Hey guys/gals! Here is the next chapter. A little bit of action if you guys were starting to miss it.

Excerpt from the journal of Ruby Rose

This has been a very bad week, the a good week, then bad, then great! Weiss and I are getting along… sort of. Loads better than before. The only thing that's worrying me now is Yang, she's oddly quiet, no boisterous laughing, no puns. Something is wrong.

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"Go home."

Cyan's tired eyes glanced up at the diagnostics on the centrifuge to see Fish crossing his arms, mouth set in a line. "I'll give you an advance this one time." He frowned at the light bags under his student's eyes. "But-"

"Ah ah ah! No buts. Go. Your half dead now and that means that you are not fit to be working in this environment. Fatigue can lead to mistakes and mistakes can cost someone their life so, go sleep." The shark faunus' poker face broke slightly when the corner of his lips curled, "Besides you have a date tomorrow right?"

"Y-yes."

"Then why are you standing here? Get some sleep, or whatever. I don't care as long as you aren't around equipment."

"Thanks Fish."

The elder male just nodded. Cyan stood up slowly from the seat he had been sitting in for the last two hours, and checked his watch. It was three o'clock. The engineer stretched luxuriously, and began to gather his belongings, it wasn't long before he felt the cool autumn air on his face.

Cyan trudged slowly to his dorm, it was peaceful to him how empty and quiet the academy was when not only a week ago it was bustling with students and staff. The cyborg smiled after all the loud sounds of machinery, tools, and Aurelius (The golden haired boy liked to sing… non stop.) he was glad for some sweet, sweet silence.

"CyCy!"

And just like that Nora was right in front of him, breaking the flawless quiet of the courtyard. Cyan mentally lamented the loss of his precious quiet, before addressing his hyperactive friend. "Hey." The orange haired girl was bobbing up and down like a kid on a candy rush… which probably wasn't far from the truth, "I thought you were working. But you're not. Which is good, because you need to see this! Pyrrha is sparring with Weiss! It's gonna be soooooooo awesome!"

Before Cyan could say anything, Nora grabbed his arm and tried to begin pulling on his mechanical arm. In her excitement the valkyrie failed to realise that she only took the arm, not the engineer.

Cyan pushed himself up from the ground with his remaining arm, swearing underneath his breath.

I told you that you should have modded the arm already. Don't you remember Fish telling you that the vanilla model couldn't handle something yanking on it like that?

Not in the mood.

The armless male began following the dust trail, rubbing the socket curiously.

That's weird… I can still feel the arm.

Really? Can you, like, move it around and freak everyone out?

Cyan entered the sparring room, all of his friends were gathered in a circle, he could hear Weiss scolding the poor girl.

"He just go his arms back and you ripped them off?!"

Nora's reply must have been to low for the cyborg to hear, but he heard his partner's frustrated voice. "That doesn't mean that you can use his arm to scratch your back!"

Now would be perfect!

Cyan tried a jerking motion with the disconnected limb. He heard the tell tale yelp from Nora and felt his arm hit the floor and began jerking it around. "You broke it, you idiot!" Then engineer walked up to his friends, putting on his normal neutral mask.

"Hey guys, what's up?"

Nora let out a 'eep' sound and tried to bolt out the door if it wasn't for Ren catching her by her collar. "Nora…" The metallic hand on the floor stopped twitching as its owner picked it up, and began examining it.

Nora shifted awkwardly, "Uh… I'm sorry I broke your arm… your new… arm." Cyan smirked and held it out. The hand curled into a thumbs up. "It wasn't broken. I can just move it apparently even when it isn't attached." The young valkyrie's mouth hung open for only a moment before she started frowning, "CyCy! That isn't funny."

"I thought it was hysterical, honestly."

Yang gave him a sour look, "Your face sure doesn't show it." The engineer shrugged, "So what's this I hear about a sparring match?" Pyrrha looked to Weiss, who was busy checking her dust containers, "Thats right. We were just about to start." He turned to face his semi-sorta-girlfriend (He wasn't exact sure what to call her). "Good luck, both of you."

"Is your arm alright?"

"Yeah, I think so…"

"Your leaking."

She moved closer to him, ignoring the curious look from the rest of her friends, but she didn't miss the sly smirk on Pyrrha face. Weiss look at the hole in his arm, oil was leaking out, but to her non-engineering mind it looked alright.

"I might have to put a few quarts in tonight…"

The heiress frowned, "It won't damage it?" The engineer's shrug caused her eyes to narrow. "Go get the oil." Cyan blinked, and began reattaching his arm, "Now? Or after the match?"

"Now."

"Fine, mom."

You guys aren't even technically dating and she's already got you whipped.

…

Nothing? No rebuttal? Do you finally admit your defeat at the hypothetical hands of my highly superior witt?

...Sure. Let's go with that.

Weiss let go a breath she didn't no she was holding, She didn't want him seeing her make a fool of herself fighting Pyrrha. After making sure her partner was out of earshot the white haired teen put her frown back on. She turned to her long time friend, "Let's begin."

Blake walked around the campus curiously, Ozpin had offered her a tour but she wanted to explore by herself, give herself more time to think it over. The ninja looked at her team assignment, Team RCWY huh? Isn't Cyan on that team? The cat faunus felt her ears twitch under her bow. It could be worse… The cat faunus' eyes hardened when she passed by team CRDL. She knew of Winchester's reputation.

The Ex-White Fang member wandered into the arena, her ears hearing the faint sound of clashing steel. Sparring was a common occurrence, according to Ozpin at least. It wouldn't hurt to get a feel of how these people fight.

The first person her eyes fell on was the Schnee heiress. Blake nearly swore, forcing herself back into the shadows. Of course the one of the people on the team that hated her, her team ironically, had to be here. Her gold eyes tracked Weiss' graceful sword swings matching the more powerful, but just as graceful swings of a strange red-headed spartan-ish girl she had never laid eyes on before.

The projector in the back displayed the two's aura levels. The Schnee's level was in the yellow while the spartan's was still in the healthy green. Blake's scrutinizing gaze took in every detail of their fighting style. It took her only a moment into watching to realise that the redhead's semblance was polarity, one could see her hands glow slightly every time her opponent's swings came close.

An ice glyph was cast, freezing Pyrrha's right leg to the ground. Weiss took the opportunity to land a few good slashes, before catching Akuto in her gut. The spartan broke free of the ice too late to follow up on her advantage, her green orbs locked with the heiress' light blue ones. The stare down lasted only a few seconds before the two clashed again.

"Uh...Blake?"

The ninja shot out of the shadows, weapon in hand. She brought it up to the fool's neck who had dared sneak up on her. The golden eyes widened as they gazed into Cyan's panicked brown ones. "H-hey! C-can't w-we have a d-discussion without a b-blade?"

Blake hastily put Gambol Shroud away, not daring to look the engineer in the eyes, "Sorry." The cyborg scratched his head with his good arm, two quarts of oil rested in the other. "It's fine." His eyes rested on Gambol Shroud uneasily, "What are you doing here?"

"I… decided to join the school."

"That's great...? What no enthusiasm? "

"Well the team I joined…"

"Yes?"

"...Its yours."

"Oh… I can see how that can be a problem…"

"Your team mates will attack me on sight."

Cyan's brows furrowed, his gaze turned to his team. Yang was subdued, something that wasn't normal. Ruby was waving flags, cheering and everything she could to support Weiss. "Yang and Ruby will be… easier… to convince." The cyborg's attention focused on his partner, "Weiss on the other hand." He sighed, "She doesn't like most people as a rule, and she's kinda borderline racist…" He held his robotic hand up at Blake's questioning glare, "I'm working on it. It's slow progress but we are getting somewhere." His eyes softened slightly, "Once you get to know her though, she's very caring, witty, and empathetic up to a point." The engineer chuckled, "She's put up with my loner nature for three months and she's only hit me twice."

Blake remained silence, watching the remainder of the fight deep in thought. Weiss almost seemed to be making a comeback, because Pyrrha was in the yellow as well. "By the way, Blake." The ninja turned to face Cyan. "They don't know that I'm not from this world. So can you pretend that you don't know either?"

The cat faunus nodded silently, her eyes searching the engineer's face for signs. His face remained emotionless. She turned to walk off, after reciprocating her team mates farewell. Blake Belladonna had a lot to think of at the moment. The ninja took one last look at her new teammates before walking out the door quickly and quietly.

Weiss took deep drought from her water bottle. She started panting again as soon as the bottle was removed from her lips, but the frown remained. Another loss at the hands of her best friend. It was so close too. The girls locker room was silent while the Schnee slowly got ready for the rest of her day.

As she expected, the only person there when she got out was her partner. Weiss huffed at the frown, "Did you get your oil?" Cyan held up the empty bottles with his recovered hand, "Yeah, but more importantly ar-"

"I thought you said that you were working until eight tonight."

"Fish sent me out because I was tired, but tha-"

"Oh my Dust! Look at the bags! You need to get some sleep now!"

"It's fine, I'm used to not sleeping a lot."

That's because you binge played video games till three in the morning when you had to get up for school at seven.

She doesn't need to know that…

"That's not healthy, moron!"

"That's besides the point rig-"

"Up to bed now!"

"When did you become my mother?"

"Someone has to take care of you. Dust knows what would happen if you were left ot your own devices."

" Wow, first of all, that's rude. Secondly,I do appreciate your concern, but-"

"No buts!"

"Weiss."

"Go!"

Cyan sighed before trudging off, followed closely by his partner. He dared not open his mouth at this point, for fear of being scolded again. His Omni-Tool flashed to life, and he stopped short. Prompting Weiss to halt as well, "What is it?" The engineer grunted, while rubbing his eyes tiredly. "Nothing, just stuff." He continued walking without further comment, his face set in a grimace.

Once the door to the room was open, Cyan keeled over and fell into his bed. His partner took a more dignified approach to her bed and sat down quietly. Her eyes trailed over his form, lingering on the metallic limbs for only a moment before finally resting on the messy hair he refused to comb.

Weiss let out a deep sigh, she reached into her night stand for oil to wipe down her blade, maintenance was very important after all. The heiress glanced at her reflection in the polished blade. Her sky blue eyes stared back at her defiantly, the scar over her left eye causing her to look away. She internally groaned when she saw the whetstone, now she would have to oil Myrtenaster again after sharpening the blade.

She ran the stone down the blade, the telltale scraping sound echoing in the silent room. The tranquil peace was broken by Cyan violently flinching from the sound, the engineer curled up into the fetal position. Weiss stared, "Cyan?"

"C-can you please not do that while I'm here? It brings back…. things I would rather forget happened." She set down Myrtenaster and the Whetstone, and the engineer slowly uncurled himself, his face was akin to a white sheet.

"I just… I don't like swords." The cyborg turned to his head away in embarrassment, "I'm sorry just forget I said anything."

"Cyan."

The engineer didn't answer, Weiss stood up from her bed and carefully strode over. The engineer showed no sign of acknowledging her presence. She took a deep breath, he had never mentioned what had happened to him during his time being kidnapped and none of the team had dared to ask, he acted the same mostly. But there was a few things that she had noticed that were off, namely the aversion to sharp objects. It didn't even matter if it was a butter knife he would get within a foot of it if he could help it. Yang and Ruby didn't seem to notice, but she liked to think it was because she knew her partner much better than the sisters. The heiress decided to take a chance.

"What… What happened there… at the docks?"

The brown haired teen hesitated, he sat up suddenly, the look in his eyes making him seem far older than seventeen.

Are you sure that you want to do this?

...I don't know. I guess she should know but still.

Don't the others deserve to as well?

Well yeah, but

You trust Weiss more, right?

...yes.

Then tell her.

"I can understand if you don't want to talk about it… I-it can't be easy to think about."

Cyan was silent before he spoke almost in a whisper "They kept me in a room for a while, just by myself." Weiss sat down next to him, "They had Bl- that one black hair girl come in, almost like a good cop."

"What did they want?"

"Information."

"About?"

"...Beacon."

Weiss didn't like that hesitation, she knew that wasn't the real reason but now wasn't the time. "Should we get the others?" Cyan hesitated, "No… Not yet. Don't get me wrong, I trust them and all but…" She grabbed his hand, feeling the cold metal. He took a deep breath, "The next day… that's when…" He gestured to his arm, "I didn't say anything… And the next day... " He clenched his free hand hard enough that it started to spark with his aura. "It started with little nicks with the sword at first. My aura healed them up fast... " Weiss squeezed his hands, she could see the metaphorical cracks forming in his mask. She could see the tears starting to form.

"Then the cuts got deeper, and my aura ran out. Just that slicing sound… and pain." He shivered violently. Cyan's face was pale and he was breathing heavily, "In between those times, he would sharpen the blade with a stone just like that. I can handle seeing a sword, just… the sound of one being sharpened. That grating sound..."

"Why didn't you tell us this before? It's no wonder you flinch away from all those sounds."

He didn't answer, opting to remain quite. The heiress wrapped her arms around him burying her face in his chest. Cyan slowly embraced her as well. The two didn't say anything, just sitting embraced in a companionable silence.

"Hey have you seen Weiss and Cyan?"

Jaune looked up from his dinner, Pyrrha was giving him a sly grin. "No… Can't say I have. Why?" The spartan's eyes shined in a way that made the young knight uncomfortable. "I saw them walk into their room together, and they haven't came out yet." Jaune scratched his head, "Well, yeah, but did you see Cyan's face? He wasn't going to do anything besides sleeping. Weiss is probably getting ahead in her classes. We both saw her talking to Professor Port earlier, and it is about a week til the break is over.

"Should we go check on them?"

"No." The knight's face was stern, "Just leave them alone, "They gone through a rough time recently." Pyrrha rolled her eyes playfully, "When did you become the voice of reason Mr. Leader?" Jaune straightened up proudly, "I'll have you know that I have great leadership qualities." Pyrrha laughed softly, but the look didn't leave her eyes. "Nevertheless, they both need some dinner." She put her hands up to stop the blonde protests. "I wont bother them for long."

"I don't know…"

"Would you rather have a cranky Weiss come down here for food?"

"No…"

The redhead stood up and gathered her food, "Don't you have a fellow leader to ask to the dance, which is in less than a week and a half away?" Jaune twitched, and Pyrrha didn't wait for his response. She picked out two trays of food, one with a chef salad, a cup of blueberry yogurt and some water. The other consisted of some salmon (she knew he would've preferred the bacon cheeseburger, but it screamed unhealthy and she didn't approve of unhealthiness.) a side of mash potatoes, and cup of milk. She expertly balanced them in one hand, and headed into the dorms.

It wasn't long until she made it to Weiss and Cyan's room. She knocked on the door, a half asleep Cyan answered. She giggled at his obvious bed head. "Would you be interested in some food?" The engineer blinked tiredly, then opened the door to let her in. Pyrrha took in the surroundings in the room, Cyan had evidently been playing some video game, as one of his consoles was out and the tv showed a some fox-like man, and a catchy tune played.

"Weiss went to the library to get something for classes, I think she said it was Port's."

The spartan deflated, "Oh… Well…" Suddenly an idea formed in her head, "I'll take her plate down to her in the library!" She picked up Weiss' tray and hurried and left, an odd spring in her step.

Cyan just sat down and started playing Melee again, occasionally taking a bite out of his dinner. He briefly wondered why Pyrrha was so enthusiastic, but he chalked it up to it being a girl thing.

Excerpt from the journal of Ebon Fish

Ah the joys of young love, I remember back in the old days. I was a stud and all the women wanted me. It was natural given my superior good looks and incredible charm. But looking my two students, can't help but make me feel nostalgic.

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