I'm All Yours, All You Have to do is Ask.

chapter 1

Another one. 

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She pulled the bike to a stop, the engine rumbling beneath her, setting a foot down to take in the view. She had to say, Menagerie was a gorgeous place, with its tall palm trees, the island surrounded by beautiful beaches, and the center of the town buzzing with activity. Merchants and townsfolks were chatting, filling the air with voices and laughter, sometimes children running through the mass with shrills as they laughed.

She killed the engine, jumping off the bike and bouncing on her feet a little, thankful for the stretch, as she pulled off her sunglasses. She pulled the bike beside her, nodding with a smile at the people looking at her. But when she arrived at the top of the hill, the rest of the town lying before her at the bottom of the valley, she stopped.

She managed so far, but even if she wanted to find Blake, she had to know which house was hers. And so, she tried asking the townsfolks.

Some stared at her, suspicious, and when they noticed she wasn't a faunus, they turned on their heels and walked away. Some ignored her. But she continued to ask, with a smile, understanding that they probably didn't see many humans on the island often. And at some point, one man, tall and lean, with rounded ears at the top of his head, pointed at the end of the hill, down the road.

"It's... that way?" she asked, following the direction.

"No" he grumbled. "It's that one. The Belladonna household."

Blonde eyebrows rose, almost reaching the line of her hair. The man pointed at the huge house, sitting at the end of the road down the hill, surrounded by palm trees and small houses.

"The big one?" she asked again, just to be sure.

He nodded, blinking down at her with his soft green eyes, his face as hard as a block of ice.

"The big one down the main road, can't miss it. Got it. Thank you, sir" she said with a large smile, extending her hand in front of her.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced down at her hand, Yang realising she had offered her prosthetic hand too late, but a small smile pulled his lips as he took it, shaking it a little.

And she pulled her bike beside her again, the crowd too thick to drive around, to the big, white house at the end of the road. She stopped in front of it for a moment, hoping that her friend would be there. She set her bike on the side, near the front door, and climbed up the stairs, bouncing on the balls of her feet in front of the door, taking a deep breath. She was nervous. She had rehearsed what she would say to Blake all the way. She could do this. Sucking in a deep breath, she knocked with her left hand, five times. Because it wasn't too much, and not too less. Anyway, that's what she had always told herself.

She expected unfamiliar faces, or Blake, to open the door. So when the door swung open and a tall, blond man opened the door, she blinked, taken aback.

"Sun?!"

His eyes widened, his smile reaching his ears as he gasped loudly.

"Yang! I'm so glad you're okay!" he nearly shouted, jumping forward as he wrapped her in a hug.

The blonde hugged him back, still a little shocked but glad to see him, too.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as they pulled apart, smiling.

"Yeah, I kinda followed Blake after she uh... left" he answered, chuckling nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Before Yang could say something, a gasp behind Sun caught her attention. Stepping on the side, she could see Blake, her wide amber eyes staring at her, as she clutched at the sleeves of her long, white coat. Blake had always tried to keep her emotions in check; well, always tried that it wasn't apparent on her face. But right now, Yang could see relief, joy, guilt and fear passing quickly, and she took a step forward, tentatively.