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The sun was irritatingly hot for this late in the day. It was nearly evening already and it seemed as if the day's heat just refused to leave. Weiss shifted the Beacon Cafeteria bags hanging from her hands to a slightly more comfortable spot, one where they didn't cut into her palms quite so much and turned to see how Yang was doing. Her right arm was splinted and held up in a sling, but the blonde had refused to be useless and was carrying three two-liter bottles of soda in her left hand, the necks all pinched between her fingers. It was her stubborn headedness that had gotten them in this situation in the first place.

First, Yang went and got herself hurt. Who would bring down the beast they were flying on without having a landing strategy first? Apparently Yang would. Then, she had refused medical attention when they returned to campus. Insisting that everyone else be checked before herself, even though she was the only one bleeding. Nora was fine, she woke up during the walk back and was no worse for wear, having been lucky enough to land in upturned dirt and not on a rock somewhere. Pyrrha had enough aura left when she was hit that it completely absorbed the hit, she had just been a little stunned. But Yang? Yang Xiaolong ended up requiring a splint for her arm, stitching on her leg and extensive bandaging over what seemed like most of her body. It was mostly to prevent infection while her aura healed her, but she still looked like she was wearing a cheap zombie costume. The medical staff said her aura should have her healed and back in class by morning, but had still recommended an evening of bed rest to recover. That was when Ruby declared Team RWBY slumber party night and demanded they all join Yang for a night in the dorm room, eating junk food and watching bad movies or playing video games or some such activity.

Honestly Weiss was just glad she and Blake had the room to themselves on Friday because the peace and quiet, the companionable silence, the muffled flipping of book pages, that was an enjoyable way to spend an evening. It had also meant that Weiss had actually managed to get ahead on her studying and homework. She had finished her reports for Oobleck's and Port's classes, got her things in order for Dust Mechanics and even had time to read up on some fighting styles she hadn't had time to properly examine otherwise. So, Weiss was actually looking forward to an evening of relaxing with her team, just as long as the sisters could manage to not be too intolerable.

Ruby had pulled rank on them and demanded sugary beverages and piles of junk food for that evening's activities. She said something about it being the best way to recover from their horrific experience with the Alpha Nevermore. When they were deciding who would go get the supplies, Weiss had immediately volunteered. At least if she went along, she could make sure there were things she would want to eat among all the candy and cookies. Then Yang had demanded that she come along as well, instead of feeling useless in the dorm doing nothing. So now here they were, Weiss carrying enough food for four people and Yang trudging along behind her with a stupidly huge grin on her face. At least she looked like she was feeling better already, that was good. The way she looked after she jumped out in front of the monster, the mess her hair was in, the blood soaked through her clothes. That had terrified Weiss.

"Yang…?" Weiss realized she had been staring as Yang caught up and felt as if she had to say something, but halfway through the other girl's name remembered she hadn't thought of something to say. "Thank you." Yang grinned at her and lifted the bottles up by her face.

"What for these? I'm sorry I can't do more." Yang laughed, "Makes me feel kinda useless, only having one arm." Yang chuckled good naturedly and finally caught up to Weiss. Weiss turned and walked with her, slowing considerably to match the injured girl's pace.

"I didn't mean for that. Though you really should have let someone else come so they could actually help." Weiss was trying to thank her but didn't see the harm in pointing out her obvious mental lapse at the same time.

"Nah, and leave me alone with Rubes right now? She wouldn't be letting me do anything. She'd probably have me laid up in bed and be forcing me to pet Zwei for his healing properties." Yang looked off at the dorm room window in the not so far distance. Weiss had to smile at that, it sounded exactly like what Ruby would do and petting that adorable little fur ball could not possibly hurt. It had always helped Weiss in times of distress, so it should be good for Yang too.

"Yes, well." Weiss cleared her throat, trying to get them back on track to what she had meant to say. She came up with it to fill the space in their silent walk, but now that she couldn't get it out she felt like she had to. "I was going to thank you for saving my life today." Weiss refused to look at Yang, embarrassed that she had needed saving in the first place.

"Oh don't mention it Snow Flake." Yang grinned at Weiss's instant grimace. Did she use those name specifically to irk her? That had to be the case because it was the only reaction she ever got. "That's what we're here for right? To protect each other."

"That's true," Weiss had to agree with her logic, "Still, I obviously appreciate it and I wanted to make you aware." Weiss granted Yang a rare smile. It wasn't that Weiss didn't smile very often, at jokes or at accomplishments. It's just that she didn't very often smile for someone else. She hoped Yang realized the import of that.

"So Ruby seems better doesn't she?" Yang hefted the bottles in her arm slightly, readjusting them as Weiss had done with the bags earlier.

"Do you need me to get those?" Weiss looked down at the bottles. They did seem to be bothering Yang and she could certainly slip them into one of her bags or find a way to carry them.

"No, I got 'em." Yang gripped the necks of the bottles tighter in her fingers to prove just how in control she was. Weiss shook her head in resignation, stubborn headed fool.

"I agree though, Ruby and Jaune appear to be handling things much better now. Somewhat like mature human beings." Weiss turned her attention back to the walkway in front of her and decided the best way to ignore how hurt Yang was and how adamantly she refused to acknowledge it was to not look at her and her bandages and her sling. At least the medical bandages looked much cleaner and proper than the scraps of Weiss's skirt tied around her wounds had.

"Yeah, I'm glad really. It would have sucked for Ruby's first relationship to end really badly." Yang sounded almost sad.

"Yes, and if they had been unable to reconcile, team trainings would have been very awkward." Weiss tried to laugh at her own joke but Yang just sighed, "What? That wasn't that bad was it?"

"Wuh? No. Sorry." Yang sounded even more distant than before. Weiss glanced over and saw that she was still watching the dorm window. "I just… I worry about her ya know? Like, I thought she and Jaune would be good together but she couldn't handle it. I don't know."

"Well Yang, she just barely started dating at all. You can't expect her to get it right on the first try can you?" Weiss was astounded, given Yang's track record, that she would expect someone else, her own sister even, to get along so well.

"I know. I don't know. Maybe it's just because I'm done with all the playing around and stuff. I just never figured Ruby would have a lot of relationships like I did." Yang shook her head and glanced around them, breaking her visage of the dorm room. "Can we sit down?" Weiss immediately veered over to a bench along the path, set her things down and turned to help Yang.

"Are you still feeling hurt? Her let me take those from you." Weiss reached out for the bottles and Yang laughed.

"I'm fine. It's just, we're talking and if we get back in with everyone else we won't. It's nice ya know?" Yang set her load down easily and lowered herself gingerly into the seat.

"Oh, okay then." Weiss corrected her harried posture and sat next to Yang. This was rather unexpected of her, but she had to admit that she was right. It seemed that whenever they were alone together they could keep a conversation going, but in front of the team it always dissolved into bickering. Just because Yang put her in situations where she had to save face so often. That os Weiss would make some simple correction that the blonde would then blow far out of proportion.

"It's just that I've always been the one that dated a lot and saw a bunch of people, guys, girls, whatever. But now, I realize that was really dumb and it was just a waste of time. I don't want Ruby to do that too. I want her to be with someone that makes her happy all the time." Yang leaned back and stared up at the tree above them, the late afternoon light filtering through the leaves, casting a ruddy glow on her blonde hair. It looked particularly strange on the strand of purple which Weiss still couldn't get used to.

"I don't think you have to worry about that with her. If anything, she may be too serious about dating and that's why it went the way it did. She didn't let the two of them have any fun at all." Weiss crossed her legs and folded her hands neatly in her lap. It seemed more likely now that Yang wanted to sort out her thoughts on her sister and that obviously wouldn't quite work in front of her sister.

"Yeah you're probably right." Yang shifted in her seat and looked at Weiss. "Have you ever dated someone?" Weiss almost fell over in shock.

"Err, that's rather sudden Yang." Weiss composed herself as best she could, trying to cover up exactly how flustered that particular question made her.

"Well I mean, you understand it all pretty well. I was just wondering, since you're rich and all. You probably had a ton of guys chasing after you back in Atlas right?" Yang shifted again to lean against the opposite arm rest, so she was turned completely towards Weiss. Apparently they were going to be here a while.

"Well," Weiss cleared her throat, "I wouldn't say chasing, but yes I did have many potential suitors. Father always wanted the best for me and would constantly introduce me to this company head or that up and coming businessman or his son." Weiss suppressed a shudder at the memory of being introduced to men twice her own age by her father.

"That sounds pretty awful." Yang actually laughed, laughed right in the face of one of Weiss's most shameful memories of her past. "I mean, did you ever actually go out with any of them though?"

"Well, I would be obligated to entertain a first date on occasion but I never extended the charade further than that. None of them ever interested me in that way." Weiss rolled her shoulders back individually to correct her posture. She had slouched while she thought back on her past and had to correct the slip.

"Did anyone?" Yang was still watching her, those purple eyes that perfectly matched the dyed strand of hair were so intense, so focused.

"This is all very unexpected from you Yang." Weiss had no idea where this string of questions was heading.

"Oh, sorry." Yang broke eye contact and looked back up at the tree, "I just got talking I guess." Weiss looked on for a second, watching Yang watch the sky, the leaves.

"But, no. I don't believe I have ever seen any man that way. Definitely none of the boys here." Weiss looked away slowly as Yang's gaze dropped back down to her. She didn't want it to look as if she was avoiding her eye contact, but also did not want Yang to know she had been staring at her. Yang looked but didn't say anything. "I think I may want to try though, if there were someone who interested me." Weiss said after a long silence, it seemed like Yang was waiting for her to say more and the relative silence had been beginning to make her uncomfortable.

"What do you think of other girls?" Yang asked slowly. Honestly, this question did not catch Weiss as off guard as it should have. It's not that she hadn't thought about it before and she knew that Yang had dated men and women before.

"Well. Atlas is very old fashioned when it comes to things like that. Very conservative. So it really wouldn't be accepted by my family or the company." Weiss had to look away from Yang as she continued. "But, that isn't to say I would be opposed to it for those reasons. My father did not support my coming here either."

"So….?" Yang asked hesitantly again. Why was she so intent and knowing all about Weiss's exual preferences all of a sudden?

"Well, I guess it would depend on the woman." Weiss turned and watched Yang's face for any reaction. Was she trying to see if she was interested in Ruby at all or if there was a chance that something may develop between them that was more than being partners. "I would want it to be someone at least my age though. I don't think I could date someone much younger than me." Weiss had absolutely zero romantic interest in Ruby and she needed Yang to know that.

"Yeah, I can understand that." Yang nodded and looked back out into the distance. They sat there for a moment, but without her eyes on her, Weiss felt much more comfortable than before, less pressured. She actually enjoyed the silence they shared, if only she had a book, or if it wasn't so hot out. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back just slightly, trying to enjoy the heat instead of suffer in it, trying to ignore the fact that most of what she could see of Yang was bandaged and splinted. "We should probably head back yeah? Don't want anyone getting the wrong idea." Yang turned and winked to Weiss before standing. She grabbed the bottles of soda from where she'd left them on the ground, winding her fingers in between the necks to grab them all at once.

"Will you at least let me carry those. Here." Weiss shoved an armful of the bags she had been carrying at Yang and took the bottles from her. She slipped the remaining bags over her elbow and hefted all three bottles with both arms, clutching them to her chest.

"Woah, woah alright." Yang laughed and took the bags with her good hand, lifting their weight with ease.

"You are so stubborn sometimes, honestly." Weiss huffed as she readjusted the unwieldy load in her arms, trying to press the bottles together in such a way that they wouldn't slip. "Can you not take a hint?" Yang just laughed again and motioned for Weiss to take the lead. Which she promptly did, strutting out ahead of Yang at a pace she was sure would leave the injured girl behind.

Apparently much of Yang's earlier slowness had been due more to her thoughtful state than her injuries though, as she easily kept pace at Weiss's side, boots clomping along the concrete a harsh contrast to the sharp clacks of Weiss's heels. Weiss refused to deem the oaf worthy of any further conversation and they made their way quickly to the front doors of the dorm building. Weiss reached for the handle and almost dropped the soda, having to pull back quickly to stop from dropping them everywhere. Yang rushed forward and grabbed the handle with her good arm, letting the bags swing around her wrist.

"I got it." she announced the obvious cheerfully.

"Yes, thank you." Weiss pulled her shoulders back and attempted to strut through the door with her pride intact, damaged as it may be. In order to hide her embarrassment she stepped quickly to the stairs, not waiting for Yang to catch up. She just had to make it to the room and then she could hide all this behind a tirade of healthy eating habits and the idiocy of staying up late on a sugar high on a Sunday before school.

Weiss started up the thick, carpeted stairs, keeping her eyes at the goal, the landing at the top of the stairs. Once she was there she could turn around and look confidently back at Yang struggling to make her way up. What would she say to drive her point home, that she was perfectly composed and that Yang shouldn't volunteer to help with jobs she was too injured to do. As the phrase began to formulate in Weiss's mind, the step dissolved beneath her foot, thick carpet giving way beneath her right heel at the very edge of the stair. She barely had time to yelp in surprise as the soda went flying from her arms, hands darting outward to arrest her fall. But, her palms never touched the carpet. There was a thickly muscled arm around her waist, the shopping bag slapping lamely against her leg from where it hung at Yang's wrist.

"Whoa there Princess, be careful. You might lose a slipper." Yang smirked and Weiss was sorry she had turned to look at her at all. Yang locked eyes with her for an instant, mirth fading suddenly to some sort of contemplation.

"You're supposed to help me up now you oaf." Weiss said as evenly as she could despite the growing warmth in her cheeks that she knew was visible under these horrid lights. Yang's lips stretched back into a grin and she pulled up to a standing position, bringing Weiss with her, holding the slim heiress against herself and only releasing her once they were standing completely. Weiss corrected her blouse, pulling it straight again and then looked for the discarded bottles of sugary poison. Of course, they had ruptured and sprayed all over the stairs and walls, of course they had. Luckily none had gotten on her or her clothing though. Weiss glanced to see if even one had survived and was happy to find a sealed one near Yang's feet. She was much less happy to see Yang's legs and feet covered in a dull red cherry flavored beverage.

"You're welcome" Yang said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry." Weiss said as she picked up the bottle from by Yang's feet. Luckily the bags of chips and cookies in the shopping bags over Weiss's elbow had remained intact, though the chips were probably crushed.

"You know, for saving you and all. Again." Yang cocked her head to the side with a grin. The purple dyed strand of hair fell in front of her face whenever she did that and she always tucked it behind her ear. Surely she didn't like that constant reminder that her beautiful hair had been tainted.

"No, I mean for getting soda on you like this." Weiss pointed at Yang's feet as she stood. She really had made an absolute mess of the stairwell.

"No big deal." Yang lifted her feet and inspected her legs casually, "It'll wash off." She smiled back at Weiss, the huge grin not fading even a little.

"Well come on, we should hurry. Now I have to come clean this all and Ruby will probably want more than one bottle of soda." Weiss huffed in irritation and turned from Yang to finish climbing the stairs, making sure to step fully on each step, nearly running her toes into the runner of the next stair every time. She would not embarrass herself further in front of Yang. Not in the next five minutes.

Yang followed behind her without a word. Weiss did not even want to think of what was running through the blonde's head. Surely it was some catalog of jokes to throw at Weiss as soon as they were back in the dorm. To humiliate her for tripping once they had the whole other two members of their team as an audience. She was so insufferable sometimes, even if she did catch her and save her. They reached the door and Weiss now had a free hand to fish her scroll out of her pocket for the lock, since she had left most of the soda back on the stairs.

"Hold up Weiss. I forgot something earlier." Yang said from behind her. Weiss turned to face her, what could Yang have possibly forgotten? How could this little errand run get any worse? She spun on the blonde ready to reprimand her for her inattentiveness but was immediately silenced by a pair of lips over her own.

Yang only held the kiss for a moment, just long enough for Weiss to comprehend exactly what was happening. Just long enough for her arms to unclench at her sides. Just long enough for her to decide that she was perfectly okay with it and for the angry words to die in her throat.

"Sorry." Yang said as she pulled away. "I just-"

"You're going to have to help me clean the stairwell now. Broken arm or not." Weiss cut her off then leaned up and gave the startled blonde a light kiss on the cheek. "Not a word." She returned to the door and let them into the dorm.

A/N - Ahhhhhh, that was so short. So short but like, it just had to end right there didn't it? Also, I'm really not sorry about the arm joke.

Okay, roast me. That was terrible right? Freezerburn is kind of a guilty pleasure I guess. Sue me. But honestly, what did you think? Too cheesy?

Don't hate me too much. You get two more chapters over the weekend right? Yes of course you do. I don't miss publication dates. Can't wait to hear from all you wonderful people.

-Zach