Silver Eyes Ch. 14 (RWBY)

A/N: How's Yang doing amidst all this chaos?

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Yang had to admit… she really didn’t expect her first days at Beacon to turn out like they had. Oh sure, her father had made sure to warn her about guys like Cole and Yang had resolved to try to stay clear of such… entanglements as much as possible.

That was why the first thing she’d done on the flight over to Beacon was try to befriend another blonde. If she could just get on an all-female team, then she would be able to dodge all of that boy drama altogether, right?

Well no, because her attempt at making a quick girlfriend (the platonic kind, not the romantic kind) had resulted in the other blonde throwing up all over Yang’s shoes. And sure, Yang didn’t really hold it against Joan Arc. The other huntress just got air sick. It happened, though weirdly enough it didn’t usually happen to those with their Aura unlocked. The fact that Joan had somehow gotten motion sickness despite having her aura WAS a little bit strange, but whatever.

Still, it kind of killed any desire Yang had to make friends with her. That was why, in the end, she’d tried to befriend Cole instead. And okay, so maybe only trying to make one female friend before immediately moving on to some guy was a little bit fast, but eh… it was what it was.

And besides, it’d turned out to be more than a little serendipitous, hadn’t it? She and Cole had wound up being the first to meet one another’s eyes in the Emerald Forest, so they wound up being partners no matter what! Sure, Yang’s original plan of being on an all-female team had ended up in the trash, but three out of four wasn’t bad, right?

… But then one thing led to another and she found herself spying on Cole and Blake alongside Weiss. And… Yang wasn’t that kind of gal, not normally. She swore it. But… she couldn’t quite help herself. There was just something so primal about it. Never mind all the things that Cole and Blake had said to each other, the way he’d taken charge and Blake had been so eager to submit…

So yeah. Yang had gotten caught touching herself by the Headmistress. Awkward, to say the least. Especially when she may have maybe been masturbating right behind Weiss Schnee’s head while the heiress peered through the crack in the door on her knees. But hey! It wasn’t like Weiss had looked away either! Or even once tried to get them to back off! No, they’d both watched together as… w-well, as Cole and Blake did what they did.

But then Glynda Goodwitch had shown up and Yang had to admit, she hadn’t expected anything to happen the way it did. As soon as she realized they got caught, visions of being kicked out of Beacon had flashed through her head. She’d figured her entire life was pretty much over, and in the most humiliating way possible too.

Except that hadn’t happened. Instead of kicking them out, Goodwitch had essentially just sent them to their dorm without dinner. And sure, she was right that they were all consenting adults who could make their own decisions… but still, wasn’t it all a little too easy? It left Yang with more questions than answers if she was being honest. And it had her going over everything Blake and Cole had said to each other, despite initially dismissing their words in favor of enjoying their actions.

The way Cole had talked, it was clear he had a strange relationship with the Head of Beacon. More than that, he’d accused Blake of spying on him for Goodwitch and Blake… hadn’t really denied it. Or rather, she’d denied it in a way that made it pretty clear she was definitely spying on him for Goodwitch.

What the hell was that about? What was with the subterfuge? What was so special about Cole, anyways? Unfortunately, Yang couldn’t ask him outright because while Glynda had ultimately sent the three female members of Team CWBY to their dorm for the night, she’d taken Cole with her. Would he even be coming back?

Of course, there was ANOTHER source of information to be plumbed here… in the form of one Blake Belladonna. And maybe one might expect Yang or Weiss to have already tried to question Blake on exactly what she knew. However, that hadn’t happened. Ever since they’d all gotten back to the dorm an hour ago, there’d been total silence. Frankly, they’d all been too red in the face and unwilling to meet one another’s eyes for any sort of interrogation to take place.

Maybe it was time for that to change. Maybe Yang should-!

But before she can actually muster up the resolve to start asking Blake questions, the handle on the door to their dorm room suddenly rattles, causing all three women to tense up in anticipation. And then, after a moment… it finally opens up revealing Cole in all of his now-clothed glory… juggling a trio of pizza boxes in his arms.

As he enters the room while carefully balancing the boxes, his eyes come up after a moment and land on the three of them. When he sees them all watching him with wide eyes, their illustrious team leader freezes in place for half a second… before raising a single wry eyebrow in their direction.

“Don’t all help at once. Or maybe I was wrong and you guys aren’t hungry after all.”

As if daring them to lie, or maybe just summoned by the mere mention of hunger, all three of their bellies choose to growl and groan in that moment. Yang blushes but hops to her feet all the same, plastering a bright sunny smile on her face. Any guy who brought them pizza couldn’t be all bad, right?

“Our conquering leader returns at the eleventh hour… and with food no less! Honestly, I thought the Great Dragon Goodwitch was going to chew you up and spit you back out, not let you order us all delivery from the city.”

Because it is from the city. Yang recognizes the branding, in fact. Cole must have ordered it on his phone… honestly, Yang didn’t realize that restaurants down in Vale would deliver to Beacon. That changed everything!

Cole chuckles as she takes the pizza from him and carries it over to a nearby table. Closing and locking the door behind him once his arms are no longer full, the leader of Team CWBY shrugs.

“What she doesn’t know can’t hurt her, I figure. But I doubt she’d begrudge us a little pizza even if she did know.”

Wow. Did he seriously go straight from getting chewed out by the Beacon Headmistress to having pizza delivered under her nose, just like that? That was… certifiably badass, Yang had to admit.

Soon, all three boxes are open and the smell of freshly cooked dough and melted cheese and delicious toppings fills the room. One Cheese, one Pepperoni, and one Supreme. It’s a good spread… a safe spread, really. Yang grabs a slice of pepperoni as Cole grabs a slice of Supreme. Seeing this, Blake finally musters up the courage to slink on over and grab a slice of Cheese.

That just leaves Weiss, who looks entirely too hesitant for words. Grinning wickedly, Yang can’t help but tease the heiress.

“What’s the matter, Princess? Never had pizza before? It’s a bit greasy but don’t worry… you’ll love it. And besides, we’re going to be working these bodies of ours, as well as our aura more than enough to deal with any of the unhealthy side effects.”

Weiss blushes and sputters.

“W-What?! I’ve had pizza before!”

As if to prove herself, she scurries over to the pizza boxes and grabs up a slice of Supreme. But before she takes a bite, she pauses again, looking at them all curiously.

“But… are we just not going to talk about it?”

Sheesh. Talk about a total lack of awareness. Of course they were going to talk about it! Yang rolls her eyes and shakes her head.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were raised in a barn Princess. ‘Course we’re going to talk about it. Pizza first though.”

Weiss bristles and scowls, but seeing no one else disagreeing with Yang, she ultimately quiets down and begins to eat her pizza. They all do and Yang has to admit… it’s delicious. Tastes kind of like victory, especially since they apparently got away with being caught in some serious debauchery on their second day at Beacon.

Yang helps herself to a second slice and then a third, but once she’s done with the last of the three, she stops. Everyone has had more than enough time to get cozy, and that means…

“So partner. What’s your deal?”

Cole pauses and looks at Yang for a long moment. Or rather, she assumes he’s looking at her. Those damn sunglasses of his make it a little harder. But his head is turned in her direction at the very least, so she perks up and waits for a response.

“My… deal.”

He doesn’t sound confused by the question. More just amused by how she worded it. Rolling her eyes, Yang nods.

“Yep. Your deal. Because you clearly have one. Otherwise Goodwitch wouldn’t have Blake here spying on you. And you wouldn’t have enough pull to apparently emerge from a meeting with the Headmistress entirely untouched.”

Cole raises an eyebrow at that, taking a bite of pizza and slowly chewing as silence falls over the dorm. Yang flushes, recognizing he’s dragging things out on purpose just to mess with her. She’s almost tempted to reach over and punch him in the shoulder or something, but she refrains… for now. If his answer is too snarky, she reserves the right to punch him after all! Partner’s Privilege!

Finally Cole finishes chewing and swallows. Yang tenses up as he does so and out of the corner of her eye she sees Weiss and Blake do the same. Which is kind of weird… why would Blake be interested in whatever Cole’s deal is? Doesn’t she already know what’s going on here-?

“You’re right.”

Cole’s words cut Yang off mid-thought, causing her to blink in surprise. She didn’t exactly want him to deflect or skirt around the truth or anything like that, but she was still expecting him to try. And yet…

“I do have a ‘deal’. And Goodwitch might say it’s too early for me to telling you all, but I don’t care. If we’re going to be a team, then you’ll find out eventually anyways.”

With that said, Cole reaches up and takes off his sunglasses, revealing startlingly bright silver eyes. Yang’s own eyes widen in shock and for the briefest of moments, a fleeting memory from very early in her life flits through her mind’s eye. She was young… very young, but she thinks she remembers seeing eyes like Cole’s before. Silver eyes and a warm smile… and that was it.

Meanwhile, both Weiss and Blake look a little… nonplussed. Weiss is the one who ultimately voices their confusion.

“Um… is that it? You have a weird eye color?”

Far from being offended by the heiress’ incredulity, Cole just shrugs.

“Yep. That’s it.”

Silence reigns for a moment before he snorts derisively and shrugs.

“I don’t actually know much more than you lot. Apparently, these eyes of mine are special. Even worth killing for.”

That sends a ripple through them all, even Yang jolting in surprise at that admission.

“Goodwitch has me hiding my eyes from everyone because supposedly, if the wrong people found out about them, they would try to end my life at all costs. That’s my deal. It’s why I was even brought here to Beacon in the first place, and it’s why Blake here was assigned to spy on me.”

Blake flinches and mutters something under her breath about it ‘not being spying’. Yang just snorts. It was totally spying. Though, after a moment Cole looks over at Blake more directly.

“Actually, you should know that I talked to Glynda and you’re not expected to report on me anymore. You’re cleared to stay at Beacon regardless.”

That causes Blake to freeze up like a deer caught in headlights. And was Yang imagining things, or had the bow on top of her head literally just perked up a bit?

Regardless, she eventually bows her head and mutters a ‘thank you’ under her breath, which Cole nods at. Silence falls over the dorm room again for a long moment, before finally Weiss breaks it.

“That’s… that’s all well and good. Obviously I won’t tell anyone what you’ve told us. But… what about the other s-stuff. What about what we c-caught you and B-Blake doing together?”

Yang blushes hard at that. So does Blake. But Cole just tilts his head to the side and shrugs.

“What about it? Goodwitch laid down the law of course. Not allowed to knock any of you up, so I won’t. But I’m also not expecting you to sleep with me unless you want to or anything like that.”

Wow. That was… certainly blunt, wasn’t it? Yang doesn’t even know how to respond. Oh sure, part of her is all but squealing for her to blurt out ‘Yes please’ in a high-pitched voice, but she had more self-control than that.

“I w-want to… please…”

Blake, apparently, did not. Blushing profusely, fiddling with the hem of her shirt, Blake bites her lower lip for a moment before blurting out the rest.

“W-We were interrupted earlier… before we got a chance to f-finish. I wouldn’t mind taking care of your needs… before bed.”

Well damn. Yang can’t help but be impressed. Still, was she really going to let Blake take the lead like this? No, better question… was she really going to get drawn into the exact sort of naughty shit she was supposed to be avoiding? Beacon was a chance for her to train to become a Huntress and here she was on her second night considering letting her team leader fuck her silly.

He was very handsome and from what she’d seen of his dick, pretty well-endowed too. But… she should probably still resist the temptation. Right?