Male Reader x RWBY: Volume 3 / Reader x Yang Xiao Long

Chapter V: Just Like Magic

There was something strange about that Penny girl. Her match against Russel Thrush and Sky Lark barely lasted a minute, not even mentioning the fact that her teammate stood back and let her do all the work. Then again, it's not like Team CRDL were phenomenal fighters. On more than one occasion they had tried to corner you, Cardin still wanting revenge for embarrassing him in the middle of the cafeteria. They never did seem to learn, and each time you walked away unscathed, leaving the four in an unconscious pile out of sight from prying eyes.

It was the next match however, that you were excited for. Sitting in the front rows with Ruby, Blake, and Team JNPR, you smiled as you watched Weiss and Yang step out onto the field, Yang's hair reflecting the brilliant light of the sun. Across from them were there opponents; Neon Katt and Flynt Coal of Team FNKY. Guess not all teams are named after a color.

What you had hoped would be a respectful battle turned out to be, not that. It seemed Mr. Coal had some personal vendetta against the Schnee family for running his father's shop out of business. For this reason, he was particularly acerbic towards Weiss, which you thought was uncalled for. What really made you mad though, was the tone Neon took with Yang. Their conversation, amplified by microphones around the stage, caused you to scowl.

"Hey, why don't you!" Neon mocked. "That's what you sound like."

"Uh..." Yang said, scratching the back of her head.

"Hey, where'd you get your hair extensions."

"This is just my normal hair."

"Ooh, really?"

The frown on your lips spread to your forehead as your eyebrows furrowed. The tone in Neon's voice made your eyes narrow in displeasure. You weren't quite sure you liked that girl.

"You should try rollerblading sometime. It's super fun. It'd probably take you a while though, since you're so, you know, top heavy."

You rose to your feet in anger. You really didn't like that girl.

"(F/N), sit down." Blake says, grabbing your arm and forcing you back into your seat.

Still scowling, you slowly sat back down, carefully watching the fight below. Almost immediately, Flynt caught Weiss and Yang off guard. Then, in a rainbow colored blur, Neon separated Yang from Weiss, taking her into the farther half of the arena. You grew more and more anxious with every passing second as Neon managed to circle Yang, delivering blow after blow.

"Come on Yang." You hissed under your breath. "Keep your hands up."

Sliding under Yang's right jab, Neon managed to freeze her leg in a thick case of ice.

"Look, now you're bottom heavy too."

Your eyes glowed a menacing (F/C) as you released a low growl, your fists clenched around the end of your chair's armrests, grinding them into dust, and your heels dug into the ground, cracking the concrete beneath you so that your seat sank into the ground slightly. Ruby looked at you nervously, inching to the other side of her chair as far from you as possible.

"I wasn't trying to say you should go on a diet. I was saying you really need to go on a diet."

You'd never been more furious in your life. Your entire body was now emitting a powerful (F/C) glow as your muscles tensed with anger. You slammed your fist on your knee, the energy passing through your leg and into the ground, shaking your entire half of the arena. Several members of the audience panicked as their seats shook. They thought the Amity Arena might be about to fall from the sky. Meanwhile, you were thinking to yourself that if there hadn't been an energy barrier separating the audience from the arena, you might have just jumped into the ring yourself and taught that filthy wannabe skater a thing or two about disrespecting your girlfriend.