A/N: A little explanation as to what's going on: Weiss and Ruby are the same age, Cardin is a year older. While it's a college AU, it is also placed in our world, albeit in a fictional region of Remnantshire (guess the country :P). POV changes with every line, the story is told through Weiss's and Ruby's eyes. With that out of the way, enjoy!

Weiss gulped hard at the sight of the huge campus before her, intimidated by the foreign and unknown place. You can do this, it's a school just like any other. It just so happens it's on the other side of the country where you haven't been yet. She held her breath as she pushed the door open and walked in, her bag with school supplies on her left shoulder.

With gracious steps she moved towards the centre of the campus where the map was. Her head was held high, reflecting the perfection she demanded of herself. She was looking around the campus, admiring the grass that was so perfectly trimmed it surprised even her. There were a couple of trees scattered around the huge lawn, but they were scattered in an orderly manner. Everything about it screamed perfection. The main building was the largest, towering above the campus at an impressive height of eight floors. The white façade was at least as immaculate as the grass before it. The arches in the Renaissance style were looking so masterfully crafted even from the other side of the campus. From the centre of the building, a large clock tower rose, the huge clock in the middle of it resembling an eye, as if checking if everything was as perfect as the day before.

To the left and right of the main building there was a long three floor building, built and ornamented in a similar style. Those must be the dorms. The dorm on the left had a pinkish colour to it while the right one had a bluish hue. I knew they weren't co-ed, but did they really need to colour them differently? That's just insulting.

The dorm colouring was the only thing Weiss didn't find perfect about the college so far. And if that is honestly the only thing bothering me, I should be great.

The wide cobblestone path had finally led Weiss to the centre of the campus and to the map. Welcome to the Fairbanks-Smith College, the map said at the top. She learned from the map that the boys' dorm was named Fairbanks' dorm and the girls' dorm was Smith's dorm. The map had a detailed view of every floor of the school building, with every classroom labelled so as to avoid any and all misunderstandings. Weiss took a mental note remembering that the mess hall is a separate building from the main one. She wouldn't want to forget that. She quickly found the number of the classroom she had to get to and wanted to resume her way towards the school building but hit something instead, which made her stumble and almost fall. She quickly composed herself, though. She was a Schnee, after all. It wouldn't set a good example if she wasn't fully in charge of what was happening.

"I apologize for my clumsiness," she muttered, looking at the person she walked into. The look she spared that person revealed a boy that looked older than Weiss, dressed in the school uniform, with orange hair and a smug look on his face. Well, that didn't take long, Weiss thought to herself with a sigh she held back.

She wanted to say she wasn't interested in him or any of the boys, for that matter. But thinking back to the summer she was forced to spend in a 'repress yourself camp' or 'pray the gay away camp' as others called it, she knew she had to stay quiet. I also don't know how he'd react, so it'd be a dumb thing to do anyway. Nobody was to know she was an 'abnormal' girl 'trying' to cure herself. That was the only reason her parents would even let her go to college away from home. What she had to endure at the camp was like nothing she ever wanted to experience again. Her parents simply didn't want to understand that you can't 'cure' the way a person feels simply because it isn't an illness, so she had to attend it. Why was I even stupid enough to think they might take it well? I should have been quiet and live my life the way it would present itself.

It's not that her telling that to her parents was necessary as they did find her in her room one day, kissing with the girl she was dating. Emphasis on 'was', as they had to break up and they never met since. Weiss feared the worst because the girl wouldn't answer her calls and even the house she lived in seemed abandoned after they were caught.

But that was not the worst thing. The worst thing was her own parents that practically threw the other girl out of the house before lashing out on Weiss. If only they had only used their voices, Weiss thought. She shivered at the memory, still feeling the bruises as if they were there, masterfully planted in places where her clothing would hide them so nobody would be able to see them. The only mistake they made was her mother's nail that ripped the skin under her left eye, a hideous scar the painful permanent reminder of the events that transpired that day. She couldn't believe her parents could be such savages just because she preferred girls.

"No need to apologize, sweet cheeks." Ugh, sweet cheeks? Really? Are we back in the 40's again? Weiss mentally shook her head in disbelief as the boy continued. "First day?"

His voice was raspy, no doubt from yelling and smoking. Weiss already hated him, and she didn't even know him. Calm down. Just tell him you are late or something. But be gracious about it, like you were taught to be.

"Yes, it's my first day," she replied, gracefully as ever.

"Well, aren't you in luck. The name's Cardin, I am a sophomore. I can show you around if you'd like."

Weiss noticed that he got closer to her.

"Thanks for the offer, but I believe I'll be able to find what I need myself."

He got even closer. "Oh, come on, sweet cheeks, don't be like that. I just want to help you."

He grabbed Weiss by the wrist. Weiss wanted to scream, but she was scared. She tried to wry herself out of the brute's grip, which proved hard to do due to his strength.

A girl with black hair and red accents was walking through the campus, taking in all the architectural beauty of the old building rich with history. She was wearing a black skirt that went down to her knees and a corset of the same colour, with a red hood completing her outfit. Her neck craned around as she tried to take in as much of the place as she could.

Everything she saw fascinated her. The glass panes of the building, each having a different picture painted on, the huge wooden door, carved with all sorts of scenes from old books, the marble arches on which the masons spent almost a year each to make them look perfect, the majestic clock tower that contained the largest bell in the country, the immaculately painted façade and even the cobblestone path that was full of different patterns, all of it mesmerized the girl. Well, except the dorms, painted in different colours so as to make it easier for students to see. Just how drunk or stoned would one have to be to go right instead of left or the other way around? Do they think we're stupid?

Suddenly, she snapped out of admiring the building and loathing the dorm colours as she heard something she hoped she wouldn't have to, especially not on her first day.

"I just want to help you."

The phrase itself wasn't the cause for the girl's concern. The manner in which it was spoken made her turn towards the source of the phrase and when she found the culprit, she also noticed that he was holding a struggling girl with his hands. Her instincts jumped in and before she knew, she intervened.

"Hey, you! Leave her alone!"

To her surprise, the guy let go, which made the girl fall down. The guy then turned towards the person who told him to stop, clearly expecting someone taller as he looked at the girl in disbelief before he cackled like an idiot.

"And just why should I do that, little one?"

The blood went to the girl's head, filling her with anger at the nickname. She positioned herself in a taekwondo stance.

"Because she clearly doesn't want anything to do with you."

"Wait, are you challenging me to a fight? I didn't know she had a girlfriend, especially not someone looking like you."

"What do you mean, looking like me?"

He smirked. "Isn't it obvious? She's way too rich for someone like you. Congratulations on a pretty catch, though."

The smug tone of his voice made the girl even angrier.

"I don't even know her. I just saw how you acted towards her and I simply cannot let it stand."

"Oh, we have a social justice warrior here, watch out, everybody!"

He shouted the sentence, which only made her clench her fists even harder. "Want to show me if your hands and feet are as strong as your mouth, big boy?"

The guy just laughed. "Listen up, little one. Maybe you should be more respectful to your elders."

"I'll respect those that give me a cause to respect them, not you."

"You are a tough cookie, aren't you? Well, just this once I'll let you both go, since it is your first day. But I'd watch my back if I were you. Especially you, little one."

With those words, he turned and walked away. She was fuming, clenching her fists together, her nails digging so deep in her skin she almost made herself bleed.

The girl in black and red went to the other girl that was still sitting on the ground, looking around with doe eyes, unsure what to make of what just happened. She extended an arm towards the other girl.

"I'm Ruby, nice to meet you. Are you okay?"

The other girl accepted the hand. Ruby pulled her up and finally took a look at her. She noticed the scar under her left eye, but paid no heed to it. White hair, blue eyes, perfect figure, pretty face, perky breasts, no doubt her ass looks even better, lovely dress that looks kind of like ballet dresses. A bit smaller than me, perfect. She is drop dead gorgeous, Ruby thought. Damn it, Ruby, don't. You have a girlfriend, remember?

"M-My name is Weiss. I'm perfectly fine now. Th-Thank you for helping me."

She's also an aristocrat? That dude was actually right about one thing? Well I'll be damned if she isn't something. "Nah, it was nothing. I just can't stand jerks, is all."

"Still. I owe you that much."

"Whatever you say. Do you have classes?"

"Yeah, in the room 309."

Ruby checked her timetable. "Well, I'm in 316. We can go there together if it'll make you feel safer."

Weiss nodded and they started walking. Ruby thought she saw a blush creep up the other girl's face.

Damn it Weiss, stop it! Why are you blushing? You don't want your parents to send you to that camp again, you know that. Pull yourself together!

But this girl is so cute. And she saved me without even knowing who I am.

It makes no difference! You don't want to go back there!

The internal struggle made Weiss almost impossible to concentrate on walking and she somehow managed to stumble on her own legs. Almost as if Ruby expected she'd fall, she turned towards and caught her without popping a sweat. Weiss blushed harder.

"S-Sorry about that."

"No worries. You don't need to apologize for everything."

"I-I'm just being polite, it's how I was raised."

"So you really are an aristocrat? I mean, not like I wasn't taught to be polite, but you know, your posture and language are much different than mine." Ruby seemed a bit embarrassed at what she said, but Weiss concentrated more on her question.

Weiss looked at the floor. Am I still one? "Y-Yes. Schnee is my last name, if you have ever heard of it."

"Can't say I have, sorry. You're not from around here, then?"

"No, not really. My parents live on the other side of the country." Not me. Not anymore.

Ruby moved a hand in a way that said 'follow me' and Weiss obliged, if only because she was scared of missing her first class. The pair walked together towards the third floor, where they both had classes. Ruby was in charge of the small talk while Weiss was concentrating more on not blushing.

"So, Weiss, was it?" When she nodded, Ruby continued. "What are you studying?"

"Umm, I'm actually going for an art major. I'm a ballet dancer."

Weiss could have sworn she saw Ruby's face light up for a moment as she said those words, but it disappeared so quickly that it made her wonder if she had really seen it or if it had been just her imagination.

"I see," Ruby continued nonchalantly. "I'm going for architecture myself. I like to draw buildings and stuff."

"I also like to write, so I'm taking creative writing on the side. M-May I ask you something?", Weiss stuttered. Damn you, stop being so nervous! You can't let yourself do things like that again!

Ruby looked at her with her amazingly clear eyes that were so blue they actually looked almost grey. Weiss could just drown herself in those eyes and… No!

"Sure thing, ask away."

"Do you really know how to fight?"

Ruby chuckled. "Yep," she said, popping the p. "I was training taekwondo since I was six. I hope this college has a taekwondo class, I'd love to improve some more. Why?"

"Just asking," Weiss answered with another involuntary blush. "I guess I was afraid that Cardin guy would hurt you and that then he'd resume… doing whatever it was before you intervened."

Ruby simply waved it off. "Psh. He would be down before he could position himself. He didn't even look like he knows the first thing about defensive stances."

The small talk went on and they finally got to room 309.

"Well, I have to go a bit further down the hall now. Where do you have classes next?", Ruby asked.

Weiss checked her bag to find her timetable. She then studied it for a second. "After this, I'll be in the gym on the fourth floor for the rest of the day."

"Oh. Well then, see you around!" Ruby turned to leave, but before she did, she turned back around, as if she forgot something. "You said you were a ballet dancer?"

Weiss nodded.

"Well then, tell me when you'll be performing, I'd love to come see you. Want my number so it'll be easier for you to find me?"

Weiss nodded again with a blush and they exchanged the numbers. Afterwards, Ruby went down the hall with a grin on her face. Weiss just stood there and watched her in admiration. She has such a small body, I mean, she's taller than me, but she's still small and you wouldn't want to mess with her. And she's also so incredibly cute… Damn it, Weiss, stop thinking about her that way or you'll be in trouble!

When the classes were done for the day, the freshmen had to attend a ceremony that would formally introduce them to the college. Ruby went there, hoping to find the white-haired ballet dancer intact. Why do I keep thinking I have to protect her? That guy wouldn't dare get near her again, not today. He didn't look that dumb. Sleazy, yes, but not dumb.

She got to the area and squeezed herself on a chair in the back row. She didn't really like ceremonies like this, but she had to go there, mostly to find out what she's supposed to do.

She was looking around and noticed Weiss, or more specifically, her beautifully kept hair flowing freely down her back, in the front row like the good girl she gave the impression of. Right at that moment, a grey-haired and balding person in a formal suit stepped on the stage. He looks like a bloody penguin, Ruby thought. When he started talking, Ruby could barely hold back a chuckle as he even sounded somewhat like a penguin.

"Freshmen, welcome to Fairbanks-Smith College, one of the best colleges in this country! My name is Lloyd Fairbanks and I'm the grandson of Ewan Fairbanks who founded this college. I'm the headmaster of it as well. As you have seen, your elder colleagues have uniforms while you don't yet. This will change today. Your uniforms are waiting for you in your dorms. Starting tomorrow, you're to wear those garments unless you want to face a fine. You'll also have to…"

He just kept on rambling and rambling. Ruby didn't listen to him, everything she needed to know, she found out. Hopefully the uniforms won't be too skimpy, even though some girls look super hot in skimpy uniforms. God bless single-sex dorms, Ruby thought to herself with a smile on her face as she imagined Weiss in a skirt that barely covered her from all the ballet lessons undoubtedly shapely and perky ass and how she willingly pronounced her hips as she was walking in front of Ruby, not even flinching when she'd hug her from behind, kissing her ivory neck while caressing her flat belly and her hand sliding lower and lower- God damn it, Ruby! You have a girlfriend! A girlfriend you won't be seeing for another half a year and you are having some problems with, but a girlfriend nonetheless.

All the effort she made in holding back the lewd thoughts involving the girl she barely met was in vain as she felt a tingling sensation between her legs. Really? I'm that easy to get in the mood? She just wanted for the penguin to stop talking so she could go to her dorm to relax.

"… And let me end this speech with the following thought: Love what you're doing and you will never fail at doing beautiful things. Welcome to the college!"

Ruby chuckled at the thought as she was standing up from her chair. Beautiful things or beautiful girls, I don't mind either.

She waited outside the hall for Weiss to show up. She was among the last people to come out, but she noticed Ruby almost straight away.

"Hey, Ruby!", she chirped and Ruby swore that Weiss was either blushing or her face had a different colour than the rest of her body.

"Hey there! I was thinking I could accompany you to your dorm room, or you me to mine, whichever comes first."

"Sure."

"So, did you listen to the penguin? Did he say where we find our room numbers?"

Weiss looked stunned for a second until she remembered. "Yes, he said that the room plan is in the dorm lobby. All the rooms have only two beds, so you'll only have one person with you. Oh, and he also said every room has its own bathroom."

So intimate. It's almost like they want us to get together. Ruby nodded and couldn't help but think how cool it would be to share a room with Weiss. How cool and how hot, mostly.

"Did he say anything about weekends and if we're allowed to go in the town?"

"D-Didn't you listen to what he had to say?"

"Can't say I have, unfortunately. His voice made me sleepy and it was hard enough to try and stay awake."

Weiss looked at the floor. "Well, he did say that we're free to do anything on the weekends, provided we don't get hurt and that if we do, the school holds no responsibility as we are adults."

"Interesting."

They reached the dorm not too long after that. Since they were among the last people to leave the hall, the mass of girls that was checking out the dorm plan almost cleared completely by the time they got there.

They were looking at the huge board that had the room numbers and two names under each number. Ruby was looking for her name from the top floor down. She hoped for a room on the top floor because she loved the view in the morning, when the streets were still dark and empty. And the best view was obviously from the top floor.

"Hey, I found myself!", Weiss exclaimed happily. "I'm in room 102 with… With…"

She shut up and Ruby looked at her only to see her face being a shade even redder than Ruby's hood.

"With whom?", Ruby asked, proud of the probably only thing she really understood from her high school English classes. Weiss just pointed at the drawn square containing the room number 102.

Room 102

Weiss Schnee

Ruby Rose

Oh hell yes, Ruby thought to herself with a grin. I think I'll like it here. Even without the view.

Yay, first chapter! I'm planning 8-10 of them, depending on the ideas I get along the way. Probably not more than that, though if I get some new ideas, why not?

I hope you enjoyed, reviews are welcome and until next time!