, "Winter, this is my band. Yang, Ruby, and Blake." She gestured to each of them in turn.
The girl climbed off the couch and shook each of their hands firmly before returning to Weiss' side. She really was a tiny Weiss.
"Willkommen! Ich-"
"Winter," Weiss interrupted, "Remember your english."
"Oh! Very sorry! Welcome, it is very nice to meet all of you." She spoke with a heavy Atlesion accent, a bright smile on her face. "I heard you on the radio!"
"What did you think?" Ruby asked, leaning forward.
That sent her into another flurry of excitement. It took all Ruby had not to laugh at Weiss being used as a jungle gym. "Mir gefällt es sehr gut! It was very good!"
"Ms. Schnee." Friedrich spoke up. Both Weiss and Winter looked at him. "Er, Ms. Weiss. Your father is ready to see you."
Winter stiffened, clinging to Weiss tightly. Weiss sighed, suddenly tired again, and patted the girl's head, "Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as I can."
Weiss stood up, but the small girl refused to let go, clinging to her neck like a tiny pale monkey. "Vater is angry Weissicle, don't go!"
Weiss gently removed her, setting her on the ground and giving her a small, but exhausted smile. "I'll be fine, Spatzi." She looked to Friedrich, "Please make sure they are comfortable."
With a wave to them, she started down the hallway, out of sight within seconds. Ruby looked at Winter as the girl stared down the hall, frowning. Her arms were folded tightly, her hands engulfed in the long sleeves of the sweater.
"Hey, don't worry about Weiss." Yang said, crouching next to the girl. After living around the blonde for so long, she could basically see her big sister switch turn on. "I'm sure she has nothing to worry about. I mean, look at me." She brought up an arm, flexing it and making the girl giggle. "Weiss totally beat me up!"
"She totally did!" Ruby pitched in, giving the girl a wide smile.
"See? Your big sis can handle herself."
The girl unfolded her arms, but worried at her lower lip. "But Vater is very loud when he is angry. I don't want Weissicle to be sad."
Blake sat down on the floor in front of her, her ears twitching. "From what I've seen, Weiss can be louder than anyone."
The small girl laughed, nodding. Ruby let out a sigh of relief, also taking a seat on the floor with Yang and Winter following close after. "So, what do you like, Winter?"
"I like birds!" She screeched, bouncing up and down. "Wanna hear my bird noises?"
Ruby giggled and nodded.
They weren't expecting her to launch into a descriptive explanation and realistic example of the flight calls of over 200 birds. She really liked birds.
By the end of Winter's lengthy, live action documentary, all three were staring at her with wide eyes. "Wow, um… That's really amazing." Ruby breathed. She didn't even know that many birds existed.
The little girl nodded happily, "I like singing too, but I'm not as good as Weissicle. She's the best singer ever!"
"You don't have to sing like Weiss to make awesome music.I bet you could just use your bird calls." Ruby gasped, a wide smile splitting her face. She looked to Blake, "Can you beatbox?"
Blake nodded, a small smirk twisting her lips.
"Yang, give me a beat."
Her sister, smiled and started drumming a steady beat on the floor with her hands,throwing in the odd clap here and there. Ruby looked to Blake and, after clearing her throat softly, the faunus proceeded to drop the sickest beat the silver eyed woman had ever heard.
Ruby inhaled sharply through her teeth, her eyes going wide and face going red. Usually when someone told her they could beatbox, they could do a couple of kicks or snares. Not Blake. Her style was different from Ruby's (More suited to dubstep) and her voice was strong enough the she didn't need to cup her hands in front her mouth. It left them to thud against her chest to cause a stronger bass effect.
Pushing aside the fact that her panties had just dropped halfway to Mistral, she added to their music, beatboxing supplementary to the raven haired girl.
Winter blushed brightly as the spotlight was turned to her, opening and closing her mouth several times. She took a deep breath and started to whistle softly. A small smile lit her face as she began to gain confidence, adding chirps and small squawks.
The woman in red was honestly surprised by how good it sounded. It was like punk rock for birds.
They came to a stop as Winter's voice started to go hoarse, but the goofy smile stayed plastered on her face. She looked at all three of them before starting to giggle.
"See? In a way, bird calls are cooler than singing."
"Ja!" She nearly screamed. Poor volume control must have been a Schnee trait. "That was much fun!"
"Do you know how to play any instruments?" Yang asked, cocking her head.
The little girl hummed for a moment, "Weissicle taught me to play violin, but I'm still learning piano."
"You really love the Ice Queen, don't you?" The blonde giggled.
Winter nodded energetically, "She is the best big sister in the world!"
Yang's eyebrow rose and her arms folded. Ruby pressed a hand to her face, sighing. Trust Yang to get into an argument with a child.
"I'm pretty sure I got her beat there." She huffed, "I am the best big sister in the world."
Winter leveled a terrifyingly Weiss-like glare at her. "Pardon?"
Yang nodded solemnly, "My big sister powers are far greater than hers."
The girl looked unimpressed.
"Want me to prove it?"
"Be prepared to lose."
"Challenge accepted!" She shouted, picking the small girl up. Now that Ruby thought about it, her family might have had a volume issue too. She watched as Yang spun and threw Winter in the air, catching her and spinning some more as the girl screamed and giggled.
"Would you like any refreshments?" Friedrich asked softly, eyeing the dangerous heights the child was reaching.
"No, I'm alright." Ruby said. Blake shook her head, her eyes narrowing as she watched the two play.
The physical traits seemed to be the only ones Weiss shared with the girl. Winter was playful and carefree, where Weiss was cold and serious. "Was Weiss like that when she was little?" She asked Friedrich.
He chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Goodness no." He looked around shiftily, as if Weiss might jump out from behind a couch to maul him. "Ms. Schnee was a shy little thing. She'd hide behind mine or her mother's legs, and she'd blush so brightly when someone noticed her."
Ruby bit her lip in an attempt to stifle her laughter. Blake's ears twitched, but her eyes stayed focused on the other two. "Friedrich." She said, interrupting Ruby's mirth, "Why does Winter carry a knife? Well, three knives."
Ruby's laughter stopped suddenly and she gaped at Blake, "K-Knives?"
"Two in her boots, one on her forearm."
Friedrich smirked, "One more on the small of her back."
Ruby looked between them, then to Winter. The little girl was now dead asleep in her sister's arms, the blonde coming over to them. They must've been joking. Winter was small and adorable, the thought of her trying to stab someone didn't seem right.
"Ms. Blake, the Schnee Steel Corporation is very large, very successful, and very corrupt." He swallowed, looking around again. Ruby didn't think it was for Weiss this time. "They have many enemies and many people who want money for themselves. All Schnee children are taught to wield a weapon."
His eyebrows furrowed, a tight lipped frown on his face. " does not negotiate with kidnappers."
Blake's ears were pinned to her head, "I see."
Ruby's eyebrows knit together, her hands coming up to fidget with her fingers. "But, it doesn't happen very often, right?"
He looked at her, anger giving way to sympathy but his mouth staying closed.
"I apologize for keeping you all here for so long. That took a lot longer than I thought."
Ruby jolted, spinning around to see Weiss emerging from the hall she went down a few hours ago. She looked over all of them, eyes lingering on her sleeping sister. "Are you all ready to leave?"
Ruby cocked her head curiously. Weiss wasn't demanding they get out the door or glaring them into submission. Her eyes were a bit clouded and her face expressionless. Concern formed a weight in Ruby's stomach.
"Yeah, I think I wore the little one out enough." Yang murmured, trying not to wake the little girl.
Unfortunately, quiet was not Yang's strong point. Winter yawned and rubbed her eyes before looking around. Her big sister came over to pat her head gently. "I must leave now."
The girl nodded sleepily, "Okay. Ich liebe dich, Weissicle."
Weiss kissed the girl's forehead, "Ich liebe dich, Spatzi." She nodded her head towards Friedrich and the man came over to take Winter gently into his arms. "I will see you next time. Hopefully under better circumstances."
He nodded, "Take care of yourself, ."
She turned and strode away, leaving the others to scramble after her. The sun had completely disappeared over the horizon, leaving the stars and street lamps to make up for the loss in light.
"Weiss, are you alright?" Ruby asked cautiously. Fear of prying or crossing boundaries kept her from wrapping the girl in a hug, but concern for the woman's well being made a hand come to rest on Weiss' shoulder.
She didn't move away. Ruby didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. "I'm just tired." She said softly. That set off even more alarms in her head. Weiss didn't say things softly. She said them harshly, or with a certain enviable confidence. Even if she did, she would never admit to being tired. Even when she was half asleep, her eyes barely open, she would scoff at the accusation.
Yang and Blake seemed to agree, the faunus coming up on Weiss' other side and grabbing her hand, the blonde running a large hand gently over her shoulders. Ruby let her own hand drop to Weiss'.
Weiss looked at her now occupied hands and looked at Blake and Ruby. "I do not need to be led. I'm not that tired."
Blake shook her head, smirking slightly. "It's another one of those affection things."
She nodded slowly, opening her mouth but letting out a quiet yelp as a large hand shoved itself into her pocket and retreated with her keys. She gave Yang a glare. It wasn't up to her usual icy intensity, but it made Ruby smile a bit.
She gave her a warm smile, "Don't worry, Ice Queen. I'll drive us home. Just relax, okay?"
Weiss sighed, her lips turning to a pout before straightening again.
Ruby watched as the heiress squared her shoulders, tilted her chin up, and squeezed the hands in hers gently.
Du hast mir so gefehlt - I missed you so much
Wer sind sie? - Who are they?
Mir gefällt es sehr gut - I liked it a lot
Ich leibe dich - I love you
Spatzi - Little Sparrow