Blake and Yang

Yang couldn't help but shiver. Not from the weather. On any other night, she'd likely be wearing little more than shorts and a tank top. No, her shivering was out of nervousness. Up until now, her nudity had mostly been contained to the team RWBY dorm room. A handful of times, she had joined one or more of her teammates when they went streaking around campus, but even that wasn't very often. Making a leap from that to where she was now was certainly an adjustment.

"Are you alright?" Blake asked beside her.

"Huh?" Yang asked, not registering the question at first. "Uh...yeah. Yeah, I'm fine."

"You don't look fine." Blake placed a hand on her friend's bare shoulder, showing concern beneath her mask. Yang slowed and then stopped. "Yang, you practically jump out of your skin at every little noise."

Yang paused, then turned to look at Blake, placing one hand on top of hers. "Look...I don't even know why I agreed to do this..."

"Ruby is surprisingly good at hyping things up," Blake shrugged. "Still...if you want to turn back, we can."

Despite herself, Yang actually considered the offer for a moment. They weren't too far from the platform, and could hide out at Beacon while Ruby and Weiss did their hunt.

She quickly shook her head, though, pushing that thought away.

"No," she said. "No, that wouldn't be fair to you. Then we'd have to do whatever stupid challenge they come up with, and that'd be all my fault."

Blake rubbed Yang's shoulder. "How sweet. Letting the whole city see your boobs so I maybe don't have to take a punishment."

"Alright, alright." Yang brushed Blake's hand off her and began walking again. "Don't make a huge deal out of it."

Blake laughed and ran to catch up with Yang, taking one of her hands in both of her own. "Aww, why not? It's like you're my protector!"

Yang rolled her eyes again and remained silent for a few moments.

"You know...Weiss is lucky to have you as a girlfriend."

"Oh, we're not girlfriends," Blake responded, keeping her gaze forward.

"Really?" Yang asked, genuinely surprised. "I just thought, since you two...you know..."

"And that's understandable," Blake agreed. "And we haven't talked about it specifically, yet, but...I'd more categorize us as 'good friends who fool around'."

Yang just nodded, and the two of them kept walking, their asses like pendulums, swinging with each step.