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~Ruby's POV~

The cold air hits my face and I can't help but smile. It's almost three in the morning but here I am . . . outside. I can't sleep, it's too great of a night for that.

Yang couldn't get over the way I looked and I guess she's not the only one. She is my sister so she's duty bound to tell me how nice I look . . . but it was nice to have the eyes of a boy on me. Especially a good looking boy – several of them actually. One of which I've been trying to get the attention of since day one . . . the other I've never met before. Either way I'm happy.

I find myself at the statue in the courtyard when I hear footsteps. I can't help but jump helplessly without my weapon.

From the shadows comes a figure – it's Roman. One of the boys from the dance, the one who danced with me. I smile with relief.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you . . ." He says and for the first time I recognize the sly lilt in his voice. His cheeks flush pink and a look of regret and embarrassment crosses his face.

"No, it's okay!" I blurt out though it's not okay. I hate being scared like that – left feeling incapable of protecting myself.

"I should leave . . ." His hand points in the other direction as he turns to walk away.

I don't want him to leave. The word leaves my mouth before I can stop. "No!" I can feel like my cheeks flaming. "I mean please stay . . . I don't mind. It's nice to have some company . . ."

"Okay." He agrees.

~O~

We sit in comfortable silence for almost an hour until I finally stand up, a yawn tumbling from my mouth.

"Thanks for the company . . . and for the dance. Sorry about your feet." I giggle at my own joke. Deep down I feel bad for crushing his toes while dancing. I don't expect an answer and I don't wait for one as I start to walk away.

"Anytime, Red." He says and I force myself to continue walking.

I can feel the stupid smile and heavy blush spread on my face – he gave me a nickname.

~O~

~One week later~

~Romans POV~

Life, as always, falls back into its normal rhythm. I haven't seen Ruby since that night and some stupid part of me was hoping she'd take me up on my offer of dancing or keeping her company. I probably won't see her again unless fate decides we should reunite.

Tonight, my team and I sit in horror as we listen to the fight unfolding right outside our door. It's Adam and Blake again. I'm not quite sure what they're fighting over but it does not sound like something siblings should be fighting about. Out of the corner of my eye I see Junior and Neo signing to each other. They both look scared and I can pick out pieces of the conversation. Adam . . . Blake . . . No . . . White Fang . . . Three- of- us safe?

I don't blame them for being worried, I am too. Finally the door knob turns and Adam enters, the door slamming behind him. I don't dare ask what's wrong.

~O~

I wake to the sound of footsteps and a closing door. One of the first things I notice is Adam missing from his bed. I know it's not a smart choice but I move to follow him anyway. As I carefully climb out of bed I realize just how bad of an idea this is. If I get caught I'm screwed. On the other hand, Neo and Junior were right, something is totally up with Adam. I just want to know what.

Adam's trail leads to the other side of the school, the same spot I saw him talking to my sister and her friends before. I can't pick up a single word from their conversation and once again I feel as if I've come to a dead end. I won't bother with this any more than I feel the absolute need to. I turn and head back to the dorm. Once again if they noticed me, they don't bother to care.

~O~

Growing up, Cinder and I were close. I guess all siblings are in the beginning . . .

Cinder used to be quite the trouble maker herself.

Around the age of ten she'd start to come up with these plans. Cinder would grab my hand and lead me to the back room in the house and close the door. She'd drop her voice real low and tell me some sort of plan that would more than likely get me in trouble. I was a young fool who'd do anything to impress his older sister so of course I did everything she said.

In the end I was the one to get a reputation. As Cinder grew older she'd become less interested in me being her little minion. She stopped pulling me into the back room and stopped telling me what to do. I personally was thankful. Little did I know that'd she'd continue to make trouble.

Somehow, (and I still fail to see how) she'd frame me for crimes she'd committed herself. Some people are just made to get away with everything.

AN

Special thanks to NymphettEcho for editing this fic! You are amazing! Anyways I would have updated sooner but life got in the way. It's not over though... won't be for some time. I don't really know. Enjoy