Crushed

Roman

After the yellow brat almost disfigured me, I run to another hideout, where I mentally kick myself, both for allowing myself to be beaten and for failing to keep Black captive. How the hell did Yellow know about Cinder? Because of that, I'm fucked when she finds out what happened. As if hearing my thoughts, Cinder enters my hideout, literal fires burning in her eyes. I can tell she's pissed.

"You idiot, Roman!" she yells, and I flinch. "I gave you one thing to do, and you lose the Faunus. You had an army with you, dammit!"

"It... It's these kids. They're tougher than they look," I half-heartedly answer, hoping she doesn't incinerate me. "And when Yellow's pissed, it's better to let her have what she wants."

"You think the fury of a child matters to me?" Cinder says in a much softer tone. "No, Roman, I'm the one you should worry about."

By now, the flames in her eyes have died down, but there's still a dangerous glint in them. I'm almost praying there's some way I can remedy the situation without dying.

"Lucky for you, Roman, I have a backup plan," Cinder tells me. "When I give you the signal, follow these orders exactly. Otherwise..." A fireball appears in her hand with this last word, before she fills me in on her new plan. My eyes widen as I listen to the details. Oh boy, this is gonna be fun.

Yang

We're back to classes. Damn. This weekend was great, apart from the stressful part when we didn't know what had happened to Blake, but it all worked out. Unfortunately, Professor Oobleck decided it would be an awesome idea to have a surprise test today. In first period. I never study unless I know there's a test, so I know I'm screwed. After marking every multiple choice question as "C", and half-assing my way through the written section, I hand my test in and wait for the bell.

Next, we have sparring practice with Goodwitch. I actually like this class, because I'm supposed to punch stuff to get grades, so it suits me just fine. Unfortunately, due to the upcoming dance, the veteran Huntress has decided we need to learn how to dance formally. She tells us to partner up, so I of course go with Blake. Looking around, I see Pyrrha not giving Jaune a choice about who his partner was gonna be. No surprise there. After a couple of minutes, only two people are on their own. Ruby and the Ice Queen. Both looking highly embarrassed, but Weiss looking slightly more dignified, they reluctantly take each other by the hand and follow Glynda's instructions along with the rest of the class. I'm unable to concentrate, because I'm too busy either trying not to laugh at how flustered the other half of Team RWBY look, or trying to figure out where the embarrassment's coming from. There are pairs of guys who seem fine, just a tad uncomfortable, so it can't be the fact that they're the same gender. I still don't wanna believe that Ruby might have a crush on Weiss, but every day it seems there's more evidence pointing at that possibility. It also seems that Weiss may return at least some feelings, but the stuck-up heiress would never admit it, nor will I say anything.

Distracted, I trip over Blake's feet a lot. She's not as coordinated as usual either, occasionally stealing glances at our teammates and smiling, so she doesn't seem to upset by this. The professor, on the other hand...

"Ms Xiao Long! Are you even going to make an effort? You're gonna be representing Beacon and all of Vale at this event, so you'd better figure out what you're doing," she tells me sternly.

The class continues in much the same way until the bell, at which point I rush outside and crack up. Blake follows shortly, accompanying my hysterics with a more controlled laugh. Ruby and Weiss exit the class, both of their faces the same colour as Ruby's cloak. When they see us laughing, they are most definitely not amused. We head to the cafeteria for our lunch break, during which Ruby is quieter than usual, and Weiss stares at her fingernails the whole time.

"What do you think's going on with those two?" Blake whispers in my ear.

"No idea. But I'll be damned if I don't tease them about it," I whisper back, relishing the thought of how annoying I'm going to be. "So, Ruby, how'd you like dancing with Weiss?" I ask my sister with a mischievous grin on my face.

"It was fine! Totally fine and not weird at all," she answers, blushing yet again.

"It was a necessity, Yang," Weiss says sternly, before looking back at her nails. "It meant nothing." I note how both of them sounded like they were trying to play it cool in their own ways. Interesting.

"Pyrrha, got a date yet?" I ask the Mistralian warrior.

"No, not yet," she replies.

I smirk at Vomit Boy. "So, when are you going dress shopping?" I ask him. He looks worried, and rightly so. The dance is this Sunday. If he doesn't grow a brain and notice Pyrrha's blindingly obvious affection in the next five days, he's gonna have a night of embarrassment he'll never live down. Being the good friend I am, I'll make sure he never lives it down, I think. Deep down, I do feel bad for him though. I decide I'll wait until Friday, then if he's still being dense, give him a small push.

"This morning, I had SOOOOOO MUUUUUCH syrup!" Nora yells suddenly. "I had like, three jars!"

"You're unbelievably calm for someone who's consumed that much sugar," Blake tells her. "I couldn't tell anything was out of the ordinary."

Nora then decides she needs MORE sugar, so she attempts to raid the kitchen. The smell of fresh-baked cookies wafts out, causing Ruby to perk up immediately. She follows Nora, and I pity the school cooks. When those two want sugar, they get sugar, no matter what.

No one complains that Nora's gone, because it means a temporary respite from her stories. We all like her just as much as any of the other members of the two teams, but she's a bit hard to handle at times, even for me, and I've put up with Ruby for a decade and a half. Of course, I still love my baby sister, I don't begrudge her all the times she annoyed me when we were growing up.

At that point, the hyper girls return, Nora covered in syrup, Ruby with cookie crumbs around her mouth.

"Hey, Weiss, wanna kiss the crumbs off Ruby's face?" I tease, but I'm met with a glare so cold it could stop me when someone touches my hair. At least, it would be able to, were Weiss not blushing furiously at the comment. She decides to leave before I can say anything else, and storms out of the cafeteria, probably to our dorm.

"Uhh... What?" asks Jaune, confused at what he just saw.

"I have no idea what's between them. But it's fun to tease them," I answer.

"You should tease them a little less, honey," Blake tells me.

"Okay, fine, I'll put my mouth to a different use," I answer, before kissing her suddenly. When I pull away, she has a smile on her face, and Ren seems surprised, but doesn't say anything.

Nora, on the other hand, squeals "you guys are so cuuuute!", drawing the attention of a group of boys in the year above us who are sitting at the next table. They give her a dirty look, before one of them asks a question.

"Wait, did the blonde just... Kiss the other one?" He sounds doubtful, like he doesn't know if he saw right.

"Fuckin' dykes!" his friend says. "Almost as bad as the Faunus."

I decide I can restrain Blake to stop her from slitting throats, or let the bastard have it from one of the deadliest fighters I know. His comment struck a nerve with me, so I make no effort to stop my girlfriend as she attacks. Due to surprise, the student doesn't react quickly enough, and finds his head slammed into some mashed potatoes. Trying to spit them out of his mouth, he doesn't notice an unopened soda can flying towards his head in the hand of a very angry, very sexy Blake Belladonna.

"You're screwed," I tell him. As he looks up, Blake's can hits him in the nose, bursting and spraying soda everywhere. Using a shadow clone, Blake jumps clear of the spray and her clothes remain spotless. Meanwhile, the recipient of her attack is just sitting, stunned. His teammates are doing the same, either in shock or fear. Not wanting a repeat of the food fight incident to happen in the middle of term, Ruby drags Blake away, and I quickly follow.

"You should have stopped me," Blake tells me. "I was ready to kill him."

"He deserved what he got. But you're gonna take the rest of the day off to calm down. I'll stay here with you during Port's class, it's a waste of time anyway."

After a few minutes, Blake is still breathing heavily, so I tell her to turn around. I begin massaging her shoulders, feeling her body relax under my hands. I slowly work my way down her back, hearing her moan slightly with pleasure. By the time I'm done, she seems to have forgotten all about what happened, so we lie down on her bed and kiss for a while, before the comfort of the bed and the warmth of each others' bodies causes us to nod off.