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Yang and Blake leapt apart, both of them drawing their weapons.
"Who's there?!" Yang shouted.
"Don't shout, that'll only attract Grimm." Blake said calmly, Gambol Shroud pointed up into the trees. "Our little visitor can hear us just fine."
"Our little visitor better come down before I shoot them down."
"Okay, okay! I'm coming down!" Came a voice from the trees. Blake and Yang didn't move. "Just don't shoot, okay?"
"No promises." Blake said.
"Fine."
A figure jumped down onto the ground, pulling a flurry of red leaves with him. He stood up, his hands immediately held up in surrender.
"I'm down, okay?"
Yang glanced at Blake, waiting for her reaction. After all, she could see the best in the darkness. All Yang could see was spiky hair and a...tail?
"Are you a Faunus?" She asked.
"Yeah, but I'm not with the White Fang, please don't kill me."
Blake frowned; she knew that face, she knew that voice.
"Sun?" She asked doubtfully.
"Oh thank God, you remember."
Yang watched as Blake lowered her weapon. She hesitantly did the same out of trust.
"Blake, you know this guy?"
"Yang, this is Sun, a childhood friend."
Yang couldn't help the flood of jealousy that flew through her for a moment as she watched Sun shake some leaves out of his hair and share a hug with Blake. It was gone before she could acknowledge it, her usual friendly face on.
"Sorry I ruined your moment."
"You're just a disgusting creep." Blake said, laughing as they pulled apart.
"Hey. I wouldn't go that far. I swear I was gonna come out when it was the right time."
"You're not really selling yourself to me here." Yang said, smiling as she glanced at the happiness on Blake's face. They looked at each other, and Blake must have seen the weary look in her eyes.
"Sun is trustworthy, don't worry. I've known him since we were four years old."
"Yeah, and you're still just as annoying."
"Watch it, punk." Yang said jokingly, making Blake roll her eyes and step to stand beside her. Yang turned her head to look at her. Blake's eyes flashed golden in the moonlight and the wind blew a few strands of her hair across her face. Yang took a moment to admire her.
"Hey, lovebirds, I don't want to put a downer on your next moment, but on my way here I saw a pack of Grimm walking around. They're headed this way."
Yang turned to face him, her face unamused.
"Yeah, still not selling yourself."
*
Weiss stepped out of the elevator and walked the short distance to her apartment door, her keys jangling in her hand. She had spent the entire day at the CCT, digging through all the available files on Montelimar Industries. She hadn't found out anything she didn't already know. Basically, they used Dust to build luxury homes and appliances. The company had been founded twenty-six years ago by a couple of aspiring architects with big dreams, and somehow they'd gotten it off the ground and were now working on going global. They'd stricken a deal with the Schnee Dust Company in order to account for their bigger market. Apart from a brief affair between a politician's daughter and one of the CEOs, there was no dirt on Montelimar Industries. They were almost squeaky clean.
Weiss yawned and pushed her key into the lock, but as soon as she turned it the door swung open.
"Weiss!"
Ruby stood infront of her, smiling like she was relieved. Weiss blinked in shock, still holding her key out.
"Ruby? What are you doing in my apartment?"
"Umm...long story." Ruby smiled nervously and scratched the back of her neck. Weiss still hadn't moved. "You should probably come in now. Like right now." Once she was inside Ruby shut and bolted the door, but not before looking out into the hallway.
Weiss froze when she saw the state of her living room. The coffee table was broken clean in half, the glass from the balcony windows lay shattered all over the room, the paintings were barely hanging onto the wall, her television was cracked, and was that blood on the carpet?!
"Ruby," Weiss fumed. She turned around to face the girl, who winced and stepped backwards.
"I know it looks bad, but I promise it wasn't me."
"Then who was it?"
Slowly, Ruby pointed over her shoulder towards the bedroom. Sparing one last glare at Ruby, Weiss stormed past her and peered into her once immaculate bedroom. There were muddy footprints along her white carpet, and...there was a guy on her bed. Specifically, he was the guy that had stalked her and disappeared when she confronted him.
"What the hell is he doing here?!" She shouted. Ruby desperately tried to hush her. She didn't have to; the guy was still passed out, his mouth open, snoring lightly. "Don't shush me! He's dangerous!"
"He was trying to protect you!"
"Yeah, like I'm going to -"
"Some guy broke in here and began tearing the place apart, then Neptune came in and they beat each other up and now the guy is gone but Neptune's in a pretty bad shape." Ruby finished, rushing her words in order to tell Weiss what happened before she exploded. To her surprise, Weiss stopped short, a frown replacing the anger on her face.
"What reason...what were they looking for?" She asked herself, turning and crossing her arms.
"I don't know."
Weiss turned and walked into the bedroom. Ruby ran after her, tugging her arm.
"Please don't kill him! He can help us!"
"I know that! Ruby, let go."
Weiss tore her arm away from the girl and reached for a bottle of water on the dresser that she emptied onto the guy's face. Neptune. His name was Neptune.
Neptune coughed and spluttered away, rolling over onto his side. Weiss drew Myrtenaster and attempted to make herself seem as threatening as possible as she aimed it at his chest.
"What's your problem?!"
"Tell me what happened. Now."