Note: So, I have been noticing a trend in my stories. They seem to always end up with the setup in the beginning, and then something bad happens to Yang involving Blake somehow, and then I put a happy ending. I'm going to try to shift away from that for a little to add some diversity, unless that's what the people want. I may even focus on Ruby and Weiss for a little. I find that funny because even as I tried to focus from Yang's perspective, the stories have been primarily from Blake's POV. I guess it's just easier. My original idea had been from a first person of Yang, but I threw that out early. Anyways, to sum this up, I'll try to make it not just about Yang all the time, even though she is my favorite. I happen to be wearing her shirt from the RT store as I am typing this. Ermm… Enjoy!

The day had been going great, that is, until the monkey showed up.

Of all the times for him to show up also, it had to be the day Blake had planned something special for Yang. They had been unable to do anything nice for several days because of school and missions, so they had planned a trip to downtown Vale on a day where neither of them were doing anything.

It had been going smoothly so far. They had walked the city, looking at shops and interesting buildings. They pointed out things they saw that looked cool, and interesting foods they had never seen. They were enjoying all the culture that was exported into the busy city, and all the things they didn't often get to see because of their schedules.

After a while, of course, Yang began to get hungry, so they went to find a place to eat. They settled on a small streetside cafe, with a nice view of the ocean and the stores around them. They were enjoying a nice meal, when Blake began to hear some commotion approaching where they were. She decided not to alert Yang, as they were having a nice afternoon, and she hoped it would avoid their street. Of course it didn't end up like that.

They heard a loud crash, which alerted Yang. She stood up and looked around. "What was that?" Blake shook her head. While she could hear it she wasn't… wait, did she just hear what she thought she heard? If that was the case, they were in for an interesting afternoon. Then a loud string a laughter started echoing down the street. Yang sighed, and asked. "Is that who I think it is?"

Blake nodded. "I am afraid so. Of all the days he could have been causing mischief, and of all the places…" She didn't finish that thought. She began to rise, fearing they would have to help him not get into trouble. As she was standing, a flash of white, blue and gold dashed by. "Hey Blake!" the blur yelled. However, it didn't stop for her and kept running so as not to get caught. As the people chasing said blur passed by, Yang left some money on the table and they dashed away.

From the direction they were following, it seemed as if their monkey tailed friend was heading for the forest beyond the city limits. It would make sense, as no policeman would have the energy to chase someone out there. Also, his agility would allow him to escape anyone easily through the trees. Sure enough, at the ends of the docks, the blur's pursuers gave up chase and turned around. However Yang and Blake weren't stopping yet, and kept chasing him.

When they reached the forest, he started to slow down and rest after that long run. This allowed Blake and Yang to catch up. As they passed into a clearing a little deeper forest, they found him sitting under a big oak tree, eating presumably what he had just stolen. He heard them approaching a looked up, and a smile came to his face. "I knew you two would follow! I'm irresistible!" He grinned even more.

Blake sighed and rolled her eyes. "Hello Sun, fancy meeting you here. May I ask, was that food just stolen by you?" Sun smiled and shrugged. "Of course! I don't usually pay for my food. Not like I have much money anyways."

Yang starting looking around the clearing to check their surroundings. She noticed some trash scattered here and there, and what seemed to be a torn sleeping bag on the ground. She looked at Sun. "Are you living here?"

He hesitated and responded defensively. "I might be. Does it matter?"

Blake looked surprised. "You are staying in a random clearing in the middle of the woods, getting by on stolen food and nothing else? Sun, we can always help you."

He shrugged again, calmly replying. "I don't need any help. I'm doing fine on my own."

Blake looked concerned. "But Sun, don't monsters attack you often? This part of the woods is not exactly the safest in the world." She started glancing around cautiously, wondering if anything was watching them now.

Sun returned to his normally cheery self. "Nah, they don't attack. Not anymore, at least. They learned their lesson after the first few were taken down." He brought out his staff and started swinging it around making kung fu noises.

Yang smiled at that. "Still, this isn't the best way to live Sun. Really, we can help you. You are our… well Blake's friend, I guess. To me you're more of an acquaintance."

Sun tried to act like a tough guy, not wanting to damage his pride. "Seriously, I can take care of myself. I've never really had a home. I've jumped from city to city stowing away on ships. Every time I go somewhere new, I camp out nearby until I feel like I need to move. It's not a luxurious life, but it's the life I live."

Blake wasn't satisfied with this answer. "Come on, you could live a much better life. You have to skills to be a true hunter. If you had gone to combat school and applied to Beacon, you probably would have been accepted. I would not have been able to fight off Torchwick if you had not been there."

Sun blushed. Blake was speaking very highly of him, even if he was a 'no good stowaway' who broke the law without question. "Blake, you're making me sound like a hero. I just wanted to help you because you're one of us. I understand what it's like, and why you hid your ears. But I'm not cut out to be a hunter. Helping many people just isn't my thing. I can fight, but I learned to fight because I'm a faunus. You have to stick up for yourself."

Blake was shocked by his words. They sounded selfish, but it also made her want to help him more. His life seemed so sad, with no purpose, and he had so much potential. She was going to find a way to change his mind. Sun was her friend, and Blake was determined to help him. She knew how hard it was to be a faunus, to face your fears and go into public willingly. Blake could do it fine, because of her bow, but Sun wasn't going to be able to hide his tail easily. Besides, it was a large part of him, almost like a second arm. However, Blake had a mission, and she always finished a mission.

Yang, during this entire conversation, was scanning the surroundings uneasily. The woods made her uncomfortable, and if she trusted her suspicions, three people in one spot might attract some creatures of Grimm to where they were. Blake noticed what she was doing, and followed her gaze. She and Sun immediately sprung up, their weapons ready. Sun's in staff form and Blake holding her blade in her right hand. Yang, with her normal senses, didn't see what was going on, but she activated her weapons anyways.

"Blake, Sun, what's going on?" She was beginning to get nervous, as the two faunus were really agitated. Sun's tail was swishing around and Blake's bow was twitching, her ears no doubt trying to listen to whatever was coming. Blake narrowed her eyes. "Beowolves, a lot of them."

Yang scanned the clearing again. "If there is a lot of them, we don't have a lot of space to fight." Blake noticed this and turned to Sun. "Do you know any more open spots nearby? We are going to need more room."

Sun smirked. "Of course, I may have only been here a couple of weeks, but I know these woods like the back of my hand. Follow me!"

He darted into the woods with the girls in pursuit. They ran into a large field, and Sun turned to them. "This work?" Blake judged the field to be about 400 feet from the other side to where they were standing. "It's perfect."

They ran to the other side and prepared for what was about to come. Yang turned to Blake and Sun. "Are you sure you guys want to do this? We can try to run. We're all fast."

Blake shook her head. "They'll just follow us, and we don't want to lead a huge group of Beowolves to the city. No, our only option is to fight. I mean hey, we're all warriors here. Shouldn't be that hard."

However, it would be that hard. Blake had underestimated how many Beowolves were approaching. On the other side of the field, the treeline was shredded to pieces and somewhere around one hundred creatures emerged from the fray.

Blake gasped, and Yang flinched. That was a lot of Beowolves. Blake had fought a lot of enemies before, and now there was three of them, but a hundred? That was pushing it. Yang felt this way too. "Last chance to pull out." It didn't seem like Yang to run from a fight, but I guess she was concerned about losing her favorite kitten, which was sweet of her. But Blake could take care of herself.

"No, we have to do this. Trust me, we can take them." Yang looked her right in the eyes. "But all of them at once?" Blake nodded. Yang looked up to the sky, thinking about something important. She turned back to Blake and smiled, which confused her.

"I believe in our abilities Blake, and I wouldn't want anyway else by my side to fight, but just in case…" She brought Blake into a deep kiss that surprised her. They weren't making any noise, so somehow Sun didn't notice, but they stayed locked together for about twenty seconds. When Yang pulled away, Blake just stared into her eyes. Yang had put more passion into that kiss than anything she had done before.

"I didn't want to imply anything with that kiss. We're gunna make it. That was just in case."

Blake didn't respond, but just stared at her for a second. She then looked backed at the oncoming enemy, filled with a new determination to make it out alive.

She observed the Beowolves right as they reached where the trio were standing, They were a lot smarter than she thought. The whole pack broke up into two groups, one about sixty wolves and the other about forty wolves, as back up. These monsters were obviously very arrogant, almost as arrogant as Yang, if they believed they only needed sixty wolves to defeat them. They were in for a wild ride.

Blake, Yang and Sun stood in a triangle, back to back, as they faced the enemy. Sun immediately changed his staff into two nunchucks, so he could start shooting at the wolves. Yang was firing off shotgun shells left and right, and Blake was spinning through the air twirling Gambol Shroud around her. Things were going well. Beowolves were falling left and right, but the other pack still had not advanced.

Of course, things wouldn't stay that way. There were about fifteen left, and Blake took a second to catch a breath. She glanced over at Yang to make sure that she was ok. Yang was currently shooting at a monster to her left, so she didn't see one sneaking up on her right. Blake realized she had to warn her. She screamed. "Yang! Your right!" Yang ducked and punched the creature back into Sun who shot it in the face. However, that momentary lapse of concentration for Blake had caused her aura to drop, and she was swiped at from the side by one of the beast's claws and went flying.

Yang turned to thank Blake for the warning, but her eyes widened we she saw Blake flying past her, with a large cut on her side. Yang went temporarily insane for a second as she saw the love of her life badly injured. She screamed, drawing Sun's attention to what had happened. Yang couldn't remember what happened next, but Sun told her that her eyes went to their red form, and she demolished the remaining Beowolves very quickly.

As soon as the last Wolf fell, she rushed over to help Blake. The other pack of wolves wouldn't approach, as they were intimidated by Yang, who was occasionally shooting flames out of her hair. She knelt next to Blake, observing the wounds she had sustained. There was a pretty nasty gash in her side, but that seemed to be it. Yang ripped off part of her coat to cover it, and she started trying to get Blake to respond. The black haired girl had her eyes closed and was not responding.

"Blake! Blake! Can you hear me! Wake up Blake! Wake up, please!" She was calling out in pure desperation at this point. However, she was rewarded when her partner slowly opened her eyes to look at the surrounding scene. She then focused on Yang, and a single tear streamed down her face.

"Blake! Can you activate your aura and try to heal this!? Blake!" Yang kept repeating this to her, but Blake looked up and shook her head. "Can't… can't…" Blake didn't finish that sentence. Yang looked up at Sun, who was patiently waiting for Yang to tell him to do something.

"We have to get her back to the city, where she can get treated." Yang realized that would be difficult, as there were forty angry Beowolves just waiting there to tear them apart. "One of us is going to have to stay and fight them."

Sun sighed. "Not to sound cowardly, but I should probably be the one to take her back. I'm more agile, I know this forest better, and I'm probably stronger." Yang stared daggers at him for that last part. "What? It's probably true."

This stirred a laugh from Blake, but the laugh was mixed with coughing. This drew the other two's attention. "Never…" She coughed and looked at her hand, which was stained crimson. "Never tell Yang you're stronger than her."

Yang knew it was the best option to let Sun take Blake back, and he did have logic. Besides, she was probably the best option to fight these monsters. However she didn't want to leave Blake's side, nor leave her with someone else in her moment of need. She looked directly into Sun's eyes and saw the concern and the sadness, the loneliness and the kindness, and the trust. Yang decided if Blake could trust this guy, she could too.

She told him fine, he could go and take Blake to get care, but he should come back immediately to help Yang if need be. He scooped Blake up like she weighed nothing and darted away. Yang turned to face the remaining wolves, who had seen that two foes had left, and this was their chance to strike. However, they severely underestimated an annoyed Yang.

She summoned all the pain, all the grief and sadness, all the bitterness and jealousy, all the physical and emotional pain she could find, and poured it forth into a final assault. As the enemy came towards her, she let forth a battle cry like no other before. Then she charged.

"Come at me, and you'll see, I'm more than meets the eye."

She reached the first wolf and punched it so hard its skull caved in.

"You think that, you'll break me, you're gonna find in time."

She knocked two more back and began firing off more high explosive shotgun shells.

"You were standing too close to a flame that's burning, hotter than the sun in the middle of July."

She began madly turning as more and more began leaping at her.

"Sending out your army but you still can't win, listen up silly boy 'cuz I'm gunna tell you why."

She jumped high into the air and the two springing at her collided where Yang had been.

"I Burn!"

She punched one back so it knocked over a large group, and then she shot one in half.

"Can't hold me now, you got nothing that can stop me!"

She was starting to get overwhelmed, as there was still a good twenty left. For the first time in many years, tears started streaming down Yang's face.

"I Burn!"

Then, it all changed when one swiped and took out some of her hair.

"Swing all you want, like a fever I will take you down!"

Next thing Yang knew, there were no more living Beowolves around her. She collapsed face first onto the ground, and just lay there for a while. Yang didn't want to get up, as she was exhausted, but she was worried for Blake, so she tried to move. Then someone started yelling her name. "Yang! Yang! Yang?"

"Over here…" She cried weakly. Sun's face quickly popped into view. The genuine look of concern on his face without a look of sadness made her happy. He asked, "Are you okay?"

She laughed. "Fine… Just a little tired. Blake…?" He cut her off. "She's fine, when I left her, she was on her way to get help." Yang looked up quickly. "You just left her and came to get me!?"

Sun looked confused and then embarrassed. "No, No, No! She's… well you'll see when we get there. Let's just say she's in good hands right now." He offered Yang a hand up.

"Alright, when we get there." She accepted his hand.

Sun, true to his word, had seen Blake safely transported to the city. He had not, however, been the one to deliver her into the care of medical professionals. That had been Ruby and Weiss's doing. They too had a nice afternoon of hanging out in town interrupted by the monkey boy.

They had been casually strolling around a park close the forest the trio had entered earlier, when the saw Sun running with Blake in his arms. Confused as to what he was doing, the girls stopped him. Before he could say anything, they saw her wound. Weiss drew her weapon, but Ruby stopped her when she saw the look in the Faunus's eyes. Sun then gave them a quick explanation and handed Blake over to them before racing back to help Yang.

When they got to the hospital and found where Blake was, they saw Ruby and Weiss outside the room. Ruby went straight to Yang and brought her into a killer embrace, which Yang gladly accepted. They stood there for a while, Ruby hearing what no one could, Yang's silent tears. Weiss just leaned on a wall watching the two sisters, and Sun stood off to the side, not sure of what to do.

Yang finally asked. "How is she?" Ruby looked up at her taller sibling. "That gash was pretty deep. It took a lot of effort but the doctors were able to close it. She did lose a lot of blood before they stopped it flowing. However, they said she will be alright."

Yang sighed in relief. She then sat on the floor with her back pressed against the wall. However she didn't stay like that for long, because she randomly passed out, her head hitting the floor with a loud

Ruby shrieked and checked to see if she was still alive. Satisfied with the pulse she found, Ruby asked the doctors if they could put another bed next to Blake for her sister, and to maybe have her checked for injuries.

Ruby turned to Sun, who gave her a wink of acknowledgement, said a little farewell, and then ducked out of the hallway to who knows where. Ruby was grateful for his help, and wished he had stayed longer, but she had more pressing matters to attend to. Blake and Yang were still unconscious, so she decided to wait in their room until they woke up she could ask what had happened that day. It must have been pretty crazy, but nothing compared to what she and Weiss had been through. But that was a story for another day.