A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, had a lot going on. This is the last official chapter, but I promise a prologue is on the way. Thank you so much for the support, I couldn't ask for a better response to my first fic.

Ch. 8

Weiss followed Yang out to the parking lot, wondering where she should begin.

She thought it might be better to get it all over with as soon as possible. But what would Yang think of her when she found out? It wasn't exactly uncommon for rich men to cheat on their wives, but this situation was entirely different. Weiss was very aware of Neptune's infidelity, as most wives were, but she didn't mind. She encouraged it, even. She had always been Neptune's cover, but at what cost? Weiss had never truly been in a relationship, all the boys around her knowing full well that she was Neptune's girl. She had never known the kind of love that she felt for Yang. How was she supposed to explain all this?

"Yang I-" Weiss started, trying to start somewhere.

"Not here." Yang interrupted without looking back. The heiress was slightly taken aback, but kept following her companion. They got to Yang's motorcycle, the woman immediately swinging her leg over it and offering her spare helmet to Weiss. There was no protest as the white-haired girl clipped it on, and off they went. Yang was trying not to think about how electricity seemed to be coursing through her body when Weiss clutched her tightly. There were more serious matters to attend to.

The entire ride passed in complete silence, Yang's brow furrowed, and a slightly worried expression on Weiss's face. They got to the Schnee manor without incident, the blonde hopping off the bike and entering the garage without a backwards glance. Weiss followed obediently behind her, afraid of where this conversation might end up.

"Yang, it isn't what you think, you don't know Neptune, you don't know what-"

"Don't." The blonde woman spoke softly, but she may as well have shouted with the effect it had on Weiss. There were so many emotions in Yang's voice. Rage, confusion, hurt. All packed into one small word. "Don't you dare try and defend him!" She was shouting now, eyes were vivid red, tears forming, but not falling. Not yet. Weiss was shocked into silence and nodded once, sitting down in the closest chair while Yang stared at her.

"He doesn't get the luxury of an explanation! I don't want to know why! I don't want a sob story, or circumstances, or whatever else you were going to tell me! I don't want to feel sorry for Neptune, because I've been jealous of him from the day we met! He has everything! And look at me! What do I have!?" Yang exclaimed, her hands spread wide in a question.

Weiss blinked once. She didn't think the blonde was ever jealous of any of her worldly possessions. "I know Neptune and I have quite a lot of money, I mean, you've seen the Schnee estate-"

"That's not what I mean," Yang interrupted again, her voice returning to a normal volume. "And you know it. I'm happy with what Ruby and I have, the shop, the apartment, everything. I've never been jealous of the money, or the house, or the job-"

"Then what are you talking about? Why are you so angry with him?" Weiss was confused now, Yang's reaction had been positively volatile.

"I'm angry because he has you!" The shouting had come back, but the tears were falling freely from Yang's lilac eyes now. "Neptune has everything I ever wanted because he has you! He has the most sophisticated, talented, ambitious, hard-working, committed wife. And what does he do!? He goes and messes around with a bartender, right in front of everyone! He wasn't even sneaking around or trying to hide it! Anyone could have seen, anyone could have told you! You gave him your heart and he threw it away!" Yang had stopped crying now, but her voice still sounded broken.

She took a deep shuddering breath and continued, "I'm angry because I wanted you to give me your heart, because you've had mine ever since you told me about your scar. I'm angry because if I had your heart, you would never feel the need to play that song on the piano again, the one I heard when you didn't know I was there. I wanted to be the one to make you happy, to bring you ice cream when you needed it, to be your space heater in the winter, to hold the door whenever we went out. I wanted to be the last one you saw before you went to bed at night and the first one you saw in the morning. I wanted to be the one you loved. I didn't want it to be anyone else, let alone someone who would cheat on you. I just...I wanted you to want me like I want you," Yang finished, eyes dry, but voice quavering.

Weiss sat in the chair, mouth hanging slightly open. She had been made aware that Yang had some feelings for her that night, but she never expected this. The confession had her reeling, she wasn't even sure if she could form words, let alone what those words would be if she could.

"But I know you don't," Weiss's eyes snapped to Yang's, but the blonde continued before she could say anything. "And I know that's something I'm going to have to get over. But I can't just let someone as wonderful as you feel like you have to stay with a husband like that," Lilac eyes were downcast as their owner finished. Yang's voice strong, but it was entirely hollow.

"He's not my husband." The words had come out of Weiss's mouth of their volition, and it occurred to the white haired girl that for the first time in her life, she was speaking from the heart. "Well...according to some paperwork he is. But Neptune and I were never involved romantically. He's gay...but I'm sure you may have noticed that…. He told me in boarding school when we were sixteen, I've been his cover ever since. I love him. But only as a sister loves a brother. Nothing less. Nothing more," Weiss stopped, unsure of where to go from there.

Yang's head had slowly lifted during Weiss's speech, lilac eyes locked on to ice blues. The intensity of the gaze made the heiress slightly uncomfortable, but she continued. "As for the matter of my heart….It was never Neptune's. It has belonged to a kind, sincere, generous, vibrant, energetic, brute for quite some time now. Ever since she crawled under my car and changed the oi-mmf!"

Weiss let out a squeak as she felt a pair of lips connect forcefully with her own. She barely had time to register what was happening before they were gone again.

"Jeez, Weiss I'm so sorry, I totally interrupted you. You just have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that and you were saying all those things, and I was already amped up from the freaking floodgate of emotions I just let loose and I didn't even ask if you wanted to and-"

"Yang." Weiss stopped the girl's rambling for what seemed like the hundredth time since they met.

"Y-yeah?" Yang asked cautiously.

"Stop talking and do that again immediately." Yang's mouth fell open, causing Weiss to roll her eyes and grab the blonde by the collar of her shirt, tugging her down to eye level. "Don't make me ask again."

Yang's eyes darkened as she crashed their lips together, with much more intensity than the first time. Weiss felt as if the entire universe was falling away around her and rebuilding itself with Yang as its center. She had kissed boys in the past, but this was different. This made her feel like whole body was on fire, ignited by the woman that was kissing her as if it was her one and only chance. This made her feel like she was important. Like she was special.

Like she was home.

They broke apart when the need for air became apparent, flushed faces smiling softly at each other. Yang had a hard, blazing look in her eyes, but her words were quiet and gentle.

"Wow….I didn't think you could be any more amazing...but add 'The best kisser to ever grace Remnant' to that list," Yang said, eliciting a small laugh from Weiss.

"That was so cheesy," the heiress said, pushing the blonde's shoulder playfully. "Do you remember the day we met? I tripped on that wheely thing and you caught me?" Yang nodded, her eyes still blazing. "Well, you might have caught me, but I fell hard anyways. I...I love you Yang." Weiss felt the need to get everything off her chest, lay it bare for Yang so no more misunderstandings could come between them.

The blonde chuckled lightly "Who's cheesy now?" Yang leaned down to kiss the heiress softly. "I love you too Weiss. Always will." The white haired girl leaned in for another kiss, but Yang stepped back, earning a questioning gaze from the heiress.

"Look, I'm going to be very honest, if you keep kissing me, I don't think I'm going to be able to stop for a very long time, and it's already pretty late. I don't want to screw this up by going faster than you want, so how about I go home, and I'll come by first thing in the morning?" Yang had her hands clasped behind her back to prevent them grabbing the heiress and taking her right then and there.

Weiss had an unidentifiable look in her eyes before she started walking towards the main house, gesturing for Yang to follow.

"Um, Weiss? Where are we going?" The blonde asked, wondering if any of what she just said registered with the heiress.

"I'm going to show you where my tattoo is," Weiss said in an even voice, but couldn't hide the smirk on her lips when Yang froze in place, the blazing look returning to her eyes in an instant. The heiress looked back at the blonde's stock-still form. "Are you coming?" Weiss asked, continuing towards her bedroom.

"Oh, I will be," Yang muttered under her breath before running after Weiss, feeling more complete than she had been years.