Aaaah! Here comes chapter 5! Sorry I've been busy so this is overdue, and short. We have a lacrosse tournament tomorrow too (I have to get up at freaking 5:00am) , so I might have a chapter out within the next day or two if I get any good ideas from it. I hope to keep going and get this story kicked off within the next few chapters. As always, reviews are welcome and encouraged. I still need ideas because I haven't finished the storyline yet. Hopefully, I still have a while to go ;)

I present to you:

Chapter 5

Blake awoke a few hours later. She groggily rolled over and checked the clock: 3:37am. As she rolled back over in attempt to return to her slumber, her uncovered faunus ears twitched: she heard a faint, muffled moan that human ears wouldn't have been able to pick up. It sounded like it was right above her... Yang.

She suddenly remembered the events that had unfolded earlier that night. She had yelled at the girl of her dreams, and revealed an uncharacteristically angry side of herself. Perhaps I should have toned that down a little bit...

She scooted to the edge of her bed, and got to her feet. She saw Yang, huddled in a ball with blankets surrounding her, quietly sobbing and gripping her forearm. Blake softly coughed, announcing her presence. The normally cheery blonde opened her eyes and quickly dashed away the tears that were overflowing from her eyes. Blake pretended not to notice and gave her a warm smile. The brawler refused to make eye-contact with her.

"What?" Yang spat.

Instead of replying, Blake climbed up the makeshift ladder, and sat herself down on the far side of the bed. She slowly crossed her legs and looked at her partner.

"Yang... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I was just worried-"

"Not now, Blake."

"Wha-"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Yang..."

"Go to bed, Kitten. Now."

Blake stared at Yang, dumbfounded. What else could she do? Rather than crawl into her bed, she decided to test the waters and mess with the blonde. Blake scooted closer to her, and laid down right next to the brawler. Yang's eyes widened as she looked at the cat faunus. Silence quickly overcame them as they both blushed ferociously, though only Blake could see it because of her night vision.

"...um...Blake?" Yang hesitated.

"Yes, Yang?"

"I mean in your own bed."

"But its cold down there." Blake did her best to pout.

"...soooo that means you have to sleep up here?"

"Well, you are a portable heater, so yes."

"Portable hea- you want to sleep with me?!"

"Yang, get over it, we're partners, remember?"

Yang certainly wasn't going to pass up an opportunity to be near the girl, but she still wasn't completely willing to admit that.

"I'll just...sleep on the edge... or s-something." Yang stuttered.

"S-something?" Blake questioned her while raising an eyebrow.

Blake had never seen Yang so flustered in her life. She could hardly believe it possible when Yang's blush darkened.

"Shut. Up."

Blake chuckled. She patted the mattress indicating for Yang to lay down. As the blonde did this, however, she scooted as far away as possible so she could avoid touching the raven haired girl.

"Yang, holy shit, I don't bite."

"Oh, heh... okay then." She came closer. Blake sighed.

"Honestly, sometimes you are so dense." She grabbed the girl's arm and placed it on her waist. For a moment, Yang tensed up and didn't move. Blake felt Yang's stomach pressed against her back, not moving. She sighed again.

"Yang. You can breath." The girl immediately gulped in a lung full of air.

"Sorry, Kitty..."

With that, Blake closed her eyes, with a warm smile on her face because of her partners stupidity, and fell into the deepest sleep she had had in months.