chap 19) Kianas origin

"Sigh*" (kiana)

'RELAX PARTNER ITS NOT LIKE THE WORLDS ENDING. YOU CAN JUST ASK HIM WHEN WE MEET HIM 2 WEEKS LATER.' (Draig)

"Well your right....." (Kiana)

Walking down the street in the middle of the night, Kiana looked to the night skies, pondering.

It was already rather late and the last shuttle bus to beacon had already left. Nowhere else to go to, Kiana planned on staying at one of the apartments owned by her father.

Suddenly when she was walking down the road, Kiana could see the silhouette of someone familiar. Taking a closer look, Kiana realised that it was Blake. But unlike previous times, Blake did not have her bowtie on.

"Blake?" (Kiana)

"Huh? Kiana what are you doing out so late?" (Blake)

"As the squad leady should i not be the one that asks first?" (Kiana)

"..." (Blake & Kiana)

The 2 staring at one another, as akward as it was to continue staring, the pair could not help but wait for the other to say something.

"Haigh.... the last shuttle left awhile ago... what do you plan on doing?" (Kiana)

"...Don't know, maybe sleep at a motel?" (Blake)

".....Come with me i got an apartment here." (Kiana)

...20 minutes later in a rather mid to high tier condo room...

"This is a rather nice place." (Blake)

"Take a seat, i'll go prepare some tea." (Kiana)

"Thanks." (Blake)

Taking a seat, Blake looked around the place.

Simple, that was all she could say about the place.

The room had no tv nor much technology in any case. There were only shelfs after shelfs of books which made the house not seem bland. Looking at the wall above the sofa, Blake saw a oil painting. It looked old but the people on it were regcognisable. The painting showed a middle aged male reading a book while smiling, while a playful girl sat on his lap in an ancient study room. Looking at the oil painting, Blake felt nothing wrong except the eyes.

She regcognised the girl as a younger version of Kiana as the features were very similar, but instead of green eyes, she had silver eyes. But that was not the weirdest, the male in the picture had eyes of pure darkness.

Looking into the eyes, they were pitch black. But inside, were what looked like stars inside. Without noticing, Blake entered a trance as she felt her concious pulled into the eyes.

"Blake!" (Kiana)

Before Blake felt her conscious waver, Kiana called out to her waking her up from her trance. Knowing what had just happened, Blake looked away from the painting and felt cold sweat trickle from her forehead.

"What was that? Kiana what is this painting? Why do you have silver eyes and who is that man in the painting?" (Blake)

With such a powerful painting, Blake could no longer hold her cool as she shouted at Kiana for answers.

".....Sit down first, teas getting cold." (Kiana)

"But?" (Blake)

"Sit down first." (Kiana) (Slightly more intimidating)

Realising Kianas intimidating aura, Blake followed her order and sat on the sofa, next to Kiana. Taking the cup of tea, Blake held it closer to her face.

"So, Kiana who is the man in the painting?" (Blake)

"...That man is my father, he raised me when i was young and thought me how to fight." (Kiana)

"That i understand but how about the eyes?" (Blake)

"I myself am not sure. All my father said about it was that it represented his path and his power, looking into his eyes is equal to looking at the abyss or to the night sky. It can be calming or frightening. Don't ask anything about the eyes." (Kiana)

"..." (Blake)

Noticing her friends solem attitude when mentioning the eyes, she knew that it was really personal and hence decided not to say anything. Staring at the tea, Blake could not help but say her problems.

"Did you know i was a faunus?" (Blake)

"Yes" (Kiana)

Looking at Kiana in shock, she could not help but want to know how Kiana knew she was faunus.

"Your ears wag when your down and i saw your ears when you were in the shower once." (Kiana)

Noticing Blakes gaze, Kiana could not help but put up a facade and help calm her down.

".....Oh" (Blake)

"Tell me why are you out so late and away from beacon?" (Kiana)

"....Because Weiss was being very racist. I could not stand it and ran not because of my origin, but also my past...." (Blake)

For the next 5 minutes, Blake explained everything about her including her involvment with the white fang.

Patting Blake on the shoulder, Kiana sat there alongside her, sympathic of her and understood the pain of racism.

"How about you Kiana?" (Blake)

"Hahaha, mine is aot more simpler, my dad decided to get me a suitor while fully knowing that I want to find my own lover." (Kiana)

"Could you not be like Weiss and deny your suitor?" (Blake)

Hearing this, Kiana just shook her head.

"Its not as simple as it seems, to me my dad is everything he saved me when i needed it and was there for me all the way. To say that he was what i wanted to become would be accurate. He influeced me in every way possible. So it pains me to ignore his wishes." (Kiana)

"Oh, i'm sorry" (Blake)

"Don't worry about it, its a family matter." (Kiana)

Noticing that Kiana had finished her drink, she looked up and realised it was already 1 past midnight.

"Well its rather late, wanna get some sleep?" (Kiana)

"Ok." (Blake)

Passing Blake her sleeping cloths, Kiana and Blake slept in Kianas Futon as there were no beds other then the one in Kianas dads room. But due to Kiana not wanting to mess up his room, decided to share the futon with Blake. But just like a cat, Blake wanted to sleep on the sofa but was mercilessly carried into the futon where the soft material just wrapped around her and increased her drowsiness.

Without much effort, Blake fell asleep in the futon with Kiana cuddling her to sleep.

.....Extra....

While sleeping, Kiana could not help but stare at Blakes cat ears.

'I just wanna touch them.'

Kiana as old as she was, was a total sucker for cute and cuddly things, especially animals.

'ENDURE IT PARTNER YOU CAN ENDURE IT!" (Draig)

But without much effort, Kiana just went and cuddled the ears. Stroking them, Kiana felt a plessent sense of comfort reach her.

As for Blake, due to her sensitive ears, twitched alot more and rolled into a ball.

"Whimper" (Blake)

Hearing this and seeing Blake acting so cute, Kianas mental fortitude gave out as she cuddled Blake to sleep.

When it finally reached morning, Blake woke up to the itchy sensation of Kiana hugging her from behind and nibbling one of her ears.

That morning, Kiana was kicked off the futon by a bright red neko.