Pyrrha was stubborn.
At least, that's the first word that came to Yang's mind when it came to describing the Amazonian beauty... Although then the blonde brawler would rush to say that she was beautiful, caring, sweet, calm, perfect, beautiful, funny, supportive, and did she mention beautiful? And it was true that whenever around the athletic redhead, Yang grew uncharacteristically nervous, often stuttering every other word and blushing profusely every time she heard that damned melodic voice. So yes, Yang Xiao Long had a crush on Pyyrha Nikos.
This wasn't particularly surpising. According to Ruby, Yang has had several girlfriends over the years, a fact the blonde herself would shamelessly admit to. But in the past, Yang had never truly been smitten with another female, instead just asking out whoever was hot or deemed cool enough by the brawler to be her appropriately called girl-of-the-week, as these relationships never lasted more than ten days or so.
But that's in the past. This is now.
Pyrrha Nikos was a very stubborn girl.
This wasn't the first time that Yang had complained about that particular fact to her partner, Blake.
"I mean, how can she say NO to ME? I'm so hot!" Yang griped, sighing as she ran a hand through her wild mane of golden locks, plopping down next to the ravenette at their team RWBY's usual lunch table.
"Perhaps because she isn't into the female gender," the bibliophile mused, smirking slightly as her partner aggressively stabbed her turkey leg with her fork. "Or maybe she prefers brunettes?"
Yang grunted, shaking her head and shoving a bite of the cooked bird into her mouth. "Naw, that'sh not it," she said, speaking that sentence around the turkey that she was chewing.
"Your complete and utter lack of any manners whatsoever would be my guess," Weiss piped, her mouth twisted into a disgusted grimace as she saw how her teammate spoke with a moth full of food. The look only darkened as she saw her own partner shoveling chocolate chip cookies into her mouth with fiery determination. "Ruby Rose! Meal first, cookies afterwards!" She quipped in annoyance.
The redhead pouted,"Aww c'mon Weiss! Since my semblance is speed, my metabolism is AWESOME!" She declared.
"Ruby," Blake said softly, smiling as Ruby's cheeks turned dark red, most likely due to the fact that Blake had gently taken ahold of Ruby's non-cookie-holding hand under the table. "You really should eat real food before you splurge on sweets."
The blushing leader sighed,"Fine, only three more," she promised, which seemed to patially satisfy the two more proper training Huntresses that composed RWBY. The younger girl turned to her disgruntled big sibling, offering a smile. "Maybe she just already had... Uh... Plans for that night?"
Yang waved a hand to dismiss their claims, thankfully-to Weiss, at least-swallowing her food BEFORE speaking. "None of that. Pyrrha said that shewas attracted to me, and I'm fairly sure she didn't have anything to do..."
"But she didn't give a reason for the rejection?" Questioned Weiss.
"No!" She burst, frowning as she thought. "I swear, that woman...' She left the rest of her sentence go unsaid, seeing the four members of JNPR sit at the table directly across from RWBY's. Yang stood up, determined to get the magnetic redhead to say yes to her this time. "Be right back," she said, walking quickly out of the cafeteria.
"Where's SHE going?" Weiss asked Ruby, who simply shrugged before putting her small, almost empty box of cookies to the side and obediently starting to eat some chicken and various veggies.
The heirress's question was answered about five minutes later, when the brawler cam bounding back into the mess hall, holding a large serving tray in hand.
"Oh Dust," the white haired girl muttered, causing uby and blake to curiously watch Yang, who approached Pyrrha.
"Yo, Nikos," she called, casuing the star athlete to look up, small smile on her face.
"Yang," She said simply in response, emerald eyes flciking to the metal tray before back into the blonde's lilac orbs. "Why is it that you have a serving dish?" She asked.
The seventeen-year-old smirked slightly, putting one foot on the long seat in front of the tbale, leaning slightly over Pyrrha. "Well, I just happened to think myself, 'Hmm, what do I have in common with a tray?', and then it hit me." She grinned wickedly, putting the tray on Pyrrha's head.
Even when she was'nt actively using her semblance, small or lightweight metallic onjects seemed ever so slightly attracted to the Amazonian beauty, which is why she often used plastic eating utensils.
"We're both attracted to you!" Yang stated, quite proud of her pun. Nora laughed aloud, Ren face-palmed, Jaune stared, confused, Weiss snorted in derision, Blake rolled her eyes, and Ruby let out a surprised little giggle.
Pyrrha stared at her blonde attmepted-suitor, her brain slow to comprehend, and She'll be dammed if her cheeks didn't turn as red as her hair from surprise. "Yang I-"
"Come on, just go out with me," She pleaded.
"No," The redhead declined, smirking despite her furious blush, taking the platter off of her head.
"ATLEASTTELLMEWHY?!" Yang said, desperation clear in her voice.
"No." Pyrrha stated, smirk growing on her face, causing the fiery blonde to growl in annoyance, though she wasn't sad, just a bit peeved and all the more determined.
"Fine!" She snapped, turning on her heel and whisking over to return to her team's tabel, but turned back to Pyrrha in order to state. "But I'll be back, and I WILL get you to say yes, mark myt words," she said, then unceremoniously plopped back down, grumbling something to herself.
"I look forward to it, though it won't be eeeeaaasy~!" Pyrrha sang, just loud enough for Yang to here, earning her a rather odd, but, to Pyrrha, adorably angry, response from the blonde. One hand gave a thumbs up sign, but the other held up only a middle finger.
"So damn stubborn," Yang muttered, lowering her hands and already planning her next move...