No particular song… Just let Spotify run in the background from 'March of the Varangian Guard' (Turisas – Stand up and Fight)

"Yang no."

"Come on Blake, it will be fun!"

"Yang, you can't use Gambol Shroud to play Russian roulette."

"But why?"

"I can't believe you're seriously asking me. You can't play Russian roulette with an automatic!"

"But…"

"No buts."

This conversation, that had taken place a few days ago, was still roaming in Blake's mind. Something – perhaps her Faunus' instincts – was telling her that it was not over. Was it Yang's determined tone when she had first spoke about Russian roulette? Her funny but tiring way to always end up having what she wanted? Shaking her head, she tried to get rid of those thoughts as she was walking back to the dorm. Having little to no success, she sighed and swiftly avoided a hyperactive Nora a few seconds before entering her own dorm. She was glad to finally get some time and calm, letting out a smile as she readied herself for one of her favorite activities: reading.

But seeing Yang sitting in the middle of the room with a joyous smile she knew she had to re-think her plans. And trust her sixth sense a little more next time.

"Yang, I can't believe you. You seriously bought a revolver JUST for playing Russian roulette?" there was no way in hell to sound more exasperated than Blake did.

"Oh, come on, it's fun! Come play with me!"

"There is no way in hell that I'm gonna play this. Do you not have any will to live?"

"First, our auras would totally deflect the bullets. And second, I knew you'd say that. Those are rubber bullets, and this is no ordinary revolver. It's just a kid's game Blakey, come on play with me! Don't tell me you're a scaredy cat?" the blondie replied, a confident smile plastered on her lips.

She had already won, and she knew it. Could there be one day when Blake would actually be able to say no to her requests? Sitting on the carpet, legs crossed and facing the brawler, Blake thought that it was most unlikely.

"I'll do it, to one condition. One game only, after what you will let me read in peace. Deal?"

"Deal!"

Yang was truly too joyous regarding a game that was supposedly deadly. Picking up the revolver, she showed Blake that there was indeed a single bullet in the chamber, before taking a serious face and spinning the chamber. She ten delicately put the gun back between them, staring at Blake.

"So… who's gonna go first?" Blake asked, hesitantly.

"Well usually ladies go first, but I guess it ain't helping us out. How about I be a gentleman and let you choose?" Yang said, motioning toward the gun

Taking the suspicious piece of metal, Blake hesitated for a second, before placing it against her head.

"Why am I doing this, again?" she said before closing her eyes and firing.

CLICK

Relieved, she passed it on to Yang, still a bit confused at how something completely inoffensive could stress her that much.

CLICK

"Looks like I get to live another day! So, nervous? One of four is a loss!" she said, passing it on to Blake again

"Seriously… You're lucky I love you."

"Awww, confessing before you put your life at stake?"

"Shut it."

CLICK

"Whoo, Badass! My turn!"

CLICK

Blake took the revolver with a measured, if not relative fear. It was reduced to a coinflip now, and even if she knew it couldn't hurt her in any way, the pressure had built up immensely at every empty chamber firing.

"What's up Blakey? You're being a…" Yang now had her punny-smile full on. "Pussy?"

"Now I'm really tempted to point that gun on you, you know?"

"That wouldn't be game!"

Sighing, she shrugged and put the gun back to her head.

CLICK

She was about to smile widely, when another noise came from the gun. Eyes widening as she realized it was too late to avoid the bullet or actually do anything against it, she froze in anticipation. What she wasn't ready for was the splash of water that soaked her to the bone, and the thrilling laugh of her partner.

"You… You knew it?" she stammered, gun still in hand and still frozen from the shock.

"I swear I didn't know when it was going to fire!" Yang said between a scoff and a laugh. "But yeah, I knew it was wa… water!" And she burst out laughing again, visibly very pleased by her little trick.

She stopped laughing just in time to see Blake bouncing – yeah bouncing, from a sitting position… amazing what strong emotions can make you do – yet too late to avoid it… Pinned to the ground by a very irritated Blake, she swallowed hard, thinking that maybe she had gone a little bit too far this time. But there was something else in those eyes, a glimpse that mad her think that Blake was just trying to get her revenge somehow, jokingly. This new information in mind, she easily turned back the tables to her favor, rolling to her side until she overhung the raven-haired cat.

"How about I make this up to you?" she said smiling

Slowly closing the space between them, she softly placed her lips on Blake's who returned the kiss full force. One more time reassured that she hadn't gone too far, she started deepening the kiss…

CLICK

The revolver, empty and useless, clicked against her head. And she smiled against Blake's lips.

Was actually inspired for this one! Don't hesitate to tell me what you thought of this, I really like to read your reviews.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this little Russian roulette, and see you tomorrow pals!