You and Blake go to the training room and train, vigorously. For 5 straight hours, pure combat training, you were actually impressed how much she had improved. She was even with you now, if not better. You move in fast with your halberd and try a lunge, she dodged it, just barely, but she dodged. She returned the favor by tying her ribbon quickly around your foot while she was dodging, she had your foot and tried to control your movements, but that ribbon was a double edged sword. You pull your foot back fast and strong, yanking Gambol Shroud out of her hands, you undid the tie and rushed in, she constantly evaded Ekdíkisi and was even able to find cover every time you changed to Timoría. You cursed her luck, it was almost too good.
"Time." You call. Blake is sweating, breathing heavily. You take a breath and speak.
"Is that Clover watching us?" He walks around the corner.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist, saw you two were sparring and I came to check on you both."
"Well, if you'd want, you can join."
"Kick your butts? Sure." Qrow walks in.
"Qrow too huh? Well how about this, me and Y/n, versus Clover and you." Blake issues the challenge.
"That almost sounds too easy. But sure, I'm down." Clover cockily says.
"First things first, I have to go get something incredibly important, I'll be back soon." You run out of the room.
Qrow's P.O.V
"Well Clover, while we wait for the kid, you wanna spar a bit?" You ask the Ace Op.
"Why not?" He pulls out his fishing hook.
You pull Harbinger out, in sword form first."You can watch for now Blake." She nods her head.
"Go!" Clover yells. Both of you run at each other, you do an overhead swing with Harbinger, but he dodges, he wraps his line around your wrist and tries to rip Harbinger out of your hands, but you just punch him in the face and then kick him away. You rush forward, this time with the scythe. You're barely missing him, and he's barely dodging, as he moves in to smack you with the pole, you go to block it, he sweeps your leg and knocks you in the face and gut with his handle, he wraps the line around you and restrains you.
"I win." He chuckles.
"Yea yea..." You chuckle back.
"Okay I'm back." He's holding a bag. You look at him knowing what he's going to do.
"That love struck kid, oh well, I'm not gonna tell him no."
Y/n's P.O.V
"Okay, let's go Blake."
"Ready."
"I hope so kid, we're pros after all." Qrow mocks.
"Go!" Clover yells. You decide to try and take Clover while Blake tries to handle Qrow. As you move in, you know you're in trouble at close range, he can just restrain you and you're done.
You have an idea."If I can get cold enough, maybe I can freeze his line, and he won't be able to restrain me or use his weapon." You say in your head. You lower your bodies temperature to -300 degrees, knowing that should be enough to freeze it.
"Ohh, you're smart kid." He gets up close and personal and tries to hit you with a combo of lefts and rights. You dodge them, especially with how cold you are, your combat abilities are untouched.
"Thanks, I appreciate it. Wait until you see what I got Blake in the bag."
"Well..." He says continuing to throw combos out.
"Good luck kid." He winks.
"Thank you." You manage to get a good hit in with your weapon and throw him off balance, nows your chance, you sweep him and kick him. His Aura is down.
"Nice." He says.
"Thanks." Now you look at Qrow, he's lowered Blake's aura to its losing point.
"You can do it babe!" Blake cheers you on. You and Qrow stare and talk.
"Just like training back in Patch huh?" He says to you.
"Well... not exactly. This time I'll win."
"Funny." He jokes. You both end up clashing your weapons and locking each other in.
"So... who exactly is Clover?" You're curious about him.
"Clover is the leader of the Ironwood's Elite Task Force, The Ace Ops. He is pretty happy go lucky." He chuckles.
"Speaking of lucky, why does he keep saying that?"
"Oh right, you were still in the hospital, his Semblance is literally the exact opposite of mine, his is good fortune." Qrow explains. You look at Clover and he winks at you, throwing up a thumb.
"Well now, I am going to win. He just gave me a thumbs up."
"Lucky you. Also, I know what's in the bag." You both jump back, clash your weapons again, and lock once more.
"Clover does too, he told me good luck." You chuckle.
"Oh then really lucky you."
"Yep." You sweep his leg and catch him by his jacket, pointing Ekdíkisi at him.
"Lucky me." You laugh, so does Qrow.
Later...
"Alright kids, were going to go talk to James, see you two later." Qrow walks off waving.
"Blake, one more. Come on, fisticuffs only." You have it in your pocket.
"Fine." She gets ready, she runs toward you.
You drop down to one knee.
She stops dead in her tracks.
"Y/n... are you... are you serious?" You nod and smile.
"Blake Belladonna. Will you marry me?" Her legs give out, you catch her in your arms before she hits the ground.
"I think I will. That sounds great." You both kiss and when you break, she smiles at you.
"Man, that smile." You say.
Blake Aspro is a reality now. Volume 7 is fixing to start heating up now. Again, thanks for reading! -P
P.S: I literally just got why the Ace Ops are called the Ace Ops, they're all based on Aesop's tales and I didn't get it, I'm stupid.
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