Y/n: "Why did I have to go here again?"

Weiss: "Because my mother wishes to see the man that swooned me and Winter, now hush"

Y/n was straightening out his tie as he entered the establishment, it was a clubhouse of some kind, like the ones that you'd find in the seventies. The Frenchman rubbed his eye as he interlocked his arm with Weiss' and walked further into the establishment.

-flashback-

Y/n sat upon his desk, still recovering from the death of a Soldier. To try and cope from the pain, he worked on getting information of the target he was hunting. The Frenchman spoke within his scroll as he typed on his computer.

Y/n: "Thank you Junior, I'll give your share after the mission"

Y/n disconnected his phone before he went back to work, he then heard the door open revealing Team RWBY.

Weiss: "Ruby, I told you to coordinate better when we do the Ice Flower formation!"

Ruby: "Well you're too slow Weiss!"

The four then saw Y/n, within the dark room in front of a computer.

Blake: "He's still working this late?..."

Weiss: "He's still grieving, this is his only escape"

Ruby: "Poor thing..."

Yang rubbed her arm with unease, Y/n was a relentless worker when he wanted to be but he was already deteriorating from the many sleepless nights. Yang didn't want that for Y/n.

Yang: "...You guys take the showers first, I'll catch up with you girls"

The three nodded before going to the locker room, Yang walked up to Y/n who was furiously typing for the location info for his target. Y/n then felt Yang's arms wrap around his chest, causing him to relax a bit.

Yang: "Are you okay?"

Y/n: "...oui"

Yang frowned at Y/n's late response, he was running of fumes and wasn't getting anywhere far from what she is seeing.

Yang: "Y'know, I don't know Xiao Long you were working, but I think you should catch a break"

Y/n smiled at her pun, but did not falter when she gave her suggestion.

Y/n: "Can't, I am getting close to finding something..."

Yang: "Y/n, you searched the same location five times"

Y/n stayed silent in defeat, but still continued to look for the location of the Templar.

Yang: "C'mon babe, you can't carry on like this constantly"

Y/n: "Yang relax, I'm almost done. Besides, I've been active well enough"

Yang shook her head, knowing that he spend five days high on that Schnee Dust energy drink that Weiss let him have. Getting fed up by Y/n's stubbornness, she snatched the laptop away and closed it.

Y/n: "Hey! I didn't even save my notes!"

Yang: "You've done enough Y/n"

Y/n: "No I haven't! Yang give it back!"

Y/n reached for his laptop, only to fall on his face out of fatigue. He got up trying his worst to fight Yang.

Y/n: "Give...it back..."

Y/n grabbed Yang, tackling her to the ground. The two started grappling as the laptop, Yang went on mount going on top of Y/n, grabbing the collar of his jacket and pressing against the nerve on his neck beneath his jaw.

Y/n felt his blood get blocked, immediately feeling fuzzy from getting choked out. Before he embraced the feeling of being knocked out, Yang let go, causing Y/n to instinctively catch his breath.

Yang: "Stop fighting Y/n"

She embraced Y/n gently, knowing he had no fight in him left.

Yang: "I want you to take a break, get away from work for a while. Let us help you cope..."

Y/n's melted into Yang's embrace, he closed his eyes as he just fell asleep in her arms. She smiled as Yang caressed his head, the three other members opened the door to see the two of them asleep against the bed.

Blake: "...I call dibs"

Ruby: "We can discuss this later"

-timeskip-

From then forth Y/n was taken to therapy, and in between those times Y/n would spend time with the members of team RWBY and team JNPR. It was a steady pace, and slowly but surely Y/n came to a much better place in mind.

Y/n was now on his desk, a magnifying glass over his eyes and tools in his hands. He was busy modifying his Phantom Blade for better holding space, every gear he put in was forced to work in the business of killing. Before he could finish Weiss burst through the door, not like it gave any affect as he continued to work.

Y/n: "Hello to you too Weiss"

Weiss: "We are going to a gala!"

Y/n paused, he turned back removing his glasses from his eyes.

Y/n: "Ummm...what?"

Weiss skipped to him, stopping right in front of him.

Weiss: "My mother is going to be there, and she wishes to see you!"

Y/n: "Hold on, don't you think it's a bit too early?"

Weiss sighed a bit before sitting down.

Weiss: "I just want to get her to vouch for you so that my father would stop bothering me about getting a suitor"

Y/n sighed, knowing that asshole wasn't going to stop making Weiss' life hell.

Y/n: "Okay! I'll go get a tux-"

Weiss: "Nope! We're going to tailor you a new tuxedo!"

Y/n: "Okay, at least let me finish my hidden blade"

Weiss tried to say something, but couldn't find any reason she should.

Weiss: "Fine!"

-scene change-

Weiss watched Y/n trying out his suit. Unlike any run-of-the-mill tailor shop, this was a personal tailor of the Schnee family, who specialize in making combat ready suits.

Tailor: "Not to poke my nose anywhere Mr. Dorian but is there a reason why you need such complicated designs on your sleeves?"

Y/n: "The slit in my right sleeve, the separate material of my left sleeve, and the hidden hood is just a personal preference, but I understand your curiosity"

Tailor: "Thank you Mr. Dorian"

Weiss came next to Y/n with a small box.

Weiss: "I got you your cufflinks, I hope you like the pick"

Y/n opened the box, reflected in his eyes was something truly special. The cufflinks made from gold with an elegant design, what caught his eye was the design itself: an American Eagle. It reminded him of a very special man, a Soldier.

Y/n kept himself together, only pulling Weiss into an embrace. Weiss smiled before embracing Y/n as well.

-present day-

Y/n and Weiss entered the gala, arms interlocked as a happy couple. At the entrance was a very familiar face to Weiss' eyes, her eyes gleamed as she ran up to the person she cares so dearly about.

Weiss: "Klein!"

The butler laughed as he hugged Weiss.

Klein: "So great to see you again Miss Schnee!"

Klein then looked to the Frenchman that stood behind Weiss, be broke the hug before walking up to him.

Klein: "And you must be Mr. Dorian! Miss Schnee writes so much about you! A pleasure to finally be acquainted with you!"

Y/n shook the man's hand, who heard just as much about Klein from Weiss.

Y/n: "Weiss talks about you a lot, a pleasure to meet you"

Klein: "Come, a table is waiting for you two"

Klein lead the couple to a table near the stage, he noticed that only the three of them were actually here.

Weiss: "Klein, where's mother?"

Klein: "Oh! Your mother is running into some traffic, she'll be here soon I assure you"

Weiss and Y/n enjoyed a few non-alcoholic refreshments, watching the performance as they kept close to each other.

Y/n: "I'm going to be honest, I can see why you're not much of a gala girl"

Weiss: "It's just so boring, no action whatsoever"

Y/n: "You could say that...again"

Y/n stopped, he noticed a familiar figure exiting the stage. The assassin's eyes glowed yellow as he used his Eagle Vision and he wasn't mistaken, he saw the same man that he was searching for the past months.

Y/n: "Jerome Schmidt"

Weiss already knew what he saw and what he was going to do, she merely gave him a kiss on the cheek before whispering into his ear.

Weiss: "He wasn't the best singer anyways"

Y/n nodded before leaving his seat and exited the building, he saw an open window on the second floor. He slipped out the hood covering his face and wasted no time to climb up to the window keeping track of any guards that came in or out of the building.

Y/n entered the room, from his jacket he unsheathed a beautifully decorated knife, a knife that took the faces of his victims: the Eternal Award.

Y/n stabbed the back of a guard, his body disappearing as the assassin shifted into the guard's identity. He then heard a bunch of ruckus coming from a dressing room.

Jerome: "Somebody get me my fucking flask!"

The other guards sighed as they dealt with Schmidt's ruckus.

Guard: "Does that man baby ever shut up?"

Guard 2: "Tell me about it, I just wish he'd calm the hell down for once"

Y/n: "Where does he keep his flask?"

Guard: "He keeps it downstairs next to his piano"

Y/n walked downstairs, he walked down the stage and saw the piano. Right next to it was a larger-than-average flask, and on it was the pendant of a cross: a Templar Cross. Y/n picked it up, putting a berserker sedative inside before closing the cap.

Y/n entered the room, it looked like a hurricane crashed into the room. The singer snapped back, marching towards him before snatching the flask out of Y/n's hand.

Jerome: "How incompetent must you idiots be?!"

Jerome was about to down his flask, but he stopped himself. He took a gentle whiff out of the flask and looked back at the "guard", Y/n grew weary, bracing himself mentally.

Y/n: "S-Sir I don't think you should-"

Jerome chucked the flask at Y/n, as the assassin got distracted Jerome slammed him against the door. Y/n felt Jerome wrap his hand around his neck and another on his left arm.

Jerome: "I knew this day would come, you snakes never fight us head on and it infuriates me. I'm glad that they sent out such a useless assassin, it'll calm me down before my big show."

Y/n struggled as he lifted his left arm enough to aim for Jerome's torso, launching a crossbow bolt through his left lung shocking him.

Y/n didn't waste any time to unsheathe his hidden blade and jam it into his neck. Y/n felt a flood of Jerome's memories, he saw some familiar criminals within that said memory. He opened his eyes back into reality, he removed his blade from the Templar's neck as he caught his breath.

He looked at his hidden blade, even with the thick blood stained the blade shimmered in the room's light. The feeling of getting the kill, it made him feel more at place, at ease. He sheathed his blade then got up from the ground, looking at his target.

Y/n: "Repose en paix" (Rest in peace)

Y/n closed his targets eyes as his disguise came off, he then heard knocking on the door.

Guard: "Mr. Schmidt! Shows about to start!"

Y/n: "Merde!"

Y/n thought hard, wondering how he'll be able to escape from this. Y/n snapped his fingers before he took a special pocket watch out, opening up the Dead Ringer.

The guard burst down the door, and immediately became shocked the moment he saw a guard and Schmidt on the floor dead.

Guard: "Oh my Oum!"

Guard 2: "Call the paramedics!"

Y/n entered the bathroom, he took out a cleaning kit and headed to the sink. The assassin carefully cleaned the blood off his blade and his sleeve, as he let them dry he checked his watch looking at the timer.

Y/n: "It should finish right about..."

In the communications room, a sapper stuck onto the panel of the machine frying its circuits. Eventually, communications went into shut down, causing a low toned "boom" to echo through the halls.

Y/n: "Now"

Y/n came out of the bathroom fastening his tie, but as he was about to head back to his table he noticed the hostess in the backstage panicking out of his mind.

Hostess: "Who's going to lead the main show? Fuck what am I going to do? what am I going to do?"

As much as Y/n wants to leave this gala, he knew it would both leave him without an alibi and disappoint Weiss and her mother. He sighed as he walked up to the hostess.

Y/n: "You need a singer?"

Hostess: "Who're you?"

Y/n: "A person that saw you needed a singer"

Hostess: "...can you play the piano?"

-timeskip-

Weiss POV

What is that dunce doing?! If he didn't get here soon he's going to miss the show! Ugh! Calm down Weiss, I'm sure Y/n will make it before the performance begins.

???: "Weiss?"

I sat there stunned, I felt my hands trembling in nervousness as I turned my head upwards. I saw a woman with my Snow White hair and my crystal blue eyes, wearing a alluring white dress. I stood up out of respect, my hands clasped together.

Weiss: "M-Mother!"

Willow: "Oh Weiss!"

I felt my mother giving me embrace, it felt so much more different. It was an embrace that I've been longing for ever since father worked me to the bone, I embraced my mother as well closing my eyes.

Weiss: "I missed you so much"

Willow: "As did I"

Third POV

The two broke the hug, looking at each other as if they were in front of a mirror.

Willow: "I hoped that we would get to see each other in a less formal gathering, but I had to come to this gala-"

Weiss: "To represent the reputation of Schnee Dust Company, I understand mother"

Willow and Weiss sat down on their seats, then Willow brought up the question that she's been dying to get an answer to.

Willow: "So where is this Y/n I keep hearing about? Clearly he must be special if he were to woo both you and Winter"

Weiss: "W-Well, I-"

Hostess: "Ladies and Gentlemen! I apologize for the wait! We had some technical difficulties but we're back on schedule! Now sit back, relax, and please enjoy tonight's entertainment!"

The curtain pulled away revealing an assortment of musicians.

A man on the drums.

People on the brass.

A few on the base.

And finally: the singer on the piano.

Weiss immediately caught the identity of the pianist, absolutely shocked at how Y/n was able to secure his place in the performance. Willow could see the look on her daughter's face, reading it like a book.

Willow: "Honey, is that..."

(Song time!)

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"Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me me see what spring is like on
Jupiter and Mars"

"In other words~ hold my hand~
In other words, woah, baby kiss me~"

"Fill my heart with song, and let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for, all I worship and adore"

Y/n then turned his attention to Weiss, his lips getting rather seductively close to the mic. A glimmer in his hazel eyes that swooned the young girl.

"In other words~ please be true~
In other words~ I love you~"

Weiss watched Y/n sing as his fingers gracefully played the piano, Willow watched her daughter's lover play the piano with such grace, it moved her so.

"Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me sing what spring is like on
Jupiter and Mars"

"In other words~ hold my hand~
In other words, baby kiss me~"

"Fill my heart with song, and let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for, all I worship and adore"

Y/n got up from his seat, gently pushing the chair away and standing up and getting closer to the mic putting significantly more soul into the last few verses.

"In other words~ please be true!~ oh!~
In other words!~ oh! In other words! Woah oh oh oh!
In other words!~ I! Love! You!~"

The crowd started clapping for Y/n's performance, all except for Willow. She was stunned by the performance, the heart that Y/n put into his song was something Willow hasn't felt in so long. She put her hand on her chest, feeling a rapid beating against her.

Weiss: "So...what did you think of the song?"

Willow: "Oh Weiss, he's absolutely beautiful"

Weiss: "Thank you mother I-...wait"

A few songs after, Y/n came down the stairs, receiving a few compliments along the way. Weiss walked up to her boyfriend, hugging him.

Weiss: "Oh Y/n, that was truly lovely!"

Y/n: "Thank you my snow princess, I dedicated my first song to you"

Weiss broke the hug, holding his hand she walked Y/n to their table.

Weiss: "Y/n, I would like to introduce you to my mother"

Willow brought her hand for him to shake, but instead Y/n gently took it and gave the top of her hand a kiss.

Y/n: "Such a privilege and pleasure to meet you Mrs. Schnee, I could see where your daughter receives her beauty and grace"

Willow brought her hand over her mouth, a tad bit embarrassed by Y/n's suave.

Willow: "W-Willow is just fine dear"

The three sat down together, enjoying their night in the gala.

Y/n: "And then Weiss decided to challenge me to a duel over a text book"

Willow laughed, wiping a small tear from her eye as Weiss beat Y/n's chest gently.

Weiss: "Y/n! Stop that! It's embarrassing!"

Y/n: "Sorry sorry mon amore! I couldn't help myself"

Willow: "I must say Y/n, I've had some speculations about you when I first heard of you from Weiss, but I'm glad they were wrong"

Y/n: "Thank you, Weiss and the others are people I hold very dear to me and I would hate to disappoint anyone who cares for them"

Willow: "It is quite amazing how so many girls swooned for you, it's quite astonishing"

Y/n: "It doesn't mean I can slack on giving affection to any of them, I try my best to make everyone happy"

Willow watched as Weiss hugged Y/n's arm gaining his attention, the joy of the couple made her feel nostalgic, remembering all those good times she had with lovers from her past. She took a sip of her champagne as Weiss, Y/n, and her continued to converse.

-timeskip-

Everyone started to leave the gala, every fancy vehicle that can be named leaving the lot. Y/n shook hands with Klein once more once they made it to their ride.

Y/n: "Again, it was such a pleasure to meet you. I hope we can meet again someday!"

Klein: "O-Oh! W-Well the pleasure is all m-mine! *achoo!*"

Willow: "Y/n"

Y/n turned back to see Willow once again, he bowed a bit to her before awaiting her response.

Willow: "I thank you for the performance you gave, it was quite a joy to see such a soulful singer. Jerome isn't fond of soul, so you were a great change of pace"

Y/n: "Thank you ma'am, I'm glad I could give you a wonderful show"

Willow: "It makes me quite...envious, that Weiss has such a wonderful lover. It makes me feel so nostalgic seeing you two together"

Y/n: "I know that you don't have a good relationship with your husband, and I know I don't have any knowledge of the situation further but I'm sure that there can still be someone out there for you"

Willow was quite taken aback, her hand on her chest.

Willow: "R-Really? Even someone nearing her fifties?"

Y/n was also taken aback.

Y/n: "Fifties?! Mon dieu your looks makes you look deceivingly younger"

Willow grew more embarrassed, turning away as she began to blush.

Willow: "Will I ever see you again young man?"

Y/n: "As long as I am Weiss' and Winter's boyfriend, I am but a request away"

Y/n bowed a small one before looking at her again.

Y/n: "Be seeing you Mrs. Schnee, have a goodnight"

Willow watch Y/n wrap his arm around Weiss, the moonlight shining upon the two of them embracing them in a romantic aura. Willow gave one last look before entering the car.

-timeskip-

Y/n hung his suit, wrapping it that way dust made no contact. Weiss was undressing to get into a much more comfortable fit.

Weiss: "So? How was the suit?"

Y/n pointed at the suit.

Y/n: "This, this is the suit I will wear for every formal assassination mission I get"

Weiss: "Oh you"

Y/n gave Weiss a kiss, pulling her in close.

Y/n: "Truly Weiss, I am grateful for you and the others. Thank you for everything"

Weiss: "I'm glad we can make you happy hun..."

Weiss turned to Y/n, arms wrapped around his neck.

Weiss: "I love you"

Y/n: "Je t'aime aussi" (I love you too)

The two slowly moved toward each other, both dying for the touch of each other, but then the door burst open revealing Yang, Ruby, and Blake who was in the background reading.

Ruby: "Aha! Caught you!"

Yang: "Yeah! Cock block!"

Weiss looked begrudgingly while Y/n began to laugh.