27 27. R

"So there you are, hiding."

"Why did you come?"

"Hm, maybe just because I wanted to see you?"

"..."

Blake kept looking at me with her amber eyes as I kept grinning, still after a while, I sighed and took out my grin and exchanged it for a small smile as I sat near her.

"What's on your mind?"

"Nothing."

"Yea... Surely, but purely hypothetically, what would you think right about now?"

"...And why, exactly, I should tell you that?"

Blake finally said as she closed her book and looked at me, now her attention fully on me.

"Because im a good listener? Or because you need to get it out, and im, not a judging person? Or because I already know you are faunus and have something to do with White Fang?"

I finally said, letting out that, yes, I knew Blake had shady history and that I was silent until now, something Blake knew, as no rumors of her true form were spread throughout the Beacon...

Still, there was doubt, something I expected, not like I could make that kitty trust me from the get-go, but thankfully, my male charms, funny how that sounded, worked even if slightly, and with women being the more forward and easygoing...

"It is none of your business."

Blake simply said as she was about to stand up, making me sigh...

"If you go away now, I will scream."

I simply said, making Blake freeze and very, very slowly turn on me, with very dangerous air around her.

"Come again?"

"I said, I will scream pervert and rip my clothes as evidence."

I felt a little dirty for doing this, but Blake was just too headstrong and had a very big tendency toward self-destruction for me just to let her by and hurt herself like that, especially not when I could help her...

That said, the way her eyes were almost cat-like slit made my skin shiver, and in a not good erotic way, but in a very dangerous one.

"You..."

Blake slowly said, not knowing what to say.

"Look, just sit back."

I made hand motions for her to sit beside me.

"Look, I know, I know, what I said isn't good in any length or reason, but look from my side, I see a teammate of my dear friends, a person I know is hurting deep inside and needs an ear to speak to, and I see that there is no better person than me for it..."

I managed to say, still Blake kept looking at me.

"And yes, you are a very attractive girl who I wouldn't mind spending time with."

I finally said, making Blake snort finally, there was another emotion than disdain...

"So, let's trade Blake, you tell me your problem, and I will tell you what you wish to know about me."

This was a dangerous game, but one I knew was needed, even if I didn't tell Blake the truth, I needed someone to speak about, and Blake was the person who wouldn't betray other secrets, at least I hoped so, still, I needed to be sure my origin of reincarnation stayed secret, no matter how much I wanted someone to speak about it...

I couldn't... No, not couldn't... I just didn't want to tell the truth to Nora or Ren, I love them too much to even risk it, have a fear of risking any change in how they viewed me, I just couldn't bring myself, to tell the truth...

And Pyrrha... Pyrrha was too much a wildcard in discerning how she would act, something I would need to wait to see out...

Ruby, I didn't want to burden Ruby with such a secret, nor Yang, who I knew could be as much a wildcard as Pyrrha, nor Weiss, who I still don't know good enough, even with how much we spoke with each other...

So, Blake, it was... Someone who could understand how hard it is to hide something...

"You... Want to know my problem?"

Blake slowly asked as I nodded.

"My problem is one annoying guy who cants take the hint that maybe, just maybe, I don't want to have anything to do with him."

Blake said with gritted teeth.

"Hm, well, that guy is surely annoying, but still, what is your true problem?"

I grinned and saw how Blake's bow twitched...

"Look, I know im being unreasonable, so let me start..."

I say as I look away, still I could feel the amber eyes on me, knowing I had Blake's attention, I started to speak about my childhood with Ren and Nora, how I was needed by the older one who took care of them...

How I was, for the first time, cornered enough to take life, and how after that, I slowly but surely added names to the list of people who lost their life to me...

I spoke and spoke about my tales of crime, I didn't even know why, it just felt so refreshing to finally speak about it to someone, and for the entire time, Blake was silent, watching me, her gaze heavy...

Until...

"W-what?"

I slowly asked as I felt Blake's arms around me, holding me still, I didn't feel any lust or anger behind Blake's movements as she held me, no... I felt tenderness in her touch...

"It's good, you have done what you needed..."

"W-what?"

I still confusedly asked until I felt something wet on Blake's clothes, where my head beforehand touched her...

"I..."

And I felt it, the tears that streamed down my face, why? I didn't feel bad about my crimes, they were necessary, I didn't enjoy taking lives, but it was needed, for Nora and Ren's sakes...

So why...

The weight I didn't even know I felt seemed to lift as the tears continued streaming down...

All the while, Blake held me in an encouraging hug...

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She looked down at the crying boy, Rey... Rey was an attractive guy, with his messy blonde hair, his blood-red eyes, and body chiseled by brother gods...

At first, she didn't know what to feel about the boy, outside of his sexual acts, with was a lot, and the smell of his on some janitor ladies just cemented that fact, didn't make it easy for her to trust him, no matter how friendly he acted...

But...

But now... She wouldn't say she still truly trusted him... But...

But she felt a kinship... Kinship to the boy who had as many dark secrets as her, who too didn't share it with others, so why her?

Why did he open up to her, she didn't know until she realized that maybe, maybe that kinship she now felt to him was something he felt for her, knowing about her faunus heritage and her past with White Fang, maybe it was because of this that Rey thought he could trust to not judge him, as she herself was as much guilty as him...

It was... Strange to find such feeling in a human, especially one such loose and annoying as Rey...

Blake wasn't a judging person, at least she tried not to by one, but even she was at the start a little iffy with how much Rey sought out sex, unconsciously seeing him as a loose guy...

But now that she held him in her arms, she could feel how... Fragile he truly was, and that waken up her female protectiveness...

Especially when her faunus genes of a cat were in the play, wanting to protect what she now held...

So, no, Blake didn't fully trust Rey... But... She was willing to try to...

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Ok... I... I didn't expect how the tables would turn, for me to by one crying...

Still... I... Somehow it felt refreshing to get it all out...

And Blake's arms felt so nice around me...

After a while of silence, Blake started to speak, what she said wasn't a surprise, as I already guessed that with the world reversed, Blake would be the more ruthless one, still, the number of lives she took was almost the same as mine...

What was surprising was that Adam was the one who tried to rein Blake from killing...

And... Finally, Blake said the reason she came to Beacon wasn't like in the show with the train debacle...

But because one bad day, when Blake was in a bad mood, and she had another fight with Adam, she struck him, punched him so hard that she herself was horrified enough to run away, to hide from the shame and regret, not wanting to see the face Adam had when she struck him...

Beacon, Blake wanted to come to Beacon because she wanted to erase the racism, but her hidden intention was to seek out how she could rein in her hot temper and not ever repeat what she had done to Adam...

And where better to learn it than in a place full of humans?

In short, Blake's story was so similar and yet different from one I expected from her...

That made me think, how exactly was Adam on it in this world? Was he still crazy for Blake, or was there something different?

I didn't know, but from what Blake said, I knew things were a little different in there, somehow, I wondered how White Fang truly operated in there...

Still, I felt my intention worked, as Blake's arms, which were still around me, felt much more relieved and at ease...

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