It was a Saturday morning, the sun shining brightly through the window. Pyrrha was the first one to wake, judging by the snores and occasional movements of her teammates. Thinking back on the events of the previous day, a bright red blush spread across her face.

I told Blake that I liked her…

Fretting over what Blake's response would be, she got up and went to go have breakfast to take her mind off it. When she reached the cafeteria however, there were a few people already there, one of which was none other than the Faunus herself. As soon as she saw her Pyrrha immediately turned around to leave, Blake spotting her as she left.

I don't think I'm ready to hear her response just yet, Pyrrha thought to herself. She hadn't been expecting Blake to be awake so early, much less in the cafeteria. Blake meanwhile continued to cutely nibble on her tuna, her mind also focused on Pyrrha's words from the day before. She couldn't help but think it quite endearing how the confident Pyrrha completely shut down at the mere sight of her, and after she had finished eating she set out to search for Pyrrha.

She probably won't be in her room. That would be too obvious. It's clear she's trying to avoid me so she'll probably be hiding somewhere else, but somewhere not too far from the cafeteria. She didn't know whether I'd get up and follow her so…

As Blake walked past the ladies bathroom, she turned her head and a small smile cracked across her lips.

There.

Pushing open the door, she did indeed find Pyrrha inside, just staring into the mirror before animatedly creaking her neck to face Blake, once again losing the words to say to her.

'Hi, Pyrrha.'

'Hello,' she responded, trying to sound as natural as possible.

'You're really bad at the whole hiding to avoid me thing, you know that?'

'I just… I…'

'Don't worry about it, I understand,' she reassured the redhead. 'I get that what happened yesterday was probably quite embarrassing for you, and that's fine,' Blake comforted.

'Yes, that's one way of putting it,' Pyrrha replied nervously.

'You want to talk about it somewhere else?'

'Am I allowed to say no?' Pyrrha asked.

'Nope,' Blake answered with a mischievous grin.

'Guess I've got to go along with you then,' Pyrrha begrudgingly stated. Part of her was nervous, but another part of her was happy that Blake was forcing her through this. It would give her a chance to put her feelings out on the table without any regrets, and hear Blake's thoughts at the same time. Heading to Blake's favourite corner of the grounds, the two sat basking in the sunlight while they talked.

'So, you like me in a romantic way, right?' Blake asked.

Straight to the point.

'Yes, I do. I thought it was just because you reminded me of someone else, but afterwards I still couldn't get you out of my head. I realised that I genuinely did love you. Maybe it was my memories that sparked my interest in you, but somewhere along the way I fell for you Blake.'

'I see,' she replied, obviously thinking about what her next words were going to be. 'If that really is the case, then meet me later tonight. I'll be waiting at the entrance to Beacon at 7 PM. We can talk more then. Don't be late!'

With a smile, Blake left after saying that.

She couldn't really be…

Pyrrha was ecstatic at the thought of Blake being interested in her as well, rushing back to her dorm room practically squealing in delight at the fact that they would be meeting again that night, thoughts of what their night-time activities would entail rushing through her mind.

Does this mean she likes me back?

No, it's too early to say for sure. But if she didn't, why would she go to the trouble of setting up what is pretty much a date?

A million and one thoughts were whizzing through Pyrrha's mind, her head going blank out of both worry and anticipation. She tried to take her mind off it by hanging around with the rest of Team JNPR, but she simply couldn't manage to involve herself in any form of conversation.

'Hey Pyrrha, are you OK?' Jaune asked, noticing that she was being unnaturally quiet.

'Hmm? Oh, yeah. I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me.'

Jaune was dense, but even he could see through Pyrrha's obvious lie. Leaving Nora to pester Ren, he pulled her to one side, whispering to her.

'It's OK, whatever it is that's bothering you, you can tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone else.'

Taking a deep breath, she decided to come out with it. She couldn't just keep it bottled inside her, she was far too excited for that. Speaking quietly, she answered him.

'I'm in love with Blake.'

'Blake? You mean from Team RWBY?'

'Yes,' she replied, a small smile crossing her lips. 'I don't even know when it happened, I just realised it the other day. I managed to convince myself I was just interested in her because she reminded me of someone else, but I couldn't get her out of my head. Even now, I still can't stop thinking about her.'

'Sounds like you're really smitten,' he replied. 'You're serious about her then?'

'Yes. I mean, I can't get her out of my mind for a second.'

'Well what are you waiting around here for then? Go get her!'

'We're meeting up later tonight. She told me to meet her at the front entrance at 7 PM,' Pyrrha explained, the giddiness in her voice evident.

'In that case, I'm sure she'll say yes. Why would she go to all that trouble just to turn you down?' Jaune reasoned, knowing that Pyrrha was nervous about their planned meeting.

'I hope so,' Pyrrha said, grinning from ear to ear.

'Blake,' the familiar voice of Weiss called, 'what have you been using the phone for? This is pretty crazy, you managed to rack up a bill of 20 Lien in the last few hours… what exactly have you been doing?'

'I was just making some arrangements, that's all. I'm heading out later for a while, and figured I'd plan ahead.'

'Are you coming to dinner with us at least?' Weiss asked her, fawning over her looks in the mirror.

'No, I think I'm going to grab some food while I'm out,' Blake replied, having made all the preparations in advance. It was going to be a wonderful night. 'I might be back quite late, so don't wait up for me, OK?'

'If you say so,' the heiress responded, obviously unsure of how to react to Blake's sudden change in mood. She seemed to be planning something big, and that was quite unlike the shy girl Weiss was used to. Whatever it was, she knew it must have been important so she didn't say anything about her concerns to Blake.

Pyrrha paced around, glancing at the clock every few seconds, praying that the time would magically pass by faster if she kept looking at it. 4:06 PM. It was still nearly three hours until their proposed meeting time, and Pyrrha was struggling to keep her cool as she waited.

Is this what love feels like? This pounding in my chest, the aching desire to be with her every second of the day… is that love?

Pyrrha decided to think about that for a while to keep her mind away from the time. Before she knew it, two hours had passed.

6:12 PM. It's almost time.

She had showered three times in the past hour out of nervousness, and had put her hair up and let it down at least a dozen times, trying to decide which looked better. Jaune of all people had been the one to give her the most sound advice: he told her that Blake was particularly fond of classical music, so she had purchased a CD of a famous composer and planned to give it to her on their night out. The time soon came, the clock just turning 6:55. Deciding to head out, she gave herself one quick look in the mirror to make sure she looked OK, opting to keep her hair in its trademark ponytail and wearing a long red and orange dress.

When she got outside, the sight of beauty that stood before her was astonishing. Blake had the most amazing black dress on, adorned with golden silk woven into the hem in incredibly detailed patterns, the colours matching the Faunus perfectly. Pyrrha was lost for words. It was only when Blake spoke to her that she managed to squeeze out words of her own.

'Ready to go?' Blake asked her, a knowing smile on her face as she anxiously awaited the night ahead.

'Y-yes…' Pyrrha said, still stunned by the radiant beauty next to her.

Their walk had an awkward silence to it, Pyrrha not knowing what to say. She had rehearsed what she would talk about countless times, but at the moment of seeing Blake all those thoughts melted away. Luckily, the girl beside her saved her from her predicament.

'The stars really are beautiful tonight, aren't they?'

That one line of conversation erased the tense feeling in the air, Pyrrha loosening up to admire the beauty of the evening sky.

'Yes, it's quite a sight. Forecasters say we might even see aurora borealis tonight. I've heard it's an experience that you'll never forget for the rest of your life.'

Soon after, the two were talking about small things like they were the best of friends, before Blake soon stopped outside a restaurant, holding the door open for Pyrrha.

'What's this?'

'My answer,' Blake replied happily. Pyrrha's heart leapt at her words.

Her answer? But this is a fancy restaurant, and she sounded quite happy… does this mean… she likes me?

The two of them entered, Pyrrha still shell-shocked by the news, her mind a blur.

'Hello, yes, I reserved a table for two earlier.'

'Your name, please?'

'Blake Belladonna.'

As the waiter checked the list, he soon gave an approving nod.

'Please follow me.'

The two soon found themselves sat in a private corner of the restaurant, one which even the richest of customers couldn't access.

'How did you manage all this?' Pyrrha asked, her face a mixture of wonder and surprise.

'Let's just say I know the manager here. I asked him to pull a few strings for me, and voila. Here we are.'

The waiter came back through, bringing with him two menus.

'Please choose whatever you like. Your expenses have already been covered Madame Belladonna.'

'Madame Belladonna,' Pyrrha repeated after the waiter had left, pretending to be posh. Blake giggled slightly at the entertaining sight.

I'm glad I can share my time with you like this, Pyrrha. I wish every day could be like this.

'What are you thinking about getting?' Pyrrha asked, her mind boggled by all the posh foods on the menu.

'I think I'll go for the caviar. It's always been a favourite of mine, plus the chef here does it really nicely. What about you?'

'I think I'll just stick with the soup,' she replied with a laugh. After calling the waiter back over and placing their order, Blake whispered something in the waiter's ear, to which he nodded.

'Yes ma'am, as you request.'

'What was that?' Pyrrha asked, intrigued by her secret conversation.

'A surprise,' Blake replied with a mischievous smile.

Everything's going so well, she thought to herself. I never thought I could enjoy happiness like this... Pyrrha, you really are something else.

When the delicious smell of well-prepared food wafted through to their corner, the waiter placed their food down, followed immediately by something that shocked Pyrrha. Entering after him, two men brought in a wooden board, on it a message written with the flowers that adorned it.

'Here's my answer, Pyrrha.'

Pyrrha raised her hands to her lips, almost wanting to cry from happiness. Calling it beautiful would have been an understatement. To Pyrrha, that single gesture made her happier than she thought possible.

'Do you like it? They're hibiscuses. I ordered them specifically because they remind me of you. They're beautiful and graceful flowers, but they also have a fiery colour to them that gives the impression of strength.'

'Like it? I love it! It's… it's beautiful…'

She couldn't believe Blake would go this far for her, but it made her unbelievably happy. The two continued to talk over their food, the atmosphere being that of pure joy from the happiness the night had brought both of them. During their talk, at some point Blake's hand had crept over towards Pyrrha's, their fingers intertwining. The redhead was surprised, but returned the gesture and smiled at the black-haired girl in front of her. After thanking the waiter for his pleasant service, Blake left him a tip and the two girls headed out, their hands never disconnecting from one another all the way back to Beacon.

'We should probably part ways here,' Blake told Pyrrha at the gate, staring into the girls jade eyes. 'It's probably for the best if people don't start talking about us just yet,' she joked.

'Yeah,' Pyrrha said, a sad but understanding tone to her voice. She didn't want to leave Blake's side, having thoroughly enjoyed every part of their night. 'Oh, I got this for you,' she said, remembering the CD she had bought.

'You bought me a CD?'

After realising it was by one of her favourite artists, her face lit up.

'I love this one! How did you know?'

Deciding to tell a little white lie, Pyrrha simply responded;

'Just a hunch. Anyway, I'd better head back. It's getting pretty late.'

As she prepared to head back to her dorm room however, Blake cupped Pyrrha's face in her hands, her lips quickly connecting with Pyrrha's. The kiss melted away all of Pyrrha's sadness, the redhead quickly letting herself be lost in the pleasure of the moment. Stroking Pyrrha's cheek with her fingers, Blake said something that made Pyrrha happier than ever.

'You know, I realised something tonight. I love you too, Pyrrha.'

With that, she headed back to her room, shooting loving glances back as she left. The time was 10:12 PM, and the others must have been tired after a long day as they were already asleep, Blake quietly following suit, the events of the night still fresh in her memory.

Everything went perfectly, she happily thought. It feels good to feel needed, she realised, before putting those thoughts out of her head as she turned over to go to sleep.

Pyrrha tried to sneak into her bed unnoticed, but as she lay down the familiar voice of a certain blonde dunce whispered to her.

'How did it go?'

'It was… perfect. Tonight is a night I won't forget for the rest of my life.'

'Sounds like you enjoyed it. I take it you and her are a thing now then?'

'Pretty much,' Pyrrha responded, unable to hide her excitement, her exhaustion also showing through.

'I'll let you sleep. Good night,' Jaune told her.

'Night,' she replied, resting her head against the pillow.

Tonight really is a night that will remain in my head for the rest of my life, she happily thought as she drifted to sleep.