It's the final chapter of FlashYang! Wuhuhu! Are y'all excited? There's some time skipping going on, but the beginning is basically set in their final year of college. The last part is set a few years after college. As always, I've got more to say at the bottom, so for now, let's get on with the last chapter of FlashYang!

"Blake, what do I do? I'm so nervous," Yang asked, pacing back and forth in front of her bed.

Blake was following her best friend with her eyes from atop Yang's bed, her legs crossed. She had awoken to her phone ringing incessantly, and when she finally answered, she had almost lost hearing in one of her poor ears.

"Yang, if you want me to help you, you need to tell me what's wrong," Blake said, her voice rather monotone. It was far too early in the morning for this. Frankly, she was surprised Yang was even up at this time, especially since the blonde was a firm believer in not rising before noon unless absolutely necessary.

Yang fidgeted in place for a moment, something that was rather unlike her, Blake noted. "It's… about Weiss."

"Figures," Blake muttered. She stifled a yawn with her hand before continuing. "What about her?"

"I want to ask her to move in with me once we graduate," the blonde blurted out. Her lilac eyes were wide, and Blake could guess that her heart was going a-mile-a-minute.

"Then do it." Blake lowered herself onto the bed, her eyes closing as she did so. "Can I go back to sleep now?"

Yang grabbed her shoulders, forcing her awake. "I know that! What I'm worried about is how I'm gonna do it! What if she says no?"

"You told me to be myself when I asked Ruby to be my girlfriend, so I asked her in the library where I felt comfortable. Why don't you follow your own advice?"

"But what if she says no? What do I do then?" Yang was frantic, her negative thoughts driving her into a near-panicked state.

Without a word, Blake reached up and flicked Yang on the forehead with all the force she could sleepily muster.

Yang stopped, rubbing her forehead gingerly. "Ow! What was that for?"

"You need to calm down." Blake pushed herself up, resigning herself to staying awake.

"Look," she sighed, "Weiss was known as 'Ice Queen' before she started going out with you. Ruby said Weiss is the happiest she's ever seen her. And honestly, she's been a great friend to me."

"What's your point? My girlfriend is awesome. I know that." Yang puffed out her chest with a bit of pride.

Blake resisted the urge to sigh, instead settling for a roll of her amber eyes. "My point is that Weiss has changed a lot because of you. She loves you, Yang. If you asked her to live with you, she'd accept right away. She'd probably be so happy she'd cry, actually."

She was silent for a minute, letting Yang process her words. In the meantime, she began to think about asking Ruby the very same thing. The younger of the sisters still had a year of school left, but that wouldn't stop Blake from asking.

"You know what? You're right," Yang said after a moment. "I've been worrying way too much; it's not like me. So I'm gonna do what Yang Xiao-Long always does: wing it!"

"Wait, no—"

"Thanks, Blake! I'll treat you to dinner sometime," the blonde said as she rushed out the door, her shorts and tank top sleepwear still on. She even forgot to put on shoes.

Blake was left dumbfounded atop her friend's bed, her jaw loose. Weiss's apartment wasn't far, but it was still a long way to go in pajamas.

She yawned. "Might as well sleep in Ruby's room…"

Weiss, who had been sleeping rather peacefully, was rudely awakened by frantic knocking on her front door. While Weiss always woke up relatively early, she was not ready to be awake this early on a weekend. Her alarm clock's block lettering showed that it was just after 6:30AM.

"The entire building had better be on fire…" she muttered darkly.

Her ice-blue nightgown swished about her knees as she stomped to the door. The knocking had been incessant, and with each subsequent knock, her mental image of the culprit's untimely demise became more and more gruesome.

She threw open the door, nearly ripping it off its hinges. A curse that had been ready on her lips died as she found none other than her girlfriend standing before her.

Yang's usually-wild hair was even more unruly than usual; her tank top and shorts in a similar disheveled state. If her heavy breathing indicated anything, she'd probably sprinted to Weiss's apartment.

"Yang?! What are you doing here? Is something wrong?" Weiss fretted, her earlier ire all but forgotten.

"Weiss…" Yang huffed, "Do you want to move in with me after we graduate?"

"Wha—"

"I love you, Weiss! I want to live with you, and I was gonna ask you about it earlier, but I was afraid you'd say no. I want to wake up next to you every morning and say goodnight to you every evening!"

She took Weiss's trembling hands in her own, squeezing them gently. "What do you say, Weiss? Will you live with me?" Her voice had gone soft; her eyes brimmed with yet unshed tears.

For a moment, Weiss said nothing, her jaw working mechanically. All thoughts in her brain had ground to a halt. She forced her eyes to focus on Yang, who was radiating a mixture between hope and worry.

It looked like the blonde wanted to say more, but she restrained herself, settling instead for fidgeting; it reminded Weiss of Ruby.

Finally, she processed what her worried girlfriend had said. As if on cue, her cheeks flushed and she felt her eyes water.

"Yang…" she sobbed before throwing herself into the blonde's chest. "I'd love to live with you! I was afraid I would have to go back to Atlas and live with my father."

Yang's eyes widened before she wrapped Weiss up in one of her special bone-crushing hugs. She tucked the smaller girl's head beneath her chin, inhaling the pleasant scent coming from the ivory locks.

"No way. Even if we can't find a place of our own, I'll take you back to Patch with me before I let that happen," she murmured softly. She gently stroked Weiss's hair, careful of any tangles, and waited for the sobs that wracked the girl's body to stop.

"I'm sorry. I'm just so happy," Weiss sniffled.

Yang brought a hand up to tenderly wipe her tears away. "Don't worry about it! Besides, Blake said you'd probably cry, so I was ready!"

Weiss flushed. "Don't you dare tell her she was right. The last thing I need is a smug grin following me everywhere."

Yang almost reminded Weiss that she was going to be living with the queen of smug grins, but she let it go with a laugh.

"Whatever you say, Princess."

"You looked so beautiful in that dress, Yang," Weiss sighed dreamily. In her lap was a photo album from their wedding day, filled to the absolute brim. She stroked the photo she was admiring lovingly, happily taking in her blonde wife's bright smile.

A photo on the opposite page depicted Yang carrying Weiss bridal style, laughing while Weiss blushed and half-heartedly pouted. It was clear to anyone looking that she had enjoyed being carried in the style that befitted her dress, despite the forced scowl on her face.

A buzz in her pocket broke her from her reverie. She pulled her phone out hurriedly, checking the message as fast as her eyes would allow.

With a surprised gasp, she grabbed her keys and ran out the door, barely remembering to lock it behind her.

She hurried out to her car, climbing in as starting it immediately. As soon as she finished buckling her seatbelt, she put the car in reverse and sped off.

As she drove, each stoplight she was unfortunate enough to be stuck at felt like an eternity, and no amount of cheerful pop music coming from the radio could calm her down. "Come on…" she muttered at each one, her mind attempting to telepathically influence each light to change faster.

After an eternity in Weiss's mind, she made it to the freeway, driving as fast as she could without risking getting pulled over. Considering it was a Saturday afternoon, the freeway was fairly busy. It wasn't as bad as a weekday during rush hour, but it certainly wasn't clear. Weiss could only wonder why everyone felt the need to drive at the same time she did. Didn't they know she had places to be?

A few moments passed, and eventually Weiss was rewarded by the sight of the Vale International Airport appearing on the horizon. Spotting the sign that indicated the exit she needed, Weiss exited the freeway.

Unfortunately, there were many other people on the road who wanted to get to the airport, so Weiss was forced to tap her fingers against the wheel to keep herself sane. She'd never reach the airport if she got arrested for road rage.

Finally, she entered the airport's premises, parking her car in the first available spot she could find. She hurried off to the arrival area, briefly pausing to lock her car.

Automatic doors opened for her, giving way to the spacious, modern airport. Various restaurants and gift shops lined the walls, but Weiss could not care less about any of those things.

As one would expect, people were everywhere, hurrying this way and that to make their flights or retrieve their bags. Weiss tried to stay out of their way for the most part, but kept her eyes peeled for the person she was waiting for. Despite the hundreds of people passing in front of her, there was one person whom she would never mistake for another.

As if on cue, a head of wild blonde hair appeared in her vision.

"Yang!" Weiss ran towards her blonde wife, paying no mind to the stares she had garnered from her outburst and forcing everyone in front of her to dive out of the way.

Yang perked up, spotting the ivory hair of her wife heading for her at a speed that would rival Ruby when she ran track.

They met halfway. Yang dropped her bags without a second thought, wrapping Weiss up in a bone-crushing hug. She could feel Weiss's tears seep into her shirt, but she was too happy to care.

Gently, she gripped Weiss's chin, raising her head until ice-blue eyes met lilac. Without wasting another second, Yang brought their lips together.

After a year apart, the two felt an intense need to feel the other; to confirm that the other was back in their arms. But despite their time apart, their lips moved together naturally. The warmth and comfort was familiar, but there was a hint of intensity lying underneath; a passionate fire waiting to be rekindled once they were alone.

Reluctantly, Weiss broke the kiss, gazing into Yang's eyes as she caught her breath. "I've missed you so much," she whispered, still breathless from the kiss.

"I've missed you too, Weiss. You don't know how many times I wanted to abandon the mission and return home," Yang said just as softly.

"It went well, I trust."

Yang nodded. "It always does when we get involved. We're a last resort after all."

Weiss sighed. "I wish you would find a safer job."

"Consider your wish granted, Princess. That was my last mission, so I can find some nice office job here in Vale."

"You're… no longer enlisted?" Weiss asked carefully, as if questioning what her wife had said would change the answer.

"Nope! They knew I was ready to quit after only a year, so they found someone with as much of a penchant for destruction as me. Maybe you can get me a job as your personal security guard," Yang grinned.

With a surprising amount of strength, Weiss crushed the blonde into a hug that forced the air out of the taller girl's lungs. "That's a wonderful idea. I'm so happy you're back."

"I'm happy to be back. But I'll be happier to be back at home with you tangled up in the sheets~!"

"Yang!" Weiss screeched, blushing fiercely and giving a half-hearted whack to the blonde's arm.

The blonde merely laughed, wrapping her tiny wife up in another hug. "Let's go home! I can't wait to get back and Schnuggle!"

Weiss turned on her heel and marched out of the airport, a laughing Yang following after her.

Some things never change.

Gotta end this chapter with a pun too! FlashYang is officially over! It's a bit sad, but I'm proud to mark this one as "Complete," you know? It was a fun ride that came out of something weird that happened to me, and I'm surprised at how many people enjoyed it. Another weird thing happened to me a few days ago, so you can expect to see something weird pop up eventually. That's what happens when you live in a college town, I guess. Finally, I want to thank each and every one of you for your support! I'll continue to write, so I hope you'll all support me in the future. Until next time~!

Side note: Yang's job is in the military as a member of an elite unit. Think: Rainbow Six.