Crazy Tactics Gone Awry

Burning Love!!!!

Title seems a bit... Off. Probably cause my brain is tired, soooooooooo tired. Or it might be cause I'm running out of ideas? Nah.
Also, quick update. Since I don't have anything to do, I might start making a new story. Wonder what'll it be about?

STORY TIME!!!!

[RWBY room]

Back in the land of the smitten kittens (*snicker*), the girls are already up. While getting ready to start the day, they notice that you are gone again, they have a little convo, that may or may not hurt my non-existent soul.

Weiss: "Where do you think he's this time?"

Blake: "Probably thinking of another way to break our hearts again."

Weiss: "Blake! Why would you say that?!"

Blake: "Cause it's probably true?"

Yang: "Of course it's not true! What's gotten into you, Blake? Why do you hate Matthew all of a sudden?"

Blake: "It's not that I hate him, it's just..." She assumes the fetal position, her face hidden behind her knees, only her eyes still being seen.

Ruby: "It's just what, Blake? I might not have been hurt by him like you three were, but what do you expect from a guy who's never even thought about having a girlfriend? He's kind, caring, generous and treats everyone like he knew them for years. Can't you just forgive him for one little mistake?"

Blake was still just sitting there on her bed, hands around her legs, knees hiding her face, when she says: "Well, if he does still care about me... About US, why doesn't he just show it?" her eyes already starting to tear up a little bit.

Her question caught the others off guard. Nothing but silence in the room until Ruby says: "Come on, girls, let's get ready for class."

Blake: "I'm gonna stay here."

Ruby: "It's okay, Blake, you don't have to go. You can just sit here on your bed until you feel better."

She just nods her head and lies on the bed, face turned towards the wall. The others just leave the room, worried about Blake.

[armory]

You returned to the armory at exactly 9:30, as you promised, and found Nora napping on a bench in the main hall. You figured she was checking out the weaponry, since there was a FAMAS on the ground next to the bench, a Desert Eagle on the bench above her head and a single .50 cal rifle bullet in her hand. (she did the "queen of the castle" thing with it)

You decided to wake her up, but before you could, your phone did a quiet (British) "caw" sound, indicating you got a message. You open up your scroll to see a text from Blake. The only thing in the message was the word "room". Now, that would have probably confused most people, but you understood what it meant.

You wake up Nora, put away the armaments, lock up the armory (with a lot of disagreeing from the little ginger girl) and walk back to your dorm room. Nora goes to class since she had a free period now.

Arriving at your dorm room, you realise something. Why is Blake not at class? This made you worry, since only something serious would keep her from school. Barging into the room, you find her on her bed, snuggled into the sheets, seemingly sleeping.

You were relieved since you thought something bad to her. Not wanting to wake her up, you quietly take off your equipment and change into your free time clothes. You sit on your "bed", listen to some music via ear buds on your scroll and relax from training and the check up.

They didn't do anything painful to you, just some standard check up procedures: reflex check, x-rays, etc. But they also did some... Different procedures. The more painful kind. Taking tissue samples from multiple places on the arm, strength check (aka. seeing how much force it could withstand before hemorrhaging began), introducing something like a drug into your bloodstream that caused you pain for one minute. But, at the end of the day, you survived and were told to come back tomorrow at the same time as today.

Of course, you always survived these kinds of things, hell, worse than this, even, but for some reason, the pain did not want to stop. There was just... Something bubbling inside you which would not let you forget the pain any time soon. Or, at least, that was what your brain came up with.

While you weren't paying attention, the "sleepy" Blake turns onto her back, puts her hands behind her head, which was turned towards you, and says: "Something on your mind, Matt?", making you flinch and fling your arms up as to protect yourself, throwing you off balance and off the side of your "bed".

Giggling, she gets up and helps you back on your "bed". The two of you just calmly sit side by side, silence filling the room. Awkwardness was inevitable, since you were still worried about her, yet did not want to be rude. However, that did not stop Blake.

Blake: "Matthew, did you really mean what you said?"

(y/n): "Hm?" You had no idea what she was talking about until it clicked in your head: "Oh, that... Listen, Blake, I did mean what I say, but what do you expect from a guy you barely even met? Plus, the whole "love" concept just doesn't seem appealing to me."

You stop talking. Quiet sobs could be heard from Blake, tears flowing down her cheeks. She says: "So then I was right. You don't care about any of us. That's it, isn't it?" the sobs becoming louder.

(y/n): "Wh-? No, of course not! Why would you even think that? I may not be in the wanting of a girlfriend, but that doesn't mean I don't like you guys."

Blake: "Then show me th-"

She was interrupted by you hugging her. You couldn't stop yourself from doing it, so you did. Blake's sobbing did not stop, but you knew that it was different. Putting her arms around you, she embraced the hug.

(y/n): "How about for starters... We cuddle in your bed?"

Finally finished. What are all those looks for? No, get away from me. No, no, NO!!!! {getting dragged to his doom by angry readers}

JK, but really. Sorry, everyone, I have no idea why I haven't been writing. Maybe I'm super lazy (yes, I am), but I hope I write more. Maybe not since my vacation could be ruined for not finding a job in two days time.

Anyway, BYEIIII!!!!