A Beacon of Hope in a Castle of Ice.

Warmth and Heat.

Pov: Yang Xiao Long

"Well, my work here is done. I will leave the interrogation up to Team JNPR! As for me, I am going to make sure Blake is alright." I quickly open the door and shimmy my way out. I'm happy for Ruby, but seeing those two all lovey-dovey makes me want to punch something. Not because my sister is being kissed by a girl two years older than her, okay, maybe a little, but that's not the full reason. I'm jealous of her.

Don't get me wrong, Weiss is nothing to be jealous over, but I have been making clear attempts to get the attention of my own crush. The time it has taken Ruby to realize she likes the Ice Queen, I have spent the same amount of time trying to get a certain person to come out with me on one night in the town, but she keeps thinking I am just trying to 'add her to my list' of people I've "conquered."'

I sigh to myself, opening the door to Team RWBY's room with Blake's scroll, looking inside to see her seated on my bed, reading that smutty romance novel of hers. I close the door behind me and walk over to our bunk beds, dropping her scroll on her bed and looking at the bow-wearing cat girl.

She changed out of her uniform at some point while I was with Ruby, Weiss, and Team JNPR. She's back into her normal clothes – her black buttoned vest that has its last button just above her belly button before spreading apart. However, it keeps trailing down in the back, and unfortunately goes down to Blake's thigh. The unfortunate part of that being it is long enough to cover that cute ass of hers.

Underneath her vest she is wearing her sleeveless white shirt, and on her left hand she has on a black fishnet glove I got her that goes up to her elbow. The glove being completely fingerless, and having a large hole to slip her thumb through. It's nothing combat effective, but I saw it in one of the shops while I was roaming Vale and thought she would like it. I get a happy feeling anytime she wears it – which is not often. I'm not sure if she doesn't wear it to torture me, or if she truly is not a huge fan of it, but either way it has gotten under my skin.

"So, Ruby and Weiss are now a couple. Your plan worked perfectly." I smile to Blake who doesn't even acknowledge me. I hate it when she does this. Always involved in her book and brushing me off. When will she get that I am not trying to get in her pants? I mean, I want to, very much, but she is the one person I actually want to go out with for more than a week, and no, I don't mean eight days when I say more than a week. I genuinely have a thing for Blake Belladonna. The bookworm girl with a mysterious disposition (damn Weiss for teaching me that word), has a love for the color black, and the best of all, she's a faunus with the cutest set of cat ears! I wish she wouldn't wear that bow. I love her ears. The few times she shows them it becomes a fight between her and I to let me rub one, even if it's for a few seconds.

"Was there ever any doubt that my plan wouldn't work?" I shake my head, snapping out of my thoughts of the long list of things I could say I like about Blake.

"You know what I mean, no need to be a hostile Kitty." I counter, hopping up onto my bed with her. She is sitting with her back against the wall and her legs fully extended. For some reason she always is on my bed when she is reading. Must be a cat thing. When I climb up, I lay down on the opposite side of the bed, taking a look at the cover of her book, tracing patterns on it with my eyes.

"Not trying to lay on my lap today, Blondie?" She lowers her book just enough so I can see her sharp stare over the top of the book.

"Nope, you are probably mad at the catnap joke I made while you were pretending to sleep, and have it in your mind to stop me the moment I try." If there was one thing I could say I knew very well about Blake, it was her love of mind games and getting even. She is one spiteful girl, but I am not much different. I just use my fists instead of my head to get even.