Based on a slightly tweaked prompt from a post i saw on tumblr, which you can find on my blog should you care to look. I've got it here if you don't.

"i'm a med student who has a huge crush on the hot girl who works at the coffee shop who always gives me free drinks when i'm stressed and calls meprincess Sunshine even though i pretend i think it's annoying but i'm extremely concerned about her because she always smells like smoke so i always give her lectures about how terrible cigarettes are for you and i may have made a powerpoint which is probably excessive but lung health is extremely important and oops it turns out she's part-dragon or something hahahaha oops" AU

Haven't written Fangrai in while, so hope it came out well. Figured i should do something for fangrai February. Plus it just popped into my head when I saw it. So without further ado, coffee shop AU.

"Well if it ain't my favorite ray of sunshine on this rainy day." Fang said, leaning forward on the counter.

"I've asked you not to call me that." Light said while shaking her umbrella by the door to get keep from dripping water all over the coffee shop.

"Yeah, but it's still fun." Fang said, grinning, "So, the usual?"

"Yes, please. One of those muffins too if they're not old. Strawberry." She requested as she moved to find a seat. Luckily between the rain and the fact that the shop was small anyway, she was the only customer there at the moment. That was why she liked it here, it was quiet, the baked goods and coffee smelled nice, and she could study in peace on the free wi-fi. An attractive barista with an equally attractive accent and a penchant for putting her orders 'on the house' didn't hurt either. Not that she was going to admit that last part.

She was settled in, her laptop starting up when Fang walked over. "Here you go. One cup o' joe and one strawberry for the strawberry."

"Strawberry, really?"

"Go back to Sunshine then?"

"How about no nicknames?" Lightning offered.

"Princess?" She offered with a raised eyebrow and half grin.

"Just call me Light." She said back, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Sunshine it is then." Fang said, putting a hand on Lightning's shoulder. When she got a glare she simply shrugged, "Well it's a type of light."

Lightning simply sighed. While it had bugged her at first, she had to admit the name had grown on her a bit. She was still going to complain though. The smell of smoke drifted to Lightning's nostrils from Fang's proximity. It always did, luckily she came prepared this time. "Well if you're going to stand there and be difficult, at least look at this for me." She said, opening a power point on her laptop. The first image of a blackened lung tarred by cigarettes.

Fang made a noise of disgust. "Etro's ass, Light what is that and why am I looking at it?"

"It's a blackened lung. You know I'm a med student? It's part of a presentation I have to give on how smoking affects the body." She turned and looked Fang right in the eye, "It really is awful for you."

"Sure looks like it. Jeez, get that out of my face will you? I have to work with food." Fang said, working hard to not look at the computer.

Lightning closed the powerpoint, still looking at Fang. "That was just one of the consequences smoking can have on you."

"Yeah, they're bad for you. I get it. Why did you show me that?" Fang asked. When Lightning simply raised a pink eyebrow in return she caught on. "Ohh, you think I've been puffing on one." She took a step back and gestured to herself, "Do you really think I'd risk all of this for ass flavored cancer stick?"

"Fang, you smell like smoke literally all the time."

"Alright, I'll show you." She said. She held both hands up, turning them like a magician to show nothing in them. "Look Ma, no cigs." She took a deep breath, turned her head to the side so as not to face Lightning, and then puffed out, blowing a series of smoke rings. She faced back to Lightning's dropped jaw, "Tada."

"How did you? I didn't see anything to make smoke." Lightning said, looking around to try and find a source.

Fang pulled out the chair opposite Lightning, sitting in it and leaning forward. "Tell me, Sunshine, ever hear of dragons?"

Lightning blinked for a moment at the seeming non sequitur. "Of course I have. What about them?"

Fang leaned back in the chair, holding her arms out, showing off with a smile. "In the flesh."

Lightning glared back, "Fang, dragons aren't real."

"Neither is natural pink hair." Fang countered.

"Pink hair is perfectly natural. It's a family trait."

"So is being a dragon."

Lightning grumbled. "Fine. That does explain the smoke, but I'll figure out how you did the trick eventually."

"Already told you. If you don't want to believe me, that's your problem."

"Dragons are giant scaly creatures with wings who burn down villages. And more importantly, fictional."

"Guess what? Not all fairy tales are accurate." Fang said, and then faked surprise. "Shocking, I know."

Lightning's shoulders slumped, already getting exhausted by this. "Very well then, Why would a dragon be working in a tiny coffee shop?"

"Hey, we got bills to pay too. We may not be human, but we're people. Gotta pay for my rent and Netflix somehow." She smiled, "Some parts of the stories were true though. Like that part about having a thing for 'fair maidens.' Hit that nail on the head."

Lightning had to stop herself from grinning at that. Leave it to Fang to turn all of this back into flirting. "Of course they did. Have to say I feel sorry for your past boyfriends thou-"

"Girlfriends." Fang cut her off.

"Excuse me?"

"Girlfriends. Never boyfriends."

Lightning smirked a bit, glad to have been able to slip that tidbit in. "Right. I feel sorry for your girlfriends. I've heard it's awful to kiss a smoker. If you're really a dragon, they must have had a hard time."

Fang thought for a moment. "Have you ever smelled a cig?" she asked.

"Obviously."

"How about burning trash? Hair? Grease?"

"Where are you going with this?" Lightning asked.

"Well, they were awful right?"

"Yes, you're just confirming my point."

"Ever had hickory smoked bacon? Applewood smoked steak?" She asked.

"I have." Lightning answered, crossing her arms.

"Any good?"

"Quite."

"So, there's different types of smoke. With different," Fang paused for effects, leaning in again, "Flavors."

"I suppose there is. You're going to tell me dragon smoke tastes good?"

"I don't have to, you can try for yourself."

Lightning leaned in now. "Smoked dragon tongue? Can't say I've ever had that."

"Hear its delectable. Care to try some, yeah?"

"Possibly." Lightning leaned in more, almost touching Fang's lips. Then she sat back suddenly, surprising her. "Don't think I should though. Sounds like something you need the right setting to enjoy."

"The right setting?" Fang asked, leaning back slowly, somewhat confused and disappointed.

"Yes, it sounds like it would go well with a steak dinner." She offered, "Perhaps on a weekend when I'm not distracted. Like this Saturday after my tests are done."

Fang caught on quickly, grinning again. "You got yourself a plan. I'll be cooking about 7. That work?"

"Perfect." Lightning said, "Until then, I have tests and presentations to prepare for." A small bell chimed behind her, "And you have a customer to take care of."

"That I do." Fang said, standing. "I'll see you Saturday then." She offered with a wink before moving to attend to the new customer. Rain or no, it was definitely a good day.

As I said before, haven't written FLight in a while. Hope I still can, and that you enjoyed it. Especially since i wrote this in like an hour in the early morning. Been in the RWBY fandom lately. Since its ended for the season though, i may get back into fangrai again. Here's hoping. Also if you like RWBY check out the only fic i posted for it cuz it has like no views (self promotion yay) and I won't be posting more of that if no one cares to read it. Yeah, views and especially reviews are great for motivation, not getting them is great for killing it too. Anyway, hope you have a nice day, and enjoy Fangrai Feb.