A/N: The post was something like "cats can sense the stutter in your pulse when you sneeze, so they might meow at you when you do" and I'd mused to myself about Blake doing this if Weiss sneezed so...
For Monochrome Week 2018!
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It wasn't often Weiss and Blake found themselves with a bit of time for repose.
And with all of the activity recently, it was nice to opt for a quiet afternoon alone in the room together.
It began with a pair of books as they sat down on the bed, leaning back against the pillows or sideways onto one another in a lazy display of comfort. They kept their arms looped together while still allowing for both hands to hold onto each of their respective books.
As was typical of when she was alone with Weiss, a small content purr rumbled up in the back of Blake's chest and spread, bubbling up in a cozily familiar sound that had Weiss slouching – something the world knew she rarely ever did. Easy smiles curled their lips as they read their respective stories, the only sounds in the room being soft purring and the occasional flip of a page.
Weiss gently groaned, slowly opening her eyes to glare at the bit of sunlight peeking in through the curtains. She could roll over and be rid of the annoyance... but that would mean moving from her very comfortable spot, which she wasn’t exactly inclined to do at present. Not when she had Blake’s arm draped across her waist, pulling her in tight against a chest that rumbled with a content purr, her wife’s face buried in her neck and their legs tangled together beneath the covers.
Normally, they’d both be up and hustling by the time the sun rose, trying to get the kids all fed, dressed, and dropped off in time for both Weiss and Blake to make it to work. But in light of the personal holiday, Winter and Yang had volunteered to take care of the kids so that the two could take full advantage of their wedding anniversary, which included sleeping in while cuddled up together.
So, now she faced a conundrum. Move and risk waking her wife so she might buy a few extra minutes of shut eye or stay right where she was and deal with the inconvenience.
Well, when phrased that way... she truly didn’t have much choice, now did she?
Closing her eyes to try and keep out the light, she sighed and relished the calm and quiet in the arms of her wife, a smile curling her lips. Almost twelve years of waking up this way and while the novelty had worn off a bit, it was replaced by a sort of... comfort, like a well worn pair of sneakers that could be slipped on for just about any occasion or a faded pair of jeans going threadbare at the seams. The familiarity of the position, the sound of Blake purring behind her, the weight of her arm around Weiss’ waist... even if it had become an every day occurrence, the chance to soak it in and acknowledge it retained its charm.
Seeing as she had the time and wouldn’t be falling back asleep, she mulled over their options for breakfast as the sun continued to rise and her wife slept soundly through the morning, shifting every now and again. Eventually, the purring tapered off to nothingness as the little movements became deliberate, lips ghosting against her neck and shoulder. Weiss couldn’t help but smile, relishing the attention until she couldn’t stand it anymore, rolling over to return the favor by pushing Blake onto her back and coaxing her into a proper kiss.
“Good morning,” her wife said, the words mumbled and thick from sleep as her eyes fluttered open, lips curling into a lazy smile. “Have you been up long?”
“Not at all,” she replied, voice considerably more clear than Blake’s. “Are you ready to get out of bed yet?”
“Not really.” Feline ears flicked, a momentary look of confusion coming over her expression before it smoothed out. Obviously, in the early morning fog, she’d forgotten that their children were off visiting their aunts. “Maybe we can put on a movie?”
“First, we’re closing the curtains.” Most would probably expect them to have a lavish dinner, rose petals strewn about the bedroom, and a candle lit night- and those weren’t too far off, truth to tell. A few anniversaries were spent in exactly that fashion.
But, with the high tempo of their respective careers, with four children with boundless energy and the highest of hopes, with all the weight of their pasts, present, and future still clinging to their shoulders, taking some time to just... do nothing aside from be with each other... it could be the best feeling in the world, really.
“That would require one of us getting up.” Blake yawned, stretching her arms over her head. “Here’s my offer: you take care of the blinds and get a movie started while I go make breakfast. Then we come back for breakfast in bed.”
“Counter offer: I go make breakfast because you did it last year.”
“Counter counter offer: you cooked dinner the year before that and nearly burned the house down.”
“It was two years ago, Blake, honestly-”
“And how have the cooking lessons with Ruby been going?”
“Oh, fine.” Weiss rolled her eyes. “I’ll get the curtains. Any suggestions for a movie?”
“Surprise me,” her wife replied with a peculiar glimmer in her eyes before leaning over and kissing her once more.
With that, they both headed off for their respective tasks. In the back of her mind, Weiss wondered when the curtains had been pulled back in the first place- they both preferred to spend what few sunlit hours they had out in the living room with the children, and their entire decor reflected their tastes for a bit darker an atmosphere- but found that thought cut short when she noticed something sitting on the windowsill.
A little stick she’d become very familiar with, one she knew by heart, and that made discerning the little markings on it all the easier.
She blinked once, twice, before snatching it up and tearing out of the bedroom, heading down the stairs, and bursting into the entryway to the kitchen. There, she found her wife, smiling gently while nursing a morning cup of orange juice- not her usual tea.
“Blake?” She held up the pregnancy test, heart skipping a beat as she waited for the Faunus to nod.
“Surprise,” she replied, setting down her cup in time to catch Weiss as she all but launched herself at her beloved wife, absolutely ecstatic. “So, I guess we’re in agreement?”
“We both wanted a large family.” Pulling back, she looked up into her love’s face. “But I thought we agreed on no anniversary presents this year.”
“Well, in my defense, you started it.”
With a laugh, they came together for another kiss, and already Weiss began mentally counting down the days until Blake’s belly would be too big for her to be the big spoon comfortably. Even if she rather liked being cuddled when they went to bed, she’d acquired a taste for holding her pregnant wife as they slipped off to slumber.
She couldn’t wait to inform her sister that she would be an aunt a fifth time over, though the conversation likely wouldn’t come until the following morning, when their children came back from their little stay. Already, she could hear the jokingly chiding remarks. “How is it, the year we decide for things to be as low key as possible, we still manage to have something big happen?”
“We’re Belladonna-Schnees.” Blake shrugged. “At this point, I think it’s a law of the universe.”
“Well, now that I know, you can’t cook breakfast alone.” Weiss stole another kiss before moving to the fridge.
“I thought we’d agreed you’d stop being overprotective in the event I got pregnant again.”
“No, I said I would consider not being overprotective, and insisting on providing assistance isn’t being ‘overprotective’, it’s being considerate.”
As she pulled the door open, arms slipped around her waist as Blake rested her chin on the top of her head, purring softly. “When am I going to learn to get everything you say in writing?”
“Probably about the time I learn to stop fretting over little details.”
“So, never.”
“Precisely.” She turned her head and was met with another kiss.
One of these days, they might actually manage to take a day off and unwind.
But not today, because even with short notice, Weiss had no intention of skipping out on a chance to pamper her beloved wife.
This happens after Blake has already met Winter. Its Weiss turn to meet the family!
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Summary: Blake's and Weiss first trip to menagerie isn't action packed or filled with danger but Weiss can't help but feel the same nervous tremor she was used to pre-battle as they made their way to Blake's house to meet the Belladonna's. She didn't know if she was prepared for the but step but she wasn't about to back out
'Would you like to meet my parents?'
Weiss had expected a big question and this one she had already been one part eager and the other part terrified to receive. Perhaps a small part of her hoped it could be any other important couple activity proposition as Blake took her towards the bed and asked her to sit down. It had been endearing watching her fidget in front of her and resist the urge to pace whilst explaining the situation. It had ended up in Blake walking around in an almost circle as she stepped there and here during her speech. Once Blake had mentioned she had come clean to her parents about seeing someone an alarm bell had rang at the back of Weiss head and her heart started thumping loudly in her ears.
She was happy for Blake and she was sure this day would come yet the sense of foreboding mixed with that of anticipation and she blurted, "Are you sure it's ok for me...to go?"
Blake's smile faltered. she had expected the nervousness, maidens knew how much she had been excited to the point of nauseousness when Weiss had asked her to meet her sister in Atlas. Nonetheless, she had gone with trepidation albeit a little bit of fear of the big sister status Winter carried as Yang had warned her of the possibility. Regardless of her status among the White Fang of both old and new Winter had given her the benefit of the doubt after a rather stressful test.
"Your sister was nice to me," Blake smiled kneeling to put a hand on Weiss knee, "I believe in you like you believed in me, and most of all they're my parent's, they'll love you"
"So she did say something to you,"
"Weiss," Of course she would zero down onto that one thing.
"Hmph," Weiss closed her eyes taking a minute to compose her thoughts. It was worth a second attempt to try and coax Blake about her secret conversation with Winter alas there were more important things to mull over. Blake pulled off her best kitty pout almost immediately making the poor victim of the stare regret her insecurity. She really did want to go but status and one battle with the Faunus did not change her family name.
"That's not it, your parent's aren't the problem, don't get me wrong I want to meet them but...," Weiss bit her bottom lip slipped her hand under Blake's thankful she was the only one to see her so vulnerable, "do they want to meet me?"
Blake's cat ears twitched upwards once more realizing what worries afflicted Weiss. She brought the hand up to her lips touching them to the back of it, "I can't promise it won't be difficult but I talked to them, I told them what a brave, beautiful," She stopped to give another quick peck, "Gentle and kind girl you really are, and they want to meet you just as much as I want it,"
Weiss giggled at the pampering, "You flatter me," A small pause followed by a sigh, "You convinced me, I'll go, it's important for me too, I want to do this too,"
"Thank you,"
"No, Thank you for listening to my worries," Weiss leaned forward and Blake rose to meet her for a forehead touch. They were all smiles and giddiness once more as ample kisses being shared as they discussed the matter of their trip.
"Are you sure?" Blake asked her, a 3rd or was it a 4th time, Weiss wasn't sure as she nodded in a huff. The heat in Menagerie was bearable but her skin was used to less aggressive sun rays and the straw hat Blake had offered her was itchy to say the least as much as did it's job to provide small comfort. The sooner she was out of the blasted searing heat the better.
"I'm here as Weiss, your significant other, not as a Sc-"Weiss stopped herself glancing around and huddling closer to the other before continuing in a hushed tone, "Not a Schnee,"
"Alright, " Blake snorted placing a hand on her shoulder and pulling her close before whispering, "Weiss Not a Schnee,"
Blake was touched at the gesture or avoiding any clothing that had her family emblem. She didn't like it and she knew it made Weiss uncomfortable proud as ever she was yet it was Weiss that had insisted as she didn't want to bring any tension to the inhabitants of the island. It was a wise choice even if it didn't sit well with the both of them nonetheless it was one they had to take for many reasons.
As they neared her home, Weiss curiously peeked around the huts and side-streets greeting amiably the passersby who blinked in surprise and waved sheepishly at the pretty girl in the striped sundress. Blake felt a spark of pride amidst her embarrassment although she'd rather the boys ogled a bit less. She shyly smiled back at a couple who nodded at her with a knowing grin and was glad that Weiss seemed not to noticed until she felt a tug at her hand when said girl stopped walking. Blake was even more happy that the disgruntled whispers her keen sense of hearing caught from certain other Faunus went unheard to her girlfriend. She pursed her lips and blocked them out remaining on guard for any possible was narrowing her eyes in the direction of her house and if she had not been raised as a proper lady she might have been gaping.
"Does everyone have to have that reaction," she rolled her eyes pulling an amused Weiss along, "Just...don't," she warned seeing the teasing glint in the others eyes.
"Fine, I suppose I'll just remind you Ms kettle, that you did have your fun when you saw my family mansion," she replied in a rather pompous tone.
"That was Yang," Blake reminded her swinging their linked arms between them in trepidation as they reached the front door. "I just encouraged her a little,"
Weiss didn't have time for a smart comeback although she managed a stern glare and her hand involuntarily squeezed Blake's. In reassurance her girlfriend bumped shoulders with her earning a weak smile in return. As they both took a deep breath Blake ventured to knock at her door only for it to open before she could even make contact. Her excitement soon turned into a bashful sort of discomfort as her parents came into view. Her mother was practically bouncing on her feet and Blake would have loved to dig herself into a hole before anything awkward could happen.
"So," Ghira towered over them in all his height inspecting Weiss with a critical eye, "The illustrious Schnee visits our humble abo-,"
As soon as the words left his lips Kali with her pleasant smiled quickly elbowed her husband in the gut and at the same time Blake who was about to chide her father. The only thing that caused her to bite her tongue was Weiss who pulled on the hand she was holding.
"I'm just Weiss," she said ignoring the twinge she felt in her gut and keeping her tone cordial, " I don't think I've done anything to merit the title illustrous, Mr Belladonna,"
Blake's parents seemed to regard her with awe as she smiled radiantly at the pair. Kali placed a hand on her husbands arm patting the man out of his stupor in bemusement. Blake tensed but stepped as close to Weiss noticing how stiff her shoulders seemed to be almost to the point of shudders. She had to trust Weiss to work it out on her own, she knew how stubborn she could get about it.
"Please," Kali said throwing a warning look at her husband, "no need to be so formal, Kali and Ghira will do, right dear?"
Ghira coughed into his fist as both his girls narrowed down on him with a stern stare and he nodding at the unspoken warning, "Yes, yes of course, do come in," He waved an arm moving out of the way as Blake placed her palm against the small of Weiss back pushing her gently inside.
Dinner would have been spent in awkward silence had it not been for Blake's mother. As soon as the four of them had seated in front of the best of the local cuisine, Kali had was dead set to show her hospitality and slip in any means to get to know her daughter's sweetheart. From subtly asking about her favourite dishes to offering more food to Weiss who ate slowly and in tiny nibbles, they were soon conversing naturally.
"You need to eat more dear to grow as big and strong as my husband," she said placing a hand on Ghira's shoulder as he bit into a rather large piece of his roasted fish. Blake was thankful she had been cutting her own slice as Ghira halted mouth half open to nod in the most serious manner he could master. She threw a grateful smile at her father when their eyes connected and he gave her a curt nod.
Weiss seemed pensive as she regarded the couple, Blake couldn't help but worry as she noticed how often she found her observing silently her parent's antics.
"Everything ok?" she whispered sliding towards Weiss. Blue eyes blinking in surprise, she snapped out of it almost immediately raising a hand to her ear at the ticklish sensation of Blake's breath by her ear.
"Oh yes, I was just wondering if my small stature might be because I eat very little," Weiss gave her the strained smile she would sometimes when there was something upsetting her. Blake let it slide making a mental note to ask when they retired to sleep and could share a moment of privacy.
"Mum was joking, Weiss," she said with a soft smile as her parents gave a soft laugh. Blake would have to let it slide for now.
By tea time, even her father's gloomy expression softened and Blake joined Kali to prepare a few snacks and hot beverages as the evening brought with it a light draft. Weiss was happy to feel the chilly breeze and welcomed the change from the heat of the morning. She tried to keep focused on the pleasurable feeling instead of the man sitting across from her. The same overbearing silence from before was creeping into the room and Weiss forced herself to keep her gaze on Ghira as he stroke his beard. He was looking straight at her but his eyes were unfocused telling Weiss he was deep in thought. Years of galas and parties forcing a polite smile and her devoted attention to some gawking patron of her father's as he went on gushing on her for once came in handy in a way that eased her tension and kept her from rudely averting her attention as she would have liked to.
"You are very much like your grandfather," Ghira finally spoke having decided to do away from formalities.
Weiss expression mirrored her confusion and Ghira leaned forward resting his arms on his lap, rubbing a hand over his knuckles.
"I'll be frank, when Blake told us about you, I wasn't very thrilled," he said. Weiss had expected it, she had noticed him watching her like a hawk planning it's descent on its prey and she guessed now that they were alone he could take that leap.
"I presumed," she replied curtly, "On behalf of my family, please allow me to apo-"
Ghira raised his hand signaling her to stop and she found herself shutting her mouth with a pop.
"Do not apologize," he inhaled rubbing his eyes tiredly, "It is not about what you did not do as an ignorant child," He slipped back sitting straight and looking ever a proud and powerful in his posture. With the dignified air he radiated, Weiss had little difficulty seeing in him the Faunus leader of the original White Fang. "Right now, it's about what you will do as part of the generation paving the future,"
"What we will do," she repeated in a low voice speaking more to her own self than to Blake's father. It was something she never stopped thinking about.
He gave a stern nod. "You've come far, Blake has spoken proudly of your growth, she believes that meeting you has given her courage and the perspective she lacked," He smiled ever so fondly. "Team RWBY gave her a place where she could move forward,"
Weiss felt her cheeks heat at his words. Blake had always been affectionate in her courtship yet remained reserved to an extent. These words she'd heard Blake hint at them but to know she had spoken so lovingly about them to her father caused her stomach to jump.
"May I ask?" he ventured as she tried to cool down her face with her cold hands, "What do you think is best for our future?"
Ghira stroked his beard and his expression remained serious. Weiss couldn't identify whether he was testing her or not yet she supposed this whole heart to heart might have been a way to gauge her character. So in the end she decided to be honest, the hospitality she had been shown and the love that was clear to her deserved a reply that came from the heart.
"I don't know," she sighed playing with the edge of her sleeve. Perhaps, she could have at least sugar coated her blunt honesty and the thought caused her to pull at her sleeve feeling hotter by the minute. "There's...a lot that is very uncertain,"
The threat of Salem and her forces was looming even if they had done their best to protect Mistral and Atlas, until they stopped the master of the Grimm, it was only a matter of how long they could resist. There was also the matter of the White Fang the burden of reestablishing the peaceful organisation was placed on the Belladonnas, at least until a suitable and trustworthy high leader to replace Ghira was found. Weiss had seen how invested Blake was especially since Adam was not yet arrested. She always marveled at her strength and hoped to be supportive on the long journey ahead. Her family's status on the matter was also a large factor in the struggle she was ready to work on and Blake was just as ready to stay by her side as she tackled cleaning up her father's legacy.
Ghira did not seem to mind how vague her answer was, he listened carefully and conceded that he may have expected to much of a child who was barely old enough to be considered an adult. Time would eventually tell and the girl before him did not strike him as the cruel tyrant that her family was famed for.
"There is one thing I'm certain of," Weiss smiled in the elation of revealing a secret she held close to heart. Blake and her team were the only ones who knew at this point. Yet she felt the need to prove her determination to Ghira, his fatherly demeanor pushing her to take the lunge in faith. "When I think about my dreams, I imagined a future I would be proud of the person I became, I would not be my family name..." She closed her eyes recalling the very first time the need to be more had manifested. It had been her sister who opened her eyes when she struggled to understand what she was really good at and which were the lies of people who loved the status that came with the family name. The Schnee sisters were too proud to live as puppets, even so they were too young to be anything but a display of their father's status. Winter despised it, fought against it by cutting herself from it and Weiss realized how she wanted to be so much more, she wanted to make things right. Weiss wouldn't part ways from the Schnees she wanted to take them back.
"I want to make a name for myself with my own achievements, with my own hard work," However there was one thing that had changed since she had escaped her father's clutches. She was jittery with the bubbling feeling of the new addition to her dream, "I want to bring glory to my family name, make amends and I want to do it together with the people I love,"
"And Blake is one of them?"
"Oh," she murmured joyously, "Blake is the one, I love her," Her eyes almost bulged out as the words slipped one after the other and the heat coloured her cheeks a reddish hue.
Ghira's lips curled upwards contentedly. "I trust Blake's judgement, I'll have you know, nonetheless a father must worry, there are many who will oppose you both,"
"I understand," she said her shoulder's drooping remembering the looks on the Faunus that recognized her, white hair and icy blue eyes were very common in her family and not so much outside of it, "Yet, it's something I know Blake and I can handle together,"
"Then you have earned my trust," he placed a hand on his chest bowing his head, "I only wish for Blake's happiness,"
Weiss felt the need to return the gesture bowing her head in mutual respect, "Blake has given me so much,I hope to do the same for her,"
He clapped his hands causing Weiss to jump in her seat frowning at the broad smile he gave her.
"Now then, I've always liked a bit of good music with my coffee," he made his way to one of his shelves in a corner. Weiss noted it was filled with music records of every genre that could be played on computers beneath albums of books on the subject. She recognized a few she had read as a child when she was still learning the piano and before she focused on her singing.
"Oh that would be lovely," she breathing in relief as it seemed the question and answer session was over and Ghira's mood re-markedly improved. She wondered if Winter had instilled the same tension in Blake she had felt as she scanned the records curiously. It had seemed their conversation had brought them close enough to spare a few words to each other when they met after their outing. Blake had even recommended books to Winter and she was happy their relationship had improved although it did make her feel a little left out. Her eyes settled on a particular cover interrupting her thoughts as the familiarity struck her.
Her little gasp stopped Ghira as he slid a finger mumbling to himself the best choices among his collections and sliding them out ever so slightly as he reviewed them.
"Is that a first edition of Cyan Bell's debut album?"
Ghira's gaze moved to Weiss and he couldn't help but grin as he pulled the album, "I guess we have a winner, remarkable for someone your age to know of this gem,"
Weiss couldn't stop herself from entering a monologue on the artist and the Faunus matched her enthusiasm with his own elated commentary. In turn he recounted how he had managed to obtain tickets for the musician's very first music performance and it had been one of his first dates with Kali. The pair spent the rest of the evening in deep discussion that they did not realize their significant others had slipped in as soon as the music began until they were handed their respective drinks in hand. Blake sat right next to Weiss sliding a hand around the girl and pulling her against her side. The gesture flustered the heiress who had an inkling her confession to Ghira had not been quite as private. The way Kali was watching them, the knowing glint in her golden eyes as she cuddled into her husband's side, merely added to her impression.
Blake had lead them to their shared room an hour later. Weiss throat hurt from all the musical banter she had shared with Ghira and felt oddly satisfied by the drained sensation coursing through her. It was almost akin to the aching tiredness that followed a particularly good training session. The water bath was particularly soothing to her nerves that were still recovering. The two of them prepared for bed in silence relishing in every small contact as they passed each other.
Blake pressed a kiss against Weiss temple as she tended to her hair, "I'm getting my bedtime tea, would you like anything?"
"A glass of water would be nice, thank you," Weiss replied stroking Blake's cheek absentmindedly. After they shared a quick peck Weiss returned to releasing the knots in her hair brushing in a slow and steady rhythm. She tilted her head grabbing the long white locks and pulling it to her front. She raised her hand lifting the heavy strands along with her limb and making a mental note to remember to trim it. It had grown quite bulky and it was certainly longer than she remembered, she had not touched it since her escape from Atlas and it was high time she took care of it.
"Shall I help you with that?"
Kali drifted to her side with the extra blankets she had brought hadn't heard her slide door open and wondered if Blake had inherited her sneaking skills from her mother. She mentally chided herself for being so unguarded even of she was with people she trusted. Blake's mother placed the items on the table by the bookshelf and extended a hand to Weiss. Hesitant at first, Weiss lowered the brush and slowly placed it into the open hand. The smile she was presented with made her feel shy as Kali patted the chair inviting her to take a seat.
"Don't worry, I don't bite dear," she teased as Weiss didn't move an inch or a muscle at that merely staring at the chair.
Weiss patted her night dress and in an almost mechanic motion made way to her trying not to be obvious about her rush to respond after her confusion. The bemused Faunus slid her hand gently along her hair before slowly adding just enough pressure to smooth it out but not to snag in any knots. She raised the long locks in her hand to reach the end and worked in a calm steady bunched up hands began to relax in her lap and she felt the need to close her eyes and enjoy the tickling sensation through her scalp. She never knew it could be so relaxing, the Schnee hairdressers were more interested in making them all look prim and proper for this activity to ever be pleasurable. The throbbing of her head after all the pulling and clips that were stuffed into any up-style for some reception had left her very picky on who she allowed to touch her hair.
"Your hair is so soft, you'll have to tell me about how you take care of it," she almost sang in delight, "Blake's hair has been looking glossy, I see who I should thank now,"
Weiss sat up poised and happy at the compliment, "Oh it's just a few natural remedies after washing, I can show you how I do it, if you would like that,"
"That would be lovely," Kali was positively beaming as Weiss slipped into an excited lecture about the importance of taking care of one's appearance. Kali had a few pointers of her own and even promised Weiss to write down some helpful tips she could use for her hands. Her swordplay was her pride yet it left her hands quite calloused.
"You've made such a wonderful impression on my husband," Kali said as she retrieved a ribbon from the nightstand, "I thought I should let you know,"
"I'm...touched," Weiss simmered uncertain of how she should respond.
"I agree with him of course, our daughter thinks the world of you, and I've seen how you look at her," Weiss fidgeted in the chair in her embarrassment feeling her ears a tad hot and causing Kali to give a soft laugh of amusement. "No need to be so shy, it makes me happy you feel the same,"
"My husband and I, we both agreed that our children shouldn't bear the sins of mistakes, that is why we'll make sure the White Fang will remain in our people's hands this time," Kali said somberly surprising Weiss in her change in tone, "I'm sure it's a little different in your case, but we don't blame you,"
Weiss exhaled slowly and deliberately trying to control the wave of emotions that seemed to be hitting her in waves. She was in awe of Blake's parents their humble way of accepting people, of being willing to give someone who others viewed as a symbol of their kind's misfortune.
"I...thank you, but inaction would can also be considered compliance,"she was surprised to see the determined expression reflected in the mirror of the vanity in front of her as she spoke stoically, after all her team had been through, Weiss wondered if it was why she felt so much stronger now, "I want to take the family name back and right all the injustices smeared in the name of the Schnees, that's all,"
It felt strange admitting it but she could not deny it filled her with purpose to word it out. She could see Kali nodding in the mirror. "It's actually a little selfish,"
"Nothing wrong with being a little selfish," she said in encouragement smoothing the hair on the back of her head as she brushed through it. She spoke no other word on the matter evidently satisfied with the reply.
"Is this alright? Anything I should adjust? Perhaps I'm adding to much pressure," Kali asked making sure the girl was comfortable.
"Oh no, ma'am, this is lovely," Weiss eyes fluttered open touched by the concern, "I can't thank you enough,"
"Oh please call me Kali, besides I should be thanking you," Kali giggled stopping for a moment to pet Weiss shoulder, "Blake has not let me brush her hair ever since she entered her rebellious teenage years,"
"Blake, rebellious?" she whispered glancing back with a spark of curiosity in her expression.
Kali nodded, "She's a quiet one my child, but she takes after her father in being a tad feisty," She gave a small wink that caused Weiss to fidget as a red tinge peppered her cheeks. "I have pictures if you'd like to see,"
"MUM!" the sudden shout from behind them interrupted Weiss affirmative reply.
Her mother which Weiss suspected nothing could phase her laughed softly under her breath as she continued to delicately pull part of Weiss hair letting half of the white strands fall and tying the rest with the ribbon, "Oh you finally decided to join us Blake dear? It's quite cold in the corridor,"
Blake walked over to the vanity placing the tray she was carrying onto the table and ran a hand through her black tresses rubbing over a flattened war. She felt a little abashed at being caught having missed the opportunity to slide into her room as the conversation turned somber. Frankly, it was cute seeing Weiss uncharacteristically quiet in her shyness.
"I have enough for both of us if you want some tea mum," Blake offered with no intent on falling for her mother's teasing taunt.
Kali placed her hands on either of Weiss shoulders in satisfaction of her work, "Thank you for the offer, but I'll let you have your alone time," Blake had to hold in the urge to groan as she presented the glass of water to her girlfriend. She squeezed Weiss shoulders, "There, all done, isn't she pretty Blake,"
"Incredibly so," Blake agreed.
Weiss felt the urge to hide behind her hands at the sudden compliments and pouted at Blake who used the opportunity to push the attention away from her.
"Dork,"she mouthed at Blake who smiled smugly before she sipped at the water thankful for the refreshment.
"Well then, good night girls," Kali waved at them as she made for the exit. Blake took the tea in her hands and wished her a good dreams as Weiss returned the greeting with her thanks. "I'll have to steal your girlfriend for a nice girls day out someday be warned," She winked at Weiss who almost choked on her water leaving a very entertained Blake to rub circles on her back as her air pipes cleared.
"Your mother is a woman to be reckoned with," Weiss chuckled laying her empty glass back on the tray, "I like her...spunk,"
Blake moved closer humming in response, "I'm happy you're having fun," She had been a little worried of the outcome of the day but felt relieved to see her parents mellow, especially her father.
"I should warn you dad is probably preparing a playlist for you,"
"Oh I look forward to it," she said wrapping an arm around Blake, "He's very..." She quieted down as Blake gingerly placed her arm around her shoulder letting Weiss lean into her, "fatherly,"
"Weiss?"
"I'll admit I'm a little jealous," she sniffed a little miffed at the gnawing feeling she had been experiencing at times during the day. Blake pulled her closer with an arm nuzzling into her hair as she cooed.
"You know, me too,"
Weiss glanced upward raising her brow. The confused expression tugged at Blake's heart strings and she planted a quick kiss on her forehead.
"After meeting Yang and then your sister, as an only child it felt like I missed on some fun," she admitted sipping lightly at her tea. "See, it's no biggie,"
"You're starting to sound a little like Yang," she scoffed turning to settle into an embrace. Her relaxed expression as Blake stroked her hair helped ease the cat faunus' concern. Blake knew it was a sore subject for Weiss and it was never easy for her to handle it as she found herself lucky with being blessed with loving parents.
"That's a good thing, Yang is a force to be reckoned with," she commented finishing her drink and setting the mug back on the tray.
"I suppose so," Weiss agreed before fixing Blake with her most chastising glare, "It doesn't mean I'll forgive you so easily for giving her Winter's number,"
Blake laughed at her mopping girlfriends hiding in her chest and returned the embrace lifting her in a bear hug and relishing in the cute squeals, "It was for a good cause I swear,"
"Fine," Weiss humphed as she was put back down on her feet. An idea popped into her mind as the excitement of the day kept the weariness of traveling at bay. "The night is still young I suppose..." she lingered on the last syllable tapping a finger on her lips, "There is one way you could make it up to me,"
One of Blake's ear flattened to the side at the smoldering look she was given and she tugged with her arms pushing Weiss t come closer until their foreheads were touching. It was her favourite thing to do, as it let her get a good look at Weiss face and the slight curl of her lips as they embraced sent a jolt of electricity to the tips of her toes. She could feel the warm breath on lips as they parted in anticipation and purred in response as to Weiss fingers gingerly caressing her hair aiming to scratch at the base of her cat ears.
"Gladly,"
A/N:this was longer than I thought it would be, this is definitely post haven and post atlas, I feel like the faunus in menagerie would know Weiss is on their side from the battle of haven but I don't think they'd all be comfortable with a schnee just yet and some would probably be still against her. The road to redeem her family name is long but I believe our favourite heiress can do it. Since I wanted to focus on meeting Blake's parents I didn't get to write much of the conflict. i'll look forward for schnee belladonna interactions in canon as well. I do hope we get to see the contrast between families, it would be a nice development for the monos too. Until next time. See ya.
Note no 2: Once again I read this lightly bec busy day ahead. I apologise for any mistakes and hope you all like this.
