Chapter Three: Strawberry

A/N: Final time I'm doing the "two author's notes" thing. It's nice to have somewhere else to put my writing as well, although I don't have faith too much people will see it. 

FF.net A/N: Wow. I am not complaining about being able to give frequent, regular updates at all. Even if it's a little bit of work keeping up with schedule, this is one of the biggest things I've wanted to work on ever since I started. Seriously, all of the great love this fic has been getting has really been keeping me going, I appreciate so much of it and it's just been the best to always wake up every morning to see e-mails of people following or faving this.

So yeah. I've been working really hard on this and I already have plans for really nice scenes between the bees, but for now, I'll just hype that up and continue building up on them! Mwahaha!

Let it be known that Chapters Two and Three so far have been made from 126 out of the 496 words of notes I currently have saved. Expect more (hopefully) as regularly and frequently as this. But for now, new chapter!

Enjoy!

Chapter Three: Strawberry

Blake smiled, watching her partner's expressive hand motions as she explained the rest of her day, occasionally nodding when she'd look over at her and stop her story to ask "You still following me?"

It was fun to listen to Yang go on about how she teased Ruby and Weiss during their lunch break or almost started a class war over which character in The Dust Chronicles was better in her English class. Blake found herself laughing quite a bit whenever she talked to the blonde.

"Aww man, good times." Yang smiled, recalling one of the stories she had told about one of her classmates. "He actually asked me to the dance today."

A wave of curiosity hit Blake. "What did you say?"

Yang shrugged. "Told him I wasn't interested. Dunno, lots of people have been asking, but I don't like most of them."

Blake went from curious to confused. Yang got asked multiple times to a dance and turned all of them down? 

"How many people have asked you?" The words slipped out of her mouth before she realized she probably shouldn't have asked.

Her partner didn't seem shocked at all by the question. "Think it's seven guys at this point?"

Blake stopped. "Seven guys asked you to the dance? Did you say no to all of them?!"

Yang scratched the back of her neck with her hand. "C'mon, kitten, don't make me feel guilty about it!"

Blake blushed, hiding her face in her hands, full of embarrassment. "Sorry, let's… let's keep walking." She uncovered her face to see lilac staring into her eyes.

Yang laughed. "You're so much fun to tease!" Blake rolled her eyes, a smile forming on her face, before her arm was grabbed and playfully pulled in one direction. "Well, we're here!" She dragged her partner up the stairs to the front door and slid her key in and pushed open the door, inviting Blake in, and locking the door after them.

"Yaaaaaang! You're laaaate!" The blonde barely had any time to respond before a smaller girl slid down the railing of the stairs, launching herself at a high speed into the blonde's arms, pulling her into a hug.

"Yeah, sorry Sis. I was just waiting for someone." The smaller girl pulled away from her sister to look at the girl next to her. Blake blinked, noticing they were talking about her, and simply waved at the girl.

"This is Blake? She's exactly like you described her." Yang's sister eyed Blake up and down like some kind of trophy. Blake opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by the girl's laugh.

Yang rolled her eyes. "Anyways, Blake, meet Ruby, my younger sister!" Blake was finally able to get a good look at her, a large grin on her somewhat small face, framed almost perfectly with her black hair, fading to red near the tips. The hair was complimented by a long, crimson cape, which seemed to go well with the school uniform she had presumably been too lazy to change out of, even on a Friday afternoon. Blake liked her, even for as loud as she imagined this household could get between the two girls, she certainly seemed creative and bubbly, but a different shade than Yang. Maybe more of a Strawberry to Yang's Sunrise.

Blake smiled. "Nice to meet you, Ruby." There were questions to ask her, but she decided to not ask them now, maybe when she wasn't being brought so quickly by Yang.

The blonde turned to her partner. "Blake, you stay here and talk with Ruby, I've got something I have to do real quick." She ran off down the hall and into what seemed to be a larger room around the corner from the end of the hall.

Blake blinked, mainly out of confusion. It was weird to not be referred to as 'Kitten' by her partner, and especially being just left in a social introduction with that partner's sister. Try as she might, she'd never get a good grip on Yang. She decided the best place to start was to look around. Hopefully she didn't have to start conversations with Ruby, and risk them becoming awkward and ruining a first impression. She started down the hall, the other direction from Yang.

"Down here's the bathroom to your left, and Yang's room to the right." Ruby chimed in, acting as some sort of tour guide in response to Blake's curiosity.

Blake stopped, now knowing what the rooms were, and focused more on the small things, the perfect amount of lighting, the small designs at the bottoms of the walls, the perfect pale yellow said walls were painted in… Blake sighed, contently. She hadn't even been in here for a decent amount of time, yet she felt perfectly comfortable. This house seemed like something out of movies. Turning to her right hip and opening her bag, she pulled out a small notebook and a pen, and began quickly writing ideas down.

"What're you doing?" Blake almost turned around, stopped by the curious Ruby's head almost perched on her shoulder. She twirled the pen around in her fingers, trying to think of a convincing answer to give, before finally throwing one out.

"Taking notes for an English project."

The smaller girl frowned. Seemed more exciting than just a boring old school project. She lowered her head from the raven-haired girl's shoulder and walked down the hall the other direction.

"Ruby?" Blake began. She felt it was a better time to ask, now that the girl's sister was gone.

A head of black and red popped out from behind the corner. "Yeah Blake? What's up?"

"Yang mentioned her sister who took metalworking this semester, she meant you, right?"

Ruby smiled. "Yup! Gotta take an elective, so I chose the best one. Not to mention I'm kind of a geek with that stuff."

Blake tapped the end of her pen to her chin. "But you seem rather young to be in the same grade as us, Metalworking isn't available until Grade 11."

The girl's smile grew into a grin. "Yup! I was able to get in a couple years early due to good teacher recommendations or something. I dunno, they didn't really tell me, I'm just happy I got in!"

Blake slipped the lid back onto the tip of her pen and placed it back into the right pocket of her bag. "Wait, so if Yang and I are working on this, what are you working on?"

Ruby giggled. "Well, I'm actually currently working on a sniper rifle."

Blake took a step back. "You're building a gun?!"

The shorter girl just giggled harder. "Well, it's not really a working rifle, more like a replica. But I have to build something with moving parts and thought a replica gun would be a good example."

Blake relaxed, sighing of relief internally. "That's really neat, actually. I'd love to see it sometime."

Ruby nodded. "Yeah, if you want to take a look, it's actually in the worksh-"

"Yo Rubes!" She looked over her shoulder, being cut off by her older sister. "Could you bring Blake out here for me?"

Blake sighed, her face forming a larger smile. What could she have planned? She thought, led into the larger room by Ruby.