Chapter 16: Trashy Pop Love Songs

Ruby Rose

"You said I would do fine?" Ruby moaned into her Spanish test. The midterm Professor Goodwitch had administered a week ago finally came back, passed to the menagerie of students. The fluent speakers, like Weiss and Blake, passed before they even got the exam. Ruby, on the other hand, her fate was a doomed reputation, the ugly red sixty-four visible to anyone that tossed her lap a glance. The redhead felt like she might as well paint the numbers on her face and put on a Broadway musical about how stupid she was, especially with Weiss looking over her shoulder, perfect, perfect, hundred in her hands.

"There was simply no accounting for you being this bad," Weiss explained, baffled at the results herself. She looked down at the test like it was a growing specimen displaying odd and unheard of characteristics. That wasn't fair, no one was good at everything. Different strokes for different folks and Ruby was not meant to stroke anything in Spanish for damn sure.

"You were suppose to help me with the Spanish since I helped you with Physics! Why have you betrayed me, Weiss?" Ruby begged, collapsing onto her partner in crime. Glynda gave them a harsh squint, but neither of them cared. Class was over, Ren was marching off to his bed, Nora was dancing about, dragging Penny to a shared class. Velvet stuck with Blake for a little while, but soon enough left the sulking girl to herself. The Belladonna that ruled the dorms kind of ceased to be. Instead, she seemed to just wait. Eventually she would depart, but for some ten minutes after class, she would sit stagnant. Ruby wanted to reach out, help, but she was Yang's sister, and whatever happened, she was to blame by relation.

"First off, that was not helping, that was an equal partnership. Second, you didn't seem to mind while we made out in your hammock," Weiss remained adamant in this, keeping herself steady on the lounge's couch, chin held up high as Ruby draped herself on the girl's shoulders like a languid piece of cloth, head driving into the false fur lining of her white jacket. Was kind of nice, especially with how Weiss pulled her arm around her partner.

"That's so unfair, we like, didn't even make out. We just kissed a little!" Ruby complained, feeling contrary today. Nearly a month of moping made her just love these hours, sanctum between nine-thirty and eleven.

"Don't whine, I intend to even it out," Weiss teased in her own hard-assed way. Ruby blushed, still not quite as good with the whole flirty BS part of this shindig. That required confidence and smoothness, and well... Ruby considered herself akin to self-deprecating gravel.

"You're joking?" Ruby couldn't tell what answer she wanted.

"Actually, I was hopin—"

"Sorry to interrupt," Blake, between the flirty moments, had gotten out of her seat and shuffled up to the two of them, a silent cat as always, "but Ruby, have you heard from Yang?" Blake had barely said anything to Ruby, or anyone, since the festival. She apparently was still working, but took several sick days. Everyone said she was going to class, but studying less, yet she seemed twice as dead, dark bags from sleep deprivation haunting her face. Still, despite the disheveled hair, the tired gold eyes, Blake as always looked like she could rip someone in two with a flick of her fingers.

"No, I haven't. Her mom's been texting our dad, so I know she's okay, but nothing else." Blake bit her lip in irritation, arms naturally crossed in doubt. Was she angry at Ruby for not knowing? "I swear, I will tell you as soon as I know anything. Blake, are you okay?" Ruby regretted the words as soon as she said them.

"Do I look okay? How am I supposed to apologize when no one will let me talk to her!" Blake raged, her fist balled so tight Ruby thought it might bleed. "Ruby, I know she wouldn't leave you without a way to talk to her, just please, I swear I won't say anything to hurt her. I just need to do something!" In front of Blake, Ruby was frozen solid, half guilty, half scared. She wasn't lying, she'd never try to trick her friends like that, but what kind of reaction is valid when the den mother of the dorm thinks you're a liar? Glynda took notice of this, professional teacher standing up from her distant office. But Glynda wasn't the one that got to Blake first,

"Don't." Weiss growled her warning at her right then and there, Ruby's personal white wolf. "Blake, you use to be the top bitch of this whole dorm, what the hell are you doing trying to beg your way to what? Grovel for a girl too chicken shit to stay around for her sister?" Blake backed up, eyes alight and alive again, but filled with a frightening fire. She finally didn't look dead, instead ready to murder. Weiss did not back down. "You made my time here as miserable as you could. Honestly, I don't give a fuck about either of you, but for your information: Ruby doesn't know anything. And you, you should leave her alone and fix yourself. Where's the Blake that ruled this school, huh? Where are you hiding her? In the trash with your dignity? Go get it back and leave my girlfriend alone. Got it?" Blake towered over both of them, the girl looked ready to snap. Ruby swore she was going to hit one of them, but Weiss stared right back. Smaller, but god she was as fierce as she was hot. Ruby had to end the fighting, someone had to budge. Something—

"Girls!" Glynda snapped the violent air in half with a shout loud enough that Ren could be heard falling out of his own bed, "What the bloody hell is wrong with the two of you?! I won't be surprised if Ozpin himself comes to check on what exactly is causing this behavior. This might be a dorm as much as a class, but so long as I'm here you are to act with some class. Understood?" Blake and Weiss both calmed, the former more so than the latter. While Weiss pouted, her adversary just glared back at the floor, unable to look at Ruby, a hint of guilt maybe. Still, angry like that, especially after getting riled up, Blake looked way more herself again. Oddly enough, Ruby thought getting pissed off might have been just what she needed.

"Yes ma'am, we are very sorry!" Ruby answered after neither of them bothered to. Glynda sighed, cupping her face in irritation.

"Ruby, we both know you're not the one I'm talking to," she muttered into her hands before dropping them. As if to brush the whole event from her person, she wiped her hands on the white blouse.

"Who knows. I could be loud," Ruby joked, hoping to ease the tension. Weiss rolled her eyes, Blake shook her head, but Glynda just stared at her like she was stupid, or stupider than she thought.

"Well, please don't," Glynda requested, turning her back to the two of them, "Miss Belladonna, I know you have work. Miss Schnee, I suggest you take some time to yourself to relax. Come by my office if you need me." The way she strutted off suggested that the offer was just a formality. Blake without another word left, storming out in little thuds towards the door. Only Weiss and Ruby stood there, dorm to themselves, assuming Ren went back to sleep.

"Well, that happened."

"It did," Weiss confirmed.

"Thanks," Ruby whispered, feeling relief overcome her, "I really owe you one. Blake's so on edge and I don't know how to help her." Honestly, being powerless to help Blake or Yang was frustrating, but it was nice to see Weiss jump into a fight for her, though it was probably the worst idea. Everyone needed a bit of chill.

"You do owe me one," Weiss confirmed again, her cool hand grasping Ruby's. A cheeky look in her eye, a dastardly twinkle, hint of machinations, all these things were threatening. "Which is why you're coming with me."

"What?" Ruby didn't have time to prepare herself before Weiss propelled her forward. The usually stern, standoffish girl seemed excited, driven today. By what, Ruby didn't know, but that was kind of the fun of life, letting the wind take her wherever. In that spirit, she let herself be drawn, run into Weiss' dorm room.

The familiar place was immaculately messy. Clean, but loaded with music sheets and instruments. Ruby spotted a new guitar, or bass, she could never see the difference, to add to Weiss' already overpacked collection. Still, the bed area and the mini sound booth were unusually well kept and presented. The drums were pushed aside, leaving a lone microphone with two headsets wrapped around it precariously. Weiss was at her computer, forcing it awake and into start up while she stripped her light parka off.

"So, what are you doing?" Ruby asked, trying to not be too obvious while she stared at the sight of her perfect shoulders. Underneath the parka was just a light blue sleeveless shirt that hung by the loosest and thinnest of straps, enough open skin and cleavage to make Ruby's way-too-gay-for-this heart begin an awkward tumble down some stairs. It wasn't like her taste of shorts and leggings weren't killer enough. "Or we doing? Or just what exactly did you need me for again, please?"

Weiss looked up confused, stopped at her girlfriend's red face and Ruby knew she was caught. "Oh grow up, it gets hot in the sound booth, especially with two people." Mischievous light flashed across her eyes, the flare of a villain.

"What do you mean two people?! I can't play any instruments!" Ruby pleaded as Weiss printed something out for them. Lyrics? Ruby noted, as her partner snatched the results out and started up one of her fancy paid for music mixers.

"I don't need you to play anything, just sing," Weiss corrected, sauntering over to her partner, reaching up to unzip Ruby's hoodie. Hands on her, taking away straps of clothing, while definitely not an unwanted feeling, was a heck of a new one for Ruby. "You are going to do a duet with me," Weiss clarified, holding the lyric sheet in her teeth and freely pulling down Ruby's hoodie. Her hands were cold on the redhead's shoulder and made the air so unnecessarily charged. "There you go," she added, slapping the sheet into Ruby's chest.

Weiss drifted off to the sound booth, turning her equipment on and off. Ruby in the meantime traced her criminal sentence. Falling for a girl... how could I foresee… these feelings...they will not leave me. Oh my god what is this trash? "Weiss," Ruby mumbled as she followed her girlfriend into the former closet, beside herself by the horror she was reading, "Is this a poppy love song?!"

"You said you wanted a lesbian romantic subplot in you story, and I am making the music for it," Weiss explained, listening to one earbud and tapping the mic quizzically, "Plus, I felt like it would be something different, expand my musical tutelage." Weiss must have noticed Ruby not buying it, because she looked up and immediately shook her head. "Don't doubt the power of trashy pop love songs, the Japanese music industry makes millions on those trashy love songs to go with every anime."

Oh? Ruby noted with interest. "Weiss Schnee, is what I am hearing that you watch anime?" This was a shocking development, the queen of cool watching her Japanese cartoons every night at home was a precious mental image Ruby would cherish forever. Weiss, however, appeared just a touch mortified.

"I," she was not finding the right words for damn sure, "I have a few composers I have great respect for within the industries, Yoko Kanno and my absolute favorite Yuki Kajiura. I just take the time to appreciate their work within the industry." She knew anime music composers by name? What a weeb! Ruby nearly screeched in a laugh. This was good, just one more thing they could connect over.

"Wait, isn't that the one who did Madoka?" Weiss froze as she worked, silently breathing, breathing before nodding yes. "Oh my, I did not think magical girls would be your style."

"Alright Ruby, if you are going to tell me Puella Magi Madoka Magica is anything beside a work of pure god damn art, we can break up right here, right now!" Weiss crossed her arms over her chest, puffed out like she was trying to scare away a predator.

"No, Weiss," Ruby gave, sliding herself fully into the tiny space, ignoring the super high tech foam triangles on every side of the closet. "Madoka Magica is a work of 'god damn art', even my un-arty eyes can see, and you know what else I can see?" Ruby dared to get up close, feeling a bit of courage after seeing a new side of Weiss.

"What would that be?" Weiss asked sarcastically, eyes filled with distrust.

"That you, Weiss Schnee," Ruby paused to give herself time to poke her gently on the lips, "are cute, and I think it's cool you can appreciate things that fall under the uncool spectrum." Weiss was unamused.

"I will bite your finger all the way off next time you do that." Ruby didn't believe her, but for good measure no lip booping for now, even if those naturally near invisible pink parses were super pleasant to the touch. All soft and god dang it she was too gay. "Also, it's not uncool. Cool and uncool depends on what attitude you bring to a passion, like how you're a book nerd," Weiss' eyes drifted back to her mic, suddenly gentle, no longer filled with digit severing rage, "You can be cool with how you are with it, when you're working." Both of them felt caught in the hot air. She was right, the sound booth cooked quick. "So the song, you ready?"

"Not at all," Ruby admitted as she looked over the lyrics again. They had timing notes, and who said what, even small tonal suggestions touched on in the margins. Still, there was no way. No practice, no idea how to sing. With Weiss as her partner the separation of skill would just be horrible. "I'll do it, just, you are so not going to like it."

"To be completely honest, I intend to do another recording with just me and me again pitch edited to sound different, but I'd like to just you know, have fun with it. Keep whatever comes out?" Weiss slipped her arm around Ruby's, pulling them together. "Doesn't mean you get to be purposely shitty, this is for me, but I deserve something good."

"Of course," Ruby agreed, squeezing onto her arm. Close together, headphones on so they could only hear each other and the music, they huddled around her lone mic.

The song played, a fast beat and bombastic, completely opposite of the usually richly orchestrated work Ruby was used to from Weiss, but it wasn't so bad. Those shitty love song lyrics of course sounded beautiful as soon as they left her mouth. Weiss hit all the notes perfectly, eyes closed and free hand pressing her headphones to her ears. She hogged the mic, but Ruby didn't mind. Of course her lines ended, Ruby's began, too busy to notice her mark fly by. Weiss was staring back at the redhead who was still standing wonder drunk at the sight of her.

"Go!"

"Oh yeah!" Ruby remembered too late, the thirty second mark was now in the middle somewhere, and Weiss struck a key and the song refreshed. It took two more times of re-running it before Ruby was, more or less, on the mark.

Fourth run, they were fairly in sync, accustomed to the lines, where they needed to me. Comfortable smashed together, both of them leaned into the mic, in a way leaned into each other. Weiss and Ruby stopped staring at the recording device, preferring each other, their vocal breaths mixed and splashed against each other. The room was hot, boiling, and at some point the song kept playing, they stopped singing, and the world kept spinning. Instead, they kissed. Ruby heard a lot about kisses being magnetic, read the cliché in every book, but what other factor compelled her like that? A force that was stronger than gravity; a need richer than hunger and a heck of a lot more blinding. Iron snaps to the north end of a magnet, and so her lips snapped to Weiss, which sure as hell didn't do anything to solve the heating problem.

Weiss mumbled something into Ruby's mouth, but it never caught her ears, mind fixated on what exactly to do with her tongue, where to put her arms around her partner, one on the small of her back, other gripping her shoulder. Should she reach lower? Should her kiss be deeper? Was she really even choosing any of these things anymore? Weiss pulled her lips away from the kiss and Ruby moved towards her neck, the pale long stretch of skin she had always found horribly appealing. Kissing up there Weiss made a mumbly noise that was just too damn cute. God the room was blisteringly warm.

"Ruby," she groaned, and so she continued to work on her neck, "Ruby no," her voice was heavy with longing, but the redhead stopped dead in her tracks. She did not pass go, did not collect 200 dollars, no was no, so she froze completely still. "No, not like stop, just you're pushing me into the sound proofing, and this isn't like the cheap few dollar foam shit. That stuff's really fucking expensive specialist grade material."

"Oh," Ruby mumbled, half laughing, half just catching her breath. She was uncomfortably sweaty, kind of uncomfortably everything. That was nice though, was really super nice.

"We," Weiss continued between her own ragged breaths, "have like my entire room out there, and a bed if," Weiss paused on the right word, watching for Ruby's reaction, knowing it took two to tango with what she was talking about, "well for either way, but also if for like you know, if you feel ready to take the plunge." That made Ruby giggle.

"I mean, I've taken the plunge before, but I've never really had, like, been on the receiving end of, well, anything," Ruby didn't continue, a little embarrassed. Cinder was definitely a more take sort of girl, and judging from the surprised look on Weiss' face, she was getting it. "So like, I don't know if I'm exactly a virgin or like, I don't know. I didn't come with a manual."

"That selfish bitch, really?" Ruby laughed and nodded. That's exactly what Summer had said. "Well then, I suppose you deserve some attention," Weiss rested her hands on Ruby's hips and the girl started to feel an intense case of role reversal, "If you want to. I understand if it feels too soon."

"I'm not a U-Haul lesbian, but we can like, take it step by step. I feel okay." Ruby felt completely not okay, her stomach was trying to escape out her throat, but still. It felt right, like that was normal. Like she wanted this.

"I've never heard that term before," Weiss admitted, pulling Ruby by her hands out of the sound booth, the fresh air chilling against her sweat. That felt good. Really good. "But why don't you lay down and relax." Ruby listened, taking steps towards Weiss' fluffy queen. Fit perfectly for two, empty of all obstacles. Laying down, Ruby could see Weiss rid herself of a few future ones, kicking off her shoes and, as sexily as one could considering how silly it looks, peeling off her stockings. Ruby reached down to take her own shoe off, but got a tisk sound from her girlfriend. "Don't worry, I'm feeling particularly sweet this morning. I'll take care of everything for you, relax"

"I'm not your virgin sacrifice, am I?" Ruby joked nervously, feeling the tension as Weiss discarded her shirt, the blue cloth floating to the floor showcasing Weiss's cute white bra, nice and frilly. Ruby didn't know if she picked it special for today or if she was the kind that could afford wearing something nice every day. There was more to see than that, her stomach was tight, abs barely poking through, a physique showing her fencing background. The shocking discovery of a black snowflake tattoo sat right below her bust, elaborate in its design and familiarly marked on much of her gear, was something Ruby made sure to note in her mind as something to ask about later. Weiss' shorts were dropped right after, a matching white bottom pair of undies showed off illegal legs. Ruby felt a little inadequate in her black tank top and jeans, not nearly as ready to party.

"You think I accept anything other than virgin sacrifices?" Weiss cued, getting on top of Ruby, legs straddling their counters, the silver girl slowly descending, letting loose and scattering her hair between them. She held her hand to Ruby's, the other arm used for support. "Plus you're like a half virgin anyways, but you're cute so I'll ignore that tid-bit." The redhead grasped her hand and they stayed like that for a second. She was taking it slow, which Ruby really appreciated.

Then the heat got turned on. Weiss kissed her and the dam broke. There was no longer space between them, almost fused at the hip if it wasn't for how much the German wiggled around, shifting her leg against Ruby's, hand pulling up the bottom of her shirt to touch bare skin, so much tongue suffocation was a worry. Ruby would have pulled away had it not been exactly what she wanted.

"Ruby," Weiss whispered in a purposely succulent voice, cutting off the kiss, "Tell me if you want to stop, otherwise I'll just keep going." Weiss punctuated her breathy sentence right in Ruby's ear, finishing with a tiny nibble on the earlobe. This was unfair, and feeling a hand snake up her shirt and touch her bra, Ruby was cool with it.

"Yeah, keep going, I'm down with that," she let out in a hyper mumble, way too hungry for this shit. Weiss got the message, and her hand slipped under Ruby's bra, a small thumb brushing over the nipple and sending a sharp shiver right to the spine. Weiss needed some god damn warmer hands.

It wasn't long before they were both getting super irritated at the whole clothes thing. After all it was difficult to enjoy being fondled with the straps of her bra tangling up with every touch. Weiss pulled away with a smile, undoing the front strap of her own bra and freeing Ruby to get rid of her stupid tank. Annoying thing. Why couldn't they all just be naked?

Top out of her eyes, Ruby saw her partner's completely free body for the first time, or at least the upper half. Silver hair drooped over every curve on her, shapely and strong build matched with perfectly toned finesse. Ruby felt a little less impressive, no real muscle, though a bit of chub helped hide her bones from an otherwise skinny presentation. Though as if to counter her warrior princess look, Weiss had the most adorable pair of little perky breasts, near missable pink nipples that matched her pale skin.

"Aww, they are so cute!" Ruby gasped, staring up at her girlfriend as she sat perpendicular to her waist.

"Do not call my breasts cute! They are sexy and a blessing!" Weiss defended, glaring back down.

"Of course," Ruby agreed, pivoting on her elbows to meet them. Keeping her eyes on Weiss, she sweetly kissed the inner side of the left one, "Your boobs are perfect." That seemed to appease Weiss, though she had the devil's look in her eye.

"No, not yet," Weiss argued, pecking her partner gently on the lips, "I don't see your mouth on them."

Ruby violently coughed on her own air in surprise, face turning a darker shade of red than her hair had ever been. "Jesus," Ruby complained, not prepared for such sexy talk. Weiss appeared amused.

"Don't bring guys into this," she jested, lightly reaching behind her partner to unclasp her bra. The thing was a tangled mess, Ruby was happy to be rid of it, her own modest chest revealed. The twins looked just fine, clearly happy to be free. "My fun will be for another time, you need to just relax," Weiss commanded, pushing her gently to the bed. Ruby had no complaints.

"Thanks," Ruby mumbled, trying in vain to show her appreciation for the affection, but Weiss had already begun working her lips down her neck to her chest. Her tongue was both warm and cold at the same time, passionate, wet, sweet, a little intense. All those things.

"You want to go on?" Weiss asked again as she pulled away from Ruby's right breast. The redhead nodded sheepishly, still embarrassed, but way too turned on to stop. Didn't take long after that nod for her girlfriend to start working the button of her jeans. She was still trying to be cute doing so. Kissing down from the girl's nips to her belly, buying time to slip off the dark jeans she had picked today. Free of everything spare a pair of not particularly fancy striped underwear. Had she known, Ruby would have gone for her one pair of special red and black ones with the rose etchings, but life doesn't always unfold with a map.

"Well that's cute," Weiss whispered, turning Ruby a rose red. To add to the embarrassment, the silver girl pressed her lips to the inner thigh, biting very gently and at this point committing knowing torture.

"You are so mean," Ruby mumbled, knowing her partner could hear it, but didn't care. She was already feeling way too hot and heavy, ready to melt down into the bed. Her legs were begging her to shift and squirm, feeling a touch damp from the foreplay. Making everything worse, Weiss was off now doing something else. "What are you doing?" Ruby asked, feeling strangely demanding.

"Being safe," Weiss answered, showing off a plastic film in one hand and a bottle she pulled out from her below the bed case. A box of mysteries, Ruby would have been interested if she wasn't in a state of unfair abandonment.

"I'm still a half virgin, you don't need to worry," Ruby argued, thinking herself stupid as she said it. Being safer was always smarter, especially given the fact that she was the living consequence of bad sex practices. Impatience was definitely not warranted.

"I believe you, but," Weiss argued, pooling some watery liquid on the dental dam, a flavored lube judging from the bottle, "I haven't been since I was fifteen and seduced my first soccer girl. Yet I am as clean as the day I was born, thanks in no small part to not listening to virgins," Weiss reached up and pulled down the last shred of clothing on Ruby, "Not that I don't believe you, but until we're both tested..."

"Safety first," Ruby answered for her, earning a smile and the shocking surge of the dam laid over her sex. "Oh wow, that's actually really cold," Ruby shouted, shivering and shimmying away from the touch at first. Weiss pulled herself closer though, one hand on the dam, reassuringly massaging her partner's thigh.

"I know. It'll warm up in a second, faster if my circulation wasn't such shit," Weiss comforted, rubbing the dam with her free hand, both to warm it up and give Ruby a good bit of pleasure. The chill feeling was fading and replaced by special kind of sensation, one that made her feel something pull at her chest, catch her breath and make it weighty.

"That feels really good," Ruby tried to explain and failed, but Weiss got the message, giggling with smile pride as she kept rubbing, with one hand, massaging with the other, and kissing a free breast with her unoccupied mouth. Soon enough, nothing felt cold, and Ruby pushed into the touch not away. Making dumb mumbling noises, Weiss took that as a sign and dropped from her chest to down below. "Oh god damn!" Ruby yelped, feeling her partner's mouth through the dam. Expertly, Weiss worked away, finding things to do with her hands, mouth, tongue, really all terrible, beautiful, horrible, amazing things. Ruby felt herself want it, and unable to handle it all at once. Maybe Weiss was just that good, or Ruby that easy, but one thought peered into her mind before it was scorched white for the first time: Damn, Cinder really was a selfish bitch.

"I never really got to say it, like not properly, but I really like you, Weiss," Ruby mumbled into her partner's neck, both of them cuddled up to each other under the covers, naked and for the most part satisfied. It was still a little messy, but the lube had been mostly absorbed and everything else worked out. There were only thirty minutes left before class, so they stayed, unmoved, and nice and warm. "You're just so cool, and driven, and I think you're one of the most powerful people I've ever met."

Weiss didn't respond at first, though Ruby could feel her trace a finger up and down her bare spine. "Yes, I am all those things," the egotism made the redhead chuckle, "but I like you, too. You're cute, but mostly I like you because I think you're talented and a quality person, a rare combination. I believe you can succeed. More than that, you're the kind of person that everyone wants to see make it."

"I use to believe I could do anything," Ruby admitted, pressing her face into the comforting clavicle of her dearest. It was warm there, happy and clear of doubt.

"I wish you'd believe again," Weiss whispered into her partner's red hair, tugging her close. This was good, this was perfect. "Did I mention you're rather cute?" Weiss joked, putting a weak smile on both of them.

"Cute enough that you'll watch the Madoka movies with me and cuddle?" Ruby begged in vain. It was nearly eleven.

"We have class in, like, fifteen, we can't even shower. I'm going to look like such a mess." Never, Ruby thought to herself, but kept it quiet. Princess never liked backtalk anyways. "Also, the only version of the movies I own are German subbed.

"You watch German subs, weeb," Ruby joked, knowing she did exactly the same, but the offense was enough for Weiss to push her off. The redhead tried to latch back on, but again was shoved off by a pouty girlfriend. A ghastly grin on the girl's face told Ruby revenge was already found. Oh no.

"Speaking of anime, I don't think we ever finished the song." Weiss threw off the covers, revealing both their nude bodies to the harsh cold of an air-conditioned room. Yet the girl was not even slowed, she jumped out of the bed, ran to her computer, swinging the seat around to get comfy. Ruby had to admit, watching her just do her own thing naked was kind of nice. Then the thought struck her that she was in the nude, too, laying languid on a bed for all, or just Weiss, too see. Somehow she couldn't care.

"I really don't wanna try recording it again," Ruby begged, patting the bed, "cuddles please!"

Weiss didn't even look back, her eyes lit up as she listened to something on another one of the many industry grade headphones. Oh, please no, Ruby thought realizing what this meant. "I don't need you to. We've been recording an hour long duet and you sound pitch perfect in this," Weiss was chuckling madly. The sound booth's door had been left open, neither of them had thought it close it, or stop the recording.

"You are deleting that!" Ruby demanded, jumping herself out of bed and tackling her partner's chair. Embarrassing things were called out in that hour long session, very embarrassing things.

"Depends, I can't risk this getting out, I have a reputation to keep," but, "but listen to yourself!" Weiss handed Ruby the headphones, the wave file in front of her, long stretches of nothing followed by high bumps Ruby recognized.

"Oh god, Weiss!" Ruby was greeted with, from herself, as soon as she put the headphones off. The redhead nearly smashed the screen, chucking the thing away from her. "If it's just gonna be me then no!"

"Be quieter in bed then," Weiss argued, looking up from her chair at her partner, "I'll remove it if you want, but who else gets to have a record of their first time that isn't a shitty porn?" She right clicked the sound wave on the program, delete highlighted for them, but paused for an answer.

"If we break up you will destroy it! No one sees this. I sound so dumb," Ruby gave her terms, feeling defeated. She hugged her seated partner from behind, arms wrapped right under her breasts and head dropped into her neck. The embarrassment never ended.

"I promise. I don't want anyone hearing it but me, I'll kill anyone who tries," Weiss half joked, kissing her partner on the side of the head, "Will you feel better if we get back to cuddling?"

"And the movie," Ruby demanded.

"After school. I can't let you fail everything, dolt," Weiss agreed, scratching her partner's head as she did so. Yet, again, to ruin everything, a knock at the door cut off their future cuddling short.

Weiss practically exploded, "Unless this is Ms. Goodwitch, go away!"

"Rubes, I know you're in there!" Yang. Yang. Yang Xiao Long.

"Yang!" Ruby shot to the door, almost opening it before Weiss yanked her away.

"Ruby, we're naked!" she both whispered and yelled right into her ear. Took Ruby a second to register that she even cared. Not like Yang hadn't seen her in the nude as a kid before, really she'd be more annoyed that she saw Weiss. If annoyed could be used to describe any emotion she felt towards her missing sister.

"Yang wait a minute, just a minute!" Ruby called out throwing her top on and pants, not even bothering with the underwear, she didn't have the time. Weiss tried to match her expediency, but didn't skip the lesser clothing fragments. She wasn't about to look even more shabby on Yang's account. By the end they both were dressed messes, Ruby more than Weiss.

"Yang!" Ruby shouted again, opening to reveal her big sister. She looked sleep deprived, and a bit messy, clearly not stopping for a long while till she got there. Ruby didn't care. She god damn tackled her, the golden girl picking her up and twirling her about. This was the best day ever.

"Oh Rubes, I missed you so much!" Yang cried out in joy. Glynda was watching, clearly wanting a word with her student assistant who dropped off the face of the map. Still, she waited, letting them have a moment first. Weiss though, clicked her tongue in irritation, glaring at Yang with a lot of anger pointed like a red hot spear ready to go.

"You have a problem, princess?" Yang started, pulling Ruby away. They both had a bone to pick it seemed. Not good.

"Yes, I do," Weiss shot back, arms crossed, head held up high against a girl that looked like she could crush her. "Ruby lost her mother, you think she has enough feelings of abandonment without you leaving her without a word for a fucking road trip?"

"Oh, queen of snarky shit lords, don't even start with me," Yang countered, squaring right up against her opponent, unafraid of Weiss, "I had some shit I had to deal with so I could be back. I wanted Ruby to come, but instead I hear you decided to move in like a shark smelling blood!"

"Ruby asked me out, and so what if I actually cared enough to be there for her? You certainly didn't." Yang's eyes seemed to turn a red from violet, damn near ready to pop a blood vessel.

" I don't know what Ruby sees in you, but all I see is a short little gremlin that needs to back off!"

"And what look up to you? A brute that can't even get her own shit together?" Weiss was spitting heavy venom, "You know what I think? You know damn well I'm a better role model than you!"

"Well, I think you're a bitch!"

"Well, I fucked your sister!" Yang took a step forward, arm slowly pulling back, she was going to straight up hit her.

"Stop, both of you!" Ruby shouted so loud Glynda dropped something, "You are both the most important people in my life and you both are here for me now! It's over, now get along!" Both of the girls froze, neither looking at each other, both finding some place on the floor to glare.

"I'll be nice," Weiss mumbled to Ruby, as close to an apology as anyone was going to get from her. Yang took a deep breath, not able to manage an 'I'm sorry' either, simply shrugging and letting the cool headed approach stick.

"Alright," Yang agreed, "I'll make it up to you two. Lunch on me?"

"Sorry, I just ate," Weiss replied sarcastically, lighting Ruby's face on fire. Yang was mortified.

"Can you please not?!" Ruby felt so awkward she chuckled, laughed even. Yang was back, she was home. The house wasn't going to be empty, she could have something, something not taken forever. This was a perfect day.

"Yang, oh my god, I just, I missed you so much!" Ruby tackled her sister again, with no intent to let go.

"I did, too. I am so sorry, Rubes, I had to give up my phone, mom was afraid I'd break if I texted you or Blake. I'm sorry," Yang pleaded, clutching her little sister like she would fade if she didn't.

"It's okay, this is the best day of my life," Ruby admitted to the world, looking to both her favorite people. Summer gone, it was like the foundation of the world was kicked out from under her, but there, she found new people, new opportunities. Yang was going nowhere, and Weiss, never a replacement, was a wonderful new start. When that girl, perfect even with her hair messy from sweat, rolled her eyes in annoyance, Ruby knew exactly how to make her happy. "And yes, for two reasons, Weiss."

"Ew, can we please, please stop it with that!" Yang pleaded.

"We can still have lunch after, all together!" Ruby stated and asked all at once.

"Yeah, fine," Weiss gave in.

"For you," Yang did the same.

***Well that probably came as a bit of a surprise to the readers, Archive folks knew from the tags, but yeah wanted to write a sex scene for a few reasons, one it's new for me to write about and try my hand at, two I wanted to make it more real and not in the least prony, three I get to yell at you all about safer sex practices! Just cause lesbian sex has comparably low STI rates does not guarantee safety, use protection for safer sex and lube for easier sex! All in all had a blast writing it. I decided to change this to M for this scene of course, though it's not graphic and is something you'd find in a YA novel, I just wanna be fair.

Special thanks to LazyKatze again for her edits and help making this chapter, she's amazing and helped out throughout. Easily my best bud. Also small thanks to majisuka on tumblr, she helped with the tattoo placement. She's a pretty fab artist and writer, check her out.

For the choice facto today, the first two line ever written for choice was in fact the line Yang: "Well you're a bitch," Weiss: "Well I fucked your sister" part from this chapter. In Fact it's questionable which idea came first, the college au idea, or the sex comeback.