Interrogation

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POV Tai

"So. You think youre capable of taking my sister to that thing?" Qrow asks me. He kept walking side to side, and obligated me to sit down and answer aaall of his questions.

"She asked me to, I never wanted so." I answer, folding my arms.

"So you're just interested in sex?!"

"What?! No!"

"You'll make her cry?!"

"Why would I!"

"If you make her cry, say bye to your nose!"

"I won't!"

"How old are you?"

"I'm freaking 17, it's the same as you!"

"Where are you from."

"From Patch!"

"Where. Is Patch." Seriously. He didn't pay attention to geography?! This is getting to long.

"It's one of Vale's Isles!"

"Hair color?"

"DON'T YOU SEE IT'S BLONDE?!" I point at my hair. It is obvious! What the fuck is wrong with him!

"DON'T SHOUT TO ME! You could've easily dye it!"

"Well I didn't, I'm blonde!"

"What intentions do you have with her?"

"She told me take her, SHE technically invited me! I don't have any intentions!"

"I'm watching you, Xiao Long. And are you a virgin?" Why. This just gets worse. What's the problem! Raven's going to be just a date, not my future wife! I should've never accepted her deal, now I'm just living some akward moment with Qrow. I thought they didn't care for each other, and here he is, squeezing me answers like juice from a lemon.

"Why would you need to know that?"

"If you are, at least I'd know that you don't have any real intentions with her."

"Three quarters."

"Three- what?"

"Three quarters." He bursts in laugh. At least he stopped his Sherlock Holmes attitude. "For real! It was a craaazy Friday." I look at the distance, remembering that day. By the gods, I only remembered fragments, too much drink. And it was a week before coming to Beacon, in the Farewell party. He stops laughing out of the sudden.

"It's complete or nothing."

"Then I suppose it's nothing." I shrug.

"You suppose?!"

"I ALREADY SAID THREE QUARTERS, IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME THEN NOTHING, FUCK IT, LASTLY I'M NOT GOING WITH RAVEN!" I get up, angry. I answered his questions politely, but he keeps bringing the shit out of me!

"WAIT- fine, no more questions. I just don't want you to hurt her." He rolls his eyes and looks away.

"I don't have any reason! If I'm angry, I would just maintain my distance!"

"And that's exactly what has been killing her the last month. And as the brother, I'm trying to keep things together. But she jumps from sadness to frustration to rage and it's just hard to tolerate. I even went to drink with her like 12 times, so she wouldn't be alone and drunk in a bar." I hesitate. So bad was it? I thought she was the type of girl who would just run into any man with enough experience to pleasure her as she wants. Well, I could give her another chance. If she starts acting like a bitch again, then goodbye Rae.

"Fine, I'll still go with her. But if she annoys me again and treats me like garbage, I will make her cry!"

"She would deserve it. Oh, don't tell her that I was worrying for her, she'll be a nuisance all month."

POV Qrow

At least we left things clear. I really couldn't take any more of Rae's sudden attacks of histeria. She was getting worse every day, I hope that going to this stupid dance with him would make her feel better. At least she achieved what she wants...

Summer didn't accept to go with me. I obviously asked her casually, and when she declined also pretend that it was ok. IT WASN'T OK. I felt a katana split me in a half. It was horrible. I didn't even want to go anymore...

No, I flat chest shrimp couldn't make me feel that way. I am chased by a bunch of girls, hotter, taller, why would I need her! I nod and try to pretend that that's the truth. I walk faster, hands in my pockets. Until I bump with someone. She almost falls, but I take her hand and help her regain estability.

"Oh, Qrow! Thank you, that would've hurt. What a coincidence, I was going to your room, to say sorry for acting that way the other day. I respect your decisions and likes." It is Goldilocks. I don't know if I have the humor to keep up with her or staying alone.

"No need to say sorry, I'm acting too harsh to all those girls behind me." I smirk, she blushes. "I might have changed opinion, maybe it could be fun if we go together to that dance." I emphasize the word fun. Her new blush doesn't compare to last one. "Oh, obviously, if you still accept." This is fun. This is very fun. It is useful, at least at the moment. And she really believed the theater.

Not that I wouldn't give her what I promise in my words.

"Of course! I'd love to!" She answers. Still, I could get more of this moment.

"And as a sorry for treating you that way last time, wanna go eat something? And if you're into alcohol, it would be better." Her smile fades.

"We're underaged."

"Why so serious? Who said that? Mommy?" She looks at the floor hesitating. Oh no, I have the fish over the hook, I wouldn't let it leave. I get closer and lift her chin to look up at me, currently faking an apologizing face. "Sorry if I offended you. I asked that cause I'd be drinking. Though I don't understand, if you accept the fun, why not the alcohol?" I smirk once again, brushing my lips against her. Finally, her blush appears again. And she nods.

"...you're right, it's just a night, not forever."

"Great choice." And on the boat!

As I thought, we didn't have a problem drinking. Still, she chose wine to not drink something so strong. We were almost finish with eating, when my scroll rings.

"Excuse me." I take out my scroll. WOW, 7;15 PM!

"No worries." She answers me. I see the message is from Sum, in the team's group. Damnit... Just know, when I was trying to forget how low I fell for her. I opened the message to find a picture of Rae in the middle of... A doll hallway? What did they do?

"You should look at this." I show Kayla the picture.

"Raven is looking for a Barbie?!" She bursts into laughs. I look back at the picture and smile.

"Such a tough bandit, right?" I put my phone back in my pocket and take another drink of Scotch.

"How do you drink that?"

"You get used to when you drink it 10 years."

"You first drank at 7?!"

"8. I was rounding the number."

"Doesn't it burn?" I look at it, then it her.

"Come here." I gesture her to come closer. While she does, I take a large sip of the drink in my mouth. I pull her to sit on my lap, making her yelp. I forcefully kiss her, and gain entrance, spilling the drink in her mouth when she gasps. I lick her lower lip once she drinks it, and separate. "It wasn't so bad, right?"

"Not at all" she smiles, panting lightly. This is going to be a long night.



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