Wow, thanks for all the faves and follows! For some reason the words kept flowing, so this chapter is a little longer. Hopefully each chapter gets progressively longer as time goes on.

"Hey Weiss!" Yang shouted, sliding into the seat opposite Weiss. It was breakfast time, and Team RWBY were gearing up for another day of training in preparation for the tournament. "Weiiiisy!"

"It's Weiss!" The heiress growled. She was most definitely not a morning person. "And do you have to shout so loudly when you're seated so close? I think I'm deaf from your screaming."

"Hence, I need to shout louder." Yang's proud grin at having thought of the comeback only caused Weiss to fume even more. "Anyways, did you see this?" Yang held up her scroll.

"...Vytal's Gossip Girl XOXO?" Weiss read the name of the blog out loud, before giving Yang a look of disbelief. Apparently Yang had fallen far lower then Weiss had originally thought. "You read this drivel?"

"Sometimes!" Yang replied happily, completely ignoring Weiss' glare. "But more importantly, look who was seen at Vytal Airport yesterday~"

"I swear, if this is another stupid idol group-" Weiss' eyes widened when she saw the woman on the screen. "-Winter…?"

"Yup!" Yang shouted, her eyes sparkling. "And more importantly, look who's behind her!" Yang double tapped on the slightly more blurred figure behind the older Schnee. "Cassian. Fucking. Gray. Do you know the significance of this!?"

Weiss blinked, not understanding the reason for Yang's excitement. " Cassian's her bodyguard. Of course he's behind her. That's his job."

"You don't read the tabloids do you? The two of them are dating!"

"What?" Weiss snorted. "Impossible. Cassian is Winter's servant. A Schnee would never date their employee. It isn't proper."

"Are you suuuure?"

"Of course I'm sure, I'm her sister!"

"Then why are their rumors she's pregnant with his child?"

"She's what!?" Weiss shrieked, temporarily forgetting that a) she had told Yang to stop making so much noise and b) she was in a public place surrounded by other people.

A chorus of shushes caused Weiss to turn red. Muttering an apology to the peanut gallery, Weiss turned to her blond teammate, who was silently laughing her arse off.

"She's what!?" Weiss whispered furiously. "Pregnant!?"

"Well that's the rumor." Yang scrolled through the comment section of the article. "Apparently some reporter asked Cassian if it was true and he threatened to sue her for defamation."

"That's their evidence? They're basing my sister's pregnancy on a potential lawsuit?" Weiss rolled her eyes. "Plebeians."

"What? Weiss' sister is pregnant?" Ruby's voice asked from behind Weiss. She and Blake had just arrived in time to catch the last of the conversation. "Congratulations Weiss, you're going to be an auntie!"

"What? No!" Weiss shouted in denial, causing both Blake and Ruby to flinch and step back.

"Owww, you don't have to shout so loud you know?" Ruby held her hands over her ears and winched. "I'm standing right here."

This time, Yang didn't bother trying to laugh silently.

As Yang's laughter echoed through the cafeteria, while Ruby and Blake watched on with confused expressions, Weiss used her own scroll to access the picture of her sister.

Looking at the photo more closely, Weiss realised just how long it had been since she'd last seen her sister. The Winter she remembered was a kind yet proud girl, who would climb trees and sneak out past curfew to play in the snow. Her hair was always a mess, her clothes well-kept but worn from her continuous adventuring. She was also always smiling, regardless of the situation.

The Winter Schnee in the photo was drop dead gorgeous, standing nearly six feet tall. Her white hair, a symbol of her Schnee heritage, was tied back in a bun, with a large fringe covering her right eye. A frown danced on her lips, making her look both regal and cold. Her clothing, consisting of the Schnee colors of white and blue with just a hint of red, was a perfect balance of sensual and fierce, embodying her position as head of the Schnee's Private Military Company Pale Horse.

Behind Winter, Weiss could see Cassian Gray, her sister's supposed boyfriend according to Yang. Weiss had met Cassian long ago, back when he first became her sister's bodyguard. At the time, Winter and Cassian had both been fourteen, while Weiss had been ten.

The Cassian back then had both tall and well built. He had had black hair, with only a few small streaks of gray. He had also been wearing a pair of prescription glasses, his chocolate brown eyes both soft and kind.

The Cassian now however, was almost unrecognisable to Weiss. Gone was his black hair, replaced instead with a light gray. He was wearing a white suit with the Schnee crest printed on his breast. Underneath, the Atlas military crest was also printed, along with the insignia of a Colonel. He wore a set of pauldrons over his suit, as well as a pair of greaves and vambraces. His hair was swept backwards, revealing his forehead and sunglasses. His mouth was a thin line, making him look both uncaring and distant.

The two of them looked like a pair of models, and the title of the article reflected it.

The Ice Queen and her Knight! The coolest couple arrives in Vytal!

"Winter and Cassian." Weiss mumbled, her finger lightly brushing the photo. "You look so different now-"

"Heeeey Weiss!" Yang yelled, shaking Weiss out of her thoughts. "I have a question about your sister~"

"What is it?" Weiss shouted back. If this turned out to be a stupid question, Yang would find the business end of Myrtenaster at her throat.

"Are you and Winter really sisters?" Weiss blinked, startled at the question. The idea had never occurred to her, but now that Weiss thought about it, it could explain why Winter had not been named heiress despite being older-

"Because she's packing some serious boing-boing-" Yang cupped her significant assets in her hands and jiggled them, pressing the point. "-while you seem to be seriously lacking any boing-boing-"

Weiss looked down at her-ahem-very modest chest area, before comparing it to Winter's-ahem-much more generous chest area. Anger erased any conscious thought from Weiss' mind as she reached for Myrtenaster.

By the time Professor Goodwitch managed to reach the cafeteria, over thirty students had been incapacitated by Weiss' glyphs.

According to survivor reports, Yang had managed to escape the Schnee heiress' wrath by using her fellow students Sun and Neptune as human shields, before jumping through a window whilst shouting "You'll never take me alive!"

The current whereabouts of Weiss and Yang are unknown, but random bursts of both flame and ice were later reported to be seen in the Emerald Forest throughout day.

In other words, just another normal day at Beacon.

"Morning Winter." Cassian opened the connecting door between their two rooms. He was already fully dressed, his weapon was already strapped to his back. In his hand, he held a tablet scroll. "I've got your schedule for the day right here."

"Mgggnh." Winter groaned, her entire body smothered in pillows and blankets. Her white hair, released from its bun, covered a large portion of the king-sized bed like some sort of weird seaweed monster. "Five more minuteeeeeeees."

Cassian couldn't imagine what the tabloids would write about their celebrated Cool Beauty/Ice Queen if they saw how she was like in the privacy of her own room. Glancing around the hotel room, Cassian noted her outfit from yesterday strewn randomly across the floor, as well as her dirty underwear hanging from the bathroom door knob. If Cassian had to describe Winter's bedroom in one word, it would be...disgusting. With a sigh, Cassian walked over to Winter's bed.

"Wake up sleepy head." Cassian sat on the bed and ruffled Winter's hair, his eyes returning to his tablet. "I've got coffee and food waiting in my room. Your clothes are ironed and hung in the bathroom. And you have a morning meeting in forty minutes across the city."

"Mmmm." Winter purred, enjoying the feeling of Cassian scratching her head. "Can we just cancel the meetings and spend some time together here?" Winter peeked at Cassian through the covers, her eyes hungry for something that was obviously not breakfast. "I'm sure they'll understand."

"No can do." Cassian replied, his eyes still not leaving his tablet. "We're here for a month, of which we have stuff to do pretty much every single day for at least three weeks."

"Mggg." Winter puffed her cheeks out, physically illustrating her annoyance at the lack of alone-time she had with her boyfriend. Cassian, seeing his lover's pissed face, gave her an apologetic grin.

"I'm sorry, but we've got to do what we've got to do."

"Uggggh." Winter groaned one more time, before finally dragging herself out of bed. "Fiiiiiine. But only for you."

Cassian gave her a quick peck on the cheek, causing Winter to blush. "There's the girl I fell for." Cassian dropped the tablet on the bed. "Your schedule's in there. The password's Winterforlife."

"Wait, you seriously made that your password?" Cassian chuckled at his girlfriend's disbelief.

"Yes. It was that or Winterislife." Cassian yelped when Winter glomped him from behind and pulled him to the bed. "Hey, careful of my sword!" Cassian unhooked his weapon from his back and threw it to the ground.

"Oh you! Are you sure you don't wanna use your sword?" WInter giggled and wrapped her arms around Cassian's neck. "Shall we have a little fun first and let the others wait?"

"Hey wait…" Cassian squinted. "Is that my Atlas Academy T-shirt? And my boxers!?"

"May-be." Winter laughed. She was indeed wearing Cassian's alma-mater shirt, as well as a pair of his blue boxers. "They're so comfortable!"

"And they're also mine!" Cassian made a grab for them, only for Winter to roll aside at the last minute.

"If you want them, you'll have to take them off yourself!" Winter fluttered her eyelashes seductively. There was no way to misinterpret her intention. In spite of himself, Cassian felt a blush rise in his cheeks. He immediately took a deep breath, trying to control himself. They didn't have time to get all...hanky-panky. "Cassian?" Winter asked, curious why her boyfriend had his eyes closed. "Caaaasian?"

"Return my sleeping clothes, you sex-crazed animal!" Cassian suddenly tackled Winter to the bed, pinning her down. Winter yelped in surprise, a wide grin on her face as she crashed onto the bed.

The two of the tousled around for a bit, laughing and teasing each other. They would have happily continued to do that all day had Cassian's tablet not begun to ring. With lightning speed, Cassian dislodged himself from Winter and grabbed the tablet.

"Crap!" Cassian swore, glancing at the time display on the scroll. "We have five minutes to get to that meeting!"

"Be out in a sec!" Winter rushed into the bathroom to take a quick shower and change, while Cassian tried his best to smooth out his rumpled uniform and hair. A few minutes later, a scream came from the bathroom.

Without thinking, Cassian burst into the bathroom, Damocles drawn and ready to strike.

"Winter, what's wrong?" Cassian shouted, his eyes darting around looking for the attacker. "What do I kill!?"

"C-Cassian." Winter turned to Cassian, a worried look on her face. She had already showered and dressed, and had been in the middle of drying her damp hair when she screamed. "Look."

Cassian peered at Winter's neck. Directly above her collarbone was a small red mark. Due to Winter's perfect white skin, the mark was impossible to miss.

"Huh." Cassian examined the wound. "It looks like something bit you. Maybe a mosquito or something..."

It took Cassian a second to realise exactly who gave her the mark and how it got there. Both of which incidentally, were completely his fault.

"Oooops." Cassian said, scratching his head and giving Winter what he hoped was an apologetic smile. "Um...I could go get a band-aid?"

"Yes…" Winter, after a second, nodded her head. "That would be a good idea."

The moment Cassian stepped out of the bathroom, Winter placed her forehead on the sink and groaned. Even with the band-aid, how many ways were there to get an injury in that particular spot? Winter wasn't even sure if she was mad or happy at Cassian for giving her a hickey.

In all honesty,she felt a little bit of both. Happy that Cassian had left his mark on her, but angry that it was in such a visible place (The romantic in Winter was actually very happy that it was so visible. The logical Winter however, was very very mad.)

WInter hoped to Oum that there weren't any paparazzi outside the hotel. She knew that if they saw the blemish or even the band-aid, rumors would flow like water.

Winter sighed and shook her head.

The tabloids were going to have a field day.

"Ugh! That was a complete waste of a day!" Weiss grumbled, folding her arms as she lay in her bed. It was late at night, and the team was exhausted. Ruby had already fallen asleep with Zwei, while Blake was trying to sleep. Weiss and Yang however, were not making it easy for the cat Faunus.

"Well I wasn't the one chasing their teammate around for eleven hours straight over a harmless observation."

"You implied Winter and I weren't blood related!"

"I think we both know you got mad because of the other thing."

"That other thing just added insult to the injury!"

"No, it was the injury. But I seriously think you over-reacted. I mean, just because you don't have as much boin-"

"Do you want to keep running throughout the night?"

"Yang, just drop it please so that we can sleep." Blake's exhausted voice cut into the two girls' arguement. "Weiss, that goes for you too. We're all exhausted."

"But Yang-"

"Weiss." Blake's voice took on a slightly feral tone. Weiss shuddered, immediately falling silent.

"Meow. Kitty has cla-"

"Yang."

"OK! Sleeping! G'night Blakey and Weissy!"

"It's Wei-"

"Good night you two." Blake's voice cut through the darkness, her tone indicating that any further noise would be met with violence.

Weiss lay in her bed, listening as her teammates' snores filled the room. She couldn't sleep.

Listening to make sure that she was the only one still awake, Weiss reached over and grabbed her scroll from her bedside table. Pulling her duvet over her head, Weiss unlocked the device.

The picture of Winter and Cassian appeared on her screen. Scrolling through the comments, Weiss noticed how many people supported their supposed "relationship".

Ermagod, it's like...true love! - Loveloveprincess:3

They are soooo cute! She's his queen and he's her knight! #fairytaillove - WinterKnight

I'd tap either of them if they weren't dating each other. -Yellowsundragon

"Wait, is that Yang?"

They've crossed social boundaries and they look hot while doing so. Everyone should learn from them. #modelcouple - Happylovedays

Weiss grimaced. She couldn't believe how many people (including her own teammate for Oum's sake!) believed that her sister was dating her bodyguard. She looked at the picture again, trying to figure out how people had managed to interpret it as being a sign of the two of them dating.

No matter how hard Weiss looked, she couldn't see even an ounce of romance in the photo. Cassian wasn't even looking at Winter. Instead, his gaze seemed to be focused on a Faunus reporter with a voluptuous body…

"Ugh, I just don't see it!" Weiss muttered to herself. After a moment, Weiss decided to search for more photos of the two. Perhaps there was more concrete evidence somewhere else.

Typing Winter and Cassian relationship into Image Search, Weiss was rewarded with thousands of photos of the two. Scrolling through the photos, Weiss noted that many of them were similar to the one Yang showed her.

Winter giving a speech, while Cassian stood behind her.

Cassian holding the door of the hotel open for Winter.

Winter walking out of a boutique, with Cassian carrying her bags.

Winter's butt with the caption Cassian taps this printed on it.

"What the-?" Weiss blinked at the last one, before continuing to scroll.

Winter eating dinner with Duncan Lazarus, heir to the Lazarus Entertainment corporation, while Cassian stared blankly into space.

"Wow these are some harsh comments from the WinterxCassian shippers…" Weiss mumbled, reading the huge number of death threats directed at Duncan from the said shippers. "Wait, did I just use the term WinterxCassian?! Ugh!"

Weiss continued to scroll while shaking her head furiously.

Winter jogging in a park, with Cassian jogging ten meters behind her.

Winter shaking hands with a foreign minister while Cassian stood guard next to the minister's own security.

"Where is the romance in these-" Weiss trailed off, noticing one last photo. Pressing on it, a weblink begun to load, showing an enlarged version of the photo as well as a short article.

It was a grainy photo, no doubt taken with a scroll and blown up multiple times. The piece was dated nearly a year ago, and was the oldest photo of the two of them. The title was Birth of a New Couple?! Winter Schnee and her bodyguard!?

Weiss looked at the photo. It showed Winter walking down the street. Next to her walked Cassian. The two of them seemed to be chatting and joking together. Winter was laughing, while Cassian had a massive smile on his face. The two of them were also looking directly into each others eyes.

Weiss could tell, despite the poor quality of the photo, that the two of the were genuinely having a good time. She could also tell that there was something between the two of them. Exactly what, Weiss wasn't sure. For some reason, the photo made Weiss think back to when Winter and Cassian had first met at Castle White.

"Greetings." The boy gave a stiff bow. "My name is Cassian Gray, and I to be your bodyguard Ms. Winter."

Weiss looked at the strange new boy from behind her sister. It was the first time both girls had met another boy around their age.

Her father had told her sister that her new bodyguard would be arriving soon, and that they were to treat him in a way that befitted a bodyguard. Normally, such a meeting would have just been between her sister and her new servant, but Winter had insisted the Weiss come along.

"Hello there Cassian." Winter replied, giving Cassian a sunny smile. "My name is Winter, and this here is my little sister Weiss." Winter patted her sister's head. "Say hello Weiss!"

"H-hello." Weiss mumbled softly. The boy continued to keep his head bowed.

"Weiss, he can't hear you if you speak that softly!" Winter scolded her younger sister. "Speak louder!"

"H-hello!" Weiss repeated, nearly shouting. "M-my name is Weiss Schnee!"

"Much better!" Winter ruffled Weiss' hair. "Now then, can I call you Cassian?"

"Whatever you wish ma'am." Cassian replied, still not looking up.

"Are you going to keep staring at your feet for the rest of the day? I know you're trying to be polite but it's just so silly talking to someone like that."

Weiss saw Cassian blush as he looked up.

"I apologise ma'am." Cassian replied, his face beet red.

"Please, just call me Winter. We're the same age after all." Weiss looked at her sister in disbelief. Their father had made it very clear that Cassian was to be treated in a similar manner to the rest of the servants. Out of the corner of her eyes, Weiss noticed that Cassian was shocked as well.

"I-cannot do that ma'am." Cassian, after a moment's hesitation, firmly denied Winter. "It is not proper for a bodyguard to refer to their master by their first name."

Weiss nodded her head in consent, happy that Cassian understood proper etiquette. Winter however, huffed.

"Are you my servant Cassian?"

"Yes ma'am." Cassia replied.

"And does that mean you'll do whatever I say?" Weiss realised where Winter was headed with this. Judging from the flash in Cassian's eyes, he had as well.

"Yes ma'am-" Cassian begun.

"Then I order you to refer-"

"-except if your orders force me to defy proper etiquette." Cassian finished. Weiss could see a ghost of a smile on his face. "Then I'm afraid I cannot follow them."

"..." Winter was silent for a moment, her face inscrutable. Weiss wondered if she was about to snap and scream at Cassian. The idea terrified her. Weiss still had nightmares about the time Winter got mad at those bullies for saying mean things behind Weiss' back.

Suddenly, Winter's face began to contort. Weiss braced herself for the horror that was to come.

To her surprise, Winter's laughter begun to fill the room. Cassian continued to stand there, his face a mask. After a few minutes, Winter's laughter was reduced to chuckle, before disappearing entirely. A massive grin stayed on her face however, and tears of laughter still remained in the corners of her eyes.

"I think I'm going to enjoy your company Cassian." Winter said. Cassian gave a small bow in return.

"All is for my lady." Winter snorted, before grabbing the edges of her skirt and curtseying mockingly.

"Thank you, my kind knight." The two of them held the position for a few seconds, before both of them burst out laughing.

Weiss watched the two of them laugh together, all the while wondering what her father would think if he saw his eldest daughter making jokes with her bodyguard.

For some reason, Weiss didn't report to her father what she saw on that day.

"Hmm." Weiss wondered why she hadn't reported that incident to her father. Had she done so, Cassian would have dismissed without a doubt.

"Scuttlefish~" The sudden voice of Yang shook Weiss out of her trance. Hurriedly turning her scroll off, Weiss rolled over and pretended to sleep. Luckily, it appeared that Yang was just talking in her sleep, and her snoring quickly reverberated through the room.

Weiss placed her scroll back on her bedside table, before turning over so that she was staring directly up at Ruby's bed. The young huntress was not making a sound, but Weiss could see the bed rise and fall with her breathing.

"Love huh…" Weiss murmured to herself. "I wonder what it's like."

No matter what anyone said, Weiss Schnee was ultimately a 17 year old girl. And like all 17 year old girls, she had some interest in the metaphysical concept known a love.

As Weiss closed her eyes, a person appeared in her mind's eyes.

A warm feeling ran through Weiss' body as she thought of that person.

That night, both Schnee girls dreamt of love, even if one of them refused to admit it.

Or perhaps she just didn't know it.

Yet.

Our first look at Weiss is complete! Does she approve? Does she not? Does she suspect? Is she secretly jealous of her sister's figure? All these questions will (probably) be answered next time! Please review this story, it really means a lot!

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