RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth.
You belong to you.
I own nothing, sad I know.
Big Warning: Intense Swearing!
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Yang, the beauty of Team RWBY, the only thing that keeps me going. In a world of abusive parents and a Team that thinks you're crazy. Well, I do have antisocial personality disorder, probably the reason I'm breaking into a store. The alarm has not been set off, but knowing my history, it probably will. I notice one of the cases is filled with diamond necklaces. I smash the case with my elbow, setting off the alarm, I knew it would happen. Grabbing a few of the necklaces I recognise as real, cheapskates.
Ruby: I can't believe this place is getting robbed, it's like we're real heroes!
Really. I make my way to the backdoor, hoping to get out of this without losing my only friends.
Yang: Hey!
I slowly turn around, thankful this mask covers my face. All of Team RWBY, with their weapons ready.
(Y/N): Cover you ears Red.
She looks at me curiously before complying. I take a deep breath and just let it all out.
(Y/N): Fucking bullshit! I hate my motherfucking life! Stab a sword through my fucking ass!... Okay, I'm done.
Yang: Whoa.
(Y/N): We gonna fight or fucking what.
I charge in, wholly aware I'm outmatched. My brass knuckles reflecting the faint light. Yang's fist meets my own, sending out shockwaves, pushing us both backwards.
Ruby: Yang!
Yang: Don't get in the way!
Once again our fists meet over and over again. As my right fist and her left colide, she grabs my mask with my off-hand, pulling it off.
Yang: (Y-Y/N), w-what!
(Y/N): Oh, for fuck's sake! Why, hello!
Yang: I don't understand.
(Y/N): Remember that illness I was talking about, this is it! It makes me very fucking irritable!
Yang: But we can help you!
(Y/N): That's what my therapist said, I punched him! A lot! I don't even feel guilty!
I then notice a Glyph below me, before I can even cock my eyebrow, ice erupts and cloaks my legs.
(Y/N): Fuuucccckkkk...
My head slowly raises, only to see a shot from Ember Celica fly at me.
(Y/N): Double fuck.
An Unknown Amount Of Time Later.
I wake up, I'm inside... Ozpin's office? I'm also tied to a chair...
(Y/N): Really, I'm not that crazy.
Ozpin: You broke into a store and attacked a student.
(Y/N): Oh, Ozpin. Well, if you could just untie me and I'll get back to my dorm.
Ozpin: Hmm, no regret for your actions I see.
(Y/N): No, not really. Can I go?
Ozpin: Not until your therapy is done, let's start.
(Y/N): You're my therapist? Gonna be harder to punch you...
Later.
I'm walking down one of the hallways, rubbing where my bindings where, they were really tight...
Yang: (Y/N)! Wait up!
I turn around to look at her, is she gonna punch me? To my susprise she huggs me instead.
(Y/N): Err, hi...
Yang: I was so worried, does it hurt?
(Y/N): What?
Yang: Where I... You know... Punched you...
(Y/N): Oh, I'm alright.
Yang: Where are you going.
(Y/N): Back to my dorm...
Yang: Oh. I know! Come to my dorm instead!
(Y/N): O-Okay.
She grabs my hands and leads me through the winding corridors of Beacon, finaly stopping at Team RWBY's Dorm. She opens it and dragged me into the empty room, sitting me down on Blake's bed. She grabs her scroll and sits down opposite me.
Yang: So, let's play!
I just look at her, confused, she sighs and I reaches into my pocket, bringing out my own scroll and loading up a fighting game, she then hands it to me.
Yang: Ready?
I smirk.
(Y/N): You're on!
An Hour, Maybe Two Later.
It's fourty-nine to fourty-nine, and this match is the decider. After a tense match, that seems to strain me more than actually fighting, I win.
(Y/N): It feels like you let me win, not complaining.
Yang: Well, I did but I only let people I love win.
(Y/N): Oh, real- Wait, what!
She quickly puts her arms around my neck and presses her smooth lips to mine. Feelings begin to blossom within me, is this love? Yes, I'm pretty sure. She pulls away, much to my dismay. She seems to notice this.
Yang: Oh, you liked it that much?
(Y/N): Err, well, maybe, what would you say if I did?
Yang: Hmm, I would say "I love you, my crazy, little thief."
(Y/N): I loved it.
Yang: Now you have to say "I love you more though."
(Y/N): I'm not going to say that.
Her face is filled with sadness and despair.
(Y/N): I'm going to say "I love you to the stars and back."
Yang: Aww, you're so cute, I love you!
(Y/N): I love you too, my little dragon.
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The British Book of RWBY X Reader
FanficA collection of one-shots involving RWBY characters and the Reader.
