"So like… what is it you see in Blake?" Ruby and I had gotten some sister time for the first time in a long while since Blake and Weiss went out to explore Vale for the day. We'd been playing our favorite game for the past hour but we'd been kinda quiet until now. I took my eyes off the screen just long enough to see her character hit mine with a huge uppercut that knocked out a good chunk of my health bar.

"What do you mean," I asked, tongue out as I countered her combo with one of my own. If my baby sis wanted to beat me, she'd have to earn it the hard way.

"I mean… you're dating a teammate…" She didn't say much else, her character receiving a fatal axe kick that set mine up for her super move. One cinematic cutscene later and 'player 2 wins' was flashing on the tv screen.

"Okay, we can have that talk now," I sighed, putting my controller down.

"N-no, Yang, I… I don't wanna make it awkward," Ruby mumbled, looking down at the ground. I could tell she regretted even bringing it up. Our relationship had definitely been a little weird since she became leader of Team RWBY. Not only was she my little sis, but now she was my teammate and team leader. She always avoided trying to talk to me like this whenever she could, but these were talks we were going to have to have. They were talks she was going to have to have with Weiss and Blake too, and the least I could do was give her the confidence to have them with me.

"Ruby, you're my team leader. You can talk to me when you need to, you know," I reminded her, throwing an arm around her shoulders.

"Yeah, but you're my sister too," she sighed, leaning into me as she spoke.

"I know… So what's up? Did something happen in your leadership class," I asked. I already knew the answer, but I wanted to make this as easy for her as I could.

"Yeah… Professor Goodwitch told us that dating teammates almost always causes problems and… I don't want our team to have any problems! Blake's like a sister to me, I just… I don't want either of you to get hurt." I could tell she'd been thinking about this a while, and I was proud of her for even bringing this up at all.

"Ruby… I really love Blake. She makes me feel… Do you remember what dad was like when mom was still around?" I hoped there were still some memories she had of the time before… before mom passed.

"I remember… I remember he was always laughing. I remember he was always so loud, he'd wake me up from my naps."

"And mom would always let you sit in her lap until you fell back asleep again," I chuckled, the memories coming back making me feel super warm inside.

"Yeah… He hasn't laughed like that in a really long time." We were quiet for a while, both lost in those memories. Dad hadn't been the same ever since and mom… it's hard not to miss her most days.

"You're right… But, that's what Blake makes me feel like. Like nothing could ever make me feel sad again." It was the warmest feeling I'd ever felt, being with Blake. Like my worst days could be turned around just by seeing her smile.

"But what if you two have a fight! What if you two break up!" The thought made my heart hurt. To be honest, I'd never even thought of the possibility. Every day with Blake was my favorite day. For that feeling to be over… for us to end this relationship… I hated the idea.

"Maybe we do fight… maybe we even break up. I think we both respect each other enough to still be friends. Remember back when Blake and Weiss were fighting, they still respected each other." It was the best I could come up with without being a lie. Blake was mature and reserved, I knew she'd be able to keep a respectful relationship with me even in the worst cases. I might be a sad wreck without her, but that was a thought I didn't want to explore.

"I guess… I just don't want to lose Blake as a friend," she sighed, laying down on the ground and looking up at the ceiling.

"I don't want to lose her as a friend either, Ruby. She's… she's the best friend I've ever had."

"Ouch, does that make me number two," she said with a smirk.

"Shut up," I laughed, playfully shoving her across the floor.

"Yang, I… I like you with her. You two are really great for each other. I haven't seen you this happy," she admitted, sitting back up and leaning against Blake's bed.

"Thanks, Rubbles. That means a lot to me."

"How did… how did you know you liked her," she asked after a while.

"Huh?" It wasn't too often Ruby asked me about my feelings like this.

"Like… how were you able to tell? What did you feel that made you realize you liked her," she pressed.

"Oh, um… well, she told me first-"

"Blake told you first," she said, shock written all over her face.

"Yeah! She told me first and I… well, I made a mistake." I remembered the day I'd told her I wasn't interested. The way she'd told me she didn't care, that she was just happy to be my friend. That was the sweetest thing anyone had said to me.

"Where was I for this," she asked.

"You were probably busy training with Pyrrha or something," I teased.

"Anyway, after a while I noticed that the feelings I'd been having for her were stronger than I'd realized and… well we made it work." I watched her for a few moments and realized that she'd been looking everywhere except at me. I know my little sister better than anyone, and she was definitely hiding something.

"Why did you wanna know," I asked her suspiciously.

"Oh, um… no reason," she said with a laugh, trying to play it cool. Ruby was notoriously bad at doing anything 'cool.'

"You're crushing on someone, aren't you," I realized, pointing a finger at her.

"Yang, shhh," she begged, hiding her face in her cloak.

"Oh, you've gotta tell me who it is. Is it Pyrrha-"

"Yang, no!"

"Or Vomitboy-"

"Gross!"

"Or… no way, Weiss!?"

"Yang!"

"Who!"

"It's Penny okay!" Her cheeks were bright red as she shouted her answer, pulling her cloak back over her face.

"The weird girl you crashed into," I asked confusedly. The last I'd heard of her, Ruby and Weiss had run into her on the same day we'd fought Roman in the giant robot suit.

"Yes! And she's not weird she's just a r- um… ugh! Yes, it's Penny," she crossed her arms over her chest and looked away, pouting the whole time.

"Well, you've definitely got a weird taste in crushes, but good luck." I smiled and stuck my fist out, which she bumped without hesitation.

"These feelings are so gross," she groaned, holding her head in her hands.

"Yeah, you get used to them after a while."