I said I was gonna do it, but it'll be a bit late. Sorry, but it's true. But instead a special, I decided to just post another chapter. The word count for my chapters seem to be growing (except this one) and hopefully I'll be able to lengthen the chapters for you guys. I'm really having fun with this story, and I hope you guys are enjoying it as much as I am.

I woke up late Sunday morning and smiled to myself. I felt happier this morning than I could ever remember feeling. I rolled over and wrapped my arms around Yang's waist, pulling her closer to me. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and Yang something mumbled in her sleep. I leaned forward kissed the tip of her nose, delighted that hers was the first face I saw upon waking.

I flashed back to the night we spent together last night.

I snuggled closer to Yang and yawned. Yang chuckled.

"Gonna take a little cat nap?" I smiled and shook my head, snuggling closer still.

"No, I'm going to bed. And if you're going to be my girlfriend, I think you should take a break from making stupid puns about my ears." She froze.

"Your. . .girlfriend?" There was such a delicious hope and happiness in her voice that I couldn't help but kiss her.

"Yes. We're a couple now, Yang." She hugged me so tightly that I swear a few of my ribs turned to powder.

"I love you, Blake Belladonna." I laid my head on her chest and drifted off.

"And I love you, Yang Xiao Long."

In her sleep. Yang smiled and hugged me tighter. This girl is the love of my life. I thought giddily. I just can't believe such a beautiful girl is all mine. I giggled to myself and cuddled closer to her. This could be the start of something too wonderful for words.

I drifted slowly toward dreamland and was just through the gates when Yang sat up and looked down at me.

"What was that noise?" I sat up and undid my bow, freeing my Faunus ears from their prison. Immediately, I picked up the sound she was talking about. It was a rumbling, purring sound. The sound stopped for a while, then I heard voices. I couldn't make out what the voices were saying, but I knew that one was female and the other was male.

The sound started up again and faded, but not before I heard a distinctive sound. The sound of a door.

I looked at Yang, surprised.

"It's. . .a car?" She looked just as surprised.

"A car? I didn't think anyone on campus had a car." I shook my head.

"I didn't either." I hopped off Yang's bed and got dressed. I looked up at her. "Only one way to find out. You coming?" She shook her head.

"I'm going back to sleep." I nodded, slightly disappointed. I found that I was starting to want to be around Yang more and more. Though I suppose that shouldn't have been surprising. I thought about this as I strapped Gambol Shroud to my back, and slipped out of the room. Then I went to investigate.

I wandered down toward the courtyard, since that seemed to be about where the sound was coming from, but I found nothing. Then I tried checking the ballroom, and still, I found nothing. I searched locker rooms, classrooms, the hallways, and had pretty much given up, so I headed to the Library, hoping for some quiet reading time. I was only a few steps away from the door when I heard the voices.

". ..where you might find books for study materials, or even just for your reading pleasure." I immediately recognized Professor Ozpin's voice, and heard Glynda Goodwitch's voice soon after.

"If you'll follow me, we'll go get you set up in a dorm." I stepped into the Library just as they were turning to leave. Professor Ozpin inclined his head.

"Ah, Ms. Belladonna, good morning." I nodded.

"Good morning." Glynda nodded her greeting. Then I saw her, and I think a tiny bit of my soul died.

Standing in front of me was an unpleasantly familiar girl. She was of average height, with long, blood red hair pulled back into a ponytail and fox ears. Her pale skin and liquid red eyes seemed strange with her slightly Asian features and made the flame tattoo on her bare shoulder more noticeable. The black tank top she wore was a bit short, stopping just shy of her belly button, bore the words: My eyes are up here across the chest, and seemed to be the exact same shade of black as her cargo shorts.

Slung over her back was a broadsword that didn't seem to weigh her down at all. She looked me over and smiled a vicious smile. Neither Ozpin nor Glynda noticed the tint of obsessed malice to her friendliness.

"Hello, I'm Kyra (A/N: Pronounced like Kira) Blaze." I clenched my teeth and offered what I hoped looked like a smile.

"Blake Belladonna." I forced the words out and gripped her hand, which she pumped up and down like she was trying to rip my arm off. Which she probably was.

"Nice to meet you, Blake." She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. I let go of her hand, but she gripped mine for a second or two longer than necessary. She let go and her hand dropped to her side. Glynda finally seemed to pick up on something and was looking between us, squinting slightly.

I stepped around them and escaped to my little corner of the Library, trying not to hyperventilate and attempting to push her out of my mind. Not here. I felt myself shaking. Not now! I was so happy. The tears dripped down my cheeks and drop soundlessly to the carpet.

'My' corner of the Library was just a small space to the back right corner, at the very end of the bookshelves, and had a wide leather armchair that I curled up in to read by myself.

I did so now, because there was nothing else I could do. I had to savor the time I had left. Because they were coming for me.

I trudged back to the dorm room slowly, dreading having to tell Yang everything I was going to have to tell her so that she would be careful around that. . .that demon.

I opened the door.

"I'm back." I called half-heartedly. Yang, Weiss, and Ruby looked at me from their respective bunks. Yang immediately noticed that something was wrong and dropped to the ground, walking over to me.

"What happened?" The look of concern on her face almost made me burst into tears again. I looked over her shoulder at the attentive faces of Ruby and Weiss. No need for them to know about our brief relationship. I took Yang's hand and took her out into the hallway.

"We need to talk." She stumbled along behind me, caught off guard by our sudden exit. I took her up to the roof and we stood at the edge. I turned toward her and let go of her hand. She planted her hands on her hips.

"What is it?" I opened my mouth, only to find myself being interrupted by my own tears. I collapsed to my hands and knees, sobbing uncontrollably and trying to speak through the sobs. Yang sat next to me and gathered me into her arms, rocking me like a small child afraid of the dark.

"Yang." I whimpered, and she shushed me.

"It'll be okay, Blake. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together." I sniffled and wiped my face, snuggling deeper into her embrace and indulging myself in her comfort for another moment. Then I pulled myself reluctantly from her arms and drew my knees up to my chest, hugging them and staring out over Beacon.

"I think we should break up." She reeled back as if I'd slapped her.

"What?! But-but we've only just-"

"Yang," I pleaded. "Please, don't make this any harder. This is serious. You'll be hurt too if. . ." I couldn't say it. She stood and paced angrily.

"And this is supposed to spare me that pain?" She ran her fingers through her unruly mane of golden hair. "Blake, what is this about?" I breathed deeply, steeling my nerves.

"This is about the White Fang."

I think you all know where this is going. :3 BUT, I will tell you anyway. It's snowballing, people. But it's only just getting started. :D Sorry for such short chapters (reminds me of the actual show) but if I write something too long, I get majorly off topic and it's impossible to salvage it. I guess you'll just have to wait for the next one. And to clarify what I said about Episode 15, this story will probably not include any of the proceedings of the new episode, but it depends on if any new info about anyone is revealed (and by anyone, I mean Blake or Summer).