I'm running out of ideas on how to keep this AN alive. Anyone has a suggestion?
"Say Yang, you and Blake are pretty close, right?" Sun said all of the sudden
Him, Yang and Neptune were seated at a sidewalk café, enjoying their drinks and a few treats. Though to anyone knowing them it might have seemed odd, they actually enjoyed reuniting in quiet places as this one, especially when it was too early to meet in a nightclub. Yang took a long sip of her latte macchiato before answering with a tranquil voice.
"Yeah. Why?"
Perhaps Neptune's worried look should have warned her. Perhaps it should have warned Sun. Anyway, none of them caught it, as they were both too busy: Yang with her coffee and elusive pastry that kept slipping out of her grasp, and Sun with the subject he had in mind.
"So, what does she like?" Sun added eagerly, swiftly avoiding the question
"I don't understand." The blondie answered, still a little bit puzzled by Sun's phrasing
"Well I found her really pretty, and I thought you could help me figure out how I could get closer to her," he said with a casual smile
Smile that soon dropped when he saw Yang's ironic grin.
"Let me get this perfectly clear. You're asking me advice to hit on Blake?" Yang's words were calm, chosen, but her even voice was filled with menace.
And perhaps that's what made Sun reconsider his action. That or the fact that her eyes had most certainly turned to crimson by now.
"I said something wrong?" Sun hazarded, slightly shrinking and throwing frequent looks at Neptune, who answered him by a saddened look.
A look that they both knew all to well, which meant that whatever Sun had done, he had to deal with it alone. A look that in the present situation was perhaps the worst he could have. But the monkey's attention came back to Yang when her fist crashed on the table, shaking lightly all of what was on it.
"I'll give you one only advice, and it will be the best you've ever had." Yang's voice paused as small flickers threatened to light up her golden mane and fury alike. "Fuck off."
Those two words were stressed as she was glaring holes through the Faunus that was now frantically hesitating between staying to maybe solve the misunderstanding and run now as fast and far as he could, to salvage what would remain of him. The latter would have been wisest, but he waited one too many seconds to have any chance if he started fleeing now. So he stayed still, hoping that he would get an explanation on what had lighted Yang's wrath, aside from his request that was globally innocent…
"I'll make it simple for you," Yang said with a prick of disdain, crossing her legs. "You mongrel don't have any chance with her, and that for two simple reasons. First," she interrupted herself to take a sip of coffee, willingly increasing Sun's nervousness. "She's not into boys."
With a satisfied smile, she saw the monkey's expression shift to surprised, and decided to keep hammering.
"Second, she's taken." Seeing the monkey's jaw quite literally drop, she put back her cup on the table, finally realizing that she had been perhaps a little too aggressive. And possessive. "So, do I have your word that you won't try to hit on my girlfriend now?" She ended on a more peaceful tone, though Sun still seemed stunned from the overload of information he had just received.
"Your… girlfriend?" Sun stuttered, completely lost. "You're… together? I'm sorry, I didn't know. Of course I won't hit on your girlfriend! Neptune! Why didn't you tell me?" he suddenly railed, turning to the blue haired boy as if everything was his and his fault alone
"I tried. You never listen." Neptune simply shrugged
They all laughed to Sun's antics, and the incident was soon forgotten… Though the monkey had learned his lesson.
Done! Not much to say on this one, I just wanted to see Bumblebee literally win over BlackSun. I know I know, that's just shippers' dreams, but hey, if you're still here I guess you like Bumbleby as much as I do, right?
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed and I'll see you tomorrow!