A Harsh Reality Ch. 1: The Beginnings

Some pre-story stuff that I'm sure will come up as I'm writing, but I'm way too lazy to actually think it through. This is rated M out of safety and probable sexual implications that will come up later on in the story, but there will be no lemon/smut {as I am too young to properly write that}. It is slightly darker then normal, but I can't write a 100% happy story. For those of you familiar with my work, some of these scenarios might seem oddly familiar. I promise, that is exactly what I intended. I wound up loving some of the background plot I created, and decided to explore those scenarios a little bit more.

Weiss looked up at her new home, Beacon. Coming off of summer break, she was fairly certain that another year at this school wouldn't kill her. In the past year, she managed to make war with everyone on her team, and then resolve those problems very quickly. Especially their fearless leader, the little girl in the red hood. Weiss pushed open the door to make her way to the dorms, and thought about her teams conversation earlier in the year.

We can't afford an apartment, Yang had said. And the second year dorms are supposed to be better.

I can easily fund an apartment for all of us, Weiss argued. And like I care? I'm sure that there will be some scenario where I have a virtual death sentence hovering above my head.

Come on Weiss, one more year in the dorms, Ruby had replied. And if we find a good improvement, we can go to the third year dorms. If not, we'll switch to an apartment.

Weiss could never resist her leader for very long, which did nothing but infuriate her even more. As soon as Weiss had learned to accept Ruby as their leader, she found her to be very competent in battle. She still needed a lot of help in way of the classroom, but that Weiss and Blake were both willing to provide.

Blake, Weiss thought, testing the word on her tongue. The former White Fang Faunus, the one that Weiss had distrusted right off the bat. Her quiet demeanor never fooled Weiss, never lead her to believe that she was a good girl with an innocent background. That being said, Weiss never anticipated her being a member of the White Fang. If it wasn't for her, Weiss might never of have began to trust Faunus as a whole. She had come to sort of trust Blake, and learning about her true heritage just showed her that maybe the Faunus weren't all that bad.

That left her with Yang. The blonde brawler with a wicked temper for anyone bold enough to comment on her chest, touch her hair, or do anything to harm her little sister. She wasn't a hot head, nor was she always angry. She was probably the second most exuberant person on their team {Ruby taking top on that category} and was just a very happy person. But when she was mad, there was no one who could beat her. Weiss was lucky her qualms had never reached a breaking point with the brawler.

She reached their new dorm, and silently opened up the door. It was 6 in the morning, and Weiss was relatively sure she would be the only one there. She looked in, and saw Blake already lying on her bed, a book propped open in her hands.

"Hey Weiss," Blake said, never taking a moment to look up. "You're here early."

"I could say the same for you," Weiss replied. Blake shrugged, and continued to read her book. Weiss sat down on one of the beds, and looked over by Blake. She could see that she had already setup her bookshelf, and her luggage was unpacked. What she could also see, was that Blake's bed and the bed next to it was already being moved closer together. Here we go again, Weiss thought grumpily.

Blake watched the heiress unpack. She held the appearance of reading the book, but was only glancing at the pages. She had read the book before, and it was a favorite tactic of hers when it came to observing their team. She cared for her team, and trusted them wholeheartedly. But if there was one thing that her time in the White Fang taught her, always be prepared for the one's you trust to betray you. It made the pain easier to deal with.

Blake watched as Weiss setup her painting, and look over at the dresser by her bed. She turned around the room, and quickly counted.

"All of us get our own dresser?" She asked. Blake nodded, her face still partially blocked by her book. "What about closets?"

"Still one shared one," Blake replied.

"Damn," Weiss grumbled.

"Only you have anything to put up in there, since Ruby doesn't ever leave her cloak up." Weiss nodded, and pulled out the four white dresses she owned. Her background as an heiress taught her to be prepared to go to anything formal at the drop of a hat, though what that would be at Beacon was beyond Blake.

"When do you think our partners will be here?" Weiss asked, slowly adjusting one of her dresses.

"Knowing how much Yang loves the mornings," Blake added in, a rare smile concealed by her book. "I'd guess around noon."

"That soon?" Weiss asked, somewhat surprised.

"They live together, Weiss. And Ruby is certainly a morning person." Weiss smiled for a moment, and finished putting up her dress. "Orientation is later on," Blake remembered suddenly.

"Orientation?" Weiss asked, clearly confused. "Why do we need orientation?"

"Don't know," Blake added in. "I can't remember ever hearing about a second year class having to through orientation." Weiss just shrugged, and lay back in her bed. She stood up almost immediately, and then looked over by Blake.

"I'm going to grab some coffee," she explained. "You want anything?"

"Tea," Blake replied calmly. Weiss nodded, and exited the dorm. This left Blake with time to think, and time to think was a dangerous thing in Blake's hands.

10:00: Qrow's Home: The Sisters

"Come on Yaaaaaang," Ruby said, poking her sleeping sister furiously. "Get uuuuuuppp."

"Mmmm," Yang groaned, turning away from her sister.

"Yaaaaaaaang, we're going to be late."

"Is there anything that we need to be there for?"

"Well, there's orientation at 3:00, and-."

"Wake me up then." Yang curled up into her blankets, and scooted closer to the edge of her bed. Ruby pushed Yang out of the bed, and the blonde stood straight up. "What the fuck?" She asked angrily.

"Yang, we have to unpack, and then meet up with our partners," Ruby said, somewhat sternly. The two girls had mare the bare minimal of attempts to stay in contact with their team, and the other two had certainly made even fewer. Now, they were playing catch up, and Ruby was very excited to play catch up.

"Fine," Yang grumbled. She tossed off her shirt, and carefully put another one on. "Only because I miss Blake and I love you." Ruby smiled, and looked down. She was one step ahead of Yang, and several hours earlier. She ran a quick maintenance check, and waited on the wild girl to wrap up.

Team RWBY's New Dorm

Weiss quietly sipped at her coffee, taking great care to avoid burning herself. In the absence of school, her normal responsibilities as an heiress, and her two rambunctious teammates, she found herself with very little to do. Blake read, while Weiss sipped at coffee. She was on her fourth cup, drinking at what most would consider an unhealthy rate. Weiss was fine though, her ability to consume caffeine matched only by the brawler on her team. The door suddenly opened, and Weiss realized what it meant.

"Hellooooo," Yang sang. "How are you two."

"Fine," the other two said in unison.

"Oh," Yang replied, slightly crushed by the calm answers. "Well, we're doing great. How were your summers?"

"Fine," they repeated.

"Do you have anything else to add?" Ruby asked.

"No," they replied. Ruby realized that she had nothing to add, and just set her sights on unpacking. Yang had already started, and they were already being forced to move around the beds to make some room.

When the sisters had finished, the beds were back to being a stacked up mess.

"I knew this would happen!" Weiss said angrily. "A four bedroom apartment, or even three bedroom, and we wouldn't have this issue!"

"Bunk beds!" Ruby said excitedly, completely ignoring her partner. She had already stepped forward, to begin construction, but Weiss had quickly grabbed her eager partner.

"Slow down Ruby," she said as soft as she could. "I will let you take a top bunk, but please avoid suspending it on ropes and threatening my life."

"Do you have any other suggestions?" Blake asked. Weiss started, and stopped immediately.

"Just make sure the ropes are secure," Weiss gave in. The four girls quickly assembled the two bunk beds, and admired their handy-work. Yang and Blake had learned their lesson, and used ropes along with some of Blake's spare books, ones that would be switched out as the year wore on. Weiss and Ruby's bunk bed was assembled with nothing but ropes, but they used a few extra ones this time. Either way, Weiss knew that sleep would be hard to come by that night.

"Alright!" Ruby said, raising her arms back in the air. "Team RWBY is back together!"

Unknown Location

He placed down his scroll, and growled angrily. They had stayed apart during the summer, allowing him to work without interruption. But now they were assembled, and that meant issues. He was sure that the few times that Ozpin had sent them after him had completely escaped their mind, but he couldn't forget. He needed to continue to work, but they could be an issue. He needed a way to get to them through his current assets, which meant that he was going to have to run some things through his employer.

End: Sorry for the shorter chapter, but that's the way I roll for initial chapters not based directly off the plot for RWBY. Setting some shtuff up. Questions, comments, follows, favorites, and feedback is greatly appreciated {I hope for their to be more, longer chapters}.