Saturday. I woke up around twelve in the afternoon before starting another pillow war with Ruby while she waited to leave with Weiss and Pyrrha to the cafeteria for breakfast.

"Are you sure you don't wanna come, sis," Ruby asked again. She was still kind of uncomfortable being around so many older kids without me. I normally love going with her places anyway, but this time...

"Nah… I'm okay…" I yawned and rolled over. There was no way I was leaving my bed. Ruby sighed and followed Weiss out of the door as they went to grab Pyrrha. I tried falling back to sleep before I heard Blake clear her throat on her bunk underneath me.

"Hey, Yang?"

"Yeah, Blake?" I rolled over and caught her eyes. They always glowed a bit in dim light, and it made them look so much brighter. She was wearing a different yukata than normal, this one was black and red and had a cute ladybug pattern. The black and red pattern suddenly made me think.

"Blake and Ruby are really close…"

My mind kicked into overdrive, thinking of all of the time Blake and Ruby had spent together. And they spent a lot of time together. During class, at the library, during training… All the massages she'd given me trying to butter me up for just this occasion? All the time they'd spend book shopping on the weekends?

I didn't know what to do- I froze. How do you tell someone 'I know you want to date my little sister?' But I had to talk about it. This was so important, not just because Blake and I were teammates, but because Ruby was my sister.

"Would you like another massage?"

I snapped back to reality, realizing I'd been staring into Blake's eyes the whole time. I blinked quickly, trying to wipe away the obvious look of shock that must've been on my face.

"Why," I asked quickly. I honestly don't think I meant to sound so defensive about it.

"… umm…" I'd never asked her why before. I'd never said anything but yes when she offered to give me a massage and now she looked a little confused.

"They relax me. Giving them helps me clear my head," she mumbled softly.

"A likely story!"

"Sure. Come on up." Blake smiled at the invitation, climbed up onto my bed and straddled my waist. My shirt and bra were off right away, and she'd even brought lotion? I sighed softly. She really didn't need to do any of this. If there was anyone I trusted with dating Ruby, it'd be Blake. I opened my mouth to say something, but right when I did her hands started their work on my back. Dust, they were magical…

I groaned as she massaged deeper and deeper, sinking her hands into my muscles. I couldn't help but shiver.

She went on for nearly an hour. The lotion warmed my skin as she massaged me and I was almost positive I'd died and gone to heaven. I didn't even mind as her hands started to travel a little lower. She was right at the small of my back, less than an inch from awkward territory, but she'd never gone this low before and it felt great. Was Blake really willing to go this far just to butter me up? I sighed softly and decided there really wouldn't be a 'good' time to talk to her about this.

"Better now than never."

"Yang?" She had perfect timing. She'd got me before I'd even taken a breath to speak.

"Yeah, Blake?"

"Would you mind if I brushed your hair?" Her fingertips ghosted along my spine as she spoke.

"Huh?" No one had asked to do that since… Well, a long, long time.

"I noticed you haven't used the brush Weiss gave you… I asked Ruby about your hair once and she said it was hard for you to brush alone. May I help?"

Brush my hair? It'd been so long since someone else had done it for me. So long since I've heard that familiar voice tell me just how much she loved me. How beautiful my hair was and how much she loved to brush it… I didn't want to say no, but the emotions were already coming out like a shaken Schnee Cola.

"Um… okay," I coughed softly as I spoke, doing my best to keep my voice from cracking. Blake slid off the bed and walked to the bathroom. She was back pretty quickly, the yellow and brown brush clutched tight in her hand. She sat behind me and brushed for about almost fifteen minutes while I tried to keep a handle on my emotions. The bristles were hard and long, but supple and each brushstroke gently ran through my hair without yanking too hard at my curls and knots. It just reminded me so much of mom…

Why was she doing this? This had to go beyond just buttering me up. Unless she didn't know how much this meant to me. Which I really doubted considering the care she put into each brushstroke.

"Focus, Yang. Ruby and Blake."

"Blake?"

"Yes, Yang?" She never stopped brushing and I was so, so thankful for that.

"Remember how you hid being a Faunus from us for so long?" I was definitely beating around the bush, but I hadn't exactly had enough time to plan out this conversation. She didn't answer and kept brushing my hair, and I hated that she was behind me because I couldn't see her face to guess what she was thinking.

"I was just wondering if anyone else was hiding something important they'd like to share. Or if you were hiding anything else." That last question might've totally destroyed any chance of being subtle.

"… what do you mean?" Again, she never stopped brushing, but I was positive that she was on to me.

"Like… uh... what if Weiss is a murderer?"

"Probably as likely as Ruby actually being a superhero." She started brushing a bit slower now, as if she knew I was up to something with the questions I was asking.

"True. But you're the mistress of mystery. Anything else you might be hiding, Blake?" I tried to turn my head to look up at her but she didn't stop brushing, forcing me to keep my face in my pillow.

"Is this your way of telling me you followed me to the guidance counselor's office?"

"Oops."

"Uh… maybe," I responded sheepishly.

"And why were you following me?" Her brushing slowed even more. Her grip changed and suddenly she was catching my knots just a little more painfully.

"I was worried about you. I thought you might've gotten kicked out of Beacon!"

"Thought? What do you think now?" Her voice sounded like she was just barely containing a hint of anger.

"Uh…" She stopped brushing. I could almost feel her glaring into the back of my head. She was mad I'd followed her and she probably figured I knew about her little problem. If I didn't tell her I was okay with her dating Ruby now she'd probably hate my guts.

"Now or never, Xiao Long."

"It's okay… it's okay if you want to date Ruby." Probably not the best way to put it, but it was short, sweet and to the point. She was quiet. I couldn't even hear her breathe.

"You don't have to massage me, or brush my hair. I trust you… although I'm not sure if Ruby is-"

"Yang… stop." She was definitely pissed now. Her voice had changed from it's normal, airy mystery to a raspy snarl.

"I fucked up."

"Blake, I'm just-"

"Yang. Look at me." I slipped my shirt back on and didn't really know what to expect. Gambol Shroud pointed at my head? Anger? Rage? Anything but the shaking hands and red eyes that lead to tears.

"Blake?" I was so worried that I'd said something wrong-

"It's not Ruby."

I looked at her, a little confused.

"If it's not Ruby, and it's not Sun…"

"Is it Weiss?! How could you-"

"Yang! Please… just… give me a moment." Blake sighed and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. On instinct I reached up and hugged her. I wasn't surprised she let me hug her, but nuzzling into my chest wasn't something I'd expected. I was just so positive she'd be angry with me, I didn't understand how she could be so nonchalant about everything.

"I haven't even finished talking this out with the counselor…" She looked down at the ground, her ears wiggling slightly. I guess she was still gathering her thoughts.

"Yang… we've been friends for a while," she finally started

"Yeah?"

"Where is she going with this? If it's not Ruby or Weiss… maybe she needs my help with Velvet? Does she even know Velvet that well? Or maybe she isn't even sure if she is gay and I totally just labeled her by assuming-"

"In the forest… that Ursa…" She cleared her throat and looked me dead in the eyes, her amber pair looking deep into mine. The pieces finally fell into place and the realization hit me like an airship.

"Ooooooh."

"Yang, I've realized I've been having feelings for you. Like… romantic feelings. It was just a crush at first… You came over to me with your sister and I just didn't know what to say… I watched you land in the Emerald forest and I followed you… I don't regret it, I've made wonderful friends but… you… We've spent so much time together, I tried to make it stop but I… It's just gotten out of control recently. You obviously don't have to reciprocate them, but it's how I feel. I just thought you should know… I didn't know how to tell you."

I stared at her a long while. I could tell just how hard that was for her. Putting herself out on the line like that…

"Say something, you idiot."

"Blake, I… I'm not-"

"I know, Yang… I know you're not. And you don't have to be... Honestly, I just really enjoy spending time with you. That's more than enough for me."

That was the most adorable thing anyone's ever said to me.

"Thanks, Blake," I said softly. I wanted to hug her again, but I didn't know if that'd be mean or leading her on. She nodded quickly, looking down at my sheets.

"Can I continue brushing your hair," she asked quietly.

"Sure thing."