Board Thread:Speculation House/@comment-16774229-20131111033009/@comment-23.123.198.41-20140906021802

Here's a scenario,

Sun double checked his staff. This may be the hardest fight of his life, but she was worth it. The monkey faunus could see his two opponents finishing their own preperations. The rules were simple: win by any means necessary, and the winner gets the freedom to court Blake and he or she pleases without interfearence from the others.

If they survive, Sun though sullenly. He didn't agree to this fight to kill, but he also wouldn't make his intentions to spare the others known. That was weakness, and Adam Taurus, ex-White Fang general, would jump at the chance to rip his throat out.

This will be a sinch, Sun forced himself to smile. Tomorrow, he'll ask Blake out and they'll go to the city, eat lunch, chill at the arcade, and end their perfect date with a kiss. Then, he can forget about this mess and go back to being the happy-go-lucky guy he is.

~

Yang still wasn't quite sure why she agreed to this. She can win Blake's heart with or without these two interfearring. After all, who could resist the Twins?

The huntress in training made sure she had enough ammo. They were all non-lethal rounds. She may be blond, but she's not stupid. She knows that if she kills either of her opponents, then Blake would never forgive her.

Yang observed her oponents. Sun was bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet. He idlely twirled his staff around, looking almost completely at ease. Working clubs and bartenders for years had sharpened Yang's ability to read people. She didn't miss the haunted look in his eyes. He didn't want to do this. Neither did she.

Adam was another story. He appeared completely at ease. His blade was unsheathed and he was fingering the sharp edge while observing Yang and Sun. His mask ruined any chance Yang had at reading his expression, but his body language was tense, his head slightly lowered as if he were a bull ready to charge.

Yang shook her head. She would not be a murderer at the end of the day. She would win. Smile at her fallen, but breathing oppinents, and then go to get cleaned up so she can ask Blake to go out with her tomorrow. They could go to the Faunus' favorite coffee shop, get sushi for lunch, and end the day with climbing a roof near the pier to see the fireworks show that was being put on.

~

Adam was calm. Calm and confident. He would win this fight easily. These children are incapable of competing with a White-Fang veteran. He had killed before and was willing to do it again. Blake would get over it. She always did.

She accepted long ago that he was not the type of guy people would show off. He was, however, the type of man to fight for what is right and to protect what he loves. Even if he has to hurt the things he loves first.

This sad excuse for a faunus and a human were not good for Blake. They should have been eliminated long ago. Now, Adam can do the job. Traitors and enemies should nothave a place in his beloved's heart.

Adam traced his blade one more time before standing up and walking towards the ring that had been drawn. It was plenty big enough for the three to have a decent battle royal. He allowed a smirk to cross his face, making his opponents sweat a bit. Tomorrow, after he cleaned the blood off his hands, he would remind Blake just why she should have stayed with him. Then, they can return to the White-Fang together and fight for justice.

~

Blake moaned as a hot mouth sucked at the delicate skin of her neck. Her lover was far too good at this. At first, they were a bit awkward, but as the two began to recognize each other's patterns, they became much more skilled.

Of course, that's just the kind of person Blake's lover is. Give them a task, and they will exceed expectations easily with a little practice.

Blake hissed as the mouth suddenly jumped from her neck, to her cat ears, which were unbound at her lover's request.

"You...are...mine," the person growled. Blake tugged at her lover's hair and connected their lips in a fiery kiss. The faunus reached behind her to open the stadium door. No one ever used it at this time of day.

The two crashed through with all the subtlety and grace of an angry rhino. A horny, angry rhino.

"What the f#ck?!"

The two seperated and Blake's partner's face flushed cherry tomato red at being caught by not one, but three people.

Blake's eyes widened. "Wh-what are you doing here?"

"We could ask you the same thing!" Yang shot back.

By this point in time, Blake's lover had buried their face into Blake's shirt and had begun muttering, "this can't be happening!"

Blake puished herself to her feet, trying to soothe her lover while glaring at the three. "Please don't tell me you're trying to kill each other."

They looked at each other, and Yang and Sun decided the best course of action was to point at Adam.

He stomped over to Blake who drew her weapon, recognizing the signs of anger. No, fury.

"You are making out with...this....thing?!" he roared.

Blake merely raised an eyebrow.

"Oh! So that's what that dildo was for!" Sun spoke up. Then blushed as he realized the implications.

Blake's lover "meeped".

"She is not a thing! I..." Blake looked apprehensive. "I love her."

"You mean it?" Blake's lover asked.

"Of course I do."

And with that, Blake pressed a gentle kiss to Weiss' lips.

~

I'm done now. Sorry if I made Adam out to be rather a$$hole-ish, but he is a lot rougher and tougher than the others. He's been through a lot and is willing to kill. Sun moves on eventually and starts dating Velvet, Adam never quite moves on and returns to the White-Fang. Blake later finds out he died in combat. Yang is depressed for a long time, but Blake and Weiss eventually invite her to join them. Ruby, who was my original pick for Blake, joins the three and they have many gay babies through magic dust. I ship Team RWBYcest.