"I BURN!"

Yang sat in silence for a moment, he felt regret letting her sit beside him like this… with the awkward tension and everything that had happened, he was still upset at her fornjust leaving, vanishing without a word. The team they  had formed, it wasn’t as important as their friendship, yes he cared for both, but in a realistic mindset Yang had to see the bigger picture for once.

Blake was his friend… keyword was, however he still didn’t want to let her go, or never forgive her… deep down, he knew her explanation would make him feel better, or so he hoped.

After a long silence, Yang spoke up first, however still facing the window as forest scenery passed them by, “ so… how about you start with where you went? ” he turned his head some, catching glimpse of her fromm his peripheral vision.

The two sat there in silence, each trying to think of what to say. Blake’s ears perked up when she heard Yang speak to her, as if in surprise that he was even talking to her at all. When he asked about her whereabouts, Blake stayed quiet for a moment, tears starting to silently slide down her face, trying to keep her composure. Blake wiped her eyes, retelling the story still brought her feelings of guilt back. Too afraid to look him in the eyes, Blake brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, and began to tell her side of the story.

Yang sat in silence for a moment, he felt regret letting her sit beside him like this… with the awkward tension and everything that had happened, he was still upset at her fornjust leaving, vanishing without a word. The team they  had formed, it wasn’t as important as their friendship, yes he cared for both, but in a realistic mindset Yang had to see the bigger picture for once.

Blake was his friend… keyword was, however he still didn’t want to let her go, or never forgive her… deep down, he knew her explanation would make him feel better, or so he hoped.

After a long silence, Yang spoke up first, however still facing the window as forest scenery passed them by, “ so… how about you start with where you went? ” he turned his head some, catching glimpse of her fromm his peripheral vision.

The two sat there in silence, each trying to think of what to say. Blake’s ears perked up when she heard Yang speak to her, as if in surprise that he was even talking to her at all. When he asked about her whereabouts, Blake stayed quiet for a moment, tears starting to silently slide down her face, trying to keep her composure. Blake wiped her eyes, retelling the story still brought her feelings of guilt back. Too afraid to look him in the eyes, Blake brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, and began to tell her side of the story.

" Blake... if you trusted us, I mean REALLY trusted us, then you would have stayed knowing that we could through everything together, " a pause, feeling his arm begin to shake, his lone good hand covering solid golden paint, stopping the subtle tremor. " -- and I don't want to hear a thousand 'I'm sorry's because that doesn't do it for me. "

Yang sat in silence for a moment, he felt regret letting her sit beside him like this… with the awkward tension and everything that had happened, he was still upset at her fornjust leaving, vanishing without a word. The team they  had formed, it wasn’t as important as their friendship, yes he cared for both, but in a realistic mindset Yang had to see the bigger picture for once.

Blake was his friend… keyword was, however he still didn’t want to let her go, or never forgive her… deep down, he knew her explanation would make him feel better, or so he hoped.

After a long silence, Yang spoke up first, however still facing the window as forest scenery passed them by, “ so… how about you start with where you went? ” he turned his head some, catching glimpse of her fromm his peripheral vision.

The two sat there in silence, each trying to think of what to say. Blake’s ears perked up when she heard Yang speak to her, as if in surprise that he was even talking to her at all. When he asked about her whereabouts, Blake stayed quiet for a moment, tears starting to silently slide down her face, trying to keep her composure. Blake wiped her eyes, retelling the story still brought her feelings of guilt back. Too afraid to look him in the eyes, Blake brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, and began to tell her side of the story.

" ... I don't hate you Blake, " he suddenly said, without a second thought... there had been so much they had gone through together that hating her was not an option and he knew it... thinking back to every paranoid and post traumatic moment he had gone through at home.

Yang sat in silence for a moment, he felt regret letting her sit beside him like this… with the awkward tension and everything that had happened, he was still upset at her fornjust leaving, vanishing without a word. The team they  had formed, it wasn’t as important as their friendship, yes he cared for both, but in a realistic mindset Yang had to see the bigger picture for once.

Blake was his friend… keyword was, however he still didn’t want to let her go, or never forgive her… deep down, he knew her explanation would make him feel better, or so he hoped.

After a long silence, Yang spoke up first, however still facing the window as forest scenery passed them by, “ so… how about you start with where you went? ” he turned his head some, catching glimpse of her fromm his peripheral vision.

The two sat there in silence, each trying to think of what to say. Blake’s ears perked up when she heard Yang speak to her, as if in surprise that he was even talking to her at all. When he asked about her whereabouts, Blake stayed quiet for a moment, tears starting to silently slide down her face, trying to keep her composure. Blake wiped her eyes, retelling the story still brought her feelings of guilt back. Too afraid to look him in the eyes, Blake brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, and began to tell her side of the story.

“Just relax~”

“Don’t hold back - I want to hear you.”

“We can leave the lights off if it’d help you relax more…”

“P-Please… ?”

“Stop teasing…”

“You’re doing well…”

“If you change your mind, just tell me when to stop.”

“Is this too much?”

“Is it okay if I touch you there?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”

“I’m nervous.”

“I’m your personal canvas~”

“Don’t make me beg.”

“Should I pull out?”

“How’s that feel?”

“Is this alright?”

“Put these on.”

“Has anyone ever gone down on you?”

“Have you… done this? Before?”

“No. Keep the curtains open.”

“Do you prefer top or bottom?”

“Shh, someone’s gonna hear…”

“Let me see your face.”

“I’m really sensitive…”

“C’mon, tighter. A baby could get out of these.”

“N-Not there… !”

“I want you to look at me when you cum.”

“Ah, ah, not yet. You aren’t allowed.”

“Yes, Master…”

“How does it taste?”

“Y’know, I’m really good with my tongue…”

“When… did you buy those?”

“What… in the hell are you wearing?”

Yang wasn’t expecting an out right apology out of the gate, but he was expecting some kind of conversation explaining the why’s and where’s of all his questions.

“ Sure, ” was all he would manage to say, scooching himself over closer to the window of the train, portrait backgrounds of all kinds passing by outside as he made room for her. “ But if you’re gonna try to make everything up- we should save that for later… you don’t have to explain anything to me, ” he lied, it was a test mostly to see if she would take that invitation to just leave. To see if she had actually changed at all.

“R-Right..of course..I-I’m sorry..”

Blake was his friend... keyword was, however he still didn't want to let her go, or never forgive her... deep down, he knew her explanation would make him feel better, or so he hoped.

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Yang would partially and gently close his metallic digits, then opened them as not to have her assume he would take her hand, “ eh…? Your power seems more… magical, we have some of that too- say… you wouldn’t be the winter maiden, would'ya? ” he’d ask rather suddenly… curiosity always got the better of the brawler.

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Yang held up his hands, one made of metal and the other more normal, “ where I come from, we have gifts like yours. They’re called a semblance, and people have all types of power. ”

His hand now lowered, offered to her gently, “ mine is- well… it’s hard to explain. It’s tied to my emotions, I can raise my body heat, and I get stronger the more punches I take. ”

Elsa gasped at the sight of his metal hand. Even if she wanted to ask, it still wouldn’t be any good to be rude and ask immediately. But he offered his hand for her to observe if she wished. 

His face seemed as less excited to see her as it almost always had been ever since they finally met back up… but a small smile soon grace his lips, a calming one, “ maybe I’ve finally become sneakier than you~ ” he teased.

Grassy green fields turned to slightly frost tree tops, a forest of green and white now passing them as she spoke… his mind at first didn’t register a word she said. It was very unlike him to hold a grudge, but how could he not? She ran away from everything, Ruby, Weiss, and even himself. The pure fact he was unconscious and so close to death that day was the worst part in it all, not even an understanding goodbye.

He couldn’t avoid her forever, both flesh and metal hands squeezing into balls of fists, before loosening as he took a deep breath and exhaled… he had guilted and avoided her long enough. He turned his head slowly, indigo hues on the former friend, “ Hi, Blake… need somethin’? ”

For Blake it seemed like time stood still, everything frozen except the two of them. She could feel the tension in the air, she could tell that Yang was obviously still mad at her. He had every reason to be, Blake’s guilt became too much and she ran off. Though there was another side to the situation that Yang didn’t know about; the part where Blake refused to leave his side, her laying next to him crying and apologizing profusely about everything.

Blake felt that by running away, the ones she held dear would be safe from Adam’s wrath. But it seemed with Yang it had the opposite effect, he saw it as abandoning him and the team that night. Blake could tell that he was making somewhat of an attempt to talk to her, despite how he felt about her. Tears formed in her eyes, she was unsure of what to say to such casual small talk. She knew it had been a long time since they spoke to each other, and it would take some time before things were better again.

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