Chapter 19: Never Be Shattered

Weiss Schnee

Exhaustion would be the only word that came close to describing the late day. Between the fighting, her father, Azura's parting with Ruby. Nothing about today relented and let her breath. All she wanted was to lay in her bed and sleep, let the teams wounds heal, and deal with whatever her father was planning to do to torture her tomorrow. The dorm room provided no respite.

"Yo, everyone shove off!" Yang shouted, bolting ahead of the other three girls, anger directed to two Schnee security guards outside of the RWBY dorm entrance, easily spotted with their white suits and uniform, and their barely subtle SMGs. Fathers prefered use of drone security seemed to be strangely absent since they arrived, something was no doubt up his sleeve.

"Move along students, this is an official investigation," one of them answered, ignorant of Yang's complete lack of shits to give when it came to anything official, as well as exactly which team they were speaking to. When Weiss came into the picture, it was funny to watch him jump, just slightly.

"That might be true if you were the police, not just our thugs, move or both of you are going to be fired for insubordination!" Weiss was too damn tired to play nice, simple and true. They were more than done with this garbage today.

"But madam, Zawisza said-"

"Is his last name Schnee? If not I think I'm his boss not the other way around, move!" Weiss didn't bother waiting, pushing the men aside, they folded without effort and backed away nervously. The door was already busted open, the scroll lock useless. More brutal than the old man's usual work, but not uncharacteristic of him. It opened easily enough, and to no ones surprise Zawisza was inside, though what he was doing surprised Weiss well enough. Instead of rummaging through her stuff, he seemed to be cleaning, a bag of garbage in one corner, which Weiss was no doubt going to have to check, and a cleaning rag with rusty stains. He was wiping down a barber's knife and a sudden sickly thought entered her mind.

"What are you doing here?" For once she didn't default to a meek personal in his presence, for fear of being reported to her father. This was too much. He had to go, no matter how polite he seemed, well dressed with his perfect white and black Schnee logoed gloves, he was something evil.

"I apologize, I discovered someone here when I came to see you girls," he knew damn well they weren't here, "he had made quite a mess, he was a faunus student, apparently a White Fang informant. Anyways after we chatted for a bit he had a touch of a fall," a fall, "but do not worry, he is fine and being seen with the other injured. Aside from being arrested, he'll be right as rain in a few days. In the mean time," he added, tossing the rag into the trash that Weiss no longer wanted to check, "I decided to clean your room, if anything is damaged, tell us right away, we'll cover it." Blake shot Weiss a look and they both know exactly what happened. Luckily though, the informant was likely alive just as they said, Zawisza was a bigger fan of threatening torture than actually performing it, always said it made the information acquired faulty. If that knife was used, it was during the struggle. Not the biggest comfort.

"Out. Now." Yang was giving orders now, but with a polite nod, the old man did not refuse. He grabbed the trash bag and hastily skipped away, returning his knife cleanly into his inner vest pocket. When the door closed gently behind him, everyone exhaled breaths they had long since forgotten to release.

Yang didn't have anything to say. Still sweaty and nasty from today, the girl dragged herself into the top bunk of her bed, simultaneously tossing bits of clothing off her without any order or sense. By the time the golden girl was done she was still dressed in a sports bra and shorts, with one sock left barely clinging to the toes. The other three smelled too wretchedly of perspiration to just dive away, the horrors of a single bathroom to await the three. Each looking at the other at odds.

"Princess' and injured first," Ruby offered with an awkward smile, trying to return some of the normality to the group. At this point it was like trying to convince a bird it was a fish.

"I agree with Ruby on the injured part. Take your time Blake." Weiss wanted to wash up terribly, the dirt on her felt like it merged with the sweat on her skin. Disgusting.

"No, really it's going to take me a while, I might just touch myself up a little." Blake was standoffish as usual, but her exhaustion evident in every move she made. One arm always clung to the other injured one,body hunched over from bruised ribs and formerly dislocated shoulder. Weiss thought there was more too it though, the red hint in her amber eyes, the way she seemed to hide behind Yang when they came back. Something happened.

"Okay," Weiss lemented, "I'll go first."

"I'll just go to the gym showers, I'm super fast anyways and kind of don't wanna wait. Is that okay? Blake you need any help?" Ruby asked, wanting understandably to get the most direct route to bed, aside from maybe Yang's method. Blake shook her head no and Weiss did the same freeing the redhead to gather her things and walk herself out of their dorm, careful to close their now half busted door.

At the clunk of the non-functioning lock, Weiss didn't bother waiting for more approval. Only slouching from a perfect walk to a tired shuffle once she was inside the white little bathroom and out of Blakes sight, years of etiquette training not something one deprogrammed in a year.

Clothing fell from her with uncomfortable difficulty, the sweat sticking the cloth to her like a snakes old withered skin. Pulling it off she was thankful that tomorrow did not require combat clothes and that her nightgown had been freshly cleaned. The ponytail was loosed, the grime in her hair not entirely robbing it of it's excellence as it fell onto her bare shoulders in gentle threads.

The actual shower was the best part. The water was cold as her custom dictated. The chill swept over her, peeling all the dirt from her body and torching her skin clean with ice from the way it burned so nicely. It was a wonderful wake up, and the sting ended up being enjoyable. Eyes open and body alive for the first time. System rebooted from the way her father always seemed to shut her down. Beacon was a symbol of freedom to her, and having the halls turned into the barbed prison of Castle White was the last thing she wanted. Weiss needed to be alert, needed to focus. To shake of the cuts and bruises she received today.

There was also Ruby.

Azura may have been a problematic, if interesting, woman to Weiss, she was one of Ruby's only maternal figures. This had to be like losing her mom again, even if unlike Summer, Azura did it entirely to herself. Weiss thought of her parents, what it would be like to lose them. Father would be sad, she hated him, but still. What Weiss wanted was just to have him far away, losing him; he was still her father. Mother on the other hand would be horrific. She was always shadowed over by her father, but who wasn't. She was smart, one of the biggest innovators in the company, and weilded plenty of power, but father always managed to beat everyone into submission with no more than a glare. It was no different for Zawisza, who would choke to death if father didn't order him to breath. Mother would be a massive hole, one Ruby had, but kept so hidden. Weiss was the worst person in the world to go digging for it. For Ruby though, she had to do something.

The shower was turned off and the air kept up what the waves of water had weaved in her skin. The chill was being alive and it stayed even as Weiss took a blow dryer to her hair. The long silky strands were obedient today, staying perfectly straight and draining quickly of the moisture that alway plagued her after a bath.

The heiress didn't bother with makeup, wiping herself down and quickly sliding into her nightgown, she felt comfortable, staring into her mirror, the chill irritating her scar only a touch, a feeling she hadn't had in a while. Psychosomatic maybe.

"Blake you can have the bathroom now!" Weiss shouted, stepping out. It earned a nod from the faunus, but a groan from the oldest sister. Someone was cranky. "Oh shut it Yang, Well if you need anything-"

"I'll call for you, don't worry," Blake cut her off, but with a pretty, if entirely faked smile. Weiss didn't really mind. at least not terribly. The door shut and silence resumed. Ruby wasn't back of course, the gym showers a good bit away. Soon enough Yang was snoring again and the heiress found herself scrolling through school notes on her bed. The normalcy creeping in way too fast.

"Shit!" Blake called out as a thud could be heard. Yang remained asleep, but Weiss was wide awake, aware of her partners injuries.

"Blake? You okay in their?" Weiss mumbled, swinging the bathroom door ajar only enough to allow her words inside.

"Yeah, just having some troubles, because of the ribs. I'm alright." Blake didn't sound it, her voice hitched in slight pain. Yang told them she refused pain medication and now Weiss wondered about how much the faunus was regretting it.

"Can I come in?" Weiss asked, just being polite. She was going to anyways.

"Yeah, I suppose," Blake replied, the door already opening before she could finish. The black haired girl was standing awkwardly naked, body hunched over, arm clenching her bruised ribs instead of the bar of soap that had fallen to the floor. "Privacy much."

"You need some help?" Weiss ignored her comment. This hadn't been the first time she had seen Blake nude, or vice versa. It happened in the showers, and neither of them seemed as concerned with seeing the other, as they were with their partners seeing. The comfort came from the fact that neither of them having any interest in the other's form, outside of Blake's initial curiosity over if the Schnee silver was consistent. Finding out Blake's black was as well ended up being far less interesting. "If you want I can get Yang?"

"No, no don't get Yang please, just hand me the soap if you can, it hurts to lean down." Though Weiss never was attracted to her, she was attractive, no tan lines, healthy curves strong muscled tone, but right now it was ruined by the discolored bruising and the black easy to point out stitches. There was a lot of reasons Weiss could picture her not wanting to be seen like this, but not when it was just her team.

"Wait do you have a thing for Yang?" Weiss asked finding a little fun in considering this new angle. Blake was always so secretive, there was talk about her and Sun, but it always seemed to dance on the the friendship side of things, but until now the heiress always considered it just part of what Blake did to people.

"No," Blake answered very well for a lie, but her paleness betrayed her, and uncommon blush touched her cheeks despite the lack of any overt reaction.

"Oh my gods you do!" Weiss announced with a solid chuckle, making Blake clutch up, caught in her lie despite herself. It was so subtle, but the clues were there. Blake never overtly clung to Yang, yet she was always nearby. A shadow never bothering it's owner. It was sweet. but then sad. After all who notices a shadow?

"Look I don't want to stand here and listen to you gossip! Shut up and hand me the soap!" Blake burst, as she did always like an unforeseen bomb, the kind of girl that held it all in until she did something stupid like screaming at her friend with a hateful glare, faunus ears perked like they did in a combat.

"Excuse me?" Weiss never handled the outbursts well. It always put her on the harsh defensive, always quick to dish it back out. Still, she crossed her arms and tried to calm down. They fought enough, and today wasn't the day for it. After all, Blake's eyes softened, and with time she almost always snapped back to the real world, aware that her shouting wasn't going to fix anything and certainly wasn't going to win sympathy from the "hard assed," as Yang put it, member of their squad

"I'm sorry, I just... I really don't want to talk about it." From a bomb, right back to a small cat, Blake quickly changed back to what was really inside. A girl covered in wounds, with a broken heart and a lot on her mind. It wasn't time to yell back.

"Fine. Now sit down," Weiss let out with an annoyed finger towards the shower floor.

"What?"

"Sit!" Weiss let out again, her patience to kindness ratio in full swing to the right, "You need help, at least with your back, neck, and injured side. You can clean the rest I don't want to touch any of that junk." More than that, she seemed like she needed someone to talk to, or just be around, and the heiress' promise to be the world's best teammate extended to everyone. They all mattered.

"Excuse you princess," Blake mumbled, but didn't argue. It was clearly a little painful to lower herself onto the shower floor, but once she was there, Weiss could tell it was easier than standing hunched over. Weiss angled the shower head to gently fall on Blake, black hair turning an even more intense dark with her little ears dropping slightly under the comparably warm water. Weiss kept out of range, grasping the bar of soap and Blakes wash rag carefully not to soak her nightgown.

They didn't speak, Blake just watched closely, breathing hitched from the pain she had to feel every breath as Weiss soaped up the rag silently, the Schnee girl focused on exactly how she had gone from a corporate overlord, the pinnacle of the modern patrician, to a house maid. The touch of the soup rag against her bruised back caused Blake to wince, and Weiss remembered exactly how she got here. Toss so hard it shattered the tree Blake landed in. There were several good reasons to be doing this.

"Blake lift your arm if you can." The faunus did as she was bid, though Weiss was quick to help with her free arm, careful not to touch the bite, still red and irritated. Soon it would be back to normal, but it still cemented the day in Weiss' mind. "Thank you, for today. You really came out of nowhere."

Weiss gently washed her sides, knowing full well this spot would be the most difficult for Blake to take care of herself. Easy enough with Weiss' stable and practiced hands, moving effectively and surprisingly lacking in any sensual intimacy. Blake would probably say it was because there was nothing particularly attractive about being smashed into a tree.

"I'm sorry Weiss," was instead what she actually said, "I sold the school out. To your dad, I thought I was helping. I thought I did it." Blake didn't look at Weiss, her eyes stayed leveled at the wall, the shower water washing over her, cleansing the grime and soap wherever it was applied.

"I," Weiss mulled over the worlds, hands paused for a moment, only to continue again their gentle path across her wounded friend, "he knew about your past didn't he. Why didn't you tell us?"

"He was going to take you away. I've never had a family before RWBY. I just, I couldn't, I'm so sorry." Blake spoke softly, her expression wasn't revealing much. Blank even. All meaning was prescribed in the actual words themselves.

"Neither did I really," Weiss admitted, gently squeezing Blake's shoulder, the closest thing Weiss could offer her in the vane of a hug. "I forgive you, and thank you." Weiss didn't know if that was what she needed, but it was the only place she knew to go.

"Weiss, are you my friend?" Blake asked, finally turning to look at her teammate. Those amber eyes of hers were searching for something, Weiss didn't know what. With a bit of a groan she decided that the only thing fit to do was just say the truth.

"Yes," the heiress admitted rolling her eyes, "I dare say you might actually be becoming my best friend," which wasn't hard considering Weiss lacked any real friends, "aside from Ruby of course."

"Yeah, I," Blake paused, looking tired, soaked bits of black hair stuck to her face, but truly relieved, "I really think we could be that, aside from Yang of course. Ruby doesn't really count."

"Then neither does Yang," Weiss added, crossing her arms with a smug smile. This secret she was keeping close to the chest for sure. Blake looked back more annoyed, then suddenly a wry grin appeared on her fine lips. The faunus spun into motion, jerking her head back and forth with all of her hair, spraying everything nearby, most importantly Weiss, in a sudden wet sprinkle of warm water. Weiss could feel it soak into her nightgown and her face brun red.

"Oh you ungrateful little brat!" Blake was actually laughing beside herself, that weary sad little girl act was just a trap. That insufferable little faunus was a traitor.

"You have no idea how much that hurt to do," Blake announced between her full chuckles. Whatever tender moment they were happen was totally and completely ruined in such a childish display. "Thanks Weiss," she added once her quiet cackles were over.

"Ugh, I am so done with you, wash the rest yourself and be quick." The remainder of the faunus girls shower went unaided, but Weiss stayed, sulking yes, but stayed. It was less to help with the shower, but what came after. Re-wrapping the bandage, helping her into the robe she tended to dress in. All little tasks that became not too difficult, but more time consuming after a long day and one indisposed arm. The heiress did this all in silent protest of course, though her gown had dried for the most part, it was the spirit of the matter. By the time they stepped out, Ruby was already back in her tank top and PJ pants waiting for them to come out.

"You two were in there for a long while." Jealous? Weiss couldn't help but think, noticing how worried Ruby seemed. "Blake is the injury giving you trouble?" No, sympathetic concern. That was much more Ruby's line of thought and it made Weiss feel proud. "I can sprint off and get you medicine. I'll have you know I'm the fastest delivery service this side of forever falls!"

"It's alright Ruby, I kind of just want to lay down, read a book, and just not think for a moment please.." Blake didn't wait for permission before crawling into bed. Weiss didn't either, wanting to lay down, let the soreness in her body drain out into the bed and some of her Aura to naturally return to her.

"What about food?" Only Ruby was left standing in the room, still trying to tackle the problems of today.

"We're ordering pizza!" Apparently Yang was awake, and mad.

"Yang are we allowed to do that?" Ruby asked.

"I don't care. Pizza is coming here, I am going to go to that door, pay the man come back and do nothing else for the rest of today. Is. That. Clear?" Weiss' shouting must have woken her up. Still she had no complaints. If Yang was ordering, it was on her dime and she had a habit of ordering for ten instead of four when they ate out. They could use a big dinner.

"Alright, if everyone is okay with that?" No one complained. Ruby shook her head in partial defeat, though Weiss knew she wanted that pizza as much as anyone, stepping to her own bed, about to climb the dangerous roped nightmare.

Part of Weiss wanted to not say anything, the same part that desperately wanted to be alone and think out everything, figure out why her father was here, the the White Fang risked attacking the school, how Azura could do this, how to stop it, knowing full well it was a puzzle she couldn't solve without all the pieces, several she knew she lacked. But the other part knew she needed to stop, to rest, and more importantly be Weiss Schnee the girlfriend to Ruby Rose before Weiss Schnee the Heiress.

"Ruby, do you want to stay down here?" The redhead looked down surprised, almost scared.

"Can I?" Weiss nodded.

The two of them found comfortable equilibrium rather quickly. Weiss rather disliked being on the receiving end of touch still, but found giving easy. It was perfect considering Ruby was definitely the one that needed it. So now the little red girl found herself comfortably under the sheets as the little spoon, the heiress holding her close in her arms, not too tight. An embrace not a prison, security not suffocation.

Weiss; head pressed into the back of her partners neck, smelling sweetly her showered body, the freshness of her rose shampoo and nicer soaps now that Weiss had begun buying them for Ruby. It was nice this way, warm. It calmed both of them, and gave the heiress strength to be the soft one this time.

"Ruy, how are you?" She kept her voice to a whisper, not wanting to drag Yang or Blake in from their world.

"I'm a little, I don't know. I'm sorry Weiss. I never meant to let the team down, everyone got hurt and I don't even get why." Weiss was afraid of this, but knew it was coming. The girl would sooner blame herself than accept this was out of their control, that people had betrayed her. She wouldn't be able to internalize it.

"You never let us down. Ruby, you're not perfect. I will be the first to drill into your head every mistake you make and you know that. You didn't mess up here. Azura did." Ruby trembled at the name, but no matter how much it drained Ruby of her thin childlike innocence, Weiss would never let her blame herself.

"Why did she do this?" The younger girl turned around, not pulling out of Weiss' arms but coming closer. "Did my mom really die for nothing?" Both loaded questions, both Weiss didn't know how to answer honestly. All she could do was pull Ruby close and tight. A kiss on her forehead to help heal the confused girl and remember her way back to them. She was crying now, but quiet. The only tell was the growing wetness Weiss could feel on her chest.

"It's okay you can cry. I'm here for you." This wasn't her strong suit, but she could do it. She could support her, Ruby was worth it.

"Weiss don't let him take you away. Please, please." She begged in such a weak mousy voice.

"I'm right here Ruby. Here and now." Saying anything else would be a lie. She didn't know what father would do, or what it would mean. However, under no circumstance did she didn't intend to bow down.

"I like you here."

"I like being here too, dunce." Weiss could feel Ruby giggle at that.

"I like you."

"I like you too." Weiss kissed her, tear and snot covered face in all. She was happy to do it. Happy to rest.

The next morning the school did not resume as normal.

It was another day off, but all students were awoken at exactly ten A.M. by Schnee private security. When they they arrived at team RWBY's door only Blake had been truly awake. Weiss had just barely returned to consciousness, still holding her girlfriend, ignoring how much her arm ached from being laid on since last nights pizza coma. They knocked, but did not wait to enter, stopping only once they awkwardly noticed two sleepy teens pop their head out from one bed.

It was time for an unannounced announcement. Ozpin called it, or so they said when Yang drilled them on exactly what they were thinking busting into the private rooms of four teenage girls. Weiss found it amusing how unimpressed Yang found them. Not surprising considering her history with authority in all forms, yet it never lost it's charm. Together they gathered up, a sleepy mess of students all being funneled down the same hall. Team JNPR of course right with them, a mix of sleepy and wide awake that split right down the gender line.

By the time they reached the auditorium, every team could be found from CFVY to SSSN and everyone in between. There was no separation between classes, all the years of Beacon were equally present and equally tired, all packed into the place like they were being corralled, the white suited security forces uncomfortably like a fence wrapped around them. Weiss couldn't help but think of detaining huntsmen and huntresses as bad an idea as caging temperamental tigers. Still there was no incident.

"Attention," Ozpin spoke before all the student's had even finished entering. He seemed tired, tense, standing before the microphone despite always being a natural orator before. "I know many of you are concerned with the events that transpired yesterday, as am I. A friend of mine has come to answer those concerns today," Weiss noticed who was with him. Glynda of course, aggressively staring at Zawisza to her right. Vera and a few other higher up "knights" of the Schnee order were there as well. Only a family relation away from being standard Schnee hired guns. "Before that however, I just want to remind all of you. Beacon's purpose as an institution is the defense and protection of Vale and all it's citizens. Every one of us has earned their right to be here and we all stand together against the darkness beyond. We stand so long as we stand united. Thank you."

Ozpin's portion of the speech was short and strained, and from Weiss' guess unscheduled. Zawisza didn't react at all, but with a smile yet Glynda grinned and Vera looked a beautiful brand of pissed. Still it certainly made the Heiress nervous of what strings had strung up their professor the other day. What had he traded with her father to keep the school. Or would it be something else now?

"Hello everyone," the black hand of the Schnee himself came to replace Ozpin, "my name is Zawisza Czarny, I head the Schnee order, a fancy name for an otherwise humble occupation. I run the security forces of the SDC, one of Vale, and thus Beacon's leading suppliers of dust." The name carried less weight in Vale city as it did in the outer kingdom or Atlas, but it would not be unfamiliar, "As Ozpin wonderfully noted, we all have a vested interest in Beacon producing the light against the darkness. As such we arrived post haste, when word came that faunus terrorists attacked Beacon." He didn't need to say faunus. " While some rumors have suggested the terrorist group, the White Fang infiltrated the school under the guise of Azura Thrym persist, we ask you to keep an open mind as the investigation continues. In the meantime Friedrich Schnee, head of the SDC, has lent Beacon the majority of it's security personnel to insure this ancient institution keeps it's doors open, uninhibited for even one day by these terrorists. New measures are to be put in place. all travel in and out of Beacon by students will require adult supervision," They were being trapped in the school, no hiding it, and judging from the chatter getting louder and louder, this was not going to be popular. "Team's thought to be targeted will be given special protective staff, and security personnel will be patrolling the halls. Now no one here want's to restrict freedoms, nor insult your prowess as warriors, remember however you are trained to hunt monsters, we are trained to protect against people with monsters in their heart. If you wish to go into the city, simply request one of our security personnel accompany you. We are here to help you. These are all temporary measures, and my office will be open to any and all student's who have further questions or complaints. Thank you and remember, your security is paramount."

There was mild applause from the SDC security, however most students began to chat in a panic, very few adding their clap to the awkward speech. Zawisza seemed blissful however, seemingly unaware of the growing resentment. This deal was unnerving, but it appeared father had left, which meant he left without Weiss. Meaning, for now at least, she was going to stay. Suddenly this was the happiest news of the day. Alone out of the students, Weiss was smiling.

"Oh I forgot, I wanted to give a personal thanks to a list of students who defied stereotypical expectations and showed great courage to stand here with us. When I say your name rise and know I thank you, Velvet of Team CFVY, Sun Wukong of team SSSN, Udina and Yuda of team-" this list went on, continueing with a drone, picking out one or two students from every other team. It seemed meaningless at first, even earning congratulations of their other teammates, until the pattern solidified. They were all faunus students. Baring one or two outliers, that Weiss began to realize were likely faunus in hiding, like Blake had been. He was outing them, one by one, every faunus in the school. All under the guise of thanking them, for what? Not betraying the school? Wiser teammates stopped congratulating their brethren, though many continued to seem pleased, perhaps taking the thank you at face value. Some looked hurt, realizing the lies their friends were having to live. Some laughed and sneered. Others were anger, though if it was for the right or wrong reason, Weiss could only guess. Many stopped standing when they were called, but the list continued while Glynda gave an ugly glare,. "and last, to a student who was injured protecting a teammate, I thank Blake Belladonna of team Rwby!"

Blake looked mortified, though her expression snapped to cold when some began to look at her. She had come out about being a faunus before, but it was a slow affair, many of the upper classes had no idea, many simply didn't care before the attack. Whatever the reason Weiss couldn't just do nothing. There was no real rationale on how it was going to help, but when Blake stood up, Weiss did as well. The others didn't take long to catch on, maybe having no idea why, yet acting all the same, Ruby stood as soon as Weiss moved, Yang nearly knocked over her seat rising. Maybe she thought they were about to get into a fight? She certainly seemed ready to punch out some fools.

"Miss Schnee, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but the list ends at Miss Belladonna," Zawisza responded with his usual punk smile. Weiss wanted to wipe it from his mouth by sword point, but she couldn't even manage a response, not really sure how or what she meant with her defiance.

"Sorry sir!" Ruby took the reins, after all she was the leader, not Weiss, "but were a team, you can't get just one. It's team RWBY or zip, were a package deal!" Ruby announced so loudly, confident with a gleeful look. Exactly the way an act of solidarity should be.

Yeah, Weiss thought feeling for once sure of something, Team RWBY would never be shattered.

**** Hey everyone, sorry my schedule has been so messed up, been hard to really deal with the lack of editors for both MV and choice as well as a few other things, but I am committed to at least writing them in order! hahahah! Choice I know is a chapter behind, it is finished, but no one has offered to edit for choice.

This chapter was really just me wanting to mess with monochrome friendshipping and really focus on team rwby emotionally. I hope you all enjoy, MV is about 3-4 chapters from ending so hold on if you're feeling a little done I guess? I don't know. Either way let me know in the reviews how you are feeling.

I want to thank Ask-team-yuri tumblr for letting me borrow two of their lovely ladies as extras and H0B013 for temporarily coming in and editing for me. Really and truly you guys are great!