By the hands of the Gods, you have been plucked from your time and from your world, dropped into the box.
Only the box is a world of its own.
We are a mass crossover based on the concept of Pandora's Box. Characters from nearly any fandom can be played here. Because of the endless character possibilities, we are canon only here at Pandora. Take a peek at our rules and plot information before starting your new life in Pandora.
March 20th, Y109 “Yang? Ruby? Weiss!?!?!” The raven-haired girl called out as she looked all over the forest that she found herself in at the moment. It was weird, she did not remember there being any woods underneath their ship when she fell out of it. Hell, she didn’t even remember hitting the ground. All she remembered was being on a ship en route to Atlas with her friends and then suddenly she was there on the ground, with her team nowhere to be found. “Guys!?”
There was the sound of critters all around her but the sounds she sought never came, there was no indication of her friends being around nor the ship hovering in the air looking for her. It was like she had disappeared. At least she wasn’t completely screwed, she still had her weapon, Gambol, broken as it was.
That, however, did not mean that she was happy, far from it, it was getting dark soon from the looks of it and that meant needed refuge, because even though she could see in the dark she did not want to be out in the open when whatever creatures roamed in the forest at night came out. There was also the possibility that Grimm might be in the area and that definitely would make things take a turn for the worse.
Huffing, she removed her weapon from its place on her back and prepared it, setting it up in its sickle configuration to launch it and use it to find a vantage point on a branch from a nearby tree. There wasn’t a lot to see, but she could spot a village that wasn’t terribly far from where she stood. “Please be there, please be there…” Blake whispered to herself. She knew that she didn’t really have much to worry about, they were not alone, they had Ren and Nora and Jaune and Qrow and Oscar. That however was easier said than done and she found herself swinging from branch to branch a little bit faster than she normally would, her golden eyes seeing in the increasing darkness as easily as she would during the day and her ears catching any sound around her. Sadly, no puns were heard to signal the presence of the golden dragon that was her... what could she even describe her as? Her friend? More? She wasn't sure.
She could only hope that they would be in that village and she would be able to decide just what exactly they were now.
While she'd yet to settle into a proper job, Yang had been busy, for the past few weeks. Purposefully, taking every job she could so that she could remain busy, keep money coming into the house so they didn't get kicked out of it, because that was the last thing that they needed right now, and, honestly, mostly to keep her mind off of things. Ruby had been dropped back into Pandora a little over a week ago, and Yang couldn't have been happier to have her little sister back, but things still weren't the same. When she'd arrived in Pandora herself she'd had Pyrrha, Jaune, Weiss.
Oh, Blake. Every time Yang's thoughts drifted back to the raven-haired Faunus, she found herself stuck with a knot in her stomach that she couldn't get rid of. After everything they'd been through together, from when they'd first found each other in the Emerald Forest, to fighting, killing, Adam after the whole Haven... mess, Yang thought she might've missed Blake more than anyone else that she could think of. She'd supposedly been in Pandora when Yang arrived, though she'd barely seen hide nor hair of her and hadn't at all gotten a chance to speak to her before she up and disappeared with the rest of her team.
Life could be so unfair, that way. Still, all that mattered was that she'd see her... Friend? Was that the right word for what they were? Partner? They'd never... discussed it, but Yang's own feelings on the Faunus drifted towards a place that felt more real, more visceral, than either of those words could really ever describe. Maybe that was why it was easier to just try to not think about it.
Yang's latest job had taken her to a small village in the Vales, with a name she couldn't quite pronounce, her one attempt resulting in the locals giving her various dirty looks. Apparently, there was a monster lurking in the nearby woods that would come out and raid the village's farms at night, destroying crops and stealing, or just killing and eating their livestock. The pay was pretty good for what it was, certainly better than she'd been expecting, so taking the job hadn't exactly been a difficult decision.
Standing at the edge of the village common, Yang peered into the darkness of the woods, trying to see if she could glimpse any movement among the thicket of trees. A flash of shadow caught her eye as it left the woods, dark hair, golden eyes. Yang gasped, before running forwards as fast as she could and wrapping the figure in a crushingly tight hug. "I was scared I'd never..." She let her words drift off. They were together again, and that was all that mattered. "I'm so glad you're here, Blake." She relaxed the force with which she hugged her, but still held on, her head burying into Blake's shoulder.
So many thoughts were racing through her head, all the possible things that could happen, all the worries that she had for her friends, for Yang. What if she wasn't there? What if none of them were there? What would she do? She wasn't sure she wanted to find that out. Instead she just focused on the thought of reaching the village to hopefully find some sign of the golden haired dragon that she sought.
It was silly that she found herself so affected by her absence but ever since meeting her, well, things had been different for Blake, once aloof and indifferent and wanting nothing more than to be on her own, now she could not even fathom the idea of being alone and away from her friends, away from Yang. She wasn't entirely sure Yang fit into the friend category, not anymore. Not after all that they had gone through together, all the bad and the good and the trauma that bonded them.
Good thing was that she was almost out of the woods, just a couple more trees and then she was out with a particular long swing from Gambol, soaring through the air like a circus performer before landing with a soft thud, wasting no time in heading closer to the village, or she wouldn't have if it wasn't for the blur of golden that rushed in her direction and before she could even really react there were arms around her, catching her in a firm embrace that prevented her from moving. She made a sound, the air punched out of her lungs from the sudden stop yet she didn't make any attempts at stopping her captor because she recognized that hair anywhere, that powerful embrace and the scent of gunpowder and leather. It was Yang.
It was her dragon.
She slowly wrapped up her arms around her as well, returning the hug and taking in her scent, the feeling of her arms around her and her golden hair between her fingers. "I was so worried." She admitted softly, relaxing in the arms of her teammate. "Where are we?" She was unsure of just what was going on or where they were or how she had ended up there when the last time she had been aware she had been in a ship and now she was in the middle of somewhere with the person that arguably mattered the most to her.
Yang needed to take a moment to make sure that she wasn't dreaming. After all, it had only been moments ago that she'd been thinking about how much she'd missed her, missed having her with her, missed the joy she felt in her company and the bond that they could only every share with each other-they'd been far too much together to ever feel the same thing with someone else-that made them more than friends, more than partners, but Yang still wasn't confident enough to put a label on it. Blake was Blake. That was all that mattered to her, and everything else they could figure out later, once she was sure Blake felt the same way, if she even did.
But this was real. Finally, truly, real, and Yang couldn't have been happier. The woman in her arms was real, from the silky black hair that took so much effort not to run her fingers through, almost like she needed to confirm her presence, to the beautiful golden eyes that had been such a part of her life for the last few years. In all honesty, Yang hadn't been able to imagine life without her before coming here, and living it had almost been worse."I know, Blake. Me too." She murmured softly into the faunus's shoulder. She squeezed her tighter again before finally releasing her, grinning like an idiot.
Blake was confused. It made sense, Yang had been too. She'd heard something about some people keeping their old Pandora memories, but whether they did or not seemed to be random. Pyyrha had told Yang that she'd been in Pandora a bunch of times, yet she couldn't remember a thing about it. Blake seemed to be in the same position, and she was determined to do everything she could to make it all make sense for her. It was the least she could do, judging from the look of her, she was from about the same time as Yang was. She'd been... neglecting to think about that ever since coming her. It was too difficult to face what they'd done without her, even if she knew deep down that Adam had deserved it and that they were only defending themselves.
"Right now? We're in a little village in the Crystal Vales called... something I can't even pronounce. Czverkili-something, I think." One of Yang's hands came to rest on Blake's shoulder, almost as if she was trying to hold her steady, before she found it drifting down to take her hand in hers, instead. "Other than that?" She took a breath, preparing to explain as best she could from what she'd gathered from everyone else who had spoken to her about it over the months since she'd shown up herself. "Do you remember being grabbed by some, weird, black vine, things? They pulled you, well, here. Pandora. It's like..." She thought for a moment. "It's like a different planet, or something? There's space, and the moon is different. A planet-dora, if you like." Yang grinned, hoping to try to lighten the weight of the bomb she'd just dropped on her. It was a lot to take in at once, she knew from personal experience.
Seeing Yang here, knowing that she was safe and sound and that everything was okay, well, it felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She could relax, for the most part. The rest of the team was unaccounted for, unfortunately, although she knew that Yang wouldn't be so calm if something wrong had happened to them, so she wanted to believe that things were fine. So she let herself enjoy the moment, deciding that she would worry about their friends once it was over and now she would just bask in this, in the feelings that assaulted her body when Yang was close, how good it felt to have her again, in her arms and the fact that she seemed as glad as she was to see her.
She squeezed tighter for a moment but Blake didn't mind, it made the encounter feel more real, more authentic and she knew that this was Yang indeed, not some dream or hallucination that she was experiencing, no, the young woman that she held so close to her heart was right in front of her with her arms around her. She felt like crying, really, but she didn't want to ruin the moment. Didn't want to wipe the grin off of Yang's face when she pulled back and looked at her. She merely breathed deeply and kept the tears in her.
"Crystal Vales?" She inquired as the blonde explained where they were, the name didn't ring a bell by any means, even if she was not familiar with Atlas itself... it just didn't sound like a place from there. Seriously, what had happened? Still, she couldn't feel too nervous about it, not with the hand that was placed on her shoulder and eventually coming into contact with her own hand, with the faunus giving Yang's hand a squeeze to feel a bit reassured.
And then the explanation came
Vines, she remembered some of those, although she didn't remember much after that, just waking up in that forest that she had just left. The knowledge that this was another world was shocking to the Faunus, ears flattening on her head as a bit of despair took over her, how would they help save the world from Salem if they were not on the world? She didn't know. "How do we go back?" Was her first question, although seeing the grin on Yang's face definitely made it hard to stay worried for long. "Can we even go back?" Maybe this was permanent, after all.
When Yang had been brought to Pandora by those very same vines that Blake had been taken by, she'd found that Blake, or well, some other version of Blake, if that made sense, which to be honest it really didn't, had already been here. She'd barely seen that Blake, never mind spoken to her, and that, well, hadn't been easy on the blonde. So much had happened before she was taken, and she needed somebody to talk to, and she hadn't been there for her. Well, this time, Yang was determined that Blake wouldn't have to go through it alone. She'd be there for her. Like she always was. Like she always wanted to be.
If, this time, she let her.
Being there for Blake was all Yang had wanted to do, but after the Fall of Beacon, she'd never gotten the chance. This time would be different, she hoped. They could actually work through it all together. And, honestly, there was nobody she'd rather be with. Blake squeezed her hand, and Yang returned the gesture, glad to finally have her back at last, for real, this time. For good, hopefully. If she ever ended up losing her again... Yang wasn't sure what she'd do. She could take a lot, but when it came to Blake? The Faunus always seemed to be her biggest weakness. The strangest part was, Yang didn't mind that.
As Yang explained Pandora to her partner, she couldn't help but notice her ears flattening against her skull, a sign she'd long come to recognise as the girl being worried, or anxious, or afraid. Gods, she really wanted to hug her again, but refrained. It hadn't taken her long to come to terms with her own feelings regarding her teammate, but she didn't want to seem too... eager, in case the feelings weren't shared. Being so reserved was rare for her, she found, but Blake always seemed to bring out new things within her. "I... don't think we can." Yang admitted.
It was a question she'd considered more than once in her time here, and from everything she'd found, the way all of her friends had disappeared one after another, was that there was absolutely not order to it. Normally, Yang would've been fine with the chaotic and unpredictable nature of it all, but when it messed with the people she cared about, well, that was different. It wasn't permanent by any means, but there seemed to be no order to the way people were brought in and taken out. It was just random, and now that she had Blake back, she was terrified of the thought of losing her once again.
"People just kinda get brought in and then disappear at random. Sometimes they can be here for a few days, and there are people who have been here for years." Yang shrugged, hating the fact that she wasn't able to give a good answer. "You can get brought back, too, though you don't always remember being here before. I've been here before, apparently, and there was a... version of you here when I arrived a few months ago." Yang's voice was suddenly raw, doing her best to conceal the hurt she'd felt at not having seen her, the real her, in so long. "It sucks, but... I'm so happy to have you back."Her restraint fell and she pulled Blake into a second quick hug, lasting for a few moments before she released her.
It was something that she sort of saw coming, the confirmation that they were stuck there, that they could not go back. It was not something she liked but she figured that would be the case, why else would Yang stick around? Why would she forego her duties as a huntress in anything but name? Blake couldn't really think of a valid reason short of being physically unable to go back. Although then again, she had not even noticed when she had left, so maybe this weird place had even weirder rules when it came to time and apparently, reality.
The confirmation that there had been another Blake there, one that had neglected Yang only to disappear without a trace was more than enough to make her heart ache. How could she have done that? The idea of being like that with Yang again made her kind of mad, because she knew that she had done that before, when Yang had lost her arm because of her, because she had tried to save her, Blake had just abandoned her without a word. It was not fair and the blonde did not deserve that treatment, far from it. Blake would never be able to make up for that and she would spend the rest of her life trying to amend that, one day at a time.
The hurt in Yang's voice, as hidden as it was, was not lost on Blake and she felt her heart ache for the woman that had captured her affections, so much that when the blonde hugged her and let her go, she did the same, arms wrapping tightly around her frame. "I am sorry that I was like that." She breathed a soft sob. She knew she had no power over the Blake that she had seen before, but she had power now to not let that happen, not again.
She would ensure that Yang never had to suffer because of her, that she could promise. She held the hug for longer than she probably should have, so she let go after a while, not wanting to make Yang uncomfortable or annoyed, even if part of her knew that was not the case. "We..." She rubbed the back of her neck, feeling somewhat silly. "We should probably get out of here." The sun was almost gone and she didn't want to find out what lurked in the woods. "Do you have a place to stay at?" She ought to, right? She didn't seem dirty so she obviously had a roof over her head and wasn't on her own on the streets.
"Or a tent, perhaps?" Anything was better than nothing. Regardless, she could literally be living under a tree and she would still be good with it, as long as Yang was there.
Making Blake feel bad was the absolute last thing that she wanted to do, and Yang was quick to try to comfort her. "It's not your fault, Blake. When you've been here a while, you can... separate people from their counterparts, almost. I know that wasn't you." She wrapped her arms around the Faunus again, struggling to fight back tears of her own, blinking them away as they welled in her eyes. This was the Blake that she knew, that she... loved, and every single time Yang had been hurt for her, it had been her choice. She'd do it all over again without a second thought.
The last thing that she wanted was for Blake to feel like that was on her, when it had all been Yang's decision. Even with the last Blake she'd known in Pandora, Yang didn't blame her in the slightest. Instead, she was just relieved that she was here and seemingly as ahppy to see Yang as Yang was to see her. It was refreshing, for a change. Maybe, this time, they'd be able to get the entire team back together. When Ruby, Weiss, and Blake had all disappeared within a few weeks of each other, Yang had been left alone, and she hated it, more than anything. Ruby had reappeared again a couple of weeks ago, and Yang had been so ecstatic to have her back, but it didn't look like Weiss had been given back by whatever force ran Pandora. Not yet, at least. Yang had hope that she'd have all of her friends back again soon.
She was almost disappointed when Blake let go of her, withdrawing to the spots they'd been standing in a few moments ago. There was something inside of Yang that suggested she'd have been perfectly happy to stay like that forever, as silly a thought as that was. She shook her head, pulling herself out of her thoughts as her usual easy grin reappeared on her face as if it had never left."We do! Ruby and Nora are here too, by the way. We've got our own little place in Ark City. Oh," It was easy to forget that Blake didn't know anything about Pandora just yet. "It's much more like home than here. Somewhere over in that direction." Yang waved a hand towards the way she'd come out from the city to the Vales.
"We can go there now, if you like." As important as this job was to her, Blake was more important. If she wanted to get settled in right away, then that's what they'd do. "Or," She continued. "I have a little job to clear some monster out of the woods here, if you feel like it? Then we can make our way back." Honestly, if it meant that she'd have more time alone with her partner, Yang was happy to show her the ropes of Pandora right here and now. "But if we stay, we'll probably have to find somewhere else to crash overnight before we head back."
Yang was trying to comfort her, that much she could tell but that didn't stop her from feeling bad about the way her other self had treated the blonde. It just didn't feel right. "Well, I am here now." She managed to breathe out, letting Yang hug her again, enjoying the feeling of her arms around her too much for someone who was only her friend, because she knew that the blonde was so much more for her than a simple friend at this point. She needed to have a long talk with her about this... just not now.
When they finally let go of each other, Blake was tempted to simply shake her head and go back to it but she knew better than that, instead she listened to Yang speak, intently. Sure, she knew nothing about this land so when the word ark city was thrown around she didn't really have a clue as to how to feel about that, at least there was more of them in this strange world however, Ruby and Nora. They just needed Weiss, Ren and Jaune and their old teams would be complete. "What about Oscar? Maria and Qrow?" They were traveling with them when she had been taken, were they here too?
At least she got a sense of where the city was now that Yang gave her a direction, eyes shifting to where she waved at as if trying to spot it, although she was unsuccessful for the time being. She imagined that the city would be a bit farther away anyways. "That sounds good." She offered her a small smile at the prospect of heading there to reunite with the rest, not to mention, have some alone time where they could talk in peace. "Oh?" So she was basically a huntress here as well? That made sense, might as well put their knowledge and skills to good use. "I can definitely help you." Better to do that now than wait another day, especially if it was a dangerous creature.
"What kind of creature is it?" She turned back to look at the forest she had come from. She had not seen anything on her way out, but she would be foolish to think that the woods were devoid of life, far from it, she guessed it was probably just deep inside, lurking and waiting. "I am sure we can find somewhere to stay." She nodded and smiled, figuring this would be a great way to entertain them while she got time to think on what to tell her. Because boy did she need to talk with her.
Except for a certain cat-eared Faunus girl, being a huntress was all that Yang had ever wanted out of life. Sure, she loved the fact that she could help people while she did it, but what made the idea so exciting, so special for her, was that she never had any idea what challenges she would face, what dangers would be laying in wait right around the next corner, how she would have to push herself to even greater heights time and time again, and Yang found that absolutely exhilarating. For as long as she could remember, that was all she had ever wanted to do, and now, in Pandora, with no Salem, no Atlas, nothing from Remnant to worry about, she could finally do it.
"Oscar and Qrow are here, too." She explained. "Maria, too, but she's younger than the Maria we knew. Way younger, actually. She and Qrow are kinda a thing." Yeah, that had taken some getting used to, but it had all worked out in the end. Younger Maria was actually pretty cool, and about as far from a grump old lady as you could get. Who knew? Things could get weird in Pandora, sure, but that didn't always make it bad. The randomness of it all was fun in some ways, although she wished that she could have just gotten all of her friends back at once. Or that none of them had ever been brought here in the first place so that they could just keeping living their lives. Still, there was nothing they could do about it, so it was all they could do just to make the best out of the situation they were in, right?
Yang explained what the job was, what kind of creature they were looking for, and how tough she thought it'd be to take down. It'd be a fairly decent fight, she was sure, but with both of them on it, and how in sync they'd become with their fighting styles, Yang was sure that, together, they'd have the thing beaten in no time at all.
She was right, and a few hours later, payment freshly in hand, the two huntresses began to look towards heading back to Ark City, where Yang planned to let everyone know that Blake was back and to help her get settled in with them. As the hours moved on, night fell, and rain began to drench the pair, forcing them to seek shelter from the quickly growing storm that raged above their heads. "That looks promising?" Yang suggested as they sought somewhere to hide, pointing out a seemingly abandoned farmhouse over in the distance.
They found it to be empty of not just people, but any real furnishings, either. After a quick scan of the house to make certain that they wouldn't be barging in on people who actually lived there, they decided to take shelter in the barn that stood outside, a pile of hay and a large woollen blanket Yang had found in one of the rooms of the house intended to serve as something of a makeshift bed. Kicking at some of the hay to rearrange it to something more livable, Yang stood next to Blake for a moment. "Well, at least it's dry!" She grinned. As much as she wished that Blake wouldn't have to spend her first night in Pandora sleeping rough, it was the best that she could do given the circumstances."I'm sorry," She sighed. "This isn't... What I wanted to happen. We should've just gone straight back while we had the light."
She definitely had not expected Yang to tell her that Maria was there, or rather, that she was younger than she remembered her. It would appear that this place was weirder than she thought it would be. "I can't say I am that surprised." She said with a soft laugh. "He kept going about how big of a fan he was. It makes sense. It's... unexpected, but not surprising." She clarified, although she knew that Yang probably understood what she meant anyways. She was looking forward to meeting the Grimm Reaper in her prime, that was for sure.
The conversation kept going for a bit before it shifted to a more professional theme, that of the creature that Yang was supposed to hunt, what it was, what it could do and the best way to take it down. They went over a rough approximation of a plan and then set out to terminate the beast's life, the creature in question offered a challenge but was ultimately no match for their synchronized moves and their strategy, a result of the time they had been together as a team and the synergy that they had even after months of being apart. It felt nice, doing this with Yang, especially after she had learned that her previous self here had neglected her. It felt like a small step on the road to making things up to her.
Before long their prey was dead and they could head back to the village for Yang's payment, which they did, getting the money from the people there before they were off to Ark city, or whatever the blonde bombshell had called their destination. Problem was that nightfall was upon them and before long, a storm was unleashed high above them as well, drenching them with rain as they trekked to their final destination for the day. "Better than standing under the rain for sure." She looked over for other options but found none, so the barn it was. She was quick to head inside, taking the opportunity to scout for any occupants while Yang moved to the house to do the same. She would have gone with her but she felt confident enough that she would be able to handle herself, and if not, she was a couple dozen meters away so she could easily reach her to assist if she needed help.
Rubbing at her arms, Blake shivered slightly while she waited for Yang to be back, having secured the barn. It didn't take long for Yang to come back, a blanket in hand. "At least you found something." There was nothing but hay there. "I didn't have such luck." She added, still rubbing at her arms to bring herself some warmth. Even with her aura this whole wet situation was a bit uncomfortable. Still, she sat down on the pile of hay, patting the spot besides her tentatively. "I don't mind... as long as we are together." She said shyly, carefully choosing her words and looking down at the floor. She didn't want to ruin this by saying the wrong thing.
Even as much as Blake insisted it was time, Yang couldn't help but kick herself mentally for not just deciding to head back when they had the chance. This normally wouldn't have been a big deal for her, but this was Pandora, not Remnant, and finding yourself stuck here with no context could be difficult, something that she was sure that pretty much everyone who had ever been brought in had quickly realised. And... It was Blake, the one person who meant more to her than she could even begin to describe, and she couldn't shake the feeling that, somehow, she had let her down. Pandora could suck, sometimes. And her choice to keep with her job had meant that she'd be spending her first night in this weird, terrifying new world in a rickety barn covered by an itchy woollen blanket.
Yeah, great going, Yang.
Despite Blake's claim that she didn't mind so long as they were together, Yang could hear the restraint in her voice that she'd usually have pegged as shyness or reservation, but this time could only be sure that it was the sound of disappointment. She couldn't blame her. If it wasn't for Yang's choice they wouldn't have been stuck in this situation, but all she could do now was try to make the best of it and hope that Blake didn't come out of it hating her, all of a sudden. She didn't reply for a moment, as she took off her soaked jacket, hanging it over a nearby railing to dry from all the rain it had caught while they were outside, before kicking off her equally waterlogged boots and setting them down beside the jacket. If she was lucky, they'd be dry by the time they set off again in the morning. If not, well, she was a huntress. She'd dealt with worse than damp boots, even if she did really hate the squelching sound they made.
Finally sitting herself down next to Blake in the spot offered, in her undershirt and pants, both of which, thankfully, had been kept mostly dry by her jacket, she sighed once again, bringing her knees to her chest and glancing sideways at her partner. "You don't have to say that, you know," Lilac eyes raised to meet golden ones, trying to blink back the emotion that threatened to well within them. "I know I fucked up, and I'm sorry. Gods, I wanted to try to make this easy for you, you know? As much as I could. It sucks. All of this, sucks. And now that you're here..." She swallowed, voice caught in her throat. "I don't want to lose you, Blake. Not again. Not ever." She found herself admitting, surprising herself as much as she was sure it would surprise Blake. Yang paused for a moment, as her heart began to pound in her chest, so fast that she briefly wondered if Blake could already hear it. She took Blake's hand. If she couldn't hear it, she'd certainly feel it.
"I've actually had a while to think on this, and honestly I have no idea whether you feel the same way, but I guess what I'm trying to say..." Yang was rambling now, and she wasn't sure she could stop herself even if she wanted to, wanting to just get everything she felt put in the open. Blake deserved that much, at least.
Blake wished that she had her coat on her here, having it would have made escaping the rain so much easier but alas, it had been ruined by Adam back on their reality, the reality that was so far away now and so impossible to reach from the looks of it. So she was stuck with her top and her pants, it made her feel a bit... under dressed, in a sense. At least she wouldn't be too different from Yang's outfit situation, watching from the corner of her eye as Yang took off her jacket and her boots, ending up in her undershirt and her pants. It was weird, she had seen Yang with less than that, her old outfit was way... more revealing, yet for some reason she looked way more exposed than she ever had in Blake's opinion.
Her ears perked up when Yang spoke, her eyes focusing on the blonde as she sat down next to her. "Say what?" She was a bit confused as to what she meant, golden eyes peering into lilac ones with curiosity and doubt. She meant what she said and she didn't understand why Yang was saying the things that she was saying. Placing a hand on her shoulder, she squeezed a little bit. "Yang, trust me." She whispered, maintaining her distance a bit, more so to not make Yang uncomfortable more than anything. "You didn't fuck up. I was the one that accepted going to hunt the monster with you, nobody forced me." She leaned ever closer, not taking her eyes off of Yang's. She could see so many things in them, things she did not understand and things that she did. It was like a blender of emotions and feelings and she felt mesmerized by the sight for a moment before she snapped back to reality, gravity pulling her down to the now and the then.
"You won't lose me, Yang." She tried to assure her, a soft smile on her face, emotion lacing her words. Because if there was something that she wouldn't do was abandoning Yang, not anymore. She was past that now. She offered no resistance when the other huntress's hand took hers, her pulse palpitating against her own palm, making her look down at their joined appendages for a moment, swallowing before she looked up at the blonde woman besides her. It almost felt like this was in slow motion, everything just freezing around her while she focused on the other huntress as she spoke, her own pulse picking up with each word that left her mouth.
She subconsciously squeezed the hand she was holding, dumbstruck at the revelation that the other woman. "You..." She tried to make sense of the words. Surely Yang was just joking or mistaken, why would she feel like that after all? Why would she feel the same as Blake did. "...Love me?" She finally let out the question that was burning her within.
Staying silent for a moment while she processed the information, Blake finally armed herself with the courage to speak back. "I know that I... I know that I am not the most chatty person." There wasn't a doubt about it. "I tend to let my actions speak for me." She looked down at their joined hands, her pulse now matching Yang's. "I wasn't sure about this, about us. I thought that being close to you would put you in danger, because of Adam, because of the White Fang." They had hurt her before, they had tried to hurt her afterwards, but now Adam was gone and the White Fang was no more. "That's why I ran then. But I don't want to run anymore, not from them and not from you." She squeezed her hand, looking up at her face again. "Because I love you too, Yang. I want to stay by your side, no matter what" She stated with a soft smile, this was actually a huge weight that had been taken off of her shoulders, knowing that she felt the same thing as the blonde before her.
"You give me the courage to not want to run." She whispered, voice breaking as she felt tears welling up in her eyes, not tears of sadness however, but joy. Joy that this was happening.
If there was one thing that nobody could have ever accused Yang Xiao Long of, it was of having a lack of confidence. She rarely considered her actions before taking them, always so sure that she'd end up on the right path no matter which way she went, no matter what she did, everything was always so easy, because she could leap before she looked and be sure that it'd all turn out fine. With Blake, though? Every time she was with Blake, it was like all of that was forgotten, her every word twisting knots in Yang's stomach and sending her blushing like she'd suddenly forgotten how to speak.
Blake's silence after Yang's impulsive admission sent her heart racing, blood rushing to her cheeks in a silent fit of embarrassment and no lack of fear. Had she screwed this up, too? Patience had never been Yang's strong suit either, and the silence was almost deafening to her, every single nerve in her body firing wildly, telling her to just get up and walk out, or apologise, or... or.. she didn't know what she was going to do. Her gaze dropped from the woman's golden eyes down to the worn wooden floor of the barn, waiting for, what she assumed, would be the inevitable letdown, just as Blake questioningly repeated her admission back to her.
As much as it might hurt her, as much as she was terrified that Blake might reject her, Yang couldn't help but feel like a weight had been lifted from her chest, the feelings she'd been struggling with even all the way back to the dance at Beacon having finally been laid bare. Even if it didn't work out the way she hoped it would, at least she knew that she was being honest both with herself and with her friend, and everything that they'd been through, everything that they'd suffered and lost, all seemed to have been worth it.
When Blake finally spoke again after those long moments of agonising silence, Yang's eyes raised from the floor to meet Blake's once more, finding herself transfixed in the wealth of emotions and depth of feeling that played in her partner's shining golden eyes. Her hand squeezed at Blake's again, heart rate slowing to match that of hers. She listened in silence as Blake spoke, nodding along to each one her statements in total understanding of what she was getting at. She knew why she'd run, but all Yang had ever wanted to do was make sure that she knew that she didn't have to. When Yang supported her, helped her, she knew the danger she was putting herself in, and she knew the risks that might be involved with that. Even after Adam, losing her arm, she would have done it all again if it meant that she could protect her and keep her safe. That was Yang's choice, it always had been, and it was one that she had never once regretted making,
Her actual words following that took a moment for Yang to register properly, her eyes widening with surprise when she finally took in the meaning of what she had said. "You do?" She whispered, and it was only a moment before she found her own eyes welling with tears of relief, of happiness, of everything good. She'd been so afraid that her feelings wouldn't be returned, that she'd hardly considered the possibility that Blake might have felt the same way towards her. Blake had always seemed so comfortable around Sun, and well... It didn't bear thinking about now, as Yang surged forward to wrap her in a tight embrace."That was all you." She insisted, pulling her closer. "You've always been the bravest person I know, and I'm sorry that you could never see that."
Relaxing a little, Yang pulled back from Blake, though she was still leaning towards her with one hand on her shoulder and another coming to cup her partner's face in her hands, a metallic thumb coming to stroke unconsciously at her cheek. "I will always be here for you, Blake," She breathed, air catching in her throat just as she felt like her heart was about to explode from the roller coaster she'd been pulled on over the last few minutes. "I promise."
It was a promise that she intended to keep. Leaning her head forward once more, slowly, gently, Yang moved to seal that promise with a kiss, giving Blake every opportunity to back out of it if it wasn't what she wanted.
A heavy silence fell upon them as their feelings were confessed, Yang first, dropping a bomb upon Blake that had her at a loss for words. Too many emotions and thoughts were being processed and it felt like she was going to miss the chance to actually reply back in kind with something that was actually worth anything. Yang deserved a good answer, one that was meaningful and thought out. Which is why she hoped that the words that left her mouth would suffice, that they would be enough. At least she knew that Yang loved her, but a part of her, a small one, the one that she should lock up and bury told her that she really wasn't worthy of her love.
"I do." She nodded slowly, keeping the smile on her face, even as the tears welled up and threatened to spill from her eyes, some actually managing to slip and slide down her face, it felt good, letting this out of her chest, and she imagined that this feeling was mutual for Yang. She didn't really have time to react to the hug that came her way, nor would she have gotten out of the way even if she had the chance to do so, she loved being in Yang's arms, it just felt... natural for her, like the warmth of home, just smaller and more intimate. "No." She managed to breathe from within the embrace. "You gave me the courage. Our friends, but mostly you." She was sure that she couldn't have done it without them, she would probably still be running without their help, forever bound to escape from her problems. No more.
She placed a hand on Yang's wrist as she pulled back, wanting to make sure she would not pull back any further, even if she knew that it wouldn't be the case. "And I will be there for you, Yang." She echoed the sentiment, leaning into the metal hand against her cheek, not minding the coldness of the material, to her it made no difference, she felt Yang's heat irradiating from it like it would from her other hand.
To say that she was desiring the kiss that she got from the blonde would be an understatement. For far too long she had wondered how it would feel to have her lips on her and now she was going to find out. She enjoyed it, maybe too much, finding herself leaning closer to get more contact from the exchange, a soft sound escaping her throat as her hands moved to cup either side of Yang's face. She had never imagined this was how her day would go, but she was definitely enjoying it so far, despite getting soaked by the rain and being in a damn barn of all places. She could be anywhere and she'd be happy as long as the blonde belle currently kissing was there with her.
When Yang had forced herself out of bed that morning, there was no way in hell that she could ever have expected her day to end up like this. Blake being back in Pandora after disappearing would have been one thing, but this? She never would have counted on this, and it was almost too tempting to try pinching herself to see if she was in a dream. Not only was Blake here, with her, and promising to never leave, one that, this time, she truly believed with every fibre of her being, but she was admitting to sharing the same feelings that Yang had kept pent up over the years she'd known her.
Sure, being stuck in a dank barn in the middle of rainstorm after being soaked to the bone and left shivering and trying to warm themselves with a rough blanket and a pile of hay hadn't exactly been how she'd imagining their first kiss-she'd idly considered that there might have been fireworks, or an explosion, both would have been pretty damn cool-but honestly? She was finding that she didn't particularly care. What did matter was that it was happening, and that they were together. Truly together, at last. No more worries, no more doubt, just themselves, and the feelings that they had for each other.
Feelings that, silently, Yang was hoping they'd be able to explore far more in depth.
She pushed herself further into the kiss, savouring the taste of Blake's lips, something that she'd been quietly curious about for a long time, and she couldn't say that she was disappointed. What surprised her, though, was how soft they were. Not that she'd been expecting anything else, and she was hardly disappointed, but, well, for all of Yang's bluster, she didn't have all that much experience in this particular arena. Her pulse quickened as she leaned further in towards her... partner? Girlfriend, now? They could decide a label later, she supposed, a hand coming to Blake's shoulder to push her gently backwards, soft sounds of delight escaping her lips.
Everything that Yang was doing now was mostly guesswork, but she was reasonably familiar with how things like this were supposed to go, if nothing else. As long as Blake was happy, Yang would be too. Bringing herself to straddle Blake's hips with her legs, the sight of the woman beneath her made her suck in an involuntary breath, heart racing even faster than it had been before as a flush was brought to her cheeks. Blake was... amazing, and Yang briefly wondered how she'd become so lucky to share affections with her, as her lilac eyes hungrily drank in everything about her, from her slightly parted lips and sharp golden eyes to the mane of raven hair spilled about her. "You're so beautiful," She breathed, her warm, real, hand coming to trace her cheekbone, before drifting up to brush at one of her soft, velvety ears that poked out of her dark hair. "All of you."
Yang paused for a moment, finding herself thumbing at the hem of Blake's top. This was going to be a big step, and she didn't want to start if Blake didn't feel like she was ready for it. "Would you like to... keep going?" She asked, hoping that her smile would hide the nerves she was suddenly feeling at the fact that this was actually happening.