Chapter VI

Weiss woke up in an unfamiliar room. The medium sized room with plaster walls colored in a grey, the ceiling retaining a brighter version of the color, the floor having a clay white color carpet. The single fan in the middle of the room spun slowly, for being spring it was slightly warm but not too much so. She sat up in her bed, the comforter was the same color as the walls, while having a black chevron pattern running across it in three different locations. Weiss stretched out her arms before pulling her bed sheets off of her body and getting up to her feet. Currently, the only thing she wore was her normal undergarments with an over sized dress shirt that Blake had gave her.

'Right… I'm at Blake's house… what happened last night? In fact what happened at all yesterday?' Weiss couldn't remember a single thing after coming up the elevators from the lobby. The smell of food wafted through the air, right now her memories would have to wait. Weiss walked over to the oak door and opened it gingerly. The apartment was pretty spaced out, Weiss's room looked right into the kitchen where there was a granite island and then behind that a large stove with a sink next to it, the counter space was pretty large for what the space was.

Blake stood at the stove with her back to Weiss preparing breakfast for the two of them, it was a new schedule she would have to get used to. After all, Weiss passed out right after her panic attack and hasn't woke up since… hopefully the scent of food would wake her up. Blake heard a creak in the wood flooring behind her and whipped around to see Weiss slowly making her way to the island.

"Morning. Sleep well?" Blake asked.

"Well enough I suppose… What happened yesterday?" Weiss asked hungry for answers.

"Well, for starters you had a panic attack of sorts, then you walked in the door and collapsed. You must have been passed out since then. Also, you're a really heavy sleeper, since you were in your normal clothes still… I… uhh… Took the liberty in giving you something… More comfortable to sleep in." Blake's face was in full blush, she could feel the heat radiating off of her face, but hoped Weiss wouldn't see it. However, in quite the contrast, Weiss had noticed but wasn't free from a blush either. The two stood there in silence for a moment.

"Th-Thanks…" Weiss offered in return for the gesture.

"Well, uh, breakfast is almost ready, so if you want to go sit down there, it'll be just a moment." Blake said gesturing to the other half of the space where the kitchen lead down into a sitting room where glass completely covered the wall opposite of the door to look over the city skyline. Nodding, Weiss went to the main area after walking down a miniature flight of stairs and sat down on the couch between two chairs and a glass coffee table looking out over the city.

"This place…. This place is amazing." Weiss said breathlessly looking out over the city.

"It really is." Blake said walking up behind her before setting two plates down on the coffee table. "It's one of the reasons I chose to live here," Blake took a long gaze out of the large windows. "I always hoped I could raise a family here, you know? Finally find that right mood… The peace and quiet… have a child running around. I had it all planned out." Blake gave a short laugh. "That was before I realized, I didn't want my child to grow up with a quote unquote 'father'... It was about high school when I realized I wasn't in to men." Blake heaved a content sigh. "Sorry… I didn't mean to… uhh…"

"Don't worry about it, I'm here to listen. Its the least I can do. I can understand how you felt." Weiss said knowingly.

Weiss picked up the fork that Blake had given her and started in on a small amount of eggs that laid on the plate. Blake walked over to the couch and took a seat beside Weiss and began on her own plate. The two ate in a comfortable silence not wanting to break it.

Both finished their small meal and sat in silence just enjoying one another's company. Blake suddenly come up with an idea to maybe strengthen the bond between them and see what kind of person Weiss is like.

"Hey. We should probably go get you some clothes." She mentioned still looking at the purple sky starting to change to orange.

"Yeah, you're right. After my… rude awakening I guess you could call it… I have nothing to wear but… this." Weiss gestured to the over sized shirt she was wearing which made her remembered that she was pretty much half naked in front of the girl whose opinion is virtually the only one she wants right now. Her face began to blush once again as she quickly stood up. "I-I'll go change, then we can go." She said before hurrying off to her room.

'God Weiss has slender legs...' Blake thought to herself. 'If only I could just come out and say it… But wasn't early kind of a big hint? Is she not into women?' Blake let out a sigh before standing up and collecting the dishes from in front of her. She needed to tell Weiss how she felt… but was it too early? Were her feelings even true? Was she really smitten with the white haired girl, or did she just take pity on her and want to help? What if she rejected Blake? They would have to live in an awkward space together… there were too many loose ends at the moment, there was nothing she could do. Blake discarded the dishes into the sink so she could work on them later.

Stopping on her way to her room she realized she hadn't given Weiss back her clothes yet. Oops. Blake quickly rushed to the laundry room just to the right of the sitting area, she quickly opened the door and found the articles of clothing and draped them over her arm. This was going to get bad fast. She rushed back out of the laundry room and headed for Weiss's room. Giving a few quick sharp knocks against the door she opened it without thinking. As she opened the door, she opened it to find Weiss in nothing but her under garments bent over the dresser in search of her clothes.

The light rays that showed through the blinds on the window covered Weiss in a golden glow setting softly against her skin. Blake stood in the doorway motionless as if one wrong move she would step on a mine field. Weiss's face immediately went into a flush, realizing the raven haired girl's mistake before she did. Slowly and calmly Blake placed the clothes on the bed, slowly backed out and shut the door. She looked at a wooden door for a good few moments before turning her back to it. A voice came from inside.

"That never happened." Weiss said calmly.

"Agreed." Blake said embarrassedly, little did she know on the other side of the door the same feeling were being received by the white haired girl. The awkward situation the two fell into created a weird aura of uncomfortability. Blake walked back out the kitchen and sat down.

A few moments later the ex-heiress emerged from her room. "Where are we going today?" She asked genuinely curious.

"Well… I was thinking about taking you to Scarlet's Secret, then to another clothing store just a block away." Blake answered while still batting the image of Weiss's half naked body in her mind. It was wrong and improper to think about it… but she couldn't help herself, how was she supposed to resist someone who had a body like hers; and in that lighting no less?

"Sounds good to me. I should have enough lien for a few outfits, so you shouldn't have to worry about me." Weiss said confidently.

"Why don't you just let me pay for them? I'm making more than enough money and you need to save up yours; you'll probably need it in the future." Blake offered, she wasn't about to leave her guest high and dry.

"I don't want to take advantage of your hospitality, and plus I can make it back quickly. It's not as if I can not find a job." Weiss held her ground, she didn't want to over extend her welcome. She needed to make a good impression. Step one in the "make Blake fall for me plan" Weiss has thought up. Weiss at this point thought of Blake as an angel. She wanted this kindness, this sense of security to last as long as possible. Something in the back of her mind told her that the person she was supposed to meet was indeed Blake. The makeshift British death imagine Weiss had was calling this girl's name. She had to make her move before anyone else got her first; and plus, Weiss had always wondered what it was like to be in love.