Don't worry! Despite the theme, I'll keep today's fic fluffy and light!
Everything felt empty, pointless. Sad, amputated and abandoned. Well those three adjectives were for her more than for everything around, but for now, she was good with self-depreciating and bitter irony. Everyone had left her. Raven first, even before she could remember the sound of her voice. Then Summer… though she couldn't really reproach her that she had died on the battlefield. Ruby had left too recently, for a good reason but still it made her heart ache.
And perhaps what hurt her the most… Blake. Blake that had left without explaining why. Blake that had been seen alive, fleeing the fall of Beacon. Blake that despite all her might, she couldn't hate like she had come to despise Raven. Blake, that despite all her might she couldn't stop loving. She closed her eyes to refrain her tears once more, painfully clenching her teeth.
Suddenly, she felt a light pressure on her knees. Thinking that her father had once again come to get her out of her numbness, and perhaps out of her bed, she opened her eyes preparing a death glare. That she immediately refrained when she saw the frail kitten looking at her with curious, widened eyes. A coal black kitten that had jumped on her bed from the window, and the tree nearby. Probably.
Well who was she kidding? That kitten was cute, who cared about how it got there? Slowly, calmly extending her hand toward the small ball of fur, she managed to tam it, or at least pet it a little. Before her father actually entered the room, almost jumping at the sight of the little creature.
"Wow, you seem… peaceful." Taiyang hazarded
"Maybe I'm just out of tears and bitterness" she replied, slowly trailing a finger behind the kitten's ears
"Well you're definitely not out of sarcasm," Tai laughed. "But keep your good mood, you've got a visitor."
Yang's head perked up, having expected anything but a visitor. Well a second visitor, since the kitten had decided to settle on her knees and purr. What surprised her even more was the visitor itself, with her shy entrance and ashamed black cat ears folded down on her skull. Feeling rage starting to boil, Yang would have yelled or thrown her pillow at Blake, just for the sake of expressing her frustration and disbelief at her nerves… but the cute little kitten was almost asleep, and she didn't want to disturb such cute creature. Yeah, it was stupid, but she was used with her incoherent mood swings by now, so she contented herself with a death glare.
"I hope you've got a good alibi." She ended up saying when Blake just stood at the door, awkward as ever.
"I… I do have one…" Blake slowly rose her head, and for the first time their eyes met. Their red, tired of crying eyes. "At the fall of Beacon… the… the weirdo that did this to you…" she breathed deeply, visibly having a hard time saying all of it without running of again. "It was Adam, my ex-partner in the White Fang."
"How does THAT count as an alibi?!" Yang roared, immediately regretting it when she saw both Blake and the kitten shrink in fear. Clenching her teeth, she forced herself to calm down. "Sorry, I interrupted you."
"The thing is… just before you found me, this maniac swore he'd destroy everything I l.. like," she stammered, still unsure of how to react to Yang's outbursts, before pursuing with a frail voice. "Starting with you. So I ran, as soon as you were safe, because I thought that staying with you would be putting you in danger. Because at the time I couldn't think of a better outcome. Because I was so scared and lost that I didn't even imagine how hurtful it would be for you… I'm sorry Yang, for all that I have done to you…"
Somehow, somewhere inside her, something calmed down. Blake hadn't abandoned her, she had made what was at the time the best decision she could. Blake hadn't willingly left her behind. Blake still cared about her, or she wouldn't have come back to her. And with a slightly sad, but above all calm voice, she cracked a wry smile toward her partner.
"You're too late. I've replaced you with this little cutie here" she said pointing to the purring, innocent kitten curled up on her duvet, feeling her smile get a little wider when Blake looked at her with a puzzled look, somewhere between relief and disbelief. Resbelief.
And the second later, she felt her inner flame flicker again, as if making a bad joke, smiling and most of all forgiving had gotten her back to a more alive state.
Done! And I'm still in time!
I'm pretty proud of what I've done with this one, it's not the most inventive fic of all time but it's cute enough for me. Also yeah, that's what I hoped to happen in Volume 4. Then again, in Volume 5 I really thought for thirty seconds that Yang was chasing after Blake.
(By the way, am I the only one surprised by how easily Yang found Raven? I mean just before volume 1 she was still asking people around with a photo not having or getting any idea on where to search, and then she just get to a bandit camp on another continent as if she had always known that Raven was here? The fuck?)
Anyway, hope you enjoyed it, and I'll see you tomorrow!