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Taught Love AU

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Yang stopped in front of the Kindergarten, she stares at the steps leading to the glass door.

"Yangy, can we go in now please?" She sighs and looks over at Adrian, the little ram faunus boy she adopted a year before.

They walked hand-in-hand up the stairs, and through the glass door. The smell of vanilla hit their noses when they entered, it was faint but still noticeable. They were in the waiting room, it had seats to their left, and a lady at a desk to their right. Yang walked up to the desk, Adrian following with his hand still in her's.

"Yes, umm, I'm here with my kid to talk to the Principal... Miss Belladonna? We talked on the phone, I'm Miss Xiao Long." Yang said nervously.

The young lady looked up and smiled. "Of course, I have your appointment right here. Follow me." She stood up and went down a hallway behind the desk, Yang and Adrian followed her to the end of the hallway, and through a door.

Inside the room was a large mahogany desk, with a computer and some files on it. Behind the desk sat a raven haired cat faunus, who Yang presumed to be Miss Belladonna. She was beautiful, and her amber eyes seemed to shine in the sunlight coming in from the windows that line the back wall of the office.

"Miss Belladonna, Miss Xiao Long is here to see you with her kid."

"Yes, thank you Lilly." The principal said calmly. Lilly nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her.

The raven-haired woman stood up and moved around the desk, keeping eye-contact with Yang. She held her hand out with a soothing smile, and Yang shook it. Both re-saying their introductions.

"Blake Belladonna."

"Yang Xiao Long."

"And you must be Adrian!" Blake said, turning to the little kid who was snuggled up to Yang's side. He nodded, smiling back a little. They shook hands and Adrian seemed much more comfortable around the older woman after that. This made Yang happy; if she did decide to enroll him here, then she knew that he would at least like his principal.

"How about you two have a seat, and we will talk." She said, going back around her desk and sitting down. Also pointing out the two chairs in front of the desk. Yang sat in one of them, but Adrian decided he wanted to go to the corner of the office that had children's books in it; to read and look at the pictures.

Yang and Blake talked for a little bit about what the school taught, and some of their values. The blonde decided (after talking a little bit with Adrian and hearing what he thought) that she would enroll him into the Kindergarten.

"Alright, Lilly will give you a call to go through all the paperwork etcetera."

"Ok, thank you Miss Belladonna."

"Please, call me Blake." Blake said in her usual calm, but welcoming voice. Yang smiled.

"Only if you call me Yang." The blonde easily responded. Blake chuckles, and opens the door for them.


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"Shit..." Yang muttered to herself when she couldn't find her keys.

"Yangy! I'm gonna be late for my first day!"

"No you won't buddy!" Yang called down the stairs to Adrian, looking back to her drawer; she resumed rifling through her bedside table where she usually kept her keys. "Just gotta find my keys..." She murmured, talking to herself again.

"Adrian, do you know where my keys are?!" Yang called out, giving up on the drawer and walking to her bedroom's doorway.

"You left them on the kitchen counter!" His words reminded Yang that she had brought them down when she went to make Adrian's breakfast so she wouldn't have to go back up the stairs... which was obviously a fail. Yang glanced at the clock, which was hanging on the wall next to the stairs. 7:45 'Damn, we might just be late.'

"You all ready A?" She asked when she reached the bottom of the stairs. The little boy nodded, he was standing by the door; anxious to get going. Yang grabbed her keys off the kitchen counter, walking swiftly to the door and opening it for the both of them. The five year-old raced to the car, waiting to hear the sound of it unlocking before attempting to pull the door open. It was still a little too heavy, so Yang pulled it the rest of the way open before proceeding to her seat.

She buckled herself in and glanced at Adrian in the mirror, he pulled his door closed using both hands, she smiled. Yang turned the car on.

"All buckled up back there?" A soft click was heard.


They drove off, Adrian's Kindergarten was only 10 minutes away so the drive was short, and too soon for Yang; they were in front of it. Adrian got unbuckled, and Yang opened the door for him. He ran ahead, his black AchieveMen backpack bouncing.

When they made it in; Adrian decided to walk next to Yang, looking shyly at Blake and a blue-haired man who were talking in the hallway leading to Adrian's classroom. Blake noticed them and turned, smiling.

"Hey there! You're just in time. This is your teacher Mr. Vasilias..." The (very beautiful) woman started, but the man cut-in.

"But you can just call me Mr Neptune, Ok buddy?" He had a friendly sounding voice, which cleared up the worry in the back of Yang's mind that Adrian might have a mean teacher. Adrian nodded, smiling shyly.

"How about you head into classroom and put your backpack in your cubbie?" Blake asked, leaning down to look Adrian levelly in the eyes. Once again, the little boy nodded; giving Yang a big hug before he runs off.

Neptune and Blake turned to Yang.

"You know, you don't have to walk him in. Only come in to pick him up." The man commented.

"I-i know, I just wanted to make sure you knew everything about his allergies, and I wanted to make sure he settled in. You do know about the raisins, don't you?" The blonde fretted. This caused Blake to smile consolingly at the worrying mother, whose hands were clasped in front of her, and her eyes not leaving the doorway her son disappeared behind.

"Neptune was fully informed of Adrian's allergy Miss Xiao... Yang." Blake informed Yang, who managed to smile at the use of her first name.

"Good... and the Evergreens?"

"We'll make sure to keep him away from those." Neptune said in a sort of comforting, cheery way.

"Ok... cool. I'm gonna say good-bye, then I'll get out of your hair." She nervously went to the open classroom door, scanning the children until she found Adrian playing with another boy. Yang waved at him, mouthing 'good-bye'. Adrian waved and and mouthed 'good-bye' back.

Yang left the building after saying her good-byes to Blake and Neptune. She got into her red mini van, and started to drive to work. Yang is a fitness trainer at the local gym, the pay isn't amazing, but she's gotten by on it so far.

Her scroll rang, Yang picked it up and answered without seeing who it was.


"Hey Yang!"

She grinned at the sound of a wonderfully familiar voice.

"Hi Ruby! What are you doing up, I thought you took this week off?"

"Weiss's car broke down, so I needed to drive her to work."

"Ah, I told her that old thing wasn't going to last long. Not even Atlas technology can fix it!" Ruby laughed at her gloating words, Yang had indeed warned Weiss; but the 'Ice Queen' being competitive meant that she had to accept the challenge.

"Are you driving to work?"

"Yep, just dropped Adrian off."

"How's he doing?" Ruby queried, while Yang took a right onto Cornpatch Street.

"Good, he's made a friend already... he has a really nice teacher, and his Principal, Blake, seems really great."

"How are you holding up?"

"Fine, why is it that the first days are so hard?"

"Because you just spent the whole summer with him, went on vacation with him. You're just so used to having him at home, or with me, that it's difficult for you to release him into the unknown." Yang sighed again, Ruby isn't the wisest person on the planet; but at the moment she was very right.

"What are you going to do today?" She asked to get the topic off of her.

"I dunno, I think I'm going to go and visit Weiss on her lunch break. Maybe play some video games."

"Ok, you have fun Rubes. I'm pulling into to work now."

"Ok Yang, I love you!"

"I love you too." She hung up, putting the device in her pocket.

'Ugh, another day at work. Got everything?' Yang looked around her car, seeing what she needed and grabbing it. 'Yep, now I just need to go in and help Mrs. Williams lose weight before her son's wedding.'

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Ring, ring

"C'mon Ruby..."

Ring, ring

"C'mon, pick up your scroll."


"Hey! This is a recording of Ruby Rose, and if you are hearing it; I'm not available. Try again later after you leave a message!"

Yang banged her head against the wall in the employee's break room. "The one damn time I need her to respond!"

"What's up?"

Yang turned to see her coworker and fellow personal trainer, Sun, standing there. His tail twitching, and flicking about behind him.

"My car got a flat tire somehow, and I need to pick Adrian up. And of course Ruby isn't answering!"

Thoughtfully, the faunus put a hand to his chin, "I could drive you."

Yang perked up, looking her friend in the eye, "Are you sure?" She asked hopefully.

He flashed his easy going smile and waved his hand as if to brush the question away. "Yeah! I'm getting of in five minutes anyway, and it's on my way."

Yang walked forward and gave Sun a one armed hug, "Thank you so much! I'll text Blake that we're going to be a minute or two late."

Sun nodded, leaving the break room to do whatever until his five minutes were over. He knew about her situation and had met Adrian a few times, the little boy had become a sort of little brother to him.

Yang quickly typed out a message, explaining about what happened, and that they'd be there soon. Before a minute had passed; Blake responded with a succinct 'I understand'.

Soon enough, the blonde pair were in Sun's white truck; heading off to Adrian's Kindergarten.

"So... how's Ruby?" Sun asked, trying to break the silence.

"Oh, she's good. Still dating Weiss... I swear, I don't know what she sees in that woman!" Sun chuckled at the comment; remembering the time he met the infamous Weiss Schnee.

"Heh, I guess time will tell."

Yang looked over, curious as to what he meant. "Hmm?"

"You don't remember the way she looked at her? Ruby definitely wants her relationship with Weiss to be permanent, whether the rich heiress feels the same is another story." The car lapsed into more silence.

"When did you become so insightful?"

"Eh, dunno. Just sorta happened." Sun said, and they both laughed lightly; the silence that followed much more comfortable than the first two.

They pulled into the parking lot, parking in front of the stairs leading to the glass door.

"Wait here, I'll be right back." Yang hopped out of the car, jogged up the six steps to the door, and went through it quickly. The smell of vanilla reentered her nose as she made her way into the waiting room. She turned to her right, greeted with Lily smiling back at her.

"I heard you come in. Adrian is in his classroom with Mister Vasilias, you're not that late, only by five minutes." She said kindly.

Yang nodded gratefully, going to the door and opening it.

Neptune and Adrian were playing in the middle of floor, it looked like they were playing Go-fish.

"Yangy! I'm beating Mister Neptune!" The boy shouted.

Neptune chuckled, ruffling Adrian's hair, then turned to Yang, "Blake said she needed to talk to you in her office before you picked up Adrian."

Yang felt her heart clench slightly, becoming nervous as to what it could be about. "Ok... buddy?" Adrian looked up. "I'm going to go talk to Miss Belladonna, be good until I get back Ok?" She said, hoping that he couldn't hear the worry in her tone. He nodded solemnly, so Yang turned and went down the hallway by Lily's desk, stopping in front of Blake's office door to take a deep breath, then knocking three times.

"Come in."

She opened the door slowly, entering, and closing it behind her.

"Take a seat."

When Yang sat down, Blake sighed, pushing her reading glasses to the top of her head and meeting Yang's eyes with her amber ones.

"I asked for you to come here so I can discuss something I noticed in Adrian." Yang definitely became very worried by that statement; hoping against all odds that Adrian didn't show any signs of aggressive behavior. Why else would Blake want to talk to her about him? But he has always been so sweet... "He doesn't seem able to understand simple written words; getting frustrated when he can't figure out what something means. We can't say anything for sure, but after watching him for a week now... we think he might be dyslexic. As I said; we can't tell or say anything for sure, he could just be a little slower, but he has incredible skills in math when he knows what he is supposed to do. I, and Mr. Vasilias, recommend testing his IQ. That should help determine what the problem is, if there even is one."

Yang stared blankly back at Blake, "Dyslexic?"

Blake nodded, looking sympathetically back at the stunned mother.

"But he's so smart..."

"He is, but reading is something he is having incredible trouble with. Right now we are only working on small, simple words such as; cat, dog, bat. Adrian knows what those things are and can recognize them, but when it comes to reading... he just doesn't understand."

Yang slumped back into her chair, rubbing her temple. "Shit."

"It's nothing that can't easily be helped, with just a little extra tutoring; he should be on the same level as the rest of his class. There's really nothing to get upset about."

Yang realized how she must have come across, so she quickly corrected herself, "No, I'm not upset at all! I just - he's already an oppressed race, I don't want him to get into high school or elementary; and get bullied because he can't understand things the same way the rest of the kids can. I'm afraid some of his feelings of... loneliness will come back." Blake raised an eyebrow. "When I adopted him I was in an - abusive relationship. Or rather, trying to break out of one. I was passing by the orphanage, and on a whim, went in. I just looked around, not seeing anyone I was particularly interested in, I turned around to leave... and Adrian was there." Yang took a deep breath here before continuing.

"He was standing in a corner, it looked like he was hiding from someone, sure enough an older kid came into the hallway the two of us were in. When he saw Adrian; he tried dragging him away, not noticing me. I ruined his moment by pulling him off of Adrian, calling the matron, or whatever the caretaker off those children was called, and telling her what the older kid was doing. I came back every day after that, getting to know Adrian. He told me how he felt there, and I saw first hand how those kids treated him. Deciding in the end to adopt him, against the part of me that was screaming 'no'. The person I was dating hated him, because of his faunus traits. So he ended up leaving of his own accord. I made a vow to never let Adrian feel that way again; now I'm not so sure that was a vow I can keep, no matter how much I want to." The room went completely silent.

Suddenly Blake stood up and walked around her desk, sitting in the chair next to the silently grieving Yang.

"I don't know about elementary school, or high school. But I do know that while Adrian is here; no one will hurt him. I, and Neptune, can both make sure of that. We can also tutor him, and pull some of our connections to see that he gets a long term, permanent, personal tutor once he leaves here. It's going to be Ok, Yang."

The blonde looked up, and smiled at the amber eyes that seemed to be burning with determination. It was a sad moment, bringing a lot of some only recently healed wounds back to the surface... but looking into Blake's eyes seemed to transfer some of the fire into Yang's heart; giving her the resolve to make sure and certain that Adrian wouldn't have any more problems.

"Thank you."

"Absolutely." They sat there for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's presences.

"You should probably go and pick up Adrian now, he and Neptune can't play Go-fish forever."

Yang nodded at this, and stood up going to the door.



"I-i... call me if you need anything."

She gave Blake a wide smile, "Of course."


Yang looked at an old picture of her and Junior... the man who made two years of her life a living hell.

'Never again. No one will make Adrian feel the way this man made me feel, or the way those children at the orphanage made him feel, ever again.'

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Blake made her way up the walk, and to her front door.

When she got in; she shut it behind her, taking her shoes off and throwing them on the shoe tray. Her house wasn't spotless, but it was clean, and the faunus woman placed her keys on the small table by the door; and made her way into the living room. It was neatly decorated, with tan leather couches, a red colored coffee table, and floral pictures placed at intervals on the walls. The fireplace on the far side of the room gave it a slightly homely feel, that went well with overall decor and vibe of the house.

"Now for dinner." Blake moved through the living room, to the kitchen at the other end. She opened the fridge and pulled out the pork chop she had saved for that night, then she grabbed a non-stick pan, some olive oil, herbs and seasonings, and proceeded to pat down the meat; while turning the eye on. Blake moved with a familiarity about the kitchen, grabbing what she needed with ease, chopping the vegetables with deft, practiced speed.

In a half hour; Blake sat down at her kitchen island, which also doubled as a dinning room table, and ate her hot meal of a pork chop, steamed vegetables, and a fruit salad.

Once she finished eating it it; Blake put her dishes in the sink, then washed them. When she was done doing that; she made her way to her bedroom across from the living room, grabbed her clothes, went into the bathroom adjoined with her room and took a shower. Blake spent a minute enjoying the hot water before finishing up, then getting dressed into her pajamas, throwing her dirty clothes into the hamper on her way to bed.

Blake grabbed her reading glasses off of her bedside table, and began the last thing of her night; reading a chapter of a new book she recently bought. Maybe even two, since she had completed everything in a decent amount of time. Her schedule gave her a nice stability, and Blake doesn't like breaking it; but she had done so well, so two chapters wouldn't hurt anything.


Blake jumped, begrudgingly looking away from the paragraph, to see her scroll with a lit up screen. It was message from Yang.

It was uncommon for Blake to get a message, a message at this time was even more rare, a message from Yang... added with all of those things; was completely blindsiding.

"Hey, u up?" 

Blake stared at the text, unsure if she should respond or not. Blake was well aware of her... duel attractions and had, had a few girlfriends before; the beautiful blonde was a feat she wouldn't even try to reach though. Not just for the sake of professionalism, but also because she spoke of 'him'. Straight was the most likely thing at this point unless Yang was bi; Blake was fully willing to accept that she would just have to get over her mini crush. It was merely based off of looks, after all - she is gorgeous.

Shaking that thought process out of her head; Blake typed out a message and sent it.


"Can u talk?" 

Startled once again by the immediate response; Blake stared at it for a minute.

"What do you need?" This time it took a minute for a reply to come.

"Nothing really, I'm just bored. How r u?"

"I'm Ok, reading some before I go to sleep."

"U like to read?"

"Yes, it is one of my favorite pastimes."

"What r the others?" 

Blake stared at the message; was Yang showing interest in her hobbies?

"Well I like gardening, I cook, I also dabble a little in writing. How about you? What do you like to do in your free time?"

"Hmm... going out to party, video games, I don't really have any hobbies... I mostly like people, so even when I play video games I play them with my sister or my friends. Lol, I guess my hobby is spending time with other people?" 

Blake chuckled, her book long forgotten as she texted the mother of one of her students.

"Sounds like a fun hobby! :)" The faunus surprised herself with the smiley face, and waited with baited breath for Yang's response.

"Haha, yeah, it is. ;)" 

Is it stupid for one's heart to jump at a simple smiley face? Blake's did, a single smiley face, and Blake's heart jumped in her chest.

"What are you doing right now?"

"Oh just chilling out on my bed, u?" 

Reality of the time came to Blake when she looked at the clock on her scroll, sadly seeing that she should have already been asleep.

"Same. Sadly I need to get to sleep. Good night, Yang."

"It's fine, I hope u enjoyed talking to me as much as I enjoyed talking to u."

"I did."

"Good night, Blake, sweet dreams."

"Sweet dreams."

Blake put down her scroll with a heavy heart; she and Yang had talked when she came to pick Adrian up that day. Her fears of Adrian's possible dyslexia being the topic of their discussion. It had ended up to be a far more intimate conversation than she had anticipated, ending with Yang explaining part of her past, and making Blake feel closer to woman than she probably should.

Blake put her book back onto the bedside table, and turned off her lamp.

'Forget about her, Blake, this was just a one time occurrence, nothing more.'

She closed her eyes and and went to sleep, but not before smiling to herself... Yang had said she liked talking to Blake, and against all of the faunus's maturity; she felt like a high school girl with a crush. It may have to come to and end, but Blake would enjoy this feeling, for as long as possible.

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Yang glanced at the message she just received from Ruby while grabbing her clothes for the day.

"Yang, Weiss and I went on a date last night, but when I dropped her off at her house; she wouldn't let me kiss her good night. I don't know why, all the other times I've dropped her off at her house she let me kiss her good night. I need help!"

Yang sighed; it was about time Weiss decided to start cutting Ruby off, the blonde just regretted how much it would hurt her little sister. It was actually kind-of endearing how long Weiss lasted, maybe Ruby did some good in the heiress's life.

"Ruby, I can't help u with that, it's between u and Weiss. Maybe u should try and talk to her about it... but I won't tell u how!" The response was sent immediately.


Then, without waiting for an answer, Ruby started calling Yang. Of course, being the great older sister she is, Yang picked up.


"Yang! Don't leave me to die alone! Don't leave me to suffer! Help me! You are my only family, my only kin! You must know that Weiss is the one for my heart, please!"

If Yang hadn't expected Ruby to try and be over dramatic (the knowledge allowing her to mentally prepare herself), she would have laughed."Ruby stop freaking out, it's fine. You'll do fine. And if Weiss rejects you, then she rejects you. If she rejects you harshly, I'll punch her in the face. Just have a little hope, eh?"

Ruby was silent, so putting the scroll on speaker, Yang began getting undressed.

"You don't think we'll last, do you?"

The question made Yang's heart stop, yes it was true, but the dejection in Ruby's voice made her feel exceedingly guilty. 'Just be honest.'

"I told you what I thought about Weiss when you brought her over for dinner. I'm sorry, but no, I never thought that the two of you would last. I'll support you as long as you do... I just don't think you will." A few seconds later, Yang heard the dial tone. Ruby had hung up at the end of Yang's sentence, not wanting to hear anymore from her sister.

The blonde sighed, obviously being honest was not the way to go. How did that conversation go so wrong so fast? It was just fine at first, Ruby was asking for help in an over dramatic fashion, and Yang was rejecting in what she felt was a firm, caring way. It shouldn't have turned out the way it had, Yang should have just lied, or laughed off the comment; anything other than what she did. 'How the hell am I going to fix this?' She stared at her scroll for a few seconds before putting it on her bed, and finishing getting dressed.

The rest of the morning went quickly, Yang had the day off, but she still needed to get Adrian to school. So the two of them climbed into the car and headed off, singing their favorite AchieveMen songs on the way.

When Yang and Adrian pulled into the driveway; Blake was just getting out of her car. They were a little early, but Yang hadn't expected that they had been that early. She got out of the car and walked around, opening Adrian's. When he jumped out, they shut the door together, following after Blake who was climbing up the stairs to the door. The faunus boy ran ahead of the two adults, and attempted to open the glass door. Yang saw him struggling, so she raced ahead of Blake (who was one step away from being at the door) and pulled it open with Adrian.

Blake chuckled lightly as she moved past the chivalrous mother and son, meeting the former's gaze. Yang's heart jumped a little at the eye contact, looking for a split second into sparkling amber eyes. It was a weird feeling, but the blonde brushed it off when she went in after Adrian.

Neptune was sitting on the edge of Lily's desk, they were talking - rather, Neptune was talking, and Lily was giggling almost constantly. Once the pair noticed the entrance of their boss, then Yang and Adrian; Neptune jumped off of Lily's desk and proceeded to his classroom, while Lily sat (looking beyond embarrassed) in her chair.

"Hello, Lily." Blake said calmly, moving past.

"U-umm, hi, Miss Belladonna. Miss Xiao Long." Yang smiled warmly at the girl, then turned to Adrian.

"Do you you want me to stay for a minute, or are you Ok playing with Mr. Neptune?"

He seemed to deliberate for a minute. "Mr. Neptune."

She chuckled, then leaned down to get a kiss on the cheek, and give one.

"Have a good day buddy!"

"I will Yangy!" Adrian ran off into his classroom, the backpack bouncing as it always does. Yang was about to leave, but the door to Blake's office caught her eye; their conversation from the other night coming back to mind. Without thinking; Yang walked past Lily, and knocked on the door with the big, black letters.

"Come in."

The door seemed to open in slow-motion, but when it did finally open wide; Yang took a short moment to look at Blake. She was standing by a bookshelf on the right of the room, her reading glasses on, and her eyes scanning the books as her hand glided over them.

"It's um, me. Yang." The faunus turned around to face Yang, she had pushed her glasses on top of her head; so that they rested right in front of her cat ears. The amber eyes seemed to have a molten property to them, most of the time they looked like they had an edge, but this time they looked soft and warm.

"I said 'come in'... so you can come all the way in." Blake watched amused, as Yang suddenly started into action, rushing in and shutting the door quickly behind her. "What was it you wanted, Miss Xiao Long?"

Yang would have told Blake to call her 'Yang', but she sensed a playfulness in the way she said it, so the idea quickly dispersed.

"Nothing really, I just - yeah, I just walked in here on a whim."

A musical laugh left Blake's lips, her molten eyes glinting momentarily in the light that was streaming in from the windows. "Well then, have a seat. Maybe once I find the book I need, I can satisfy that 'whim'." Blake said, her voice hinting mysterious as to what could happen.

Feeling like butterflies are swarming around her heart, Yang sat in a chair and watched patiently as the beautiful woman before her looked for her book; then stared, enraptured, as Blake's graceful stride carried her to her chair behind the desk. Blake looked at Yang for a few minutes, and the trainer looked right back, not fazed by the staring, nor even noticing how much she actually liked to stare at the ebony-haired woman.

"So, anything you would like to talk about or say?"

The question made Yang blink, then realize that nothing had been said since Blake had sat down. "No, not really... how's life?"

"I'd say it's going pretty well, you?"

"Actually; not that good." Yang sighed, meeting the faunus's gaze with sincerity. Blake's cat ears twitched, and she leaned her elbows on the table, the molten eyes showed curiosity and concern.

'Cute...' Yang couldn't process her thought before Blake said something, "Why? What has happened?"

"My little sister, Ruby, is dating someone, and that someone is just absolutely not for her. They're stuck-up, snobby, and they flaunt their money in other peoples faces. I don't even want to get into what they said about my house, or Adrian! But, Ruby somehow decided that she liked this person, for some reason unknown to me, but I thought that they surely wouldn't have gone for it. They did. Now my sweet, cookie loving, sister is having relationship problems, because they finally decided to cut the ties! She called me for help, and I gave her some advice. But it wasn't enough for her, so she kept pestering me, until she got me to admit that I didn't like them, that I thought that - they, and Ruby; are not meant to be! Now of course; she's furious at me." Yang hadn't meant to rant, but it still felt good to get that off of her chest.

"Yang, tip. Call, Ruby, was it?" After she got a nod; Blake continued, "Call Ruby, and help her. Truly help her. Give her as much advice as you have, and help her set something up. Right now, Ruby doesn't need opinions Yang, she needs her big sister to be there for her and support her no matter what. Even if you don't like - whoever it is she's dating; it's better to just let relationships run their course. I don't mean step back, but help them and nurture them until they end peacefully, if they end at all. You saying what you said, no matter how true, can only have hurt her, because she wanted... needed you to help her nurture something she loves. I say all of that from experience, trust me."

The words made sense, and they also made Yang feel guilty... they also gave her an idea.

"Thanks Blake, that really helped a lot! It helped so much, that maybe, of course only if you're willing... you could help me, help her?"


Yang stood outside the door of the address Blake gave her; they were to brainstorm ideas on how to fix what happened with Ruby. They only problem was... Yang couldn't work up the nerve to knock.

'Stupid, just knock! Just just knock, dammit!'

Her hand hovered in the air; wanting nothing more than to rap on the white wood, but a strange nervousness keeping it back. An uneasy feeling was in Yang's gut, most likely due to the fact that she couldn't stop thinking about how she had called Blake 'cute' in her head. And how she couldn't seem to stop staring at the faunus while in her office. And how, when out of her office, she couldn't sop thinking about her! Now she's right outside Blake's house wishing to go in - hoping she will never gain any feelings for her - and also trying to silence her loudly growling stomach that wants the food which is waiting for her inside.

'Stop these silly thoughts! Just knock!'

Yang knocked quickly, before she lost her nerve and stood out there for another ten minutes.

Blake opened the door, and Yang's eyes involuntarily roamed her body. She was wearing a navy blue button up, and black jeans. Blake looked casual enough that it didn't look like she was dressing up, but she also looked so drop-dead gorgeous that Yang couldn't even try to convince herself that she didn't have some kind-of feelings for Blake.

"Do you have trouble entering doors?"

With a blush, Yang hurried in.

'Stupid, silly thoughts.'

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"Why are you so nervous?" Blake asked Yang, who's pacing around the ebony-haired woman's neatly decorated living room, anxiously awaiting the time when they should leave.

"Because, Ruby and I have never been in an argument this big before! Now I'm - we're about to go meet her at a cafe. It's an understatement to say that I am nervous!" Yang hears a quiet chuckle coming from the couch, where the faunus woman was sitting relaxedly.

"It's time to go now, so..." Before she can finish whatever she was about to say; the blonde is racing out the door and to her car. She leaps inside and watches as Blake walks down the path - with painstaking slowness. Yang's knee starts to hop up and down while she continues to watch Blake moving at the pace of a snail, she catches sight of the smirk on the raven-haired woman's face as she finally makes it to the car door. Blake gets in and shuts the door behind her, the trainer knows that she is about to move slowly again, so she reaches over and grabs Blake's seat-belt; clicking it into place without wasting a second.

Yang tries to ignore the burning sensation in her hand as she realizes how it brushed across the faunus woman's body, instead focusing on the road as she (literally) sped down it.

They couldn't have gotten to the cafe faster if... they just couldn't have gotten there faster.

It's a race between Yang and reality as she speed walks to the glass door. Blake is right behind her, moving at a more leisurely pace. Yang opens the door, and manages to wait and hold it open for the few seconds before Blake stepped over the threshold.

They look around, staying in one spot as Yang glances at each person until she sees the familiar face of Ruby. An elated feeling wars with the butterflies in her stomach, but that war ends with the victory given to the butterflies at the sight of Weiss sitting next to Ruby.

It's too late to call Ruby and say that she can't come Yang realizes the same second she considered doing that, because now her little sister, and Weiss, were both looking at her.

She stands, frozen. 'Weiss! It had to be the one fucking racist lesbian in the world! Ok, maybe not the one, but - that doesn't matter! Why her?! Why did Ruby have to bring her?!'

Ruby gave a short wave, now looking confused as to why Yang wasn't getting any closer. Blake also noticed, and Yang felt her take her hand, and pull her forward until they were at the table Ruby and Weiss were at.

"Yang... are you Ok?"

'No!' Yang thought, but the question made her snap back to her senses. "Umm, yeah. I just thought that it was only going to be you showing up."

Ruby narrowed her eyes, and leaned into Weiss a little bit. "Is that a problem? Because we can just leave..."

"No! I-it's fine, I was just shocked."

The red-head nodded, looking relieved that Yang was still willing to resolve this conflict. Blake squeezed Yang's hand, which she was still holding.

"Who's that?" It was Weiss who spoke, looking at Blake, or rather; her cat ears.

'Here goes nothing.' Yang thought nervously, taking a small intake of breath before introducing Blake, "Ruby... Weiss, this is Blake Belladonna. She's Adrian's Principal, I think I mentioned her to you Rubes."

Ruby, for the first time that night, let go of Weiss's hand and stood. She took a step forward and put out her hand, but there was something in her eyes; mischievousness.

"Hello! Nice to meet you! Yang did, in fact, mention you. Something about your beauty, teaching skills, skills with kids..." Ruby was cut of by Yang's hand in her face. Weiss stood then, and pulled Yang's hand away, to reveal a grinning Ruby. Blake, to Yang's dismay, found this amusing and flattering.

"It's a great pleasure for me to meet you Ruby. Well - concerning what Yang 'mentioned' about me - I can't be the judge of my own beauty, but Yang's beauty, is something I can attest to." Blake laughed to herself at the blush that Yang could feel burning her cheeks to ash. Technically only figuratively - but the very real burning feeling in them made Yang almost believe otherwise.

They all took a seat, Blake and Weiss each went first in the booths, then Ruby and Yang followed. Ruby snuggled into Weiss's side, the heiress looked caught of guard and slightly exasperated, but with a roll of her eyes, she let it go.

Yang could see Weiss purposefully divert her eyes from Blake.

"So..." Ruby said, looking between Blake and Yang, tapping her free hand against the table.

"Right, umm... sorry about earlier Rubes, I wanted to explain why I said what I said, but..." The blonde gestured to Weiss not-so discretely. Ruby looked tense. 'Uh oh...'

"That's the reason I asked her to come, whatever problems you have with her, or with us, you should say to our faces."

'Fuck.' Nervously, Yang looked between the two, Weiss gave a small nod of affirmation, looking tense herself.

"Well, umm..." Yang cleared her throat, counting that as the third time she has said 'umm' so far. "For one; she's... you're a Schnee."

"No kidding." Weiss muttered sarcastically. Blake wrapped an arm around Yang in comfort, letting the older sister take a deep breath and continue on.

"You're family is racist, you couldn't even talk to my son when you met him, your father branded his illegitimate child and sent him off to become an angry serial killer, you insulted the house that has been in mine and Ruby's family for 400 years, you flaunt your Lien, I have never seen you treat Ruby like a person even worth your time, you're rude, condescending, and I also have never once thought that you were worth Ruby."

Weiss simply nodded, while Ruby's eyes went wide.


The silence was so thick, it could have been cut with a butter knife and spread on bread.

"You would blame her... for her upbringing? For her father's deeds? For things she is trying to cope with?" Ruby's voice sounded weak with hurt and pain. "Do you have any idea how much resistance she has faced from her family because of this relationship?! Do you know how many faunus shelters she has visited because she wanted to deal with the ideals that were drilled into he since birth?!" The young girl exclaimed, and Yang tried to interject, wanting to Ruby that she didn't know - that Ruby never told her, but the now infuriated Ruby Rose just kept going, "Do you understand how much pain her father put her through?! Do you get that, that 'illegitimate child' was her half brother, and she went through hell because of the grief that she wasn't even allowed to feel?! Do you know where that scar came from?! Why are you judging her for things that you don't even know about?!"

Yang slammed a fist on the table. "What did you think I would judge her for?! Her constant wearing of white clothes? Her family is bad blood, they have been cruel overlords for longer than either of us, or our parents have been alive!"

"Stop doing that! Stop putting her in the same category as her father!"

"She goes in that category! She is a Schnee!"

"Names don't define you!"

"But your actions do, and Weiss has only been hateful!"

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"She is trying! But it's not like you ever gave her a chance!"

"She's not worth giving a chance!"

"Why? Why do you have to believe that about her?!" Ruby practically sobbed out.

Ruby's sobbing made Yang stop for a second. The first thing that came to mind to say was; 'because she's a Schnee', and even Yang, as infuriated as she was, knew that was ridiculous. She knew she said it before, she could her voice a mere moment before calling out those words. And that hurt for multiple reasons. It something she has preached against all her life; judging someone by their family. Now she could finally see a sliver of that in herself, what was she doing? Why was she acting this - no one deserved to be treated this way. It was like a stab to Yang's heart to know it took her sister crying to realize what she was doing.

Ruby took Yang's silence to continue, "Why don't you trust me? Why do you think I would date her; if I felt she would never get better. If Weiss hadn't shown me several times that she wanted to change her viewpoints, I would have dumped her that night... no one treats my nephew that way on purpose, or without guilt. But she was guilty, she was so mad at herself for not being able to get her childhood teachings out of her head, the entire night. You don't have to like her Yang, you don't have to trust her; but trust me - please." A tear slipped onto Ruby's cheek, where it made a slow trail down her face.

Yang was frozen with shock, but a hot tear of her own made it's way to her chin, and her eyes focused in on Ruby's pleading ones. Yang stepped around the table, and pulled Ruby into a hug.

"I do trust you, I do... it's just..."


Junior grabbed his keys and was trying to make his way out the door, but Yang grabbed his arm.

"Stop please! We already barely have enough money for food, don't go and spend that little bit too!" She pleaded, hoping he would give in this one time.

But Junior ripped Yang's hand off of his arm, then grabbed her by the collar and threw her against the counter a few feet away. Her sore body screamed in protest as more pain and bruises were layered onto her.

"You don't tell me what to do, you stupid little bitch! I bring the money in, I can do with it what I want!" He took a few steps forward, raising his fist to come down on Yang's head. But the pain fueled her Semblance, turning her eyes red, and allowing her to grab the hand before it hit her. But she still wasn't strong enough, and her aura was fading fast with the effort to keep her Semblance going, so when Junior sent his other fist flying at her; she could do nothing to stop it. The force of the hit broke her aura completely, and sent her slamming into a wall. With zero protection; it hurt like hell, and made Yang's head swim.

"You aren't worth the rotten bread I feed you blondy. No one will ever love you, the sooner you learn that, the sooner you can hit the clubs and use those tits of yours to earn a few bucks... maybe even earn the roof I put over your head." Junior strode over to where Yang was, and stomped hard on her leg, she screamed out in pain as a loud snap resounded in the room.

He left, and Yang lay on the floor, sobbing for hours after that.

*End of flashback*

Ruby understood perfectly, as she watched the tears escape Yang's broken looking, lilac eyes. There are some pains that you just can't forget, and the pain that was constant for Yang for two years, would never be forgotten by anyone who knew Yang at the time.

"I know - and I'm sorry for getting so angry, I know you're just trying to protect me, I just wish none of that happened to you..." The sisters tightened their embrace, more than willing to build their relationship back up in a matter of moments. As for Yang's relationship with Weiss...

The heiress stepped forward, putting her hand out.

"I fear we have gotten off on the wrong foot. Hello, my name is Weiss Schnee. I am dating your younger sister, Ruby. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

With a tiny smile, Yang pulled away and grasped Weiss's hand. "Yang Xiao Long, as you said, I'm Ruby's older sister. It will be - nice to get to know you." They shook hands, then stepped quickly away from each other. Ruby beamed at her girlfriend, but before she hug-pummeled her; Weiss did something that would surprise them all.

She turned to Blake, who had just risen from her seat.

"It is also good to - meet you... Blake Belladonna." Weiss choked out, trying to look sincere, but coming across as tense and forced. Blake looked moved by the attempt though, a smile spreading across her face.

"Same to you Miss Schnee... same to you."

The conversation might have gone on, but Ruby launched herself at Weiss in pride, wrapping her arms and legs around the pale form of Weiss, yelling loudly, "WEISS YOU ARE AMAZING!"



"DOLT! COULDN'T YOU HAVE WAITED TO SAY THAT TILL WE WERE IN THE CAR?!" Weiss's loud words contradicted her soft blush, and the hand that was actually supporting Ruby, and holding the red-head against her.

Yang and Blake said their good byes, and left the cafe.

The drive back to Blake's house was quiet, but a comfortable quiet, one where they both were submerged in their own thoughts. When they got there; Yang walked Blake up to the door, gave the ebony-haired woman a kiss on the cheek, and drove home.

It wasn't until she paid Coco for watching Adrian, checked on him to make sure he was sleeping soundly, and hit the pillow of her bed; did Yang cry. She cried for all of the stress, and she cried for the memories that had resurfaced, but she also cried for one more reason: she wanted to date Blake, she knew that now, but...

'You disgusting dyke! You will never kiss a girl again, you hear me?! Never! No one will ever love you anyway, you're worthless, and disgusting, so don't even try. The second they find out that I'm here; they'll run, tails between their legs, mark my words. You. Are. Nothing!'

How could she - when his voice was still ringing in her ears. Even louder now than before. He'd kill Blake, he'd find out somehow and kill her. Yang could never love again, Junior had made sure of that.

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Blake sat behind her desk, sipping her black tea, and doing some paperwork, until Lily walked into the room.

"Sorry for interrupting, but because your phone line is down, a Miss Schnee left a message for me to give you." Lily placed the message she had written down on a slip of paper.

Blake picked it up, and read the neatly written words.

'Yang, for reasons unknown, has made it clear she will not invite you to dinner at 7:00 tonight. It's a small gathering, just Yang, Ruby, me, and you if you'd come. My number is below, if you would indeed come, please text me and I will give you the address.

828-723-8476  (I made this number up, just to let you know is case the most freaky thing happens, and it is someone's number out there. Just let me know if it is, and I'll change it) '

Blake sent a text saying she will come to that number, and went back to work. Not five minutes later did she receive an address.

Blake's day went slower than usual, a thousand questions racing through her head about that night. 'Why wouldn't Yang invite me?' 'What should I wear?' 'How formal will it be?' 'Will Yang be angry that I was invited?' The questions didn't end until all the children were picked up, where Blake saw Yang rushing Adrian away from his friends and out the door.

She got home, usually Blake would have stayed at the Kindergarten until 5:00, but this time she was anxious to pick out her outfit and perfect her look for the night. Blake was never the conscientious type about how she looked, but she always liked to make sure that her clothes were the best she had for that situation... and it would be hard to find he best one for this particular 'small gathering'.

The hours ticked by while Blake got ready, showering, finding the best outfit (including shoes and jewelry), getting dressed, doing her hair, and her tiny amount of make-up. The finished product was a sleek black v-neck that came down mid-chest, boot-cut jeans, brown gladiator sandals, a pearl necklace, some blush and black eyeliner, and her hair laying down her back naturally. It was 6:00 when she finished, and Blake sat down on her couch to read... only to be unable to concentrate on any of the words. Her mind wandered.


Blake and Ilia stood, holding hands, on the beach.

"I don't know if I can do it." The chameleon faunus said, her eyes staying on the distant horizon. Blake's heart clenched a little.

"If you don't... you know I can't. And I need to Ilia. I need this."

Ilia sighed, retracting her hand from Blake's so she could wring it with her other. "I do, I know. That's why this is so hard... I'm not ready to come out Blake. I get that you are, but I'm not. So..." A tear slid down the girl's cheek. "I-i guess I'm saying the promise means nothing anymore."

Blake stayed silent, her own tears falling as this information settled in. The promise. Because Ilia and Blake had started secretly dating, they both promised they would come out at the same time, so that they could also tell their parents who they were dating. But if Ilia was nullifying that promise; it meant that Blake would just tell her parents that she wasn't dating anyone... because it would be true.

"I love you." Was all the cat faunus could think to say.

"I love you too." Ilia left Blake on the beach, her fear driving her away from her first love.

*End of flashback*

It was 6:25, so Blake walked out the door, her mind still partially back at the beach. The drive wasn't long, and she ended up arriving at 6:50. The address led her to a really nice looking apartment complex, with evergreens, and flowers planted in front of the towering buildings.

Blake waited till it was 7 o'clock, then got out of her car.

She went up stairs to the door with number 113 next to it... this was it. Here was the door Blake was supposed to knock on, and enter. She rapped lightly on the door, she waited for a moment before she heard heels clicking on a hardwood floor. Weiss opened the door, and stepped to the side wordlessly to let Blake in.

Ruby came from a small kitchen to the left.

"Hey Blake! Welcome to my humble abode!" The cute red-head gave a dramatic bow. She was wearing a flowery apron, and had a chef's hat - that was now laying on the floor because of her bow. Blake chuckled while Ruby scrambled to pick it back up.

"Hey Ruby, where's Yang?"

"Fashionably late as always." Weiss answered, balancing the hat back on Ruby's head, and kissing her cheek. A knock on the door ruined Ruby's and Weiss's moment, also making Blake jump, and rush to sit on the yellow fabric couch.

Once again Weiss opened the door, and stepped silently aside to allow Yang entrance. At first the blonde held a smile on her face when she saw Ruby, but that abruptly fell away when she saw Blake sitting awkwardly on the edge of the couch cushion. Blake hopped up, not knowing what else to do as Yang first looked at Ruby, then at Weiss after Ruby pointed to her girlfriend.

Finally, Yang turned to Blake with a tense smile.

"You look great in..." It was only after Blake said these words that she realized Yang was wearing a black AchieveMen shirt with jeans and boots. Blake also wanted to kill herself as Yang's eyebrow went up. "That shirt, on most people it would look casual, but you pull it off very well." 'Great save Blake, it's so great it almost sounds like you're calling her casual.' But the whole situation got worse when Yang looked down at her shirt, causing Blake to follow her gaze. It was one of those shirts that only go halfway down your abdomen... revealing Yang's six pack. Why Yang was wearing that at a gathering with her sister and her girlfriend, no one would ever know - but Blake felt herself blush; she hadn't blushed in year's.

Yang couldn't hold back the laughter anymore as her face turned red.

Yang's laughter was musical, and infectious as Blake herself couldn't help but laugh a little at her own mistake (though Yang's six pack definitely did not take away from how good Yang looked). When Yang stopped laughing, she looked up and gave Blake a smile, a genuine smile.

The rest of the night was without incident, the salmon and potatoes were delicious, the game of Uno went well with Weiss then Yang being the shrewd winners. It seemed to end all too soon for Blake, who was laughing with everyone else the entire time. But it did, and Blake and Yang took their leave at the same time, Weiss deciding to stay behind for whatever reason.

They walked silently side-by-side until they got to the bottom of the stairs.

"Blake..." Yang's lilac eyes met Blake's amber ones. She didn't finish what she wanted to say, instead Yang leaned in, pressing her lips gently to Blake's. The faunus cupped Yang's cheek, pulling her closer. It was electrical, sending warmth throughout Blake, and making her heart race with unnatural speed. But Yang pulled away, a weird look in her eye, she turned and jogged away. 'Sorry' was the only thing Yang said before she jumped into her van and drove off.

Blake was too shocked to do anything, process anything, but smile. Blake smiled until she got home, when the shock and happiness subsided enough for her to realize that Yang had said 'sorry' and ran away. It made the ending of the night slightly bitter, but Blake found herself confident that she could talk to Yang about whatever happened... and maybe get the blonde on a date.

The last thing Blake did before going to sleep was sending Yang a text.

"Sleep well, and sweet dreams, Yang."


Ruby got a call from Yang while Weiss was doing the dishes.

"Ruby! Ruby! Adrian, he's missing!"

"Yang please, calm down!" Panic spread through Ruby's body, but she forced herself to stay calm. "What happened?!" Sobs came from the other end, proving what Ruby knew; Yang couldn't calm down.

"C-coco was watching him... and then - he broke in. He knocked her out, Ruby! He knocked Coco out and took my little boy!"

Ice ran through Ruby's veins, him.

"Who Yang?" Ruby knew who, but she needed to make sure.



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The police swarmed Yang house, searching for evidence, for anything to point to the person who did this. But Yang knew, she knew who it was... Junior. He took Adrian. Yang knew it, he found out that Yang had kissed Blake and then went after Adrian to get to her. Her little boy, her son. He was just getting better at reading, he was about to get tested for dyslexia, they were going to help him. But now he's gone, taken to have his life ruined the same way Yang's was. A cruel mother-to-son cycle that Junior has started.

She felt her Semblance burning, she knew her eyes were red, and with all of her training; she knew she could - and would kill Junior for doing this.

A police officer blatantly avoided walking on the same side of the room as her when he was passing through. Yang didn't care, she just wanted Adrian back, more than anything in the world. 'It's your fault, if you hadn't given in and kissed Blake... he would still be here.'

"Fuck!" She yelled involuntarily, punching the wall next to her. An officer picked the wrong time to gain courage and move forward.

"Miss Xiao Long, the police down in downtown Vale raided Junior's house, he was - in bed with his girlfriend. From what the officers saw, he has an airtight alibi for the crime of kidnapping your son."

Yang's Semblance raged up into the fire, and she shook her head slowly.

Ruby rushed forward from somewhere nearby. "Yang... it's true. Weiss and I, we wanted to come and see first hand, and we did. On top of seeing some... things, we watched the security footage of the past four hours that night, it wasn't tampered with. He didn't take Adrian, Yang."

Something crucial broke in Yang, and tears started flowing, without control, down her face. Ruby caught her older sister when her knees buckled out from under her. Caressing her golden locks while holding her close.

'It was Junior, it has to be Junior! Who else would take my son? It has to be Junior, he sent someone to kidnap him. It has to be him! It's all my fault...'


Weiss stood paralyzed as she watched Yang sob uncontrollably into Ruby's shoulder, her body trembling... thank god the officers had some sense to leave the house and give them privacy. Her own memories of being reduced to tears ran rampant in her mind making it hard to think. Weiss noticed someone step next to her, and she looked over to see Blake. Every time the heiress sees her, the first thing she sees are the cat ears, but this time; Weiss forced herself to push away the prejudice. The faunus's ears flattened against her head when she saw Yang, and her fists clenched by her side.

"I wouldn't go near until she calms down, her Semblance could reactivate at any moment." She says, and Weiss can hear what must sound like indifference to Blake; Ruby's the only one who's ever been able to tell when Weiss is upset.

"Do the police have any leads?"

Weiss turns to her, and shakes her head no. "Ruby and I were there when the house of the only suspect was raided, but no evidence was found, and he had an airtight alibi."


Somehow Weiss is surprised that Yang has never mentioned Junior to Blake, she'd have known who 'he' was by the circumstances if Yang had, but they've always come across as really close.

"An ex of Yang's, from what I've heard from Ruby though, it was good riddance when they broke up." Weiss remembered what Ruby had said to her on their way to Junior's house, 'Junior was the worst kind-of cruel to Yang, not only using physical torture, but mental. He would tell her that she was nothing, worthless, that no one would love her because she was filthy. It took her adopting Adrian for him to decide to leave Yang. She didn't even get the pleasure of kicking him out, she was weaker then, so every time she tried he would just beat the shit out of her. Her very aura was almost constantly broken... I wouldn't be surprised if he decided he wanted her back and stole Adrian to get to her.'

"I see." Blake said quietly, and Weiss looked over to watch long enough to see Blake pull out a scroll and dial a number, before she looked back at Yang and Ruby. Ruby the sweet girl who never gave up on her, the only who seemed to understand the Schnee, and didn't fear Weiss because of her family's power or even want to use her for it.


Ruby can feel Yang's hot tears soak through her shirt, and she hates it, not the tears but the fact that Yang has to spill any. She hates Junior for what he did, especially making Yang cut Ruby out of her life the last year Yang was with him, but this is something Ruby just can't blame him for when no proof has been found. She will though, do whatever it takes to get Adrian back. Nothing can stop her.


Ruby feels Yang stiffen in her arms, and looks up to see Blake standing there, a soft, caring look in her eyes. She got down on her knees, and placed a hand on Yang's shoulder. Yang doesn't relax, if anything she becomes more tense.

Ruby feels Yang stiffen in her arms, and looks up to see Blake standing there, a soft, caring look in her eyes. She got down on her knees, and placed a hand on Yang's shoulder. Yang doesn't relax, if anything she becomes more tense.

"Blake, how about you talk to Yang later?" Weiss said in a voice Ruby recognized to be a faked calm. Yang started to pull away from Ruby however, and stood in front of Blake. The faunus woman hurriedly straightened up as well, and Ruby felt it would be unwise of her to not do the same.

"Blake..." Yang's voice was hoarse, rough, and deathly quiet. She cleared her throat. "You shouldn't be here."

"Yes I should."

"No, Blake - you shouldn't. Go."

"No, Yang..."


An officer decided now was the time to barge in - which it really wasn't.

"Yang, please. Don't push me away!"

"Umm, Miss Xiao Long?" The middle aged man said uncertainty, but Yang didn't hear.

"Just go Blake, there's no reason for you to stay!"

"Yes there is!"

"Miss Xiao Long?" The officer repeated, attempting to be a little louder this time.

"No! You were his Principal, you barely knew Adrian! And you definitely don't know me!"

Ruby was torn between many things, siding with Yang, siding with Blake (because of the hurt look on the woman's face), siding with the poor man who was just trying to deliver a message, or bury her head in Weiss's neck and forget about all of this.

"Miss Xiao Long!" The officer practically yelled, but it was no use, Yang and Blake's attention were only on their argument. Ruby considered asking him 'what?', but she didn't want to move away in case in Yang's fragile state things became physical.

"You're right, I don't really know you. But I you know enough. You have been hurt, and abused, and Adrian was the one thing that was able to end all of that. I get it! He's more important to you than your own life, but why do you have to push love out to love him?!"

"I'm not pushing love out! I'm just letting you know, you never had a chance!"

The three onlookers had already felt very out of place amidst the yelling would-be-lovers, but now that was on a whole new level. Each of them looked away, unable to bear the look of pain on Blake's face, and their guilt for standing there to witness it.

"Then why did you kiss me?" Her voice was a sob, and Ruby could see Weiss almost get whiplash because she looked up so fast, in utter horror. The red-head felt sick to her stomach. She had no idea what to think; did Yang accidentally kiss Blake? Was she so caught up in the moment that she didn't realize what she was doing till it was too late? Or did she mean to kiss Blake - and either find out that lesbianism wasn't for her - or Yang has become so scared of Junior that she would push Blake out because of that fear?

"Because, in a lapse of judgement, I did something idiotic. And I regret it." Yang's voice held nothing in it, no emotions of any kind. Blake just shook for a moment, a couple of tears made their way down her face before she turned on her heels, walked past the stunned officer, and out the door.

It was dead silent until a moment later the officer took a step forward and cleared his throat.

"Miss Xiao Long, your son has been found."

'Oh holy hell...'

(Later at the police station)

Ruby and Weiss sat in front of an officer who was going to tell them what happened, while Yang was too busy sticking like glue to Adrian's side to pay attention.

"So it turns out it was a robbery, or at least that's what we're guessing, we'll need Miss Xiao Long to check on that. Anyways, the man broke in, and knocked Coco out to get to the goods he perceived would be upstairs. Adrian said he heard the commotion, so he climbed out of his window in an attempt at running to the police station and getting help. But he got lost in the dark, and slept in the park last night, when he woke up; he walked the three miles to get right here at the police station."

Ruby and Weiss sat in awe at the story; which was not the one they were expecting. Ruby broke out into a grin.

"Heh, that's my nephew for you, brave and strong-willed." Then she sighed in weary, laying her head on Weiss's shoulder; it was hard to do anything at the moment, even smile.

All she could think about was Yang; the way she was acting. All the evidence pointed out that, there was something Ruby didn't know. That Yang was terrified of Junior. And that Adrian, meant more to her than anything... or anyone else. All hell broke loose when Yang thought Adrian was kidnapped, and all hell is still broken loose, just inside of Ruby. Maybe inside of Yang. Most likely inside of Weiss. And definitely inside of Blake.

Blake, the poor girl Yang destroyed in two minutes flat, without even blinking. And Weiss even felt sorry for the faunus, which was a huge step for the heiress, but also a clear sign of just how bad Blake was hurt.

'All hell broke loose' really is the perfect phrase for what happened and all the consequences proceeding.

'I wish I could go back in time and kill Junior, then none of this would have happened.' Was the last thing Ruby thought before falling asleep on Weiss in the police station.

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Something is off about Yangy, she looks sad all the time, but she still puts up a happy mask. I think she does it for me, like she did when the bad man used to live with us and he would hit her. I know she's avoiding Miss Belladonna though, because Yangy used to talk about her, and talk to her - but now Yangy won't even walk in to my school. Half the time she doesn't come to pick me up or drop me off, instead I see a lot more of Aunt Ruby and her girlfriend, Miss Weiss. Yesterday I even got to hang out with Sun! He took me to the park, and I played tag with another boy.

I can tell it's hurting Miss Belladonna too, she stays in her office most of the time instead of coming out to play with us occasionally, and when she does come out; her eyes are usually red and puffy looking. She also has trouble smiling. Whenever she smiles it looks like someone is grabbing the corners of her mouth and pulling them up, it's kinda creepy actually... I miss the warm smile and hugs.

It's been a week since my 'heroic act' as Yangy keeps calling it (even though I never did anything 'heroic'), time hasn't flown by. This week has been one of the slowest weeks in my life, except for all those weeks at the orphanage. Now all those weeks were definitely the slowest.

One time I heard Miss Weiss and Aunt Ruby doing what Aunt Ruby called 'arguing', I really don't get that though, when I argue with one of the kids in recess; we start yelling at each other. But when they argue; Aunt Ruby uses puppy dog eyes and whines, while Miss Weiss just speaks calmly and sternly. Oh well, they were 'arguing' about Yangy and Miss Belladonna. Miss Weiss wants to - what was that - 'let them have space', while Aunt Ruby wants to 'just nudge them together a little'. I don't know what either of those things mean, but I know whichever will make Yangy and Miss Belladonna happy again is what I want.

Reading is harder this week too, Miss Belladonna usually helps me with that, but now she stays in her office so Mr Neptune has to help me. It gets so confusing! I try and I try, but I just end up with a headache, and a heartache for Miss Belladonna to help me. Mr Neptune is Ok at it, but he doesn't seem to understand what I don't understand, so we both end the 'tutoring session' with not understanding. I wonder what 'tutoring' is anyway, is it teaching or learning?

I want everything to go back to normal! I want to hang out with Miss Coco, and Mr Yatsuhashi when he comes over too! My friend, Arnold Arc, thinks that I should make them talk to each other. Set something up so that Yangy and Miss Belladonna have to talk, he says that it is in the entire class's interest for everything to get back to normal; because Miss Belladonna also hands out extra snacks. This argument has made me come to a decision; I will text Miss Belladonna from Yangy's phone. Something like 'Come meet me please', then they'll meet!

I grab a piece of paper from my drawer and take it to the dining room table with a pencil.

'Come met me pleas' I write out. My plan is now a 'go'... whatever that means. But my plan is in action! I just need to bring my paper when I go to type out the text, so I can remember how to spell it.

Yangy walks in.

"Hey buddy, whatcha doing?"

I flip the paper over and start drawing. "Drawing."

"Cool, you want a snack? I know I want one!"

I nod, a snack actually sounds good right now... err 'right about now'? I don't know, but I'm pretty sure they both mean the same thing. Adults say too many new things for me to keep up.

She makes us each a half peanut butter and jelly sandwich, walking away with her own. I watch her leave the room and take a big bite out of my sandwich. I'm nervous, what if Yangy figures out that I sent the message somehow?! I don't know how she would, but there's always that - possibility - yeah that possibility. Let's just hope nothing goes south. Is north the right way for it to go? Or should it not go anywhere? And who is hoping with me? Ugh! I just want nothing to go wrong!


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Yang woke up, stretching, and blinking at the sunlight spilling in from her bedroom window. Groggily, she sat up and grabbed her scroll off of her bedside table...

"What the...?" She said staring at the message none other than Blake Belladonna sent her - and then message before that. "Adrian!"

Yang leaped out of bed, throwing her covers off, and racing to her son's room. When she entered, he was sleeping peacefully, it was the weekend after all. She almost couldn't bring herself to wake him, then she did wake him, and when she did; she asked in the kindest voice she could muster at the moment... "Adrian, what is this?"

The sleepy faunus boy saw the message, then proceed to shrink into his covers.

"Adrian..." Yang has never been able to stay angry at him for long, so the little anger that hadn't dissipated at Adrian's obvious guilt; was in her voice when she spoke.

"I'm sorry! I just heard Aunt Ruby and Miss Weiss arguing once about you and Miss Belladonna, so it got me worried because both of you have been sad lately. I just wanted to help by getting you guys to meet up." He spoke quietly and apologetically, rubbing his grimm themed cover in between his fingers. Yang sighed deeply, looking first at her son's badly written message, then her eyes flicked to Blake's very worried response.

"Yang? Are you Ok? What's going on?"

"Buddy, I appreciate what you were trying to do, but you made Miss Belladonna very worried."

"I'm sorry..."

"I know." Yang laid an arm over Adrian's side, giving him a sideways hug.

'Fuck... how are we going to sort this mess out? I don't know if I can handle seeing her again.' Yang knew there was no way around her going to actually meet Blake, Adrian had to apologize, and it wouldn't be right for Yang to not be there. Considering Adrian is her son.

'You're just saying that so you can see Blake again. What about Adrian?! Haven't you learned your lesson from last time?!' The blonde shook those thoughts away, she can't deal with all of that internal turmoil right now.

"Alright, I'm going to go make breakfast, you want to stay in bed until it's done?"

He nodded slowly. "Am I going to have to tell Miss Belladonna I'm sorry?"

Yang stood, letting out another sigh, "Yeah, sometime today."

While Yang went down the stairs, she thought up something to say to Blake.

"It was Adrian, he grabbed my phone and sent that to u without me knowing. We'll be over there around lunch so he can apologize face-to-face."

She sighed once again, walking into the kitchen and starting to grab the ingredients for pancakes. Buzz... Yang looked down at her scroll.

"I'm glad you're Ok. I'll see the both of you then."

(At lunch)

Yang drove her and Adrian over to Blake's nervously. It almost annoyed her that she knew the way to her house by heart even though she has only driven there twice.

They pulled into the driveway, Yang parked right behind Blake's black sedan, hopped out of her car, and then opened Adrian's door for him. Once they got to the white door; it opened. Blake stood there, looking gorgeous as always, not even the painfully obvious swollenness of her eyes could detract from the faunus's natural beauty.

"Come in." She bade quietly, stepping to the side, and keeping her eyes to the floor. Adrian bounded in, running straight to the couch and plopping down on it. Yang couldn't help but wait for a moment, looking at Blake with guilt clamping down on her heart and stomach.

Blake looked up for a fraction of a second, a watery smile playing on her lips. "I guess some things never change."

Yang immediately realized what she had done, and practically threw herself through the door. 'Why the hell do I do that every single time I'm outside of a door Blake's on the other side of?! I'm such an idiot...'

Solemnly, Blake walked past Yang, and stood in front of her fireplace; which was to Yang's left, and right in front of Adrian.

"I'm sorry Miss Belladonna, I didn't mean to make you worry, and I shouldn't have sent that message." The little boy announced, looking Blake in her amber eyes. A smile took place on her mouth, and Blake walked forward, kneeling in front of him.

"Do you know what made me worried?" Adrian shook his head no. "I was worried because Yang knows how to spell all of her words, so when I saw 'please' without the 'e' and 'meet' without one of it's 'e's; it made me worry that Yangy was sick. Do you remember the rule for 'please'?"

Adrian thought for a moment, then smiled. "Yeah."

"Do you remember how to spell your words for last week?" She asked him and he thought about it, then nodded, smiling even wider. Blake continued, "If I get you some paper and a pencil, will you write them out for me?"

"Yes, Miss Belladonna."

Blake smiled again, and grabbed the supplies from her desk across the room. She placed them on her kitchen island/table, and motioned for Adrian to come over. She helped him onto the stool, asked if he needed anything, then sat down at the opposite side of the couch Yang was standing next to. The blonde sat where Adrian had been sitting previously, on the far right side of the couch.

While they waited, Yang's mind swam with images of that day, that horrible day.

Adrian finished, proudly showing his paper to Blake. She gently gave him a couple of reminders, and he worked studiously to fix the mistakes. When Blake found that every answer was correct; Adrian grinned wider than ever before, looking like nothing could make him happier than hearing that he did well.

They probably would have left then, but Adrian caught sight of a swing set in Blake's backyard. He instantly looked up to Yang.

"Ask Miss Belladonna."

The ram faunus turned to Blake, his eyes pleading permission.

"You can go play." The raven-haired woman conceded. With a rushed 'thank you', Adrian raced out of the backdoor and to the swing.

Yang and Blake sat in silence, while more images swarmed the trainer's mind. The look of pain on Blake's face, the tears, Ruby holding her, the feeling of blank darkness filling her, the silent plea for Yang to take back what she said to Blake. Those scenes played over and over, while guilt ate Yang from the inside out. Guilt for saying what she had to Blake, and guilt for ever letting their relationship get that far. The cycle was sickening, and there was nothing Yang wanted more than to end it.

'I guess you have a decision to make then...'

"I'm sorry." She said, and the words make her realize how much she didn't mean what she said to Blake that day - which added to the anger she already felt towards herself. "I'm sorry because... if I didn't have my background; I would let myself love you. I'm sorry because for a moment, even I believed my past wouldn't catch up with me. I'm sorry because you did have a chance. And I'm sorry because I hurt you, that never should have happened, I never should've let that happen. I have guilt for a thousand different things, but hurting you was never supposed to be one of them. I am sorry..." A couple tears trickled down Yang's face at all the memories, not just of that day when she thought Adrian was kidnapped, but also further back, as far back as when she was with Junior. And into the beginning of that relationship where she had her first kiss with a girl. So many memories, so many emotions... most of them bad. Blake stood, and did the one thing Yang did not anticipate her doing; she pulled Yang onto her feet, and gave her a hug. Instinctively, Yang hugged Blake back.

"You don't have to be afraid, Yang Xiao Long, you have so many people who love you, who care about you - and whether you like it or not - I'm among that group. Let us help you..."

"No! There's nothing to help." Yang resisted, wanting to apologize, wanting to give in, but the memories flooding her senses and her mind stopped her.

Blake wouldn't let Yang pull away. "Yes Yang, there is. No one has to be taught love, you know the feeling Yang. You're just running away from it, away from me!"

Yang tried pulling away again, and succeeded, only to fall. Her heart was racing, her mind was replaying the worst moments of her life.

'Stop! Nononono... don't do this now... no!'

'No one will ever fucking love you! You are a miserable wretch. You're worthless. You're going to hell you stupid dyke!' And then the worst flashes that could come. 'You see that Yang? You see that?! You see your pretty little fling hanging from the ceiling?!' Hanging from the ceiling... no...


Junior dragged Yang into a house, Yang didn't know where she was, all she could do was hope Junior wasn't about to murder her. A plead to the Gods that he didn't touch...

Junior ripped off Yang's blindfold, and she screamed. Emerald, the girl Yang found herself loving, was hanging from her living room ceiling; bloody gore spilling out from her torso and her limbs tied at odd angles to her body.

"You see that Yang? You see that?! You see your pretty little fling hanging from the ceiling?!" Junior shoved Yang, where she stumbled and landed on the floor, screaming and crying. Two henchmen walked forward, not expecting what no one expected. Yang's Semblance roared to life, fire, flames, and sparks flying everywhere. Her eyes blood red, and her fists clenched. Yang was shaking, the sheer power of that anger, that pain, coursing through her. They charged. That was the worst mistake they could have made. Yang destroyed those two men with a more brutal death than even poor Emerald received. Punch after punch, she continued punching even after they were dead, pulverizing their bodies till each and every bone was broken. When Yang finally stopped; it was because her Semblance burnt out. Leaving only the cruel pain behind.

*End of flashback*

When Yang finally came to her senses, and was able to see and feel what was happening. She heard whispers in her ear.

"It's going to be Ok, it's going to be Ok."

And a body pressed against hers. A hand, running itself through her hair.

All of these sensations came from Blake.

Yang hadn't had a flashback that bad since the following months of Emerald's murder. And the few weeks after she got away from Junior. She was shaking, Yang knew she needed to eat something, even if she might feel nauseous at the thought.

"I-i'm O-ok now, j-just give m-me a minute t-to regain my s-strength." Yang gasped out, trying to stand. Blake stood, and held Yang on the couch where she collapsed.

"Yang, rest."

"But..." Yang glanced out the window to see Adrian.

"He's fine, he's been playing out there the whole time." Blake took a long look at Yang, who was sitting resignedly on the couch. "This has happened before, hasn't it?"

She nodded, and Blake sighed, "What do you need? Anything I can get for you?"

Lilac eyes met amber one's, and Yang could see the determination there.

"Something light to eat, nothing much, just enough to make the shaking go away."

The cat faunus walked off to her kitchen, and Yang sat. Something felt lighter, and something else darker. Like a part of her was relieved, while the rest was weighed down by some cumbersome discovery.

Blake came back, a plate of apple slices in hand. Yang took it gratefully, and bit half of a slice off, chewing slowly. Blake sat and watched.

"Is my eating that interesting?" The blonde teased, trying to get the attention off of her. Blake chuckled softly.

"No, I was just thinking."

"Gee, thanks."

"What? Do you want your eating to be interesting?"

"No, what were you thinking about?" Yang asked hurriedly.

"The name you were saying - Emerald. If I may ask; who was she?"

"U-umm, she was my first... everything. I met her before Junior decided I was to date him, both relationships went on. I never really thought of Junior as my - partner, so I also didn't consider what I was doing with Emerald cheating. He found out about it though, and killed her. Junior strung her from her living room ceiling, tied her arms and legs at twisted angles around her, and cut a deep gash from her chest down to the bottom of her torso so that blood and gore was spilling out. T-that was what my flashback was about." Yang's voice shook, even as it held a deep anger she would probably never get rid of.

"That's why your so..." Blake breathed out, horrified by the story she just heard. "Does anyone else know?"

"Two henchmen did - but they don't matter."

"Yang, I'm so sorry that happened..."

"Don't. It's not your fault. A lot of things happened to me because of that man, it's no one's fault but mine for letting him into my life, and his own fault for everything he did."


"Don't. It's not your fault. A lot of things happened to me because of that man, it's no one's fault but mine for letting him into my life, and his for everything he did." I can't believe my ears, I also can't believe how selfish I've been. Yang has had thousands of traumatic things happen to her, including seeing her first (and only) girlfriend strung from the ceiling and mauled. Yet, here's me, right over here. The girl who's in constant tears because Yang made an attempt at pushing me out.

How utterly horrible of me.

That settles it, there's no way, under any circumstance, am I going to let Yang go unless I'm 100 percent confident that she wants me gone. If she can last through living hell, then I can last to teach Yang how to love again. I glance in the mirror by the door; my eyes are swollen and red, I didn't even bother to put make-up on this morning. But no more tears. It's going to take an army to stop me.

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Blake groaned; for some reason Archie Arc has decided to become a bully of sorts. Now Blake doesn't only have to deal with a misbehaving child, but his freaking out parents. Jaune Arc and Pyrrha Arc, Mrs Arc is actually an accomplished huntress; but you wouldn't know by the way her face paled and she started rambling on... and on about how her son is 'the sweetest boy in the universe, really, I assure you!'.

Blake had, had enough. Her patience at an all-time low; Blake interrupted the half hour mark of Mrs Arc's ramblings.

"Mrs Arc, your son has been reported by several children to have called them names such as: blockhead, idiot, stupid, dummy, and a few others. In all honesty, we are not here to discuss your son's previously known character, but to figure out why he is doing what he is doing and come up with a solution. Maybe some discipline at home?" Blake felt guilt at coming across so harsh, but really, Blake never needed a lecture on the Arc mother's views of her son. Which are skewed to say the least, considering the woman spoils and coddles the poor child to death, then calls him 'perfect' when this isn't the first time Archie has misbehaved, only the first time he has tried bullying on for size. Blake does like Pyrrha though, the woman has helped her on many occasions, it's just when the topic becomes about her son...

"We do have discipline at home!" Pyrrha burst out, looking genuinely angry at the faunus woman's slightly insulting comment. Blake didn't want to say anything, as she highly doubted she would be civil if she spoke. But she was saved by the bell when Lily knocked at the office door.

"Come in." Blake said gratefully, watching the door open expectantly. Lily stood with a piece a paper in her hand.

"Miss Belladonna, I have a message for you from a Mrs Amitola." Her assistant laid the blue and white sticky note on Blake's desk, while she herself just stared at the words in shock. 'Amitola' is the only thing Blake actually read and understood; it was Ilia. 

Jaune and Pyrrha both noticed this reaction, and the latter leaned forward worriedly.

"Blake, are you Ok?" The amazon asked. Blake shook away the memories, and set the note aside. What happened, happened long ago. It almost surprised the woman how easily she could forget those old feelings of love and betrayal. But there was a task at hand, so Blake just decided to read the note and ramble a little about it to Yang later.

"Yes, sorry Mr and Mrs Arc. Mrs Amitola is an old friend of mine, from my adolescence, so to say the least it caught me off guard to hear that it was her who left me a message."

They both nodded.

(Later that day)

Blake marched into the cafe she was supposed to meet Yang at, and quickly spotted the blonde sitting at a booth by the windows; playing on her scroll. Blake could hear the sound of animated fighting as she turned her focus onto Yang, and moved towards her. When she got to the table, she sat down, and slammed her head into her hands.

"Woah! Blake, I didn't see you there... you Ok?"

The faunus couldn't see Yang's face, but she assumed it held a look of worry, judging by the sound of it in her voice. "No." Came her muffled response, and she could hear Yang's seat creaking slightly when she sat back... or leaned forward, one or the other.

"What happened?" A hand gently laid itself on Blake's arm.

"I argued with Pyrrha for an hour trying to solve the problem of her son being a jerk, and..."

"Could you repeat that? I can't hear you because you're covering your face."

Blake sighed, lifting her head out of her hands to gaze mournfully at Yang. Who, coincidentally, seemed like she woke up on the perfect side of the bed. She just somehow looked more beautiful right then, than at any other time. Ok, not completely true. Yang looked too gorgeous to be true no matter what, but something about her right then made Blake think she really did do something to make herself look extra-beyond-amazing. With another sigh, Blake let the horrible day she has had; slip away.

"I was saying... you're a wonderful sight for very sore eyes."

Yang's mouth twitched upwards in a pleased smile, and Blake sat up a little straighter.

"Heh, good to see you too." They both chuckled, and smiling at each other; started some small talk.

"How's Sun doing? I heard from Adrian that the two of you had a - 'trainer off', I think it was called - and he lost miserably."

"I wouldn't say 'miserably', but I did win. He twisted his ankle on the treadmill is the only reason it wasn't a tie like every other time we've held a Trainer Off."

"What's a Trainer Off?"

"It's like a 'dance off' or a 'sing off', but with trainers. Well, except we don't see who can train the best, just who can exercise the longest. But back to your question: he's doing well besides a swollen ankle."

"I see, sounds like a lot of fun."

"It is! We've been told it's also fun to watch, so maybe when the next one comes around I could invite you?"

Blake nodded, and the grin Yang has had on her face the whole conversation; grew wider.

Their conversation continued like this, gaining and losing momentum like most conversations do, and they just enjoyed each other's presences.

"Wait-wait-wait, you mean to tell me that you once had a motorcycle?!" Yang asked, tearing at the seams with laughter. Blake blushed, but attempted to do her once patented 'Hair Whip', which was really the simple flipping of her hair.

"Only the proud owner of a Vroom Rider."

Yang stared blankly back at Blake, then her eyes widened, and a huge grin seemed to cover the entirety of her face. "You mean... you rode one of those little three-wheeled motorcycles?!" If the grin wasn't enough; Yang decided to guffaw as loud as possible at the look of pure horror on Blake's face.

"They are not little! And what do you know about motorcycles?!"

"I own one!" Yang continued to laugh, but her laughter had died down to a much quieter version of what she had been doing a minute before.

"You own one?"

"Yeah, my sweet baby Bumblebee. I've had her for years." The faunus's mouth fell agape, and she stared at Yang, much to to the blonde's amusement. "Maybe I could take you for a ride one day, if you want to experience a real motorcycle..."

"Hey!" She burst indignantly, slamming both of her fists down with basically zero force.

Both laughed, and their hands connected in the middle of the table. The merry music of their laughter ended almost instantaneously, but the smiles stayed, so did Yang's hand on top of Blake's.

Yang got a call, Blake didn't see who it was before she answered.

"Hello?" Yang listened intently to whatever was being said on the other line.

"Is he Ok?"

More waiting.

"He won't even watch a movie to distract himself?" Blake's interest was piqued, as was her worry.

"Ok... yeah. I'm on my way." Yang looked up and into Blake's amber eyes.

"What happened?" The ebony haired woman asked anxiously.

"Sorry, I got to go. Yatsuhashi just called and said that Adrian accidentally cut his hand while trying to cut an apple - which he decided to do without asking for permission - but he won't let either him nor Coco look at the cut." Blake stood with Yang, the warmth leaving her hand.

"Is he Ok?"

"They think so, but Yatsu thinks I should come back so I can coax him into letting us clean the cut."

The cat faunus nodded. "Can I come?"

Yang stopped in her tracks to leave the cafe, and looked at Blake.

"You really want to?"


"Then follow me." Yang said with a smile she couldn't hide. Blake hurried after her, and then hopped into her own car; soon pulling out of the parking lot right behind Yang's red mini van.

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Blake smiles to herself while she drives back home, thinking about how adorable Yang was when she was taking care of Adrian. It showed a gentle side that Blake didn't get to see all that often; Yang was usually 'fun' and outgoing, if not a little protective.

Blake's mind traveled to her earlier conversation with Yang, then with what she refrained from telling her favorite blonde. Ilia's note. Blake pulled into her driveway, and sighing, pulled it out of her pocket.

'Blake, please come meet me at CornerVale Cafe on Thursday, 3:45 pm. It's urgent.

- Mrs. Amitola'

Thursday was tomorrow, and Blake couldn't help but feel frustrated at the lack of notice. Though - she didn't exactly know how she'd react with a bunch of time to overthink things - that's besides the point of courtesy though.

Blake made her way slowly to her front door, and opened it while still reading, and rereading the note. Something about it was bugging her, something was off, or at least unexpected. The cat faunus plopped down onto her couch, her routine long since put on the sidelines, and searched her mind for whatever the hell was wrong. It seemed normal enough; despite the 'it's urgent' and the 'Mrs Amitola'.

'Mrs Amitola' Blake reread those two words again, and something was starting to click into place. Mrs, Mrs means she's married, yet her last name isn't changed! That could mean Ilia never came out and she and her husband just decided to stick with her name... or it could mean Ilia married a woman!

'Actually...' Blake thought to herself. 'Women usually combine the two names. Or do they?' She thinks back to Jaune's sister; Saphron Cotta-Arc. Blake had met her once, and found out that Saphron (and her wife Terra) had combined their names. That was really all Blake had to go on, so with a sigh, she set the note down and decided to try and figure this out while cooking dinner.

(Later while Blake is in bed)

Blake came to the conclusion (for the 100th time) that she couldn't figure anything out until she talked with Ilia herself. But Blake wasn't even sure she wanted to meet Ilia yet, much less talk about the chameleon faunus's personal life.


Lazily, Blake reached over a picked up her scroll. She smiled when she saw the message was from Yang.

"R u awake?"

"Sadly, yes."

"I can't sleep either... I think it was the caffeine in my coffee."

"Why would you drink coffee before you go to bed?"

"I was craving it."

Blake chuckled at the careless response, and was starting to type something back when another message popped up.

"What's ur excuse?"

She thought out her words, typed them out, but right before she sent the message she realized that she didn't type out the real reason she couldn't sleep. So, Blake tried again.

"I got a note from an old friend/ex girlfriend. She wants me to meet her tomorrow at the CornerVale Cafe, at 3:45. I'm trying to decide if I want to go or not. The note said it was 'urgent', but we had a... painful falling out, so I just don't know." Blake waited with baited breath for Yang's response, somehow she knew whatever Yang said; would influence her decision greatly.

"Blake, I don't know what happened, but you're strong. If you feel like you should go, then I know you can do it, and if you want me to come with you, I'll be there. If you don't want to go, then I'm right here for you. Whatever you decide, know that you call me whenever and I'll come (while being as un-intrusive as possible)."

The ebony-haired woman couldn't help but laugh at the idea of Yang just standing outside her door for hours because she won't knock, all for the sake of not being intrusive. The blonde most likely wouldn't do that, but hey, it's still funny to think about.

"You actually fully typed all of your words... you must be serious. I don't know that I'd call upon you though, I wouldn't want you standing outside my door for that long."

"Blake Belladonna! U injure me... btw 'old friend/ex girlfriend'?"

"Yeah, we started secretly dating, and we were going to come out together; but she wasn't ready... so we broke up so that I could come out. It's a long story, and very hard to explain."

"Huh, at least she let u come out... now I can have u."

Blake's face turned a beet red, and her heart skipped a beat. Yang had never said anything like that before, and so soon after Adrian's disappearance... something urged Blake to be bold.

"Only if I can have you."

"Deal ;)"

The response from Yang came so fast Blake was startled, but when the words set in; she became very nervous, and a warm feeling set into her heart.

Their conversation pretty much ended there, besides 'good nights' and 'sleep wells'. Both of them lay in bed for a few minutes after that; thinking with a smile about their conversation, then they fell asleep and dreamed of better worlds.

(Skipping to when Blake is leaving the Kindergarten)

"I don't know Yang, are you sure?"

"Of course! I meant what I said last night, I have zero qualms over coming too."

Blake sighed, holding her scroll against her ear with her shoulder as she opens her car door.

"Do you know where it is?"

"Yep! I've met up with Ruby there a couple of times. Don't worry Blakey, it's going to be fine, and if it's not; I'll punch whats-her-face in the face."

Blake smiled at the redundant statement, but then frowned at the implication.

"Umm, Yang?"


"Please don't punch her." Blake heard what sounded like an 'aww' on the other side.

"Ok, fine..."

"Thank you."

"Yeah, yeah, you're welcome."

She turned her key in the ignition, and pulled out of the parking lot. They were both silent, the conversation had fallen into a natural, and comfortable lull. Blake takes a right onto Crimson Way Street, only to see tons of roadwork, and cars lined up; just trying to get past the traffic.

"Ugh, Yang there's tons of traffic here on Crimson Way. I might be late. Can you avoid it?"

"Yeah, thanks. Ok, I'll see you there then."

"See you." They hung up, and Blake started to get a headache. The headache only grew for the twenty minutes it took her to get out of traffic, and the next ten for her to drive the rest of the way, get a parking spot, and make her way into the nice establishment. It was brick on the outside with a deep yellow canopy, and a large neon sign which held it's name. When you enter; you are greeted with the smell of coffee, and the aesthetics of auburn booths and oaken tables.

Blake searched the tables for Yang, and found her on the far right side of the cafe - with Ilia sitting in front of her. The cat faunus speed walked over to them, stopping abruptly when she arrived.

"Oh, Blake, you're here! I was just trying to convince Ilia here that you'd arrive soon, and voila!" Suddenly Yang was out of her seat and giving Blake a strong hug, Blake hugged back, but not without confusion and hesitation. Not that she didn't like hugging Yang, she just wasn't expecting it. Blake found comfort in Yang's apparently inherent warmth, but couldn't help but look at Ilia over her shoulder. She was wearing a midnight black hoodie, and Blake suspected that the rest of her clothes were the same color. Ilia had a small smile on her lips, though it was sad.

Yang pulled away, grinning happily, but she left her hand on Blake's waist. She got into the booth first, then Blake followed. Yang seemed absolutely determined to keep her arm wrapped around Blake's waist, and her hand playing with the hem of the cat faunus's shirt. How flustered Blake was becoming because of the sudden, and now constant contact with Yang must be clear on her face; as Ilia's small smile turned into a smirk, with the added effect of an eyebrow being raised.

"So, Ilia, what'd you want to talk about?" The over-exuberant question from Yang wiped the blush off Blake's face, and the smirk off of Ilia's at the same time. Interestingly enough, they both also cleared their throats at the same time, then proceeding to lean back and rub each hand down it's respective thigh; a nervous tick they developed to signal each other that something was wrong, but never dropped because it was already a habit.

Yang noticed, but neither faunus seemed to.

"Umm, actually, it's about your family Blake. I don't know how close you guys are, but I..."

"She's fine, what is it?" Blake said, cutting Ilia off.

The freckled girl sighed deeply, running a hand across her pony tailed hair. "Ok." She whispers quietly, grabbing an unseen black backpack from under the table and placing it on the seat next to her. She slowly pulls the golden zipper to open the bag, and peers at it's contents before reaching and grabbing a small (also black) object.

She placed it on the center of the table and pressed a button unseen by both of the bumblebee pair. A black screen projected itself into the air, it had white letters that probably spelled out a document of sorts, but Blake snorted with laughter.

"What?" Ilia asked with no little amount of indignation.

"I knew you liked black, you always have, but putting your screen into 'midnight' mode?" The ebony-haired woman shook her head with a smile.

"It's a lot cooler than just a plain white background..." Ilia muttered as she scrolled the screen down. But when she met Blake's still amused gaze, her lips pulled at the edges; revealing a tiny half-smile.

Yang continued to notice these interactions, and found herself almost wanting to withdraw her arm from around Blake; there was no point now - right? They had history, and it definitely looked like Ilia wanted to rekindle that from the way she continued to look at Blake. But she kept her arm there, if Blake pushed her arm away; Yang would move it. Until then though, it was going to stay just where it was.

Ilia seemed to find what she was looking for, because she stopped scrolling.

"Alright, so I'm gonna read this to you, then you can read it for yourself. Bear in mind I have never read this before, nor have I been told about it's contents." Blake nodded, and Ilia cleared her throat. "Miss Belladonna, this document contains important information about your parents Mr and Mrs Belladonna. Prepare yourself, and if you need your reader to discontinue; simply say so." Ilia paused there, seemingly steeling herself to keep going. Blake felt her heart start pounding in her chest.

"Ghira and Kali Belladonna involved themselves with the White Fang once more. They went on a peaceful mission to speak with Jacques Schnee and ask him to change his views on their, and your, species. They wanted his help; as a huge influencer of Atlas to make that prestigious Kingdom safe for faunus to learn about advanced technology. They went with half a dozen other faunus, and made good time on the trip. Their group made it to the Schnee's doorstep, before they were attacked. Jacques Schnee refused to listen or let faunus into his house, trying to drive your parents and the other's off, not just by force and violence, but by death. Ghira and Kali had absolutely no choice but to fight back. The police arrived before more than two of the unarmed faunus's lives were taken, and the rest were driven to the station for questioning... where only more violence was used to question them." The chameleon's voice broke, and a tear slipped down her cheek. Blake just sat in shock at the story unfolding before her, Yang was in a similar state but her shock was mixed with anger.

"After the brutality, and no ill intentions were discovered from the group, they were taken to a military hospital. They are still there, their health status unknown. But from what the Atlas police has released to the Menagerie police; two more died in care. No names were given. You have been given this information so that you can know what has happened, and be warned of a likelihood that Atlas will contact you with your parents being the topic of discussion. Here you may read the document for yourself." The one tear seemed to be all the sadness Ilia felt, now it was just anger that was rushing through her veins.

Blake remained shocked, unable to process what she just heard. Yang banged her fist onto the table, absolutely seething that someone would to that. This caused Blake to jump, and Yang immediately regretted her actions; placing her hand on the shaking faunus's hand. Both Yang and Ilia watched as the information dawned on Blake, as her eyes dilated, as her shaking turned almost violent, as a turbulent mix of anger, sadness, and fear; churned in her expression and eyes.

"Blake?" The blonde tentatively said, worry laced in her voice.

"Schnee." Blake growled. And leaped out of the booth, running towards the exit.

"Blake!" Yang followed.

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Weiss was reading, and occasionally looking up to see what Ruby was doing in her new video game. They were both on the couch, with Ruby snuggled up into Weiss's side, and the former heiress leaning against the corner of the couch. Both of the red and white pair love this kind-of time together, each managing to engage in their own interests; while still spending time with each other. The sounds of fake fighting was a nice background, and Ruby's body heat was, well, a good source of heat to warm Weiss up. Weiss didn't have anywhere she'd rather be than with the smell of roses and the smell's respective owner.



Weiss grabbed her scroll, saw that the call was from Yang, and answered.


"Weiss! You have an angry faunus about two minutes from arriving at your doorstep. I'd suggest running!"

"What? Why would I? And I'm at Ruby's."

"She's heading there! Blake is infuriated because your motherfucking father might have killed her parents!"

Weiss froze, nothing could have prepared her for those words. "W-what? B-but... why?"

A sigh could be heard clearly on the other end. "I'm sure that's what Blake wants to know."

Weiss didn't say anything, not even to Ruby who was asking her what was wrong.

"Look Weiss, Blake should be pulling in now. Me and an old friend of her's are just a minute or two behind. Either run, or face her." Yang disconnected. Weiss didn't know what to do, she just stared into Ruby's silver eyes, which were swimming with worry. The hand that held her scroll fell to her side.


A loud, single knock sounded. Ruby got up unknowingly to come face-to-face with the tear-stained, red face of Blake Belladonna. Who was also shaking from head to toes. The red-head is stunned at the sight, but when Blake asks her to step aside in a voice that was dangerously steady; she refused.

"Blake... I don't know what's wrong, but I'd be very grateful if you could explain to me what is going on before I let you into my home."

Weiss couldn't speak, or stand, or move.

"Ruby, this has nothing to do with you. I'll be fine with talking to Weiss outside."

"You'll tell me before you go anywhere near my girlfriend. I'm sorry, but you look like you're about to snap. I don't want to risk her physical health."

"Her physical health? You really want me to ruin your view of the girl cowering on your couch? You really want that?" Blake's voice remained steady, almost monotone. Ruby glanced over her shoulder to see a wide-eyed Weiss. Who unbeknownst to Ruby, was attempting to get herself together so she could talk to Blake.

"If that is what will happen, then fine. But I need to know."

The faunus seemed taken aback, not foreseeing such strength from Ruby, but she regained her uncaring expression just as fast as she had lost it.

"Her father, the powerful Jacques Schnee, attacked my parents. They had traveled to Atlas to talk to him peacefully. All they wanted was for him to change his views on the faunus so people like me could go there and learn more about technology, in the Kingdom where such is advanced. They arrived, and Jacques didn't even talk to them, look at them. He just told his guards to kill them and the other six who were with them. I am here, Ruby, because your girlfriend might know where they are. Four of eight of the group are dead, two died in the hospital after being brutally tortured by the police, and the other's at the hands of the leader of the SDC's guards. I don't know if my parents are dead or alive. So are you going to let me talk to her or not?"

Weiss had pulled herself together, and was now standing. Before she could do anything though; Yang appeared behind Blake. "H-how 'bout we a-all t-talk through t-this together?" She panted, holding her knees.

A girl dressed in black stepped beside her. "In case you need translation: let's sit down and speak civilly."

"Yang are you Ok?" Ruby asked concernedly, not only knowing her sister was more than fit so she shouldn't be panting right now )considering their door isn't that far from the parking lot), but also seeing her covered in mud.

"She was running so fast she slipped into a steep ditch, the ground being wet and all, so when Yang was trying to climb back up; she got covered in mud and a good exercise."

"Wait, who are you?" Weiss asked the new girl.

"Ilia Amitola."

Blake ignored the new presences, instead looking at Weiss. Weiss and the rest of them, however, were all staring at each other as if trying to comprehend the situation and what was going to happen next.

Ruby stepped to the side, nodding to the three outside the door to come in. They file in, and take a seat on the couch, well everyone but Yang who stood by the comfy couch and smiled slightly at the street fighting game on the screen.

Ruby and Weiss also stood, opting to stay where they could see everyone - though when Ruby saw just how much mud Yang had on her; she temporarily left to grab a towel for her sister to stand on. Yang accepted the towel with a small 'thanks' and placed it under her feet so she wouldn't get the carpet dirty.

Ilia spoke up when it became clear that the other four weren't going to start the much needed conversation.

"So you're Weiss Schnee?"

The girl in question nodded, and Ilia turned to look at the faunus next to her. "You actually trusted a Schnee?"

Blake didn't even look over, her gaze remained fixed on the guilty looking heiress.

"There was no reason for her not to..." Yang said quietly, briefly glancing at Ilia.

The freckled chameleon scoffed.

"My parents actions are not my own, my defiance of their beliefs and wants should be a statement of that."

Ilia only scoffed again, eyeing Ruby as if to say: 'What? And she's your act of defiance?'. The sisters shifted uneasily, neither having any idea what to with all the tension.

"Talking to me or Ilia?" Blake asked, her voice remaining monotone, but also gaining an exhausted quality to it.

Ruby's hands balled into fists, she was not happy with the way the two girls were ganging up on Weiss.

"Both." Weiss sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. Weiss had always known that her father was beyond racist; even shady, and sometimes, he could be dangerous. She had never known him to kill for no reason though, Weiss had no idea that her father felt so much hate for a species that did nothing to him... it was heartbreaking in it's own way. "Though I have one more thing to say to you, Blake. I had no idea about the attack on your parents, not even an inkling that any fight had broken out at my father's house. I'm sorry. I'll do anything I can to figure out where they are at, and allow you to see them - if only to pay back the debt I now owe you."

The silence after Weiss's mini speech and heartfelt apology, was deafening.

"You will do that Schnee. But your debt doesn't end there." Blake said evenly. 

"I disagree." Ruby growled. Blake ignored her, leaving the apartment in silence.

Ilia let out a breath through her mouth, and rubbed her hands down her thighs.

"Whew, well, there's my cue to leave." Then she left.

Yang sank down onto the towel on the floor, and sitting cross-legged on it, and buried her head in her hands.

Ruby pulled Weiss, who didn't even realize she was crying, into a hug. Everyone had, had enough emotional stress to last them for months.

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Ghira pulled his wife closer by his side as they waited for the call to go through.

"Hello, this is Siren of the SDC. How may I help you?" An obviously fake-cheery voice asked.

The Menagerie chieftain took a deep breath before beginning to speak. "Hello, I am Ghira Belladonna, Chieftain of Menagerie. I wish to speak to Jacques Schnee about important matters."

There was a pause.

"I'm sorry, but Mr Schnee is not available right now, should I take a message?" Siren practically sang in the fake cheerful way of a SDC secretary. He shared a look with Kali, and with a nod from her; gave his answer in the affirmative.

"Yes, that will suffice. If you could tell him we are on our way to discuss some politics, and will be there within the week. It would be preferable if we are told if our presence is not welcome, but other than that; no response is necessary."

"Ok, your message will be delivered. Is there anything else I can do for you Mr Belladonna?"

"No, thank you for your time."

"Have a nice day."

"You too."

They ended the call and Ghira sighed,  "Well, that felt much more stressful than it really was."

Kali giggled and pecked her husband on the cheek before standing to make them each tea.

When no response came by the end of that week; Kali and Ghira picked the half dozen they wanted to go with them on the journey, and set out.

During their journey across the ocean, Ghira thought of his daughter, Blake. He wished he had talked to her more after she had left home to live in Vale, but he was always afraid of overstepping boundaries. She didn't leave Menagerie for no reason after all, and he didn't want to anger her.

He and Blake had gotten into an argument about her, her life and what she should do with said life. Ghira never meant to be pushy, or obstinate. He was just afraid for his daughter. He wanted Blake to stay in Menagerie and settle down with a nice girl or boy, build a life, albeit a simple one. Blake wanted to go to Vale, go to college to become a principal and have her own school that was welcoming to human and faunus alike. A move that, Ghira knew, could cause backlash from those in Vale who were still discriminatory.

It was so bad, Kali called the guards to separate them because she was afraid they would hurt each other. Blake left the next day after that, just packed up and left. Didn't even say goodbye to Ghira, only Kali.

The boat took them to Mantle. where they got on a airship to the floating kingdom of Atlas.

It was easy to get to the Schnee manor from there, Jacques seemed to have been waiting for them, as when they got to the guards gate, they let them through once they knew he was Ghira Belladonna - which wasn't hard to tell.

The eight of them walked up the luxurious path, and to the large, engraved oaken doors. Ghira raised his hand to knock, but the doors swung open and ten or so armed men marched forward. The one in the lead put his hand to a com in his ear, "Mr Schnee, Ghira Belladonna and seven others are here." He stood for a minute, before a smile spread across his face. Ghira decided too soon that, that was a good sign.


The Menagerie Chieftain had no weapon, neither did any of his people, or his wife. So when the guns were raised, and first steps from Jacques men came; he did the only thing he could do - threw himself at the first man, and killed him. Ghira tossed the bloody body to the side, and attacked the other's, but a gun shot stopped him in his tracks. It all went black

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Yang was sprawled with Adrian on Blake's couch, watching TV. Blake herself was making dinner in the kitchen which was chicken broccoli alfredo and tater tots.

"Adrian, can you tell Yangy that dinner is almost ready?!"

"Yeah!" His little voice called back.

Blake and Yang made a bet when she and Adrian had first come over. It was that the two women could only talk through Adrian - who willingly agreed. It was actually quite funny when you took a moment to watch what happened, Blake would ask Adrian if he would tell Yang something, he would tell Yang whatever it was, Yang would send Adrian with a note to read to Blake, and she would help him with any words he had trouble reading before sending him back.

Adrian came running into the room a minute later with a note clutched in his hand, "Good, be-cau-se I'm hungry, Blakey."

The faunus woman smiled down at Adrian and took the note to read over herself.

"Ok, look at that word. The one that starts with the 'b'. That is 'because', 'be-cause' two syllables; not three. Sound it out for me?"

"Be-cause." Adrian dutifully repeated back slowly, and earned a smile, a nod, and a pat on the shoulder.

Before he ran back though, Blake neatly wrote a small message of her own to Yang. It was breaking the rules, but - Blake can bend them - it's not like Yang can get payback in anyway the ebony-haired woman wouldn't like. The little ram faunus took the note to Yang, before snuggling back into her and watching the action figure show that was playing.

Blake watched the blonde read the note and look over at her, but Blake maintained an innocent smile while stirring the cooking pasta. A devilish grin spread itself on Yang's way-too-kissable lips, only growing in intensity while typing out a text (presumably) for Blake. The ding coming from her scroll a second later confirmed this theory.

"Blakey, y u torture me? Pls... I just wanna talk 2 u. And kiss u (a lot), that 2. Do u want 2 make-out with me?"

A laugh exited Blake's mouth before she could stop it, which only made Yang's grin grow wider. Not only had she used her 'text talk' which Blake found cute, but she had also pulled the 'kiss me' card - which usually resulted in Blake obliging. It was a two-way road that can only lead to something the trainer would very much enjoy.

Blake checked on the pasta and chicken, then satisfied that nothing needed her immediate attention; wrote a message back.

"I would love to make-out with you. Set the time and date - I'll be there. ;)"

Blake wouldn't look at Yang after sending that message, she was afraid she would blush, which would ruin the calm, cool, collected facade Blake always tried to maintain. Though it was, in all honesty; a fruitless endeavor. Yang's eyes would look in places that the faunus woman constantly caught herself - accentuating - whenever Yang would come over. And that was not a good thing, considering Adrian was always with Yang when she came over, and with his adoptive mother's already ample bosom, he really didn't need to see anything that he didn't usually.

Blake's faunus ears twitched when she heard the sound of the couch creaking, and Adrian grumbling lightly because he had to snuggle a pillow now. That meant only one thing: she should get ready to blush like crazy.

She felt arms wrapping around her waist, and a chin resting on her shoulder while she cut the chicken into neat cubes.

"Yang, what are you doing?" Blake asked pretending to not know exactly what was happening.

"You mean hugging you?" The blonde quipped back, her tone reeking of feigned naivety.

"Yeah, sure. Why?"

"'Cause you're pretty beautiful."

"That's redundant." Blake blandly commented while she dumped the chicken into a pot that held the alfredo sauce and pasta.

"No, it's like saying you're very beautiful. And you are." Yang's sneaky hands crept up a little higher to trace burning patterns on Blake's rib cage.

The faunus decided to not reply, anything she said would only escalate the situation, and her face couldn't handle any more heat from the blood rushing to it.

The door opened, saving her - or more like saving her dignity - Blake wouldn't have minded standing there with Yang's arms around her and no (currently on the mind) care in the world. But the door did open, and in came Ilia. The freckled faunus had been staying with Blake the past three days since Blake got the horrible news regarding her parents. It was a little awkward, but both were adults and moved past their past to make the required situation work.

And sadly, yes, it was required.

Ilia traveled all the way to Vale, took the time to find Blake, get a message to her, meet her, and all of those things - but she forgot to bring money since she was able to get to Vale without it. A little favor she called in with the captain of a boat. So she couldn't pay for a hotel room, and Blake, seeing the easiest option before her; told Ilia she could stay with her.

"Hello Blake, Adrian, and - Yang." Ilia paused at Yang's name, she wasn't particularly fond of the blonde. She was just so... touchy. It wasn't because of jealousy, but embarrassment that Ilia didn't like being around when Yang would run her hands over Blake's body. It was like Yang had no filter; simply doing what she wanted, when she wanted.

"Hello Ilia, how was your day with the - spouse?" Blake cringed a little at the vague word, but it was Ilia's fault for not telling her who she married! Ugh, now Yang was pulling away, Blake's bane. But Yang at least had some semblance of respect for the fact that Ilia was obviously uncomfortable whenever the trainer would toe the line of PG-13.

"Good, we got lunch, then headed over to the park and hung out there for awhile." Ilia replied smoothly, entering the kitchen and laying her black backpack on the kitchen island.

"Oh, sounds like fun. What did you say their name was again?" Blake attempted nonchalance, but she knew she failed the second she said it.

"I didn't."

Blake groaned in frustration at Yang's leaving the kitchen to sit with Adrian, and Ilia's insisted omission of her partner's name/gender. It wasn't important like that, but the cat faunus wanted, no, needed to know. Ilia broke up with Blake because she wouldn't come out. The chameleon still hadn't come out by the time Blake left Menagerie, and it was killing her to not know if Ilia found the confidence while she was gone.

Ilia noticed the loud groan. "You know you can just ask me, right?"

"What's their name?"

She laughed, "The other question, Blake."

It took Blake a moment to realize what Ilia meant, even though she was just thinking about it a minute before.

"Did - did you do it? After I was gone... did you come out?"

Ilia sighed deeply, but she had a smile on her face, it was small; merely a tug at the corners of her mouth. After staying silent for a moment or two, Ilia spoke, "My wife, I think, is a testament to the fact that I did."

Blake squealed, highly uncharacteristically. Somehow this news lifted a weight, a weight that didn't care for herself, but for her friend. After all, Blake had Yang, she had no reason to be jealous, and she wasn't.

"God, Blake! Don't ever make that unholy noise again!" Ilia yelled dramatically, covering her ears with her hands, and stumbling back a few steps.

Blake made the noise again, but this time on purpose, "Can I meet them?!"

"Not if you make that sound again," Ilia threatened, pointing at Blake the way an adult would when reprimanding a child. "It'd kill me before I'd be able to take you to her."


Weiss and Ruby sat across from Blake and Yang in the living room, with Ilia snacking on chips at the kitchen island. The air was tense, thick with anger, resentment, and nervousness. Also the occasional crunching sound of Ilia chomping down on a chip, which normally would have made Yang laugh, but she felt split. Torn between being there for her sister, and the girl she lov- liked.

"So, what did you find out?" Blake asked impatiently, tired of staring at the Schnee.

Weiss shifted uneasily before answering, "I don't know exactly where they are, but I was able to find out the general area; somewhere around the center of Mantle. I was also able to find out that the four who are still alive are stable. No one else is in danger of dying, and the Atlas police are going to release them once they sign something which will bind them from speaking of what happened."

"What do you mean 'able'?" Blake leaned back into the couch, while the moment was punctuated by a loud crunch from Ilia.

"I mean 'able', and what that word implies. My father's employee's are scared of him, so because of his orders to not tell anyone they gave me next to nothing information wise. And the information they did give me is only because they are scared of me too."

Ilia scoffed, then chomped noisily down on another chip.

Ruby whipped her head around to face Ilia, her fury barely in check, "Will you use your manners and stop. Eating. So. Loudly?!" The room went silent as everyone processed what just happened, the silence was only broken by the chameleon setting the crinkling chip bag down on the counter.

"Was your problem really my eating?" She asked Ruby, leaning forward on the stool she was sitting on.

"Yes," The red-head replied simply, holding eye contact with Ilia. "Should I be upset about something else as well?"

"No, unless you count my not believing your girlfriend's jacked up story."

Ruby's face went red, "Yes, well, you can keep that opinion to yourself." Her sentence came out as a growl.

"Not really, you see, my family died in the dust mines of her father. I found out at school, the school I had to pretend to be a human at to attend. Atlas Academy. My 'friends' laughed at the accident, saying the faunus that died there deserved it for 'being so clumsy', that they brought it on themselves!" Ilia took a deep breath before continuing on while looking at Weiss, "I don't trust you, Schnee, because your family has only brought me pain. I don't trust you, because your family puts up fronts, you act like you're good people, then you go and kill hundreds each day in the dust mines. You have the power over so many lives, so yeah, I don't get how you can't get all the information you need; from the people you pay to do your dirty work."

"Ilia - I'm so sorry, I-"

The chameleon held up a hand to stop Weiss, "I don't want to hear it. Save your apologies for the families of the dead faunus, not that they'll accept them."

The air in the room defused to plain exhaustion, no one felt like arguing anymore, no one felt like being obstinate or difficult, all of them just wanted to go to bed and forget about the horrible evening they just had, and pretty much everything that they talked about.

Blake is the only one who wanted to remember anything, at that was the area her parents could be; central Mantle.

Weiss and Ruby left not long after that, but not before Yang got a hug from her little sister. When the blonde was closing the door, she thought she saw a movement off to the side of the house, but she disregarded it and shut the door.

She was going to crash at Blake's house that night, so there was no need to head out with Adrian herself.


Adrian looked out the window of one of Blake's guest room's and watched a man leap over the backyard fence. He was tall, and had a black ski mask on, but Adrian thought he recognized him. The man who hit Yangy a year ago.

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Yang sat across from Ilia in the living room, the gym had been closed because of a busted pipe, so Yang was left to stay at Blake's house with the chameleon - who also had nowhere to go the one day Yang couldn't leave along with Blake and Adrian.

They had a routine; Blake would get up, make everyone breakfast, get Adrian up, make sure he gets ready, and then drag Yang out of bed. It gave Yang more sleep, and allowed Blake to 'spend some quality time' with Adrian. Yang didn't question Blake's logic when she came up with this, because as much as she hated living in the principal's house, proceeding to sleep in her bed, and then not even do anything uber helpful around the place: at the time Yang had just taken something to help her sleep, and Blake looked very gorgeous when she proposed their current arrangement.

The sleeping in Blake's bed part was the best though, because it was with the raven-haired woman. They barely kissed, like, ever, and yet they were sleeping in the same bed. Amazing, but - actually just amazing, Yang has no complaints or comments there.

However the whole thing still confused Yang, why didn't she go back to her house? Ilia made it clear she didn't understand at all either, but Blake silenced the complaining girl with a glare that would send Jacques Schnee running - which is probably the reason she created the look. But really, why didn't Yang go back to her house? All the blonde knew was that she crashed here one night, then just never went back.

She thought it had something to do with being there for Blake, because although the cat faunus hid it; she was in a lot of pain and was very stressed out over her parents. She tries to only let those emotions show outwardly when Weiss is around, after all, Blake didn't trust Weiss anymore because of what her father did to her parents. Who better to be clearly pissed off around?

"So, Yang, you sleep well last night?" Ilia asked as if broaching a tough subject.

Yang was wondering if she should answer truthfully or not, just in case this was a trick question - but she couldn't think of how it could be so she decided to answer honestly, "Yeah, I've been really tired lately, so I fell asleep pretty fast."

"Have you had trouble sleeping other nights, while you were here I mean?"

"Umm, not really, no."

"What do you mean 'not really'?"

Yang was starting to feel like she was just caught guilty of something, even though she didn't know what she could possibly be guilty of. "I don't know, just - not really. I didn't not have trouble sleeping, but I also wasn't having trouble sleeping either. That make any sense?"

Ilia reclined further back into her chair, looking content and comfortable until you got to her eyes, which were trained with much ferocity on Yang. "No."

The blonde cleared her throat, "Ahem, umm, well - I don't know another way to explain it."

"Try." Ilia said, favoring a single syllable word for the second time in a row.

"Haven't you ever had sleep that wasn't good or bad? Well for me it's the opposite of neither good nor bad sleep, it's being unable to sleep that's not good or bad." When Ilia said nothing, Yang tried her chances with figuring out why the faunus was asking, "What made you think I was having trouble sleeping anyways?"

"No reason." Ilia stood and walked to the kitchen, setting her empty glass which once held lemonade, into the sink. She walked at a leisurely pace back, resettling into her cushioned chair. "But you have been, so why?"

Yang really had no idea where Ilia was going with this. The trainer's mind landed on jealousy, but didn't Ilia have a wife? "Look, I really don't know, I just haven't been. Where are you going with this?"

Ilia was silent, until she let out a long sigh, "I got this bad feeling, Yang. And I can't tell if it's coming from you or not. But there is something really wrong, and I don't like it. I can feel it's eyes on me while I sleep, and I'm almost positive I can hear it, walking around the side of the house while it thinks we're asleep. I don't like you. I don't like your sister. And I definitely don't like the Schnee. The only people I like in this house are Adrian and Blake, the problem is; remember the foreboding feeling? Well, I think whatever I'm sensing is coming after the two of them, and I really, really don't like that."

Yang remembered the shadow she thought she saw moving the other night, she remembered the creaking noises that have kept her from sleeping sometimes, noises she never really gave a second thought (except to mentally comment on how annoying they are) - until now. "I got the same feeling." She whispered, not liking where her mind was taking her once more, "And I don't doubt that it's looming over Blake and Adrian, not for one second."

The two of them stared at each other, and saw fear in both of their eyes. A fear that was making the air in the room almost unfit to breath, it was so thick with anxiety. But they just sat there, their imaginations running wild...

While a man ran to a car that was parked nearby, and prepared himself. This was going to be the night.


Blake was on lunch break, and read nervously over her notes for that night, whispering them to herself.

"Yang, I know we have a sort-of understanding, but I want to make it official; will you go on a date with me and be my girlfriend? I want to make us permanent. I know I have a lot of baggage, including my missing parents, and I get it if you don't want to be anymore involved with all of that than you already are. Because at some point I am going to find them, and there will be people who will get sent straight to hell over this. But I love Adrian, and you are a huge part of my life, and my sanity right now, I-i love..." Blake sighed, there was the one line she couldn't say, not even while alone. All of the overwhelming emotions the faunus has been experiencing for the past week-ish, was weighing on her shoulders, but tonight was going to be the night. Blake was sure of that.

She started over.