Here is the fifth volume of this fanfiction I'm doing.
(Keep in mind that this whole story and fanfic I'm doing is based on Celtic Phoenix's Fixing RWBY series.)
(Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. It belongs to Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth. Also, any ar...
The sudden and rather loud yell from Sun surprises both Kali and Y/N.
Y/N #3: "Do you really have to yell like that?
Sun: "Right, sorry."
Kali: "Sun? Y/N? What brings you here?"
As they enter the room, Y/N quickly answers.
Y/N #3: "Have you seen Blake? Sun over here wants a free for all sparring match."
Sun: "We wanted to get some sparring in before we head out on the boat."
Y/N #3: "It's going to be cramped over there."
Sun: "Eh, I'm sure it'll be fine. So, have you seen her?"
Kali: "Blake is the middle of trying on an old outfit. You're free to sit down and wait for her."
Y/N and Sun share a quick look before turning to Kali.
Y/N #3: "Fine by me."
Sun: "Sure."
They then plunk down on the bed with Y/N sitting beside Kali and Sun sitting beside Y/N. As they for a couple more moments, Kali leans close to Y/N's ear and with a cheeky smirk, whispers to him.
Kali: "Are you excited on what she might be wearing, Y/N?"
Expecting some kind of reaction from him, Kali is quite surprised to see the calm expression on Y/N's face as he shifts his head to look at her and giving his response.
Y/N #3: "You mean the old police uniform you used to wear?"
Kali: "What? How do you know?"
Y/N #3: "Ghira told me. Over tea, no less."
Kali: "Oooh..."
She then pouts, looking away from Y/N's gaze.
Kali: "Hmph. You're no fun at all."
Sun: "For real!? A police uniform? Man, I wonder what it looks like?"
Y/N #3: "We'll just have to wait, Sun."
After a few moments of waiting, Blake finally emerges from the bathroom, adjusting the belt, not noticing Y/N's and Sun's presence.
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[The Blake on the far left corner.]
Kali: "Oh, you look great in it!"
Blake: "Mom... it's a little tight in the back."
Both Y/N and Sun gaze upon the outfit Blake is now wearing with Sun put his chin in the crook of his thumb, muttering to himself.
Sun: "Huh, so that's what an old police uniform looks like."
