Crushed

Yang

We arrive at our dorm eagerly anticipating the continuation of our escapades. Big words. Blake would be so proud. However, opening the door reveals that we won't be able to. I see Ruby straddling Weiss, staring into the heiress' eyes. When they hear the door open, they both turn the colour of Ruby's cloak.

"Dammit!" I curse.

"As you were, you two," Blake tells them, then drags me away from the room.

"Where can we go now?" I ask, disappointed.

"There's always the roof," my girlfriend answers. I smile, and start pulling her towards the stairs.

Thankfully, the roof's empty when we arrive, so we get right down to business. Unfortunately, not that kind of business. Shut up, brain! I'm trying to make out here! Hey, you're the one who keeps having these thoughts with double meanings. At this point, I tune out the annoying voice in my mind, and focus on what's going on with my lips. Whi-? Shut. Up. I will kill you with alcohol if you're not careful.

Blake suddenly pulls back and pushes me to the floor, like that time in the Emerald Forest. This time, when she climbs on top of me, there are no interruptions, and her lips are back on mine in an instant. For once, the annoying voice doesn't pop up to make a remark about that statement. I feel Blake's tongue trying to make its way into my mouth, so I allow her access before making a half-hearted attempt to win dominance of the kiss. Truthfully, though, she's already on top of me, so it's not much of a battle. For once, I have no problem losing at something and I let Blake have this one. She then moves down a little, and goes for a sensitive spot just above my collarbone. Leaving several delicate kisses there, she drives me wild with pleasure, before moving back up to my lips. I find myself glad that she reads her "romance" novels so much, because there's no way she'd know to do all this otherwise.

She suddenly sits up and smiles at me. "Worth the wait, honey?" she asks.

"Oh, hell yes it was," I reply with a huge grin on my face.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Babe, 'enjoyed it' is an understatement and a half," I tell her. "I don't even think I can return the favour."

"See, you complain about how much I read, but this is the result. Would you prefer if it didn't happen?" she asks.

"Of course I wouldn't prefer that. Now that I've felt the benefits of your reading, I'm not gonna complain."

"Good. And don't worry about returning the favour. I'm sure you'll get to it at some point," she tells me. We then decide we should be productive, so we swing by the dorm and grab our weapons, then head to the Emerald Forest to kill things.

Strangely, after half an hour of hunting, we haven't found any Grimm. "Blake, I'm bored now. Let's go annoy people," I suggest.

"Sure. Could be fun, actually," she replies, to my great surprise. "One condition: anyone is grieving, we leave them alone. Deal?"

"Of course."

We go back to the school to find someone to annoy. Happily, we immediately run into Jaune.

"Hey, Jaune! How's Pyrrha?" I ask in an overly-excited high-pitched voice.

"She-she's fine," he replies, blushing slightly.

"Did you enjoy the dance?" Blake asks, also higher-pitched than usual.

"Yeah, it was fine."

"What about when you were outside?" I ask him. "What were you and Pyrrha up to?"

"N-nothing! Just getting some air," he answers, far too quickly. His blush deepens.

"Suuuuuuure you were," I tease.

"What flavor was Pyrrha's lip balm, Jauney-boy?" Blake chimes in.

Jaune turns a shade of red that he could only hide in Pyrrha's hair. "How should I know?"

"Do you not have tastebuds? It's pretty obvious you and her were making out," I tease.

"We were not!" he exclaims. "There was no tongue," he adds in a small voice.

"What was that? I didn't hear," Blake says. I know full well that she did, because I heard it just fine and I don't have cat ears.

"I said there was no tongue."

"Sooo, you and her are a thing now? Congrats, Vomit Boy! You grew a brain!" I tell him, clapping him a little too hard on the back. He falls over, and I practically die of laughter.

"There's just a couple more things he needs to grow now," Blake jokes, before dragging me away. I say "dragging" because I'm still rolling around in hysterics, both at Jaune's embarrassment and the fact that he fell over.

"That actually was fun. I can see why you do it," Blake tells me after I've recovered.

"Yup. Wait, I have an idea. Let's get some pancakes and cookies, put them on the same plate and leave them somewhere, then lure Ruby and Nora to them," I suggest.

"Yang Xiao Long, you are a genius. Let's do it."

Two hours later, we have fresh cookies and fresh pancakes. We know from Ren that Nora is in Team JNPR's dorm, and I know Ruby hasn't left ours because she's there with Weiss. We decide the best place to put the plate is right between Teams RWBY and JNPR's dorms, so we put it into position, and prepare for Step Two.

I knock on our door, while Blake knocks on JNPR's, and we run to the end of the hallway to watch the action without being seen. We're giggling like little girls when both doors are opened and a very confused girl steps out from each one.

"FREE PANCAKES!" "FREE COOKIES!"

Two voices call out together, then a blur of colour descends on the middle of the hall. We hear the telltale sounds of a scuffle, which get progressively louder until more doors are opened and heads pop out to see what all the noise is. By now, Blake and I are cracking up as Ruby and Nora fight for the plate.

Eventually, Weiss walks out of our room, Myrtenaster in hand. "You two! Behave like civilized people!" she demands, and Ruby and Nora freeze. Not literally, but I don't think Weiss is too far off doing that to them, even if she is dating one of them. Blake and I decide it would be best to leave now, before Weiss tries to find out who pulled this prank. If we're not even in the area, we'll have plausible deniability. Hopefully.

After escaping, Blake suggests we stop being annoying, because people might suspect us of pulling the prank in the hallway. I agree, and we go to the training room to spar.

"Yang, I think you have the advantage here. I don't want to hurt you," the raven-haired beauty tells me.

"Yeah, that's definitely why I have the advantage," I answer her, smiling confidently. "It's not because of my skill or anything."

Instead of answering, Blake unsheathes Gambol Shroud and attacks. I activate Ember Celica and parry her strike with my left gauntlet, then try to counter with a right hook. She backflips to dodge, then jumps off a shadow clone to get back within range of her sword. This move catches me off guard and I barely manage to block Blake's next attack. I feign a jab at her face, which she surprisingly falls for, then aim a spinning kick at her stomach. She manages to deflect it with the flat side of her blade, so as not to cut my leg off, which knocks me off-balance. I recover just in time to duck under a swing from Gambol Shroud.

We keep this up for half an hour, neither of us landing a hit on the other, and we agree to call it a draw.

"I would have beaten you," I say. "It's those shadow clones, they're the only thing that saved you."

"I wasn't going all out. Like I said, I didn't want to hurt you," Blake answers, keeping up the banter.

"Suuure. Anyway, let's go shower. I'm sweating like you wouldn't believe."

She smiles and takes my hand, and we head to the showers. Hopefully there's no one else in there…

Cinder

Emerald and Mercury managed to secure some support inside Beacon, so now I can have them leave and not have to worry about them being caught. Unfortunately, they also reported that Team RWBY are all alive and well, so they may be a thorn in my side, at least until the main event. At that point, the only difference they'll make is the number of casualties on my side. They will all burn…