Another year passed, with not a single word about Yang. Blake liked to think that she'd moved on, but she knew that was the lie of the century.

She was now into her second year at Beacon. Things had gone smoothly in terms of classes and grades. She'd found a job, just on the weekends, at that cafe, The White Stag. She'd grown to like the staff there a lot - for the past couple of weeks, she'd worked alongside a girl called Weiss Schnee, who was approaching the end of Year Eleven. She hadn't been a fan at first - Weiss could be stuck up, self-centered and downright bitchy sometimes, proud, and was fairly short-sighted a lot of the time. But Blake had eventually learned she was very insecure - she had an awful lot of money, and knew that was the only reason why people generally endeavored to get close to her. And when she was in a good mood, she was nice enough. Being the bookish person she was, she reminded Blake of Mr Darcy - proud, rich, but also shy, not sure how to express herself, and someone who really looked after the people she cared about.

Recently, Weiss had formed a strong crush on a certain customer - Ruby Rose. It was absolutely adorable to watch. Weiss had been in a brilliant mood all morning, following a conversation she'd had with Ruby the previous day. But it was really starting to freak Blake out. Weiss was never this happy, as a rule. The bell on the door rung, and Ruby came in. Weiss's mood seemed to change instantly to nervousness, and Blake had to put in a huge effort not to crack up.

"Hi. The usual?" Weiss's voice was trembling a little.

"Yes please, but I can't stay today," Ruby replied. "Yang's waiting outside."

Blake's eyes widened, and her heart probably stopped there and then. Everything became silent for a moment. She glanced over at Ruby, her mind still reeling, disbelief overwhelming her. "D-did you say...Yang?"

"Yeah, she's my sister," Ruby said brightly, not at all sensing Blake's shock. "Do you know her?"

Blake frowned. "Wild yellow hair?"

"Yeah, that's the one."

Blake swallowed. That was the same phrase Yang had used when Blake had asked the name of her dorm. She knew Yang had a sister called Ruby. How could she not have realised..."You don't have the same surname."

"We're half sisters. How do you know her?"

Blake blinked. "Just a...thing. I thought I met her at a concert once. Three years ago." She narrowed her eyes, thinking. "I wonder if she'd remember me."

Of course she would, you idiot.

"I'll tell her you were here."

Wha-?! No, no, no... She opened her mouth to protest, to say she shouldn't mention it, but Ruby interrupted her.

"Oh, and can I get a cronut, too? Chocolate, please."

Helpless, Blake bit her tongue and put the cronut into the paper bag. Weiss handed Ruby her drink. "One white rose tea," she said, smiling.

Yang's over there. Yang's on the other side of that door. Blake felt to room start to spin as she tried to process this. Weiss and Ruby exchanged a few more words, then Ruby left.

Yang.

Ruby pulled her cloak around her, and climbed onto the back of Yang's motorcycle. She brought the tea to her lips, had a small sip, and smiled. It was perfect. Just like Weiss.

"Hey, Ruby?"

Ruby looked up at the sound of her sister's voice. "Yeah?"

"You've been kind of quiet recently. Are you okay?"

"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." She had another sip of the tea. "By the way, there was someone in there who said she knew you."

"Yeah? Who?"

"I think her name was Blake."

Yang froze, part way through putting the keys into the bike to start it up, and Ruby felt her stiffen.

"Yang? Yang, are you okay?"

The blonde was silent for a couple of seconds.

"...oh."

Hello, fabulous, fabulous people!

Although this is the end of Bright Lights and Bumblebee, the story continues, in Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on Kittens, which can be found on my profile ^^ That story also contains a lot of white rose, and the white rose aspect of the story will make a lot more sense if you read White Rose Tea first :3

Thanks so much for reading! You're all amazing :D