What is Love?

A/N: A little short solo piece to take a break from the hurts. Enjoy!

Moment VI: Little Games

There's not much that Blake can do. All her efforts were wasted, and now she was the only one left. Her allies were captured. Taken forcibly against her wishes. The revenge she wished is nothing more than a dream now. She was cornered. She had no choice but to surrender in utterly humiliating defeat.

She pounded her fist at the table. To hell with that! She will not go down without a fight!

But it was not her time to attack. If the wrong move is played she might-

"Aha! Checkmate!"

Blake frowned, glaring at the chess pieces trying to force them to move. Weiss was right...it was checkmate. She was corned by the Bishop, a Rook, and a lowly Pawn. The Faunus often prided herself with some tactical and strategical skill, she was an ex-White Fang Captain for Maiden's sake. She led small raids many times over without losing men; but for her army of chess pieces… they all met a different fate.

This was the fifth time she lost to Weiss in a row. Normally it was Ruby who bested her in chess. She really must be losing her touch.

'I usually never lose to Weiss…'

She looked up to see Weiss smiling haughtily at her, it only made her scowl deepen.

Weiss clapped her hands together and reached over the table to rake in all the tokens that she and Blake betted on. Tokens being scrap pieces of paper with solemn tasks that will be indefinitely used against each other.

Make tea/coffee for a while day at my request. First shower dibs. The last piece of candy dibs. Movie night pick dibs. Pretty much just a hell lot of dibs.

Seeing though that Weiss had won everything, Blake felt a wave of regret at some of her 'punishments' she wrote down that was meant just for Weiss; only to annoy her... But today is not that day.

"It makes me wonder what you had instore for me Belladona."

'Really embarrassing things that you will use against me if I don't say anything now.'

"Weiss-"

"A pup pup pup! All's fair in love and war, I won it all." She cackled maniacally with her hands outstretched wide.

'It wasn't a battle to begin with for love Weiss.'

She bared her fangs at the smug heiress. "You got lucky."

"Pffft. Five time winner Blake. Stop being a sore loser." The Heiress pulled out one piece of paper and giggled, "Looks like you'll be doing my bidding for this whole day."

"Should I praise you Miss Schnee? Should I grovel too? Or maybe I should carry you everywhere so your pristine clothes won't get dirty."

The heiress bristled at the comment, "Hey I'll have you know that, there's nothing wrong in not wanting clothes to get dirty."

"I'd call it obsessive."

Weiss pouted, but didn't argue against it.

"Anyways...I'm still not finished."

Blue eyes met amber, Weiss's eyes flickered, daring and filled with amusement,"You have nothing to bet."

A growl. The Faunus slapped a hand down on the table, Blake refused to go down without a fight, "All or nothing. If I win, I get to dye your clothes with any color I want and you have to wear it for it for a whole day. And I get all the tokens back."

"If you lose…?"

The Fanus gritted her teeth as she forced out her end of the deal, "If I lose...I have to dye my hair pink like that ice-cream girl that Yang prattles on about. And vice versa with the tokens."

Weiss burst out laughing, before rearranging the chess pieces to their starting positions, "Better get used to the color pink for the next couple of days Belladona!"

"Bring it Schnee!"

Needless to say. It was a decisive battle. Pawn for pawn, knight for knight, both forces lost their allies. Human and Faunus, the expressions void of any emotion calculated and planned every move with as much skill and efficiency. They never lingered too long in between decisions.

Skill will be the deciding factor.

This is for everything. Everything.

But in the end...there could only be one.

"Blake...can we talk about this?" A small cry of desperation can be heard from behind the Faunus while she aimed a paintball gun at her target, her eyes devoid of any sympathy. Her crush deserved this. She will have her revenge.

Weiss was restricted by a myriad of Blake's ribbons against a tree. Of course it wasn't too tight. The ribbons were only tight enough to stop Weiss from reaching for Myrtenaster or performing any glyphs. Constitutionally, Weiss's physical condition was on par with Ruby's without her weapon.

The Faunus was satisfied with her plot, 'Might as well take advantage of the situation.'

But there was no use struggling, no one will stop her.

"Weiss...rules are rules."

"Blake! Please not my bolero!" She tensed when she heard the gun cocked back. "I swear once I get out of here-"

Pew! Pew! Pew!

Splat. Splat. Splat.

And with each pew, Weiss's eyebrow twitched in annoyance. From her pinned state, she can see that her outfit was slowly getting soaked in a barrage of gaudy colors that she can't even name. Oh good Oum, was she suppose to wear that mess for the whole day?!

"Blake!"

With a dead panned look, Blake reloaded her rifle taking her aim once more, "This is for taking my pawns."

"Really?! Over a chess game?!" She screeched. Oh when she gets Myrtenaster...there will be a Faunus pelt in the Team RWBY dorm room.

Blake looked over her shoulder, "Oh Weiss did you say that you like a little green to your bolero?"

Weiss gagged. The most gaudy color of the color scheme. Green. Like that Emerald girl. So she conceded. Just this once. She didn't want to incur the wrath of a very vengeful Faunus. Especially with the slight manic look in Blake's eyes was giving her.

Eventually Blake was through having her fun and she released her captive and handed her the outfit of brutal choice. The Heiress grabbed the outfit before stalking off to the nearest bathroom to get changed, swearing under her breath all the while. 9Her bolero was splatter in an odd mix of colors that at least didn't look like complete catastrophe. It could've been worse.

Blake just flashed her a cheshire grin, and sent her off with a wave, "And I feel like a stroll around campus is in order."

A frustrated scream can be heard from the bathroom, only letting more giggles to escape.

"You can stop frowning, honestly, it's not so bad Weiss."

It didn't stop her from frowning some more, "I think I'd rather had my hair dyed pink. At least it would match with my outfits better."

"Then, I'd be inclined to call you Pretty Pink Princess Schnee." Blake joked. "Or… Pink Pain-In-The-Arse Schnee."

The blush that appeared on Weiss's face was priceless, and Blake savored it as much as she could've.

"Don't be such a pest! And it's Heiress. Heir-ess!"

Luckily for Weiss, Blake decided to give her a respite by just showing off her handiwork to just their close friends and not the whole campus. Team RWBY, Team SSSN, Team CFVY, and Team JNPR all had their fair share of laughs at her expense.

And she was doubly lucky, that Blake didn't stop her from freezing their pants to their bodies before stalking off in embarrassed rage. Weiss did in fact relish the shrieks; after all she was vindictive.

"Alright Weiss you can change now."

And she couldn't strip from her clothes any faster...once they did back to the Team RWBY dorm room. Back in her pristine and colorless bolero, Weiss finally had a smile on her face. Still miffed about her punishment, she arched a slender brow at the amused Faunus. "Got anything else for me? Miss Belladona?"

Before she can comprehend it, the Faunus tossed her an object and if she wasn't paying attention, she would've been knocked on the head with it.

She looked down to see that it was a bottle of pink hair dye. And it wasn't' just any pink it was near platinum strawberry blonde pink.

"You can dye my hair. As much as you want."

Weiss walked up to her and reached out to play with a stray strand of black tresses. As much as she wanted to even out the score with Blake. Even though the Great Almighty Schnee lost fair and square, Blake's hair was quite lovely.

It wasn't as long as her own or even Yang's hair. But it had natural waves and a natural shine that not even her own white hair can replicate. When they are alone, Weiss has the sole privilege to play with her hair, not even Yang has that same privilege. But at the thought of dying it...she almost wanted to downright reject the offer. There's the word. Almost, but she was feeling vindictive. "You know if I do that, you'll be pink for weeks."

Blake's eyebrow twitched, her voice clipped, "I'm trying not to think about that."

Weiss smiled wickedly, "Alright Blake."

"Alright lover birds, let's get this show on the road!" Yang cheered.

They pulled away from each other at the booming voice of Yang who decided to eavesdrop on their little private conversation and of course dragged Ruby with her to a front seat at the possible horror of the transformation before them.

"And don't think I forgot this declaration of war the moment you froze my shorts to my legs." Yang warned with a tinge of red in her eyes.

Weiss smiled as if she didn't hear anything from blonde-haired woman.

As per request, Blake's eyes were to remain closed while she let her captor do her work. The Faunus in turn requested that she did not want any of her Faunus ears to have any dye on them. It did not cross her mind at all, but to ease her worry Weiss murmured her agreement, as she brushed the long hair before her.

"What if in an alternative universe...Your hair tasted like strawberries?"

Yang gave a long hard stare at her younger sister who was actually munching away at a strawberry, but her expression serious,"Uh Ruby...your strawberry obsession might be going a little too far."

She then winked at Weiss, "I don't think Weiss would like it if you ate Blake."

"Yang!"

Ruby tilted her head in confusion, definitely missing the innuendo.

Yang pouted, "Right...eat her hair. Happy? I think it'll look great though Blake. I won't be the only blonde anymore."

"I don't know if I want to take that as a compliment or not." Blake muttered. "Weiss is it almost done?"

"You have to let it dry, and then you should be done." She laughed weakly, "I mean I don't know I've never done this before."

"WEISS!" She growled in warning.

The Heiress scoffed, not feeling at all threatened at the feeble growl, "I had servants remember? Never touched hair products."

Yang cackled in the background, "Holy Oum, this is gunna be good!"

"But will it taste like strawberries?"

"Ruby!"

Blake felt her anxiety spike as the possible amateurish job that Weiss did on her hair. Although she had a small glimmer of faith, because Weiss wouldn't settle for anything less than perfect. The one time Blake is counting on her obsessive trait, now would be the time.

After a tense while, Weiss voiced out that the dying process is complete.

Yang and Ruby gasped, and so did she.

Her black locks. She still had her black locks! Blake ran a finger through them, until she saw the tips of her hair. It was pink.

"Got to admit Blake, but you look hot with that hair. It's like Ruby's highlights, but very pink. And did I say hot already?"

Blake ran a hand through her hair, she flashed her crush a wink,"Not bad Schnee. I should lose more bets to you, if I'm going to look this good."

Weiss gulped. Her throat suddenly very, very dry. Whether it was because of the wink, or just how hot the Faunus looked with pink highlights she wouldn't know. She cleared her throat and brushed off the comment, "Of-of c-course."

Ruby pondered for a moment at Blake's new look, "But wait...does it taste like strawberries?"

"Ruby!"

A/N: Just from experience, black hair with pink tip highlights on a girl...that's pretty hot. And the world may never know the answer to Ruby's ultimate question...Will Blake's hair taste like strawberries?

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-Okaami-chin