Okay, so I love my Ladybug ship...which is odd since I wrote a huge huge huge story for White Rose and Bumbleby xD

Ladybug in my eyes is a ship where innocence meets maturity...Blake and Ruby are near opposites, especially shown when they met. Blake explaining the world is not a fairytale, and Ruby countering with saying that Beacon is her method of being the hero like if she were in a fairytale. It's just so wonderful!

Anyway, I WILL do a chapter 2 if I get a good Visitor:Review ratio and with some honest feedback and opinions. So please, leave a review if you like and I will work on Chapter 2 when I am satisfied with what I see :D

Ninjas of Love:

Ladybug Edition.

It's been a relatively quiet afternoon in Beacon considering it's a weekend. Yang and Weiss have been away from the room since they are collaborating to organize the dance next weekend. Ruby has been a little more hyper with the lack of her partner and sister around which has been leading me to avoid the bubbly and hyper leader.

After breakfast I took a long and slow detour around the campus, checking out some of the areas I have not been to yet considering I have very little interest things such as a gymnasium for sports practice, or a weapon's workshop. Should I ever need to work on Gambol Shroud, I am very capable of finding the parts I need on my own, and relying on the materials Beacon is capable of supplying is far beyond what I am willing to do.

I take pride in my weapon, and I will not let equipment that has been degraded constantly from use have the honor of touching my beloved weapon. I suppose with a mindset like that, it is the only thing one could compare me to Weiss with. I am sure she would never use anything but the best for Myrtenaster.

Currently I am back in the dormitorium, just a few doors away from Team RWBY's room where Ruby is possibly bored to death and will be barraging me once I enter. I have no problems with Ruby's hyperness, but sometimes it can be overwhelming, and if I were to tell her that, then she may become depressed and force herself to calm down which is not what I want.

As I make it to the door I reach into my pocket to pull out my scroll, holding it to the device near the door knob until I hear a small click, signaling the door is unlocked. When I open the door I am surprised that I haven't been barraged by Ruby and look to my left to see if I can spot her laying on her bed.

"Blake!?"

My eyes snap over to Yang's bed, my eyes widening to see Ruby sitting there which is no problem, but in her hand is a the last book I would ever want her to read: Ninja's of Love.

I am beyond angry, and deep down worried that she has been reading such a book at her age. The anger shows on my face when I step into the room, kicking the door closed behind me and walking over to Ruby, taking the book away and snapping it shut with an audible clap. The small crimsoness winces at the sound, and averts her eyes from me.

Despite her being our team leader, Ruby is still just a young girl, and I would not want someone at her age and purity to be corrupted by something I own because I was too poor in my efforts to keep it out of reach.

"Sorry, Blake . . ." She whispers to me, gazing down at her lap and tapping her index fingers together.

She is wearing her casual pajama pants that are decorated with roses, and a black tank top that has her emblem across her chest. She's tapping her index fingers together in a nervous manner while cowering her neck into her raised shoulders. She's expecting a scolding for going through my things, and while I should certainly give one, it is also my fault for making it a point of avoiding her.

"How much did you read?" I ask after taking a deep breath from my reassessment of the situation.

"Huh?" She grunts in confusion, looking at me with her soft, silver eyes in surprise.

"I said . . . how much did you read? What did you read?"

"Um . . . The former geisha came by a hot spring and saw samurai equipment and stuff and began to run . . . but then a lady came by who apparently is a samurai and tried to calm her down that she's not with the rival clan . . . and after all the explanation, and saving hiding the girl from horseback scouts . . . they started to do 'things'."

'Things' . . . Why did she need to get to that chapter?

"Ruby, you shouldn't read my books, at least not this one. Some of them are not meant for you." I explain, not wanting to downright tell her that she is too young to be reading my literature.

"Well, since Weiss and Yang are busy I thought you and I could do something, but you never talk about things you like. I always see you smiling when you read this book, so I thought if I look at it, then maybe I'll find things you like." Ruby sighs.

Such pure intentions to lead her to this. She's far too sweet for her own good.

"That's very sweet of you, Ruby. Let's keep the fact that you read a few chapters away from Yang, alright? She'll be very unpleased to say the least." At the relaxed and peaceful ending to the conflict, I sit down on my bed, deciding to continue reading from where I previously was, which was exactly where Ruby had picked up . . . shame she spoiled the plot to me, but I did ask her what it was that she read.

"Umm . . . Blake?" I look up to see Ruby peeking down from Yang's bed, then taking the time to hop down and land on the ground at my bedside.

"Yes?"

"I just realized . . . I ruined part of the book for you, didn't I?" Ruby looks at me with an apologetic stare when I nod my head, but truly I didn't mind.

"You did, but I asked you to tell me. No harm done." I answer, turning my eyes back to the book but not for long since Ruby's voice draws my eyes away once more.

"Well . . . since Weiss and Yang won't be back for awhile, and since I already read ahead of where you are . . . maybe we could sit together while you read? I already know what's there, and it's something we can kinda do together . . . Team bonding!" Ruby's enthusiastic smile is hard to say no to. She was right in all regards: She already read the content that I am about to delve into, so her hearing it a second time is just a simple double dip. Yang and Weiss are not due to be back until tonight, leaving a few hours for me to read, and I have been avoiding Ruby a bit . . . a little bonding time with the youngest of the team will do well by all means.

"I suppose that wouldn't hurt in the slightest. Sure." I smile to Ruby who immediately hops in the bed, crawling her way underneath the book I am holding to sit herself with her back against me. Her smaller form allows me to rest my chin either on her head, or on her shoulder depending on what angle I want to read at; I choose the latter.

"Remember, Ruby . . ."

"This stays between us, Blake. I know!" She smiles brightly, shimmying herself against me until she finds a very comfortable position. Her body being turned slightly so she can lay her head on my shoulder and still have a good angle at the book to follow along while I read out loud.

After she is comfortable I rotate my left shoulder to get it into a far comfier position considering she is putting a majority of her body weight on it. She adjusts to my movements appropriately, granting my shoulder relief, and after the several adjustments between the two of us, we reach the perfect position where my arms go underneath Ruby's and hold the book while she lays with her head just above my chest, granting me a clear view over her head to read. Overall it is a very comfortable position, and pretty far from what we had initially started with.

"Okay," I begin, tossing away my bookmark and starting off with reading the chapter.

It is a while before any real dialogue comes along since the chapter explains a completely new setting in the form of a hot spring for warriors that is surrounded by many sakura trees that rain down beautiful pink petals with the slightest breeze. The former geisha who the story follows is a shy girl with short, black hair. She cut it herself to help hide her identity, although the haircut has not done much since she is being pursued by scouts on horseback.

As I continue to read the scene I can feel Ruby get a little more comfortable against me, her head not turning away from the book at all. As she had mentioned, the former geisha is soon grabbed from behind and pulled into hiding from wandering scouts by the female samurai, and after the scouts pass the first dialogue of five pages of reading begins.

" 'My name is Saiko from the Village of Petals. Just who are you?' the nameless samurai asks." Just before I adjust my voice to read from the former geisha's point of view, Ruby jumps in and assumes the role very well.

"I am on my way to the Forest of Illusions . . . I want to reach the nomadic Ninja clan . . . I am a former geisha, my name is Himeko. Thank you for your help." Ruby reads, turning her head to smile up at me.

Our exchange in words continues, making the reading a lot more interesting than it already was for me, and honestly it is quite entertaining to read a book through such a manner, perhaps I will start looking for plays that Ruby and I can act out in our down time.

The scene soon adjusts to the two sharing a bath in the large hot spring. Himeko offering to wash Saiko's back, and from then on the reading takes a slightly perverse twist, although Ruby shows to be completely into the reading. Perhaps she sees it for the plot and characterization that I have come to admire this book for, and is sharing the feelings of the characters just as I do.

" 'Himeko . . . where are you touching?' Saiko asks upon feeling trained fingers of Himeko reach around to wash the de-uniformed samura's breasts. Although the trained fingers proved to be doing more than just lathering"

"I owe you for saving me. Perhaps this is a poor method considering your gender . . . but a warrior is a warrior. If I do anything unpleasant, I will stop . . . but please allow me to thank you in the one way I know how." Ruby reads in such a natural way. The sweetness and sincerity in her reading makes my heart pound and skip a beat.

For a brief moment I see Ruby in the form of a naked geisha, and our surroundings turning into a bath with pink petals raining around us. Ruby's sweet, innocent features, and short hair make her a close look alike to the girl described in the book, while I suppose I have a likeness to the samurai girl since she wields a single-edged word, much to the resemblance of Gambol Shroud. As well as having long, raven hair to rival my own.

"I suppose if that's what you're focused on doing, then very well. Just be careful . . . They are a bit sore from the clothing I need to wear over them." I read, although at this point I feel as though I am having a conversation with Himeko . . . the former geisha from my favorite romance novel.

"I'll be as gentle as you wish . . . I am at your command." Ruby responds, turning her head to look at me again, although this time she looks at me with an absent stare that draws me into a hallucination while I read the next part out loud.

"As Himeko tended to Saiko in as gentle a manner as possible, the naked samurai peeks over her shoulder with a desire to show her appreciation. Without as much as a word, or any form of avoidance or resistance from Himeko, Saiko binds their lips together in a tender embrace that guides the duo into progressing from the simple washing to something more suitable to their needs."

"Blake . . ." Ruby whispers, looking up at me with red cheeks and half-lidded eyes.

"Yes, Ruby?" I ask, although her sweet face keeps bouncing between Ruby Rose and Himeko.

"Be my samurai . . ." she whispers, leaving me in a confused state, long enough to catch me off guard with a sudden kiss to my lower lip. My eyes widen, and as quickly as our lips connect, I place my hands on Ruby's shoulders to push the girl away with gentle force.

"Ruby! What the hell!?" I shout. The kiss was not unpleasant, and even has me breathing heavy, but she is still my team leader who kist randomly kissed me.

"Blake . . . Please? I read that scene once and . . . Well, long black hair...and a single-edged sword...it reminded me of you and Gambol Shroud." Ruby's flushed cheeks turn a dark shade of red, and her soft, silver eyes remain locked on me.

"Ruby, your sister will kill me."

"Please . . . Saiko?" Ruby asks in her sweetest voice. My heart pounds and ripples in my chest at her addressing me as a character from the book, "I am at your command."

Her words make my body shiver and quake. Never have I been put into a position where I am practically living a scene of Ninja's of Love, let alone someone who represents the character so perfectly. However, I think it is more the fact that it is Ruby: A sweet girl I have had the leisure of getting to know, and coming to admire her caring nature and hyper personality. Yet she is anything but hyper right now. In fact, she is acting extremely calm and relaxed, still locking gazes with me despite my ongoing silence.

"Himeko . . ." I hear myself whisper, losing the fight in myself and succumbing to Ruby's brief, and well timed mind game.

My mind goes blank for a moment, and when I regain the ability to detect my surroundings, I feel a soft pair of lips against my own. Two pairs of gentle fingers tracing on each of my shoulders, tickling my skin through my outfit, and a deep vibration from my chest that indicates I am purring.

My arms reach around the form looming over me, tracing my fingers and palms over the concave hips of the small physique. My attention is primarily focused on keeping the gentle liplock in place. Soft vibrations grace my lips as sweet hums radiate from Himeko . . . no, Ruby's lips.

I press my luck, as well as test Ruby's experience by parting my lips which is immediately mimicked. Right then and there I can tell she has little experience kissing. While she was leading the kiss earlier, the moment I decided to change things up is when she submits to my actions without delay.

I gladly accept her submission to my lead, advancing with the tip of my tongue prodding her lips and wandering inside. The sudden gesture sends a shiver and stiffness through her body that I can feel just by holding onto her hips. She has never done this a day in her life, but the way she follows my wordless instructions more than makes up for her lack of experience. Ruby has always been a quick learner. I am sure now will be no different as long as she follows my lead.

As my wet muscle finds comfort within her soft lips, Ruby takes a brave step to drag her tongue over mine, much to my delight. At first I let her test the waters, feeling her inexperienced tongue hesitate in its motions, unsure of what to do exactly.

I find so much adorable qualities in her lack of experience, and finally take the lead once more. My tongue spirals and swirls within her lips, dancing with hers in a passionate, wet tongue twineing tango. The sweet crimsoness makes no attempts to shy away from my advances, and welcomes my growing assertiveness that soon turns into slightly aggressive when I take a firm hold of her hips, yanking her small body against mine to further tighten our embrace.

I could kiss her like this for hours, but she interrupts with a violent pull away from me. My eyes snap open to see what I did wrong, only to see Ruby panting heavily and gasping for air. Her first serious kiss, and she forgets to breathe . . . It is so Ruby Rose of her.

"Sorry, Ruby." I whisper, trailing one hand from her hip to her cheek to caress it while she regains her breath.

"D-Don't be." She coughs out, looking up at me with those gentle eyes yet again. "I loved it . . . and I did say I am at your command."

Those last three words echo in my head. At my command? Why do I find those words so appealing? Why do they make my heart skip every time she utters them? Regardless of why, I know that I have someone with a lovely personality at my beckoning, and in my eyes that is what needs to be focused on instead of the reasoning behind it.

"Then close your eyes, Ruby." I whisper, at the same time reaching to my right forearm to unwrap the long, black ribbon I keep there, as well as undoing the ribbon I tie around my ears to make up the little black bow.

"As you wish." Ruby answers with a smile on her lips. Despite being my leader, she is dangerously obedient . . . and I plan on taking advantage of that for today, at least until I grow cautious of Yang and Weiss' arrival to the dorm.

"Hold still, Ruby." I say while I wrap one ribbon carefully around her head. I do my best to slide the ribbon beneath her hair before securing it tightly via a knot that hugs the back of her skull.

"Blake? What are you doing?" Ruby asks with genuine curiosity.

"I like my gifts to be wrapped, is all." I respond flatly, then taking the chance to bring Ruby's arms behind her back and bind them with the other ribbon, although with my knowledge of knots I could do much more than a simple wrist binding, but I don't need anything more than that.

"There we are . . . too tight on anything?" I ask after checking my knot work.

"Nope~ but why tie my hands, Blake?"

"It gives me more freedom to do as I wish." Are my last words before I sit Ruby against me like she was when we were reading. She adapts quickly to needing my help to move thanks to the restriction of arm movement from the silk bindings. I feel a question from her coming on, but before she can get a word off my lips are pressed to hers to continue our earlier embrace.

Ruby melts against me when our lips connect for the third time. Her trust in me is beyond natural, and I love it. Before I dare to continue I turn my head to look at the digital clock on the nearby nightstand.

. . . Yang and Weiss wouldn't be back for another four hours.