HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO READERS! Welcome to the second Freezer Burn week of 2018, and the first time I have ever contributed to something like this. This might come as a surprise to most people, but Freezer Burn is actually one of my favorite RWBY ships, and one of the few that I still do find enjoyment from. I can't exactly place why, I think it's mostly just for the opposites attract factor, really. Nevertheless, if I were to rank my favorite ships, Freezer Burn would be a close second. So when I found the prompt list for the Freezer Burn Week Days on Tumblr, I figured, 'Eh, why not show my love for it?' So I started writing up the prompts alongside my other projects. Though it quickly began to take priority as the deadline approached, because I didn't start writing these until halfway through November.

With that out of the way, onto the show.

Day 1: Alone Together

It didn't matter how many times Weiss slammed the palm of her hand against the thin metal of the locker door, it merely clanged each time she hit it, refusing to give way and release her and the blonde as the two were pressed against each other in the narrow tube of metal. Narrowing her eyes, Weiss looked up at Yang, brushing her chin against the blonde's bosom before it sank into Yang's cleavage as she spoke. "A little help would be appreciated."

"I barely have any room to move here." Yang stated, pressing her arms out against the walls of their prison to drive the point home. "Can't you just glyph us out of here?"

"First of all, glyph is a noun, not a verb." Weiss said, trying to ignore where her face was being pressed into as she turned her head to the side, feeling her cheeks beginning to heat up. "And second of all, I can't use them to do everything. I can't just open the door, I'm more likely to tip the thing over if I try to throw the door off."

Yang let out a sigh as she leaned her head back, allowing it to clang against the wall behind her. "Well then, I guess we're stuck here until Ruby and Blake get back."

Weiss let out her own sigh, though Yang quickly realized that was less a sigh and more a sieve as Weiss spoke. "I swear to Oum, I am going to strangle that dolt when she lets us out of here."

"Don't talk about my sister like that." Yang snarled, her eyes briefly flashing red as Weiss looked up at her.

"Why not? She is the reason we're here." Weiss argued, attempting to push herself up onto her toes to better scowl at Yang and to lift herself out of the blonde's cleavage.

"It could have been Blake's idea." Yang argued, to which Weiss scoffed.

"Does Blake really strike you as the type of person to pull a stunt like this?"

Yang was quickly taken aback by Weiss's remark, silently conceding that Weiss was right; throwing the two into Ruby's locker to get them to 'kiss and make up' was something Ruby would come up with. Yang looked out the small slits into the empty locker room before glancing back down at the white-haired girl. "How long have we been in here?"

"I don't know, about an hour?" Weiss said before grunting. "I can't really reach my Scroll."

It was then that Yang's eyes lit up before she turned towards the heiress, beaming a smile down at her through the thin darkness surrounding them. "Our Scrolls! We could call for help!"

"You think I didn't think of that?" Weiss asked before grunting as her shoulders clanged against the walls, "I… Can't… Reach mine, though, and I doubt you can either."

"But you can reach mine." Yang said, causing Weiss's eyes to widen as she realized the blonde was right. "It's in my back pocket."

"Of course." Weiss muttered to herself as she attempted to sliver her arm around the blonde, further pushing her blushing face into Yang's cleavage as she finally got her arm around the blonde's waist. Yang began glowing with her own blush as Weiss began feeling around her backside, looking for the seam of the pocket before plunging her hand into it.

Weiss narrowed her eyes as she tried to ignore the position they were in as she felt around in the pocket, finding that the only thing her hand could wrap around was the cheek of Yang's rear. "I-I can't find it, you did have it on you, right?"

"Yeah." Yang said, trying to hold back a giggle as Weiss's fingers tickled her butt. "In my left pocket."

Weiss quickly froze before slowing tilting her head up to look at Yang, face red with both embarrassment and enragement as she spoke. "Why didn't you say something!?"

"S-slipped my mind?" Yang said, darting her eyes to the side as Weiss's scowl intensified before the heiress let out another sigh.

"Okay," Weiss muttered to herself as she began worming her other arm around the blonde, repeating the sequence of finding the pocket before sliding her hand into it. As she found herself pressed between Yang's breasts, her eyes lit up. "I've got-" She began blurting out, causing Yang to let out a silent moan as the heiress's mouth and breath danced between her breasts before Weiss tilted her head up, freeing her mouth as much as she could. "I've got it." Weiss said as she pulled the device out of Yang's pocket.

"Good, now call Pyrrha or something." Yang said as Weiss once again slid her arm against the confines of the locker, adjusting her grip on Yang's Scroll before pressing it up beside the two. Attempting to flick it open, Weiss cocked an eyebrow as the device remained shut, before attempting to push it open with her thumb. As she did so, she cocked an eyebrow as she got a better look at the diamond at its center before scowling up at Yang.

"Did you seriously forget to charge it again?" Weiss snarled, to which Yang put on an awkward smirk.

"Hehe, oops." Yang did her best to shrug as Weiss sighed in annoyance. "We-we'll just need to use your Scroll, where is it?"

"… In the pouch on my left." Weiss said before Yang began worming her own arm around the locker, quickly finding her way to the white-haired girl's sash.

"You can let go of my butt now, ya know." Yang said, causing Weiss's blush to grow harsher as she realized she still had yet to take her other hand out of Yang's pocket as Yang found her way into Weiss's pouch.

"We-well, not with your arm on top of mine, I can't." Weiss said, trying to look away from the blonde, which was made rather difficult with her current position of being half buried in Yang's bust. Yang stifled the urge to moan or giggle or make any noise of the sort as she pulled Weiss's Scroll out.

"Okay, got it." Yang said as she pulled the Scroll up, flicking it open before looking back down at Weiss. "What's your combo?"

"Just give it here." Weiss said as she began an attempt to worm her hand out of the blonde's back pocket. "I'll open it."

"I've already got it." Yang said as she started blushing as Weiss's fingers moved across her rear. "Just-just tell me the code."

"Like I'd give you access to my Scroll." Weiss said.

"You can just change it-" Yang tried to say before Weiss hooked her thumb into the blonde's shorts, beginning to push them down, causing Yang to let out an uncharacteristic yelp as she tried to jump back in surprise. Thumping against the locker, the Scroll slipped out of Yang's hand, clattering to the floor before leaving the two in silence.

"S-sorry." Yang said as she could feel Weiss staring daggers at her.

"Okay." Weiss sighed as she tried to look past the large breasts taking up her vision, getting a glance of the Scroll's light before lifting her right hand. The locker was filled with a white light as a set of glyphs appeared in Weiss's hand and around the Scroll. "Okay, carefully." Weiss mumbled to herself as she began to gradually raise the glyph, once more sending excitement through Yang's system as her warm breath danced across her exposed skin.

"Careful-LY!" Weiss cried out as she felt something begin to poke into her stomach before the Scroll shot up towards the locker's roof. The loud thump echoed through the locker, dwarfing the sound of cracking plastic and circuitry as the remains of Weiss's Scroll fell to the floor. A moment of silence passed as the two realized what had just happened, and Weiss once more glared up at the blonde brawler pressed against her. "So what, exactly, drove you to poke me and ruin our last chance of getting out of here?"

"I-I didn't touch you!" Yang said, bringing up her hands as best she could to drive the point home.

"Well then, what exactly is poking into my…" Weiss glared and growled before her eyes widened, the blush across her cheeks growing harsher as she realized where she was being poked from in relation to Yang. "Y-Yang, do you have a…"

"D-don't tell anyone, okay?" Yang asked, looking up over the heiress's head as her cheeks lit up brighter than her hair ever did. "I-I don't want anyone else…" The blonde found the words tying themselves into knots in her throat before she could get the rest out.

"… You're secret's safe with me." Weiss said, also trying not to look up at the blonde. "… Th-though… If it's so… 'Erect,' doesn't that mean you're also a-"

"Bisexual." Yang said. "Which makes dating a fun experience when you have a turn off for both of your options."

Weiss glanced out of the slits on the locker again, quickly noting how the room was still as empty as it was a few minutes ago before glancing back at Yang. "Y-you know, Yang, I…" She took in one last breath as she turned completely towards the blonde, attempting to calm her nerves before she resumed. "I don't hate you as much as I've probably lead you to believe."

"Yeah, me neither." Yang said, still trying not to look at the heiress who she had just confessed two of her secrets to.

"No, I mean…" Weiss began, once more pausing to find the right words. "I mean I think you're really pretty, and really caring in your own way, and really fun to be around sometimes."

"Did you just say, 'pretty?'" Yang asked, finally looking back down at the heiress against her.

"Of course, I think you're pretty." Weiss said. "Who in this school doesn't? You have great hair, amazing eyes, incredible muscles, and as you like to remind everyone, your boobs are the biggest in class." Yang felt a smile spread across her face as she heard Weiss Schnee, who refuses to use crude or brash language, say the word 'boobs.' "Why do you think I always get so angry when you make fun of mine? Yeah, I know your boobs are better than mine, I can hardly keep myself from staring when you take your shirt off."

"Weiss."

"And when your personality isn't aggravating, you're the kind of person I'd like to be around."

"Weiss." Weiss was caught off guard as Yang put more authority into her voice before wrapping her arm around the heiress's waist. "I never said my boobs were better than yours."

"W-well you're always joking about how I barely have any." Weiss said as she felt Yang gently pull her into a soft hug.

"Weiss, I…" Yang began before taking in a breath. "If it makes you feel better, I prefer girls with small boobs."

"I… What?" Weiss asked through a blush.

"I also prefer girls with hair as white and soft as snow." Yang said, and she would have run her fingers through the heiress's ponytail if she had the room for it. "And girls with icy blue eyes that light up like the sky when she gets excited. And girls with soft, smooth, creamy skin, and girls who are smart and quick witted and-"

"Yang." Weiss interrupted her as she hooked her arm around the blonde's waist. "Are you saying that while I've been crushing on you, you've been crushing on me?"

"Hard." Yang nodded, feeling her cheeks light up further as the heiress pressed herself against her.

"Well, why didn't you say anything?" Weiss asked, once again taking on her harsh tone.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I'm emotionally distant and cold," Weiss said. "What's your excuse."

"I don't come with built in gay-dar." Yang said.

Weiss rolled her eyes at that remark before looking back up at Yang more apologetically. "So… Does this make us a thing now?"

"That depends:" Yang began before pulling Weiss up against her. "Do you want us to be a thing?"

"Y-yes, of course." Weiss said, nodding her head before Yang smirked.

"Well then," Was the last thing Yang said before pressing her lips against Weiss's, causing the white-haired girl's eyes to widen in surprise before she quickly calmed and closed them, pressing herself into the kiss as well. The two took in the moment, enjoying the sensation of the other's lips against their own as they ran a hand along the other's figure. Weiss's lips tasted like sweet milk, and Yang's tasted sweet and salty, and the two enjoyed every second of the other's flavor, along with the way they were pressed together in the narrow locker.

"See, I told you it would work!"

The duo's eyes shot open before they glanced to the side, then realizing the abundance of light pouring into the locker as Ruby and Blake stood outside of the now open door, the red-haired leader with a smug look on her face as she placed a hand on her hip and gestured to the two kissing girls. "They just needed a little time alone to get their hormones running and poof, the rest does itself."

"R-Ruby!?" Weiss and Yang asked as they pulled themselves out of the kiss, a trail of saliva still connecting them mouths as Yang spoke first. "B-but I thought-"

"That we would just leave you two in my locker until tomorrow?" Ruby asked before waving a hand. "Course not, we were just waiting for you two to fess up your feelings already. Could you have taken any longer, though? I had to cancel on my girlfriend waiting for you guys to…" Their leader's words trailed of as she realized the two were glaring at her with anything but joy, and Yang's eyes had already begun glowing red.

"I'd just like to say it was all her idea." Blake said as the two began pushing themselves out of the locker, with intent on doing anything but thanking their leader.

"Blake, you traitor!" Ruby cried out before looking back at her sister and partner as they finally popped out of the locker. In an instant, a trail of rose petals filled the room as the red blur that was Ruby Rose ran out of the room.

"Get back here!" Weiss called out as she launched herself off a glyph in her leader's direction. Yang, meanwhile, had quickly grabbed onto the back of Blake's collar, hoisting the Faunus up off of her feet before she could escape.

"Now then," Yang growled as she spun Blake around. "What are we going to do with you?"

"M-may I make a suggestion?" Blake asked.

"No."

"This isn't funny, you guys!" Ruby shouted as she and Blake thrashed against the inside of the locker as Yang and Weiss walked out of the room, the blonde patting her hands together.

"How long should we leave them in there?" Yang asked her new girlfriend, who smirked up at the blonde.

"An hour and a half." Weiss said before turning back towards the locker their teammates were locked in. "About as long as we were stuck in there!"

"Oh, come on!" Ruby cried out, still banging on the locker. "We did it to help you guys!"

"And we appreciate it!" Weiss called out before hooking her arm around Yang's. "In the meantime, what do girlfriends usually do together?"

Yang chuckled as she puffed out her chest, glancing down at the heiress besides her. "Just let me lead the way, princess." With that, the two walked out of the locker room together, proudly announcing to any passerby's that they were an item now as they went out to the courtyard for a quick date.

You know, I actually had trouble coming up with positive aspects for them to list off about each other when writing this. Guess that's what happens when the series' cynic tries to write romance about a character he has little feelings towards and a character he borderline hates. Feel free to guess which is which.

Also, fun fact, this is actually my second idea for this prompt. The first idea just had them in the dorm room together, and Yang challenges Weiss to a karaoke battle. But I wanted this chapter to be the beginning of their relationship, and I wasn't feeling that idea. So I want to an RP generator, which helped me come up with this one.

And before anyone asks, no, I wasn't trying to imply that Yang was trans, I was trying to imply that she was intersex. I'm not sure why I like that idea, I just do.